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Feng Yunxiu, the professional novice guide tool, came on the scene for less than a minute, and it was temporarily completed.

He clutched his chest and vomited blood. He watched Master Xiao, who was leading him through the door with his own hands, elegantly wearing a hijab and continuing to walk towards his master.

He was a little cold-hearted, but he didn't expect Xiao Yunyi to disown his relatives.

He was angry and resentful, thinking that his sincerity had fed the dog. If he had known that Xiao Yunyi was such a person, he would not have taken such good care of him in the first place!

But as soon as the hypothesis was brewing in his mind, he smiled bitterly. His duty and identity prevented him from ignoring Xiao Yunyi.

Ignoring Feng Yunxiu's emo, Xiao Yunyi only had Master in his eyes at this moment.

First, due to the oppression of Xiao Yunyi's aura, and secondly, due to Xie Qingyun's instruction, the people in front of him slowly got out of the way, and Xiao Yunyi finally came to the person he had been thinking about day and night.

"Master——"

Xiao Yunyi smiled softly, her eyes red.

Their distance is within reach.

Xie Qingyun looked at the man in front of him indifferently. His wedding dress and hijab made his face look like a peach blossom, and he was unparalleled in beauty. He seemed to be a demon of lust in the world, tempting people to willingly give up everything and stay with him until death.

It's a pity that she doesn't want to play the "you love me, I love you" game now.

She stretched out her hand and pinched the man's slender white neck, her voice as cold as ice:

"Xiao Yunyi, what did you do? What did you do to him?!"

"Him? Hahahahahahaha..."

Xiao Yunyi laughed, with a slightly lingering voice that made people's hearts itch. A pair of red, gilt eyes suppressed the pain and sent a twinkling look.

He raised his arms to hug the person in front of him, and his nostalgic whisper contained terrible paranoia.

"Master, marry me or kill me!"

The big man Kuishan shouted violently below the Wentian Hall:

"The Demon Realm has already deployed 200,000 troops outside Wentian City! The people in our Demon Clan have always been crazy. If something happens to His Majesty the Demon Lord in Wentian Sect, our Demon Realm will fight to the death!"

Xie Qingyun's eyes darkened, still holding Xiao Yunyi's neck, "Are you threatening me?"

"I can never threaten you, Master."

Xiao Yunyi shook her head, and the little bird leaned against her shoulder, his left hand caressing her beating chest.

He really wanted to dig it open and put himself in it!

"As long as Master just says a word, Yi'er will ask them to retreat."

As for that one...

He should be dead, right?

Half an hour ago, Feng Qi, who carried the assassination order, successfully arrived at the main courtyard of Wangyue Pavilion with Ling, Xiao Yunyi's former direct disciple, and the route map silently given by Xiao Yunyi.

As soon as he stood firm, the courtyard door opened from the inside.

A tall and mighty man carried the fainted "bride" in a red wedding dress and walked out with a gloomy expression.

Someone came earlier than him!

Feng Qi was secretly on guard and ready to go.

"Who are you?"

The man was the first to attack. Feng Qi couldn't reveal his identity as a demon, so his steps were limited during the fight, but his eyes were always on the "bride" on the man's shoulder.

A long chirp was heard coming from afar, and a large group of spiritual birds suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounded by a gorgeous wedding car.

Damn it, the bride is here!

Feng Qi gritted his teeth and went all out.

Ye Zhifan frowned and his eyes were as bright as a torch.

"Demon?"

No matter how emotionally entangled he is with his master, Yuezhao Mountain is not a place where demons can run wild!

Ye Zhifan raised his hand and threw the unconscious Shen Junlin into the courtyard, summoning the sword that had been refined several times.

"Keng——"

The weapons connected, setting off a wave that surged into the sky, but it was silenced by Yuezhao Mountain's formation. Finally, a few wisps of breeze formed, shaking down a tree of flowers.

Due to the fierce fighting, the defensive formation of the main courtyard was activated. Feng Qi looked at the thick barrier that enveloped the main courtyard and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"You deserve to die!"

Not to be outdone, Ye Zhifan showed off his sharp edges, holding a three-meter-long sword in one hand, his brows blazing like fire, his black robes dancing, and his thin lips slightly parted:

"Anyone who offends me from inviting Yuefeng will die!"

The cold light of the sword drew smooth lines in the air. Ye Zhifan stepped out with his feet and was in front of Feng Qi in an instant.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the sword weighing more than a hundred kilograms seemed to weigh a million kilograms, pressing on top of Feng Qi like wind and lightning.

"cracking--"

A scream came from Feng Qi's throat. In an instant, he turned into a giant turbid eagle with a wingspan of 100 meters. The giant steel claws fiercely grabbed the blade, sparking sparks all over the sky.

Sparks fell in the grass and branches, quickly causing wildfires.

Ye Zhifan's expression changed drastically, and Feng Qi's hatred was overwhelming. You came and I started a prairie fire.

……

There is a fourth person on this mountain.

Lou Xingzhou, the third disciple of Qingluan Sword Master.

At this time, he was standing in front of a portrait, motionless like a sculpture. He had been lost in thought for a long time.

When he learned that Master had left the day before yesterday, Lou Xingzhou had a desire to see someone. He wanted to know what kind of man could win Master's heart after Zhao Weiyun?

He has lived in the main courtyard for a long time and naturally has most of the authority of the main courtyard. When he was about to enter, he met Ye Zhifan who coincidentally met him.

"Senior brother, I want to see the person that Master wants to marry."

Perhaps out of selfish motives, Lou Xingzhou agreed.

Because he smelled a familiar scent from Junior Brother Ye whom he hadn't seen for a long time, the decadent air of being unable to love.

He is also the master’s lover!

It's just that with the master's marriage ceremony in front of her, it's not a big deal for her junior brother to become a love rival. After all, it's not Ye Zhifan she wants to get married to, right?

Moving towards the courtyard, he was so familiar with the courtyard that he remembered every plant and tree in his mind. Suddenly it became very strange.

Those red silk lanterns and pairs of paper-cut birds and animals are really dazzling.

"who are you?!"

A pure girl in white made a warning sound, but was knocked unconscious by Lou Xingzhou's palm. Without a trace of sympathy, he stepped over the girl and suddenly opened the door.

The rich sweet smell hit his face, and Lou Xingzhou subconsciously held on to the door frame to prevent him from falling.

After a long pause, the dizziness disappeared.

His eyes fell on the man with his wedding dress embroidered stitch by stitch on the couch. The strong fragrance of the master's happiness with others made him unable to open his mouth.

Because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, he would reveal the sound of his collapse.

Ye Zhifan strode forward, pulled Shen Junlin up who was extremely weak in energy, and asked sternly:

"Who are you? What's your name? Where do you live? What do you do? Why are you here?"

Shen Junlin said in a daze:

"Shen Junlin...Master...is about to get married to Master, and the wedding dress has not been finished yet...the wedding dress..."

Shen muttered a few words, lowered his head and continued to embroider, and the flesh and blood on his fingers was sewn into the clothes.

"It turns out that my name is Shen Junlin, and he is still Master's disciple..."

Lou Xingzhou murmured in a low voice, standing alone at the door. He didn't know when Ye Zhifan dragged him out.

Maybe he knew, but he pretended not to know.

Because even if Ye Zhifan kills Shen Junlin, the best he can do is to ignore him until death, and the master will not hate him too much.

To kill someone, you don’t have to do it yourself.