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Chapter 126 Cannon Fodder Little Fox (21)

“Ling Ye…”, her eyes welled up with tears, and she walked over and leaned in to hug him. “I’m sorry, I made you wait for twenty years this time.”

She thought he would forget her after twenty years, but little did she know that he had been waiting for her for twenty years.

The demonic energy on Ling Ye's body gradually receded from his meridians, his exhausted heart returned to his chest, and the bewitching red in his eyes dissipated like a thin mist.

"Not nineteen years? You kept your word and came back to me the following year."

Yun Yao's tears soaked into his clothes, leaving a dark stain. "I'm sorry."

Ling Ye gently patted her back, his voice hoarse, "Don't cry. Girls really are made of water, you can cry so many tears."

Yun Yao wiped away her tears and frowned.

"You're not really going to take me away, are you? They're keeping such a close watch on us, it'll be hard to get out... Besides, you'll be implicated. It's just having your cultivation abolished and being expelled from the sect, it's nothing."

"Idiot, abolishing your cultivation will first sever your meridians, leaving you with injuries and ailments. Your body will ache a lot when it's windy, rainy, or snowy."

"...", that's terrible.

Ling Ye raised his hand to smooth her brow, his expression gentle yet heavy. "I set up a barrier in a certain place, you know that place... I'll come find you after everything is over."

Yun Yao couldn't help but cry out, "You won't die, will you!"

“…”, Ling Ye rubbed his temples helplessly, “I haven’t even done anything yet, and you’re already cursing me like this.”

"...But I have a bad feeling about it."

Ling Ye suddenly regretted it. It would have been better if she had just thought he had changed his mind long ago... If something happened to him, she wouldn't be too sad for him.

But since things had come to this, he could only do his best to protect her and himself.

"let's go."

Ling Ye pulled Yun Yao towards the outside of the dungeon.

The Imperial Spirit Sect was heavily guarded, so he had no choice but to force his way in.

Pei Liyun saw her master hurrying towards the dungeon early in the morning and assumed he was going to purge the sect. She thought she had arrived just in time to see the most exciting part...

However, when she looked at Ling Ye in front of her, who was carefully protecting her behind him, her heart skipped a beat.

"Master, where are you taking Yun Yao?"

Ling Ye didn't have time to deal with irrelevant people, and directly pulled Yun Yao aside.

"Master!" She turned and grabbed one of his sleeves. "Are you going to force your way out for her sake?"

Ling Ye forcefully shook off her hand, his expression fierce, completely different from his attitude towards Yun Yao.

"If you're going to block my way, I don't mind letting you draw the first blood."

Pei Liyun's face turned deathly pale, her legs went weak with fear, and she could only stand by leaning against the wall. Her voice trembled as she said, "I don't know anything."

The last time Yun Yao saw Ling Ye with such an expression was in front of the imperial palace...

"Let's go," Ling Ye said, putting his arm around Yun Yao and walking out.

Those inside the dungeon who had initially intended to come out and stop the commotion hid and pretended not to know anything.

Who would dare to go head-to-head with this number one swordsmanship genius!

Even his senior uncles and senior masters wouldn't dare to fight him one-on-one!

Unless they're deliberately courting death, that's a different story.

Once out of the dungeon, the journey was unimpeded.

But when they arrived at the sect gate...

A large group of people surrounded the area inside and outside.

It was the white-bearded old man who spoke first, “Junior brother, don’t ruin your future for this demoness. By associating with this demoness from the demon realm, you are going against the entire immortal sect.”

The other senior and junior brothers echoed, "Junior brother, betraying the Dao and turning to the demonic path will lead to being besieged and exterminated by the immortal sects. While there's still time, hand over this demoness."

Ling Ye drew his longsword, which sliced ​​through the air, creating a series of whistling sounds. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving a faint trace of sword energy.

"My mind is made up, there's no need for further words."

The white-bearded old man was so angry that his beard bristled. "Fine, fine, if that's how it is, then don't blame me for not showing any mercy."

He gestured for his other junior brothers to go up.

But the other junior disciples looked left and right, making excuses and resisting, none of them were willing.

Firstly, they had been fellow disciples for many years, and he was much younger than them. Although they called him senior brother and junior brother, they actually treated him like a child.

Secondly, even though they are older than him, and some have been cultivating for much longer, their cultivation level is truly a matter of talent; if you can't compare, you simply can't.

Even with all their strength, the fellow disciples still couldn't withstand Ling Ye's sword strikes.

Even so, having more people still gives you a better chance of winning.

Several fellow disciples were seriously injured and fell to the ground, while the rest of the disciples drew their swords to finish them off.

The wind blew by, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The bloodstains had stained the entire Yuling Sect red.

Ling Ye was gradually enveloped in demonic energy, and his sword-wielding hand was stained with blood, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was his own blood or someone else's.

Even so, they still refused to budge an inch.

Even if it meant going against the world, he was willing to risk his life and his own wounds to carve a bloody path for her.

He came from a bloody past, he always was... he just restrained himself for her sake.

But now it's just one time for her to be reckless.

The white-bearded old man was surprised that Ling Ye had actually fallen into demonic possession, and sighed.

Immortals and demons are separated by a single thought; everyone has their own karma, so let it be.

He stopped watching the battle, simply rolled up the hem of his blood-stained robe, and returned to the main hall, looking exhausted.

"I'm getting old, and life just isn't interesting anymore."

Human affairs and worldly matters are governed by destiny and reincarnation. What does it matter whether one cultivates immortality or demonic cultivation... it's all just a matter of attachment.

Ling Ye fought his way out of the encirclement and left the Yu Ling Sect when it was already dark.

The path down the mountain, which used to be short, now seems endless.

Ling Ye knelt on the ground, his hand holding the sword dripping blood, which also dripped from the sword tassel.

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His voice was barely a whisper, but his expression was still gentle as he looked at Yun Yao, "Go inside the barrier first."

Right now, he's just a member of the Yuling Sect. Once his sect members find out he's fallen into demonic possession, they'll definitely come to annihilate him.

"No, let's go together."

At this moment, Mo Hansheng, dressed in black, appeared on the path.

"Tsk, that's really tragic," he said, adding that Ling Ye's fate would definitely be worse than his.

When Yun Yao saw Mo Hansheng, she didn't have time to guess whether he meant well or badly, so she could only beg him, "Please save Ling Ye."

Mo Hansheng felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. She actually had to beg him for another man!

But she looked like she was about to cry.

Oh well, consider it a good deed he did to accumulate merit for himself.

(Demon Lord's subordinates: ??? Accumulate virtue? Their Demon Lord still has virtue to accumulate?)

Mo Hansheng provided Yun Yao with a place to stay.

As for Ling Ye, he was just a side effect...

Ling Ye's injuries were severe, and he remained in bed for a long time.

Mo Hansheng, never one to shy away from trouble, would come to him every day, making sarcastic remarks like, "Your physical condition is so poor, are you even capable of anything?!"

Whenever this happened, Ling Ye would pretend to be sad and look at Yun Yao.

The latter, feeling sorry for the Demon Lord, immediately chased him out of the room...

Enraged, the Demon Lord unleashed a torrent of attacks...

The status of the wife, the behavior of the mistress!

Bah, bah, bah! What official wife? It's not even close to being settled yet!