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012 Transaction

So cold, so cold.

Wen Yi was so cold that she shivered all over. She opened her eyes slightly and found that she was still lying under the abyss.

But the place had changed. It was not at the altar, but in a cave with a wide view. He was lying on the white chalcedony, and the coolness emanated from the chalcedony.

Wen Yi took a look and found that the chalcedony was good for breathing and absorbing spiritual energy, and was of medium quality. When she was sleeping, her body spontaneously absorbed the spiritual energy and circulated it throughout her body, so she would not freeze to death on it.

"Hiss." She stood up slowly and accidentally pulled the wounds on her chest and ankles. The pain was so painful that she almost shed tears.

"What's your name, and where did you get the Qianyuan Sword fragments?"

A cold and distant voice came from the side. Wen Yi followed the sound and saw Shen Yu floating in the air. The fragments of the fairy sword were suspended in the palm of his hand, emitting a shimmering cold light. The murderous aura was sharp and could cut her fragile neck at any time. .

"My wound hurts. Give me that herb over there and I will tell you."

The life and death contract has been bound. The fact that she didn't die just now shows that the other party cherishes her life. Wen Yi is too weak. The herbs to treat the wound are on the mountain wall in front, but she can't reach them. She negotiates the terms directly.

"How did the Qianyuan Sword break?" Shen Yu turned a deaf ear, grabbing the fragments with his knuckled hands, and his cold eyes fell on the embarrassed girl, his eyes were cold, "Don't think that I can be arrogant because I didn't kill you. I have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death."

Wen Yi laughed angrily, "Why didn't you strangle me to death just now? You ungrateful bastard, I woke you up and gave you life, what kind of man are you if you repay kindness with hatred? Oh, just die, you are in the Qi training realm. I took away a golden elixir realm and made enough money."

Now that things have come to this, Wen Yi only hates that the original owner has low spiritual power and would be trampled on by both humans and dogs.

If it were me in the previous life, Qing Yao, Ling Yujun and Shen Yu would all be crushed to death.

Shen Yu's handsome face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his eyes as deep as obsidian fell on Wen Yi like sharp knives, seeming to cut him into pieces.

He had just woken up, his consciousness was blurred, and many of his memories were vague and incomplete. He only remembered that after entering the Mahayana realm, he massacred the Surabaya Kingdom, laying down millions of corpses and bleeding for thousands of miles. He couldn't remember anything about why he slaughtered or why it turned out like this.

What is a life and death contract?

No one can stop what he wants to do.

Even if Wen Yi uses inferior means to bind life and death, it will just disappear into ashes. There is no joy in life and no fear in death.

Shen Yu originally didn't want to give Wen Yi a way out, but he recognized his natal sword.

The sword is there for people, but the sword destroys people and kills them.

The Qianyuan Sword collapsed, but he lived well and was imprisoned in the abyss.

Who imprisoned him?

All kinds of mysteries make Shen Yu confused. He wants to find out the truth. Because his body is in a spiritual state and cannot leave, he can only possess the fragments of the fairy sword. He was awakened by Wen Yi's blood. Only Wen Yi can take him away. instrument.

Only after thinking about it again and again did he have the courage to deal with the shameless person who took advantage of him.

"Excessive." Shen Yu raised his hand, and the herbs, fruit, and gravel on the mountain wall crashed onto Wen Yi.

It hurts but doesn't hurt at all. It's very injurious but extremely insulting.

Wen Yi is not a person who swallows her anger. Others respect her a foot, and she respects others a foot.

She picked up the gravel and smashed it into Shen Yu's face with gritted teeth.

Shen Yu raised his hand to block it gently, and the gravel hit the invisible barrier and shattered into powder.

Wen Yi grinded his teeth to pick up the herbal tempering essence and applied it on his ankles, then raised his head and said to Shen Yu: "Turn around."

Shen Yu glanced sideways at her, recalling the experience of being charmed, a coldness flashed across his eyes, "What do you want to do again?"

Wen Yi looked pale and said, "Change the dressing."

The wound on the leg was okay, but the wound on the chest that was pierced through the back was very fatal. If it was not handled carefully, the fate of the wound would be sealed here.

Shen Yu had no expression on his face: "Then change."

"You watch me change?" Wen Yi looked incredulous. She had never seen such a shameless person. "Do you know what the defense between men and women is?"

"You practice the path of sentimentality. Most of those who practice the path of sentimentality are dual or multiple cultivators who are debauched and debauched. It seems too artificial for you to be so shy." Shen Yu practices the path of ruthlessness and lacks five senses. Love is not worth mentioning in his eyes. To the path of sentimentality, Monks are often biased, "In my eyes, you are no different from the vegetation in the cave." No one will blush because they see vegetation losing leaves.

"You are shameless and I want to be shameless." Wen Yi was very angry at him, "Each of the three thousand avenues has its own merits. If you practice the ruthless path, you will be noble, and if I practice the sentimental path, I will be humble? No wonder with such a mind, I am trapped in the dark abyss. I deserve it. .”

She felt that Prince Ru had not ascended at all.

Can this xinxing still ascend?

That would be so unfair.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fragment of the fairy sword flew out of Shen Yu's palm and into the center of Wen Yi's eyebrows. With just a little force, it penetrated from the front of his forehead and flew out from the back of his head, killing him on the spot.

The red blood flowed down the bridge of Wen Yi's beautiful nose and fell on her lips. She stared at Shen Yu with her eyes fixed on Shen Yu. The hatred in her eyes burst out. She gritted her teeth and said, "You'd better kill me now." , otherwise when I find a way to break the life and death contract, I will definitely kill you!"

Wen Yi will retaliate, and she will definitely do what she wants to do.

Just like before she fell into coma, she seriously injured Shen Yu with the fragment of the fairy sword, fighting to the death until death.

Shen Yu was stunned for a moment. Wen Yi not only did not use charm at the moment of life and death, nor did he softly beg for mercy like other sentimental monks, but instead threatened him with a strong attitude, which surprised him.

He asked: "Why don't you use charm?"

"You don't deserve it." Wen Yi raised his hand and grabbed the fragment and placed it on his fair and delicate neck. With sharp eyes, he noticed that the expression on Shen Yu's face was slightly solemn. He closed his eyes and wiped his neck immediately, "I would rather die in your hands in humiliation." , I would rather commit suicide with dignity."

Shen Yu's micro-expression revealed the fact that he wanted to live more than Wen Yi, which was his weakness.

The opponent is stronger than herself, and only by grasping the opponent's weaknesses can a delicate balance be achieved. There is only one chance, so Wen Yi decided to take a gamble.

Everyone will be happy if she wins, and if she dies and goes to hell together, she still has a chance to become a ghost cultivator, but Shen Yu faces being wiped out in ashes.

Sure enough, when the fragment scratched his skin, Wen Yi felt his palm was empty.

The fragments returned to Shen Yu's hands instantly, "You have a lot of backbone."

"Whether you have any integrity or not has nothing to do with you. You and I have signed a life-and-death contract. As long as I want to die, there are thousands of ways to kill you together." Wen Yi showed off his cards with Lingzhi, "Make a deal."

Shen Yu remained silent.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Wen Yi said straight to the point, "My cultivation level is low now. When I'm hungry, you have to find me food. When I'm sick, you have to find me some elixir. You have to protect me anytime and anywhere, otherwise I will die. You are gone too."

Shen Yu looked at Wen Yi steadily, "This is not a transaction, this is slavery."

"Whatever you think, my cultivation level is low and I'm seriously injured. I might die if the wind blows." Wen Yi looked at the wound on his chest and frowned.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Yi gave in very hard, "If I get out alive, I will definitely find a way to break the life and death contract." After finding it, she killed him as soon as possible.

The fragments of the immortal sword were spinning on Shen Yu's fingertips, "If it is not a matter of life and death, I will not take action. There is one more requirement. You must find all the fragments of the Qianyuan Sword and restore it."

When the contract is untied, this scheming female cultivator will definitely die.

Without any hesitation, "Deal."

The two of them said their names to each other and became acquainted.

The first thing she did at the moment was to apply the medicine. Wen Yi asked Shen Yu to turn around. Just as she was about to apply the medicine, she saw something shaking at the edge of the cave.


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