Chapter 87087 Evil Spirit
Chapter 87
The elite Snow Spirit Guards of the Duxue Kingdom stepped out from the void and stood in front of Xue Zhongyu like a city wall.
Yingji tightened the mysterious lock bottle containing the soul of the deceased and looked up at the Snow Spirit Guard standing in front of Xue Zhongyu. It turned out that this was the Snow Spirit Guard—the Emperor of the Duxue Kingdom gave Xue Zhongyu a coming-of-age gift.
This is the tradition of the Duxue Kingdom. The Snow Spirit Guard will be presented by the emperor to the eldest prince on his coming-of-age day.
The Snow Spirit Guard should have belonged to Jianfeng!
Yingji stared at Xue Zhongyu with hatred, but saw that there was something wrong with Xue Zhongyu's expression when he looked at the remains of Princess An.
Yingji suddenly had an idea and raised her sleeve to take out the Blood Mirror. She used blood as a sacrifice to polish the mirror.
A silver light flashed, and images gradually appeared on the mirror. First, it was Xue Zhongyu who was closest to Yingji, then the Emperor of Duxue Country who was rushing over here, and then the Concubine Wan who was fleeing in a panic covered in blood.
Yingji's eyes turned cold!
It turned out that he was taking advantage of her mortal body and eyes and used a trick to escape!
I originally thought that this blood mirror I got by accident was useless, but today it is of great use.
Yingji took the Blood Mirror and immediately went after Wanfei.
Xue Zhongyu also saw the scene in the mirror. He hurriedly blocked Ying Ji's way and advised: "Aying, don't be so stubborn and go astray!"
"Get out of here!" Yingji roared.
In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of monsters roared at the same time. Even the Snow Spirit Guards were frightened and retreated cautiously.
A black python with empty eyes rushed out from the black fog, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a sea of flames towards Xue Zhongyu and others.
"Be careful!" Princess Ling Wei rushed over and stood in front of Xue Zhongyu. The huge flames directly burned her into a ball of fire.
Her soul twisted in agony within the demonic flames. She opened her eyes wide to take one last look at her lover. She had been in the palace with her mother since she was young. She had always called Xue Zhongyu "Brother," but he wasn't her biological brother. He wasn't her biological brother, yet he was always by her side. What was wrong with falling for him and wanting to be with him?
The pain was getting worse, and Ling Wei didn't have the energy to think anymore. Her vision was burned by the demonic fire, and she couldn't see Xue Zhongyu clearly.
Xue Zhongyu froze, reaching out to embrace his beloved. His hands met only scorching flames. A searing pain shot from his hands to his entire body.
He watched helplessly as the woman he once madly loved burned in flames before him, the shock leaving him frozen in place. For a moment, he felt a surge of regret, regretting the years he had cut off contact with Ling Wei because of Ying Ji's incident. Perhaps this had been wrong from the start. He should have been braver back then, holding Ling Wei's hand tightly and firmly protecting her from the marriage, and not bringing pain to Ying Ji.
Enlightenment came to him in just that instant, and the next moment, Xue Zhongyu rushed into the flames to embrace Ling Wei's flaming body.
"Your Highness!" Xuelingwei shouted in horror.
Yingji just looked back and immediately continued to chase Wanfei.
Yingji caught up with Concubine Wan in front of Aixue Cave. Concubine Wan's trusted followers surrounded her.
Yingji's slender red figure treaded through the falling snow. She looked at the injured Anfei and sneered, "Are you just going to run away like this? Don't you care about Xue Zhongyu's life or death?"
Concubine An paused, staring at Yingji with hatred: "What did you do? What did you do to your brother?"
Yingji crossed her arms, her eyes colder than ice and snow. She said coldly, "Send him and his lover to die in the sea of fire."
Concubine An was stunned for a moment, then said frantically, "Nonsense! He doesn't have a lover! You are a bitch! Ling Wei is even more of a bitch! He won't have a lover! He can only... he can only..."
"Can I only... love you?" Yingji asked.
"Shut up!" An Fei's scarlet eyes widened.
Yingji finally had the answer to the question that had been lingering in her mind. Perhaps she had known the answer all along, but had never dared to believe it. As a mother, Concubine Wan had long been more than partial to her two children.
It turns out that what Jianfeng said was true... This woman who was once favored but then banished to the cold palace actually had twisted feelings for her own son.
It reminded her of Jianfeng again.
Yingji's expression grew even colder. She walked forward step by step, her lips moving in a strange melody.
The demonic beasts and undead spirits that had been hiding in the darkness rushed out like mad. The white sky and earth gradually turned black, and the black was gradually filled with blood.
Yingji swung the soul whip again, and then raised the blood mirror again.
In the blood mirror, the figures of Xue Zhongyu and Wan Fei disappeared, leaving only the Emperor of Duxue Kingdom.
Yingji was finally satisfied. She collected the Blood Mirror, then slowly felt the pain in her heart grow more intense. She gasped for air to ease the pain. She reached out and pressed hard on her heart. As a result, her palm gradually became stained red with blood.
She didn't need to bow her head, because she knew it was her own blood.
The art of refining demons is originally an evil art.
How could such evil magic not have backlash?
If cultivators could become possessed, what about her mortal body? Could mortals also become possessed?
She even worried that her flesh and blood body would explode into pieces of flesh and blood.
Yingji saw the Emperor of Duxue Country in the distance. He was standing there looking at her thoughtfully, and didn't seem to have any intention of attacking her.
The pain in her body made it impossible for Yingji to stay here any longer. She glanced at the Emperor of Duxue Country once more, turned around, and stumbled away. Her footsteps left bloody footprints on the pristine snow.
That day, Yingji didn't know how many people she had killed. She was covered in blood, her own blood and the blood of others.
When Kong Fan came, he looked at her in surprise.
Yingji subconsciously took a step towards him, then suddenly stopped and took two steps back.
She pursed her lips tightly and stared into Kong Fan's eyes.
But before Kong Fan could speak, he crushed the Move Void Pearl. She only had time to see Kong Fan frown before she was transported to a vast desert by the Move Void Pearl.
Yingji fell heavily into the desert. She struggled to turn over and lay on her back, letting the scorching sun shine on her blood-stained body.
The pain in her body came in waves. She closed her eyes tightly, as if she had lost consciousness. Her hands at her sides were clenched into fists, indicating that she was fighting against the backlash of the demon refining technique.
The desert days seemed endless, the blazing sun high above seemingly forever. After an unknown amount of time, Yingji's clenched fists finally loosened. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes, the blood-stained whites of her eyes making her already alluring features even more alluring.
She propped herself up and sat up, slowly took off her bloodstained dress, carefully applied the external wound medicine to her body bit by bit, and then bandaged it.
She didn't know how long her mortal body without spiritual power could last, so she patched it up and managed to get by.
Yingji laughed at herself.
The jade coffin suddenly flickered.
The smile on Yingji's face froze. With trembling hands, she took out the jade coffin and felt Bajiao's increasingly faint breath.
Even as Kong Fan used his spiritual power to protect Bajiao, his soul grew weaker and weaker. I'm afraid that sooner or later it will become as quiet as Mujin's soul.
We can't delay any longer!
Yingji changed into clean clothes and quickly returned to Chaoxi.
So, when Kong Fan rushed to the desert, he just happened to see the afterimage of Ying Ji leaving.
One more step.
Kong Fan frowned even more tightly.
In the Chaoxi Palace, all the beautiful concubines were gathered together to celebrate the birthday of Empress Dowager Xue.
Yingji walked in quickly from outside.
The Queen stood up first: "Aying, come and sit down. I thought you wouldn't come today!"
Yingji didn't sit down.
She stood in the middle of the banquet hall, looked up at Empress Dowager Xue, and said, "I wish the Empress Dowager a long and blessed life."
After a slight pause, she continued, "I also ask the Queen Mother to fulfill her promise today and fulfill what she promised Ying Ji."
Empress Dowager Xue looked at Ying Ji in silence. Ever since Ying Ji entered, not only Empress Dowager Xue, but most of the people in the palace could sense the bloody and evil aura coming from her.
Empress Dowager Xue recalled Kong Fan's decision not to become the emperor and take Ying Ji away from Chaoxi. She was in a trance for a moment and said dejectedly, "It's not that I broke my promise, but no one in the world can do it."
"What did you say?" Ying Ji was shocked and angry. The black fog surrounded her again without her noticing.
Queen Mother Xue sighed and said helplessly, "Over two hundred years ago, the last Samsara Well in the Nine Realms and Twelve Kingdoms was damaged. Now, even if all the cultivators in the world were gathered together, they would not be able to open the Samsara Well again."
Yingji was shocked.
Great despair and pain came over me.
"You lied to me!" Ying Ji roared and raised her hand towards Queen Dowager Xue.
Amidst screams, the spirits of all beasts roared and rushed towards Queen Dowager Xue.
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