The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Blood flowed down the wound inflicted by the sword, along with tears of despair.

"It's you, you're my everything!"

P.S.: Thank you Yefeng Lingyu, Gaoliang Meiyuki, and Kanshuo for the knife.

One Hundred and Two Funeral Processions to the Underworld, A Witch Descends [3k]

For Xue Lianxi, the most despairing thing was not that she had just gained hope, only to have it shattered by An Qingwan's sword.

Instead, all the hope she saw from beginning to end was false, something An Qingwan deliberately created for her.

After figuring it out, tears streamed down her face.

"You shouldn't be here. You should be on the banks of the Jinjiang River, where you should be discussing swordsmanship with the Three Eccentrics!"

Xue Lianxi shouted with all her might.

She still doesn't want to admit it, she still doesn't want to face it.

Even though she tried her best, the sound she uttered was very weak.

An Qingwan wasn't playing with her neck.

As his fingertips caressed her neck, the chilling inner strength of Mingyu surged into her through his fingertips.

It was this slight chill that rendered her almost speechless.

An Qingwan smiled and said, "Everyone thought I would be by the Jinjiang River at this time, which is why I was able to wait for you to come out and find you!"

Xue Lianxi's lips trembled incessantly: "So it was all a setup by you to challenge Sanchi. I've been trapped in your scheme for a month now!"

An Qingwan said, "It's not that exaggerated. I didn't know you or Sanchi before, so how could I have conspired with Sanchi to deceive you? I just met with Sanchi on her way to Chengdu and told her that the actual time of our duel would be half an hour later than the time announced, so that she would wait for me a little longer. She is a very understanding person, and she agreed as soon as I said it."

Xue Lianxi gave a bitter laugh: "What a brilliant scheme, what a brilliant scheme. I should have thought of it sooner. After all, back in Yufu City, you used the duel between Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie to deceive Ran Ping."

She suddenly coughed up blood.

"Now, I only have one question."

An Qingwan said, "Ask away."

She didn't mind talking to Xue Lianxi a bit more, because she also had information she wanted to get from Xue Lianxi.

Otherwise, her sword would have pierced Xue Lianxi's heart instead of her vest.

Xue Lianxi said, "You are not a god, you do not have the ability to foresee the future. If that's the case, how did you know my movements and purpose, and thus set up this trap?"

An Qingwan said, "Someone told me."

Xue Lianxi gritted her teeth, staring intently at the sword tip against her chest: "Who?"

An Qingwan slowly uttered a name.

"Sikong Tingxue".

Xue Lianxi was struck dumb.

Before An Qingwan spoke, she had already prepared many answers in her mind.

She even considered whether that person might be Feng Shangren.

But she never imagined that the person An Qingwan was talking about was Sikong Tingxue.

She and Sikong Tingxue never got along.

From childhood to adulthood, she had targeted Sikong Tingxue quite a bit.

She wished for Sikong Tingxue to die, and in the most miserable and humiliating way possible. She believed that Sikong Tingxue also longed for her death.

Therefore, she had no doubt that Sikong Tingxue would conspire with An Qingwan to kill her.

Only Sikong Tingxue could easily send someone to impersonate Feng Shangren and lure her to find "Xiao Changying".

What she questioned was how Sikong Tingxue knew her plan and then told An Qingwan about it.

“I parted ways with her in Shizhou. Since then, I have been on guard. I am quite sure that she has never appeared around me. Could it be that someone close to me secretly contacted her?”

An Qingwan said, "No!"

Xue Lianxi said, "No?"

An Qingwan said, "It was you."

Xue Lianxi's face grew even paler: "Myself?"

An Qingwan said, "You're too confident. Actually, she's been following you the whole time, you just didn't notice."

Xue Lianxi exclaimed again, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I know her strength!"

An Qingwan asked, "Do you really understand her capabilities?"

Xue Lianxi was stunned for a long time before asking, "What kind of martial arts did she use?"

An Qingwan said, "The water flows strong."

Upon hearing this name, Xue Lianxi let out a sob, almost shedding tears of blood.

"She fooled me, and she fooled my master. It turns out she had already mastered this movement technique!"

The flowing water technique is not a particularly difficult movement to master.

But from childhood to adulthood, Sikong Tingxue has never been able to learn it.

People around her often mocked her for this, and her master often scolded her for it.

In the end, her master had completely given up on her, thinking that she might be born with a clash with the Flowing Water Force movement technique.

However, An Qingwan now says that Sikong Tingxue has the power of flowing water.

This could not possibly have been learned suddenly recently. There is only one possibility: Sikong Tingxue actually learned it a long time ago, but has been pretending not to know it!

The purpose... the purpose, of course, is to feign weakness to lull others into a false sense of security so that she can profit from it.

"When did she start pretending? Was it when she was a few years old?"

"Is the only martial art she's hiding really the Flowing Water Force? Could there be more?"

Will do!

There will definitely be more!

Because she is Sikong Tingxue, Sikong Tingxue who had the profound gaze of an adult even when she was just a few years old!

Xue Lianxi's body began to tremble, and her heart grew as cold as her neck.

She finally remembered why she hated Sikong Tingxue.

She initially disliked Sikong Tingxue not because of Sikong Tingxue's disability, nor because Sikong Tingxue threatened her. At that time, Sikong Tingxue, who was only a few years old, could not possibly threaten her position.

She hated it because of Sikong Tingxue's eyes.

That's not the look a child should have.

It seemed that an adult, and a cold and sinister one at that, lived inside the body of that frail and pitiful child.

From the moment Xue Lianxi saw the strange look in Sikong Tingxue's eyes, she was convinced that Sikong Tingxue should not have lived at all; she should have died in that fire.

“An Qingwan, you killed me today with the help of Sikong Tingxue, but you will come to join me sooner or later. You shouldn’t have provoked Sikong Tingxue! Do you think she is a good person? Do you think she became friendly with you because you have moved her?”

"It's all fake, completely fake. There's nothing real about her. Every word she says to you, every action she takes, is a lie. She's just using you to deal with her enemies!"

Xue Lianxi burst into laughter, a laugh that was both desolate and cruel.

"I know someone like you won't believe what I say. You probably think I'm trying to sow discord between you two, but you'll see for yourself sooner or later. But by then, you'll already be..."

Xue Lianxi didn't finish her sentence because An Qingwan laughed.

"I believe."

Xue Lianxi suddenly froze: "What did you say?"

She never imagined, never even dreamed, that An Qing would say such a thing at the party.

An Qingwan laughed and said, "I knew all along that she was using me, because I was also using her, using her to kill people from the Yin Yang Sect."

Xue Lianxi's eyes widened: "You..."

An Qingwan breathed softly and whispered in Xue Lianxi's ear, "Sister Xue, now that things have come to this, since you can't possibly live anyway, why not try to take a few more enemies with you before you die? That way you won't be lonely on the road to the underworld. Tell me, tell me who your enemies are in the Yin Yang Sect, tell me their names, and where they are."

This soft voice sounded like a demonic whisper to Xue Lianxi's ears.

She simply couldn't believe that An Qingwan had said those words.

Because I can't imagine it, I'm afraid.

Because of fear, I tried to escape.

Xue Lianxi broke free from An Qingwan's grasp and stumbled out.

She burst through the door, and the person outside was startled by the sight of the sword in her chest and her pale face.

"Senior Sister Xue, you..."

Whoosh whoosh.

Sword energy crisscrossed the courtyard.

Those outside the door couldn't utter a single complete sentence before collapsing like stalks of wheat being cut down.

One of them happened to fall in front of Xue Lianxi, causing her to trip and fall to the ground.

Xue Lianxi fell headfirst, clearly seeing a pair of terrified eyes in front of her.

"what!"

She screamed.

Fear and pain left her no choice but to watch helplessly as An Qingwan stepped over the corpses and walked up to her, hooking her chin with her finger.

"Sister Xue, are you really not going to consider my suggestion?"

"Witch, you are the real witch, you are the most terrifying one! Meeting you was the biggest mistake of Sikong Tingxue's life!"

Xue Lianxi frantically scratched her hair, and after a long while, she raised her head and laughed maniacally.

“Kill them, fine. Go and kill them for me. Master Feng, Master, go and kill them all. I’ll tell you where they are.”

"By the way, I also know a secret about Sikong Tingxue. Do you want to hear it? I'll tell you, I'll tell you too. Master never talks much about Sikong Tingxue's parents. Her parents' identities must be very special. I guess that the fire that burned her parents to death and burned her like this was probably set by Master. Hehe, pretty amazing, right? But I have no evidence. If you want evidence, go find Master."

An Qingwan nodded and said, "Very useful information."

With a swift stroke of her sword, she severed Xue Lianxi's neck.

Now, Xue Lianxi is finally completely dead.

An Qingwan only wanted to get some information out of her, but she never expected that the information she got out would be far more and more useful than she had imagined.

After the sword competition ends, she can go and give the Yin Yang Sect a little shock.

An Qingwan blew her bamboo whistle, and soon the Five Gentlemen of Baiyumen came out.

"I'll trouble you gentlemen to deal with these corpses and that fake Xiao Changying. We can't let the Yinji Sect know that Xue Lianxi is dead yet."

Yu Feizhou and the others readily agreed, saying, "Your Majesty, leave this matter to us. There's no time to lose; you should go and engage in battle."

An Qingwan cupped her hands in a respectful gesture and left.

It was already past 7:45 PM, and she couldn't afford to delay any longer.

She can fool many people, but she can't fool Yu Miaozhen now.

Since Yu Miaozhen hadn't lied to her and had been cooperating with her all along, how could she possibly lie to someone who was completely innocent?

……

On the banks of the Jinjiang River.

The river flows swiftly.

The wind whistled.

This place should have been the site of a world-shaking battle.

However, nothing has happened here now.

Only one person stood in the middle of the crowd, a person born of the sword.