diskusbooks Chapter 189 2 Senior Sister Begins to Respect Teacher 32
Chapter 189 2 Senior Sister Begins to Respect Teacher 32
After all, she was in the Mahayana stage. Fei Yu was speechless for a moment before finally calming down.
Looking at the terrified man beside him, he said, "Fellow Daoist Wei, the Ice Sky Art consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. This demon will never be able to use its demonic energy to transform into a second sword. Continue to suppress it with the Demon Suppression Ring. I want her to die in this ice and snow."
The man in the late Mahayana stage clearly looked unhappy.
"Fellow Daoist Feiyu... if it was just about killing a demon, I wouldn't refuse. But... did you really kill Immortal Yunye's disciple? I don't want to be implicated by you."
Yun Ye was so mad at that time that he killed several Mahayana monks, and they all died cleanly in the later period. He didn't want to get involved in this mess.
Fei Yu's eyes darkened as she spoke, "So what if I killed him? Since you already knew about this, how can you expect to get away with it? Hurry up and do it! As long as this evildoer is completely dead, no one else will know about what happened today."
"Really?" The sudden male voice made the two men's pupils shrink.
Fei Yu turned around and met those azure eyes, her face pale as she said, "Yun Ye... why are you here? You... listen to me, it's not like that, I... I..."
The late Mahayana male cultivator's face changed, and he turned around and wanted to run, but he saw Xue Hua appear in front of him...
Lin Zhi saw Yun Ye taking action, curled the corners of her lips, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains were sealed off. Even if Yun Ye took action, she could still say that she had killed him herself, thus preserving her reputation. As for those frozen little demons, they would be fine in the short term...
so tired……
Seeing the Demon Queen falling, Xiao Shi and Fang Xie wanted to catch her, but a figure appeared that was much faster than them.
He actually killed two Mahayana monks before Lin Zhiyi landed!
The familiar and comfortable ice spiritual power wrapped around the body and gradually filled the body.
The feeling of being held while sleeping in Qingyuan Sect makes people feel particularly safe. The drowsy Lin Zhiyi instinctively nestles in Anxin's arms and falls asleep to recover his exhausted demonic power.
Several people watched as Yun Ye's spiritual power invaded the Demon Queen's body. The Demon Queen was completely defenseless and fell asleep in their arms. They all had unclear expressions.
Fang Xie opened his mouth wide, and after a while he said, "Master... Senior Brother, that's a demon... It's a demon, right?"
This time, Xiao Shi didn't call Fang Xie stupid. He was silent for a while and then said, "It's a demon."
Yun Ye stared at the unfamiliar face with closed eyes in his arms. His icy eyes were filled with incomprehensible emotions. He waved his hand to break the ice of Bing Tian Jue, and disappeared from the spot holding the person...
When Lin Zhiyi woke up, she sat up suddenly and found herself in her own Demon Queen's bedroom. She quickly opened the window and saw that the ice had thawed. She breathed a sigh of relief and was about to call Huihui to ask what happened next.
The door opened, and Yun Ye came in with a medicine bowl. He sat down beside her bed as if he was at home, scooped up a spoonful of medicine and put it to her mouth: "Open your mouth, it will help you recover your demonic power."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned for a moment: "Are you sick? Who asked you to enter the back room? Do you have any sense of boundaries? Get out!"
Yun Ye seemed not to hear, and while she was still talking with her mouth open, he forced the medicine into her mouth. Seeing some of it flowing down the corner of her mouth, his blue eyes darkened and he reached out to wipe it away.
He pressed her red lips with his fingertips imperceptibly before feeding her another spoonful.
Lin Zhiyi pushed the person away, grabbed the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Come on, I know you have something to ask, and I will tell you everything I know. Then you should take them away quickly. Don't let this ruin my reputation. I will be ashamed to see His Majesty the Demon King."
Yun Ye repeated, "Reputation?"
The extremely pressured gaze made Lin Zhiyi's scalp tingle, and she took the initiative to speak: "I have said that I am very interested in you, an ice-type Mahayana cultivator. Your cultivation method was taught to me by Lin Zhiyi."
"Although this kind of external master-disciple relationship is a taboo, your disciple is already dead. You have no chance to teach him a lesson even if you want to. I will not use him again, nor will I pass on the teachings to others. How about we keep this secret?"
"Exposing it? You say that easily. A technique is so precious to a cultivator, why should I believe it?"
Lin Zhiyi frowned: "Then what do you want?"
"I can't think of it for now, let me look at you first."
Lin Zhiyi said with a dark face: "You mean you are not planning to leave the Shiwan Mountains yet?"
"Well, lie down, I'll help you recover your demonic power."
The icy spiritual power wrapped around her body, trying to invade her body. Lin Zhiyi immediately shook off Yun Ye's spiritual power and said angrily: "What are you doing! It is very rude for a cultivator's spiritual power to invade another person's body. I am a female cultivator, are you crazy?"
"You went crazy five hundred years ago, and you're asking me now?"
The powerful ice spiritual power bound her entire body and penetrated into her meridians inch by inch while she was conscious.
Two pairs of blue eyes looked at each other, and Lin Zhiyi couldn't help but make a sound, and her face, which was decorated with icy crystals, gradually became covered with a blush.
Yun Ye leaned closer, his breath hitting Lin Zhiyi's face, full of the familiar crisp scent...
Lin Zhiyi turned her head away and didn't look, while Yun Ye whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry."
Sorry for what?
Was he sorry for bullying her now, or was he sorry that she was killed because of him? Lin Zhiyi secretly wondered if Yun Ye had... recognized her.
Her ears felt cool and when the feeling of the kiss reached her mind, she fainted again.
For several days afterwards, she didn't see anyone except Yun Ye. Every time, he would knock her out after just a few words, under the pretext of helping her recover her demonic powers. Who knew what this bastard did!
With Yun Ye's help, she recovered extremely quickly. In just a few days, her meridians and magical powers were back to normal. Haha, she no longer had to suffer any more bullying.
Stretching lazily, she walked out of the palace and saw Huihui wandering back and forth outside. Lin Zhi was surprised and wondered why she didn't come in if he had something to ask her.
"Hui Hui?"
Huihui acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued walking outside.
Lin Zhiyi's expression changed several times, her blue eyes were filled with demonic power. She looked around and sneered angrily. What a jerk Yun Ye was, he actually dared to imprison her!
"Bang!" The loud noise of the barrier breaking attracted the attention of everyone at the table. Fang Xie, who was practicing sword, quickly hid behind his senior brother. The powder keg was about to explode.
Yun Ye drank tea calmly, watching Qianshang and Fuyou play chess, and the next second the teacup in his hand exploded.
"Set up a barrier on my territory, Yun Ye, are you tired of living?" The long ice sword was across Yun Ye's neck.
Yun Ye pinched the ice sword between his fingers and shattered it, then handed over the dull Frost Sword and said, "Use this."
Lin Zhiyi's icy eyes flickered as he said, "What a piece of junk, don't bring it out and get in the way."
It seemed as if he was extremely disgusted with using his demonic power to wrap himself up and throw him away, but in fact he was secretly taking away his former life-saving magic weapon.
He transformed into an ice sword and swung it across, rewinding the conversation and saying, "Set up a barrier on my territory. Yunye, have you had enough of living?"
A row of crows flew high in the sky, forming a line of six black dots.
Fang Xie felt so embarrassed. How on earth did she manage to repeat the plot without any change in expression?
Even though the sword was blocking his way, Yun Ye was not angry at all. He was even in a good mood and conjured up a cup of tea, sipping it.
Because she lowered her head, her neck inevitably pressed against the sword blade. Lin Zhiyi subconsciously moved the sword, and when she came to her senses, she was so angry that she almost laughed. What was she doing?