Xuanze Mountain Realm, the prestigious heaven-level secret realm Dragon King Palace in the Xiuzhen Realm.

The stone staircase carved with the dragon spirals upwards to the ruins of the palace at the highest point of the secret realm.

Jiang Zhanyue was climbing the stairs when a young man chased after him and blocked Jiang Xuanyue's way with the position of the hilt of his sword.

"Senior sister, wait!"

Jiang Zhanyue, who was blocked from going to the road, coughed non-stop, the sleeve of her lips was stained with a little blood, her eyelids lifted, and her mouth was a cold voice.

"Little junior brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Senior sister, why didn't you agree to the master's request just now? Just use half of your heart to save Senior Sister Yu's life, are you so cold-blooded, do you want to see death or not save it? Mu Yiyan's face was as bright as jade, wearing a pale cyan sect uniform, and he looked like a righteous gentleman, and asked.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhanyue stopped coughing briefly, and the two words of Hebi blocked her throat.

Raised since the age of six, and took care of the junior brother for ten years, in order to save a new female disciple who was only half a month old, asked her to ask for half of her heart.

Is it because she is not used to the sophistication of the cultivation realm, or because Mu Yiyan's brain is caught in the scabbard.

Jiang Zhanyue is not from this world, and when she woke up ten years ago, she found that she had crossed into the cultivation realm. Later, by chance, he worshiped Kunlun Shangzong, one of the four major sects in the cultivation realm, and worshiped under the legendary Beichen Jianzun, the leader of the righteous path, with the other four.

Although Beichen Sword Venerable has a great reputation, he has never appeared in ten years, including the apprentice who was still the peak master of the next peak who collected lots for him when he received the apprentice. Jiang Zhanyue, as the eldest sister among the five, took on the responsibility of taking care of the junior brothers.

Mu Yiyan was not the first junior brother to ask her for something for Senior Sister Yu, ten days ago, the fourth junior brother had already stolen her sword from her and sent it out.

Ten years of kindness, she doesn't want her juniors to repay her kindness, but at least she doesn't want to take revenge.

"The sword I have raised for ten years has been taken by your senior brother to give her away, and now you have come to ask me about my heart again." Jiang Zhanyue said coldly.

"Senior Sister's Sword...... The Fushu sword, which you have raised with your essence blood for ten years, has been taken away? Mu Yiyan was stunned, no wonder he always felt a little intimate when he looked at the sword on Senior Sister Yu's waist.

"Senior sister, as long as you are willing to save Senior Sister Yu, Senior Sister Yu is kind-hearted, and she will definitely take the initiative to return the sword to you." Mu Yiyan doesn't have time to think about the sword now, Senior Sister Yu's situation is not good, and only Senior Sister's heart fused with Bodhi Fruit can save her right now.

That sword was originally hers, but Mu Yiyan naturally asked her to use half of her heart to exchange Yu Xuehui for what belonged to her.

Jiang Zhanyue should have been furious, but because of her poor health, she never had any extra expression on her face. At this time, he was in a dangerous secret realm, and he didn't want to waste time and strength to entangle with Mu Yiyan.

"There's no way I'm going to give her half a heart, get out of the way." Jiang Zhanyue motioned to Mu Yiyan to put away his sword and not get in his way.

Mu Yiyan became impatient, and as soon as the hand holding the sword was forced, the sword qi rippled a layer of ripples, and Jiang Zhanyuezhen, who was directly close to him, fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhanyue's body is as fragile as tofu scum, even mortals who have not cultivated can compare, Mu Yiyan, as a genius disciple in the sect, has already built a foundation at a young age, and just leaking a little sword qi almost shattered Jiang Zhanyue's viscera.

She fell to the ground, her face was as pale as white paper, and her pale and almost white sect clothes were full of blood, and anyone who looked at it looked like she was going to die at any time.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I'm just in a hurry. Mu Yiyan saw Jiang Zhanyue's appearance, as if someone had poured cold water on her, and she was a little sober.

The other party is a senior sister who has taken care of herself for ten years, even if he is anxious about Senior Sister's situation, he doesn't really care about Jiang Xuanyue's life or death.

Mu Yiyan hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Jiang Zhanyue get up.

Jiang Zhanyue endured the pain of broken viscera and waved Mu Yiyan's hand away. She is now in the mood of wanting to stab Mu Yiyan to death with a sword, and Mu Yiyan touching her will make her feel disgusted.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Xuanyue scolded.

Mu Yiyan subconsciously took a step back, but he didn't hesitate for a moment, he blocked back in front of Jiang Xuanyue.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry. Your heart is protected by the Bodhi fruit, and if you lose half of it, you will soon grow well. The Bodhi fruit is 10,000 years old, and it is difficult to find it in the world, but Senior Sister Yu has to be the Bodhi fruit, I can only take it first, and then I will make amends to you in the future. ”

Mu Yiyan's face was unbearable, but the sword in his hand had already aimed the tip of the sword at the position of Jiang Zhanyue's heart, and he could easily break open her chest and take half of her heart with just a little spiritual power.

Jiang Xuanyue's hand propped up on the steps gathered spiritual power again and again, but it was always as if there was an invisible hand, suppressing all her spiritual power, not giving her half room to resist.

Obviously, with her cultivation, it is not a problem to suppress a single foundation, but she can't use it at all.

"Senior brother, I can't live without half of my heart, let me tell you this, do you still insist on using my heart to save Senior Sister Yu?" Jiang Zhanyue had no choice but to suppress the unwillingness and anger in her heart and reason with Mu Yiyan.

Mu Yiyan looked at her suspiciously, "But the head said that the Bodhi fruit can heal all wounds, and he said that even if you give Senior Sister Yu half a heart, you will be able to heal in less than three days." ”

If he hadn't gotten such a guarantee from the boss, Mu Yiyan wouldn't have been ruthless enough to exchange Jiang Zhanyue's life for Yu Xuehui's life.

Although he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Senior Sister Yu's unbearable appearance, Jiang Zhanyue had been in a ten-year friendship with his senior sister and brother, and he couldn't really kill her.

"I'm different from ordinary people, if you take half of my heart, Bodhi fruit will definitely not be able to protect me." Jiang Zhanyue knows the effect of Bodhi fruit better than the head.

When she first entered, not long after she crossed over, she was already coughing up blood every day because of the rejection of the Heavenly Dao, and the second junior brother who had not been expelled from the sect at that time gave her a fruit and hung her life, and that fruit was the Bodhi fruit that Yu Xuehui was thinking about now.

The effect of the Bodhi fruit is so miraculous, and it only barely allows her to live, she is still riddled with injuries and illnesses every day, and a sword injury that is nothing for a cultivator can make her walk through the ghost gate.

Mu Yiyan was deeply impressed by Jiang Zhanyue's intelligence, Jiang Zhanyue, who couldn't beat anyone, could often survive from various dangerous secret realms, relying on his brain. I'm afraid that this is a rhetoric made up by refusing to save Senior Sister Yu, but he does have a little more scruples in his heart, and he doesn't dare to bet on whether Jiang Zhanyue's words are true or false.

Mu Yiyan put away his sword and was about to give up, but another group of people flew over and surrounded Jiang Zhanyue.

Yu Xuehui was held in her arms by her brother Yu Tianhao, and fell in front of Jiang Zhanyue with the two senior brothers.

"Brother, let me go." Yu Xuehui's weak voice sounded, she pulled Yu Tianhao's sleeve and whispered.

Yu Tianhao put the person down as he said, Yu Xuehui came to Jiang Zhanyue, and suddenly knelt down in front of her.

"Senior Sister Jiang, Xue Hui begs you, for you, it's just some pain, but for me, it's fate. For the sake of the same family, please save me. ”