"Twenty years ago, a fireball fell from the sky and destroyed a village. The whole village was wiped out!" Yue Mingzhu said: "Liu Shan Palace sent Jiang Xuexin and other eighteen detectives to investigate the case of the entire village being wiped out."
"However, they all died. In the end, the Master of Six Fans Palace came out personally and found you surrounded by a ball of demonic fire."
"They concluded that you are a demon, probably a witch who appeared when the gate to hell opened. However, you are different from ordinary demons. You have a human appearance and a human body."
"Except for the initial demonic fire, there is no way to tell the difference between you and the demons."
"The Master of the Six Fans Palace has a kind heart and did not kill you. Instead, he named you after the late agent Jiang Xuexin and left you in the Six Fans Palace for training and observation."
"Fortunately, you have a pure nature and are full of justice. The Lord of the Six Fans Palace has just allowed you to grow up."
"However, Palace Master Six Fans may not have thought that the righteous detective in his mind would actually secretly practice the Demon Clan's supreme secret code - "Seven Heaven-Defying Magics"!"
"If he knew, I'm afraid he would regret raising you."
All the secrets are recorded in detail in the Six Fan Palace.
The White Lotus Saint is not Jiang Xuexin at all, and she is not even a human being.
It is an unknown baby who came out of the demon world. She is just a demon that looks like a human.
"He knows." The White Lotus Saint remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly and revealed the truth: "I practice the "Seven Heaven-Defying Magics", and the Master of the Six Fans Palace watched me practice it with his own eyes."
What?
Yue Mingzhu was in disbelief: "Why?"
The White Lotus Saint said: "Human skills are of no use to me. Only this "Seven Heaven-Defying Magic" that came to the world with me can help me grow."
As a demon, practicing human martial arts, even if it is effective, I believe it will be minimal.
The Master of Six Fans Palace did not want White Lotus Saint to waste her life, so she acquiesced in allowing her to practice magic.
After hearing this, Yue Mingzhu shook her head: "Should I say that the palace owner is an old fool, or does he have nurturing feelings for you?"
It's probably the latter.
After all, he couldn't bear to bring back the little girl who was growing up and had no chance of martial arts.
However, that would be too risky.
"I am very grateful to him." The White Lotus Saint said, "Therefore, I must use my body to wipe out the darkness in the world and support justice."
"Justice?" Yue Mingzhu smiled: "A demon clan practices demonic skills, but advocates justice for the human race?"
The Holy Goddess White Lotus was indifferent: "The evil one uses the right method, and the right method is also evil! The right person uses the evil method, and the evil method is also right!"
"What determines whether a person is just or not is not identity or martial arts, but this place!" She pointed to her chest: "I once swore that all sins will be punished by the sword, and no innocent soul will be killed by the sword!"
"I have never killed an innocent person, and I will never spare a guilty person."
Yue Mingzhu smiled even deeper: "What about me? Are you killing me for justice or for personal reasons?"
"If it's justice, what's wrong with me? If it's personal love, where's your justice?" Yue Mingzhu's quiet gaze penetrated the heart of Saint White Lotus.
The White Lotus Saint held the broken sword tightly, her heart wavering.
She had been asking herself this question, what was the reason for killing Yue Mingzhu.
She wanted to find a righteous excuse for herself, but Yue Mingzhu was indeed not heinous.
"Don't make excuses. You are the Dark Moon Saint. Your hands must be stained with blood and you deserve to die." The White Lotus Saint concluded in one sentence.
His steps quickened, he held Xia Qingchen's broken sword, and suddenly slashed at Yue Mingzhu's neck.
Yue Mingzhu did not hide or dodge, but looked at the White Lotus Saint quietly, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth.
It had been less than three days since the Shi Nao Pill broke out, so she would die sooner or later.
But if the true nature of the White Lotus Saint can be stimulated, it would be worth it to die three days early.
Keng——
A light leap of sword sound came to an abrupt end!
When the broken sword was less than an inch away from Yue Mingzhu's neck, it suddenly stopped.
The White Lotus Saint held the broken sword's hand and slowly pulled it back. Her eyes flickered with hesitation, and finally she slowly became firm.
"I...cannot kill innocent people in vain." At the last moment, justice in my heart defeated personal feelings.
Yue Mingzhu's jade face moved slightly, she had already reached this point, could she stop?
It can be seen that Saint White Lotus has a very strong sense of justice in her heart.
She somewhat understood where the White Lotus Saint's almost paranoid heart of justice came from.
She is a demon. If she wants to be recognized by the human race and become one of them, she must show the bright attributes of the human race.
That's why she worked so hard to be the brightest side, to engrave justice in her heart, and to prevent herself from showing her demonic side.
"Moon Pearl!" Saint White Lotus stared at her: "Remember, if one day you commit a sin, I will be the first to come to you and take your life!"
The White Lotus Saint held the sword, turned around, and left like a fairy.
Yue Mingzhu turned around and looked at the distant scenery, feeling a little regretful: "It's such a pity, why don't you do it?"
She stood there for an unknown amount of time.
A gust of breeze woke her up from her trance.
"So, you are here." The familiar voice, familiar breath, and familiar tone instantly made Yue Mingzhu tremble all over.
The White Lotus Saint's death pursuit did not waver in the slightest.
But the words of the person behind her made her tremble from the bottom of her soul.
Yue Mingzhu turned around, and what was reflected in her eyes was a figure in green clothes.
The figure is thin, the face is handsome, and the eyes are sometimes like the vast starry sky, high and deep, sometimes like spring streams, light and warm.
There was not much expression on her face, and she looked at him with strange eyes: "Why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Xia Qingchen.
He stood in front of Yue Mingzhu with his hands folded, and they stood on the other side of the bridge, staring at each other.
"I should ask you." Xia Qingchen said with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, "This bridge is where we first met."
Once upon a time, Xia Qingchen accidentally annihilated a group of bandits controlled by the Dark Moon Saint.
The purple-eyed demon girl traveled thousands of miles to assassinate Xia Qingchen, and deliberately lost her umbrella on the bridge, preparing to take the opportunity to assassinate her.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that a child fell into the water, and Xia Qingchen offered a helping hand, which touched the purple-eyed demon girl and gave up her murderous intention.
That was the first time they met.
If the purple-eyed demon girl lost her memory about Xia Qingchen, why would she come to Tianyue Ridge, to Southern Xinjiang, to Diu of the Shenxiu Principality, and to this stone bridge where they met for the first time?
Could it be that she never lost her memory?
Xia Qingchen couldn't help but think.
The purple-eyed demon girl touched her chest and said: "It seems like a voice summoned me. It seems like this place seems familiar. I have been here before."
In an instant, the light in Xia Qingchen's eyes dimmed.
It turns out that it is not that he has memory, but that some consciousness that has not dissipated remains in his instinct, allowing him to come here before he dies.
"What is this place and why am I here?" Yue Mingzhu asked.
Xia Qingchen suppressed his trembling heart and stood side by side with her, looking at the misty and rainy Imperial Capital together, and smiled slightly: "The place where we first met."