Chapter 18 The Cunning Ice Cube Licking Her
Tonight is a full moon night. The moonlight is as cold as the ripples on the lake caused by flying insects. The night is so quiet that it is suitable for evil spirits to do evil things with their heart and soul.
Mingyueyi followed behind the young man.
He seemed to be in a very good mood, and he leisurely admired the night view on both sides of the waterside corridor. On the deep and dark lake surface were a few clusters of pink-tipped lotus flowers. If the color was more golden, it would be exactly the same as the golden lotus in his senior sister's body.
Thinking of this, Pu Yuemin suddenly turned the tip of his boots, rolled up his long sleeves, revealing his cold and thin arms and stretched out to catch the pink lotus on the lake.
Before my fingertips touched, I felt a light tap.
His pupils slightly raised, and he tilted his head to look at the beautiful woman beside him.
Ming Yueyi said, "We're going to catch a monster later, so don't break the lotus yet. You can break it after we're done."
She was kindly reminding him that if he fought with a demon, not only the fragile flowers but even the bones in his body could be broken.
Besides, she was now thinking of going to the east wing as soon as possible to rescue He Wujiu who had his heart dug out, so as to avoid missing anything and being preempted by others.
He walked very slowly, and was fond of wearing a long robe that dragged on the ground. His hair was loosely tied behind him with a red ribbon, making him look like a snake with a tail.
Fortunately, the boy was well-behaved. He dipped his fingertips in the water for a moment, splashing a few drops of crystal water on the pink lotus, and then he stood up.
"Senior Sister, please leave."
He continued to lead the way.
Mingyueyi followed him down the quaint corridor, walked step by step into the thick and damp fog, and soon disappeared in the courtyard.
The brilliant crimson river and the full moon in the night sky were shrouded in thick fog, and the evil aura was so pervasive that it could not be seen with the naked eye.
He Wujiu, who was lying on the wooden couch, suddenly opened his eyes, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, and he sat up from the bed. His golden and jade-like face no longer had the usual gentleness, and he raised his eyes coldly and looked out the dark window where there was no moonlight.
There was a thick, damp, and evil aura outside the window.
There is a monster in the Ming Mansion.
He had noticed since the first day that there was not only the monster he killed when he rescued the brother and sister, but also a more powerful monster hiding in the dark.
Maybe there are more than just monsters.
He Wujiu had just gotten out of bed when there was a knock on the door.
He didn't ask who it was. He was already standing at the door when a long sword took shape in his palm, staring coldly at the slender figure vaguely visible through the white gauze.
There was another knock on the door, and a soft female voice came.
"Is the eldest brother in the room?"
Junior sister?
The murderous intent in He Wujiu's eyes disappeared, his sword dispersed like mist, and he reached out to open the door.
The person standing outside the door was indeed my junior sister.
When He Wujiu saw her, his eyebrows softened into a gentle arc: "Junior sister, why are you here so late?"
She raised her charming face and stared at him pitifully, her bright red lips slightly parted: "Big Brother, I can't sleep alone. The Tongxin Gu in my body keeps acting up. I'd like you to help me suppress the Gu."
It is not difficult to suppress the Tongxin Gu. He only needs to inject spiritual power into her body and force her to fall asleep.
Although it was past the hour of Xu and it was not good for a man and a woman to be alone, he had watched his junior sister grow up and taught her every move personally, so they had spent much more time alone than now.
He Wujiu stepped aside and said, "Junior sister, come in first. I will help you suppress the poison."
Her delicate face showed gratitude, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother. If it weren't for you, I don't know where I would have died."
He Wujiu smiled faintly and said nothing.
She said no more and walked in gracefully.
The fox demon was looking around the room when he walked in, and the door behind him closed.
She subconsciously turned around and saw that the young man had a long sword in his hand and was walking towards her step by step, with a gentle smile on his face and his lips kissing her.
"Junior sister, sit down first. I will help you suppress the poison."
As the words fell, a long rainbow sword shadow came towards her with the force of breaking the sky.
This doesn't look like a good senior brother coming to help his junior sister suppress the poison, he is clearly here to get rid of the demon.
The fox demon was startled and quickly transformed into a demon form. Its nine tails grabbed the beam and it jumped up to avoid his sword.
When the young man saw her dodge, regret flashed in his eyes. He slowly raised his handsome face and looked at the fox demon on the beam in a vigilant fighting posture. His tone was as gentle and indulgent as usual.
"No wonder I said there was demonic energy all over the place. It turns out that Junior Sister has already entered the demonic realm."
Before the fox demon could speak, he continued to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, Junior Sister. I will not only suppress the poison for you, but also help you remove the evil spirit from your body. Senior Brother will save you."
The fox demon was horrified when he saw the young man in front of him who was clearly still unconscious.
Isn't it said that most people who practice Taoism are trying to save the world? Why does the leader of this sect look so evil? She couldn't tell who the real evil monster was.
Today the fox demon decided to eat this man's heart to replenish his body.
A dark demonic look flashed in her eyes, and she used her hands as claws to attack the sword-wielding young man below.
He Wujiu's swordsmanship was extremely high, and he could easily deal with her, but because he was concerned that she was his junior sister, he couldn't bear to go too far and hurt her.
The fox demon sensed that she still had some humanity towards him, so he made a quick decision, stopped his attack, and leaned forward to lean against her, calling him softly, "Senior Brother..."
He Wujiu suddenly retracted the sword pointed at her and reached out to catch the fox demon, "Junior sister, you..."
Before he could finish his words, the sound of flesh being forcibly scratched rang out in the night.
The fox demon smiled charmingly, licking her lips greedily, and said smugly, "Brother, I will accept your heart. When my cultivation level increases significantly and I obtain the Vajra, I will definitely come back to collect your corpse and eat your entire body."
People who practice Taoism are full of spiritual energy, and every inch of it is a tonic, so she naturally doesn't want to miss it.
He Wujiu didn't listen to what she said, but slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was inserted into his chest and holding his heart.
There was no pain at all when the heart was about to be removed.
Because the fox demon's hand did not penetrate his chest, the lost memory was vaguely awakened.
"Senior Brother."
The woman buried her face in his arms, and the strength of her embrace loosened little by little. When she was about to slide down helplessly, he belatedly stopped her from behind.
He slowly uttered her name: "Ming Yueyi..."
She raised her weak eyes, which were as bright and shining as the stars. Her misty blue dress was stained red with blood, but she was still smiling: "Fortunately, you are okay, Senior Brother."
As the weak last syllables fell, Mingyueyi vaguely saw a handsome young man standing behind He Wujiu.
He looked at her, his eyes as dark as ink stained in clear water, his pupils so dark that they seemed to tinge with red. His long hair that trailed on the ground was lifted by the wind from the open door, growing longer and longer, as if it had turned into countless thin snakes spitting out their tongues.
Unlike those calm gods and Buddhas, it was completely dead silent, emitting a strange and damp atmosphere.
But at this moment she could no longer bear the cold, closed her eyes and fainted in He Wujiu's arms.
He Wujiu stared at the woman in his arms with his eyelids drooped, but her last words were on his mind.
Fortunately, brother is fine...
He was fine, but her chest felt empty. If it weren't for his spiritual power protecting her, she would have been a cold corpse by now.
But now is not the time to be sad, we need to get her heart back.
The emotions in He Wujiu's eyes faded, and he raised his head coldly, looking at the fox demon with blood on his lips not far away.
"Your junior sister's Taoism doesn't seem to be very good. There is not a bit of spiritual power in her heart." The fox demon looked quite picky.
She had thought that He Wujiu's junior sister must be at least a cultivator at the third level, but she didn't expect that she didn't have any spiritual power at all, so she ate it in vain.
"Really?" He Wujiu put the unconscious Mingyueyi down and watched the fox demon nearby stand up, his longsword materializing in his hand. He rarely used his natal sword to kill demons, but today, he might make an exception.
"Such a strong spiritual power." The fox demon smelled the spiritual power overflowing from his body, and greed appeared in his eyes.
If she ate his heart, she would definitely be able to find the magic weapon hidden here, and then she wouldn't have to be afraid of those ascetics anymore.
He Wujiu looked at the fox demon not far away, its eight tails spread out into a huge umbrella, and said coldly to the young man behind him: "Junior brother, keep an eye on Junior Sister. I will get her heart back."
After saying that, he drew his sword and attacked the fox demon.
The sword shadow and the red fox's tail lifted the roof, and the huge full moon shrouded in thick fog outside gradually revealed its outline. The spring night was damp and cold.
The young man stood in front of the woman protected by spiritual power. He had long and thin double eyelids, and his cold and handsome face was too pale and bloodless. There was a cold and sinister look between his eyebrows.
He saw with his own eyes that Mingyueyi could not wait even a moment, and when the fox demon's hand was about to pierce He Wujiu's chest, he blocked it with his body.
Senior sister still likes He Wujiu very much.
Pu Yuemin knelt beside her, touched the blood at the corner of her lips with his pale fingertips, and then licked it under his lips.
Although it was sweet, he had no interest in it.
He picked up Mingyueyi from the ground, placed his palm on the missing piece of her chest, and the red blood beads melted into her body bit by bit.
Mingyueyi, who was in a coma, vaguely felt that her body was very cold, so cold that her teeth were chattering wildly, but they were soon covered by something wet and soft. The wet and sticky thing pushed open her trembling lips, and a cold breath filled her cavity.
The ice was licking her...
Ming Yueyi wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His consciousness sank little by little, and his mind floated weakly, as if he was dreaming, but also as if he was awake.
She saw forgotten memories.
Her father and aunt were arguing in the living room outside. She could still hear them clearly even with the door closed. She squatted under the window and passed the time reading a novel she had taken from her younger brother's room a few days ago.
That night, the moon outside the window was very round and strangely cold. When she finished reading the last page, the quarreling outside had stopped. Just as she was about to get up and go out, she felt dizzy.
We also saw the day when she first met He Wujiu after she fainted from anemia due to squatting for too long and standing up too quickly and entered the book.
When he was still a teenager, He Wujiu was already a favored child of destiny admired by everyone. He was the first one to reach out to her, gently called her "Junior Sister", and patiently taught her how to practice sword.
Later, He Wujiu's cultivation level regressed and he was ridiculed by other disciples in the sect. They compared his past self with the junior brother that their master had just accepted. She was even obsessed with He Wujiu and lured the young man into a cave and locked him in a dark room underground.
Later, because of He Wujiu, he and his second senior brother got drunk and lost their minds. When they returned to the cave, they mistook the young man for the He Wujiu of the past and humiliated his body in every way.
She also saw He Wujiu inserting his natal sword into her chest from behind, crushing her spiritual roots.
The memories of being sacrificed to the sword were so profound for her, so profound that she dared not forget them for even a single day. Even after she was reborn from the dead, she realized that she was just a vicious cannon fodder mentioned briefly in the book. Thinking of what she had done for He Wujiu, she wished to erase that memory in every life thereafter.
Ming Yueyi felt as if his soul had flown out of his body and was wandering around, not knowing what he was looking for.
The originally clear memory gradually faded, and she only remembered that she seemed to have blocked the fox demon's heart-digger attack for He Wujiu.
Until I heard a very soft sound.
"Come here." Very familiar.
Mingyueyi now has too many chaotic memories in her mind, and she can't remember where she has heard this voice.
"Daojun, come quickly, or I'll find someone else. I think your eldest brother is quite good. He is well-born and has rare talents. You should be able to live a good life with him."
The female voice continued to speak in a sweet and coquettish voice.
When Mingyueyi heard her say that He Wujiu was good and that she wanted to follow him, the emotions that had accumulated over several lifetimes suddenly burst out like a torrent, and gloom filled her chest.
She will not be sacrificed to the sword again.
Definitely not. Not only that, she will also use He Wujiu to sacrifice the sword.
"If you don't want to, just open your eyes and look at me." The female voice grumbled, seeming very dissatisfied with her.
Mingyueyi slowly opened his eyes, stiffly turned his scattered pupils, and saw clearly where he was at the moment.
In the vast foggy void, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Looking around, everything was pale, and a feeling of panic and desolation rose from my heart.
Ming Yueyi reached out his hand in confusion, lightly touching the thick fog surrounding him, and murmured hoarsely, "What is this place?"
"Daojun, I'm behind you." The female voice became clearer and spoke next to his ear.
Mingyueyi turned his head in the direction of the voice, and saw a golden pestle emitting a faint golden light hovering behind him. The copper body was engraved with lotus patterns and ancient Sanskrit.
The ancient Sanskrit language had long been lost, so she should not have known it, but she recognized it at a glance.
Vajra.
"Master Dao, keep watching! If you keep watching, your spiritual power will be transformed into a demon. Once you become a demon, I won't follow you. It's better to go find your senior brother who has profound Taoist skills. Maybe after he ascends, he can find my former master."
The female voice comes from the vajra.
Mingyueyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her rosy lips, which had lost too much blood, moved together: "Shang'er."
When the name was spoken, the vajra became noticeably quiet.
After a long while, he uttered a weak voice again: "How did you know it was me?"
It has been trapped here for countless days and months, and perhaps the world has changed many times. It has always wanted to follow people out and find its owner, but it can only stay here.
Until later, a wisp of its spiritual consciousness suddenly covered the newly cut paper-cut by Miss Ming, and it waited for a long time before Ming Yueyi came.
It initially had its eyes on He Wujiu, but He Wujiu was too cautious and didn't bleed at all. On the contrary, Ming Yueyi had almost lost all the blood in his body.
Mingyueyi's blood was unexpectedly sweet, and contained an indescribable gentle spiritual power. It did not dislike it, so it planned to recognize her as its master.
I didn't expect that she recognized me.
Just as Vajra was amazed, Mingyueyi said "Oh" and said calmly, "Your voice hasn't changed at all."
“Ah…” Vajra was stunned.
Come to think of it, it doesn't really seem as if there's any hidden sound.
Damn it, a cunning mortal took advantage of the loophole.
Vajra turned around in anger and shame.
Since the patterns and shapes on the pestle were similar, Mingyueyi couldn't tell the front and back, and just thought it was hinting that she should shed blood to seal the pact as soon as possible.
Mingyueyi seized the opportunity to bite off his fingertips and drip his blood onto the top of the vajra.
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