The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

What surprised Ning Shu was not that Jiang Zhixia had recovered her soul, but that these mortals dared to fight against the demon world.

But she regained her composure in just a moment and responded to Jiang Zhixia's offensive seriously.

Although it was more difficult to deal with than before, she could also see that Jiang Zhixia had only recovered her magic power not long ago. She had been injured one after another just now, and now she could barely hold on for breath.

Thinking of this, she swung her sword and attacked her right arm, forcing her to block and defend, causing the wound caused by the soul-killing nail to get bigger and bigger.

Jiang Zhixia endured the severe pain and defused Ning Shu's killing moves one after another. Above the clouds, she saw that her fellow sects were fine; she also saw the heads of the other three sects and their disciples coming to rescue them. Jianyang landed on top of the clouds and accused the demon world of harming mortals and violating the treaty.

The addition of mortals gave the Immortal Realm a formal excuse to send troops.

The number of the demon army was not large, and it was already difficult to deal with mortals. Coupled with the pursuit of the heavenly soldiers, they finally collapsed thousands of miles and fled in all directions.

"So this is your goal." Ning Shu swung the knife again, and Jiang Zhixia avoided the blade and landed behind her.

"I didn't expect any of this."

She was telling the truth.

The common people spontaneously going up the mountain to slay the demons was not one of the many possibilities she imagined. She now seems to have a new understanding of Daochang Mao's words.

Ning Shu never gave in, and Jiang Zhixia refused to give up even when she was seriously injured. One is to maintain the face of the demon world, and the other is to tear off the fig leaf of the demon world's lust and inner beauty.

The battle intensified, and both sides used their lifelong skills to fight to the death.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhixia saw the opportunity and attacked Ning Shu. However, Ning Shu dodged, but was kicked hard in the abdomen by Jiang Zhixia and took a few steps back.

This kind of small gesture is nothing between the two, but it is very important in the eyes of the demon world and the fairy world.

The invincible demon king - gave in.

Jiang Zhixia didn't give her a chance to breathe, and quickly stepped forward, preparing to give Ning Shu another blow. Ning Shu made a secret gesture to release demonic energy, disrupting her vision, and then stabbed straight at Jiang Zhixia.

Jiang Zhixia held the knife and dodged sideways. Ning Shu's blade passed against hers, making a harsh sound.

The two of them got closer and closer. In the flash of lightning, Ning Shu once again condensed her magic power and struck her with a palm.

She was knocked off her head, and Ning Shu let out a shrill scream, and the sword in her hand hit the ground heavily.

People in the world of immortals and demons could clearly see that this demon king had been injured by Jiang Zhixia, who had a hairpin stuck in her wrist.

Ning Shu covered her wrist and gasped.

Several elders flew up into the clouds to take Ning Shu away before things got worse. Before leaving, Ning Shu looked at the person who caught Jiang Zhixia.

Jiang Zhixia was caught by the man and fell to the ground smoothly. She smelled a familiar scent that she hadn't smelled in a long time, her head buzzed, and she immediately pushed him away.

She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief and tried to calm down her emotions. She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tried to suppress the huge wave of shock in her heart.

When was he alive? Why is he here? Was he sent by Ning Shu?

All the memories came flooding back to her in an instant, and she felt a dull pain in her abdomen.

"Zhixia..." Ji Chen called her softly. He finally lost all cover and just stood in front of her with his own face and body.

His soul was punched out of Lu Chennian's body by Ning Shu. He thought it would just disappear. But after the seal of Lingquan was lifted, he was led by an invisible force to the bottom of the Well of Lingquan, where he saw his well-preserved body placed in a crystal coffin.

He didn't know who put his body here. But he doesn't want it anymore, he doesn't want to recover his mana, and he doesn't want to be Ji Chen anymore.

Jiang Zhixia said that she hated Ji Chen... He couldn't live in this capacity! He is Lu Chennian!

He quickly stepped back but could not resist the force, and finally he was resurrected in his original body.

Jiang Zhixia opened her eyes, and the vigilance and indifference in her eyes hurt Ji Chen's heart. He finally made her lose guard against Lu Chennian.

She looked at the direction Ning Shu was leaving, and then looked at him.

"I have nothing to do with her!" He hurriedly clarified his relationship with Ning Shu, "I was not sent by her, and I will never hurt you again for her. You believe me. Zhixia..."

"I am... Lu Chennian..." he said repeatedly, hoping to save something, "I am in his body... I have always been by your side..."

The next moment, Jiang Zhixia's horizontal knife pierced his abdomen, interrupting his explanation.

"We're settled."

She pulled out the horizontal knife and looked at Ji Chen who slowly knelt down in front of her with an expressionless face.

"Don't..." Ji Chen ignored the wound on her abdomen and stretched out his hand to pull the hem of her skirt, "If you don't want to have sex with me, can you kill me? Zhixia, kill me to avenge yourself. Don't have sex with me." I am Lu Chennian! I know that I have done something irreversible..."

Jiang Zhixia didn't want to hear what he said anymore, so she turned around and walked slowly towards Lingqing. Because her ankle was shot, her steps were very unsteady.

She felt that she needed some time to sort out the messy thoughts in her mind.

She can no longer cope with so many things. Where are her classmates? Why didn't anyone come to pick her up? Where is Xie Zezhi? Where did he go?

She was a little tired.

Before she fell, she smelled the familiar fragrance of ink.

Jiang Zhixia woke up the next afternoon. Her mana and soul have been restored, and she doesn't need such a long sleep to replenish her strength.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar bed curtains. Her mind went blank and she just wanted to sit up. But as soon as she moved, she felt a heartbreaking pain in her right arm, which made her scream.

"Don't move!" Xie Zezhi held her down. "The wound of the Soul-Destroying Nail cannot be healed with magic. It has to be healed slowly. Lie down and tell me, what do you want?"

Her mind wasn't very clear and it took her a long time to understand what he was saying.

She slowly came to her senses and said, "She took away my hairpin."

Her voice sounded slightly aggrieved, like a child complaining to an adult.

"I've only been wearing it for a few days."

"We don't want it anymore. I'll make another one for you, okay?"

"I want that!"

"Okay, I'll help you get it back." He coaxed her in a low voice, with unspeakable distress in his eyes.

But in his heart, he was grateful to God for allowing him to build the Fusang Sacred Tree, and also grateful to mortals for their help. If one thing was missing, she might not be able to talk to him here.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Zhixia saw that he looked haggard, his face was very pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He shook his head and said that he was just scared when he saw her fighting with Ning Shu.

But she knew he wasn't telling the truth. She guessed that it was due to the excessive consumption of the magic power he used to complete the Fuso Sacred Tree.

"Go and adjust your breath. I'm awake, it's okay. Look at you... you don't even look good..."

"You dislike me when you wake up." As if he couldn't see enough, he looked at her intently and put the back of his hand against her cheek.

"I didn't... Is your hand injured?" Her attention was attracted by the white cloth wrapped around Xie Zezhi's right hand. "Did people from the demon world do it? Why did they attack you? Does it hurt?"

She raised her left hand to touch his right hand to check his injury.

"I did it myself."

Her excessive movement might injure the wound, so he took the initiative to hand it over. Jiang Zhixia opened the white cloth and saw the hideous scars inside.

"You're stupid, why are you doing this?" She couldn't help but frown.

He said that after knocking her down to the mortal world that day, he also scratched his hand with the hairpin from before. Only in this way can he calm down.

"I'm helpless, Zhixia." He confessed: "I don't know what I can do for you. If I can work harder to make the fairy world a better place, you don't have to take risks. I can't protect you, but I'll hurt you. I'm afraid there won't be a more useless god than me in the entire Three Realms."

"Nonsense!" she shouted to stop him, using too much force and accidentally injuring the wound. She screamed in pain, and Xie Zezhi panicked and quickly looked at her right arm.

"Put your face over to thank Zezhi! Don't make me trouble."

Xie Zezhi approached her and she grabbed her neck.

She raised her little face and said, "According to what you mean, before you took the grass of immortality alone to find the traitor in the fairy world, I couldn't protect you, am I useless?"

"I didn't!" He held it up with his hands to avoid pressing her, "I just..."

"I just feel like I'm a man and can't even protect the woman I love, so I feel useless~~" Jiang Zhixia took away his lines in a weird way.

"Ha! Ha! It's not love that you have to stand in front of me in everything. We are mutual and equal. The only difference is that we are responsible for different things. That day, the situation forced us to find the devil. If you fall in love with me, it will be up to me to step forward and take the responsibility. If the devil asks you to marry you, I will knock you down to the mortal world with one palm. Then do I want to be like you?"

"Of course not!" How could he give up.

"Then it's over! I just praised you for your progress, and now you're doing this. If you think too much in the future, I'll punish you by writing a self-criticism, do you understand?"

She watched Xie Zezhi nod obediently, then kissed the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "The first thing Zhaoheng does for me is to take good care of myself, and don't hurt yourself again. Let me have a handsome and unrestrained Husband, take it out and let everyone praise me for my good taste."

In the end, Xie Zezhi couldn't hold it back and lowered his head to kiss her.