He looked at her and saw a familiar color in her eyes. It was the same look she had when she said she had devoured her sisters in the womb. It was as if she had destroyed her beloved things with her own hands and felt like a thousand arrows were piercing her heart. Yet she could get a twisted pleasure from the pain. This was a crazy desire for self-destruction.

“She’s going to die?”

Wei Buqi’s eyes narrowed.

“You don’t want her to die?”

She narrowed her charming peach blossom eyes with interest, and her smile became even brighter, like a trapped beast that was beaten back in the arena and found an opportunity to counterattack.

“I know. You guessed it, right? What happened today was my doing. I asked you and Lin Zhuoyue to meet at Zhanmei Pavilion and let the Jinyi Gang kidnap Miss Lin Er. I’ll lure you into a trap. In the end, they will all die on the streets of East City.”

……

Not yet.

Clear sky.

An old street in the east of Li’an Prefecture has returned to tranquility.

“Let’s go home.”

Lin Zhuoyue picked up Lin Qingyan.

After Wei Buqi left, she ordered the arrest of all members of the Jinyi Gang.

In just half a minute, the defeated soldiers who had lost their backbone surrendered after a symbolic resistance, and the Lin family won without bloodshed.

“Miss.” A guest official from the Lin Mansion walked up to her and said, “I have seen that the leader and deputy leader of the Jinyi Gang are one injured and one dead. How should we deal with this?”

Lin Zhuoyue was stunned. Based on her understanding of Wei Buqi, the only reason why Jinyi Gang leader Zhong Guo survived was that he held back.

“You should ask someone to treat his wounds…”

She paused for a moment and turned to look at the Jinyi Gang’s deputy leader lying silently on the ground, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes. She had heard about what happened before, and she only regretted that she could not kill the man who wanted to harm Qingyan with her own hands.

“Ok?”

Lin Zhuoyue suddenly held her breath and concentrated, then her eyes showed horror, she saw the Confucian scholar who should have died opened his eyes, his bloody mouth opened wide, his face was hideous, and ink-black magic mist continuously gushed out of his seven orifices, instantly submerging the long street!

“The Demonic Cult…”

Yakumo Midori! Are you dead or not? If you are not dead, get up and update! Are you worthy of your readers? How can you disappoint those expectant eyes! You deserve to die!

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Chapter 42 It’s her

“She’s dead.”

A splendid carriage with pearls strung together was speeding towards the east gate of Li’an Prefecture. In the carriage, a man and a woman were sitting side by side, with an undercurrent surging.

“At this hour…”

Ling Lengrui lifted the veil and looked outside. Her bright peach blossom eyes reflected the bright afternoon sun.

“It’s all over~”

She showed a beautiful smile, turned her eyes to look at the handsome man beside her, examined his face with her beautiful eyes without blinking, expecting to find sadness on his face, but unfortunately there was none. If she was given a mirror at this time, she might be satisfied.

“You.”

Wei Buqi looked at her, and the solemnity on his face suddenly melted into pity, and his smile was warm.

“Don’t grieve.”

He reached out and gently stroked the corner of her eye, wiping away a drop of crystal.

“How could I let you do something that would make your loved ones sad and your enemies happy?”

Ling Lengrui’s expression froze for a moment, then she covered her mouth and chuckled, speaking openly.

“I got sand in my eyes when I looked out the window. You don’t think I was mourning for her, do you? I was the one who killed her. If I wept for her, wouldn’t I be a serious bitch? I’d rather be a shameless whore than that.”

She has no self-pity and uses all kinds of vicious words to describe herself.

“What you meant just now is that you have a backup plan for Lin Zhuoyue? It’s a waste of effort. I don’t believe you dare to let the protector protect her without considering your own safety.”

The demon cult witch said with a smile.

“Her death trap can only be resolved by a great practitioner who has at least broken through the sixth level.”

Wei Buqi smiled but said nothing.

Ling Lengrui suddenly narrowed her eyes.

He said after confronting her for a moment.

“She’s fine.”

She stared at him in disbelief. What she cared about at the moment was not Lin Zhuoyue’s life or death, but his decision to let the guards leave him.

“How can you……”

……

“it’s dark!”

Lin Qingyan opened her eyes wide in her elder sister’s arms. She stared at the devilish fog rising into the sky without blinking. The beautiful sun in the sky disappeared in the inky haze, and the sky was dark as if falling into the abyss!

“Is this a killing spree for me?”

Lin Zhuoyue’s pair of red eyes were exceptionally blazing in the dark night. She was not a fool and she already understood that what happened today was a vicious plot by the Demon Cult against her.

“Miss.”

Ye Teng walked up to her in a hurry.

“Ok?”

Miss Lin turned to look at him, her brows slightly furrowed.

“I have read about a magic secret in an ancient book. The deputy leader of the Jinyi Gang was transformed into a ‘magic puppet’. It will release magic energy in a quarter of an hour to devour all around. In the end, everything in the black fog will be annihilated!”

Ye Zhuixu was terrified for a moment. This was the statement given by the residual soul of the great master in his body, and Mr. Wang bluntly said that he could not save him.

‘really……’

Lin Zhuoyue thought to herself, as a disciple of the immortal sect, how could she be completely ignorant of the methods of the demon cultivators? But her loved one was still in her arms, and she could not accept this result.

“Are we going to die?”

Lin Qingyan asked in confusion.

“Bullshit.”

She pinched the girl’s face as if nothing had happened, her hands trembling slightly, and she forced herself to stay calm without having time to panic.

“Big……”

Ye Teng opened his mouth to speak, but Lin Zhuoyue forced him back with a look.

Her eyes were as bright as fire, and she suddenly raised her jade hand, holding a ball of fierce red flame in her palm.

The flame danced between her fingers like a bound Vermilion Bird, shining brightly. The surging heat waves radiated out from her, and everyone seemed to see the light of day again.

“how is this possible?”

Ye Teng was stunned for a moment. He looked at his wife in amazement, who was displaying divine power like the sun goddess, as if he had met her for the first time.

“I didn’t know she had such a high level of cultivation!”

An old voice sounded in his ears.

“You are an amazing lady.”

He asked with renewed energy.

“Sir, can you see her realm?”

“I was wondering why she was born with a pair of red eyes. If I’m not mistaken, she should be a ‘flame spirit body’!” Mr. Wang exclaimed, “She broke through the second level barrier at the age of 15. Such aptitude is rare even in the seven sacred places! She has great potential.”

Ye Teng felt as if he was in another world. He looked up to Lin Zhuoyue and felt that she was an awe-inspiring figure.

Is this amazingly talented woman really his wife? How could he have such a gifted girl?

A feeling of frustration suddenly arose in his heart. He originally thought that he could get her recognition by joining the immortal sect, but today he realized that it was all wishful thinking. How far does he have to go before he can stand by her side?

“go with!”

Lin Zhuoyue threw the red spear in his hand fiercely, and the bursting flames lit up the streets in an instant, and the flowing flames rushed straight into the devil fog that covered the sky.

Muskets penetrated the wall of fog, raging flames exploded like fireworks, and heat surged, forcing people and horses on the street to run around like ants on a hot pan.

Her attack was so powerful that the black mist licked by the flames receded and surged like a tide, mercilessly announcing her futility. The mist surged, it was ready to move, as if it wanted to extinguish the last spark.

“careful!”

Ye Teng was horrified when he saw the magic mist sweeping towards Miss Lin. Although she had never looked at him straight in the eye, he had already regarded her as his beloved. How could he bear to let her get hurt?

“do not be afraid……”

Lin Zhuoyue turned around while protecting her younger sister, a look of determination flashing in her eyes.

As the current chief of Ziwei Sect, she certainly has the last life-saving item on her body. However, even with the help of that rare treasure, she can only save Qingyan. As for herself, she has no time to take care of her.

There was no hesitation on her face, and she was ready to use desperate means. At the moment of death, a disgusting and cold face appeared in her mind. She thought that if he were there, he would definitely be able to turn the tide.

“this?”

Lin Zhuoyue’s eyes suddenly widened, and an emerald crystal flew out from her sleeve. She remembered this thing, as it was something Wei Buqi gave her for communication when they parted.

The jade emitted light, and a circular shield spread out around her, blocking the oncoming demonic fog outside the shield.

She suddenly realized something and didn’t know what to feel.

“Boom!”

She was awakened by a loud noise like thunder. She looked up and saw that the black fog covering the dome began to dissipate from the outside to the inside, and a ray of morning light hit her cheek.

She stared at the emerald crystal protecting her head and saw it flying upwards, suddenly flashing a dazzling halo.

The thick fog melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and the sky was filled with red clouds.

“Is everything under his control?”