Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh: self-inflicted humiliation
Outside the cave where the Master of the Hall of Mirrors lives, layers of formations are strictly sealed, and the monks are guarding it tightly.
Inside the cave, incense is lingering, and it is as warm as spring.
The Master of Hall of Mirrors was sitting on the bench and suddenly raised his head and glanced outside.
A snowflake fell leisurely, landed on the window edge, and was caught by the mirror hall master with a long knife.
She immediately sneered.
Quietly, she thought she was very capable.
She shook the bell on her ankle.
Ding ding——
In the snowy mountains, the bell on the sword of a girl in red rang softly.
She glanced down, then fiddled with it gently and walked towards the mountain.
Not long after, she saw a weak figure lying in the snow, almost covered by the wind and snow.
She walked over.
In the snow, Tingting opened her somewhat distracted eyes, looked at the red clothes in the wind and snow, and opened her mouth with some difficulty.
An elixir entered her mouth and instantly turned into a warm current, blending into her limbs and bones, pulling her back from the brink of death.
Tingting sat up from the snow and looked at the girl in red.
"Who are you?"
"Someone who has the same purpose as you." The girl in red spoke and waved the bell again.
Tingting noticed her actions, her eyes narrowed, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
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Shuangqin walked through the crowd.
The sounds of the crowd reached her ears.
"I heard that the demon Ye Wu is in Biyun Mountain?"
"It seems like a lot of people have already gone."
"Then let's go take a look too?"
"No, I heard that Ye Wu is cruel and ruthless, and almost everyone who goes to him is defeated."
"It's useless? It's too much!"
Shuangqin continued to move forward without any pause.
When someone saw her beauty and her aura, they couldn't help but come forward.
"Fellow Taoist, are you also going to kill that demon?"
Shuangqin glanced at him.
The man suddenly gasped, this girl must have too strong aura.
He did not back down, but followed Shuangqin.
"To be honest, I am the same. The demon killed thousands of people in Yushan like crazy. His bones were shattered and ashes were thrown away. There was nothing left. The monks who went there that day also died tragically. It is really sad.
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"Such a demon should be cut into thousands of pieces! No, even ten thousand deaths are not enough to pay homage to those who died!"
"And that day of frost..."
He kept talking and Shuangqin simply ignored him.
She soon arrived at Biyun Mountain.
There is a battle going on in the mountains, an overwhelming battle.
Although Ye Wu was the only one taking action, Ye Wu rarely took action. When he did, a group of people fell down, and no one was his opponent.
His strength has obviously increased again.
Shuangqin's eyes flashed with complexity, standing on a tree, watching the battle in the forest.
Ye Wu coldly destroyed a person's cultivation.
The man suddenly felt as if he were mourning for his heir.
"Devil, you are indeed a demon. You can't be killed! If you have the ability, kill me!"
"Devil, how dare you cripple a person's cultivation?"
The man shouted angrily along with the people around him.
"That's easy to say! If you lose your cultivation, you can just cultivate it again if you want? You are also a monk, you might as well kill us!" The monks became even more angry.
"It's okay, I've been crippled hundreds of times and I still can't practice." Ye Wu said lightly.
As he said that, he destroyed the ones who shouted loudest just now.
The others immediately backed away, frightened.
"As for killing you?" Ye Wu looked at them with disgust.
"Are you worthy?"
A group of people were so humiliated that they were trembling with anger. There is probably nothing more insulting than saying such words by the demon they wanted to kill.
But since the ones who had spoken the loudest just now were dead, they did not dare to speak out, so they could only suppress their faces and make their faces get redder and their eyes widen.
Ye Wu smiled even more mockingly.
"Why, didn't you just say that you wanted to kill me to sacrifice to heaven and comfort the common people?"
The monks' eyes became even redder.
On the treetops, the monk next to Shuangqin shook his head and sighed.
"Why do these people have so much courage and have no ability to come here to show off their strength? They are simply humiliating themselves. If it were me, I would definitely not...fellow Taoist?!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Shuang Qin jumping up and landing in the field.
The monk quickly followed suit, wanting to show off in front of Shuangqin, so he drew his sword and pointed it at Ye Wu.
"Devil Ye Wu, you have killed countless people, mutilated monks, and crippled people's cultivation. This kind of behavior is not allowed by nature! Do you dare to give me a fair fight?"
He wanted to show off in front of Shuangqin so that he would appear more heroic and might be favored by the beauty.
Moreover, he also took advantage of loopholes in his words. In a fair fight, Ye Wu would certainly suppress his strength, so that he would be sure to have a chance of winning.
The calculations in his mind were rattling.
But no one paid attention to him, as if he didn't exist.
Ye Wu just looked at Shuang Qin with a hint of complexity on his face.
The two looked at each other for a long time.
"Are you coming to kill me too?"
Shuangqin said: "I'm coming to find you."
"Kill me?" Ye Wu asked again.
"Looking for you." Shuangqin emphasized.
Ye Wu was speechless.
The monk just now, on the other hand, looked like a chicken being strangled by the neck, staring and unable to utter a single word.
what's the situation?
Do this beauty and this devil know each other?
And hearing this tone, it seems very familiar!
Then he just said so much along the way...
Thinking of the monks he had just seen whose cultivation had been abolished, his eyes suddenly darkened.
Shuangqin didn't even pay attention to the person next to her who had the same background. She looked at Ye Wu and said seriously: "I will come to you and follow you."
"Reason?" Ye Wu didn't believe her.
"Your sisters asked me to protect you. They are afraid that you will do something stupid, but they know that you may resent them now."
Ye Wu's heart trembled.
He lowered his head.
After a while, he said: "It's not necessary. I'm already like this. You can go directly to Qijue Palace to apply for divorce. Wouldn't it be better to go back to Frost Snow Palace?"
"I told you I would follow you." Shuangqin said coldly.
Ye Wu looked at her and suddenly smiled.
"But I have someone I like."
Shuangqin was silent.
Then she nodded lightly and said, "Well, that's good."
"But I still have to follow you. Frost Snow Palace and I are not what you think. I need the protection of Qijue Palace before my strength reaches the level of an immortal."
"Don't worry, I won't delay you. Originally, we were just getting married based on what we need. When I ascend and leave, I will completely sever ties with you."
She had already reached this point, and Ye Wu naturally could no longer refuse.
What's more, he was the one who felt sorry for Shuangqin first.
If he had been more sensible, he should have stopped or left the wedding before it even happened.
Rather than delaying others.
Even if Shuangqin needs Qijue Palace, it doesn't necessarily have to be this way.