Xian Mei Works God Gambles Madly After God Gambles Madly After God Gambles Madly Volume 6 ◆Smiling Proudly at the Heavens VS Who Dares to Compete with Me◆ Chapter 119 Don't Bully the Poor◆ Seeking Votes

  Feng Mei Xue and Mo Yan Hua also sensed the aura on those strong men, and they too slightly opened their mouths, revealing a look of surprise on their faces.

  However, after being slightly shocked, the two of them also felt that although there were many strong people, it was also very normal. The spiritual realm is the place with the purest spiritual energy among the six realms, and the people there are not good at fighting, but their strength is not weak either.

  "What kind of people are you? Why do you all call me Young Master? What's going on here?"

  Lotus dust felt that her injuries had recovered more or less, and she raised her head to look at the crowd in confusion.

  He felt that everything in front of him came too suddenly, and he couldn't digest it for a while. He was clearly an orphan, so why did they say he was the young master of the spiritual realm?

  "In those years, the Holy Master entrusted you to a trusted person and sent you down to the mortal world due to the fragmentation of the spiritual realm's boundary and a power struggle. However, that person never contacted the spiritual realm again, and we lost all news of you."

  Xuantian Dao robe stroked once, a seal with five-colored lotus flower carved on it appeared in front of Lianchen's eyes.

  "This colorful lotus flower is exactly the same as the tribal tattoo on your back, it's a natural pattern that represents your identity, so you don't need to doubt whether we've found the wrong person!"

  "What Xuan Tian said is true. Your master once told me that you are actually the future Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm, and it seems he was the one who brought you to the Mortal Realm."

  Mo Yanhua saw Lian Chen and still had some doubts, slowly opening her mouth to speak.

  Lotus dust's master had once warned Mo Yan Hua that this matter cannot be known to outsiders, so he has been keeping his mouth shut all along, and except for Feng Mei Xue, he hasn't told anyone else.

  He had said that he would tell Lian Chen about his own life at the right time, but before he could say it, Lian Chen had already left the Buddhist sect.

  "The Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm has ascended to heaven a few days ago, and his subordinates respectfully welcome the future Holy Master back to the Spiritual Realm!"

  A great sage's face showed a hint of respect and bowed to Lian Chen.

  The heir of the Holy Master in the spiritual realm, only after being blessed by the Grand Priest of Heaven's Will, will the potential within the Holy Master be activated. Among the Moon Upper God tribe, every Holy Master is chosen by heaven, and among all descendants, only Lian Chen has this five-colored lotus flower birthmark.

  Only when the previous Holy Master ascends to heaven will the next Holy Master receive the inheritance of power, it has always been so.

  "No way, Ling Xuan can't hold on for much longer. I must go to the Zi family to demand an antidote and cannot return to the Spirit Realm with you!"

  Lotus dust shook his head, refusing the words of Dasheng Si. He walked to Ziliu Xuan's side, picked her up horizontally, and had a gentle expression on his face.

  "What's difficult about this? Let's just go with you to the Zi family and get the antidote for our future Holy Princess!"

  Xuantian heard his words and looked at Zilan Xuan, laughing loudly and saying.

  "Lotus Dust, you can take Ling Xuan with you to the Spirit Realm. As for now, you are unable to provide her a stable life. This is an opportunity, whether or not you seize it depends on yourself!"

  Feng Mei Xue's soft and gentle voice slowly fell down.

  "Alright, as long as I can dispel the poison of Ling Xuan's Gu, I'll take her back to the Spirit Realm with me!"

  Lotus dust saw the encouraging eyes of Mo Yanhua and Feng Meixue, nodded heavily and said, with a hint of determination in his voice. He will definitely become a top-notch man who can protect his wife's safety, no longer let her be ridiculed by others, nor let her be bullied!

  He will be her reliance, he will be her pride!

  "This time you're doing it for me, I'm afraid you'll have to fall out with the Buddha's sect!"

  "Let's just be enemies then! Those dead donkeys are also bringing it upon themselves. Let's set off quickly!"

  Feng Mei Xue's confident raised eyebrows, slightly moving red lips, and sweet, charming voice were filled with pride.

  Since she dares to do it naturally, what about Buddhism?

  Cheating her friends will cost anyone dearly!

  "Alright, let's go!"

  Lotus dust underfoot lotus platform flying up, holding the purple Qingxian in her arms, with a solemn expression on her face.

  Mo Yanhua held Feng Mi Xue's hand, the two of them standing on the back of an iceberg, their eyes gazing far into the direction of Yun Jin Emperor Capital.

  A multitude of saints followed closely behind them, with spiritual energy condensing into a massive cloud layer beneath their feet. Looking up from the ground to the sky, no human figure could be seen. However, one could feel the invisible pressure in the air, causing all the cultivators in the Nameless City to be shocked and lose color.

  Raising her head in alarm, she gazed at the distant clouds, feeling especially anxious, wondering who could be making such a big fuss.

  In the midst of the chaos, Medicine God Ruan Ao Cang also furrowed his brow, seeing that their direction seemed to be heading towards Yunjin Imperial City. He worried about the safety of his beloved wife, Meng Yue Juan Bi, and hastily chased after them, wanting to arrive before they did.

  The imperial capital is covered with cloud brocade, and the spring light is beautiful. The large cloud brocade trees are full of gorgeous flowers, and the branches are heavy with fragrant petals, attracting countless butterflies to dance and flutter.

  Inside the grand mansion of the Zi family's ancestral home, the servants were tidying up the ruined garden, everyone was trembling with fear, afraid of provoking the furious Ziyun Si.

  The pavilion is reflected in the sparkling emerald waves, and green lotus flowers are planted in the pool, not yet bloomed, standing elegantly on the water's surface. Occasionally, a red dragonfly perches on the tip of a delicate green lotus leaf.

  Such a sunny day, gentle breeze, and boundless scenery.

  However, the woman sitting in the pavilion had a gloomy expression on her face, and her originally beautiful face was furrowed with worry.

  Her attire exuded a hint of luxury, with a deep green velvet cloak and a low-cut long skirt, cinched at the waist with a pale green sash. A golden tassel secured her hair in a knot. Silver large floral patterns were intricately embroidered with dark gold silk threads, scattered elegantly on the long sleeves.

  A row of small, delicate pearls hung unevenly from the hairpin on her head, and as she lifted her head, they emitted a sound of mutual collision.

  Zi Yun Sleeve looked at the flying back Zi Feng, none of them brought back any news about Zi Ling Xian, their faces looked even more unsightly.

  "Boom!"

  She swept her sleeve and struck with one fist, the thick stone table suddenly split into four or five pieces, fragments flying everywhere.

  The exquisite tea set on the table also fell to the ground, and the high-quality tea water flowed slowly along the bluestone floor, flowing into the lotus pond, with hot air rolling all the way.

  "Ling Xuan's daughter has gone mad, she doesn't even want her life, and wants to elope with that good-for-nothing! For the sake of a man, she doesn't even care about her own mother, I've really raised a white-eyed wolf!"

  Her trembling voice was filled with indignation and annoyance.

  She's doing so many things, isn't it all for her to have a happy life in the future?

  That little brat is just a nobody, relying on his good looks to deceive the naive and innocent girls!

  She originally thought that Ling Xuan knew the danger of Suo Huan Xiang and would not do such a foolish thing as eloping, but she did not expect her little daughter to be just as stubborn as Zi Xue, it's really making her helpless.

  "Mother, calm down, Ling Xuan will definitely come back, she will know your kindness!"

  Meng Junlin sat on one side, looking at the broken tea set on the ground. On his cold and arrogant handsome face, a hint of comfort also appeared.

  "Ling Xuan has always been a sensible child, once he figures things out he'll come back, getting anxious won't do any good, you know getting angry can harm one's body!"

  "Do you still need me to remind you?"

  Zi Yun's sleeves fluttered as she shot him a dissatisfied glare, her voice falling cold and unfeeling.

  "If you have the ability to keep that little boy, even if that stinky girl stole my pearl, I can definitely coerce her into returning it! Now, not only has the person escaped and the pearl flown away, but also your sister Ling Xuan...has run off with that useless stinky monk!"

  "Mother, child..."

  Meng Junlin listened to her scolding, his face also looked a bit unsightly, the cold and stern face with a pair of sharp black eyes, revealing a hint of gloom.

  "Alright, alright! No need to explain anything else! If you're not as skilled, then you're just not as skilled!"

  Zi Yun's sleeves were very impatiently waved, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but feel a bellyful of anger.

  "Lin Er, you go back inside first, I want to be alone for a while."

  Meng Junlin gazed at her distant figure, his heart slightly sinking. From childhood to adulthood, the empress had always doted on Zi Xue and Ling Xuan, but never placed any importance on him as a son. He could only meet with the empress once or twice a year, and each time they barely exchanged a few words.

  Even if he was a man, what's the difference? The inheritance of the Zi family is almost passed down to females and not males. He was simply abandoned in the mortal world to fend for himself.

  Everyone thought he was pampered with infinite love, but who would have known that he had always been an unloved abandoned child!

  Everything now is what he has fought for with blood and sweat. If he hadn't been ruthless enough, he would have died countless times already.

  No matter how bright and beautiful his appearance is, he can't hide the loneliness in his heart.

  He walked out of the pavilion, and before he had gone far, a heavenly voice suddenly came from above.

  "You can't calm down by yourself!"

  A sweet voice, like a spring flowing through the valley, fell clearly.

  In the midst of Purple Cloud Sleeve's angry gaze, Feng Mei Xue's stunning silhouette, like a red plum blossoming on snowy ground, caught the eye and stood out under Mo Yan Hua's gentle support, slowly descending from above the Purple family residence to hover above the pale green lotus leaves in the lotus pond.

  Meng Jun's gaze was complex as he looked at the two of them, the divine couple's silhouette, and he couldn't help but feel that the scene was so piercing to his heart, as if his entire heart was being pinched, aching even more intensely.

  The pain exceeded the agony of the Gu's attack, making it hard for him to breathe, as if the air around him was mercilessly stripped away, leaving only a desolate expanse.

  The most painful thing in the world is to see the woman you love and her husband.

  The famous flower has its master, but he still can't help himself, his emotions are deeply rooted and cannot be pulled out.

  Although they parted ways unhappily every time they clashed, he still couldn't control his wildly beating heart, which only trembled and raged for her.

  "You stinky girl!"

  Zi Yun Sleeve saw Feng Mei Xue and Mo Yan Hua appear, and suddenly leapt into the air, in an instant stepping onto the top of the cool pavilion, looking down at the two of them from a high vantage point, her momentum surging upwards.

  "It's true that there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and the gates of hell are closed but you still manage to barge in! Hmph, return my pearl quickly, or else I might spare your lives!"

  "Is this pearl?"

  Feng Mei Xue heard this, blinked her beautiful eyes, and looked at her innocently. She took out a small pearl from her hand that was identical to the Ling Long Lotus Pearl.

  Under the excited expression of Purple Cloud Sleeve, she suddenly loosened her two fingers, and the pearl fell into the lotus pond with a "plop", causing Purple Cloud Sleeve's breathing to suddenly stagnate!

  "Oh no, I'm so sorry. You're staring at me with such a fierce gaze that it's making me too nervous. My hand slipped and it fell, but it's not my fault!"

  Feng Mei Xue looked at her murderous gaze and spread out his hands, saying very helplessly.

  Mo Yanhua saw her mischievous and cunning appearance, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve up into a shallow arc.

  "You! How dare you throw my pearl into this dirty lotus pond?"

  Zi Yun's sleeves fluttered with rage, but she didn't despise the filthy words that came out of her mouth. Instead, she hastily waved her hand and rolled it up.

  "Whoosh!"

  A small, tornado-like whirlpool suddenly formed at the spot where the pearl had fallen to the bottom of the water, and in an instant a column of black mud about the thickness of a finger shot up, giving off a faintly fishy smell.

  Then, a black muddy mass rapidly formed on the surface of the water, forming a fist-sized black muddy ball that flew towards Ziyun Sleeve.

  "Bang!"

  As the muddy clod wrapped pearl fell into Ziyun's sleeve, she didn't feel dirty at all and didn't care about the mud splashing on her brocade robe and even her face. She hastily searched for the pearl that Feng Mianxue had thrown away from it.

  "These are my pearls!"

  Zi Yun's sleeves couldn't help but tremble with a startled cry, looking at the purple light swirling above the pearl, her face lit up with joy.

  In the next instant, when she found that the black-stained bead in her hand was just a simple crystal bead, she almost burst out laughing on the spot.

  "It's actually fake! It's actually fake! You stinky girl... dare to deceive me again!"

  Zi Yun's sleeves were furious, and on the spot, she pinched that fake crystal bead into a powder.

  But what she didn't know was that a faint pink glow had flashed into her palm, and along her meridians it sped into her body and vanished.

  "Is there?"

  Feng Mei Xue's voice was as sweet as a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of relaxed and joyful laughter.

  "It seems from start to finish, I didn't say that was yours, did I? The one just now, was just trash I picked up from the ground, tsk tsk, you actually hastily picked it up without caring about the dirt!"

  "The majestic Empress Dowager of the Yun Meng Dynasty, it turns out she likes playing with mud, what a shocking revelation!"

  A melodious voice like the sound of a huqin, fell slowly and teasingly. Her light golden eyes glanced at Ziyun's pale face, and her inflammatory words made Ziyun so angry that the pearl hairpin on her head trembled.

  "You two young ones, have you had enough? Say another word and I'll tear your mouths apart!"

  A murderous aura soared, almost as if a volcano had erupted.

  "It's not enough yet, if you want to listen, brew a pot of good tea, and I can sit down with my husband and tell you slowly."

  Feng Mei Xue smiled sweetly, her absolutely beautiful smile almost made Meng Jun Lin's heart bleed.

  How did such a person become someone else's wife? How did she end up carrying someone else's child?

  "Girl! I apologize, I apologize for everything that happened before! Forgive me and give me a chance, okay?"

  Meng Junlin looked at her enchanting face and said inexplicably.

  "I'll give you a word!"

  Feng Mei Xue's face turned cold upon hearing his words, a hint of frostiness rising to the surface. She stretched out a slender white finger, her clear voice ringing out with unusual clarity.

  "Get out! As far as your thoughts can reach, get out that far!"

  "My goodness, this is a lot of words!"

  Mo Yanhua listened to her domineering and arrogant words, and couldn't help but applaud, which he did.

  "Girl, I really like you! As long as you agree to be with me, I can give you anything you want! You don't like my three wives and four concubines? Then I'll only marry you, okay?"

  Meng Junlin heard her unhesitating words of refusal, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a sharp knife, deeply pierced, with blood gushing out.

  The taste of being ruthlessly rejected by the one you deeply love is bitter and heart-wrenching, so painful and unbearable that he still can't help but want to possess it!

  He lowered his voice, with a hint of pleading, and his eyes were filled with sincerity.

  As long as she is willing to be with him, he will give her all the most precious things in the world.

  "What do I want? Think about it first!"

  Feng Mei Xue suddenly became interested and started thinking deeply, causing Mo Yan Hua to become secretly nervous.

  "Tell me, what do you want? As long as I can make it happen, I'll definitely give it to you!"

  Meng Junlin thought there was a turning point and his heart suddenly almost jumped out of his throat.

  He used to think that imperial power and wealth were the most important things.

  But since meeting her and discovering she was someone else's wife, he felt it was too late. He realized that the most important thing in this world wasn't fame or wealth, but her!

  It can only be her!

  "Alright, you go kill this dead woman and then take your own life!"

  Feng Mei Xue pointed at the purple cloud sleeve, who was so angry that her whole body was shaking and almost fainted on the spot, and still smiled as if nothing had happened.

  “……”

  As soon as the words came out, Meng Junlin's face fell, his forehead bulged with blue veins, and he coldly said in a chilly tone: "Feng Mianxue, are you teasing me?"

  "I'm not interested in teasing you! What's there to tease about a thing that's not even as good as an animal?"

  Feng Mei Xue coldly said with a gaze as sharp as a knife falling on Meng Jun Lin's body, her sweet voice was filled with hatred in every word.

  "You've tormented me so much that I'd rather die than live. You've hurt my husband and now you want to kill my baby too. We'll be eternal enemies."

  "You..."

  Meng Junlin stumbled upon hearing her words, almost unable to stand. The overwhelming darkness engulfed him deeply, nearly drowning him inside.

  She is the only sunshine in his world, but she regards him as an enemy, like water and fire.

  He wanted to hate her, but the surging love deep in his heart made him unable to blame her at all.

  He only hated himself, hated that he didn't know how to love. At first, he yearned for her deeply and acted rashly, which led to the current situation of being at odds with each other.

  Although he was a brutal tyrant who slaughtered countless lives, he never pointed the butcher knife in his hand at her, and he never bore to hurt her.

  But what he did was not keeping her by his side, but pushing her further and further away.

  "Let's cut the nonsense, we're here today to make you hand over the antidote for the Soul-Locking Incense!"

  Feng Mei Xue didn't bother with Dream Jun Lin again, her cold eyes fell lightly on Zi Yun's sleeve as she stated their purpose.

  "Haha, this is really funny! They don't even dare to come themselves, yet they're letting you guys come and send yourselves to death!"

  Zi Yun's sleeve was cold and she glanced at them with a hint of disdain in her tone.

  "A good-for-nothing who doesn't even dare show his face, what place is worthy of our Ling Xuan? If they want an antidote, let them come themselves!"

  "Lotus dust, Qing Xuan, come out!"

  Feng Mei Xue detected the determination in Zi Yun's voice and knew that if she hadn't seen Zi Ling, she would not have handed over the antidote.

  "We're here, give the antidote to Ling Xuan, she's your daughter after all, how can you be so heartless and let her suffer like this?"

  Lotus dust hugged Zilan and walked out, standing on the top of the Luliu house, her eyes calmly gazing at Ziyun sleeve, with a few less timid and a few more confident.

  "Hum! How I act is none of your business, you useless good-for-nothing. My daughter marrying you would be a lifelong suffering. Look at your own conduct, are you worthy of our family?"

  Zi Yun saw Zi Ling Xuan lying weakly in Lian Chen's arms, his face immediately looked even more unsightly, his eyes fiercely staring at Lian Chen, filled with murderous intent.

  She flung out the Huāgǔ Bǎosī from her hand, wanting to snatch back the Zǐ Líng Xián.

  But Ah Guan Bao Si had not yet approached Zi Ling Xuan when she was caught by a gentle force and couldn't move.

  "Haha, what a heavy killing aura from this female Daoist!"

  Suddenly a playful voice came, and Xuan Tian suddenly appeared beside Lian Chen, his gray Taoist robe seemingly unchanged for a hundred years.

  "I'll reluctantly accept this treasure since fate has brought us together!"

  "Xuan... Tian! Why must you ruin everything for me?!"

  Zi Yun saw Xuan Tian appear, her heart skipped a beat, her hands trembled involuntarily, and her voice rose several degrees.

  As far as she knew, Xuan Tian was the most formidable pavilion master in the history of Xuanji Tower, while other pavilion masters had died young, he remained forever youthful and ageless for a thousand years.

  Although he looks young and tender in age, he is actually the Grand High Priest of the Spiritual Realm, a divine being.

  Even if he is in heaven, he is a resounding presence, and everyone looks up to him with reverence!

  "It's not just me who wants to ruin your good fortune!"

  Xuantian waved his hand with a hint of playfulness, and in an instant, the clouds above the Zi family's residence dispersed, replaced by a large group of spiritual messengers from the Ling realm, clad in silver armor, shining brightly as they stepped on the clouds, majestic to the extreme.

  "Spirit Realm Saint... Envoy! You are... people of the Spirit Realm!"

  Zi Yun saw that more than a hundred of them were saint messengers with god-level strength, as well as powerful Da Sheng Si, and was so shocked that she almost fell into the lotus pond.

  That's over a hundred Holy Messengers of the Spiritual Realm! And more than ten Great Sages of the Spiritual Realm who are close to the Gods!

  There is even a quasi-divine ranked Spirit Realm's Grand High Priest of Heaven's Decree!

  Such a super powerful and luxurious lineup is almost something that even Ziyun Sleeve has never seen before. She doesn't know what kind of person can attract such strong people from the spiritual world to take action.

  "Hand over the antidote for the Soul-Locking Incense!"

  Lotus dust still didn't forget to ask for an antidote, looking at Zi Lingxuan slowly waking up, his voice became clearer.

  "You stinky monk, are you worthy of asking me for an antidote? Are you worthy?"

  Zi Yun's sleeve fluttered nonchalantly as he hummed a tune, severing one of the Archaic Divine Silks and freeing himself from Xuan Tian's control.

  "Give me back my pipa quickly!"

  "He is our future Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm, how dare you ask him for an antidote! Insulting the Young Master of the Spiritual Realm, what crime is that?"

  Xuantian burst out laughing and turned his head to look at the more than 100 silver-robed Holy Messengers of the Spiritual Realm, as well as the ten Great Sages of the Spiritual Realm who were close to the God Emperor level.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  A thunderous shout shook the sky, causing many buildings in the Zi family to collapse instantly, with smoke and dust filling the air, and the sound of rumbling continued for three breaths before it became a pile of rubble.

  However, this sound did not affect Feng Mianxue and Mo Yanhua, nor did it affect the fetus in Feng Mianxue's belly.

  "Spirit world's... Future Holy Master? Is this stinky little monk?"

  Zi Yun's sleeves fluttered as she almost thought she misheard, a very bad premonition spreading rapidly from the bottom of her heart, her voice filled with incredulity.

  "Not bad! Lian Chen is indeed the future Holy Master of our Spiritual Realm. Now, who do you think is not worthy of whom? The Holy Empress of our Spiritual Realm isn't someone just anyone can become!"

  Xuantian stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of coldness in his voice. The overwhelming pressure of the Divine Lord level swept away the purple cloud sleeves.

  At this moment, after receiving the exact news that Lian Chen was going to be the future Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm, Ziyun's entire body was as if struck by lightning, his mind went completely blank, his cheeks were like they had been slapped several times, burning fiercely all the way to the roots of his ears.

  Meng Junlin, who had always looked down on Lian Chen and insulted him with his words, also twitched at the corner of his mouth, shocked to an unprecedented extent.

  He never thought that the originally poor, weak and hopeless little monk Hua would suddenly transform into the revered heir of the Spiritual Realm's Holy Master.

  "Is Stinky Tofu the Future Holy Ruler of the Spiritual Realm?"

  "Hahaha... Hahahahaha... This is hilarious... The most ridiculous thing under heaven!"

  Zi Yun's sleeve fluttered as she laughed mockingly, recalling how she had previously looked down on Lian Chen with such indifference that she even wanted to kill him!

  But now that they meet again, he is already the future Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm, with an identity so noble that it is countless times more honorable than hers as the Purple Empress.

  However, she couldn't bring herself to apologize for her past mistakes. In her heart, she regretted not agreeing to Lian Chen and Zi Ling's proposal earlier. She was so anxious that she felt like her intestines were turning green, but she had to put on a brave face and maintain her image.

  "What if you're the Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm? The antidote is still unavailable!"

  "I told you so, this guy definitely won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin!"

  Feng Mei Xue lightly smiled and glanced at Xuan Tian, shrugged her shoulders, and said with some helplessness.

  "We've been keeping an eye on you all along. If you don't hand over the antidote, the poison of the Soul-Locking Incense in your body will also take your own life."

  This was the Soul-Locking Fragrance poison she had obtained from Zi Ling, which she had secretly infused into that pearl earlier. When Zi Yun's sleeve pinched it to pieces, it entered her body.

  "How did you get Soul Locking Incense?"

  Zi Yun's sleeves fluttered as she stared at Feng Mian Xue in disbelief, her voice rising in anger as she questioned her, clearly not believing that she would poison her.

  "Isn't Ling Xuan's body entirely poisonous? What's so hard about refining a bit of it?"

  Feng Mei Xue looked at her astonished expression and said calmly, her voice full of composure.

  However, Ziyun Si heard the words but did not show a frightened expression, instead she slightly sneered at her.

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly, a dark and glossy flow of light filled with eerie cold air burst out from the bottom of the water. Countless ice blades fell onto Feng Miao Xue and Mo Yan Hua's bodies.

  Feng Mei Xue couldn't use her divine powers at will, so Yan Wuyue shielded her behind him. The Fantastical Sound Demon's Lute flew out of his hand and swept across the surroundings in all directions. The lute blades shattered the surrounding ice blades with a majestic momentum.

  However, the sword in Mo Yanhua's hand was fast, but it wasn't faster than the ice spear that burst out from under the water.

  That icicle burst out of the water and plummeted downwards at an incredible speed, as if someone was controlling it with their soul, heading straight for Feng Mian Xue.

  "Be careful!"

  Meng Junlin saw clearly in the pavilion that the ice blades covering the sky were just to disturb their minds, and this ice spear was the real killer.

  Zi Yun also discovered the key, but she didn't care about their lives or deaths. It was already good that she didn't kick them while they were down, and it was absolutely impossible for her to lend a helping hand!

  Feng Mei Xue felt a surge of powerful force, cold and menacing, stabbing towards her, the terrifying power making her back feel chilly. A ball of divine energy surged up in her hand, ready to counter this sudden sneak attack.

  She acted as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual behind her, secretly accumulating divine power in the palm of her hand.

  Just as the ice spear was about to pierce her, the person who had been sneaking up on her revealed a triumphant smile on their face. But at that moment, she slapped her palm backwards with divine power.

  However, contrary to her expectations, the divine power did not hit the swiftly flying ice spear, but instead struck right at Meng Jun's back as he rushed forward in a frenzy to block the ice spear for her.

  "Hmph!"

  The icy spear, imbued with an aura of majesty, pierced through Meng Junlin's chest at a speed that left no time for reaction. The divine power emitted by Feng Miao Xue also struck his body, sending him flying onto the water pavilion, pinning him to the bluestone floor. His body did not directly touch the ground, but instead hovered above the hilt of the icy spear.

  The bluestone floor surface, a huge crack from the blood-stained gun head, spreading for tens of meters, like a bright red ribbon.

  He didn't not try to block the ice spear, but the power of that ice spear was too terrifying, he had no other choice, if he didn't use his body, which had been tempered by countless undead poisons, to block it, the ice spear would have pierced her delicate body.

  Thinking of that bloody scene, even if his hands were stained with countless bloodstains, he didn't dare to imagine.

  It was just a brief moment, only a spark of electricity, he couldn't afford to have any hesitation, he could only rely on his instincts to act!

  No!

  Zi Yun Sleeve was originally standing on top of the pavilion, wanting to reap the benefits of the fishing old man, but saw Meng Jun Lin rushing over foolishly.

  "Come on! Come on!"

  She cried out in a fluster and rushed over to support Meng Junlin, but was afraid of moving him at all for fear of causing him even more suffering.

  No one knows a child better than their mother. She was well aware of Meng Junlin's character, knowing that he had always been calm and rational, and would never do anything that wasn't in his own interest.

  But she never expected that Meng Junlin would love Feng Mianxue so deeply!

  Even if she rejected him so ruthlessly, even if she had always hated him and didn't have a shred of feeling for him, he still unhesitatingly gave his life for her, even if it was impossible to get her to glance back at him.

  "How can you be so stupid? She doesn't love you at all. What you're doing is completely worthless. Why are you putting yourself through this?"

  The undying worm on Meng Jun's chest was struggling to repair his wounds, but due to the divine light from Feng Mianxue just now, the undying worm was also severely injured. It watched as its master's blood flowed more and more, yet it couldn't keep up with repairing his wounds.

  Is it worth it? To love someone so unconditionally who doesn't even love you back, is it worth it?

  He didn't know if it was worth it or not, he only knew that even if time could flow backwards, he would still make the same choice.

  "Love... is originally... bitter!"

  His weak voice was filled with a sense of despair that was even more heartbreaking than death. The taste of loving someone was really bitter, not sweet at all.

  The small, undying silhouette struggled to save its master's life, but the eerie ice spear sucked his blood, making his wound impossible to stop. When it finally ran out of strength and couldn't save its master back, when it spat out its last thread, it drowned in the icy cold blood.

  The king's eyes fell, his neck twisted, and he slowly closed his eyes. The last breath also disappeared.

  "Come on! Come on——"

  At this moment, even if Ziyun's heart is as hard as iron and stone, she can't help but shed tears uncontrollably, her voice hoarse from wailing repeatedly.

  "Little brother!"

  Zi Ling Xuan on the rooftop next door, seeing this scene, her eyes also suddenly turned red and swollen. A look of shock appeared on her pale face.

  "Lotus dust, take me away quickly!"

  "Alright! Let's go!"

  Lotus dust hugged Zi Lingxuan and flew into the waterside pavilion, while Purple Cloud Sleeve seemed to have not seen their figures, but desperately poured her internal divine power into Meng Junlin's body, bare-handedly shattering that ice spear.

  The bullet hole in his chest continued to bleed profusely, a ghastly sight.

  "Little brother, little brother, wake up!"

  Tears rolled down her pale little face with a hint of purple and blue undertones.

  Zi Yun's sleeves continuously poured divine power into Meng Junlin's body, but it was all in vain, just like the day Zi Xue died, leaving her despairing to the point of near madness.

  "Rumble!"

  The explosive sound wave suddenly came from above the roof, like thunder rolling down.

  Moyan Hua wrapped her arms around Feng Xue, who was stunned and motionless, and flew up to the top of a nearby glass house, looking at the two human figures fighting in the sky.

  "Xuan Xiao, you're really shameless, actually launching a sneak attack on your junior, how despicable!"

  On Xuantian's lovely doll-like face, a hint of disdain appeared. He had originally thought he was shameless enough, but unexpectedly there were even more shameless people than him!

  "Protect the young master! I'll go and meet this shameless old man!"

  He transmitted the sound to the spiritual messengers on his side, and he himself flew towards the sky, carrying the Yin and Yang energies with the乾坤印, sweeping away the remaining clouds like a whirlwind, rushing towards the seat of the mysterious elder.

  "Hmph, Xuantian, you'd best not interfere with my affairs. This wretch killed my beloved wife and slaughtered my beloved disciple. I'll make sure she's left without a corpse!"

  Xuan Xiao Lao Zu's face twisted into a grotesque expression, filled with hatred as he glared at Feng Mie Xue.

  He had been waiting for this opportunity for so long, just to kill her, to avenge Guiniangzi and Su Hui, how could he let her go this time!

  "Xuan Xiao, you killed my son, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"

  The purple cloud sleeve suddenly flew up, the wild god silk in his hand danced out, tearing through the sky, and the majestic divine power surged forth, causing a change in the entire heaven and earth.

  The sky suddenly turned black, as if the end of the world was about to arrive. Darkness enveloped the earth, and on her angry face, a pair of eyes blazed with fury.

  "That's that foolish kid looking for his own death, can't blame anyone else! Zi Yun Sleeve, do you dare to use divine power and not fear the punishment of the Six Realms Alliance?"

  Xuan Xiao Lao Zu felt the sky's dark clouds surging, that terrifying divine power growing more and more, condensing into massive spiritual energy pillars, piercing through heaven and earth, causing all directions to tremble. He was frightened pale, his whole body shaking.

  Zi Yun's sleeve was this crazy woman who had gone mad and was really too frightening!

  "Haha! What's there for me to fear about the Six Realms' Alliance? I only fear that my son's great vengeance will go unavenged!"

  She swept her long sleeve, and the vast number of Arhat silk threads and spiritual power storms rushed towards the direction of Xuan Xiao Lao Zu.

  A burst of sonic booms, like a majestic sea tide, resounded in the ears of Xuan Xiao Lao Zu.

  "Mystic Dark Ice Armor!"

  Xuan Xiao Lao Zu waved his hand and condensed a piece of ice armor in front of him, firmly resisting the attack wave of Zi Yun's sleeve.

  "Taiji Void Seal!"

  The Heavenly Mystery Daoist robe puffed up and rose, his palm waved in a circular motion, transforming into a swimming dragon that charged at the sinister-looking Old Ancestor Xuan Xiao.

  "Rumble!"

  A massive mushroom cloud burst open, causing the entire Cloud Brocade City to tremble for a few moments. Many people looked towards the direction of the Purple Family's residence in confusion. In the imperial palace, Meng Yuejun and Ruan Aocang also rushed over with anxiety.

  "Hmmph!"

  Xuan Xiao Lao Zu was attacked by two people, spitting out a mouthful of green blood, his eyes like those of a venomous snake, still staring at Feng Mian Xue.

  This time, he must kill her, otherwise once she becomes powerful, he will never have another chance.

  Feng Mei Xue's growth rate was too terrifying, making him feel an enormous threat.

  Zi Yun's sleeve and Xuan Tian's attack fell again, but Xuan Xiao Lao Zu didn't resist at all. A huge claw went straight towards Feng Mian Xue's direction.

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