The cool wind on a rainy night ruffled the gauze as thin as cicada wings, carrying the light fragrance of pear flowers.

The girl was lying on her back in the brocade quilt. The wounds on her back were deep and the bones were visible. The red and white colors were intertwined, making her skin look like gelatin.

Outside the bed tent.

Shen Yujin's eyes moved slightly and stopped moving forward.

Her long black hair fell down, and her fair face, half-covered, had an inexplicable color.

Jiang Lijiu raised his head slightly, his phoenix eyes sparkling under the candlelight, "Didn't Master say that he would give medicine to his disciple?"

"Ah."

Shen Yujin nodded.

But he turned his steps, raised his wide sleeves slightly, and the carved windows blocked the sound of rain.

He walked slowly, stretched his slender jade-like hand into the looming curtain, and applied it gently.

The fragrance of the medicine spread. I don't know if it was because his fingers were too cold or because of the ointment, which indeed relieved the pain a lot.

but.

Still a drop in the bucket.

This injury, even with Yuan Zhen's cultivation level, would take several days to heal.

"It hurts?"

Shen Yujin paused.

"It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Lijiu gritted his teeth and held on.

Unexpectedly, the hand on his back pressed down hard.

"Master, it hurts."

The tearing feeling made her straight shoulders tremble slightly.

A sigh reached my ears.

"Why bother asking for trouble by being so stubborn?"

After Shen Yujin said this, his next movements were even gentler.

Drowsiness comes unexpectedly.

Jiang Lijiu rested his head on his slender jade arms and looked sideways. The man's thick long eyelashes were lowered, his lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was serious and focused.

Unknowingly, the phoenix eyes closed lightly.

Shen Yujin slowly retracted his hand, looked back deeply, stood up and walked out of the side hall.

"Your Majesty, use demonic spirits for two days in a row, be careful not to be discovered."

A big white goose suddenly fluttered down from the eaves and transformed into a slender man with disapproving eyes.

"Yuan Zhen is a sword master in the world of cultivation. You use your magical power to make him impulsive and attack you. What should you do if he reacts?"

"I know that your Majesty feels sorry for Miss Jiang, but that can't help her recover from her injuries. It would be too conspicuous for a person in the Golden Core stage to be alive and kicking before the Divine Transformation stage."

"I know it well."

Shen Yujin walked out. Behind him, Lin Wuxiang rolled his eyes at his calm demeanor.

This is really...

The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!

at this time.

An almost imperceptible fluctuation of spiritual power echoed down the mountain.

A hint of teasing curled up at the corners of his lips, "I wonder who has no eyesight and actually touches it and puts it in his lair."

Shen Yujin glanced lightly.

Lin Wuxiang's body froze, he clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, "I'll catch him now."

next second.

The whole person turned into a black mist and rushed into the pattering rain.

But for a moment.

The man in black was thrown into the corridor with a bang.

He raised his head.

With a slight smile on her lips, Shen Yujin turned around and looked down. Under the light of the swaying lamp, she looked like a demon or a fairy.

"Why did you visit Wuyou Peak for no reason?"

"You...are you a demon?"

"Did I ask you to ask questions?" Lin Wuxiang kicked him hard and pulled off the black cloth covering his face.

"what?"

He picked up the middle-aged man's chin and looked at it carefully, then chuckled, "Your Majesty, you are not a disciple of Wuji Immortal Palace."

The man was about to blow himself up and suddenly felt a pain in his pubic area.

In front of him, he saw blood dripping from the knuckled hands of a man dressed in plain white, and the luster of the golden elixir spread out, reflecting the gentleness of his eyebrows.

He fell to the ground, breathless.

"Why was your Majesty killed without a trial?" Lin Wuxiang complained while searching the body.

Sure enough, he took out a green jade bottle from his girdle, opened it and smelled it, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly put it back.

He suddenly raised his head and said, "It's Beauty Fragrance."

This poison is made from Baiwei Lingcao and the clavicle of a naturally charming person. It does not directly kill people, but it has no cure. It needs to perform the Zhougong ritual with people every night, otherwise it will die of hemorrhage immediately after dawn.

Shen Yujin's eyes trembled slightly.

He reached out to take the jade bottle and rubbed the twin flower patterns on it with his fingertips.

A hundred years ago, Su Yuling was poisoned by this poison and was sent to the demon world.

After narrowly escaping the rescue, the girl was already unconscious, with no spiritual roots and no cultivation.

No matter what sharp thing he caught, he stabbed it in the neck.

Just want to die!

and so……

From that day on, on the boundless Snow Sword Mountain in the extreme south, she was trapped in a cave by a mysterious lock.

Shen Yujin raised his head, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the moon was as bright as frost.

Raindrops fell from the eaves.

Before he committed suicide, the desperate words seemed to still linger in his mind, "The world only knows Su Yuling, but no one knows me, Jiang Lijiu..."

Snow-capped, eventually stained with blood.

"Very little is known about this poison in the three realms. Your Majesty used a charming person as bait. After so many years of investigation, the clues that just came out were cut off."

After Lin Wuxiang finished speaking, Shen Yujin's fingers holding the medicine bottle quickly curled up.

"not necessarily."

“Where are you going, Your Majesty, so late at night?”

"kill."

"Be careful, don't get caught alive."

Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared into the vast night.

……

At the foot of Tiangang Peak, the vegetation is deep.

Moon Lake Pavilion.

The young man stood on the shore, looking into the clear light and shadow in the water, with a cold look in his eyes.

One has no cultivation, and the other is seriously injured. They sent Nascent Soul stage dead soldiers to take action. They really look up to them!

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps walking behind him step by step.

"If you do a good job, I will reward you generously."

When he turned around, he was caught off guard by a pair of smiling and affectionate eyes, and shuddered involuntarily.

"Shen Yujin, you..."

The sound in his throat stopped suddenly, and a hand suddenly grabbed his neck.

The cold and biting breath invaded the blood along the skin, and the Dantian was blocked, and not a single trace of spiritual power could be used.

"What are you going to do with Beauty Incense?"

Shen Yujin's pupils were as dark as ink, and that glance was breathtaking, as if he could swallow up all the light around him.

Jin Xiao felt that everything in front of him disappeared.

He was alone in the darkness, and rage rose in his heart.

Grim-faced.

suddenly.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of him, bound by the Immortal Chain, staring at him with frosty phoenix eyes.

"Jiang Lijiu, how dare you look down on me?" He raised his head and laughed, "The fragrance of beauty tastes good, doesn't it?"

"This poison has a price but no market. It is extremely difficult to encounter it in the Yin and Yang realm. In order to get you, I have spent a lot of spiritual stones. Where can you escape this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked closer.

The woman suddenly smiled.

Under the moonlight, everything comes into view again.

The smile on Shen Yujin's lips was cold.

Jin Xiao panicked.

The scene just now was an illusion, which could actually make a dignified golden elixir-level monk feel lost.

It is enough to explain...

The person in front of him was not as harmless as he had shown over the years.

"My uncle is Qi Cangzheng. If you kill me, he will definitely not let you go."

"Huh~"

Shen Yujin chuckled, "That's right."

As soon as Jin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, his dantian felt painful.

"Pfft~"

The blood flowed like a stream, coloring the golden robe and splashing on the surface of the pool.

The water patterns are rippling and rippling away.

When the spirit dissipated, a clear and mellow voice whispered, "You dare to covet my little Jiu'er, but you don't know that you are not even worthy to carry her shoes."

Shen Yujin directly picked up the body from the ground without wiping the blood on his hands.

His gaze fell on a certain place, and the smile in his eyes became even brighter, "Yuan Zhen, you are so happy to have a great disciple, why don't I give you another big gift?"

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