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

With An Xiaoyu's personality, it would be impossible for her to show the most precious feelings in her heart on her face, and even more difficult for her to express her emotions out loud. Every night, she would pick up the communication token again and again, and put it down again and again, and she could never make up her mind to confess to Yi Niaoniao.

But no matter what, she would never let anything happen to Yi Niaoniao today.

As long as it's not too excessive, just satisfy the other party's request... Once you rescue that idiot, you can make them pay double.

With this in mind, the little girl put away her spiritual aura and looked at the two of them coldly with her wine-red eyes, "Tell me...what do you want in order to let Niao Niao go?"

Although the childish voice was cold, it still carried the sweetness and softness of a young girl, which made An Xiaoyu's tone sound like a helpless and weak plea for mercy.

Yan Mobai was stunned for a moment, realizing that the other party had misunderstood him. "Master Yi fell into the trap set by the Demon Cult's guardian Shan Zhenzhen in Jiuling Town, and is now trapped in the seal of heaven and earth. This talisman was given to me by her..." He raised his hand and clasped his fists, "Please help break the seal. Master Yi's life is in danger, so there should be no more delay!"

"Dan Zhenzhen..." An Xiaoyu read the name with a calm tone and no surprise in her voice.

No matter how weak Niao Niao is, she is still a spirit cultivator from the Yaoguang Sect. To be able to trap her, one must be at least in the late stage of spirit cultivation.

Although Shan Zhenzhen is not at the advanced stage of spiritual refinement, she does have this ability.

Her gaze swept across Li Yuluo's light purple eyes, and then stared at the white-haired boy's dark pupils.

For some reason, she always felt that the other person was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, and his temperament was extremely friendly.

This inexplicable intimacy immediately made An Xiaoyu alert. She was well aware of the powerful methods of the Demon Cult leader. Otherwise, Qian Qiuxue would not have had to call on the two of them to join forces to rush to Biluo Lake that day.

She was worried that she had fallen into the leader's spell, so she stopped looking into his eyes and instead looked into the distance at the lead-gray seal not far away.

"Niao Niao..." the little girl murmured softly.

Yi Niaoniao, who is weak as a kitten...how long can she last under Shan Zhenzhen's hands?

An Xiaoyu couldn't be sure whether the other party's words were true or false, but as the leader of the demon cult said, now she had no time to ask further questions.

Author's words: I just wanted to fill in some of the character settings for my sister, but accidentally wrote too much. I'll try to update as early as possible tonight to rescue the puppy.

Chapter 132: Flowers Fall Silently

The entire town was plunged into complete darkness, with only a faint glow coming from the top-floor windows of the Sunrise Tower.

“Cough… cough cough cough… wuuuu…”

Violent hoarse coughs and painful sobs intermittently sounded from behind the window, and occasionally there was a long period of deathly silence.

If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear the muffled sound of burning lights and the faint gasps mixed in with it.

A slender, white, jade-like hand pushed open the window from the inside, and the faint movement in the room suddenly became clearer. Under the dim light, the girl huddled on the edge of the bed, her small hands weakly holding her belly. The silk blanket she cherished rolled to the side, but she didn't have the strength to pick it up.

I don’t know if it was out of pity for the poor little dog, or because she had already shattered her immortal body and severed her heart meridians, but Dan Zhenzhen did not attack her. Instead, she opened the window for her.

The cold wind blew in, dispersing the bloody smell in the room and pulling the girl's consciousness back a little from when she was about to sink into the dark abyss.

She made no sound and her shoulders trembled slightly in the cold.

The woman sat back at the coffee table and did not pick up the silk fan again. Her emerald eyes stared quietly at the girl beside the bed, and a hint of melancholy appeared between her smoky brows and almond-shaped eyes.

"Silly little dog... you are so pitiful... humph, I can't bear to hurt you..."

No one knew what past events Yi Niao's appearance evoked in her heart, but the usually ruthless guardian Ji Du did not wipe out the roots of the evil this time.

But even if Dan Zhenzhen didn't do anything to the girl, she wouldn't live long.

The immortal vitality of the spirit cultivator comes from the immortal body. Once the immortal body is broken, there is no difference between the spirit cultivator and the ordinary people.

Just as the meridians cannot be restored, no matter how powerful the magical powers are, they cannot save a person with a broken heart.

For the first time, Yi Niaoniao felt so fragile, like a paper doll made of thin paper. She didn't even have the strength to blink, leaving her eyes, which used to be lively and bright, wide open with emptiness and dryness, staring blankly at the silk carpet scattered on the ground and trying to breathe. She always felt very sad, but she had no tears to shed. Only the warm blood in her chest and abdomen kept flowing from her throat to her mouth, and then flowed from the corners of her mouth onto her white robe, dyeing the originally white robe into a shocking dark red.

cake……

Her frozen fingers trembled and reached for the silk carpet on the ground.

I really want to eat cake...

The little hand moved a tiny inch, but could not move forward. She looked at the blood on her white fingertips sadly. Even if she took the silk carpet, what would it matter... The bloody smell on her hands would soon cover the smell left by the leader, and she was destined to not be able to hold it in her arms.

Just smelling it from afar... smelling the scent wafting from the silk carpet... that's fine...

The girl's body became increasingly light and soft, as if it was about to melt in the cooling blood on her body, and she curled up into a small ball.

The light of the oil lamp went out before her eyes. She opened her eyes wide, but could not see any light or hear any sound. It was like being in a fire. But this time, Yi Niaoniao did not have the strength to hold on.

She realized that she was going to die.

Perhaps it was a flash of light from her dying breath, Yi Niao Niao recalled many past events, the things she had hoped for but ultimately failed to achieve, the clues that had seemed clear but ultimately ignored. In a daze, she seemed to have figured out something from these clues, and suddenly a great sadness surged in her heart, which she could not stop. It washed her away like a flood, turning her into an empty shell. However, this feeling only existed for a short moment, and then the girl vaguely forgot about it.

The fragmented feeling of sadness still lingered in her mind, but she no longer remembered what she was sad about.

The girl didn't want to experience that feeling again, so she stopped thinking about it. She slowly closed her eyes that could no longer see anything, and tried to use her last thoughts to recall the few happy moments in her life, the days when she pestered her master and acted like a spoiled child. At that time, she liked Yaoguang Sect very much and thought it was a good place. In fact, she also always missed the time she spent chatting with An Xiaoyu at night, and... the kiss with the leader, his embrace, and his warm hand holding hers.

She had hoped for countless times, but in the end, all of them fell into vain, but she never gave up her fantasy, because only in fantasy could she get what she wanted. Just like Yi Niaoniao knew that the leader would not abandon the little vixen and come back to save her, she still secretly hoped that he would hold her in his arms at the last moment...

Yi Niaoniao's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and she knew she would not be able to wait for that scene any longer.

At the last moment of the girl's life, a roll of soft object was suddenly stuffed into her arms.

Yi Niaoniao couldn't see, hear or smell, but she could still feel what that soft thing was. She couldn't smell the blood, but she could smell the fragrance of the cake that belonged to her.

Who is it...

Who handed her the silk carpet?

Is... is it the leader who came to save her...

"Thank you……"

The girl rubbed her cold face on the soft silk blanket, as if she was acting coquettishly to her lover.

Cake... I love it...

She smiled slightly, and her breathing through her nose gradually became longer.

Shan Zhenzhen lowered her eyes and looked at the breathless girl beside the bed. Outside the window behind her, a long sword-like mark suddenly appeared in the lead-gray sky, as if two dark clouds that covered the sky were dispersing towards each other, and a vast expanse of light was pouring down into the empty space.

This sword mark occupied almost half of the sky, and green sword energy attached to the edge was burning fiercely.

The seal of heaven and earth that Yi Niaoniao was helpless against was cut open by the visitor with a single sword.

The woman in the red dress was indifferent to the movement in the sky. She silently looked at the girl and the silk carpet tightly in her arms, and her green eyes revealed some rare genuine emotions.

There is confusion, sympathy, and lingering sadness.

Many, many years ago, Dan Zhenzhen had met a person exactly like her, who was just as stupid, just as infatuated, and just as pitiful.

They are all like earnest puppies, who ultimately sacrifice themselves for the ones they love and die willingly.

“Silly sister…” the woman in the red dress murmured in a low voice.

Not until a breath that shook the heavens and the earth approached and a powerful sword force pressed down upon her did she turn her head. Three figures wrapped in fairy light were reflected in her emerald eyes.

"You're late."

"Sister Yi!"

Although he had heard the leader say so, Li Yulo saw with his own eyes that Yi Niaoniao had died, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, she still remembered the note with the words written on it. Thinking about it now, Yi Niao was full of sorrow at that time, but she was still willing to share the best sweet soup with her...

Yan Mobai stood beside her, and Mo Tong was a little dazed for a moment.

But the saddest person was An Xiaoyu.

“Niao Niao…” The little girl’s wine-red eyes were full of mist. She had always kept her emotions to herself and had never cried in front of anyone in her life. But now she couldn’t hold back her tears, “You… Woo… You killed Nia Niao…”

The words of breaking off the friendship that she had said in the past could no longer be redeemed. Even though they were lies she told to cheer Niao Niao up, in Niao Niao's eyes, their friendship had ended on that day two years ago.

The peerless sword immortal who had reached the late stage of spirit refining was now crying like a tearful person, with tears rolling down his fair face and his big eyes red, just like an ordinary little girl of twelve or thirteen years old when she was sad.

Shan Zhenzhen was silent for a while, then said, "I never hurt her. She made this choice herself."

"choose?"

An Xiaoyu held back her tears, her childish voice was as cold as ice at this moment: "Okay... okay, then I'll let you make a choice. Shan Zhenzhen, do you want to repay Niao Niao's life here today, or wait for me to come and kill you and exterminate all the Youquan Demon Cultivators?"

Facing the threat of a sword immortal who would surely reach the state of spiritual perfection in the future, Dan Zhenzhen remained indifferent. She lowered her head and looked at the smile left by the girl before she died. After a long while, she said, "Just now, sister Yi chose the third path. Now... I will also choose the third path."

"You're dreaming!" An Xiaoyu wiped the tears from her face and said through gritted teeth, "You... wuuu... and that bastard Wang Shishen, you all have to pay with your lives for Niao Niao's life!"

"What if I say I can let Sister Yi live?"

This sentence was like a silent spell, blocking An Xiaoyu's next words.

The dead cannot be resurrected, this is a law of the world.

But the one in front of her was the Heavenly Dao Body, who was best at using the power of destiny, and the Heavenly Dao Body was the one who was best at breaking the laws of the world!

wave……

Thinking that she might be able to see her good friend again in the future, she suddenly stopped sobbing and even forgot to think about the other party's reason for doing this. Her big burgundy eyes stared blankly at the woman in the red skirt picking up the jade-white sealing knife on Yi Niao Niao's waist, and she heard the other party's voice vibrating in her ears:

"In the past, there was a sword spirit that achieved enlightenment by using the sword as its body. Later generations all revered it as a sword god. Today, my sister uses the sword as her body. In the future, she may become a sword immortal..."

"But the sword cannot be without an owner. We need to find a good master for it."

Author's words: I'm guilty of updating late

Chapter 133: Killing Three Birds with One Stone

At the invitation of Shan Zhenzhen, the three of them entered the guest room of Yueri Tower.

Everything in the guest room felt familiar to Yan Mobai. This town was full of vitality before he left. When he came back, he and Yu Luo were the only ones left alive.

The white-haired boy's eyes fell on the girl beside the bed. Her skin had lost its blood color, and in the sunlight outside the window it glowed with a clean gleam like white porcelain. It was like the purest snow on the ice field, without any impurities, yet extremely cold. It froze his eyes firmly on it and he couldn't move his eyes away.

He stared at the pure smile on the girl's face. Her amber eyes were empty and dull, and her lips were faded. But her smile still looked so happy. What was she thinking about in her last few breaths? Was there anything that made her happy?

Yan Mobai shifted his rigid gaze to the silk blanket tightly held in the girl's arms. He looked at it for a long time before he gradually realized her smile.

This is in line with this guy's personality...

He didn't know what he was feeling now, and he didn't know if he had any regrets. He only held her hand once, hugged her once, and kissed her once... He also didn't know if he had some inexplicable feelings for this girl.

He couldn't sort out these chaotic and complicated emotions, but no matter what, Yan Mobai would not be a person who repays kindness with enmity... In the past, he had only sent some useless elixirs, and to the Demon Cult's wealth, it was just like plucking a hair from a fur coat or taking a grain of millet from the granary.

No matter how many elixirs and jadeite there are, they are not even one ten-millionth of what Yu Luo has. All the kindness and rewards were repaid when Yi Niaoniao bestowed luck on Yu Luo.

Putting aside all the chaotic emotions, Pingyi Niao Niao saved his and Yu Luo's lives twice. If there is a chance, he will definitely find a way to bring her back to life.

The white-haired boy turned his gaze towards his former subordinate.

Over the years, Yan Mobai had rarely heard of a weapon that could generate spirituality, let alone accommodate the true soul of a person who was supposed to fall into reincarnation after death and give it new life.

If someone else had said this, he would have doubted whether this was a trick used by the other party to delay time, but when it came from Shan Zhenzhen's mouth, he had no doubt at all whether the other party had the ability to do so.

The ability of the Heavenly Dao Body is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. In a sense, she is a part of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. She can perform life techniques that ordinary people cannot, and she can also perform life techniques that ordinary people can perform more easily.

Yi Niaoniao died not long ago, and her true spirit has not yet dissipated. With Dan Zhenzhen's attainments in life magic, perhaps there really is a way to transform Yi Niaoniao into a sword spirit.

But he still had doubts in his heart... Given the current situation, what reason did Dan Zhenzhen have to save Yi Niaoniao?

Wasn't her purpose in coming here to kill the head of Yaoguang Sect? Yi Niaoniao's death here should be in line with Shan Zhenzhen's wishes. She should have destroyed Yi Niaoniao's true essence and fled back to the Demon Sect instead of staying here for a long time.

Yan Mobai did not show his doubts on his face. He knew that Shan Zhenzhen was the only person present who could save Yi Niaoniao. Instead of questioning her, he would rather listen to what she said first.

The little girl next to him obviously had the same plan as him. She rubbed her eyes with her little hands and sobbed a few times. She stared at Shan Zhenzhen with tearful eyes. Her big burgundy eyes seemed to say, "If you don't save Niao Niao, I'll beat you to death!"

The head of Qingyun Sect, who rarely showed any unnecessary expressions on weekdays, was now as fierce and arrogant as an irritated kitten. Her indifferent expression was originally a disguise for her to deal with the high-ranking officials of the immortal sect. Perhaps it was because as long as she wore the mask of "keep away from strangers", not many people would bother her and would not disturb her daily practice, so she never took it off.

Now Yi Niaoniao's death broke her mask, and her true appearance was revealed. After being taken care of by her elder brother and master for so many years, she practiced in the mountain gate all day long and had never experienced wind and rain. It was inevitable that An Xiaoyu had some childish temper, which was now revealed on her face, and it matched her appearance a lot.

After so many years, I'm still a child...

Behind her, Yan Mobai glanced at the little girl's profile inconspicuously. Compared with Li Yulo's face, the young An Xiaoyu's face was fuller and more tender, as if water would drip out if it was gently pinched. Her long, curved eyelashes were fluttering with anger. If you ignore the majestic aura of the later stage of spiritual refinement in her body, and put on an angry look with such a cute and childish face, it would probably make people want to tease her even more.

Perhaps this is also the reason why An Xiaoyu always has a cold face on weekdays. With such a pretty and lovely face, any expression she makes is lovable. Even when she is angry, it just makes others feel funny. How can she support the dignity of the leader?

Yan Mobai didn't look at her for long, his gaze fell on Shan Zhenzhen again.

Beside the coffee table, Shan Zhenzhen gently stroked the white jade sealing knife with her bare hands.

The white jade blade, which should have become dull after losing its owner, lit up with a faint white light between her fingers.

The woman's emerald eyes showed no emotion: "Master An, Master Yan... do you two know where the secret method of refining the Sealing Blade of the Yaoguang Sect came from?"

Without waiting for the two to speak, Shan Zhenzhen answered on her own: "The secret method of making the Sealing Knife was brought out by Patriarch Yaoguang from the Li clan of Tianji Sect. Before he left, he not only took away the magical skills of the Li clan, but also killed all the clan members, causing the Tianji Sect to cut off the bloodline of the clan. I am from the Shan family of Tianji Sect, and I know some details of the Li clan's secret method... Yaoguang Immortal Cultivator uses his own life essence to nourish the Tianling Yuanyu, not to refine the instrument of the Great Dao, but to try to refine a Heavenly Dao Immortal Body."

"The Heavenly Spirit Jade was originally created by the Heavenly Dao. If it is refined into an immortal body, it will naturally obtain the Heavenly Dao body. It's a pity that Patriarch Yaoguang lacked some blessings, otherwise..." Shan Zhenzhen stopped talking here and smiled, "Sister Yi is also very lucky. Although she is beautiful but has a tragic fate, with the help of this seat, she can be transformed into the spirit of the sealed sword. In the future, she can cultivate the Dao of Life and ascend to heaven, and truly forge a Heavenly Dao Dharma body."