Chapter 66 Demon Cult White Moonlight 21 Her goal will not be affected by anyone...
Indulge in pleasure for a moment and don't know how much time has passed.
Ali woke up first and found that someone was holding his waist tightly from behind. Their bodies were still entangled together, and he was almost sweating.
She struggled a little and turned to look.
Ning Huaiqing was still sleeping soundly, his brows relaxed, the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if he had had a sweet dream.
I have to say, his face is worthy of the word "pleasing to the eye".
Ali supported her head with one hand and glanced at several red, swollen and bleeding bite marks on his Adam's apple, all caused by her when she was dissatisfied.
She felt a little guilty, which was rare for her. She stroked it gently and pulled the quilt over it.
She didn't move much that day and night, at most she just spoke and gave orders. It was Ning Huaiqing who was doing the hard work, so it was no wonder that he slept so soundly.
There was a knock on the palace door. Ali glanced at Ning Huaiqing, propped up his sore body, and slowly got up from the bed.
Outside the hall was Zhu Yu. Seeing the door open, she quickly lowered her head and said, "Master, I made some of your favorite dishes. Would you like to eat?"
"Bring it in." As soon as Ali opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse.
"Yes." Zhu Yu entered the hall, quickly arranged the dishes, and pretended not to notice the mess in the hall.
Ali took the hot cloth she handed him, washed his hands, picked up the chopsticks and started eating intermittently.
I haven't eaten or drunk anything for the whole day, but I'm not hungry at this moment. Maybe I'm too hungry.
She took a few bites and put down her chopsticks: "Did anything happen in the church yesterday?"
Zhu Yu replied: "There's nothing unusual, it's just..."
She thought about it and told the truth: "Deputy Envoy Cang came to see the leader last night."
On this day, one could detect any movement in the palace by simply listening carefully. Fortunately, the leader's palace never allowed anyone to approach.
Although Zhu Yu was blushing with shame, she still stood guard at the temple door diligently, fearing that someone would come and ruin the leader's good deeds.
Unexpectedly, as soon as you mention the devil, Canglan came hurriedly at night and said he wanted to see the leader.
Zhu Yu had no choice but to stop him. The two people in the hall had no idea what was happening outside. Zhu Yu saw with his own eyes that Canglan's face turned from white to red and then to black.
In the end he said nothing and left quickly.
"Deputy Envoy Cang looked very bad when he left," Zhu Yu added.
Ali drank a mouthful of nectar and nodded: "You did very well."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhu Yu was delighted and was very happy to be praised by her.
Ali continued to eat slowly and chewed his food. After finishing his meal, he asked Zhuyu to pass on the message and summon Canglan here.
Canglan quickly arrived at the hall. He knelt down, his face gloomy. "I'm here to see the leader. I wonder what you've summoned me for?"
A Li sat high on the throne, looking down at him with disdain: "What is it that Deputy Envoy Cang wants to see me about? Why would you come so late at night?"
Canglan stood up, still keeping his eyes slightly downcast. "It's nothing serious. I just want to ask you, Master. Do you still remember the last wishes of our late Master?"
Ali's eyes shone, and he tapped the armrest with his fingertips: "Deputy Envoy Cang, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Of course I know it, but the leader seems to have forgotten it." Canglan replied.
Ali narrowed his eyes unkindly.
My father never liked fighting in his life, but in the end he was surrounded and attacked by those decent people, and ended up dead and his family was broken up.
Before he died, he, who had always been kind and gentle, seemed like a different person. He grabbed her tightly as she cried and forced her to swear a poisonous oath: she must live her whole life to revive the religion of God. If she disobeyed, she would never be reborn.
There will be no rebirth forever.
It’s hard to say whether it’s hatred or something else, but over the years she has relied on this sentence, or perhaps been forced to do so, to get to where she is today.
But now that she has tasted power, everything she does is no longer for a light-hearted oath.
Canglan lowered his deep eyes, and spoke in a slow but questioning tone: "Now, for this upright disciple, is the leader going to disregard the last leader's will, disregard the lives of all the disciples of the Divine Sect, and give up the world that is so easily within his grasp?!"
Zhu Yu looked at Ali worriedly. At this moment, the four people in the hall were waiting for her answer.
The air seemed to be stagnant, and everyone's heart was in tautness.
"Of course not."
Her goal will not change because of anyone, including him.
Ali's calm voice was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing Ning Huaiqing's love at the moment.
He retreated back to the tent in a daze, his mind in a mess, and he blocked out all sounds out of control.
Canglan breathed a sigh of relief and retracted his obscure gaze from behind him: "The leader is determined and has great ambitions. Your subordinates are willing to follow you until death, even to the bitter end!"
Ali had naturally noticed Ning Huaiqing's appearance a long time ago, and was also well aware of Canglan's unspeakable thoughts.
But she never intended to hide it from Ning Huaiqing, this matter would be exposed sooner or later.
"Deputy Envoy Cang," Ali leaned forward slightly, his eyes filled with a bone-chilling coldness, "I will always remember my father's last wish, but you must remember one thing."
Canglan raised his head and saw Ali moving his lips. His tone seemed calm, but it contained endless sharpness and arrogance:
"I want both this world and him."
*
At night, a piece of news spread like wildfire from the Western Regions to Linfeng Villa.
Canglan stood alone outside the palace, looking at the dark and boundless night, and smiled.
He believed that his leader would practice what he said, but he also believed that nothing is absolute.
He will try every possible means to help his leader ascend to the throne of the supreme leader in the martial arts world.
However, from the past to the future, it is enough for the leader to have him by his side.
"impossible!"
"Impossible! How could my brother be with that witch..."
Ning Huaixiu couldn't say the rest of the words, he could only stare with his eyes wide open and tremble with anger.
Ning Yueze was equally furious: "This is absolutely a rumor! The person behind this rumor has sinister intentions, which is evident!"
Ning Huaiqing had been gone for over half a month, but no letter had arrived yet. Unexpectedly, the first letter that came was such a scandalous rumor.
If this matter were to get out, regardless of whether it was true or false, it would have a huge impact on Ning Huaiqing, Linfeng Villa, and even the entire martial arts world.
Ning Yueze quickly calmed down and realized that this was a conspiracy of the Demon Cult, whose purpose was to alienate the various martial arts factions and shake their will to resist.
"Huai Xiu, pass the order down. No one in the villa is allowed to discuss or spread this matter. Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished according to the sect rules."
"Yes!" Ning Huaixiu quickly took the order and went down.
But within three days, this "rumor" had spread throughout the entire martial arts world, and everyone said that Young Master Ning of Linfeng Villa had become the concubine of a demon cult witch.
Three people make a tiger. The truth or falsehood is no longer important. What is important is that this matter is erotic and bizarre, and it happened to the righteous young man who defeated the Demon Sect not long ago. Public opinion was very popular for a while, and many people with curious minds found the disciples of Linfeng Villa to inquire about the news.
The more Ning Yueze was bound by the sect rules, the more mysterious this matter became and the more it aroused people's imagination. People all said that Mr. Ning's father was covering up the news everywhere, and this matter was most likely true.
Ning Huaiqing and Linfeng Villa are already famous for their status, and now they have given those villains an opportunity to take advantage of them.
When Ning Yueze was told about these rumors by his disciples, he was almost vomiting blood in anger. He no longer cared about the dignity of the headmaster and started cursing:
"What a shameless demonic witch! She deliberately deceived Huai Qing and even uttered such obscene words to insult his reputation! She is so shameless!"
"Huai Qing has been upright and obedient since childhood and has never disobeyed us. This witch must have used some vicious and despicable method to imprison him, preventing him from returning!"
"Back then, father and his men should have turned the Demon Cult upside down, torn this vicious woman into pieces, and eradicated the entire root of this trouble forever!"
Ning Huaixiu supported Ning Yueze, whose face was ashen. "Uncle, calm down. Take care of yourself."
He helped Ning Yueze sit down, turned around and knelt in the hall, his voice colder than ever before: "My nephew is willing to take a few disciples to the Western Regions to rescue my brother!"
Ning Yueze was silent for a long time when he saw his earnest look. "The Demon Cult is full of tricks. This trip will lead to dangerous places, where you will be in great danger..."
Ning Huaixiu's young face was full of fearlessness: "Even if it's a dangerous place, I will go in and rescue my brother!"
The journey to the Western Regions was difficult and bumpy, but Ning Huaixiu and his group did not dare to delay at all and traveled day and night.
Halfway through the journey, he looked at Duan Yiwan beside him and asked, "Miss Duan, can you still hold on?"
She heard that Ning Huaiqing was held hostage by the Demon Cult, so she took the initiative to find Ning Huaixiu and joined them to go to the Demon Cult to rescue him.
Many of the fellow disciples also believed in Ning Huaiqing's character. When they heard that Ning Huaixiu was going to rescue people, they joined the team without telling their families.
Duan Yiwan heard this and said, "Mr. Ning, you should call me Sect Leader Duan."
After leaving Linfeng Villa, she succeeded as the head of Cangwu Sect. After some experience, she now looks like a head of the sect.
Ning Huaixiu readily agreed: "Yes, yes, Master Duan."
Yellow sand was flying ahead, and the scene was desolate. The group of more than ten people stopped talking and continued on their way.
Duan Yiwan tightened the Biyue Sword in her hand, her expression firm, no longer the same as before.
Although her fate with Ning Huaiqing has ended, she cannot just stand by and watch him die.
A few days later, the group finally arrived at the location of the Demon Cult.
They did not alert the enemy, but hid not far away, figured out the patterns of the guards' shifts and patrols outside the palace, and then planned their next move.
But after many days, the group had not found a suitable opportunity, and they were almost discovered by the cult several times.
Finally, one night, they waited for an opportunity when the guards were lax, and under the cover of night, a group of people quickly entered the palace.
The journey was smooth and they did not encounter any guards, but they did not know where Ning Huaiqing was imprisoned. Looking for him in this huge palace was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Fortunately, there was a slight connection between Duan Yiwan's Biyue Sword and Ning Huaiqing's Qingyun Sword. With this slight connection, everyone quickly found Ning Huaiqing's location.
The first time Ning Huaiqing saw them, he was shocked: "Why are you here?"
Ning Huaixiu immediately squatted beside him and whispered, "Brother, we are here to rescue you."
"Hurry up and leave!" Ning Huaiqing shook his head repeatedly, pushing them out anxiously. "I am willing to stay here, no one is forcing me!"
Ning Huaixiu was shocked: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about! How can we stay here?"
It was Duan Yiwan who first noticed something was wrong. Ning Huaiqing did not look like he was imprisoned here at all. On the contrary, the palace he lived in was luxuriously decorated, and every detail was carefully crafted.
Not like a prisoner, but rather like a guest of honor.
Ning Huaiqing felt his solar plexus throbbing violently. He stared at the door and quickly instructed Ning Huaixiu, "When you go back, tell your parents that everything is fine here and that Linfeng Villa will be fine. Tell them not to worry—"
Before he could finish his words, the doorway, which had been pitch black just a moment ago, suddenly lit up with lights, and disciples of the Demon Sect emerged from nowhere and surrounded them.
Ali, dressed in a crimson purple dress, slowly walked out from the crowd, as if strolling in the garden.
Her eyes and eyebrows were particularly charming under the light: "Everyone, long time no see."
"Why didn't you tell me, the host, that you came here? That's really rude."
Ning Huaiqing quickly stood in front of everyone, looking anxious: "They have no ill intentions in coming here, they just want to rescue me!"
When he heard Ning Huaixiu and the others say that the guards were lax tonight, he felt something was wrong. When Ali's figure slowly appeared, he knew that this was a trap set by her.
During the day, Ali had promised him that as long as he stayed with her, she would let everyone in Linfeng Villa go.
But this scene tonight was a slap in her face.
Ali looked at him, his eyes flickering with an unknown emotion: "Wanting to rescue you, isn't that the greatest malice for me?"
Ning Huaixiu and the others quickly drew their swords and surrounded Ning Huaiqing: "Don't worry, brother, we will rush out together."
Ali chuckled, still staring at Ning Huaiqing: "Look, so many swords are pointed at me, and you still say you have no ill intentions."
Ning Huaiqing said nothing. With a serious expression, he pressed down Ning Huaixiu's sword-wielding hand. Ning Huaixiu's eyes were bloodshot. "Brother? What are you doing?!"
She would not let them go easily. Ning Huaiqing could not bear to watch them die because of her.
Ning Huaiqing stood in front of everyone again and slowly curled up the fingers hanging at his side: "You promised me."
Ali frowned, suddenly thought of something, and wanted to stop him from saying the next word, but it was too late.
"That day in the... bathhouse, you promised me that you wouldn't harm anyone at Linfeng Villa..."
That short sentence seemed to have exhausted all of Ning Huaiqing's strength, and his body swayed.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at them sideways, and the absurd rumor was completely confirmed.
Ning Huaixiu was even more distressed: "Brother! How could you!"
Ning Huaiqing seemed to have lost all the sounds around him. All he could see was A-Li, whose eyes were gloomy. "Let them go."
Ali was deeply hurt by his humble, pleading look and murmured, "Are you willing to pay so much for these people?"
In the flickering lights, the two were only a few steps apart, yet so far away.
Ning Huaiqing's face turned pale, and his voice was hoarse: "I beg you."
He approached her step by step and looked into her sad eyes: "I beg you."
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