Chapter Seventy-One: Boundless Love
Yan Gexing tried to mobilize his whole body cultivation, but suddenly found that his cultivation was actually restricted, and this feeling was like being in Wanhua Villa, could it be the influence that the little crucian carp brought to himself.
Mo Jiyu walked over, and his fingers condensed a small ice bead to flick away the magic sword that was on Yan Gexing's neck.
"It's not your turn to meddle in our sect's affairs. Mo Jiyu glanced at the elder coldly.
Several elders had never seen such an arrogant, rude, and domineering person, and they hurriedly approached Mo Jiyu, gritted their teeth and said, "Aren't these disciples of mine dead? Are all of you people from the Cangyun Sect so noble?"
Mo Jiyu glanced at the elder coldly and snorted coldly: "Don't you understand my words?"
Several elders hurriedly pulled out their magic swords and pointed their swords at Mo Jiyu.
She didn't pay attention to those elders at all, she just looked at Yan Gexing, pretended to be extremely indifferent and said, "Are you really willing to degenerate into a demon cultivator?"
Yan Gexing looked at her veiled face and those cold and ruthless eyes, and shook her head.
Mo Jiyu looked at the elders again and said softly, "We will give your sect an explanation for this matter." β
"I don't believe you!" the elders said angrily.
Mo Jiyu immediately held the Ice Condensation Sword that suddenly appeared: "Since this is the case, then it depends on whether you can beat me, I won't release water for the sake of your seniors." β
Several elders were angered by Mo Jiyu, and hurriedly attacked Mo Jiyu.
And Mo Jiyu just slowly pulled out the ice needles inserted in his two wrists, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly, and the temperature around him plummeted.
These elders knew that this woman, who seemed to be much lower than the other two Cangyun Sect elders, had hidden her strength, and with their current strength, she couldn't match this woman's, so they had to give up.
They took the magic sword, looked at Mo Jiyu and said loudly: "Then we look forward to how your faction will give us a satisfactory explanation." β
Mo Jiyu nodded, inserted the two ice needles back into his wrists, and hurriedly returned to the Cangyun Sect with Yan Gexing Imperial Sword Flight, who was bound up with demonic energy.
The disciples of the sect all knew that Cangyun had sent a demon cultivator, and they were all silent, and they didn't expect that it would be the first person in this generation, Yan Gexing.
Mo Jiyu's face was very ugly, Chen Ningran looked a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly comforted: "Little junior sister, don't be too sad. β
Mo Jiyu could only forcibly squeeze out a smile to signal that he was fine.
Chen Ningran felt that her words were really too pale and weak, so it was better not to say them.
Lin Wangyue also knew about this, and waited in the Canglan Hall with a frown.
Mo Jiyu and the others got off the flying sword, and when they saw Lin Wangyue waiting here, her face turned white all of a sudden, she didn't know how this world would deal with demon cultivation, so she could only try to deal with it herself.
"Senior brother. Her voice suddenly became a little low, and the feeling of heartache was very obvious, "Let me deal with this scoundrel myself." β
"Senior sister, this..."Lin Wangyue hesitated a little, this was a major matter related to several Immortal Cultivation Sects and Cangyun Sects.
"I will give you a satisfactory explanation. She said in a hoarse voice.
In the end, Lin Wangyue nodded and handed over this matter to the little junior sister to deal with.
Yan Gexing was escorted to Wuya by several disciples, Mo Jiyu followed behind, holding her hands tightly, her nails were deeply sunk into her palms, and the feeling of pain in her flesh and skin could make her temporarily suppress this feeling of heartache.
Although Yan Gexing was unable to mobilize the mana on his body due to inexplicable restrictions, he used his divine sense to probe and found that there was a magic crystal in his wooden card, and that magic crystal was the reason for attracting these demonic qi.
And this wooden plaque was given to him by the little crucian carp himself.
He smiled desperately, it turned out that everything was all my own fantasy, all of which I was indulging in.
He was escorted to the end like a walking corpse, and looked at Mo Jiyu, who took the veil to reveal his extremely disgusted face, and decided to ask: "Do you believe me?" β
Mo Jiyu glanced at him coldly.
Seeing that glance, Yan Gexing's heart was like ashes, and he finally understood that he had been sinking into this dream made up with countless lies.
Mo Jiyu originally wanted to shoot Yan Gexing with one palm, but at this time, Lin Zhize suddenly spoke: "Ji Yu, with the strength of this demon cultivator, you will defeat him without bounds, I am afraid that it will give him a chance to live." β
She looked at Lin Zhize and said coldly, "Then what did Senior Brother Lin say?"
"Stab him with a sword, and then knock him out of bounds. Lin Zhize said.
Then the surrounding disciples nodded one after another, Yan Gexing was talented after all, and it was very possible that he would not be able to die after laying Wuyan.
Mo Jiyu's heart throbbed, and she was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay then." β
She summoned the Ice Condensation Sword and stabbed it into Yan Gexing's chest under the gaze of Yan Gexing's godless eyes, and the blood smeared a large area of white clothes at once.
Her eyes were slightly red, but she could only maintain a cold and ruthless appearance.
Yan Gexing moved in the direction of Mo Jiyu step by step, and the blade of the Ice Condensation Sword slowly pierced his chest, and the blood almost stained all the robes on his body red.
Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the blood stained his teeth red, and he looked at her and said word by word, "I don't owe you anymore." β
Mo Jiyu was stunned in place, and hurriedly withdrew the Ice Condensation Sword, she stared blankly at Yan Gexing's bleeding chest, not knowing what to do at all.
The blood flowing from his chest completely stained the white True Inheritance disciple uniform on Yan Gexing's body red, and he retreated to the edge of the boundless: "From now on, you and I will never see each other." β
He closed his eyes and leaned back, the wind blowing from the depths of the void blowing his shirt open, revealing what he had been wearing close to his neck.
Mo Jiyu hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab him, but only grabbed the thing he was wearing around his neck, she looked at the small blue crucian carp whistle in her hand, and her heart ached.
Yan Gexing closed his eyes and felt the bone-like wind of Wuyan, but he couldn't withstand the pain in his heart.
"Brother Yan, I will accompany you all over this Divine Dragon Continent. β
"Brother Yan, you have to smile more, you look good when you laugh. β
"Brother Yan, we must come to see the fireworks next year. β
"Brother Yan, I like you. β
He coughed up another mouthful of blood, but his mind suddenly appeared with images he had never seen before.
"What if I want to force it?ββ if you want to force it, you will be punished by heaven!"
"We are destined to marryββ but we just meet in the water. β
"You are destined to be a lone star!"
It turned out that fate was predestined from the beginning.
He felt the endless wind blowing away those miserable, sad but sweet memories little by little, just like Ling Chi cutting off the flesh and blood on his body one by one.
From then on, there was only Yan Gexing of the Heaven Breaking Palace, and there was no Yan Hanqing of the Cangyun Sect.
She stared blankly at the little crucian carp whistle for a long, long time, and her face took on a dead gray color.
At last she smiled very ugly, and clutched the little crucian carp whistle tightly, trying to rub it into her palm.
Her whole body trembled slightly, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, which soaked the ground in large swaths.
But she just smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and staggered out, the blood kept dripping on the ground, but no one dared to take a step forward.
"Congratulations to the host, it......'s over" Before the dog son's words were finished, Mo Jiyu fell to the ground all of a sudden, frightening the dog son's program for a while.
And Lin Wangyue, who was behind, also rushed over, looking at the little junior sister's lifeless face, he was so frightened that he poured several bottles of Huishen Pill at once.
Chen Ningran hurriedly stepped forward to check the pulse, and finally said with a calm face: "The little junior sister is very damaged because of her heartbreak, and she must be treated immediately, otherwise she will be worried about her life." β