The Devil Fallen Fairy wants to regret and make amends? You are not worthy

Hong Jiao, the mountain master of Chiyang Mountain, did not like others to disturb him. This was something that all the disciples of Chiyang Mountain knew very well. Of course, for other mountain masters, such a thing might just be a reprimand, but for Hong Jiao... a beating might be considered light.

Hong Jiao's voice came from inside slowly.

"Take some time to rest and set off again at dawn."

The young disciple was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"I understand, Master."

Then the young disciple issued the order, and the mighty team stopped not far from the valley entrance to reorganize.

The moonlight was hanging high overhead, illuminating the valley.

The woman in the carriage said softly.

"Master... this valley looks very peaceful, there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

Hong Jiao smiled easily.

"Don't cross the valley at night, don't cross the river in the rain. You have to be more careful in everything. It's not shameful to be careful...it's shameful to die."

His eyes turned cold, and he looked through the gap in the door curtain at the quiet valley. It seemed that there was no movement, only emptiness and loneliness.

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"Hmm? Stopped?"

Xia Mian saw the team not far from the valley entrance through the gap in the dense forest.

Her eyes were somewhat anxious. Although she and the man had no direct hatred, everyone wanted to achieve the goal in front of them.

Of course, it could also be that he wanted to get away from the bastard behind him as soon as possible...

Xu Qingyan sat lazily behind Xia Mian, but his posture was almost like he was holding the woman in his arms.

It doesn't look like he's here to assassinate someone, it looks like he's here to steal someone's concubine...

Xu Qingyan looked lazy, as if he didn't care at all.

"Of course, Hong Jiao is not an ordinary person. Although his strength is just so-so, he has more thoughts than anyone else. He would never do something like crossing the valley at night."

"...Are they going to rest? If we take advantage of the night and..."

"Will he relax his guard if he doesn't enter the valley at night? Use your pig brain to figure it out. The closer he gets to the Eighteen Sword Sect, the more vigilant he will become."

"You're the one with the pig brain!" Xia Mian retorted unhappily, but soon, she felt a pain in her chest, and her cheeks quickly turned pink. His playful words came from behind her.

"What did you say, huh?"

"...Master said Nunu has a pig brain, Nunu is..."

Bastard...When this princess is freed, I will lock you in a pigsty!

Xu Qingyan slowly loosened his hand, as if he had suddenly lost interest in this woman, and then lazily lay down on the ground.

"Let's do it at daybreak."

Summer hibernation is somewhat unwilling.

"But when it gets light, maybe other people will pass by. And considering Hong Jiao's personality, he might arrange for the sect to come to pick us up. By then, there will be many variables..."

Xu Qingyan closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth turned up, "Not bad. I just said you were a pig-brained person, but now you have upgraded. You are indeed more thoughtful than before. But... you have to do it during the day, otherwise there is no chance of success."

Xia Mian glanced angrily at Xu Qingyan, who seemed to have really fallen asleep on the spot. She was very annoyed.

Judging from his behavior, he doesn't seem to be here to assassinate me... Is he deceiving himself? Or is he planning something else, such as a conspiracy that involves me?

But Xia Mian soon gave up this idea.

Even such a contract has been signed, and your life and death are entirely dependent on the other party's thoughts, what other conspiracies and tricks are needed?

I hope he really has something, and I hope he is not doing this on purpose to show off.

Alas... we can only wait.

And at this moment———— "Rustle, rustle."

A very subtle and inconspicuous sound made Xia Mian's whole body tense up. The sound was very slight, but it definitely did not come from Xu Qingyan behind him!

Who is it then?!

Just as her eyes were changing rapidly and she felt something approaching, she was about to make a choice at this critical moment.

Suddenly...a pair of hands surrounded me.

He lazily rested his chin on his shoulder and whispered into his ear.

"Don't be afraid."

Her face suddenly turned red, her breathing became rapid, and the sound of her silent heartbeat roared in her chest like a drum.

As the footsteps suddenly became more obvious, she suddenly forgot the shyness she should have felt at this moment, and she lay motionless in Xu Qingyan's arms. She was like a life-size doll in Xu Qingyan's arms.

It was the sound of one... no, it was the sound of several people's footsteps.

They actually passed by Xia Mian who dared not move. They did not search the bushes carefully, otherwise they could clearly see a man and a woman, hugging each other intimately like a couple. It seemed like a wild sex in the wilderness.

When they passed by, when they finally went away.

Xia Mian finally relaxed, she even felt sweat coming out. She could only collapse in Xu Qingyan's arms.

It was as if after such extreme tension, she needed to gain that rare sense of security. Perhaps only at this time did she feel that the young man behind her was somewhat useful.

But I didn't expect...

"boom."

Xu Qingyan pushed himself away.

She almost collapsed to the ground in embarrassment, and turned her head to see Xia Mian with an embarrassed and angry expression.

"what are you doing?!"

Xu Qingyan continued to lie down carelessly.

"You are sweating. I am a germaphobe."

This bastard...actually said he was dirty again!!

Xia Mian sat aside as if angry and unwilling to get close to the boy. She buried her face in her knees, but suddenly thought of...

Those people didn't search carefully, but that didn't mean they wouldn't detect the aura. My nervousness at that time might have betrayed my presence. So... why didn't they find it?

Is it because of...him?

Who on earth is this young man?

The sun rises and the morning sun appears.

"Master, it's dawn, shall we set off?"

This time, Hong Jiao opened the curtain, and his eyes, which seemed to be shining with brilliance, stared at the valley in front of him.

"Was there any unusual movement last night?"

The young man shook his head, "No, according to your instructions, the people we sent out have explored the surroundings of the valley in advance, and there is nothing unusual."

Hong Jiao nodded.

"Then let's go. Remember... don't let your guard down. The closer you get to your destination, the more alert you need to be. Don't panic at any movement."

“Boom boom—”

The carriage moved forward and entered the valley.

Everything seemed normal, the weather was fine and the breeze was blowing, as if bringing the joy of returning home.

Such expectations seem to be able to dispel the fatigue in people's hearts.

But some things are not what they think they will be, for example, they expect everything to go smoothly, but fate often plays tricks on them.

For example, they tell themselves to stay alert, but their physical movements have become slack and their steps have become relaxed.

So when the unexpected happened, their defenses were limited.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, countless rocks fell from the high ground on both sides!

The team suddenly became a little chaotic, with smoke and dust billowing.

Soon someone stood up and raised his arms high.

"There are thieves. Don't panic. Surround the carriage and protect the mountain master!!"

The rocks were still rolling, but their lethality to the immortal cultivators was limited, and they could not even cause effective damage, and only caused a moment of panic.

They quickly surrounded the carriage, forming a circle and tightly protecting the carriage in the middle.

At the same time, they looked around vigilantly, watching for any figure that might appear in the rolling smoke and dust. If they appeared... they would not give him any chance to speak.

But when the smoke and dust cleared and the rolling of rocks had ended, no one appeared.

"What is this? Is this the end?"

The leading disciple couldn't help but want to laugh, as if he had never seen such a cowardly thief.

But the next moment——

"Puff."

A disciple on the periphery collapsed.

then.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

There were sounds of people falling one after another, just like stones falling into a lake.

The last man looked at his companions falling around him in horror, and he seemed to suddenly realize something.

"It's poison..."

"Puff."

He also fell down in front of the carriage.

Suddenly the whole valley was silent, as if nothing had happened.

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment, a figure rushed down from the high ground, holding a long sword and pointing it directly at the carriage!

Her sword was getting closer and closer, and her figure was getting faster and faster.

The moment her sword tip touched the door curtain.

"boom!!!"

The masked woman flew backwards with a bang, and the carriage immediately broke apart.

Inside is a thin man standing on a wooden base, with sharp eyes and slightly fluttering hair...

"There is a trick. They used falling rocks to scare my men. Although they recovered quickly, they subconsciously thought that the falling rocks were the main means."

"In fact, this falling rock is just a tool. It is used to cause a cloud of dust, so as to cover up the real killer move. I used poison to knock out my men, leaving me alone and helpless..."

Hong Jiao stood on this shaky but unshakable wooden base.

He seemed to be in deep danger, but he was not panicked at all. Looking at the masked woman, he even smiled slightly.

That pointed face looked a little weird.

"What a good plan... This makes me even more curious. Which faction are you from? How did you guess that I would pass by here? Are you from the Eighteen Sword Sect? From Yunluo Mountain? Or... Let me think... Are you from the Demon Tribe?"

The corner of Xia Meng's mouth trembled slightly in the mask.

"Stop talking nonsense, Hong Jiao... I will kill you today!!"

After saying that, the sword-wielding girl rushed forward.

Her footsteps raised a cloud of dust.