"Let her go." Yuanwuxiang pointed his sword at Tanxiqi, his heart filled with anger.

How could he do such a shameless thing?

Seeing Su Qing being humiliated by Feng Jian Zhu again, Yuanwuxiang felt like his chest was about to explode.

For the first time in his life, he wanted to tear someone into pieces!

How dare he touch her with his hand?

Shameless to the extreme!

If not for the fact that Su Qing was still in his hands, Yuanwuxiang really wanted to pierce through his head with his sword!

"Let go of your hand, let go!" Yuanwuxiang's voice was almost hoarse, his eyes red.

Tanxiqi hugged the struggling Su Qing tightly and turned around with a gloomy expression.

He remembered that this man seemed to have said … that he would be responsible for Su Qing?

This Daozhen hypocrite, having improper thoughts about his, Tanxiqi's, woman.

With just a glance, Tanxiqi was certain, and the anger in his heart rose.

He lowered his head to look at the red and struggling Su Qing, and said intimately in her ear, "Admit it, you liked the feeling just now."

Tanxiqi!

Su Qing struggled in every way, but she couldn't get rid of the panic in her heart.

The deep kiss just now had moved her to the point where she couldn't control herself.

Why did her body still have fantasies about this man?

She didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't go against her heart.

So … she still couldn't forget about him.

"You, you let go!" Su Qing made a final struggle.

Tanxiqi's lips curled up, as if deliberately provoking her, he lowered his head and captured Su Qing's lips again, as if he didn't care about the danger in front of him at all.

"Ugh …" Su Qing was about to collapse, her mind couldn't hold on any longer.

Yuanwuxiang's face was pale, and the silver sword in his hand was trembling.

Shameless man!

He thrust his sword at Tanxiqi, but it was blocked by a burst of Sword Qi.

Tanxiqi's gaze sharpened, and he intimidated the already heavily injured Yuanwuxiang into moving several meters away.

He left Su Qing's lips and pressed Su Qing's acupuncture point with his finger.

"What do you want to do?" Su Qing looked at him in panic.

At this moment, Tanxiqi was completely devoid of his previous emotions.

With a murderous look in his eyes, he instantly appeared in front of Yuanwuxiang.

'Is he thinking of …?'

Su Qing's expression suddenly changed, but her body was unable to move.

"No!

Tanxiqi, you can't do that! "

Tanxiqi turned a deaf ear.

He picked up the silver sword that had fallen to the ground and ruthlessly stabbed it into Yuanwuxiang's palm.

Blood instantly spurted out!

Hehe ~ ~

Tanxiqi was in a good mood, and his eyes were filled with joy.

"Today, I'll destroy your martial arts and destroy your thoughts that you shouldn't have." He held his palm and prepared to break the other meridian.

However, at this critical moment, he was attacked by a burst of Devil Qi.

Tanxiqi was slightly startled, and his instincts urged him to retreat, barely avoiding the killing palm.

Yuanwuxiang, who used the King of Hell's martial arts, abandoned the truth of Taoism, and attacked ruthlessly!

He stood up, quickly pulled out his silver sword, and swept it at Tanxiqi.

The two forces repulsed each other, and dust flew everywhere!

Yuanwuxiang's eyes were cold, and he saw the opportunity. He instantly appeared in front of Su Qing and unlocked her acupuncture point.

"Are you okay?" The two of them asked at the same time.

Yuanwuxiang was stunned, and a warm feeling flowed through his chest.

"It's good that you're okay," he replied gently, but when he looked at Tanxiqi, his eyes were filled with hatred.

Yuanwuxiang stood in front of Su Qing, blocking her. "Feng Jian Zhu, let's decide the victor here today."

"You're injured, and you're no match for me." Tanxiqi sneered. "So what if we decide the victor?

Can you ask the person behind you, who does her heart belong to? "

Yuanwuxiang's face turned pale. What right did he have to ask this question?

However, deep in his heart, he desperately wanted to know the answer.

However, Su Qing suddenly said, "Yuanwuxiang is my friend. Tanxiqi, you don't have to provoke him."

Yuanwuxiang's body shook, and he lost all strength in his hand.

The silver sword fell, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deathly coma.

"Yuanwuxiang, Yuanwuxiang!" Su Qing shook him.

When Tanxiqi saw this, he prepared to attack again, but Su Qing blocked him.

"If you kill the silver hussar today, I'll hate you for the rest of my life."

"You …" Tanxiqi was filled with murderous intent. Su Qing's words lingered in his mind, but in the end … he didn't dare to take the risk.

"Okay, I'll let him go, but you have to come with me." Tanxiqi made a condition.

"I'll definitely do what I promised."

"You still want to go to the Literary Attainments?" Tanxiqi's tone was dangerous.

"Yes, you don't have to stop me. I won't change my mind."

"You …" Tanxiqi really wanted to knock her out and take her away by force!

However, the consequences of doing so would undoubtedly worsen their relationship.

He resisted the impulse and turned around. "I hope you won't regret it."

Su Qing raised her head and looked at his back. The throbbing in her heart was faint, but it was also complicated and indescribable.

"Why did you do this?" Why did you kiss her and make her lose herself again?

Tanxiqi, what are your intentions?

"That time at the Sealed Sword Pagoda, I gave the wrong answer." Leaving behind an unclear sentence, he sighed in wonder and disappeared into the moonlight.

What … did this mean?

Su Qing thought about it again and again. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart beat.

When she was at the Sword Sealing Pagoda, she only asked him for one answer, and that was …

Yuanwuxiang, who was beside her, woke up from his coma.

"You're awake?" Su Qing threw away the distracting thoughts in her mind and happily helped him sit up.

Yuanwuxiang's expression was hidden in the night. His eyes flickered, and it was impossible to tell if he was happy or sad.

"Are you okay?" Su Qing asked worriedly.

At this moment, Yuanwuxiang, for some reason, was a little unfamiliar and even a little frightening.

Yuanwuxiang shook his head. Only then did Su Qing relax.

"It's late. Let's go back to the temple to rest. We'll continue our journey tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

"Your skills are damaged and you've lost too much blood. It's better to … replenish your blood." Su Qing suggested nervously.

Yuanwuxiang's body suddenly trembled and his muscles tensed up.

Su Qing thought that he would hesitate or even refuse.

However, to her surprise, he directly and straightforwardly held her hand and sucked her fingertips between his lips.

A sharp pain came and Su Qing frowned slightly.

She was willing to endure it. This was the price she had to pay.

The more she compromised, the more silent it was, and the more the other party's strength increased.

Su Qing could only feel Yuanwuxiang's lips and teeth constantly piercing her skin. Blood flowed out faster than ever before.

When she felt dizzy, she was already in Yuanwuxiang's arms.

His breath was very unfamiliar, but very warm …

Su Qing looked at Yuanwuxiang with heavy eyelids. Her skin felt the friction between his lips and teeth, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

'He's clearly not sucking anymore, so why … isn't he letting go?'

Two figures walked over from afar.

Su Qing took a closer look. It was Weary Harvest Day and?

Bihari.

The two saw Yuanwuxiang hugging Su Qing and found it strange.

However, when his gaze swept past Su Qing's ugly expression, Weary Harvest Day was the first to come back to his senses.

'Something's wrong!'

He immediately flashed in front of the two and tapped Yuanwuxiang's acupuncture point.

'Devil Qi?'

'Yuanwuxiang has gone mad!'

Weary Harvest Day checked and found that his friend had used the King of Hell's martial arts, a terrifying move that had once caused a storm in the martial arts world.

Weary Harvest Day knew Yuanwuxiang's character well, so he found it even more inconceivable.

'What could make him give up Taoist martial arts and use such a domineering dark move?'

He asked Su Qing. Su Qing could only tell him, but hid what Tanxiqi had done to her.

Weary Harvest Day sighed in his heart. He had never thought that his friend would walk down this path.

Once he fell in love, there was no turning back.

He picked up the unconscious Yuan Wuxiang. "I'll bring my friend back to the Unmoving City to recuperate. I'll leave the rest to you.

Bihari. "With that, he nodded to Su Qing and left in a flash of light.

?

Bihari sat beside Su Qing. "Miss, give me your hand. I'll bandage it for you."

"Thank you."

After a round of tidying up, they set off at dawn.

Su Qing asked, "Have you received the brocade pouch that Weary Harvest Day gave you?"

?

Bihari was a little distracted. "Yes."

"Do you have something to say to me?"

?

Bihari hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "Actually, this brocade pouch has something to do with you."

"Hmm?"

"To tell you the truth, Long Jian is my master. His body has been taken over by the Devil's Breath, and his soul has been bound and cannot return to his body."

'Who would have thought that what that man said was true?'

She thought back to before. Long Jian seemed to have said that he would only feel at ease if he stayed by her side.

What he meant was that her blood could help him regain control of his body.

"In the brocade pouch that master gave me, there was only one sentence: 'Su Qing can help me recover.'"

Bihari frowned. "Miss, what does that mean?"

'It turns out that he still doesn't know about my special trait.'

"When I've dealt with the Literary Attainments, I'll go to the demon market with you."

"Then?

Bihari thanks you here. "

"You're welcome."

The two chatted along the way and finally arrived at the Literary Attainments.

This place was surrounded by mountains and rivers, like a scene out of this world.

Su Qing thought to herself, 'This Confucian Holy Priest is really elegant, but I wonder what his character is like.'

According to Tanxiqi, he had a high status in the Confucian Sect, so his cultivation must not be low. He should be an old Confucian.

But after seeing the person, Su Qing's imagination was shattered.

Not only was this person not old, but he was also quite … young and handsome.

His brows were steady and self-restrained, as refined as an immortal.

Su Qing was a little reserved.

Bihari had already left.

She was still not used to being alone in an unfamiliar place.

"You're Su Qing, Miss Su?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you are …?"

"My name is Mo Qing Chi."

'He's the Confucian Holy Priest?'

Su Qing followed him into the courtyard and into a pavilion.

"Miss, you've traveled a long way. Rest here first." Mo Qing Chi conjured snacks with one hand and placed them in front of Su Qing, then left.

Su Qing was a little confused. 'Didn't I come to save someone?

Is it really okay to be so careless? '

Under the table, a ferret was rubbing against her feet intimately.

Su Qing was overjoyed and quickly bent down to hug it.

"Little cutie, are you lost?"

Su Qing rubbed its fur and listened to its kitten-like cries. She couldn't help but smile. "Why are you here? Are you Mo Qing Chi's pet?"

When she thought of such a cold person paired with such a cute animal, Su Qing felt that the world had become harmonious and subtle.

The ferret seemed to be able to understand her words and kept rubbing its head against her forehead.

"It can't be. Are you really his pet?"

Su Qing lifted it up and shook its body mischievously. "He looks very serious. Aren't you afraid at all?"

"Ahem." Someone cleared his throat behind her. Su Qing froze in place, stiffening her neck and not daring to look back.

'Did he hear my joke just now?'

Mo Qing Chi had been observing her for a long time. He found it strange that this girl had no cultivation.

'What ability does she have to bring someone back from the dead?'

Regarding this point, Xie Fengdi didn't tell him in detail.

Mo Qing Chi suppressed his thoughts and approached Su Qing. "Miss, you left so abruptly just now because you needed to make some preparations."

"Preparations?"

"En. I sealed Cangming's body in ice and it just thawed.

With Miss's constitution, I'm afraid that you can't go immediately. I'm afraid that the cold air will enter your body and harm your body. "

He was very meticulous.

As she was thinking, the ferret jumped away from her hand and landed in Mo Qing Chi's arms.

Mo Qing Chi stroked its fur and his actions were very considerate and gentle.

Men who liked small animals all had a kind and pure heart.

At least, that was what Su Qing thought.

At this moment, Su Qing didn't think that Mo Qing Chi was cold and aloof and couldn't be approached. She actually took the initiative to ask, "Is it your pet?"

"En. When I saw it wandering outside, I couldn't bear it and brought it to my side."

"What's its name?"

"Cher." Mo Qing Chi replied.

He was also very surprised that he could talk so well with a little girl.

It was probably because Su Qing's temperament was very similar to that of someone in the past.

Clean and pure, it made people feel comfortable.

"Hello, Cher."

Su Qing held its little foot and greeted it like a real person. "My name is Su Qing. Let's be friends ~"

Mo Qing Chi slightly curved his lips. This girl was so innocent, so much like Yuancangming.

"If Miss likes it, you can take care of it." Mo Qing Chi said.

Su Qing was stunned.

"I'm not joking."

Su Qing understood and immediately waved her hand. "No, no, how can I take away someone's love?"

"If Cher has a good place to go, it's also my wish.

After all … I'm in the martial arts world, it's inevitable that there will be troubles. "Mo Qing Chi spoke his mind.

Su Qing couldn't accept it even though she liked this ferret very much.

"Actually, the Holy Priest should have noticed that I don't have any skills to protect myself.

If I encounter trouble, I can only take care of myself. "

Mo Qing Chi saw that her attitude was firm, so he dropped the subject.

"Can I come and see it in the future?" Su Qing asked carefully. She really liked Cher.

"Oh, of course, you're welcome anytime."

Two people who were not on the same level at all could talk so happily.

Seeing that it was almost time, Mo Qing Chi brought Su Qing into the secret room.

Yuancangming was lying on the stone bed, his cold body without a trace of breath.

"Miss, do you need me to do anything?" Mo Qing Chi took the initiative to ask.

"I need … a sword."

Mo Qing Chi took out the sword from behind his back.

Su Qing took it and made a deep cut on her arm.

Golden blood gushed out. Mo Qing Chi's unchanging expression finally had a crack.

This ability was really shocking, it was beyond all his imagination!

"Holy Priest, come and help me." This was the first time she resurrected a dead person, she didn't know how much blood she needed.

Mo Qing Chi immediately understood. He walked to her side and cooperated with her to pour the blood into Yuancangming's body.

Until half an hour later, Yuancangming's body showed signs of recovery.

Mo Qing Chi calmed down and carried Su Qing, who was severely anemic, back to the bedroom.

"Little Benefactor, wake up!"

Su Qing opened her eyes with a headache, only to see a handsome man lying on the bed, looking at her nervously and sadly.

"Yuancangming?" He came back to life?

Yuancangming's expression was sad. "I actually let a miss suffer so much, I really deserve to die!"

He looked like he wanted to commit suicide, which gave Su Qing a fright.

"Don't be like this, I was also entrusted by someone …"

"Miss, no, Little Benefactor, if you have any problems in the future, please feel free to tell me.

Yuancangming is willing to go through water and tread on fire, I will not hesitate. "

Hearing him call her Little Benefactor, Su Qing blushed and stammered. "Actually, I just did my best, you don't have to take it to heart."

"How can that be?" Yuancangming said emotionally. "You saved my life!"

He kept calling her Little Benefactor, which made Su Qing dizzy. She felt indescribably happy.

As her thoughts drifted away, Su Qing thought of Bai Yi Jian Shao.

After not seeing her for so long, she wondered how her Little Wolf was doing recently. Had he fully recovered from his injuries?

One day, she really should pay him a visit.

At this moment, on Lonely Peak …

Bai Yi held a sword and looked at the man in front of him.

"Where are you going?" Mark Of The Wind's tone gradually turned cold.

"Shizun," Bai Yi stiffened unnaturally. "I promised Miss Su that I would help her find a place to hide."

"Xie Fengdi has already taken care of this matter, you don't have to worry."

"But, Shizun …"

"What other reasons do you have, say them all." Mark Of The Wind turned to look at him.

Bai Yi's thoughts seemed to have been seen through, and he no longer looked at Mark Of The Wind.

"Although your skills have recovered, if you want to improve your swordsmanship, you still need to cultivate calmly."

Although Bai Yi had cut off one of Ghost Blade's arms in the previous battle, their foundations were still far apart.

Mark Of The Wind knew that his disciple was extremely talented, but there would always be someone stronger.

If he didn't improve his cultivation, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand against someone with a strong foundation like Ghost Blade.

His age and experience were there and couldn't be changed. Only by making a breakthrough in his swordsmanship could he be invincible.

But what shocked Mark Of The Wind was that when he observed Bai Yi Jian Shao's cultivation, he found that his mind was twisted and he couldn't wholeheartedly understand martial arts.

How was this possible?

The disciple he had watched grow up had always been clear-minded. How could he have other thoughts while cultivating swordsmanship?