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Xiao Wuyou, covered in blood, fell into Bei Ming Longyue's arms and closed his eyes heavily.

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A battle of this magnitude in Tianhuo City cannot be concealed.

After learning that a powerful person who even Bei Ming Long Yue could not defeat appeared, the entire world of immortal cultivation was in chaos.

No matter whether it was the sect forces or the local forces, they all sent representatives to Juejian Sect to inquire about the details and request for asylum.

The feeling of panic spread like a plague throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation.

However, the situation of the Juejian Sect itself was not much better.

If these monks who were kept in the dark were just frightened, then monks like Jiang Zuimeng and Liu Yanbin who knew a little of the truth were simply filled with despair.

Bei Ming Long Yue was defeated, and the only hope Xiao Wu You was also seriously injured and remained unconscious.

Even the high-level elders, E Du, went into seclusion due to their injuries. Only Jiang Zuimeng, who had the least injury, stepped forward to barely maintain the situation.

In the lobby of Juejian Sect, after dealing with the group of monks who came to ask questions, Liu Yanbin spoke to Jiang Zuimeng, who looked haggard.

"Master Jiang, if you need any help..."

"No need." Jiang Zuimeng forced a miserable smile.

"There's nothing we can do but wait."

In the Wangyue Pavilion, Liu Feiyan and others took turns guarding Xiao Wuyou.

Although Xiao Wuyou's body had recovered a lot with the help of natural treasures, his body and soul were damaged by the rhythm of the Heavenly Dao.

There is no other way to heal except luck.

And since Xiao Wuyou was unconscious, they had no choice but to stay by his side.

For a great being who has reached the state of transformation, not sleeping for a few days is nothing.

But, looking at the one you love unconscious like this is far more painful than physical fatigue.

After a few days, the faces of Liu Feiyan and others became increasingly gloomy.

Sometimes, they even felt that it was painful to see Xiao Wuyou like this. But once they left Xiao Wuyou, they became restless. In the final analysis, they could not feel at ease until Xiao Wuyou woke up.

Today it is Liu Feiyan and Su Lanyu's turn.

In the dim bedroom, the little fox girl huddled pitifully in Xiao Wuyou's arms, no longer having her former spirit. Even Ye Qingmeng had disheveled hair and dull eyes, resting her cheeks on the bedside, wondering what she was thinking.

"Wake up, Fox!"

Liu Feiyan grabbed Tushan Momo's tail, and the little fox girl climbed up stupidly.

The corners of his eyes were filled with redness and dirty tear marks.

Chapter 50 The Only Way

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"You..." Liu Feiyan's mouth trembled violently, but she forced an ugly smile.

She pressed Momo's furry head and tried her best to speak in the same arrogant tone as usual: "Why are you crying? Wuyou is not dead yet!"

"Brother Wuyou must be safe, don't ruin your health." Su Lanyu carefully wiped Momo's face with a handkerchief, her voice a little hoarse, "I made some delicious food, you and Qingmeng should eat something and take a rest."

"Yeah." Momo responded lightly and climbed out of bed.

"Qingmeng? You can go now." Tushan Momo tugged at Ye Qingmeng's skirt.

The black-haired witch blinked her bloodshot eyes, looked back at the people around her, and then she suddenly realized.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

Ye Qingmeng looked at Xiao Wuyou, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"No need to say more, go and have a rest." Su Lanyu smiled gently.

Tushan Momo cheered up, tied Ye Qingmeng with her tail, and led the latter out of the bedroom.

If she didn't do this, the distraught Ye Qingmeng would even bang her head against the wall.

Before leaving, Tushan Momo heard sobbing sounds in the room.

The coffee table in the living room was filled with carefully made pastries. In the past, Tushan Momo couldn't control her mouth at such times.

But now she hung her head and had no appetite at all.

Ye Qingmeng also had no intention of eating: "You eat first."

"Well, we don't want to eat either."

"I want to go out and relax. You stay here and have a good rest."

Ye Qingmeng was about to stand up when a furry tail gently tied her wrist.

The little fox girl's peach blossom eyes were full of worry: "We will accompany you."

Ye Qingmeng raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth frivolously: "Sister Momo, are you worried about me?"

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded seriously: "That's right." Halfway through, Tushan Momo's voice also lowered: "You are also the master's cherished Taoist partner. If you don't rest well, he will worry."

The tail was also wrapped tighter.

The little fox girl's sincere concern made Ye Qingmeng a little at a loss.

At the beginning, she was indeed unhappy that Xiao Wuyou had other Taoist companions around him, but the more they got along, the more she felt that these girls' feelings for Xiao Wuyou were no less than her own.

No wonder Xiao Wuyou was tempted.

What a sinful man.

Ye Qingmeng suddenly stepped forward and hugged the little fox girl tightly in her arms.

"Hmm?!" Same action, different amount of breast milk, Momo fell into the ravine, confused.

"Don't worry, I just want to be alone." Ye Qingmeng was stroking the soft white fur, and teasing softly: "When Wuyou wakes up, we will teach him a lesson and let him worry us again!"

"Yeah!" Momo responded in a baby voice, and her mood warmed up a little.

Seeing that Tushan Momo had perked up somewhat, Ye Qingmeng left with peace of mind.

But as soon as Ye Qingmeng left, Tushan Momo picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and followed her stealthily.

Ye Qingmeng still underestimated Momo's sensitivity.

Although Momo is usually carefree and heartless, monsters are naturally sensitive to human emotional fluctuations. Tushan Momo can hear Ye Qingmeng's concern for her, but she can also vaguely feel that the other party is lying.

Among the four, Ye Qingmeng is the most upset.

No one has been eating or drinking these days, so why would this witch suddenly want to relax?

You stinky little sister, you actually lied to your sister Momo!

Momo lowered her breath and used illusion to hide her body, following Ye Qingmeng all the way.

The other party did not go outside as he had said before, but went straight up to the second floor.

This is strange.

Tushan Momo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his ears stood up, and he felt unwell all over.

Could it be that the stinky little sister is so depressed that she wants to commit suicide? !

The more Tu Shan Momo thought of Ye Qingmeng's pale and bloodless smile, the more she felt it was possible.

"hiss!"

No, no, the master is not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry? !

Even with the physical strength of a great god, this height can't even break his skin.

But seeing Ye Qingmeng go straight along the corridor to the second-floor balcony, Tu Shan Momo had already imagined a scene of a sad person jumping off a building.

No wow!!!

If you die, I will become the youngest among the sisters!

Tushan Momo rushed out in panic, intending to drag the black-haired witch back, but stopped at a cold and ethereal sigh.

"You should stay with him."

In the hazy night, the silver-haired fairy stood with her hands behind her back.

She slowly came back to her senses, but her beautiful profile was dim in the night, tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"I should return this to you exactly as it is." Ye Qingmeng's expression was still gloomy, and there was no trace of smile in his tone anymore.

"Xiao Wuyou needs you."

"He doesn't need my company."

Hearing this, Tushan Momo couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and almost couldn't help but remove the illusion and curse.

Everyone can see the master's feelings for her, how could she be so cruel?

However, Ye Qingmeng snorted coldly, with a faint light in his eyes: "Humph, I don't need your company, but I don't need you to drink tea and watch the moon here, right?"

The black-haired witch, with a hint of confidence, exposed the silver-haired fairy's disguise: "You really have a backup plan."

There was no expression on Bei Ming Long Yue's face, as if she had returned to her previous state of being unmoved by the mundane world. She looked ethereal, yet as cold as a sword.

She looked at Ye Qingmeng deeply.

"Didn't you already know that?"

"That plan..." Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but grit her teeth.

Hearing this, Tushan Momo was stunned and immediately held her breath.

Yes, she also knew a thing or two about that so-called plan.

Five thousand years ago, I had planned to reject the invitation from the Vajra Sect and stay with Xiao Wuyou until the end.

But Bei Ming Long Yue found himself.

"If you want to save Xiao Wuyou, this is the only way."

As Bei Ming Long Yue said, only by breaking through destiny can Xiao Wuyou be saved.

But Tushan Momo only knew this much and did not know more details.

In this life, I and other sons of destiny have broken through the shackles of fate!

Is this just one step in the plan? What should we do next?

No matter what, since there is a way to save Xiao Wuyou, it is always a good thing!

Thinking of this, Tushan Momo couldn't help but cheer up. She swallowed the osmanthus cake in one gulp and listened to the conversation between the two people attentively.

But she didn't expect that Ye Qingmeng's face was even more bitter than before.

"A thousand years have passed. Don't you have any other backup plan?"

"I told you, there is only one way."

"Xiao Wuyou will not agree!" Ye Qingmeng shouted angrily and couldn't help but release a burst of demonic energy.

The wind was howling and the black hair was disheveled.

But Bei Ming Long Yue just looked at her indifferently, and remained unmoved from beginning to end.

Ye Qingmeng felt that everything about herself was seen through. She was stared at to the point of suffocation and lowered her head in shame.

If this is really the only way...

"Is this really okay?" Ye Qingmeng covered her face and murmured in confusion.

Bei Ming Long Yue did not answer, but turned around and disappeared into the dark night again.

"You should go back."

Chapter 51: The Price