"You're going to marry me in seven days, which is the day after the sect competition. Isn't that a bit hasty? Is it still too late to prepare now?"
At night, Yan Ying leaned on Cen Ji's shoulder and played with his long hair in her hands.
"Don't worry, I have been preparing to marry you for seven years." Cen Ji gently stroked Yan Ying's head.
He had been planning their wedding for a long time.
He had ordered the embroiderer to embroider one wedding dress after another, and he had even personally selected all the dishes to be prepared for the wedding banquet.
"We already have dozens of wedding gowns. Tomorrow we will return to the Demon Realm and you can choose them yourself."
"The dishes for the wedding banquet are also selected according to your taste." Cen Ji said softly.
Yan Ying looked up at Cen Ji in disbelief.
I didn't expect that he wanted to marry her so early.
Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji, nodded woodenly without saying anything, and continued to lean in Cen Ji's arms.
She sniffed, her eyes sore.
In the past, she did everything alone. At that time, she hoped so much that there was someone who could care about her more and show more concern for her. However, until she died and traveled into the book, these wishes were never fulfilled.
However, she never expected that in the world of the book, the things that were once out of her reach could be obtained so easily.
Here, she not only has teachers and friends, she also has silence.
"Cen Ji, I find... I can't live without you." Yan Ying whispered. "I really love you."
"The future is still long, you will love me more, and so will I." Cen Ji said softly with a smile on his lips.
Yan Ying snuggled into Cen Ji's neck, wiped her tears, and hugged Cen Ji's hands tightly.
Cen Ji was right, they still had a long future ahead of them.
They will be happy forever.
…
That night, the wind blew back into the empty valley, the crescent moon disappeared in the clouds, dark clouds slowly covered the top of the mountain, and crows cried in the valley.
A purple mist lingered at the mountain gate of Guiyun Sect. After a moment, it condensed into a ball. When the mist dissipated, a figure appeared.
The woman in purple stood outside the mountain gate, looked up at the words "Guiyun Sect" on the stone gate and smiled indifferently.
"Hong Ning, you never thought that I could come back alive today." Qiu Yuan smiled contemptuously.
Not only does she want to stay alive, she also wants to destroy the world that Hong Ning is trying so hard to protect.
It’s a pity that the leader of Guiyun Sect is no longer Hong Ning, otherwise she would make him watch her slaughter his disciples with his own eyes.
Sadly, she was blinded by greed and actually believed that Hong Ning, the heartless man, would fall in love with her. He set a trap for her and locked her up in the Guiyun Sect's Soul Gathering Tower for three years.
She originally thought that Hong Ning was after her demonic power, but she never expected that he would hand her over to all the sects in the world and send her to the Fuzhou Demon Locking Tower, where she would be kept for decades.
"How could a mere Demon Locking Tower hold me captive?" Qiu Yuan chuckled, transforming into a wisp of purple mist and escaping into the Guiyun Sect. "Since you've allowed me to escape, it's time for the Nine Provinces to repay the debt they owe me."
In Guiyun Sect, all the patrolling disciples fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices and died.
Qiu Yuan, dressed in purple, landed steadily on the ground, the copper bells on her ankles jingling.
…
Cen Ji noticed the unusual movement and frowned slightly. After comforting the sleeping Yan Ying, he quietly got out of bed.
Qi Jiang was already waiting outside the door. "My Lord, it's that big monster again."
"Send troops to surround Guiyun Sect now and make it impossible for him to escape." Cen Ji said coldly.
"There's no need to make such a fuss." A gentle voice sounded from all around.
"You are the new Lord of the Demon Realm, but you are still a little inferior to your father."
Cen Ji frowned, raised his hand and threw a ban behind him to block Yan Ying's door.
"Hehehe... Do you think you can protect her? There's nothing I can't get what I want."
"What do you want?" Cen Ji said in a cold voice.
"The person in the room has a mutated spiritual root that is rarely seen in a century. This seat wants her spiritual root."
"Dream on." A strong wind blew between Cen Ji's hands, bone poison poured out, and a huge pressure spread in all directions.
Cen Ji did not hold back. He had to kill the monster today and not leave any hidden danger for the little ghost.
"I said, you can't stop me." Qiu Yuan appeared in the air, with nine huge fox tails swaying behind her.
Cen Ji sneered and strengthened the spiritual power in his hand. Qi Jiang also set up a formation to resist the attack.
After several attacks, there was already sweat on Cen Ji's forehead.
On the other hand, Qiu Yuan's expression remained the same, with a smug look on his face.
"Even your father is not my match, how can you be worthy enough?" Qiu Yuan looked at the two people on the ground with contempt.
"Don't talk big too soon." Cen Ji said coldly.
He couldn't take the monster's life today, but she had been in a stalemate with him for so long without using her full strength to deal with him. It seemed that she didn't have much strength left, and she was not sure that she could defeat him.
"Hehehe..." Qiu Yuan looked at the buildings around Guiyun Sect with his narrow eyes.
The fight just now caused quite a commotion. I think people from Guiyun Sect will come to investigate soon.
It was true that she wanted revenge, but now was not the time.
What she wanted was the lives of all the cultivators in Jiuzhou. She could not expose her actions too early. She wanted to wait for a day when all the cultivators in the world would gather together, catch them all in one fell swoop, and make public what Hong Ning had done.
She hid in Yuan Huizong's cell and dealt with Qiu Tianchuan for such a long time, just to let the world know that many people in the sect are villains who would make deals with demons.
"Today I will spare your lives and let you live a few more days. You won't be so lucky next time." Before Qiu Yuan finished speaking, his body turned into purple mist and dissipated.
Cen Ji withdrew his spiritual power and his steps staggered a little.
"My Lord, are you okay?" Qi Jiang hurried forward to support him.
"No problem." Cen Ji shook his head.
He didn't expect that this demon would be so powerful. With her cultivation level, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to take his life. He was indeed lucky today.
"Don't let her know what happened today." Cen Ji ordered softly.
"I understand." Qi Jiang nodded. He naturally knew who the master was talking about.
Inside the house, Yan Ying heard the door open, and then she lay down on the bed and pretended to be asleep.
She had just heard it all.
That demon should be the one that appeared in her room. She must have practiced for at least tens of thousands of years. What does it want to do with her spiritual roots?
This time, does Cen Ji want to hide it from her and face it alone?
She would never give him such a chance again.
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