He said slowly: "Why, do you really want me to die?"
Yun Qiyou said: "Yes.
I have said that my things can only be abandoned by me, not by them abandoned me.
Moreover, even if it is something I don’t want, I would rather destroy it than let others pick it up.”
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly wanted to laugh.
Then, he really laughed.
Not a happy smile.
But a mocking smile.
Yun Qiyou said: "Are you making fun of me?
Believe it or not, as long as I shout, you will immediately become the target of public criticism. No matter how high your cultivation level is or how fast you are, you will not be able to leave here alive.
And even if my identity is exposed, these people will not do anything to me and will only treat me as an honored guest."
Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "Yes, I am the rat that everyone shouts to beat, and I am not tolerated by the evil spirits.
You are a high-ranking Nine Heaven Fairy, and no one in the Three Realms dares to touch a hair on your head.
Just shout, tell everyone now that I am here.
Maybe you can get what you want and see me die in front of you."
Yun Qiyou stared at Ye Xiaochuan and said word by word: "You think I don't dare?"
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head silently.
At this moment, the sound of the big drum in the valley slowly stopped.
The demon sect disciples who were visiting under the Bachi Cliff were all heading towards the valley square to the east.
Soon, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were left at the foot of the cliff.
Ye Xiaochuan said slowly: "You have taken away the marriage certificate, and the engagement between us has been cancelled.
You are you, I am me, don't provoke me again, let alone try to harm me, otherwise..." Yun Qiyou said: "Otherwise what?"
Ye Xiaochuan moved like lightning and grabbed Yun Qiyou's fair neck.
He said coldly: "Others are afraid of your parents, but I am not.
I am no longer the young man from Cangyun Sect. Now, my destiny is only in my own hands.
If you do anything bad to me, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Yun Qiyou's veil fell off, revealing a face that was not very beautiful.
This cheek was the one that Ye Xiaochuan gave her to disguise herself a while ago.
At this moment, Yun Qiyou's expression was very surprised, and his cold eyes were full of astonishment and surprise.
She lowered her head slightly, looked at Ye Xiaochuan's arms, and then looked at Ye Xiaochuan's stern cheeks and gradually blood-red eyes.
It was a pair of beast-like eyes, with bloodshot eyes rapidly filling the entire pupils at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A strong chilling aura emanated from the man in front of him.
Yun Qiyou had a feeling in her heart at this moment.
This man...this man who was engaged to him would really kill himself without hesitation! Kill the woman he once loved! At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan could break Yun Qiyou's neck with just a little move of his fingers.
neck.
However, he could not take action after all.
He slowly retracted his hand.
Then, he turned around and left... Yun Qiyou stood there blankly, silently reaching out and touching his neck.
Just now, Ye Xiaochuan struck very quickly and with great force, leaving several blue-purple fingerprints on Yun Qiyou's neck, which was as white as snow.
An unprecedented anger lingered in Yun Qiyou's heart.
She felt very wronged.
Didn't you take the risk to come here just to find him?
However, Ye Xiaochuan didn't appreciate it at all and actually wanted to kill him! As for what he just said about exposing Ye Xiaochuan's identity, to Yun Qiyou, it was just a simple joke.
She was gritting her teeth now.
"No one needs to kill you! I will cut you into pieces with my own hands!"
She swore secretly in her heart.
Arriving at the Valley Square to the east, the blood-red color in Ye Xiaochuan's eyes had faded a lot.
Ye Cha was still chattering in her head.
"She is the daughter of the evil god?
Is she the last incarnation of the seven-generation grudge?
She's ugly, unruly, and selfish...it's okay not to want this kind of woman."
Ye Xiaochuan said coldly in his heart: "Grandfather, I am in a very bad mood right now. Don't mention her, otherwise I don't know what I will do."
Ye Chadao: "You have a lot of inner demons now. If you don't channel them, you will be in danger."
At that moment, Ye Xiaochuan's inner demon almost took over his body.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan finally recovered his mind, otherwise, he would really strangle Yun Qiyou to death.
The huge torch was lit, and the flames soared into the sky, turning into a fire dragon that went straight up to the nine heavens.
The more than 20,000 demon sect disciples in the valley suddenly became quiet. Everyone crossed their hands and bent down to worship the torch that soared into the sky.
Ye Xiaochuan found that he stood out among the crowd, so he followed suit and bowed to the flame, so as not to be noticed by others that he was different.
After a while, the demon sect disciples stood up straight one after another.
Ancient music was played, and a large sacrificial activity followed.
In addition to the Holy Fire of Xuantian, the objects of sacrifice include the Kaitian Demon God, the Netherworld Madonna, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, as well as the first generation founder of the Ghost Sect, Ye Cha, and the ancestors of the Blood Soul Sect.
In the past few hundred years, the Demonic Cult has placed more and more emphasis on etiquette.
This set of sacrificial rituals is the traditional ritual of the Demon Sect that combines the culture of the Western Regions, the Confucian culture of the Middle Kingdom, and the Bright Fire Sect.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that this grand ritual would not end before noon.
He looked towards the tallest altar in the valley.
The altar was full of people, and the person presiding over the ceremony was Fang Hun'an, the great elder of the Blood Soul Sect.
Then there is Old Man Mo Lin, the current leader of the Blood Soul Sect.
Behind old man Mo Lin, stood a large group of Blood Soul Sect disciples, old and young, male and female.
The one closest to him is Liu Huachang, one of the six fairies.
Although Fairy Yuxiu was also on the altar, she was standing further away, next to a short, fat old man with gray hair.
Ye Xiaochuan knew with his buttocks that the short, fat old man was definitely the famous devil Wei Chi Jing! Ye Xiaochuan murmured: "I didn't expect that Wei Chi Jing was here too!"
He looked carefully and found that Long Tianshan was not seen on the altar. He didn't know which corner he was hiding in.
Through observation, Ye Xiaochuan discovered that the people of the Blood Soul Sect were divided into two groups, one group stood on the side of old man Mo Lin, and the other group stood on the side of Yu Chijing.
However, Old Man Mo Lin is the leader of the Blood Soul Sect after all. He is very powerful and has many people standing around him.
On the other hand, the number of people around Yuchi Jing was pitifully small, less than one-third of his opponent's.
Ye Xiaochuan said in his heart: "There is a huge difference in strength. It seems that Fairy Yuxiu will have a hard time this time."
Ye Cha said: "It's not that Fairy Yuxiu has no chance. Normally, the new sect leader is appointed by the previous one. But our holy sect follows the law of the jungle. Whoever has high cultivation can be the eldest brother.
Therefore, when establishing a young sect leader, there is a rule, which is fighting.
The young sect leader who is nominated for canonization needs to stand on the stage and accept the challenge.
If there are disciples of the same generation who feel that their cultivation is higher than the other's, they can challenge them. As long as they defeat the other's, they can take their place.
What determines the choice of Young Sect Master today is not the number of people behind both sides, but the result of the fighting in the arena."
