Chapter 63 Mission Progress 100% "I know you lied to me"...
Yin Zhiyi smelled the stench of a rotting corpse, which caused a shiver on the back of her neck, and the cold blade came towards her through the wind.
"bite--"
Yan Shiman's sword collided with the tip of the knife, sparks flew, and the knife was thrown out. The moment it fell to the ground, it turned into a ball of black gas and disappeared, leaving only a ball of puppet thread. Yan Shiman's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was extremely cold, like ice piercing the bones.
Yin Zhiyi didn't expect that Ji Changfeng actually wanted to plant puppet threads for her. Thinking of those puppets with gray faces, disgusting and rotten bodies, she immediately felt her stomach churning.
Ji Changfeng's face was full of interest. He stroked Shen Qiushui's wrist with his fingertips, looked at the two people standing one after the other, and suddenly smiled: "Why are you so nervous? It's just a small puppet technique, exactly the same as yours."
He looked at Yan Shiman with temptation in his eyes: "My words last time still count. As long as you are willing to come back to me, I can forgive you. Isn't it good for us to be together as a family?"
Yan Shiman stared at him with narrow eyes, and finally uttered a few words coldly: "This puppet is not her."
Ji Changfeng was expressionless when he heard this: "You blame me for turning you and your mother into puppets? But Ah Man, sometimes people have no choice. If she hadn't wanted to leave, how could I have done such a thing?"
He looked at the gray-faced, obedient, and cold puppet beside him. He stroked her cheek inch by inch with his fingers, sniffed the puppet's hair obsessively, and a strange sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.
There was an undisguised possessiveness in his eyes, even madness: "Puppet... Puppet is good, it can't go anywhere... and can't leave me..." His voice was so gentle that it made people indulge in it, but the words he said made people feel cold in their spine.
Yin Zhiyi felt that this person was mentally ill. It was really embarrassing to snatch things from a mentally ill person. It was either discrimination or a little crazy.
Her eyes fell on the peacock feather in Ji Changfeng's hand, and she deliberately angered him: "Why do you have to deceive yourself? When she died, this body was no longer hers."
Bang--
The stone wall on the other side suddenly exploded. Ji Changfeng was almost furious and made hand gestures. His eyes were bloodshot, but he also had some rationality: "Nonsense! Humph! Why not make you a puppet too..."
Yin Zhiyi found the right moment and threw a handful of yellow talismans. Almost instantly, crackling sounds were heard.
Ji Changfeng's arms were covered with bloody marks. He shouted angrily, "You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!"
Evil spirit gathered around him, and the other puppets stiffened their bodies and began to attack at the command.
Yan Shiman put his arm around Yin Zhiyi's waist and held her tightly in his arms. He dodged and moved sideways. Facing the puppets rushing towards him, he swung his sword and hit the back of the puppet's head, causing its brain to burst.
Yin Zhiyi could not see the disgusting scene in front of her, but she could hear the sound of the boy's heart beating violently. Her body tensed up involuntarily. She did not dare to move for fear of affecting Yan Shiman's moves. She could vaguely see his white jade neck and extremely clear jawline. As he accumulated strength, his veins bulged, and he inexplicably showed a bit of eroticism.
Ji Changfeng felt the blood pouring from his arm and the puppet on the ground being killed by Yan Shiman, and he could not suppress his anger.
Black mist suddenly appeared in his hands, and black lines began to appear on his body. They were hideous, twisted, forbidden lines that instantly covered his exposed skin.
Anyone who sees it will be scared.
Ji Changfeng didn't like the stigma of being an evil cultivator. It was like tearing off his jade-like skin and revealing his most disgusting side.
But he had no time to care about it at the moment, and the black mist in his hand coiled around him like a poisonous snake.
The evil spirit in Yan Shi's body was being lured away, and black lines began to appear on his body. The black lines squirmed and pulled under his skin, and a scarlet flash appeared in his eyes.
His face was pale and his lips were pursed into a straight line, but he still moved quickly and raised his hand to block the evil spirit out.
The two forces collided, the air suddenly twisted, and the black and red evil spirits were like two evil dragons, strangling each other with a shrill hissing.
boom--
Yin Zhiyi sensed something was wrong with Yan Shiman and wanted to look up, but before she could ask, "Are you okay?" her head was pushed back down again.
The boy said in a hoarse voice, "Don't look."
[I look disgusting now. The lady will be scared and hate me...]
This was the first voice Yin Zhiyi heard today.
She had mixed feelings for the moment, he... Well, she was pushed back, but she didn't resist in the end. Since he didn't want her to see it, she respected him.
Ji Changfeng sneered, and when he saw Yan Shiman's look, his words were extremely harsh: "I told you, you have my blood in you, we are the same kind of people, look at you now, you look like a freak, you don't even dare to show it to others, that's right, no one dares to approach you, even your mother thinks you are a monster, do you think anyone else will accept you? Her?"
He pointed at the person in Yan Shiman's arms and sneered, "You will regret it if you don't turn her into a puppet."
There was a hint of bloodthirsty red under the young man's eyes, and his eyes were cold and gloomy.
Yin Zhiyi couldn't believe her ears. No, she was still there. How could she try to sow discord without being around others?
She pushed the boy's chest, signaling him to put her down.
After being pushed by her, the boy's back became even tighter, and Yin Zhiyi felt that he was having trouble breathing.
She reminded anxiously: "Yan Shiman, let go quickly, cough cough——"
As soon as he let go, Yin Zhiyi quickly took two steps back, only then could he see the boy's current appearance clearly. His clothes were torn, and on his white jade skin, there were weird ink-colored lines, spreading like thorns to the corners of his eyes.
A pair of scarlet eyes were glowing with blood, and there seemed to be surging stormy waves in the eyes. The skin looked almost sickly pale against the messy black hair.
——Like a ghost seeking death.
And at this moment, the sexy ghost was staring at her.
Yin Zhiyi's heartbeat stopped for a moment.
Ji Changfeng seemed to have anticipated this scene and sighed, "Look, she will only stay away from you. Are you still going to be stubborn? You don't really think you can uphold the so-called justice like those crazy people of the Southern School of Heavenly Master, do you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? My feet are numb. Let me move them around." Yin Zhiyi retorted. She knew Yan Shiman was very sensitive, so she hurried forward and wanted to hold his hand, but he dodged her.
The young man stared at her with a look of aggrieved look, and Yin Zhiyi even wanted to reflect on whether she had done anything too much just now.
The young man lowered his eyes and said, "Miss, I don't believe what he said."
Yin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.
This kind of peaceful and calm scene was not what Ji Changfeng wanted to see. He didn't want it to be like this, but he was forced to do so.
Ji Changfeng's face was distorted and he was muttering something, but with every sentence he said, his lips became paler, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yan Shiman's whole body was trembling violently, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms. Yin Zhiyi realized something was wrong and wanted to come forward to help him, but was pushed away by Yan Shiman.
Yin Zhiyi: "Yan Shiman? Yan Shiman!"
The young man's eyes were hazy and he let out a half-roar from his throat. His bones creaked under the heavy burden and he half-knelt down in pain.
Yin Zhiyi took out the talisman paper, dripped blood on it, and made hand gestures.
But when it touched the boy's body, the talisman paper instantly turned into ashes.
A silver puppet thread grew out from the back of the boy's neck.
Yan Shi's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was trembling: "...Don't come near me."
He almost gritted his teeth when saying this, and then cast a spell to frame Yin Zhiyi in the protective net made of puppet silk again.
"Yan Shiman!" Yin Zhiyi was anxious. This shouldn't be the case. If there was a possibility of being controlled, normally, shouldn't Yan Shiman tell her?
Ji Changfeng raised his eyebrows and almost grinned: "Do you think you can really escape from my grasp? At the beginning, you stole the puppet silk from my blood, but don't forget that when you gave your mother half of the peacock feather, you used the broken bones stained with your own blood, and you didn't remove the puppet silk from the peacock feather."
The controlled puppets have puppet threads in every inch of their skin and blood, and anyone who gets touched by them will be entangled.
Originally, a tiny bit was not enough for him to completely control Yan Shiman, but he hated the fact that his possessions were out of control, so he still did it even if it cost him his essence and blood.
Ji Changfeng walked over happily and stepped hard on Yan Shiman's ankle, crushing it with such force that he almost broke the bone. This scene matched perfectly with his memories. The sharp bones pierced through the flesh, but the madman was still chattering.
"Peacock Feather, I have been looking for it for so long, but I didn't realize it was in the Imperial Jade Talisman. We are so similar as father and son. Qiu Shui hates me and you, but she still left it to you. Tsk, it really makes me jealous."
He approached Yan Shiman, and the light in the boy's eyes had completely gone out, leaving only indifference and dullness.
Ji Changfeng pulled the silver thread in his hand, and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Stand up."
The boy stood up obediently, his broken ankle bent backwards, the bone piercing his skin, and every step left a crooked trail of blood until he stood next to Ji Changfeng.
He threw a special dagger on the ground.
"Now, dig your heart out."
The young man picked up the dagger and, like a puppet, thrust it towards his chest without hesitation. The tip of the knife cut through his clothes, leaving a bloodstain on his heart that was even getting deeper. Blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
The doubts in Ji Changfeng's eyes disappeared, and he just quietly watched Yan Shiman's death. After all, puppets do not need to have life.
It only took a few breaths for Yin Zhiyi to go from questioning whether Yan Shiman was pretending to anxiously break through the protective shield.
The main thing is that if it was a little deeper, she was afraid something might really happen.
The moment she made her move, a piece of talisman also flew up.
Two pieces of talisman paper blocked the blade at the same time, pushing Yan Shiman's hand away.
Yin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see Bai Zhixing and his group.
"Sister Zhiyi!" Zhu Qingshan ran forward. They had destroyed all the centers of the formation, and now only this last one was missing. However, it was also the most difficult one to deal with.
They had just discovered that there were almost no guards at the core of the formation in other places, and there was not even a puppet. It seemed that they were deliberately released for them to destroy.
It seems that at the beginning, Ji Changfeng planned to guard only this one center of the formation. After all, as long as this one center is useful, the formation will definitely be activated.
But no one expected that Yan Shiman would be controlled.
Zhu Qingshan almost gnashed his teeth and cursed: "How despicable!"
Although he didn't like Yan Shiman, he had to admit that his fighting ability was still strong, and it was really difficult to deal with him when he was controlled by Ji Changfeng.
Silver threads flew out from Ji Changfeng's fingertips, and a dozen puppets around him rushed towards the people on the opposite side.
Everyone took out their own magical weapons. Although Bearded Man and Qiu Sanniang were not familiar with puppets, Bai Zhixing had instructed them to attack the back of the head specifically. For a moment, everyone cooperated with each other in a surprisingly tacit understanding.
There were too many people. Ji Changfeng had just consumed his energy and blood, and now he was controlling so many puppets. It was obvious that he was overwhelmed.
He turned his evil spirit into a knife, cut his palm, and blood dripped onto the ground.
Ji Changfeng smiled, but as he smiled, his expression became more ferocious and terrifying.
"Not good! He wants to activate the formation in advance!" Yin Zhiyi saw through his purpose almost instantly.
"You are so smart, but it's a pity that you can't get out." Ji Changfeng's smile seemed to be mocking these people's arrogance.
"You have one cup of tea, but unfortunately... you can't get away within this time."
He controlled Shen Qiushui and Yan Shiman to stand on his left and right behind him.
The silver thread on Ji Changfeng's fingertips moved slightly.
In an instant, everyone's expression changed and they looked at Ji Changfeng with almost horror.
Before Ji Changfeng's smile faded——
He lowered his head and found a scarlet spot on his chest. He turned around and met a pair of cold and hateful eyes. The blood-stained knife was still in Yan Shiman's hand.
"You!" Ji Changfeng almost roared. When he met those clear eyes, his face turned pale. How could it be possible? !
But the facts were before him. He felt the dull pain in his chest and cursed, "Even if you can break free from my shackles, you have my puppet threads in your body! Puppet Devourer, do you want to die?"
Yan Shiman spit out blood, sneered, and his eyes were fierce: "Why do you think I will die? But even if I die, I will kill you first."
The young man's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. He snatched the peacock feather from Ji Changfeng's hand, paused for a moment, wrapped the thing with puppet silk, and threw it to Bai Zhixing in the distance.
Bai Zhixing caught it steadily and looked at him with a complicated expression.
Everyone retreated towards the door of the dark room. Without Ji Changfeng's control, these puppets were like toddlers.
Zhu Qingshan kicked almost one person at a time and soon reached the door.
Yan Shiman turned around and saw Yin Zhiyi's pupils suddenly shrink. Her eyes fell on behind him. She hadn't finished speaking yet, but he understood. Feeling the sharp sword energy behind him, he turned sideways to avoid it, but the pain in his left foot made him slow down by half a beat.
A sword pierced his shoulder, and the bone collided with the sword tip, making a teeth-grinding sound.
Shen Qiu Shui's eyes were empty. While Yan Shiman was distracted, she mechanically and fiercely pulled the sword out of his body and stabbed it back in.
Yin Zhiyi rushed forward, kicked Shen Qiushui away and caught her. The blood directly dyed her clothes red. Shen Qiushui's sword turned around and slashed at her, but she dodged nimbly.
She always felt that the young man in her arms was extremely young, as if all the blood was about to be drained. She hurriedly tried to stop the bleeding and patted his face: "Yan Shiman, Yan Shiman!"
"Miss..." The boy's voice was very soft. He rubbed her hand like a kitten. Yin Zhiyi's eyes felt a little sore.
The formation runes on the soles of feet are appearing. It won’t be long before the formation is complete and everyone will die.
She supported Yan Shiman and said, "Let's go!"
Ji Changfeng coughed up blood, his eyes filled with hatred: "Leave? Do you think you can get away?" There was a pool of blood under him. The specially made dagger could be considered a magic weapon. His chest was completely pierced through. Now, even when he spoke, he had difficulty breathing, and blood kept flowing up from his throat.
"Even if I die... I will drag others here... to be buried with me, hahahaha." He has been preparing for so long. If he fails, not only him but the entire Northern School of Heavenly Masters will have no chance of recovery. If that is the case, it would be better for everyone to die together.
He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and the puppet thread no longer controlled the outer puppets, but focused on controlling Shen Qiu Shui.
A cup of tea will be up soon.
The formation barrier had even begun to slowly appear, with a blood-red halo rising around it.
Bai Zhixing and his group had already exited the secret door, and the formation was rising. Everyone at the door stretched out their hands to the two people, so that they could lend a hand as soon as someone came over.
The bearded man, Qiu Sanniang and Zhu Qingshan were all using magical weapons to attack Ji Changfeng and Shen Qiu Shui, trying to buy time for the two.
Bai Zhixing and Ji Ci were attacking the center of the formation and were ready to use the Peacock Feather at any time to break the formation.
Yin Zhiyi gritted his teeth and dodged Shen Qiu Shui's attack. Looking at Ji Changfeng who was still able to control the puppet even when being besieged, he cursed in his heart, this is the biggest villain in the book!
Fortunately, the two of them were not very far from the door.
Yan Shiman's eyes darkened, and he pressed his palm against Yin Zhiyi's lower back, pushing hard -
"Go out first."
Yin Zhiyi was almost thrown out and even spun in the air. She only realized it after she was caught by Zhu Qingshan.
His mind exploded for a moment, and the rising blood-colored array slowly separated the two of them.
"Yan Shiman! Come here quickly!"
Yin Zhiyi reached out and grabbed his hand, a hint of joy appeared on her face, but she didn't expect that the next second Yan Shiman's shoulders were tightly grasped by Shen Qiu Shui.
The puppets that have been refined have been strengthened physically, and their strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even when they were fighting before, they were able to move flexibly when facing the puppets and attack their weaknesses directly.
With this pull, half of Yin Zhiyi's body was pulled in.
Yan Shiman's pale face showed a rare trace of different emotions. He said anxiously: "Miss, let go!"
"I said I wouldn't abandon you! What are you doing?!"
Yin Zhiyi saw Yan Shiman and wanted to pry her hands apart, wishing he could slap him twice right now.
Zhu Qingshan grabbed Yin Zhiyi from behind, and the four of them almost formed a confrontation.
The blood-red color of the formation became increasingly intense.
Yin Zhiyi's body was pulled in half, and an idea flashed through her mind: "Zhu Qingshan, teleportation talisman!"
When the two men's eyes met, they were both delighted. The next second, Zhu Qingshan exclaimed as a long sword passed across his wrist. It was Ji Changfeng, and it was that special dagger!
Yin Zhiyi and Yan Shiman lost their support and fell into the formation.
In an instant, the blood drained from their faces.
The formation that is about to take shape has an effect that is almost the same as the one that has already been formed.
Moreover, compared to a formed formation, there is another danger, which is that it can suck people in like the eye of a storm.
Now, the two were no longer even near the exit and had been sucked all the way in.
Yan Shiman's eyes were filled with a complex emotion. He reached out and hugged Yin Zhiyi tightly, as if he was holding some rare treasure.
An indescribable feeling of bitterness spread over his heart. The young lady had just said that she would not abandon him... He was so despicable. The young lady risked her life to save him, but he was secretly delighted.
Why are you so nice to him? In this way, he really can't help it.
The moment Yin Zhiyi fell into the formation, her whole body was shaking and the chill rushed to her limbs and bones. She knew the power of this formation.
In the original plot, Zhu Qingshan died here, so she specially prepared a teleportation talisman for Zhu Qingshan. Unexpectedly, the plot turned out like this. It was not him who was needed, but herself! For a moment, I could only smile bitterly.
Then, she felt the warm breath coming from her ear: "Miss, don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Obviously, in such a situation, such words should seem pale and powerless, but for some reason, Yin Zhiyi heard a firmness in the words. It seemed that he was not comforting her, but could really protect her.
Her face suddenly turned pale: "You..."
Yan Shiman smiled at her and kissed the corner of her lips with an extremely pious look.
He cut his wrist without hesitation to let the blood flow.
Yin Zhiyi looked at the endless flow of blood. This man was like someone who wanted to die: "You are crazy!"
"Miss, do you remember? I have special blood. My blood, combined with puppet silk, has miraculous effects." Yan Shiman blinked at her weakly, trying to create a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
Different from all the previous protective shields, this one was blood red, not big, and tightly wrapped Yin Zhiyi inside.
The boy's skin was pale even more pale than a snowman. "I'm sorry, Miss. I don't have enough blood. I have to inconvenience you."
Boom——
A white light flashed, and the blood-colored array pattern collapsed inch by inch. The barrier was torn into pieces of light in the sky. Blood flowed from the corners of Bai Zhixing and Ji Ci's mouths. The two were almost sucked dry by the eye of the array. They knelt down with pale faces, both of them were on the verge of collapse.
Yin Zhiyi wiped her face and found that it was covered with tears.
When she heard that the formation was broken, she cried with joy.
Then, Ji Changfeng's distorted voice was heard: "The formation was actually destroyed by you! If I can't survive, you can't either!"
"Oh no! He's going to self-destruct!"
“Get out of the way!”
Yin Zhiyi was trapped in the airtight puppet thread and could not be seen at all. The last things she heard were these few words.
There was only a buzzing sound in my head.
——Then he was violently knocked down
The violent evil spirit came like a huge wave, sweeping over with the momentum to destroy everything.
Yin Zhiyi could only smell the blood and hear the muffled sound of bones breaking. Amid the roar, the puppet silk was peeled off by the impact. She opened her eyes and hot blood splashed on her face. For a moment, the world was spinning and her mind was blank.
System: [Ding Di——Xianyun County dungeon finale has been reached——]
Yin Zhiyi felt dizzy and her chest ached. She suddenly heard a mechanical sound and even suspected it was an illusion. She thought she would be ecstatic when she completed the task, but now she only felt endless panic.
The air wave dissipated, and she stood up tremblingly.
"Yan Shi..." Seeing that half of his body was soaked in blood and his breath was weak, Yin Zhiyi felt like there was something stuck in her throat. She tried frantically to stop his bleeding, but she was covered in blood and didn't know where to start.
"...Don't cry." The boy coughed and tried to wipe her tears with his fingertips, but he couldn't lift them.
Yin Zhiyi grabbed his hand and put her face forward: "Don't talk, don't talk..." She rummaged through the hemostatic medicine in her secret bag and almost dropped it on the ground several times.
But the electronic sound in my ears continued——
System: [After testing, the task completion rate has reached 100%, congratulations to the host! 】
System: [The book world is being settled. Pain shielding has been enabled for the host. In five seconds, the host will be teleported back to the real world. 】
The blood from the boy's body was gushing out as if it were free.
Yin Zhiyi couldn't stop crying. She never knew she could have so many tears: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."
He was barely breathing, and the blood foam from his lips had stained her fingertips red, but he still managed to force a smile: "Miss... are you... going to leave?"
Yin Zhiyi no longer understood what he was saying. She could only shake her head. The world was filled with blood.
The boy's pupils had begun to dilate, but he stared at her stubbornly, as if he wanted to carve her final appearance into his soul: "Miss... I know you lied to me, but... cough cough..."
Yin Zhiyi's vision was blurred by tears. Before she lost consciousness, the only thing she heard was "I know you lied to me".
System: [Five, four, three, two... zizi... zizi... data verification... retesting...]
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