My enemies became my companions

Chapter 651 Yin Weiying?! (Two Chapters Combined)

The sword tip stopped a mere inch from Qin Qingluo's neck, its sharp aura even severing a few strands of her flowing hair, and tearing the brocade cloth in front of her neck.

Chen Yi forcibly withdrew his strength, his internal energy surged, and his meridians throbbed with pain. His eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion as he stared intently at the hand that held the sword.

"Why would I... kill Qin Qingluo?" He was shocked. A sudden thought arose out of nowhere, and he killed Qin Qingluo without thinking.

Qin Qingluo instantly retreated several feet, raising the tip of his spear straight up, his snake eyes now vertical lines.

"You want to kill me?!"

Chen Yi suddenly looked up and met a gaze that seemed to pierce through him. In a flash, an absurd thought struck him.

"It wasn't me!" Chen Yi blurted out, his eyes sharp as swords, piercing Qin Qingluo. "It was you! You're the one who wanted me to kill you!"

Qin Qinglu was stunned upon hearing this. The anger that flashed across her face instantly froze. Her thoughts surged like a torrent. Before she could think any further, the puppet general had already charged in front of her, its arm carrying the pressure of the wind as it crashed down on her.

His fist was as powerful as a mountain.

A figure flashed like lightning, cutting in without warning and forcibly squeezing between Qin Qingluo and the fist.

Chen Yiqi brandished his three-foot sword, his sword intent transforming into sword energy, which he used to lift mountains for her.

An overwhelming force slammed into Chen Yi's sword aura. The aura condensed for a moment, then shattered. Chen Yi retreated step by step, his feet carving shallow furrows. He felt as if his arms were about to break apart inch by inch, and a metallic taste rushed to his throat.

A small amount of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he said hoarsely, "Please trust me this once?"

There was no response from behind Chen Yi.

Before she could decide whether to agree or not, Qin Qingluo had already made her move. She suppressed her turbulent emotions, raised her gun, and thrust it diagonally around him, saying in a deep voice, "Let's deal with this damn thing first."

After speaking, the spear shot out like a dragon, transforming into a wildly dancing net of spears, which lashed fiercely at the other arm of the puppet general who was chasing Chen Yi.

The spear energy continued to explode, failing to severely damage the puppet, but successfully slowing it down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Yi suppressed his churning blood and qi, touched the ground with his toes, and slid sideways like a ghost. Then, Kang Jian transformed into several cunning and cold lights, no longer directly confronting the enemy, but instead following the direction of Qin Qingluo's previous spear strike, specifically targeting the puppet's weak points such as the knees and elbows, which were difficult to defend against, and unleashing several sword strikes in succession.

clang!clang!clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.

Chen Yiren moved with the sword, his sword intent filling the heavens and earth. Every thrust hit its weak point. Qin Qingluo's spear, on the other hand, was like a thunderous storm, sweeping and swirling with purple lightning, constantly bombarding the puppet's massive body and attacking arms, producing dull "thump-thump" sounds, forcefully disrupting and slowing down the behemoth's attack rhythm.

The two figures intertwined, and though they did not speak, a brief tacit understanding was formed.

Qin Qingluo's spear shadow was like a raging torrent, directly confronting the enemy head-on. Her eyes were only on the spear in her hand, as if nothing else mattered. At least for this moment, she needed to try not to "deeply believe" that Chen Yi was an enemy, but rather a comrade who could face the enemy back to back...

During this time, she also tried to concentrate her mind, and her powerful will, like an invisible tentacle, stabbed fiercely at Yang Chongwei's neck, attempting to seize control.

However, Yang Chongwei's empty eyes remained unresponsive. He seemed to have merged with the cold puppet, leaving only his morbid obsession with controlling it, an unbreakable obsession.

Qin Qingluo's thoughts were as if they had hit an invisible wall, remaining completely unmoved.

"No! He's too deeply involved!" Qin Qingluo said in a low voice, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, already showing signs of strain.

A glint flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, and he seemed to have grasped something from those few words.

Indeed, here, wishes come true and words are law. Even though this puppet general originally belonged to the kings of Annam throughout the ages, it is now being controlled by Yang Chongwei.

In that case,

Without further hesitation, he abruptly immersed his mind in the depths of his heart.

Within his heart's lake, all the obsessions that had been contained before suddenly turned back and looked straight out. Immediately, endless sword intent gathered in one place and burst forth from within Chen Yi's heart's lake.

hum!
A blurry figure, yet imbued with unparalleled sharpness, suddenly materialized in front of Chen Yi.

The figure was ethereal and elusive, only the outline of a one-armed woman could be discerned, her face blurred, yet the sword intent belonging to the ninth-ranked master in the world soared into the sky.

The phantom raised its single arm slightly, its fingers forming a sword, and pointed at the indestructible puppet general from afar.

There is no earth-shaking momentum and no dazzling brilliance.

There is only one line separating the top and bottom.

Silently, the line swept across the massive body of the puppet general.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

next moment,
Click!

The heavy armor on the puppet's chest, which had once withstood the Emperor's attack, suddenly developed a smooth crack that ran through its entire body!

His entire massive body suddenly stiffened, his movements completely frozen.

In the next instant, Yang Chongwei and he were sent flying backward with a thud, crashing heavily into the shadowy depths of the dimly lit alley behind them, leaving behind only a mess and a deep ditch. They then staggered to their feet and fled further away.

Chen Yi's face turned slightly pale, and his body swayed as a strong sense of exhaustion swept over him, as if all his strength had been drained by that sword strike.

His vision blurred slightly, and in the last moment before disappearing, the one-armed woman's phantom seemed to glance back at him in a very blurry way before turning into specks of light and vanishing again.

"Master, in the end, I still need you to save the day..." Chen Yi murmured, giving a self-deprecating smile. For some reason, he felt a little reluctant to part with her, even though it was just a fleeting glance.

Chen Yi shook his head, suppressing his complicated thoughts. Qin Qingluo was right in front of him; it wasn't good to be distracted by other women, especially since she didn't really trust him.

"That was just now..."

Qin Qingluo's slightly panting voice came through, carrying a hint of inquiry.

She holstered her gun and stood there. She vaguely remembered meeting the woman a few times before, only knowing that she had a close relationship with Chen Yi. Now that she saw the woman again, she couldn't help but ask.

Chen Yi slowly stood up, steadied his qi and blood, and slowly said, "My master is Yin Jianshan, the Sword Armor Master Tongxuan."

"Ninth in the world?"

Qin Qingluo's pupils contracted slightly.

"is her."

Receiving an affirmative answer, even though she was somewhat prepared and had heard rumors beforehand, still caused the Queen to pause slightly. She seemed surprised, but it quickly turned into a hearty laugh.
“I see. No wonder… If I had known that he was your master, I would never have been your enemy before.”

“But what you don’t know is that she was once my enemy as well.” Chen Yi paused, then said softly, “Just like you.”

Qin Qingluo's smile faltered slightly, and she was momentarily speechless.

Both of them knew exactly what had just happened. If she hadn't unintentionally made her wish come true and firmly believed that Chen Yi would betray her, she would never have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

"Heh, so she's probably your woman?" Qin Qingluo's eyes narrowed slightly as she sneered, "I don't know whether to call you a womanizer or... a fickle woman."

Chen Yi took a deep breath and said calmly, "Your Highness, you don't need to pretend to be jealous."

Qin Qingluo, who was about to speak again, fell silent once more.

Chen Yi chuckled and said, "It's not uncommon for men to have multiple wives and concubines. I've never seen you care about how many women I have before. You don't care about these things at all, do you?"

Most women would be jealous of Chen Yi's womanizing ways. His philandering was one thing, but once he fell for someone, he would become deeply entangled, impossible to separate from. Even Zhou Yitang was helpless, and even the gentlest and most understanding little fox had her complaints. However, Qin Qingluo was not one of these women. As a regional queen, her experiences and perspectives were vastly different from those of other women. Ambitious and determined, she harbored a ambition to conquer the world. She neither cared about such matters nor had the inclination to concern herself with them; in her eyes, they were trivial.

After a long while, Chen Yi heard the tall woman sigh deeply and slowly say, "I do not trust you and am wary of you. Perhaps in this godforsaken place, my thoughts have been amplified, and my words have become law, affecting you."

"It's alright." Chen Yi patted the dust off his shoulder and said softly, "I know that no matter what I say, Your Highness will be suspicious. Since Your Highness doesn't believe me, why not believe Qin Yue? She is my daughter after all, and you are her... mother."

Qin Qingluo lowered her phoenix eyes, as if she still had something to hold back.

"She called me 'Dad,' so she accepts me in her heart," Chen Yi said slowly, though he couldn't say exactly how...

After a long pause, he received a reply: "...Okay."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Then let's go."

“Hmm,” Qin Qingluo nodded slightly, “Let’s get out of this awful place first.”

...............

This place encompasses the entire Dragon Tail City, and its vast territory means that the longer they stay here, the more problems might arise. Therefore, Chen Yi and Qin Qinglu did not pursue the trail of the puppet general; their immediate priority was to leave this awful place.

The two walked side by side, the outlines of the streets and alleys becoming increasingly blurred in the distance, melting into a chaotic grayness, like a cheap canvas soaked in water and repeatedly smeared.

Chen Yi's gaze swept over every corner and every crack in every door and window, not missing any possible anomalies.

Time lost its meaning here, and only the anxiety in his heart grew silently. After walking for an unknown amount of time, Chen Yi's gaze passed over a group of low rooftops in front of him and suddenly froze.

On the edge of that chaotic, gray expanse, in the far distance, a halo of light, so different from the stagnant, lifeless surroundings, was stubbornly flickering. It was not the solidified, lifeless light of lamplight, but rather carried a trace of... flowing warmth.

"Your Highness!" Chen Yi's voice was slightly hoarse with suppressed excitement. He suddenly stopped and pointed in the direction of the faint light. "Look over there! There's light! It looks like... an exit!"

Qin Qingluo looked in the direction he was pointing, and her snake pupils instantly contracted, making the faint light clear in her eyes.

That wasn't an illusion. Her heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, she said, "Let's go!"

Chen Yi felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and with a burst of energy, he sped toward that faint light.

Her figure moved through the deathly silent streets, creating a faint rustling sound. Qin Qingluo followed closely behind, her black python robe tracing a clean line in the stagnant light.

The two approached the glimmer of hope rapidly, one after the other. As the distance shortened, the halo seemed to expand, vaguely outlining a blurry, portal-like shape.

Qin Qingluo chased after Chen Yi's retreating figure with all her might. Seeing the halo of light only a few dozen feet ahead, her heart tightened. She was about to call out to Chen Yi to confirm their location...
"Chen Yi! He's right ahead..."

The words stopped abruptly.

When she looked away from the halo of light and subconsciously turned to the side in front of her, the spot where Chen Yi should have been was now empty!
The figure that was clearly visible just moments ago was instantly wiped away as if by an invisible hand, and the faint sound of the wind he created as he sped away also vanished abruptly, as if he had never existed.

The only sound around her was the sound of her own footsteps.

"Chen Yi?!" she shouted sharply, her voice echoing in the dead silence, but she received no response, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

at the same time.

As Chen Yi turned the corner, he felt as if he had broken through some invisible membrane. The surrounding scenery suddenly blurred and darkened, then was replaced by a dazzling, flowing light. He staggered and steadied himself, feeling completely bewildered.

What was I looking for just now? Yes, I saw something just now... but why did I rush here?
He shook his head vigorously and looked around in confusion.

"Has someone gotten what they wanted from me?"

Chen Yi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and his hair stood on end. But a moment later, a ray of light shone on him.

He suddenly raised his head, his pupils contracting sharply!
The previous chaos and darkness have vanished completely.

The magnificent palaces rise from the ground, piercing the clouds, appearing and disappearing in the misty fairyland. They are covered with glazed tiles and white jade steps. Huge golden pillars with coiled dragons support the continuous palaces. The eaves are upturned, wind chimes hang, giant trees stand tall, and countless exotic flowers and plants grow.

That was a place.
Celestial Palace!

"No, nobody grants my wishes. I came here specifically for this reason!"

Chen Yi suddenly realized that he had clearly seen the Celestial Palace just now, and that was why he came here and climbed up.

"Your Highness," he called softly, "we have arrived."

But when he turned around, Qin Qingluo was nowhere to be seen.

No one answered. Chen Yi looked around and searched everywhere, but he couldn't find a trace of Qin Qingluo. An indescribable sense of unease gripped him. Getting separated in this terrifying place was a terrible possibility.

Chen Yi took a deep breath. After the initial tension, he felt a sudden sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

What's so good about Qin Qingluo? She's domineering, suspicious, and always trying to hinder him. She's always ready to fight or kill. This woman is so unruly and difficult to tame. Just now, she almost made a terrible mistake by unintentionally getting what she wanted from him.

She is not as good as Yin Tingxue, Zhou Yitang, Min Ning, etc., let alone... Yin Weiying's gentleness, thoughtfulness and understanding.
"In the end, he is not as good as Yin Weiying."

With Qin Qingluo no longer in front of him, Chen Yi was able to break free from many constraints and speak his mind.

.....................

Cranes soared over the ornately decorated covered bridge, their wings outstretched and their postures graceful. Fairies dressed in flowing robes, some carrying jade bottles and others holding ruyi scepters, moved back and forth in the misty corridors. Their faces were exquisite, their demeanor ethereal, and their robes fluttered as they walked.

The whole world was dazzling and beautiful, and unlike the deathly silence of Dragontail City, everything was moving, as if it were alive.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yi concealed his aura. With a swift movement, he blended into the shadows of the light and silently slipped into the magnificent yet tranquil celestial palace.

He avoided the fairies and birds, and quickly went deeper into the carved and jade-paved corridor.

The sudden appearance of a celestial palace in this place, no matter how magnificent and beautiful, inevitably makes people wary.

However, having explored most of Dragontail City, this place was the most astonishing.

Outside the corridor, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and in the distance, pavilions and towers appeared and disappeared. The deeper one went, the more magnificent and mysterious the palace became, with an ethereal atmosphere everywhere.

Finally, he passed through numerous palaces and arrived deep within the celestial palace. Looking up, he saw the most magnificent palace, which seemed to be carved from a single, enormous piece of warm jade, radiating a soft glow.

The palace gates were tightly shut, and two teams of maids dressed in simple palace attire stood before them. They were beautiful, with lowered eyes and meek demeanor, moving back and forth, attending to all matters, large and small, inside and outside the palace.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. With so many maids, the person living inside might be the master of this celestial palace.

He held his breath, concealed himself in the shadows, and slowly approached. Finding a good opportunity, he slipped into the vicinity of the palace and waited patiently.

After an unknown amount of time, the heavy palace door finally slid open silently, leaving a crack.

A glimpse of ethereal mist peeked out from inside the hall as maids filed out and stood on either side.

Just before the palace doors were about to close again, a figure slowly emerged from the celestial mist. She was graceful and elegant, with a gentle and subtle demeanor in every frown and smile, as serene as water, embodying the highest virtue.

Chen Yi's gaze was fixed on the face that was slowly turning around.

That…that was clearly…

Yin Weiying?
(End of this chapter)