Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Snake Snake Lie
He Wujiu saw his junior sister leaning against the stone wall with a lustful look on her face and rosy eyebrows, and the marks on her fair cheeks could be vaguely seen.
Even though it was the junior sister who took the initiative to taste the wound, but... he shouldn't be so offensive. Such an involuntary behavior contradicts the ruthless way he practiced.
He Wujiu reached out and took her loose collar, whispering, "Sorry, it's me, Meng Lang."
Mingyueyi seemed to feel a little unnatural as well and turned her head away slightly.
He Wujiu restrained himself and politely stepped back to create some distance between them, then turned around and put the demonic liquid that had spilled on the ground into the gourd.
When I looked back again, Mingyueyi had returned to normal.
As if nothing had happened, she asked curiously, "Brother, why are you collecting these demon liquids?"
He Wujiu's eyes flicked across her lips as he explained, "It depends on where it came from. That monster isn't from the Demon Locking Tower."
"I see." Ming Yueyi nodded thoughtfully, "Brother, let me help you."
After saying that, she wanted to take out the gourd to help him.
He Wujiu reached out to stop her, his deep eyes etched with gentle refusal, "No need, Junior Sister. You should go back first. I'll go after the escaped demon later."
Her cultivation level is regressing, and if she still stays by his side, she will become a burden.
Mingyueyi understood the meaning of his words and did not insist on staying here to burden him. She nodded with a gentle look.
She handed him the jade gourd in her hand and said, "Well, okay, be careful, brother. If you encounter anything, let us know."
He Wujiu nodded and looked at her slim back as she turned and walked out.
Until it disappears, a faint fragrance remains in the air.
He Wujiu lowered his eyes and stared at the wound on his finger where he had sucked and the bleeding had stopped.
The wound was neatly cut, not caused by the teeth of a monster or the sharp demonic energy, but more like... a sword wound.
He gently twisted his fingertips, and the woman's soft lips seemed to still be attached to them.
"Junior sister, did you discover something?"
The dim light in the tower cast a shadow on the tall and handsome young man. He had a deep and upright face, and the corners of his lips were raised for no reason.
The other side.
Ming Yueyi, who had just walked out of the tower, suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked up at the tall tower behind him. His fair cheeks were shining with golden light, and his eyes flashed with thought.
She had deliberately let go of his hand in the tower just now, and when his hand brushed against her shoulder, it was not the monster that injured her, but the scars she had secretly scratched on his fingers with a sword.
Later, she took the initiative to suck his fingertips in an ambiguous and teasing manner. She did it on purpose, but something seemed wrong.
There was a strong smell of blood on He Wujiu's body, as if the wound had burst.
Is he injured?
Mingyueyi carefully recalled his expression just now. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his face was handsome. He didn't look weak, but instead had a faint red color after the kiss.
Perhaps it was just an illusion. Ming Yueyi suppressed his thoughts and left the Demon Locking Tower.
It's still early.
Mingyueyi told his master about the monster he encountered in the Demon Locking Tower today.
At that time, Daojun Juezhen was burning incense. He paused for a moment after hearing this, then continued burning incense and asked her, "Did you go to the Demon Locking Tower with Wujiu?"
Mingyueyi nodded.
Daoist Master Juezhen suddenly thought of something and put down the pole. He said, "I'll inform the Sect Master about this. By the way, do you know where your junior brother is these days?"
Daoist Master Juezhen asked Pu Yuemin, "It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time."
Ming Yueyi shook his head, his expression calm: "I don't know, but he is in seclusion."
"Forget it." Daoist Master Juezhen sighed, "You should go back first."
"Disciple, I'll take my leave."
Mingyueyi left Zhengyang Palace.
It was already late when we returned to the cave.
It's already midnight.
It was so dark outside that you couldn't see your hand in front of you, but a little crane was perched on the windowsill.
Mingyueyi got down from the couch and leaned against the window, pointing at the crane and heard He Wujiu's voice.
——Junior sister, I have found the monster’s trail and reported it to the master. I have now returned to the cave, so don’t worry.
Ming Yueyi said to Xian He, "As long as you are safe, brother, go to bed early."
The crane gained her spiritual power, spread its wings and flew out of the window into the night moon.
The moonlight is cool.
Ming Yueyi had no intention of going to the dark room. He meditated in the room and practiced. In the middle of meditation, he felt dizzy for no apparent reason.
She thought that she was too eager for quick success and her body was not able to cope with the excessive spiritual energy, so she gave up refining the spiritual energy accumulated last night and lay down with her clothes on.
In the middle of the night, she always felt something crawling on her legs, and something heavy pressing on her abdomen, as cold as some kind of reptile.
He slowly pressed his scarlet tongue against her skin and kissed it obsessively.
It's not kissing, it's sniffing.
Mingyueyi could feel the tip of his nose rubbing against her face, like a domestic dog smelling a scent from its owner that didn't belong to it, and the fangs that it usually hid were exposed.
"What's that smell?"
"It's not the soapnut that Senior Sister always uses..."
"no……"
As he smelled it, his tone gradually changed, no longer as gentle and lingering as before. It was as if the cold jade in his mouth had melted, and a chill emerged from between his teeth.
"Senior Sister, where does this smell come from?"
"The smell of men is so strong, so strong that it's disgusting."
Mingyueyi was awakened by a strange smell. When she opened her eyes, she saw the young man who was supposed to be imprisoned in the dark room. His black hair was disheveled, his skin and bones were pale, and there was a long iron chain dragging around his neck. He was staring at her gloomily and coldly.
Pu Yuemin? !
Ming Yueyi woke up instantly and reached out to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it over his head.
The young man turned over and lay on top of her. His dark eyes seemed to be filled with gloom and dark water. His usually gentle tone turned cold: "Senior Sister, where did you get this scent from? Who did you have skin-to-skin contact with?"
He did not have the embarrassment of a prisoner at all. Instead, when he was not smiling, he looked like the calm before the storm, and his stare made her scalp tingle.
Ming Yueyi frowned and struggled with her wrists: "What's that smell? Let me go."
Pu Yuemin turned a deaf ear to her struggle, leaned over and pressed the tip of his tall nose against the dimple on her cheek, coldly sniffing the agarwood fragrance that permeated her skin.
It was strong, and even though she had bathed, the scent of agarwood still lingered.
He lowered the tip of his nose to her neck again, pressing against the throbbing veins.
"Senior Sister... there are some here too."
Mingyueyi's heart seemed to stop at once.
She was sure that Pu Yuemin really smelled it and was not going to blast her.
She had washed it repeatedly with soap nuts after returning, so how could he still smell it? But what good could he do if he could smell it?
Ming Yueyi lifted her eyelids and stared into his gloomy and beautiful eyes frankly and said, "Big Brother gave me the ointment today, and I tried it."
"Just tried it?" Pu Yuemin looked at her intently.
"Of course, it's not what you think it is." Ming Yueyi's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she tried to pull her hand away again, "Let go, it hurts."
Pu Yuemin's eyes swept across her face which showed pain. Although he knew that the force was just right and would not hurt, he still let go obediently.
With his hands free, Mingyueyi reached out and pushed the man sitting astride him away, asking him directly, "You knocked me unconscious and got me in here?"
Pu Yuemin leaned his face against the pillow, his eyes fixed on her.
The soul-locking chain was useless to him, but she wanted him to stay in there, so he stayed in there obediently. However, she didn't come tonight.
Mingyueyi knew from his expression that he could be released freely.
This feeling of being unable to grasp something is not good.
Especially since the sect competition is coming up in a few days, she doesn't want any accidents to happen at this time.
She sneered at him, "If you go out again, don't come back."
Hearing this, the young man, who had been cold and stern just now, showed a trace of grievance in his eyes. His slender pale fingers wrapped around the chain, and his tone returned to the lingering tone of the past: "But I miss Senior Sister so much, I miss her so much."
He used the word "I miss you so much" several times in a lingering manner, trying to express his longing for her and let her see it clearly.
Mingyueyi was unmoved and looked at his boyish posture and expression coldly.
The monster in front of him seemed willing to be locked up here, but in fact it was not obedient at all.
Similarly, he might not watch her and He Wujiu getting along so well. He would definitely not go crazy like he did just now, and might even leave early.
She didn't want to start over again. She was tired of being sacrificed to the sword and tired of being in this world.
She wants to go back.
No matter if she steals, robs, cheats or deceives others, she will go back.
Ming Yueyi raised her bright eyes and looked at the young man lying on the couch, emitting the scent of death.
He was also looking at her, with red tears in the corners of his eyes, looking eerie like a ghost who had been dead for thousands of years.
Ming Yueyi suppressed her subconscious fear of him and uttered a soft voice through her red lips: "Pu Yuemin."
Because she had rarely heard his name called in such a tone, even when he was still her junior apprentice, Pu Yuemin was stunned.
Seeing that he was motionless, even his rapid breathing stopped abruptly, and he became a beautiful corpse without life, Ming Yueyi suppressed the numbness and boredom she had felt towards him for some time and walked forward.
She stood in front of him, the cool fragrance from her clothes becoming stronger as she slowly leaned over and lifted his pale jaw.
The blood beads that were about to fall hung on his long eyelashes, trembling slightly as he raised his eyes blankly.
She asked, "Junior brother, do you want to practice dual cultivation with me for a long time and become a Taoist couple?"
Make a covenant, be a companion on the path, and be together forever.
I formed a Taoist partnership with my senior sister and stayed together for a long time. Every word we spoke became as sweet as honey.
Pu Yuemin stared at her with his pupils fixed, and slowly opened his lips: "I do."
Ming Yueyi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her sweet voice was filled with a curious tenderness: "Then you just stay here obediently for a while, okay? After I finish dealing with things outside, I will take you out, and we will form a pact and become Taoist companions, okay?"
Because of her words, the dark mud eyes that looked at him seemed to be filled with thousands of stars. "Okay, I will wait for you here obediently."
Ming Yueyi's eyes showed satisfaction, but he was still worried and repeated: "Don't go out even once, understand?"
"Yeah." The young man had black hair and fair skin, and smiled sweetly.
Ming Yueyi didn't know whether this sentence would be of any use to him, but she suddenly remembered the memory of her first life. She seemed to have used the same tone to coax Pu Yuemin.
Pu Yuemin seemed to have really listened to it, and even after his death, he did not utter a word.
Although she didn't know whether the young man in front of her was still her original junior fellow apprentice 'Pu Yue Min', she thought it was probably not much different.
After dealing with the trouble, Mingyueyi was about to go out. Just as she let go of his chin, she was suddenly held by a cold and slender hand.
She looked over and saw that the boy was like a tamed pet, gently pressing his face against her palm and rubbing it gently.
His breath was as cold as silk, rubbing against her skin: "Senior Sister, I'm so good, how will you reward me?"
Mingyueyi's fingertips froze, and even the expression on his face froze.
She didn't think that his flirting behavior was meant to indicate what he wanted. The two of them lay on the same couch, covered with the same quilt and slept peacefully.
"Next time, I need to see if you are really obedient." Ming Yueyi remained calm and pulled out his hand that was numb from being rubbed.
Pu Yuemin looked up at her from the tip of her finger, slowly curling his lips to reveal a strange smile.
"Okay, I'll be good."
Ming Yueyi nodded, not wanting to stay here, so she turned around, picked up the bamboo lantern hanging on the wall, and walked up the stairs holding up her skirt.
In the dark room without light, the only sound left was the sparks from the stove in the middle.
Pu Yuemin looked at her back, the strange smile in his eyes became more intense, and her long black hair that was winding softly on the couch seemed to come alive, scattered in all directions in a mess.
The couch was soon covered with silky black hair, and his figure remained like a stone sculpture.
"When Senior Sister coaxed me... she was so cute——"
A light sneer dissipated in the crackling of burning sparks.
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Ever since Pu Yuemin smelled the scent on her body last time, she has never been there again.
Not only for one night, but also for several days afterwards.
Recently she has been busy investigating monsters with He Wujiu.
The monster that appeared in the Demon Locking Tower should still be hidden among the disciples, and there is only half a month left before the sect competition. If the monster is not found, something big might happen in this sect competition.
He Wujiu said this to her, his eyes full of pity for all living beings in the world.
Ever since the incident at the Demon Locking Tower, the two of them had been writing to each other frequently. He had also gradually become different from usual, often telling her about his worries.
He Wujiu has great ambitions. He wants the world to be free of demons, and one day there will be peace in the world, and everyone can live an ordinary and happy life.
Ming Yueyi would never deny his words, but would always confirm his words: "It will definitely work."
He Wujiu smiled when he saw this and touched her head, but there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he already knew her answer.
Ming Yueyi turned her head and walked out of his palm: "By the way, Senior Brother, didn't you say that it might be possible to find the escaped monster?"
What happened in the Demon Locking Tower cannot be told to outsiders except for a few peak masters and sect elders for fear of causing trouble and unnecessary panic.
The sect leader then handed the matter over to two people to investigate, and Mingyueyi has been investigating it for several days now.
Because the monster was cunning and their appearance was not clear, the two had no clues.
In the early morning, He Wujiu suddenly heard a message from a crane, saying that she had a clue, so she rushed to the Lusen Cave.
Did he have any clues? Mingyue speculated on the young man's expression.
He Wujiu's suspended hand paused slightly, then he calmly put it down and said, "I've found some clues from the traces left in the Demon Locking Tower. Perhaps it's related to Junior Sister."
Mingyueyi was surprised: "Is it related to me?"
"Yeah." He Wujiu's eyes swept across her red lips that were slightly opened in surprise. Her lips were stained red and her tongue was like cloves, which made people recall what happened in the Demon Locking Tower that day.
The fingertips seemed to still have the softness of the woman's lips.
He looked away and said calmly, "The monsters probably came from Yun Town. Their aura is not much different from what was left in Yun Town back then. I think that maybe when the magic circle in Yun Town was broken, the monsters inside didn't die, but used some trick to escape."
Ming Yueyi sat on a stone bench, supporting her chin with one hand, and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
He Wujiu explained to her, "When we first entered Yun Town, I went to investigate anomalies. I once tracked a fox demon and retained her demonic aura. However, our memories were tampered with at that time, and you became the eldest daughter of the Ming Mansion and were forced into a coffin. When I rushed to save you, I killed the demon in the coffin and fought with the deceased young master of the Ming Mansion who had been infected with demonic aura and transformed. Later, I killed the fox demon and broke the formation. I thought these demons were dead, but now I encounter a familiar aura, and it suddenly occurs to me that they can tamper with memories and transform, so they must be helped by demons or people, and they may not be truly dead."
Ming Yueyi understood: "So, Senior Brother has always believed that the monster in Yun Town is not dead?"
He Wujiu nodded, his brows and eyes calm. "Yes, so before I went to Futu Sea, I also went to Yun Town once. Because I didn't notice anything unusual at the time, I didn't take it seriously and just thought it was an overthinking. But this time, after returning from the Demon Locking Tower, I thought carefully and found that there was a hint of death in the demonic energy."
Ming Yueyi pondered for a moment, "Big Brother, are you saying this demon was created by a monster that escaped from Yunzhen?"
"Yes." He did not deny it.
After hearing this, although Mingyueyi had many grievances against He Wujiu, he had to admit that He Wujiu was very smart.
The monsters in Yun Town were indeed not dead. The fox demon escaped later and was eliminated by her. Even Ming Yi appeared not long ago.
Now, he was able to determine that the demon was Ming Yi based solely on a wisp of demonic energy filled with a cold and deadly aura. Even she was able to confirm it only after she figured it out last night and tried to use the remaining aura of a tracking talisman left on Ming Yi's body.
He only encountered it once and then he figured it out.
"No wonder everyone says that the eldest brother will be the leader of the righteous path and the favored one with the greatest hope of ascending to the upper realm." She squinted her eyes, and the dimples on her lips appeared again.
He Wujiu had been accustomed to being praised since childhood, but the words coming out of her mouth subtly made the corners of his lips curl up: "Junior sister, you are too kind. You don't show any surprise. Didn't you guess it?"
Mingyue Yi was contemptuous.
When she first came to this other world, she followed He Wujiu. He personally taught her every move of the initial martial arts. He knew her too well, and she could rarely hide things from him.
Ming Yueyi didn't show any embarrassment at being exposed. Instead, he blinked and asked, "So what does Senior Brother think now?"
"Don't you know it too? A little fox." He Wujiu smiled and suddenly called out a name he hadn't called out for a long time.
He Wujiu used to call her that often, but it seemed like he hadn't heard it for many years.
The dimples on Mingyueyi's lips faded. "If you ask me, Senior Brother, you'll know what I mean. Perhaps it's not what you think."
If she were the same girl as before, she would definitely suggest going to Yun Town with him again, or working together to catch monsters.
He Wujiu also thought so, so when he heard her sudden question, he couldn't help but ask, "Junior sister, what do you mean?"
Ming Yueyi supported his chin, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "What I mean is that Senior Brother and I become Taoist companions."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's slender fingers on the table curled up subconsciously, and his clear face showed a rare confusion.
Become...a Taoist partner with my junior sister?
Ming Yueyi liked to see him show this kind of expression. The corners of her lips curled up cunningly, and she said in a sudden turn of events: "I know that Senior Brother might have someone else in his heart. The Taoist partner I mentioned is not a real Taoist partner, but a show for Mingyi."
He Wujiu looked at her.
Her red lips moved softly, "I believe that Senior Brother summoned me because he has already realized that the reason Ming Yi is here is because he still regards me as his beloved sister, so he wants to use me as bait to catch him. However, Senior Brother, I think we may have a faster and better way."
Ming Yi appeared beside her once, but he did not regard her as his sister, but as the enemy who caused him to be separated from his sister. He Wujiu did not know this and wanted to use her as bait.
She would not go on such a dangerous journey, so she tampered with his already hesitant thoughts and used another excuse to complete the plot.
The reason why she became a Taoist partner with He Wujiu was because he had a dispute with Xia Niang, and she unintentionally became a stepping stone between the two, so she became his Taoist partner.
And now, perhaps because she was not between the two of them, the sect competition was about to start, and there was no dispute between him and Xia Niang, she wanted to use this method to make up for it.
Ming Yueyi's eyes were clear, and she added: "We are just fake Taoist companions. If you are worried, you can explain it to others after the matter is accomplished." But whether others believed it or not by then would have nothing to do with her.
He Wujiu lowered his eyes in thought, tapping lightly on the stone table with his long fingers.
Mingyueyi waited patiently, and he finally agreed to this response.
After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say, Junior Sister."
Mingyueyi lightly pressed the corners of her eyes.
The morning light fell on her rosy face, and her eyes were like shining black jade.
He Wujiu's gaze fell on her face, and he subconsciously raised his hand to capture her light.
Ming Yueyi stood up first and said, "Since you've agreed, I won't bother you any more. I'll go back and prepare to explain to Master."
"Yeah." He Wujiu remained calm, withdrew his hand and dropped it on his knees, watching Mingyueyi walking away with a calm look.
The untouched light seemed to itch at the fingertips.
Until Xia Niang sat charmingly on the stone bench where she had just sat, imitated her posture, and said, "What is Wu Jiu thinking about?"
He Wujiu turned his head and looked at Xia Niang coldly: "Who allowed you to sit on her stone bench?"
After she finished speaking, a ray of light flashed across her temples, and she fell to the ground.
Before Xia Niang could get angry, she saw He Wujiu had picked up the stone stool, placed it on the stone table, and wiped it carefully with a snow-white silk handkerchief.
When Xia Niang saw him like this, her eyes suddenly turned, she was no longer angry, and covered her lips to suppress her sarcasm.
There is no one in this world more hypocritical than He Wujiu.
Want to form a pact with Mingyueyi and leave her behind?
Absolutely not.
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Previously, a green snake demon appeared in the bamboo forest at the foot of Qingyun Sect Mountain. Later, it escaped from He Wujiu and never appeared again.
Everyone thought that the monster was seriously injured and would not commit any more crimes within the sect.
But recently the snake demon appeared again. At first, it lured the monks into the bamboo forest and sucked their spiritual energy. Although the monks’ spiritual power was exhausted, at least they still had their lives. This time, the snake demon seemed to be taking revenge.
Not only were the spiritual energy of the monks who were lured into the bamboo forest sucked out of their bodies, but even their flesh was eaten by the snake demon, and their bones were discarded outside the bamboo forest.
Such provocative behavior naturally caused panic among the people, so Master Fu Xiufeng sent his disciples with high cultivation to eliminate the monster.
Fu Xiufeng's eldest disciple Xiao Bin had been waiting in the bamboo forest for many days, setting up a magic circle. He was about to catch the snake demon, but in the end it escaped.
Fortunately, the tracking talisman he wrote was the most sensitive. Once it was touched, even if it was thousands of miles away, as long as there was a trace of evil spirit, he would definitely detect it.
So Xiao Bin followed the scent and chased after him.
But as he followed closer, he found that the snake demon disappeared at Fenjing Peak.
Just when he was wondering if he had made a mistake, he suddenly saw a woman in green clothes walking gracefully and hugging someone, acting like a pair of mandarin ducks.
Xiao Bin thought that the disciples of Fen Jing Peak were practicing dual cultivation. Although he was extremely disgusted with this way of practice, he did not want to disturb them. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes caught a glimpse of a green snake tail under the woman's skirt.
Isn't this the monster he's looking for? !
Xiao Bin cast a spell the moment he saw the snake's tail.
The talisman hit the snake demon's back, and she suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes full of evil.
Xiao Bin knew this woman. She was the chief disciple of Fenjing Peak and a mortal woman brought back from outside by He Wujiu. He never imagined that she would be a snake demon.
Xia Niang didn't expect that he would catch up so quickly. She didn't care about the monk who was about to be eaten. She retracted her fangs while he was stunned and instantly disappeared into the ground.
Seeing that she was trying to escape, Xiao Bin hurriedly chased after her.
Xia Niang was already seriously injured and had to rely on absorbing the spiritual power from the monks to suppress it. Now that Xiao Bin was chasing her so relentlessly, she became angry and turned into her original form.
The ten-foot-long tail swept towards Xiao Bin fiercely, and he was almost injured. The young man who appeared behind him at some point grabbed his back with a sword.
Xiao Bin steadied himself and looked at him gratefully. Before he could say thank you, his throat was suddenly cut by the sword.
The young man was hanging on the tree, his white robe spotless. He did not look at Xiao Bin who had already lost his breath, but looked slowly and calmly at Xia Niang who was not far away.
"Xia Niang, I am very distressed that you are so disobedient."
Xia Niang trembled as she retracted her snake tail, transformed into a human form, and knelt on the ground: "Daoist Master Wujiu, I, I really can't stand it anymore, so I ate a few monks at the foot of the mountain."
She said pitiful words to beg for mercy, but she didn't agree in her heart.
She had been carrying rotten meat for He Wujiu for some time and had never eaten a human being. Her cultivation was also declining step by step. It was not a big deal for her to go out and eat a few cultivators.
But this time He Wujiu was not as easy to talk to as usual.
He looked at the dead monk on the ground calmly and sighed softly, "He died here, how can I explain it? My junior sister just agreed to form a pact with me, but the matter has not yet been completed. Xia Niang, you have caused me a lot of trouble."
After he finished speaking, his gaze fell gently on Xia Niang, and he asked softly, "Xia Niang, did you do this on purpose? Did you not want Junior Sister to form a bond with me? Did you want her to discover that you're a snake demon? Or did you want her to discover that I raise a demon, or... something else?"
Although Xia Niang had intended to let Ming Yueyi find out, she didn't expect He Wujiu to associate it this way, especially the last sentence.
Although his tone was as gentle as usual, it already contained a hint of murderous intent.
If a fellow disciple of the sect could be killed at will, how long could she, a container, survive?
Xia Niang found that her actions had touched his sore spot, even though he still needed her.
He Wujiu saw what she was thinking, and he descended from the tree. He walked up to her and asked condescendingly, "Xia Niang, do you think you are irreplaceable?"
Although Xia Niang thought so in her heart, she bent down even lower: "No, no."
So she didn't see the young man above her head smiling.
He nodded, raised his sword to her head, and said, "Xia Niang, you are not irreplaceable. It's just that I came to you because of some old things."
What old story?
She had never met He Wujiu before, and she only met him when he came to Futu Sea.
Xia Niang felt inexplicably uneasy and wanted to look up, but the tip of the sword had already cut through her cheek, and spiritual power was injected into her swollen veins.
Xia Niang rolled on the ground in excruciating pain.
He Wujiu looked at her, and when the demonic veins in her body were pierced by the sword intent, he slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.
"By this time, Junior Sister should have finished her training."
He Wujiu summoned the spirit servants to drag away the corpse on the ground, as well as Xia Niang who was struggling in pain.
After the bloodstains on the ground were cleaned, He Wujiu had also wiped the bloodstains off the sword and once again became a swordsman with clear wind and bright moon.
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