My wife is not a demon

Between the windows of the buildings on the two floors of the street, there are bright lights shining through.

Yun Zhiyue leaned against the cold wall, counting the stars in the sky boredly, while Fenyu's neck was illuminated by the clear moonlight, as if covered with frost and snow.

Today is the happiest day for her, but also the happiest day.

Originally, after being invited to the house by Bai Xianyu last time, she wanted to stop thinking about Chen Mu, but in the end she couldn't hold back her feelings and came to look for him.

Although Chen Mu kept talking, she was very angry.

But in her heart she was actually very happy.

Even when Chen Mu kissed her secretly, the woman's heart tasted the most beautiful sweetness and happiness.

But what makes her feel ashamed is that she is the third party after all——

The third person interposed between the perfect couple, Chen Mu and Bai Xianyu.

The wife behind her back came to flirt with her husband. This kind of shameless woman was what she hated the most, but she turned into this.

"Forget it, after finding the traitor, go back to the Yin Yang sect and practice hard, don't think about other things."

Yun Zhiyue sighed softly.

What's more, there are still people who want to assassinate her. Staying by Chen Mu's side will eventually cause him trouble, so it's better to leave early.

Wait until you get the gift that the other party wants to give and leave.

But what gift will Chen Mu give her?

The woman secretly guessed.

The streets are quiet and there are few pedestrians.

The night wind blows, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, trees and green leaves, which is refreshing.

At the end of the street, an old woman who buys candied chestnuts is slowly pushing a small cart. She has been running around for a living and can no longer stand the ravages of time.

It is like a candle flickering in the cold wind, warming the last life with the remaining light.

On the other side, a seven-year-old child running in the night wind with a small windmill in his hand is welcoming the most brilliant time of his life.

Like bamboo shoots, they grow slowly and vigorously.

One is going into decline.

One goes to hope.

And Yun Zhiyue, who was standing in the street, was savoring the hesitation and bitterness of life, with love and choices in front of her at the same time.

"Girl, do you want candied chestnuts? It's very sweet and fragrant."

The old woman in her dying years asked tremblingly, with a hint of hope in her cloudy eyes.

"no thank you."

Yun Zhiyue shook her head and declined politely.

The old woman sighed, and slowly pushed the car forward, but a small slope blocked the direction of the wheels.

The old woman pushed forward with all her strength, but she could only move forward with difficulty.

The car wobbles...

Seeing that she was about to fall over, a fair and slender hand grabbed the car, Yun Zhiyue smiled softly, "Let me help you."

"Thank you, thank you girl." The old woman thanked quickly.

Seeing this, the child playing with the windmill also ran over to help the old woman push it, and said crisply, "Grandma, I'll help you too."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The old lady had a kind smile on her face.

The wheels start rolling.

Under the darkness of night, pieces of withered and yellow leaves slowly floated down, covering the moonlight, starlight, and the eyes of passers-by around...

"Blinding the eyes with a leaf."

Yun Zhiyue looked up at the scattered leaves and murmured softly.

Hearing Yun Zhiyue read the 'four words', the old woman's cloudy and dim eyes burst into a bright light, twisted her right hand, and the whole car suddenly flipped over and smashed towards Yun Zhiyue.

Boom!

The cart scattered in all directions, and countless candied chestnuts splashed up, turning into a torrential rain that covered the sky and the sun, pouring down with a biting murderous intent.

The five fingers of Yun Zhiyue's right hand bloomed like orchids, and yin and yang patterns bloomed all over her body.

The bright Yin-Yang diagram rotates rapidly.

In a hurry, the skirts fluttered, and the black hairs on the sideburns were lifted, blocking the flying sugar chestnuts one by one, crushing them into powder.

The child who helped push the cart was petrified.

Before he could react, his whole body flew towards the wall next to him, and he immediately screamed, holding the windmill tightly with his little hands.

Just as his head was about to hit the wall, a graceful figure rushed over and grabbed the child by the shoulder.

However, in the next second, the wind blade in the child's hand flew out by itself.

Like a knife edge across.

Yun Zhiyue was as calm as Gu Jing, her eyes were not disturbed at all, she tipped her toes lightly, and retreated like a falling leaf, her hair in the blowing wind instantly broke into countless extremely shattered strands.

Swish swish!

The blades of the wind are wrapped in an extremely cold chill, just like the blades of a blower that are continuously and rapidly spinning, and the vitality around them is fluctuating.

Yun Zhiyue blinked, and the golden natal sword hung in the air.

Under the advantage of the Yin-Yang Diagram, countless sword intents were released and rushed away from Fengye in front of him.

Here comes the killer.

She never thought it would be so soon, and... there were still two people.

She didn't know if she could escape the catastrophe, but the only thing she was lucky for now was that Chen Mu was not by her side.This is a good thing, there is no need to go through what happened to the demon baby last time.