Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

Chapter 285 Laying hidden dangers

Chu Xu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she strained her fingers to the point where they turned white. She said coldly, "That's enough. You've explained it so clearly. Could it be that you've also experienced this?"

Ying Feihong paused for a moment after hearing this, then regained his composure. "Why don't you think about it: between you and Li Nian, who will those people choose? I'm afraid they won't even want to look at you."

A flash of anger flashed across Chu Xu's eyes. All the things that came to her mind made her furious and extinguished the last ray of light in her heart.

Since they didn't choose her, don't blame her.

"When have I ever been soft-hearted? I'm just weighing the pros and cons." She sneered.

Ying Feihong was about to say something when his eyes suddenly became sharp. He formed his hands into claws and pulled hard, with Xu Zhiyuan's cold expression reflected in his eyes.

"Oh, it even has a little tail." He said jokingly

Xu Zhiyuan held the long sword tightly in his hand, and the magic sword trembled slightly. The joints of his white and slender hands were protruding, and his jaw line was tightly stretched.

"Chu Xu, the sect has never treated you unfairly. How dare you collude with the demons? You deserve to die." His voice was filled with suppressed anger.

The moment Chu Xu saw Xu Zhiyuan, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but after hearing his words, she strangely calmed down.

"Senior Brother Xu, you favor Li Nian in everything and all the resources flow to her. Is this what you call 'never treating her unfairly'?" she questioned.

At this moment, Xu Zhiyuan just felt it was ridiculous. The sect was fair and just to every disciple. If more resources were needed, they could go and get them themselves.

Just for this reason, he betrayed the sect and even... tried to give all of them the Soul Transformation Powder.

He knew better than anyone what Hualing San meant.

Ying Feihong leaned against the wall with a smile on his face. As he watched the two people confronting each other, the smile gradually changed its meaning, taking on a hideous and terrifying tone.

"Are you done talking? If you're done, it's my turn to speak." He said leisurely.

Xu Zhiyuan's whole body stiffened, a hint of coldness flashed across his dark eyes. He held the sword in one hand and looked at the two of them vigilantly.

Facing Ying Feihong, it seems that the situation is very dangerous.

"Even if you kill me, you can't escape from Luanshan City. I will never let your plan succeed." Xu Zhiyuan's eyes were sharp and fierce.

Ying Feihong bit her lip and glanced at him playfully, her expression calm. "When did I ever say I was going to kill you? Let's play a game."

After Xu Zhiyuan understood the meaning of his words and actions, a chill ran through his head and toes. He turned his wrist and the sword wind filled with murderous intent forced the two men back a little.

Then he ran out quickly.

Chu Xu's eyes turned cold, and she hurriedly chased after him, shouting loudly, "We can't let him get away."

"Why rush? He can't run away."

As soon as he finished speaking, golden array patterns spread out from the ground, and flowing runes quickly enveloped the place, forming a world of its own.

The soul-binding chain extending from the center of the formation locked Xu Zhiyuan who was about to escape. The chain tightened, and Xu Zhiyuan's limbs lost freedom and fell back to the ground.

Xu Zhiyuan’s current cultivation level is the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If he meets other people, he still has a chance to fight.

But facing Ying Feihong and his impossible-to-defend-against formations and talismans, how could a swordsman possibly avoid them?

Xu Zhiyuan groaned, pursed his lips tightly, and tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body. When it failed, he looked at them coldly.

Ying Feihong took graceful and delicate steps, slowly approaching the person on the ground. The light gathered in his hands was too dazzling.

Chu Xu's expression was cold as he watched this scene. He simply reminded in a calm voice, "All direct disciples have a soul lamp. If he dies, the sect's dark forces will arrive in less than half a breath."

The smile on Ying Feihong's handsome face remained unchanged. He looked gentle and elegant, but for no reason, he made Xu Zhiyuan feel frightened.

He lowered his eyelids and showed a determined look. Even if he died, he would never let Ying Feihong succeed.

Ying Feihong formed seals with his hands, and the light dancing on his fingertips slowly gathered into a curse seal. He lowered his eyelashes and silently murmured a mysterious spell.

“Ahh, no—”

Xu Zhiyuan suddenly let out a shrill cry. The curse engraved deep into his soul was too terrifying. He struggled violently, trying his best to resist it.

A hint of tenderness appeared in Ying Feihong's dark eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Give up. If you give up, it won't hurt anymore."

Xu Zhiyuan's lower lip was bitten white, his eyelashes drooped weakly, his knuckles turned white from exertion, and he tried his best to hold on to the last bit of clarity.

Ying Feihong raised the corners of his lips and tripled the spell. The man on the ground finally dropped his hands helplessly.

Chu Xu pursed her lips, curled her hands under her sleeves, and finally turned her head to the side.

The spell was completed, Ying Feihong leisurely withdrew his hand, and the smile between his eyebrows deepened a little.

"What did you do?" Chu Xu said calmly

"Of course I did some interesting things, maybe they can help you in the future."

Xu Zhiyuan's face was pale. After a while, he opened his blood-red eyes, and there was a layer of sadness in his eyes.

Ying Feihong's eyes darkened. Now he only had one last step left.

"Be obedient and don't resist, otherwise you'll become a fool and I won't be able to control you."

Ying Feihong kindly reminded him, and the light condensed from his pale and thin fingertips escaped into his brows. The fingertips paused slightly, dazzling the depths of his soul.

“Ugh…ah…!”

Xu Zhiyuan's whole body went limp and he fell back to the ground. A corner of his soul sea was scraped off, and all his memories just now gradually became blurred.

He bit his lower lip hard, and at the last moment, he personally carved a few large words in his soul with his natal sword, and blood immediately gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zhiyuan's natal sword made mournful sounds and trembled unwillingly a few times.

After a moment, everything returned to calm.

In the inn, as soon as Li Nian looked up, he saw Jiang Yuxia on the second-floor corridor. He glanced at himself and Su Yu beside her with a playful look.

Li Nian: “…”

Su Yu frowned slightly. He had also seen Jiang Yuxia's eyes just now, but the Jade Que Immortal Venerable, who was always calm and composed, couldn't understand it.

Li Nian's heart skipped a beat. After saying a few words to Su Yu beside him, he turned and went to Jiang Yuxia, holding her by the back of the neck and exerted force.

Yun Che, his hands full of various delicacies, had just stepped into the inn and was about to ask for credit from Jiang Yuxia, but the joyful curve on the corner of his mouth disappeared the moment he saw Li Nian.

He pursed his lips into a line, and his silent gaze fell on Yanzhou and Su Yu, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Why do their wives want to steal his wife? They are all useless.

Looking at Jiang Yuxia and Li Nian's backs, the three men in the lobby had different thoughts.

On the other side, Jiang Yuxia, with eyes shining, directly pulled Li Nian's clothes and looked inside with her neck tilted.

Li Nian: “…”

She took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed her ear, pulling hard.

"Oi, don't pull my ears, I'm just taking a look." Jiang Yuxia smiled awkwardly.

Li Nian glanced at her, snorted coldly, pulled her warningly, and then let her go.