Disciple's rebellion

Ning Jie stood in front of Mi Chen, poured his energy into the ground, and a huge spiritual flower burst out from the water column, like a boulder filling the sky in the gods. The river water pressured down.

Wang Yi originally saw the river surging, so he subconsciously stood in front of Fu Song, summoned the cloud iron fan, and gathered spirits to suppress the river.

But seeing Ning Jie taking a step ahead of him, his heart skipped a beat.

Before Ning Jie rushed up to give away the head in a rage, he still felt strange.Having been with Ning Jie for many days, Wang Yi could see that he was worthy of being a disciple raised by the Immortal Master Weiwu—reasonable and calm, unlike him when things happen, he is easy to explode.

Ning Jie exploded in front of him, it seemed to be related to Mi Chen.But only once.

In this world, except for Mi Chen who can make his mood fluctuate, other people and things, in his heart, are like being thrown on a stone face, without the slightest ripple.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help looking at Mi Chen.

No wonder the celestial venerable saw that Ning Jie rushed up and did not use his spiritual power to drag him back. It turned out that he knew that Ning Jie was drawing a formation.

Wang Yi withdrew his gaze, folded his fan and turned around to look at Fu Song, and said with a light smile, "They really have a tacit understanding."

Fu Song quietly looked at the pair in the distance, clenched his hands tightly, and didn't reply.

Ning Jie moved too violently, and the wound on his shoulder opened again.

He raised his hand to cover the wound, and sneered: "Wang Zhen, you are not the only one who procrastinates in this world."

Wang Zhen was surprised for a moment, then realized, he clapped his hands and praised: "You are worthy of Brother Ning. Unfortunately..."

Wang Zhen's eyes froze, and with a wave of his hand, the original transformed Qin Huai and the child immediately turned into a red beam of light and threw themselves into the river.

Jiang Zhu, who was originally suppressed by the light blue spiritual power, rolled into the sky again.

The difference from before is that this time the color of the water flow is scarlet red which is redder than cinnabar.

Wang Zhen swallowed, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.He smiled brightly: "It's a pity that this formation is catalyzed with my life. It is endless, and you can't cross people."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhen burst out laughing.

Ning Jie's eyes froze, and he gathered more spiritual power and poured it into the ground.

Unfortunately, none of the flowers successfully broke through the river and turned into spirit stones to suppress it.

The surge of the huge river forms a red fog all over the sky, slowly spreading from the sky to the ground.

At this time, driven by the water column, the huge river quickly turned into a red carpet covered ten miles.

Ning Jie's spiritual power was exhausted, and he staggered to the ground.

A trace of distress flashed in Mi Chen's eyes, and he raised his sleeve to input spiritual power for Ning Jie.

Wang Zhen exhausted the last trace of chaotic energy, and changed his Taoist robes into wedding clothes.

He walked to the riverside, facing the bright red mirror, took out the groom's hair crown from the spirit bag, and put it on his head neatly.

Ning Jie clenched his pale knuckles, looked at Mi Chen, and said with pale lips, "Master..."

Mi Chen lightly stroked Ning Jie's eyebrows, and said, "It's nothing."

After the words fell, Mi Chen condensed a wave of spiritual energy and threw it out.

The huge river broke a hole somewhere, and immediately a group of people broke through the flow.

Wang Yi fixed his eyes and couldn't help saying: "Elder Fulin."

But Wang Zhen, who was standing aside, stabilized his body, looked at the woman who fell to the ground, his pupils trembled, and ran over staggeringly, ignoring the leakage of his body's spiritual power.

Mi Chen continued to infuse spiritual power to Ning Jie, and he shouted loudly: "Senior brother!"

Guijing stood firm, and when he heard Mi Chen's voice, his pupils trembled, and he immediately followed the voice.

Seeing that Ning Jie was seriously injured, he came back to his senses and walked over, a warm green spiritual power slowly entered Ning Jie's body.

Seeing this, Fu Song said to Wang Yi, "Yanxin, push me over."

Hearing the words, Wang Yi pushed Fu Song to the front of Ning Jie and the others.

Fu Song raised his sleeves to salute the two of them.

Guijing glanced at Fu Song lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to pour spiritual power into Ning Jie's body.

Mi Chen saw that Guijing was helping Ning Jie to heal his injuries, so he withdrew his spiritual power and stood up.

He took a few steps forward, and immediately Cang Bi was pulled out from his back, exploding powerful spiritual power in the sky.

Cangbi was surrounded by sand and stones, and soon formed a huge stone pillar.

Mi Chen's eyes sank, Cang Bi broke through the flying sand and stabbed at the blood column.

I saw Cang Bi's spiritual light flickering on the blood column a few times, and several huge cracks appeared on the blood column.

Mi Chen endured the tenderness in his chest caused by the increased spiritual power, and said coldly: "Break!"

Blue light bloomed from the crack, and the strong spiritual power seemed to want to remove the blood column.

But to everyone's surprise, the blood column was about to collapse, but the whole was still stable.

A look of astonishment also appeared in Mi Chen's eyes. He was just about to hold his breath and refill his spiritual energy when he saw another blue light piercing the air and attacking the blood column.

With Fu Shuo's blessing, the blood column collapsed no matter how difficult it was.

Mi Chen didn't care about taking back the Cang Bi, turned around and ran towards Ning Jie who was kneeling on the ground.

Ning Jie pumped out a lot of spiritual power, so that the chaotic energy left by Qin Huai in Ning Jie's wound entered Ning Jie's body in large quantities.

Ning Jie couldn't control it for a while, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mi looked coldly at the return state, concentrating on sending spiritual power into Ning Jie's body.

After Guijing got a glance at the knife, he said awkwardly: "Don't look at me, how much your disciple loves you, you know better than me."

Ning Jie wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head at Mi Chen, he took Mi Chen's hand and grabbed it, looked aside in his arms and said, "Master, Wang Zhen..."

Mi Chen looked over, saw Wang Zhen's face was pale, and said coldly: "You don't have to care about people who are about to die."

After finishing speaking, Mi Chen took out a blood rose from the spiritual bag.Just as he was about to stuff it into Ning Jie's mouth, Ning Jie grabbed it and held it in his hand.

Facing Shang Mi Chen's surprised and even probing eyes, Ning Jie smiled lightly, comforted Mi Chen and said, "Master, the disciple is fine, Wang Zhen is more important."

The blood column was destroyed, and Wang Zhen's internal organs were devoured by spiritual power, and strong blood appeared in his mouth.

Wang Zhen swallowed the blood in his mouth, lightly pinched the woman's shoulder, and asked anxiously in a voice mixed with blood foam: "Xixi, you are Xixi."

At this time, the woman's face was revealed.

Ning Jie's eyes were shocked, it was really Yuan Xi in Jiang Que's illusion.

There was no trace of spiritual power on Yuan Xi's body, and she slowly recovered from the violent burst dizziness.

After the Ming Dynasty at Lingtai in Yuanxi, seeing Wang Zhen, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Are you... Ah Zhen?"

Yuan Xi was a little hesitant. After all, Wang Zhen had changed so much that it was difficult for her to recognize him for a while, but she still called out the name they got along with.

Wang Zhen looked excited.

He hugged Yuan Xi, and said with excitement and tears: "Xixi, it's me, I'm Ah Zhen. It's really great that you didn't die."

Yuan Xi paused, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the ecstatic Wang Zhen away, and said calmly, "Ah Zhen, I'm not Xixi, I'm Jiang Li."

As soon as these words came out, not only Jiang Li was stunned, but even Ning Jie was stunned.

Wang Zhen reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Xixi, don't make fun of me. I can recognize your face even if it turns into ashes." Afraid that Yuan Xi would deny it, he leaned over and pushed the hair behind Yuan Xi's ear , dialing and saying: "There are red ones behind your ears..."

Before he finished speaking the word mole, Wang Zhen froze to a halt.

"Yuanxi" was clean on the back of his ears, not even a single mole.

Jiang Li smiled wryly: "This face was taken off by Xixi herself, so it's not surprising that you can't recognize it."

Wang Zhen clenched his hands, he withdrew his body abruptly, pushed Jiang Li to the ground, and roared angrily, "What the hell happened! Why did Xixi's face fit on yours!"

Jiang Li was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground, his eyes darkened.

She slowed down for a while, and said: "Xixi said that her spiritual bone is stronger than mine, and it will be better when made into a spiritual knife. Before I can react in time, Xixi will..."

Jiang Li stopped, and the scene of Yuan Xi wiping her neck in a bridal gown once again appeared in front of her eyes.

Jiang Li took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "Then commit suicide before my eyes."

Wang Zhen picked up Jiang Li, punched Jiang Li in the face, and asked, "Why didn't you die, why are you still alive! Jiang Li, how do you still have the face to live in this world!"

After Wang Zhen finished speaking, it seemed that he still couldn't let go of his hatred, and he wanted to punch Jiang Li again emotionally.

boom!

Wang Zhen's body was dragged to the ground by a spiritual force.

Ning Jie coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and slapped forward to the ground.

He said hoarsely: "Wang Zhen, don't forget that she is a girl. Also, she is also your friend and Yuan Xi's. Yuan Xi's death is no less painful than yours!"

Jiang Li stood up slowly. She walked towards Wang Zhen who was lying on the ground, squatted down, and said sadly, "I'm sorry. Xixi asked me to take care of you in the end. I was late. Ah Zhen, I'm sorry."

Hearing Jiang Li's words, Wang Zhen kept holding back his tears and slammed on the ground, and immediately burst out like a torrent.

He clenched his fists and slammed on the ground, whimpering uncontrollably.

Mi Chen looked at Gui Jing beside him, and asked in a cold voice, "Brother, what's going on?"

Guijing withdrew his gaze, sighed softly, and said, "Too bad fate."

Jiang Li's father was a perceptive person, seeing the frequent incidents of the bridegroom killing his wife, he knew that someone would take advantage of it to make trouble again.

So from the moment his wife became pregnant, Jiang Li's father had planned to raise the girl as a boy.

Jiang Li was treated as a boy from the very beginning, no wonder Jiang never doubted it.

Although Jiang Li's father has always claimed that Jiang Li is a boy, he is afraid that Jiang Li will reveal his secrets, so he tells Jiang Li the difference between men and women, so Jiang Li has known since childhood that she is a girl.

Although Jiang Li's spiritual roots were inferior, he was regarded as high-class in Rushan, so he joined Jiang's family and practiced martial arts with Jiang.

It was also because of this that when Jiang Li went to worship his ancestors with Jiang Que, he found Jiang Yuan's tomb a little strange.

While Jiang Que was offering sacrifices to his ancestors, Jiang Li took a closer look at his surroundings.She was near the tomb door and found that there were traces of being dragged on the weeds here.

Jiang Li kept his mind on it. In the middle of the night, while Jiang was fast asleep, he secretly came from Jiangfu to the woods next to Jiangyuan's tomb, hid in the tree canopy, and carefully observed Jiangyuan's tomb.

The hard work paid off, and Jiang Li really let Jiang Yuan see that Jiang Yuan, who was already dead, was breathing black, opened the door of the tomb, and walked out from inside.

What Jiang Li has learned in the Jiang family for so many years is to cover up her aura. She has not let go of it since she left the house. After seeing Jiang Yuan, she even suppressed her aura to an extremely low level and did not move.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuan, who was suspicious by nature, returned to the door of the tomb again, and condensed a wave of chaos into it.

After doing this three or four times, Jiang Yuan left completely.

When he came back, he released the Qi of Chaos again to check if anyone had entered the tomb door.

After dawn, Jiang Li mixed with the funeral procession and carefully left the cemetery.

Back in Jiang's mansion, Jiang Li closed the door carefully, and his heartbeat that had been suppressed all this time began to beat rapidly like rain falling on a plate.

"Ah Li, where did you go, why did you come back at this hour?"

It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Li's heart stopped for a moment the moment Jiang Que uttered his voice.

Seeing that Jiang Li didn't speak, Jiang walked to the door from the inside. Seeing Jiang Li's face was pale, he immediately walked up to her, supported her shoulder, and asked anxiously, "Ah Li, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?" ?”

Jiang Li slowed down and shook his head lightly, and said, "I met a monster with a terrifying appearance last night, and it was windy again, so it's fine." After finishing speaking, Jiang Li paused and forced a smile, "Ah Que, I want to take a good rest. Can you help me..." Jiang Li seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly said, "No, I'll wash up and go over there."

Seeing that Jiang Li's body and soul were separated, Jiang forcefully squeezed Jiang Li's shoulders and dragged her to the bed, covering her with the quilt: "Sir, I will ask for leave for you, so you can rest here, and I will remember your homework for you." Come on, there will be no delay."

Jiang Li didn't know if there was any place for Jiang Yuan to relax in the huge Rushan Mountain, but his condition today was indeed not suitable for going out.Then he readily agreed.

When Jiang closed her door, Jiang Li tore off the quilt that wrapped her tightly.

She shrank in a corner, looking around in panic and vigilance.

Biting her pale knuckles, she thought to herself:

I can't fall down!

Absolutely not!

After suffering from insomnia for several days and nights, Jiang Li managed to pull himself together and began to secretly search for the missing bride.

Just as Jiang Li got some clues, he happened to meet Qingming.

Jiang Li knew that the smell was hard to get rid of, so he thought of a way, made some incense that smelled light at first, but the smell was hard to get rid of soon, and specially lit the incense on the gap to let the smell in.

At first, Jiang Li was also a little worried, afraid that Jiang Yuan would suspect him, but after going down for a few times, everything was calm, and the girls who were not brides had disappeared recently, so Jiang Li made up his mind to explore the tomb.

After taking the elixir to eliminate the smell, Jiang Li waited on the camphor tree for Jiang Yuan to appear.

Not long after Jiang Yuan left, Jiang Li jumped from the camphor tree, opened the door of the tomb, and got in.

As soon as she entered the tomb, she smelled a bloody stench.Jiang Li resisted retching, and groped forward cautiously.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Li finally glimpsed a glimmer of light.She settled her trembling hands and walked towards the dim light.

Jiang Li was already sure that Jiang Yuan was the frightening ghost bridegroom, and she also expected that this was a real tomb, but even if she was mentally prepared, when she actually saw the corpses of pregnant women in the room, her scalp still felt numb.

Zheng!

Before Jiang Li could resist, a high-quality sword was placed around Jiang Li's neck.

"It really is you. I have been waiting for you for a long time, and finally I caught you."

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