My enemies became my companions

Chapter 547 She was cheated on! (Additional chapters in )

This place is at least eight hundred miles away from Longhu Mountain. The road that the White Lotus Sect wants to take is not the main road, but a secret realm that has been excavated.

There were countless secret realms excavated by Chu Yiyuan at that time when he led a group of old, weak and sick people in the White Lotus Sect. Even the main temple of the sect seemed to be built on a secret realm.

The road was gloomy, a hundred times more treacherous than the road Chen Yi took to the White Lotus Sect headquarters. It was not the kind of foggy darkness, but like the invisible shadow under the bed in a dark black room, making you always feel as if there is someone under you, breathing faster with fear just like you...

Even the White Lotus sect members living in the main temple felt their breathing quicken unconsciously, as if the scene before them was truly the netherworld of ghosts. If they stayed here, even if they died, their souls would be tormented for eternity, and they would never be able to return to their home town of Zhenkong.

The White Lotus Sect split into groups and entered the Demon Refining Abyss through a secret road. The distance between the front and the back was nearly two hundred feet. Each group was divided into several small teams, which were only ten feet apart. Chen Yi and his group were in the front row of the team. The White Lotus Sect members accompanying them were the familiar Chu Yiyuan and others.

The rift runs across the valley, and when you look up you can see that the cliffs on both sides are towering into the clouds. The terrain in front of you seems to be suddenly cut open by a giant sword. It is long and narrow at first, but gradually widens later, as if going deep into the underworld, the underground world.

There were dense trees all around, but not a single fallen leaf was to be seen. Chen Yi looked around and saw only dead trees. The bark on thousands of trees had fallen off completely, leaving only the scarred tree trunks with pits and holes that looked like... teeth marks and scratches from fingernails.

A corpse passed under my feet, and with a light kick, it collapsed like a pile of dust.

One person couldn't help but sighed: "Who would have thought that there would be a place like the Demon Refining Abyss in the magnificent Longhu Mountain."

"Which wealthy family doesn't have dirty deeds that cannot be weighed? They just lock them up somewhere to hide their filth. I also heard that monks' butts are all loose. Longhu Mountain is considered good." Chu Yiyuan's confidant He Yong replied.

The man still shuddered and asked, "How long will we stay here?"

“I don’t know, maybe three or four days at the shortest, or more than ten days at the longest.” Chu Yiyuan said.

Chen Yi carried the coffin and looked around along the way. Yin Tingxue held his hand tightly, not daring to get lost.

She looked back two or three times, then turned her head back. This little movement naturally did not escape Chen Yi's eyes. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"There's someone behind you...who wants to kill you." Yin Tingxue whispered.

Chen Yi nodded slightly, knowing who Yin Tingxue was talking about.

At the previous banquet, Zi Cihang introduced him to the leader of Lifeng Pavilion, Gu Jue, and his subordinate Zhong Hou.

Chen Yi had forgotten about the assassination attempt at Lifeng Pavilion since he left Shantong City. Killer organizations like these would usually stop the loss in time and the assassination would be dropped if it failed. However, he did not expect that he would run into his enemies in the White Lotus Sect.

Moreover, the Lifeng Pavilion is very cultured, yet it still wants to kill him. Perhaps someone behind it has promised a large sum of money. Judging from the connections of the Lifeng Pavilion, is it from the Western Jin Dynasty?
After killing him, we can ask him later.

After beheading the two corpses, Chen Yi had become unusually calm, and his murderous intent had disappeared without a trace, so he was extremely patient when it came to killing people.

Neither before nor now is a good time to take action. There will be opportunities once we go deeper into the Demon Abyss.

As we went deeper, the cold wind came more and more frequently, blowing in people's faces out of the blue. Finally, someone could not help but mutter:

“When will this road end?”

"Don't say unlucky words." He Yong said hurriedly, just like on a boat, one should not say "turn the fish upside down" but "catch the fish right". In a place like this, one is afraid that someone will say the wrong thing, and then it will be too late to regret it if it comes true.

Chu Yiyuan said: "Good luck, good luck. With Captain Chen here, we still have a long way to go."

These words immediately diluted the bad mood, and everyone laughed dryly for a few times. After a while, everyone stopped laughing.

The laughter didn't stop.

Suddenly, a piercing chill ran up from the end of the spine.

The laughter came from nowhere, as if it was everywhere. Everyone stopped and dared not make a sound. Chen Yi looked around casually and pointed to the front right.

Everyone looked over and saw an old woman with disheveled hair, who kept laughing and slowly walked towards them, uttering a lot of fragmented and mixed words.

“Go, go…go…go…” The voice was scattered and difficult to hear clearly, “If you don’t go, there will be a river of blood…a river of blood…”

Before he could finish his words, He Yong suddenly slashed with his knife.

After the flash of the knife, the old woman's figure dissipated like mist and disappeared without a trace.

"It's just a remnant soul, trying to fool ghosts."

He Yong looked at everyone and a few of them laughed as well, but they were afraid that more laughter would break in.

He Yong immediately looked at Chen Yi and boosted his morale by saying, "We still have Captain Chen here. A river of blood? Ha!"

Chen Yi was about to reply when suddenly, a cold light whizzed in from the bushes. It was a flying sword, and He Yong, who was just joking, had his head chopped off in an instant.

The head rolled up and fell to the ground, with blood gushing out.

Yin Tingxue just lowered her head to look at the road, and heard sudden silence. Before she could figure out what was going on, she was suddenly pulled by Chen Yi. Suddenly, she saw several flashes of cold light passing by everywhere, and screams rang in her ears.

At this moment, the surroundings became dark, and several sword lights suddenly shot out, attacking the White Lotus Sect members who had entered the Demon Refining Abyss. This attack was too sudden and strange, and only flying swords were caught, so almost no one could notice it in advance. All they saw was clusters of blood blooming.

Chen Yi was about to follow the flying sword's energy, but suddenly he felt another energy secretly waiting to lock on to him. In the chaotic situation, he grabbed Yin Tingxue without hesitation and rushed back into the forest.

The locked energy dissipated instantly and he didn't dare to go deeper.

When Chu Yiyuan and other confidants saw Chen Yi rushing back into the forest, they were moved and grabbed He Yong's body and ran away.

"Attack!"

"Quick, quick! Gather together!"

"Where, where are you from?!"

The White Lotus Sect's front team was in a state of panic after realizing what was happening, like ants on a hot pan. A few of them rushed into the dense forest to fight back, but they only saw sword flashes coming and blood dyeing the valley red. In an instant, their formation was in chaos and the situation was out of control.

Soon after, figures of warriors appeared in the dense forest, rushing over from afar, and attacked the White Lotus Sect members who had entered the Demon Refining Abyss...

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When Yin Weiying first heard the words "Lianmoyuan", he was still confused.

Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism and the seat of the Zhengyi Daoist tradition. Except for the Quanzhen Sect, all Taoist sects in the world more or less respect Longhu Mountain. Because of this, the image of Longhu Mountain has always been vast and majestic, and all the Heavenly Masters of all dynasties have been famous for it.

In the martial arts world, there is a saying that goes "Zhang in the South and Kong in the North", which puts the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain on par with the Kong family of the great sage and teacher.

The more majestic the image, the more taboo it is to have stains, therefore "hide for the sake of the great, hide for the sake of the saint, hide for the sake of the respected". Placing the Demon Abyss in an ordinary Taoist sect or temple is nothing, even if it really refines demons as rumored, it is just to punish evil and promote good. However, placing it in Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism, inevitably makes it seem particularly cruel.

When Taoists mention Longhu Mountain, they rarely mention Lianmo Abyss and often avoid talking about it, just like the incident of Confucius killing Shao Zhengmao. Although the words came from "Xunzi", most Confucian scholars also avoid talking about it.

So when Yin Weiying heard the Taoist priest from Mount Longhu urgently reporting the matter of the Demonic Abyss, he was still very surprised.

Afterwards, she and a group of Taoist priests were led to the Shangqing Palace on Mount Longhu. The Taoist priests were on the left and were led into the tall building. Through the windows, they could see groups of martial arts heroes dressed in different styles appearing in the wide area in front of the Shangqing Palace.

In just half an hour, this platform, which was originally deserted except for the people sweeping the floor, was immediately crowded with people, shouting and making a lot of noise. No one knew why so many people gathered here.

"Is the Heroes' Meeting...about to begin?" a woman whispered beside him.

Heroes meeting?
Yin Weiying glanced at them coldly. Everyone in the world wants a "fame". People came from all corners of the world because of the reputation of Longhu Mountain. But who knows whether they are all righteous men or a mixture of unqualified and thieves?
After she glanced around, she couldn't see him for a moment, and lost interest. She inexplicably felt that this hero club might not be very important.

However, the Goddess Taihua, who has been in seclusion for many years, could not see that, among the crowds of heroes in the martial arts world, there may be some unqualified people, but they are not all show and no substance. Among them, there are a few people, one of whom squeezed through the crowd and walked to the front, and people around him dared not approach; one of them used his lightness skills to step on the shoulders and heads of others to move forward, like a dragonfly skimming the water and no one was aware of it; one of them was more direct, with sword energy passing through the gap, and the person followed the sword... There are many people like this.

Unlike the Taoists who could go straight up the mountain gate and be entertained with the help of their master, these people from the martial arts world were not allowed to go up the mountain for many days and could only stay temporarily in the towns and counties at the foot of the mountain. As a result, they had many complaints. Naturally, they flocked to Longhu Mountain today when it suddenly called for them.

Just after Yin Weiying glanced over, clouds and mist covered the sky, and a clear figure emerged on the high platform of the altar in front of Shangqing Palace. The heroes of the martial arts world present fell silent and looked hurriedly, only to see that the banished immortal-like figure was Zhao Hun, the first disciple of the contemporary Heavenly Master.

"Everyone, I have neglected your hospitality for the past few days. I feel deeply ashamed, but I have no choice. There are tens of millions of people in Longhu Mountain, including heroes and heroes, as well as vulgar villains."

There was a slight surge of the crowd, but then they quieted down and continued to listen.

"It is difficult to distinguish between true and false heroes and villains. Even if we in Longhu Mountain have the ability to reach the sky, we cannot distinguish them one by one. In this case, we should judge by deeds rather than by hearts. We should ask the ancestors of all generations for another way to distinguish them..."

Zhao Hun's voice was clear, neither too high nor too low, but it could reach everyone's ears.

"I believe that everyone in our Dragon and Tiger Sect has already conveyed the message that we are gathering today only for the matter of Refining the Demon Abyss."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard the three words "Lianmoyuan". The reputation of this place was known to almost everyone in the world.

At this time, Zhao Hun flicked his sleeves, and a breeze carrying clouds and mist passed by. When the mist dispersed, a man with a full forehead and a square chin appeared beside him. He was stepping on the clouds, and a one-horned Xiezhi followed by his side. He was holding a golden scale in his hand. A Taoist recognized him and found that he was the Heavenly Official!
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Heavenly Official bestows blessings. This refers to the deity in heaven who weighs merits and virtues.

"This is a golden scale to measure merit and virtue. If the scale is over, it will shorten your life. If the scale is balanced, it means you are a good person."

"Since the time of the third generation of Heavenly Master, the Demon Refining Abyss has subdued countless demons and monsters, and has done immeasurable good deeds. However, even so, there are still demons and monsters surviving in the deep seal. Today, I invite you all to enter the Demon Refining Abyss. Whoever kills more than ten demons will be counted as having great merit and virtue, and will be a guest of honor of Longhu Mountain, a hero among heroes, and a hero among heroes. Longhu Mountain will give you even more generous gifts."

Upon hearing this, everyone was mobilized. They gathered here from all corners of the world. Some said they came for justice, but more people came for fame. In this case, they would be qualified to brag from now on, "I was a man who could climb Mount Longhu", which is a fame that cannot be bought with any amount of money.

However, how many demons can there be in this Demon Refining Abyss? I am afraid there are not enough to share...
"Don't worry about too many monks and too little meat. There are not enough demons for you to eliminate. According to the divination at Longhu Mountain, thousands of evil White Lotus people have already entered the Demon Refining Abyss and are waiting to be surrounded and eliminated."

"May I ask you,"

On the high platform, the first disciple was talking quietly.

"Is there any demon in the world that needs to be refined more than the White Lotus Evil Man?"

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The mountain is three thousand feet high, and you can pick clouds to make elixirs. The unique beauty of the Longhu Mountain with dragons and tigers fighting each other can be seen everywhere, but it is so dark under your feet that you can't see any outline, and the abyss is just like this.

The old Taoist priest sat on a high place, closing his eyes to rest. Strong winds were blowing, and his robes were fluttering like the tide. It seemed that if he was not careful, he would be blown away by the wind. When he came to his senses and took a closer look, he was still in the same place.

"The White Lotus Sect has been dispersed." Zhao Hu climbed up the stairs and looked into the distance. "We just need to rush them to different places and divide them up. They won't be able to hold out for long if all the heroes of the martial arts world surround and suppress them."

The old Taoist said slowly: "Taoists like me don't like to compete for power. In this matter, people from the martial arts world are more useful."

Zhao Hu nodded slightly, and after some hesitation, he said, "After all, it was Third Junior Brother's plan..."

"Are you asking for merit for your Third Junior Brother so early?" The old Heavenly Master laughed and said, "These unorthodox practices and petty tricks are just minor problems for the White Lotus Sect members who broke in. Don't think that I will allow them to return to the mountain gate just because of this."

"Third Junior Brother... he still cares about Longhu after all, he's just in a hurry to achieve success."

"Let's practice a little more... If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool. The most urgent thing..." The old Taoist priest closed his eyes, "Where is the Taisha Sword?"

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The flying sword came towards him, but Chen Yi just turned around and dodged the sword with ease. At this time, a cold light flashed from the bushes behind him. Chen Yi suddenly turned around and grabbed it without even looking.

He held down a flying sword with his bare hands, exerted force with his fingertips, and sword energy rolled over. The flying sword hummed and then shattered, and the flying fragments visibly lost their luster with the naked eye.

Chen Yi stared coldly into the depths of the dense forest.

No one could be prepared for the sudden attack. It was obvious that the whereabouts of the White Lotus Sect had been known to Longhu Mountain, and these flying swords were all the work of Longhu Mountain. Behind each flying sword, there might be a Taoist priest who was controlling it to slay demons and eliminate evil.

He asked in his heart, "Don't Taoists say not to kill?"

"Oh, you said you won't commit adultery or steal. Do you believe it?" The old saint sneered.

Of course Chen Yi didn't believe it. He was half a Taoist priest, so he could discuss other things, but he really couldn't do without committing adultery.

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Taoists have a precept not to kill, although the killer is the sword and the killed are the White Lotus disciples. I'm afraid these Taoists who controlled the flying swords to strangle people don't have to bear the consequences. Longhu Mountain will bear all the consequences. As for what they think, they just need to have a clear conscience."

After hearing this, Chen Yi understood. No wonder even though he practiced Taoism and killed so many people, he had not suffered retribution. It turned out that he had always had a clear conscience.

After he crushed a flying sword with his bare hands, the Taoists behind the scenes who were manipulating the flying swords seemed to be shocked by him. All of a sudden, the other flying swords in the forest dared not approach and shot away in other directions. Chen Yi ran wildly in the forest with Yin Tingxue, carrying the coffin on his back, and making calculations quickly in his mind.

There must be a traitor in the White Lotus Sect, and their plans for the Demon Refining Abyss were very careful, and few people knew about it beforehand, so the traitor must have a high status in the sect.

Which Holy Son is it?
No matter what, since we are surrounded by Longhu Mountain, the Taisha Sword cannot be unsheathed easily. Once discovered, we will be besieged with all our strength.

Chen Yi did not run very far. When he jumped over the stream in the forest, he suddenly heard the sound of wind and thunder behind him. From the depths of the densely packed trees in front of him, a flying sword with a green spike shot out like lightning!

To kill with one sword in the throat.

How could Chen Yi give this opportunity? He raised his hand and was about to crush it, but before he could grab it, the flying sword stopped like an emergency brake, and after it stabilized for a while, it slid away quickly.

?

Chen Yi was confused for a moment.

But the situation was urgent, and he could only assume that the other party was intimidated by his threat and dared not act rashly, for fear that the precious Qingsui Flying Sword would break into two pieces.

Chen Yi continued to gallop. The most urgent task now was to break through the encirclement of the flying swords. He had noticed that in addition to the flying swords, there were many warriors with different auras surrounding him. This was also the cleverness of Longhu Mountain. Warriors were living people with strong auras and could be easily discovered before a surprise attack, while flying swords were dead objects and silent. This was why even Yin Tingxue, who had clairaudience, had no prior warning.

First use flying swords to disrupt the White Lotus Sect's formation, then have the warriors form a circle, one in front and one behind. This is an extremely simple and direct method that does not require any prior training.

Chen Yi jumped and leaped with the coffin on his back, and Yin Tingxue felt a little dizzy. She also heard that Dong Gong Ruoshu, who was hiding in the coffin, felt dizzy and didn't know when it would end.

A few flashes of cold light suddenly appeared in the bushes. Chen Yi's pupils shrank slightly. Five flying swords suddenly surrounded him and killed him!

It was obviously a concentrated attack.

Was it the Qingsui flying sword you brought just now?
Chen Yi suddenly regretted it. It would have been better if he had just broken it into pieces. However, there is no regret medicine in the world. He drew his sword out of its sheath, his eyes fixed, and whispered, "Come."

First, three flying swords came like three lightning bolts, destroying the grass and trees along the way. The concentrated killing power was enough to penetrate the iron and stone body of a fifth-rank warrior who had trained for decades in an instant. It could be said that they could cut through iron like mud!

Chen Yi swung his sword and the sword energy pressed forward. The three flying swords were all shaken away as if encountering a tide. He was not in a hurry to pursue the victory, as two more lightning flashes appeared behind him.

With a whoosh, Chen Yi turned around, and two flying swords passed through his armpits. He chopped with the sword and pulled Yin Tingxue with him. She was instantly flipped onto Chen Yi's back, clinging to the coffin with both hands, looking terrified.

After the sword passed, one flying sword shattered on the spot, and the other three flying swords flew over at the same time to cover the other flying sword and put pressure on it.

Chen Yi used his sword energy to block the three flying swords, but the flying sword still escaped. The four flying swords formed a formation again. With the previous experience, they were more cautious this time and shot out in four different directions one after another.

The formation is tight and the coordination is good. Chen Yi can confirm that the people behind this are definitely disciples from Mount Longhu.

The flying sword came at a tricky angle and at a very fast speed, always attacking the opponent's essential point, and also targeted Yin Tingxue behind him. Chen Yi was furious and the fight between them became more and more intense.

Chen Yi cut off another flying sword, and in a flash, two flying swords suddenly shot out from an incredible angle. Unless Chen Yi was born with three heads and six arms, there would definitely be multiple holes in them!

Just at this moment, sword lights appeared among the trees again. Chen Yi saw out of the corner of his eye that it was the Qingsui flying sword. Before he could feel disappointed, it swooped in from the side and knocked the two flying swords away with a crackling sound.

Oolong?

Chen Yi looked again and saw that the Qingsui flying sword kept crashing into the other flying swords. It had no intention of killing him at all. Instead, it kept driving away the other flying swords for him.

Is it helping me?

Chen Yi didn't have time to think about it. He seized the opportunity and attacked with a few strikes. The remaining three flying swords shattered into pieces.

The Qingsui flying sword seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, with the tip of the sword slightly raised, as if waiting for his praise.

Chen Yi didn't even look at it. Without staying, he turned around and ran into the woods.

Qingsui Feijian quickly turned around and hurriedly followed.

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Finally broke through the encirclement and got away from the hustle and bustle.

Chen Yi found a cave halfway up the mountain, stopped, and lowered the coffin with Yin Tingxue in it. The little fox was dizzy, with stars in his eyes. As for Donggong Ruoshu, the stupid girl, who was only her soul left, had already fainted.

After affixing the talisman to conceal the secret and making a rough arrangement, Chen Yi slowly walked to the edge of the cave, looked into the distance, and saw the light of a sword flying hurriedly from the bushes.

It also follows...

Don't hit a smiling person, it did help after all. Chen Yi stood still and the Qingsui flying sword floated in front of him.

"Who are you?" Chen Yi asked.

The flying sword couldn't speak, so of course it didn't answer. It stayed in front of Chen Yi for a while, as if staring at him.

After a moment, it swayed and danced around Chen Yi.

The flying sword probed and drilled around Chen Yi, sometimes passing by Chen Yi's hand, sometimes bypassing the end of Chen Yi's hair, and then sliding between his legs and arms, drilling here and there...

It was so close, it was shaking so much that it was scary. Chen Yi said impatiently:

"you are annoying."

The flying sword stopped in mid-air and began to tremble.

Angry!

He held the hilt of the sword upside down and hit Chen Yi on the head.

But it couldn't hit it, Chen Yi took a step back, and not only did his attack miss, but the tip was also pinched.

Chen Yi shook it a few times, and it slowly calmed down, lying quietly in the palm of his hand. Chen Yi looked at it carefully, and casually took out the Taisha Sword that had been hidden in the sword box for a long time, and compared them with each other.

On the Xianshui Rock of Longhu Mountain.

Yin Weiying's eyes widened.
It’s okay that you know other fairies, but do you have another flying sword?
The Qingsui Flying Sword trembled violently in Chen Yi's palm, struggled to fly out of his palm, and then stood in front of him as if it was coming to call for an explanation.

Chen Yi didn't care about it. The old saint whispered in the square: "It looks like... the shape is the same."

Although it is said that the flying swords in the world can take heads thousands of miles away, in fact there are all kinds of strange things. Some are as tiny as cow hair, killing people without people knowing, and some are as big as elephants, which can cut off rivers and streams with one chop. People call these flying things that kill people flying swords, but it is not certain whether they are in the shape of swords. Some are shaped like sword balls, some are shaped like axes, and there are even flying swords shaped like jade ruyi.

That is why the same shape is surprising.

"It shouldn't be like that... Doesn't the Taisha Sword come from the same sect as Zhenwu Mountain?" Chen Yi asked doubtfully.

"You don't know, kid. Zhenwu Mountain split into many sects a long time ago. Some are close to Zhengyi, and some are branches of Quanzhen. The common point is that they all worship Zhenwu Emperor. For example, the most famous Zhang Sanfeng claims to be a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, but he practices inner alchemy, which makes him a branch of Quanzhen Sect."

Chen Yi must know the famous Zhang Sanfeng. Emperor Wanshou of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Shizong, once conferred on him the title of "Qingxu Xuanmiao Zhenjun" and even taught a disciple named Zhang Wuji.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi suddenly remembered what he had told Zhou Yitang, that Zhang Wuji, who was afraid to flirt with other women, was not worthy of such a special skill, and he would rather be Wei Xiaobao, who had a bad moral character but enjoyed the blessing of having many wives.

Without the beauty around, his thoughts drifted far away and no one responded. Chen Yi gathered his thoughts and stared at the Qingsui flying sword again.

The flying sword of Longhu Mountain is similar in shape to the Taisha Sword. Does this mean that the Taisha Sword was once owned by Longhu Mountain and was the treasure of the mountain? Therefore, Longhu Mountain imitated its shape to create a number of flying swords...

Not impossible.

Then this Qingsui flying sword...

Chen Yi thought of its somewhat excited look.

Is there a spirit in the sword, and was I attracted to the Taisha Sword?
Most likely.

Otherwise, there is a Taoist behind each flying sword, how could they let me go so easily?

Chen Yi put the Taisha Sword back into the sword box, glanced coldly at the flying sword, and was on guard, not giving it a good look.

Let's take a break for now, and then slowly explore this Demon Refining Abyss. We don't seek to find the truth, but at least find a way out.

Yin Tingxue slowly recovered from her dizziness. She sat up and said to Chen Yi, "…Are you safe?"

"It's safe now. You can take a rest now."

Yin Tingxue nodded and looked at the Qingsui flying sword again. She had some impression of it and asked, "Did it help us?"

Chen Yi said coldly: "It's just a piece of cake."

Yin Weiying is so generous, I raise my hand to you!

However, she still didn't dare to use the flying sword to attack again, otherwise Chen Yi would break the flying sword in desperation, and she would not be able to follow him.

Chen Yi did not light a fire, but took out some dry food and smoked meat and sausages to share. Yin Weiying watched quietly on the side. She was a little dazed for a moment, and she really did not expect to meet him like this.

It was God's will that they would not separate the golden boy and jade girl. Yin Weiying couldn't help but think that although he didn't come to see her, she did see him after all...

The more coincidental the meeting is, the more we know that it is destined and the love is lingering.

And he didn't come to see her, maybe because he was too late, and he was secretly preparing a surprise. At that time, he came from thousands of miles away from Shan Tongcheng and brought a crape myrtle flower. Yin Weiying occasionally recalled it.

Just why...

How come he's already in mourning after just one year of not seeing each other?
The nun was puzzled and didn't understand why he was carrying a coffin. He was not in disguise and wouldn't it affect his movements?
When Yin Tingxue saw Qingsui Feijian standing there stupidly, she couldn't help but think that Chen Yi was a bit cold. After all, he had helped them.

She held the cake as big as her face, took a small bite, and moved closer to Chen Yi, whispering, "Say a few nice words to it, or it won't have any bad intentions."

"eventful."

"Just a few words, a simple 'thank you' is fine... it's not good to be so cold, what if they get angry and don't help us, or even betray us."

The girl was right. It was true that she was wary of the flying sword, but she should also express her gratitude.

Chen Yi thought about it, picked up a few slices of bacon, and walked to the flying sword.

"I don't know if you can eat air, but I'd like to express my gratitude for your help."

Yin Weiying came back to her senses and was slightly surprised. She had not expected this.
However, Yin Weiying still appreciated it.

Finally I know how to thank her as the eldest lady.

In this case, I will slightly raise the tip of my sword as a sign of encouragement.

The nun was in a good mood, and her Taoism became more and more natural. The Qingsui flying sword swung around, and Chen Yi saw that she couldn't breathe, so he thanked her and walked back.

She didn't care much about it, but after that, her eyes slowly fell on the coffin.

Who's in there?

Yin Weiying inexplicably thought of Lin Wanheng in mourning clothes, and then glanced at Chen Yi, who was wearing the same mourning clothes. This young widow in mourning clothes and a young widower in mourning clothes were really a bit disgusting...

Uncover it and see?

Yin Weiying couldn't help being curious. He waited for the two of them to eat and drink and rest, then he approached carefully, raised the tip of his sword slightly, and a cold light flashed.

The melon-like breasts, the pretty face that looked dull even when she was asleep, and the familiar red dress...

Donggong Ruoshu? !
Yin Weiying suddenly felt a rush of blood to his head and he almost fell off the cliff.

There are only four short words in my mind...
She was cheated on!

(End of this chapter)