After attacking the blackened male second, she won by lying down

Chapter 2 The Blackened Male Second in the Ancient Cultivation of Immortals (2)

Wen Nian raised his eyes and saw that Ming Yi had arrived in front of her at some point.

And the murderous sword in his hand was now resting on her snow-white neck.

"Well--"

Wen Nian was so frightened that he was going to beg for mercy, but with the cloth stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

In the end, she only hummed and chirped a few times, unable to hear what she wanted to express.

"Did you see how Wan Qingshan died?"

Ming Yi's emotionless voice came from beside his ear.

His sword kept wandering around her neck, and Wen Nian didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he was not careful, he would die.

"My lord is asking about your words!"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Ming Yi's eyes flashed fiercely, and the sword in his hand became a little heavier.

After feeling the pain from his neck, Wen Nian nodded with tears in his eyes as an answer.

Of course she knew how Wan Qingshan died, he was hacked to death by Ming Yi with the sword in his hand.

Although Wan Qingshan is the leader of Wan Evil Sect, he is obviously not the opponent of Ming Yi, the son of Xianxie.

The reason why Ming Yi killed him was to avenge Wan Qingshan's encroachment on his fairy spirit.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, Ming Yi has recovered his identity as an evil spirit, his magic power is boundless, the fairy gate can no longer accommodate him, if he wants to survive, he has to kill Wan Qingshan and take the Valley of Evil.

Seeing the red marks on her snow-white neck, the corners of Ming Yi's mouth could not help but rise.

But the sword still stayed on her neck, with no intention of putting it down.

Wen Nian had always been afraid of pain, and the wound on her neck was bleeding uncontrollably, and now she was in so much pain that tears flowed down her face.

Judging from Mingyi's current level of darkness, let alone saving him, she would probably die by his sword sooner or later.

Who will save me?

"Are you afraid?" Ming Yi put down the sword, and slowly squatted down.

Seeing her tearful face, he raised a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"That day when I was tied to the Zhuxian Pillar and was beaten by your good brother Wan Jian, I was so scared. It's a pity..."

He paused, a tear flashed in his eyes, but in an instant, that tear turned into resentment.

He strangled her neck tightly, with such strength that he seemed to be able to crush her thin neck directly.

"You people in Xianmen always boast that you are noble, and when you need me to go through life and death, you will give me a little sweetness, and you don't need me anymore..."

He intensified the intensity, and continued: "Take me as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh!"

After speaking, he pushed her aside in disgust, as if throwing away something he hated.

At this time, Wen Nian was already pinched by him. If he had been slower just now, Wen Nian would have felt that he was already dead.

On the verge of death, Ming Yi unexpectedly untied her, and took off the cloth from her mouth.

Because of his untied movement and Wen Nian's lack of strength, she fell directly to the ground as soon as he untied her.

After taking out the cloth ball in her mouth, she began to breathe heavily.

She can't die, she can't die, she still has to go home.

Maybe he breathed too fast, causing Wen Nian to cough non-stop.

Seeing her embarrassed face, Ming Yi smiled even more unscrupulously.

He knelt down and lifted her chin forcefully, and said viciously, "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

"It won't be fun to deal with that old fox Wen Cangyuan if you die."

After speaking, he added another sentence.

Hearing this, Wen Nian's face turned pale with fright.

Wen Nian couldn't think of another reason for Ming Yi to treat the heroine he once liked like this, other than the deep-rooted hatred.

In order to survive, she decided to use bitter tactics first.

So, with the expectation that Ming Yi might feel sorry for the heroine, she hastily grabbed his sleeves and pretended to be weak: "Brother, please, let me go."

She originally thought that by virtue of her status as the heroine, she could get Ming Yi a little bit of distress, but as soon as the words fell, Ming Yi returned to the rage just now.

He shook off her hand, "Don't call me Senior Brother!"

"Your senior brother died as early as the day of execution!"

He stood up and looked down at her condescendingly, with an unapproachable arrogant posture: "The one standing in front of you now is Ming Yi, the leader of Wan'e Sect."

Wen Nian collapsed on the ground and looked at him helplessly. At this time, she had already forgotten the pain in her neck.

Compared with that little injury, she is now more afraid that Ming Yi will cut her into pieces like he did Wan Qingshan.

Thinking of this, she quickly climbed forward and hugged his thigh, holding on to her last glimmer of hope, "Please let me go, I don't want to die."

I want to go back to my albino planet, and I don't want to die in a book.

Hearing this, Mingyi seemed to have heard some big joke, and the smile on his face gradually turned ferocious.

The flickering light hit his face, making him look more like a ghost in the Valley of Evil.

"Want to live?"

It took a long time before Wen Nian heard him kneel down and ask her.

Wen Nian was so excited that he nodded repeatedly, fearing that if he said a step too late, he would be unhappy.

"If you want to live, you can..."

Ming Yi slowly lifted her chin, and carefully studied her face.

After two seconds of silence, he leaned close to her ear and laughed in a low voice: "As long as you help me steal the soul-returning pill back, I will let you go."

"..."

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The soul-returning pill is a treasure of the celestial sect. It is said that it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Ordinary people can prolong their lives if they eat it, and those who cultivate immortals can double their power if they eat it.

"Ugh."

Looking at the endless Wanbu ladder in front of him, Wen Nian was so tired that he was out of breath.

"I'm exhausted, this female lead is also the daughter of the head of the Xianmen sect after all, she has been taken captive by Ming Yi for so many days and no one from the Xianmen sect has come to look for her, and this step, why does the Xianmen sect live in such a high place ah?!"

Taking another look at the long stone steps in front of him, Wen Nian sighed and sat down on the ground.

【Ding!It is detected that the host is being lazy and will be warned and punished! 】

At this moment, the sound of the system suddenly sounded.

Wen Nian was so angry: "You still warned me? Why didn't you come out to save me when I was almost killed by Ming Yi in the Valley of Evil just now?!"

Hearing this, the system knew it was wrong, and even the voice of the speech was an octave lower:
[Life is not easy, the system sighs.As a little fairy in the system world, she is also afraid of death. 】

Wen Nian rolled his eyes at her: "..."

It means there are hundreds of millions of bits of speechlessness.

"You just tell me where the Immortal Sect's soul-returning pill is stored, and what should I do to get it?"

Wen Nian became impatient and cut to the chase.

If you want to save the blackened Ming Yi, you must first win his trust.

And the first step in gaining trust is to help him find the soul-returning pill.

【Ding!According to the description in the original book, the Huihun Pill is located in the ice pool in the extremely cold valley of Xianmen, guarded by a green dragon, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get it. 】

Wen Nian nodded thoughtfully: "So if you want to get the soul-returning pill, you must first enter the Extremely Cold Valley."

"Then how can I get in?"

[Generally speaking, only disciples who have made mistakes in the Extreme Cold Valley will be imprisoned, but even if you enter, you will not be able to defeat the Qinglong who guards the soul-returning pill. I advise you not to think about it. 】

The system's words did not dispel Wen Nian's enthusiasm. She thought for two seconds and had an idea: "I have a way!"

(End of this chapter)