In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

"I'll take you to find the Star Sword first." Sensing that she didn't have much time, Shen Chuxue wanted to do her last bit for her child before disappearing completely.

A few people nodded, and then followed Shen Chuxue to the depths of the Mie Mie Cliff.

The more she walked in, Liu Wangshu felt the feeling of separation from body and soul became stronger. She pressed her chest with some unease, trying to relieve her discomfort.

Jiang Ying noticed something was wrong with her, and asked with concern: "Still uncomfortable? Then we"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Wangshu shaking his head, "It's okay, we'll get better soon."

Although she didn't know why Jiang Yinghe was interested in Xingchen Sword, since he wanted it, and now someone was leading them to look for it, she naturally couldn't hold back.

Jiang Ying saw that she was holding on, and there was a trace of distress in her eyes, "Okay."

He also thought about letting Yu Qingyan accompany Liu Wangshu to rest and wait here, but now that they have reached the depths of the Cliff of Silence, something could change at any time, and he is worried about letting her out of his sight.

But the Xingchen Sword was also related to Liu Wangshu's life in the future, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he could only bite the bullet and continue walking in.

Jiang Ying's pace was obviously a little faster, which didn't affect Liu Wangshu and the others, but Ming Ruochu suffered.

He stabbed himself with a sword just now, although Yu Qingyan helped him stop the bleeding, but because of his quickened pace, a lot of blood oozes from the wound.

The faint smell of blood continued to spread in the Cliff of Silence, attracting many covetous eyes.

"Something is coming," Jiang Ying stopped, keeping Liu Wangshu and Shen Chuxue behind.

He could feel that there were quite a few of these things.

As soon as Jiang Ying's words fell, countless green lights hung in the air around them, like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, very strange.

This sudden change made Yu Qingyan alert, and turned slightly sideways to block Song Qiushui.

Song Qiushui looked at the blush standing in front of him, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, he was already weak enough to need her protection.

"This is a wraith, be careful." Shen Chuxue looked at these dark ghosts and explained.

She has stayed in the Cliff of Silence for a thousand years, so she is very familiar with these things.

These resentful spirits are all people who died tragically in the war between the two clans thousands of years ago. Before they died, they had great resentment and could not be reincarnated, so they could only keep wandering on the cliff of silence.

It's just that these things have always been timid, how could there be so many at once today, unless there is something that can attract them.

Jiang Ying summoned the Slashing Immortal Sword, and fierce sword energy gushed out, and the wraiths closest to them were burned by the sword energy, making a sound like firecrackers bursting.

The rest of the wraiths seemed to be frightened by this scene and stopped coming forward, but they were also ducks that couldn't bear to let go of their mouths. They kept floating around them, and kept roaring like wild animals.

Seeing the reactions of these resentful spirits, Jiang Ying was also a little surprised. These always timid things dared to stay here after seeing so many of their kind die.

What is it here that attracts them?

"Flesh body," Jiang Ying murmured.

These grievances cannot be reincarnated, but they can take other people's bodies and achieve their desire to return to the world.

No one has set foot on this Mie Mie Cliff for thousands of years, and now so many people come all at once, how can these resentful spirits not be moved.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Jiang Ying's mouth, "I'm afraid your plan will come to nothing."

The murderous aura on the Immortal Slaying Sword became more intense, and the screams of the resentful spirits echoed in the cliff of silence.

Liu Wangshu also fought among these wraiths with the Shuanghua sword, but her movements were obviously much slower than usual.

The cries of these wraiths kept hitting her brain, and she felt as if her brain was being stabbed by a needle.

The feeling of her soul being stripped became more intense. Several times, she even felt that her soul had started to squeeze out of her body, and it was only by her will that she barely stabilized it.

Jiang Ying had learned the lesson last time, and when she killed the wraith this time, she was always by Liu Wangshu's side, in case something happened to her and she would not be able to arrive in time.

He also noticed that something was wrong with Liu Wangshu, so he came to her side in a flash, and wiped out a wraith that was about to pounce on Liu Wangshu with a sword.

"Yue'er," Jiang Ying was startled when she saw Liu Wangshu's pale face, why did she become like this in such a short time.

"Where did it hurt?"

Jiang Ying was still asking questions with concern, but Liu Wangshu felt that his head was about to explode, and he didn't have the energy to answer him at all.

The resentful spirits also felt that Liu Wangshu was getting weaker and weaker, and became more excited, scrambling to rush to Liu Wangshu's side.

They all want to possess this perfect body that is rare in a millennium.

Liu Wangshu's face was drained of color, a little sweat had already leaked from the tip of his nose, and his body was fully supported by Shuanghua, so he didn't fall down.

"They are robbing my body," Liu Wangshu said with the last bit of strength, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing Liu Wangshu lying in her arms, Jiang Ying felt heartbroken and roared to the sky.

The devilish energy around him soared, the original bright yellow and blue pupils were now as bright red as blood, and the neat bundle of hair was also scattered.

"Go to death", Jiang Ying has only one word in his mind now, and that is to kill.

These little wraiths should be crushed to pieces, leaving no one behind.

He did the same, and the devilish energy around him continued to disperse in the cliff of silence, enveloping all these resentful spirits.

The original black magic energy turned into magic fire and began to burn these wraiths.

In an instant, the screams of the resentful spirits in the cliff of silence pierced the sky. Gu Qingming, who was far away in the magic abyss, was painting. Hearing this sound, he stopped writing and walked to the window.

Looking at the indissoluble demonic energy in the distant sky, he chuckled, "Your Majesty is so angry, I'm afraid it's because of that woman again."

He smiled and shook his head, closed the window and went back to the desk.

"Dong Jun is painting again?" There was a bit of coquettishness in the cold female voice.

Gu Qingming turned sideways slightly, avoiding the hand that wanted to caress his shoulder, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "The saint respects herself."

"Oh," Xie Wanqing laughed coquettishly, "We are considered allies now, why is Dong Jun still so cold?"

Gu Qingming didn't bother to talk to her, turned around and went back to the desk, and continued with the painting he hadn't finished.

"Ah, the woman in this painting is really pretty." Xie Wanqing followed him to the desk and praised.

Feeling the softness of Xie Wanqing's chest clinging to her, Gu Qingming couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to hold her neck.

Xie Wanqing didn't expect this man to be so cruel, and she couldn't help regretting her actions today.

"Xie Wanqing, I'm not interested in you," Gu Qingming said coldly, "Even if you stand naked in front of me, I won't take a second look, do you understand?"