Xue Chenjing had expected that his master would not be happy and would most likely stab him, so he was prepared.

But when this guess came true, when Yu Yi really stabbed him in the heart with a knife without hesitation, at that moment, the surging feeling in his heart still made him red-eyed. It was really disappointing. The 40% favorability did not make her hesitate for a moment.

Even if she hesitated for a moment, he would be satisfied.

Unfortunately, Yu Yi did not. The next moment she saw him clearly, she immediately grasped the sharp blade and stabbed him in the vitals. The tip of the sharp blade was clearly blocked outside his heart, but he still felt the pain.

Xue Chenjing held her wrist with one hand to block the tip of the knife pressing against his heart, and with the other hand he lifted her veil, his heart boiling with malice. In that case, let him see more of her losing control, let him see more of her hating him.

With a smile on his lips and a bit of restrained tears in his eyes, he deliberately said: "Master, does marrying me make you so angry? Are you so angry that you want to kill me? It's a pity that it's useless for you to be angry. We have already been married. This time we have really worshipped heaven and earth and become husband and wife."

"From now on, you are my wife. Master, um, no, should I change my name to call you Madam, or my wife? My wife, what should you do now?"

Yu Yi looked up at him. The fire in her body had already made her dizzy and almost unable to think. Hearing Xue Chenjing's weird and deliberately provocative words, it was like pouring oil on the fire and bursting out completely.

She deflected the blade and the blade faced upwards.

Zhuchun's fifth sword, the heart mirror.

The blade turned into a bright mirror, reflecting Xue Chenjing's appearance at close range. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and saw himself crying in the bright mirror, looking as useless as a bereaved dog.

Xue Chenjing threw away her veil, raised his hand to wipe his face, but did not feel any tears. He clearly did not cry, nor did he beg her!

"You lied..." Xue Chenjing's angry words were suddenly interrupted, and a fierce light flashed in front of his eyes. The sharp tip of the knife swept from bottom to top, straight to his throat.

Xue Chenjing finally let go of her wrist and hurriedly dodged. He avoided the most fatal part, but was still cut by her knife light. A bloodstain extended from the left side of the lower jaw to the cheek, and bright red blood slowly seeped out.

With a clang.

Yu Yi threw away the unsuitable dagger, and with a flash of light in her hand, she replaced it with her own green bamboo sword. Her boiling fighting spirit caused the sword to emit bursts of buzzing sounds, and the white mark in the middle was so bright that it was dazzling.

The blood on Xue Chenjing's face became beads and dripped down his chin. He groaned in pain, his fingers hanging on the side of his face, wanting to touch but not daring to.

The wound could not heal, she used the sword of the heart to hurt him.

The memory of being chopped off by the Heart Sword again and again came to mind. Xue Chenjing was shaking all over. He retreated to the corner of the wall, looked at her sword in fear, and said in disbelief: "Do you really want to kill me?"

The answer to him was another ruthless sword chopped off by Yu Yi.

The ghosts and monsters outside the house couldn't help but stir. They coveted the power of Xue Chenjing, but were also afraid of his power. They were lurking outside the house, looking forward to them killing each other, watching and waiting, waiting for him to become weak before rushing up and eating him.

A white shadow emerged from the sea of ​​​​sinking flowers, flashing across the trees on the island like lightning, and the wind it brought blew up the petals on the ground. At some point, the rain on the Shenhua Sea stopped, and the sun peeked out from the clouds.

The hound flew across the courtyard, and the terrifying demonic aura on its body frightened the monsters in the courtyard and made them prostrate themselves again.

It crashed in through the window, baring its sharp fangs, and its flying saliva instantly melted a large area of ​​the surrounding furnishings, and burned several holes on the ground, and pounced towards Yu Yixiong fiercely.

Xue Chenjing quickly grabbed its ears and pressed it back into his arms.

The hound was not as obedient as the ground demon and the bone demon. It was full of fighting spirit, and was suddenly stopped by someone. Even the owner who summoned it did not show mercy. It smelled the scent of blood and bit Xue Chenjing's shoulder.

Xue Chenjing slapped it with a seal, turning its body into a dark demonic breath, which was sucked into the magic circle.

As soon as the 犼 disappeared, Yu Yi's sword slashed in front of him. Xue Chenjing rolled and crawled to dodge, and the blood on his face dripped everywhere. The muddy mist surged out and followed him to lick the blood on the ground. Xue Chenjing

was in pain and angry, and shouted loudly: "Yu Yi! You don't want to marry me, do you want to marry that ghost king as a concubine?"

Yu Yi couldn't hear what he was saying anymore. Her stomach was burning uncomfortably. As long as she had a slight thought, the fire in her stomach would turn this thought into a blazing desire, and a little spark would be turned into a raging fire.

Her emotions were magnified countless times, and her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness were all swollen and she couldn't bear it.

She was trapped in hatred and anger that was infinitely catalyzed and amplified, unable to extricate herself.

Now there was only one thought left in her mind, she wanted to kill him, only by killing him could she calm the fire in her heart.

The whistling sword energy chopped out from the hall. The monsters in the yard were afraid of the power of the heart sword, and they rustled out of the courtyard and hid in the woods outside to watch.

Although the rain stopped on the Sea of ​​​​Shenhua, it was shrouded by a layer of heavy clouds. Behind the clouds, there were dozens of high-level monks from Zhaohua Palace, including six elders. Jiang Xiyuan didn't want to provoke them to take action, and she didn't even plan to do it herself.

But the young men of Zhaohua Palace were really useless. They had not been able to capture the monster after several sieges.

In addition, the ghost kings of Shenhua Sea had all suffered at his hands. Jiang Xi also realized that he had indeed underestimated Xue Chenjing before. His cultivation of the Jindan stage was just a cover-up. The most difficult thing was the demons he summoned.

These powerful demons could actually obey his orders.

"Master, should we take action now?" Shen Qingzhi asked in a low voice.

Jiang Xi frowned and thought, "Wait a little longer."

After they were both injured and the monster suffered a fatal injury.

The house kept sending out the sound of beams being split by swords, and the bricks and tiles on the roof fell down with a bang, and there were creaking sounds everywhere. The four pillars of this hall were broken, and the walls were full of sword marks. It was about to collapse.

Xue Chenjing was chased by the sword light and fled in a wolfish manner. Suddenly, a spiritual power approached, pulled him out of the turbid mist, and stomped him hard into the ground.

He smashed into the cracked ground, and the rising dust choked into his throat. He had several sword wounds on his body that could not be healed, and the wound on his face was torn again.

Xue Chenjing blinked hard, squeezed out the tears in his eyes, and saw Yu Yi's figure pressing down on him from above in the flying ashes.

His knees pressed against his waist and abdomen, and the long sword in his hand hung above him.

Xue Chenjing opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated, and looked at Yu Yi's cold face in the rolling smoke and dust. The light of the Heart Sword shone in his eyes, just like the sword edge that had pierced his heart countless times.

What should I do? What should I do? If he continues like this, he will die under her sword.

He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die.

Xue Chenjing's breathing was rapid, and his trembling pupils stared at the sword hanging on his body, and also at the person behind the sword.

When the sword light approached, he finally clenched his fingers tightly, and his fingertips moved. A dark red arc suddenly appeared in the air behind Yu Yi, and the spiritual lines intertwined in the arc, and a magic circle to summon monsters was about to take shape.

The tip of the sword hanging above him suddenly stopped.

Yu Yi stared at him with her eyes downcast, her chest heaving, her eyelashes fluttering like a frightened butterfly, and her eyes filled with a fierce struggle. Xue Chenjing's face, covered in blood and tears, came into her eyes, and another emotion surged in her heart, temporarily diluting the murderous intent in her heart.

Xue Chenjing's fingers paused, the magic circle in the air froze, and a little hopeful light lit up in his eyes.

The whole house was filled with the crackling sound of beams and pillars, and wood chips and dust fell from the roof, but the two people on the ground seemed to be still.

The summoning magic circle hanging in the air only had one last spiritual thread left to complete. The tip of Yu Yi's sword was also against his heart. Just one more inch would pierce his skin.

At this point, Xue Chenjing also noticed that something was wrong with Yu Yi, but he found it hard to imagine that someone like her would be deceived and controlled by others.

Xue Chenjing had already experienced the horror of Yu Yi when she was angry. With the tip of the sword hanging on his heart, he dared not to provoke her again.

"Master, Master." Xue Chenjing observed her expression, and called her softly and carefully, trying to wake her up, "Master, I was wrong..."

Seeing Yu Yi frowned and the hand holding the sword tightened a little, he immediately closed his mouth, his eyes trembling slightly.

What to do? What should I do now?

The fire in Yu Yi's belly has not been extinguished, and her emotions have been infinitely magnified. The emotions and desires in her body are like barrels of explosives that can be ignited at any time. Just now, anger occupied the high ground, and she only wanted to kill him to vent her anger.

Now another desire sprouted in her heart, which was rapidly catalyzed and expanded. The anger turned into another kind of fire that roamed in her blood vessels.

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Whether it was the tears in his eyes or the blood on his cheeks, they all became the fuel that catalyzed the desire in her body. Yu Yi swallowed in her throat, and her breath seemed to be burning with thirst. Her rationality had long been burned to ashes, leaving only the swelling desire still arranging her body.

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Xue Chenjing finally thought of a way. He tried to stretch his eyes and eyebrows, tried to show a soothing and gentle smile, forced himself to put on the expression of the person he hated the most, and softly called out: "Ayi."

Is that what Xue Mingyuan called her?

He opened his mouth, trying to pretend to be Xue Mingyuan, telling her that he was Xue Mingyuan now, not Xue Chenjing, and that she liked him so much, so she shouldn't want to kill him. However

, before he could finish his words, Yu Yi suddenly raised her hand, dropped the sword, and leaned down.

The horizontal green bamboo sword was still threateningly against his neck, and at the same time, the soft lips fell on his eyes, kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, left a series of pecks, and finally kissed his lips.

Xue Chenjing's eyes widened in shock, and his whole body was stiff as a stone sculpture. It was not until Yu Yi's movements touched his wounds that he seemed to suddenly come back to life and his body shook violently.

Yu Yi immediately held him down, pressing her thumb on his chin, forcing him to open his mouth, and her soft tongue swept across his lips and into his mouth.

Whether it was killing him or kissing him, the man in front of her was the best outlet for the overloaded emotions in her body.

The fire in her stomach made her too uncomfortable, and she just wanted to vent.

Xue Chenjing's fingertips were still pinching the spiritual thread, and he was so distracted by this sudden kiss that the spiritual thread on his fingertips went out of control, and the summoning magic circle in the air suddenly took shape. A strand of black smoke floated out of the magic circle, turning into a thin and long poisonous snake that shot down and opened its mouth to bite Yu Yi's neck.

Yu Yi was dizzy, but the threat behind her still triggered her instinctive reaction. She wanted to turn around, but was hugged by the person under her.

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Xue Chenjing opened his five fingers and pressed on the back of her head to prevent her from leaving. The fallen venomous snake bit the back of his hand, and the venomous snake was bounced off, turned into black smoke again, and sucked back into the magic circle.

The venom spread along the meridians, and Xue Chenjing's whole arm was numb, sliding off Yu Yi's shoulder, but his other hand was still holding her firmly, pinching her neck.

He could no longer feel the pain in his body, nor the numbness in his arm. All his senses were focused on the soft touch covering his lips. Her lips were so soft, her breath was so hot, and her body was so fragrant.

Yu Yi's tongue tip was numbed by his sucking, and she even had difficulty breathing. The fire in her belly seemed to be sucked away by him, and the swelling emotions finally subsided, and her mind became clearer.

Looking down at the person who was squinting and indulging in the kiss, Yu Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and she immediately wanted to withdraw.

However, Xue Chenjing raised his head and chased after her relentlessly, his dark eyelashes were wet, and the light in his eyes was dimmed. He even used his pseudo-feet to entangle her, not allowing her to retreat, as if he wanted to stick to her lips and not separate for a moment.

"Xue..." Yu Yi said a word, and her lips were blocked again. Some familiar rustling sounds like a surge rang in her ears, "Master, master, master--"

Such voices echoed in her ears for a while, and then changed to "Ayi--"

"Ayi Ayi--"

"Ayi Ayi Ayi Ayi--"