I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

This tomb was prepared for himself...the person he wanted to bury was himself!

The wind blew on her neck and she shivered.

Why die?

Are things that bad?

She didn't come here to be like the elders, but to save him! She could take him to...

Qian Qiuxue suddenly felt confused. Where should she take him? Back to Yuheng Xianzong? How was this different from what the elders did? What about Li Yuluo? What should she do? How should she save her?

Her mind was blank, but it was not because she could not think of the answer. In fact, she already had the answer. She had thought of it on the way... In that answer, she and Yan Mobai were destined to be separated and might not see each other again for a long, long time.

In the past, she would rather forget about such an answer and pretend that she had never thought of it...

But now she couldn't escape any more.

Being separated from each other, at least there is still hope of reunion, but if a person dies, he will be no different from the dust floating between heaven and earth. If there is no him in the future, what is the meaning of the rest of my life?

Even if she traveled to every inch of land in Kyushu, she would never meet someone who could listen to her.

In a trance, Qian Qiuxue once again saw the back that gave her countless warm memories under the moonlight turning into pieces of white feathers. At the last moment, he turned around and his blurry face became clear.

That face overlapped perfectly with the young man in the distance, and her breathing suddenly stopped.

"You shall not die!"

Qian Qiuxue almost blurted it out.

She was just about to release the aura of perfect spiritual cultivation, but in that instant, a biting cold suddenly surrounded Qian Qiuxue.

This is a unique premonition of a spiritual cultivator. If she continues to do this, something will definitely happen that she will regret.

That’s right… Even if she had tremendous magical powers, how could she stop someone who was determined to die?

Qian Qiuxue stared at the white-haired young man in a daze. Only then did she realize that the man was no longer Mr. Bai who belonged to her alone. He was also the leader of the Demon Cult. A person in that position could not be timid. Once he made up his mind to do something, he would not regret it at all.

When his body cultivation reaches the later stage of Yuan Building, every inch of flesh and bone in his body can become a weapon for suicide. Life and death are only a matter of seconds. If he wants to die, no one can stop him.

The cultivation that surpassed all the other nine continents was useless at this moment, and Qian Qiuxue could not rely on it to stop him from leaving.

She could only walk slowly through the forest like an ordinary woman until she was ten meters away from the other person, then she stopped.

The sound of the waterfall hitting the rock wall became louder and louder, like waves crashing on the beach.

"Master Qianqiu, you came here this time to deal with the poison, right?" The white-haired young man put down the shovel, with no extra emotions on his face, as if it was just a greeting between acquaintances.

His tone was so gentle, but Qian Qiuxue still heard a hint of sarcasm.

All you care about is the poison... and yourself.

That's not the case... There seemed to be a voice in my heart that was defending me, I didn't do this for the poison... I did this for... you...

But looking at the boy's head full of white hair and the unconscious girl on the grass, Qian Qiuxue's strength disappeared again. She opened her mouth in vain but could not say anything.

In an instant, she lost all the courage to defend herself, even though her purpose of coming here was not to poison her.

Qian Qiuxue turned her head slightly to prevent the other party from seeing the expression on her face. She tried hard to keep her voice from trembling: "Master, just think of me as coming here for the poison."

The white-haired young man laughed and said, "Don't worry about the poison, Master Qianqiu. Before I leave, I will pass on the antidote to Yu Luo." His words were very calm, as if he was not talking about his own affairs. "As long as she is fine, the poison in Master's body will also be fine. However, I have another unwelcome request..."

He turned his head and looked at the sleeping face of the girl. "After I leave, I hope that the Sect Master can treat her well like a real disciple. At least... don't let her do anything stupid."

After a long time, Qian Qiuxue's answer was heard: "Her Yuantai is now shattered and her Yuanhai is injured. She needs to bear the poison with her body. I'm afraid..."

"I am only human."

Yan Mobai interrupted her, "Although Yu Luo destroyed her own embryo, she has not yet damaged her spirit veins. It will not be difficult for her to recover to the Yuan-building stage in the future. What I can do, she can do as well... She will do everything well."

Qian Qiuxue clenched her hands in her sleeves. She knew that she could no longer keep the other person.

I obviously have so much to say to him, like those full moon nights, I wouldn't feel tired even if I talked all night long.

Why can't I say it now?

Even though she was sad, she knew... it was because she had destroyed his cultivation, tortured him and threatened him, and used the country he tried so hard to protect as a chessboard, and the sentient beings he cherished as chess pieces...

After so much planning, the person who was hurt the most by her in the end was the person she had tried so hard to get.

Why is there such an irony?

In the darkness of the night, she stared blankly at the boy's dim black eyes.

"Actually, I..." At a certain moment, Qian Qiuxue wanted to confess all her feelings over the years, but the green-robed figure from many years ago flashed before her eyes, and her fluctuating emotions froze into ice in an instant.

She couldn’t even impress the master in the past, so how could she, who is even more despicable now... possibly be able to do it?

Is she... worthy?

"Actually, I know...what the leader has done for me in the past ten years..."

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the leader for too long, fearing that he would see through her thoughts. "I believe that there is cause and effect in the world, and everything should be rewarded. The leader has spent ten years to resolve the poison, and my means are low. Today... I can only repay the leader with three months of my time."

The white-haired boy's expression moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"I will inform everyone in the sect that the leader of the Demon Sect has been taken back to the mountain gate and locked up in a secret place, and the traitorous disciples have surrendered. I will stop all those who come to investigate the truth on behalf of the leader, and no one will know whether what I say is true or false."

Qian Qiuxue resumed her usual cold tone, but her hands in her sleeves tightened a little. She brushed the white hair on Yan Mobai's shoulders nonchalantly, "Master, just take my disciple away. No one will come to hunt you down. After three months, when we have settled our past karma, I will invite you back to the mountain."

It was said to be three months... but Qian Qiuxue knew in her heart that these three months were enough time for the leader to go anywhere in Jiuzhou. If he returned to the Demon Sect, how would she find him, and how would she invite him?

After all, it's just a way to save face.

Once upon a time, she didn't understand why everyone around her wore false masks on their faces.

By the time he understood, the mask was already on his face.

She didn't dare let Yan Mobai see her true expression.

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Chapter 47: Burying the Past

Yan Mobai was not surprised that Qian Qiuxue knew his yang body's identity.

Although he has never admitted that Mr. Bai is himself, he has actually left many clues in his words and actions over the past few days.

But he didn't expect that Qian Qiuxue would make such a ridiculous decision.

As the leader of the Righteous Alliance and the leader of the Yuheng Immortal Sect, he actually told the leader of the Demon Sect to escape and promised to keep his whereabouts secret for three months...

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

And his silence made the silver-haired woman not far away feel uneasy.

If Yan Mobai hated her to the core and didn't believe her promise at all, and was determined to pass the antidote to Li Yulo and then die... no matter how high her cultivation level was, she wouldn't be able to stop him.

If that were the case, no one would be able to cure the loneliness in my heart or the poison in my body.

After a long time, the white-haired boy finally spoke: "Master Qianqiu, do you really think so, or is this just a joke?"

Seeing that he did not refuse, Qian Qiuxue finally felt relieved and said softly, "Master, do you think I am a liar?"

"The Sect Master is naturally not such a person."

"Then... have I ever deceived the leader?"

“That’s not the case either.”

Yan Mobai shook his head slightly. Putting aside other things, Qian Qiuxue had never broken her promise.

If it weren't for her jade token that day, his relationship with Li Yulo would have been exposed long ago, and he would have no chance of escaping from Yuheng Mountain.

Afterwards, Qian Qiuxue forcefully took all the supreme elders away. Perhaps he considered that someone in the sect would take the opportunity to harm the two of them, so he went alone to face the Yuheng True Ones.

From the perspective of protecting the two people's secrets alone, she indeed had a clear conscience.

But... in order to deceive the world for three months, the price Qian Qiuxue had to pay was too high.

Three months doesn't sound like a long time, but now that Ye Yin is dead, countless eyes in the Yuheng Immortal Sect are focused on this matter, and there is no way this matter will end well.

If Qian Qiuxue simply said that the leader had been brought back and the rebellious disciple had been executed, and that neither the leader of the Demon Sect nor the body of the rebellious disciple had been found, I'm afraid few people would believe her so easily.

If you want a lie to remain unexposed, you need more lies to fill it... not to mention that this lie involves the entire situation in Jiuzhou, and the slightest change may cause a huge wave.

In order to hide the truth from others, lies will accumulate and eventually no traces can be covered up.

Amid the doubts of the public, how long can Qianqiuxue remain in charge of the Righteous Alliance, or even the throne of the Yuheng Sect Leader?

Yan Mobai looked deeply at the silver-haired woman in front of him, as if he was meeting this woman for the first time.

He once thought he understood Qian Qiuxue and that she was just a lonely woman. It was not until that day when she stabbed the silver hairpin into his back that Yan Mobai realized that she had many things hidden in her heart.

Later, at the gate of Yuheng Mountain, he thought he had seen through the madness hidden in her heart, the monstrous ambition hidden in her heart, and thought she did all this to accomplish a great feat that had never been accomplished by anyone in the history, to leave her name in history...

But now it seems that I was still wrong.

Yan Mobai's eyes swept across every inch of Qian Qiuxue's skin, taking in all the subtle changes.

He vaguely realized that Qian Qiuxue's obsession with those ten years might be much deeper than he thought.

After spending so many days with Li Yulo day and night, I can more or less understand the thoughts written on a woman's face.

What Qian Qiuxue was trying to hide was somewhat similar to the expression on Li Yuluo's face...

"Master, have you thought about it?" Qian Qiuxue frowned slightly. She inexplicably felt that her thoughts had been seen through by the other party. When she wanted to avoid his gaze, he had already looked away.

In fact, Yan Mobai could have continued to delve deeper, but he chose not to do so. Sometimes once you know something, it means that it is time to face it.

If it was a month ago, he might have faced it, but now...

He had no intention of doing so.

A complex expression flashed across Yan Mobai's dark pupils, but he soon regained his composure and said softly, "If that's the case, Yu Luo and I will be very grateful."

This sentence undoubtedly accepted Qian Qiuxue's statement. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I didn't know the Master's kindness in the past, but now that I know it, I should be grateful to the Master."

Fortunately... the leader did not hate her to the core... he would still choose to believe what she said.

Qian Qiuxue felt a little relieved and a glimmer of hope emerged.

In the long life ahead, will there be a chance to change the leader's mind...

She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Before the Master passed away that night, why did he say that he would remove the poison from my body... for the sake of the people of the world?"

Fearing that Yan Mobai might misunderstand, Qian Qiuxue added, "I believe in the Master's good intentions, but I don't understand why the Master knew that I was poisoned ten years ago, and why he thought that the poison in my body would endanger the lives of the people in the world?"

The young man glanced at her and said, "What I said that night was just a casual remark made by me. Sect Master, you don't have to take it seriously."

Qian Qiuxue was stunned: "But..."

The white-haired young man smiled and said, "The Sect Master and I are not of the same kind, so why should we be so obsessed with this?"

Aren’t we just fellow travelers...?

Qian Qiuxue's heart gradually sank, and the glimmer of hope that had previously arisen in her heart quietly dissipated.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed the movements of Yan Mobai's hands.

He swung the shovel again and stabbed it into the ground.

and many more……

"What are you doing?"

"Dig a grave."

"Digging graves... for what?"

"The grave is, of course, used to bury people."

"You..." Qian Qiuxue's pupils shrank slightly, "Master, do you still not believe what I said?"

Yan Mobai shook his head, stopped answering, and continued digging.

As the tomb was dug deeper and deeper, Qian Qiuxue became more and more nervous. She had no idea what Yan Mobai was going to do.

Not long after, a neat and tidy grave was dug. Qian Qiuxue's heart was in her throat, fearing that he would lie in it like this.

Ke Yan Mobai just stared at the dark tomb for a while, then picked up the shovel and filled it up again with the soil next to it.