"ah!"
Jing Ruchen seemed to be completely shocked. He screamed, collapsed and squatted down, with tears falling down in big drops.
Fei Yu was about to run over, but was stopped by Yan Qing.
Yan Qing said: "Don't worry, she will be fine." Anyone who goes there now will only make her more miserable.
Fei Yu was stunned: "What are you talking about?"
Yan Qing's eyes were deep, and he said softly: "The double mirror itself is a talisman."
As if to verify her words, the two mirrors shattered on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, silver streams of light emerged from the mirrors bit by bit, wrapping around Jing Ruchen like a thread. The spiritual power contained in it instantly extinguished the fire under her feet.
Jing Ruchen felt her brain was being torn apart, and countless strange memories came flooding back. But she refused to accept them, refused to recall them, and knelt on the ground helplessly, covering her face with her hands, sobbing.
Yan Qing lowered her eyes and looked at Jing Ruchen, pursed her lips, and said nothing. As early as the first time they met in the dark alley of South City, she knew whether Jing Ruchen was lucky or unlucky now. If she could lose her memory and live without worries until old age, maybe it would be good. But fate never cared about her. Probably from the moment she was born, this life and Jing Ruyu could no longer be separated. No matter honor or disgrace, no matter prosperity or decline, they were mutually exclusive.
After the iron chain in the south was untied, the Shura Road formation began to disintegrate with the entire White Bone Hall as the center.
The chains loosened at once, and the nine sects' disciples who were tied up in the air all landed safely on the ground.
The dark and cold palace door opened wide - light came from above, illuminating everyone's panicked faces. Along with the light came the sky-fire that fell like a meteor. The hot and cruel breath rolled through the air, surrounding all of them.
Qin Changxi knelt on the ground, his teeth chattering. He looked up at the pure white sea of fire outside and laughed incoherently and desperately: "That's it! We are all going to stay here! Hahaha, mirror like jade, mirror like jade!" He repeated the name over and over again, as if he wanted to carve this name into his soul and curse it with hatred and blood until the moment he went to hell.
Did that madman Jing Ruyu already calculate this point
Fortunately, we couldn't kill Xie Ying.
It turned out that Xie Yinghui and Huai Zi were both defeated.
In the end, this altar made of blood in the Tinglan Secret Realm was destined to be burned to ashes in the fire.
Qin Changxi's eyes were dripping with blood, and he seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and he said coldly: "Mirror is like jade, you can't escape retribution."
The fight between Xie Shiyi and Huai Zi just now had caused the place to be filled with the spiritual power of the God Transformation Stage.
The Red Spirit Skyfire was afraid of this, so the White Bone Hall was the last place it attacked. However, the spiritual power would eventually dissipate little by little, and the Red Spirit Skyfire waited for an opportunity to move, disintegrating the outside of the palace and trying to burn into it.
"Miss..." Fei Yu walked step by step to Jing Ruchen, half-knelt down, his lips were pale and his voice was hoarse.
Jing Ruchen was immersed in her own world. When she heard her husband's voice, she looked up with tears in her eyes.
Fei Yu stretched out his hand to touch her, but suddenly sensed danger. He looked up abruptly and saw that above Jing Ruchen's head, a Qilin statue on the wall was burning by the heavenly fire, its base was shaking, and its body was falling straight down.
"Miss!" Fei Yu was horrified and wanted to use his spiritual power to stop it, but he found that his Dantian was suppressed by a mysterious and powerful force, and he could not use any magic.
Fei Yu was stunned. In this critical moment, he rushed forward without hesitation, hugged Jing Ruchen, and protected her with his body.
The moment Yan Qing saw the Qilin statue fall to the ground, his expression became stern and he prepared to take action.
But there is no need to rescue.
A gust of wind suddenly blew in the Hall of Bones. It was green, cold and gentle, exactly the same chill that Yan Qing had felt when he fell into the Mirror Lake.
Wherever the strong wind passed, iron chains were broken into powder, stone pillars were broken into powder, and the bronze statue of Qilin that smashed towards Feiyu and Jing Ruchen was broken into powder!
Even the overwhelming Scarlet Spirit Sky Fire outside seemed to have retreated a little.
Same here.
Two words that could cut ice and shatter jade came from the empty and silent place.
"Thank you, Ying."
Everyone in the hall was stunned, their faces pale, and they looked towards the source of the sound. They saw someone stepping out of the darkness from the side door of the hall where the light could not reach. Her shimmering blue skirt swept across the messy ground, and the pearl hairpin in her hair shone brightly, more dazzling than the firelight.
The strong men in the Spirit Transformation Stage are in harmony with the heaven and earth, so wherever the mirror-like jade passes, starlight floats and blood and dust dissipate.
When Jing Ruyu appeared here, all the disciples of the nine sects were stunned. Qin Changxi was even more unbelievable and felt that he was dreaming.
He stared blankly at Jing Ruyu.
As far as I can remember, Jing Ruyu rarely gets so upset that she almost loses her mind.
This woman always smiles and has unpredictable thoughts. Not like now, with murderous intent and anger on her face. She tears off all the false facades and reveals her true self: vicious, crazy, and twisted.
Jing Ruyu had a blank expression on her face, and the blood in her heart surged up her throat. She stretched out her hand, grabbed Feiyu through the air with her fingers, and threw it aside fiercely.
Feiyu fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. After seeing Jing Ruyu appear, his expression immediately became alert and his fingers tightly grasped the whip.
The first person Jing Ruyu looked at was Xie Shiyi. She gritted her teeth and smiled coldly.
Then she ignored everyone and headed south. Her hair was tied sideways, her black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, and her dress was noble and unparalleled. Whether it was her cultivation, temperament or dress, she formed a sharp contrast with Jing Ruchen who was kneeling on the ground.
In fact, a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage didn't have to step on the ground, but Jing Ruyu seemed to be taking revenge, stepping on the broken mirrors with every step, even if the dirty blood stained the corners of her skirt. Her steps were heavy, stepping on them one by one, turning them into powder. Jing Ruyu's expression was as cold as ice, she ignored the others in the White Bone Hall, just stood one step away from Jing Ruchen, looking down at the collapsed girl.
Jing Ruchen hugged her knees and huddled in a corner. Her white skirt was burned a little, revealing two lonely bones. Her almond eyes were still full of tears. When she approached, she raised her head in confusion and fear...
Then I saw a face that was almost identical to my own.
But there are no ugly scars, and there is a very faint mole on the tip of the nose.
At this moment, Jing Ruchen even forgot his fear, his face turned pale and he stood stiffly.
The anger in Jing Ruyu's eyes because of Xie Ying's scheme disappeared completely. She smiled softly, her laughter was trance-like and desperate: "Look how partial our mother is. She actually refused to let me go. Jing Ruchen, does it hurt?"
Jing Ruchen was a little scared. Her eyelashes were stained with tears. She loosened her hands and supported herself on the ground, and slowly backed away.
Jing Ruyu raised her lips and answered herself: "Why would it hurt, Jing Ruchen? The double curse has been cast. For twelve hours, all your pain will be borne by me. Even you, I will die for you."
"When Jing Lan Ze gave me the mirror, it was just to make it easier for me to contact you. Later, when she gave it to me, she actually added this curse - what is she worried about me?"
"Are you worried that I will not save you, or are you worried that I will lose control one day and kill you?"
Jing Ruchen leaned her back against the cold wall, unable to retreat, and could only look at the person approaching her. With tears in her eyes, she met Jing Ruyu's eyes.
Outside the palace, the red spirit sky fire burned fiercely, shining between the two of them, as if the light was reincarnating. Hundreds of years of love and hate, hundreds of years of grievances, hundreds of years of right and wrong were brought back to this moment to be settled.
Jing Ruyu was silent for a long time, then suddenly squatted down. She was not a good person, she was full of tricks and her hands were covered in blood.
But maybe no one would believe that she had never hurt Jing Ruchen, even though she hated her so much.
In her twisted and long girlhood, all her resentment, humiliation, and jealousy came from Mirror Ruchen. However, ironically, her few moments of sincerity, happiness, and warmth also came from Mirror Ruchen...
Jing Ruyu said softly: "Jing Ruchen, why do you have to act like a victim?"
There are hundreds of spiritual peaks in Fuhua Sect, but only Yasha Peak has she never set foot on it in all the years she has been in power. She has completely destroyed the name Jing Ruchen in her life, as if she no longer needs to face the desperate hatred and deception.
The fire in Xuanji Palace was a secret that no one dared to mention in front of her. Over time, she seemed to have forgotten that she had such a sister. She coveted the position of Xiaoyu Palace and the power in Xie Ying's hands. For many years, she secretly colluded with the Qin family for fame and fortune. But at the last moment of success, it was someone familiar who gave her the most fatal blow.
She crushed all the lenses and looked towards the twelve girls whose fates had been reversed in the past.
Jing Ruyu smiled faintly, she raised her hand, and her nails, like shiny shells, touched the hideous scar on Jing Ruchen's face bit by bit.
His nails were like swords, trying to cut the burn marks open, causing thick blood to flow out. He asked, "Jing Ruchen, guess who set the fire in Xuanji Palace?"
Jing Ruchen bit her lip, turned her head away to avoid her approach, and cried to Feiyu: "Feiyu, save me!"
Feiyu crawled over from the ground: "Miss..."
Jing Ruyu looked at the couple mockingly: "If you hadn't smashed this mirror, I could still help you two to be together. But now, after twelve hours... Let's continue our love in the underworld, sister."
"Why didn't I kill you in the first place?" Jing Ruyu said softly, "Jing Lan Ze burned down Xuanji Palace to kill me in order to make you a god. She can do anything to the extreme, so why should I hesitate?"
Jing Ruchen didn't understand what she was saying, so he didn't want to listen and covered his ears with trembling hands: "Get lost! I don't know you!"
Jing Ruyu raised her wrist and grabbed her hand, forcing Jing Ruchen to have no way to escape. Her eyes were bloodshot as she said, "Our mother set the fire. Are you surprised, Jing Ruchen? I have been wondering if we are just acting, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, making me a fool and being played by others all the time."
"Every time I succeed in seclusion, I get a serious illness. Everyone in Fuhua Sect compares me to me. Everyone praises me and despises me. I didn't ask why at the beginning. I'm asking now, for what reason?!"
"Mirror is like dust, what can you rely on?"
The emotions that had been suppressed for hundreds of years burst out, and Jing Ruyu's eyes turned completely red.
The most dangerous enemy was right beside her, but when her eyes were broken, she once again felt the pain of being burned by fire, and her sanity seemed to be burned away.
"—Use my humbleness as the nourishment for your success, use my withering to exchange for your prosperity, and use my death to exchange for your renewal."
"How can you feel at ease and still act like a sister to me?"
"Mirror like dust! What's your basis?!"
Jing Ruyu sneered with trembling teeth, and then she slowly calmed down and let go of Jing Ruchen's hand. She looked at her fingertips, which were stained with so much blood that she could even smell the cruel smell.
Jing Ruyu whispered, "The fire in Xuanji Palace was a good thing. There is finally no barrier between us anymore."
"If your cultivation had not been destroyed, you would not have allowed me to suddenly increase my talent. If you had not lost your memory, you would not have allowed me to ascend to the position of sect leader."
"Don't owe me anything anymore, sister."
Jing Ruyu calmed down and looked up at the blazing Red Spirit Sky Fire outside the White Bone Hall. The heat evaporated the water in her eyes. She lowered her head again, her almond-shaped eyes were cold. It was the sinister leader of the Fuhua Sect again.
"Jing Lan Ze gave you this mirror, just to kill me. Don't worry, I will protect you well in these twelve hours."
Jing Ruyu stretched out her hand, and a trace of blue spiritual consciousness poured into the center of Jing Ruchen's eyebrows.
"What the hell!" Jing Ruchen was startled and quickly raised her hand to cover her forehead. Her clear eyes looked vigilantly at the person in front of her who looked like her, but she soon realized that the world was spinning and her eyelids were unusually heavy. She could no longer control herself and fainted.
Jing Ruyu said: "Of course, but don't commit suicide."
She stood up, set up a formation around Jing Ruchen to prevent anyone from approaching, turned around, and looked at the other people in the hall again.
His sight was as fast as lightning, piercing through the crowd and looking straight at Xie Shiyi.
Xie Shiyi, dressed in red, looked back at her. This look was like the mountains and rivers, overlapping with the bloody night in Xiaoyu Palace, intertwined with the blood, grievances, love and hate of countless people. After so many years of confrontation in public and in secret, the disguise was finally torn apart at this moment.
Jing Ruyu smiled strangely and coldly, and said softly: "Xie Ying, I thought I was the one who led you into the game, but I didn't expect that you were the one who arranged everything until the end."
"When did it start?"
She was a person with unpredictable thoughts and extremely high intelligence. She could infer the cause from the result and trace back step by step to a long time ago.
"It started when he got out of the way and killed six people in a row."
"The Qin family mingled in auctions and black markets all over the place. I went to the Huichun Sect in person and told them about the Phoenix Demon Seed and the Qin family's evil magic of nightmare."
"Nan Ze Black Market, I sent people to destroy the auction in advance, but I think they found some clues. I know that the Qin family will make some moves in this Qingyun Conference."
"So, Xie Ying, did you expect that the one resurrected by the Qin family would be Huai Zi?" She laughed, with a chill in her eyes: "Did you expect that you would be here now?"
"Your ruthless path is broken, and now Liuli's heart is destroyed. Although the Red Spirit Sky Fire has little restraint on the God Transformation Stage, now you and Huaizi are both destroyed, so what can you get out? It's useless to use Jing Ruchen to lure me here."
Xie Shiyi's face was as white as snow, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold: "Mirror is like jade, you like to guess my every move."
Jing Ruyu was stunned.
Xie Shiyi's words were clear and calm, with a strong hint of mockery in them: "Whether it was entering Shifang City or the hundred years of seclusion."
"Actually, I didn't plan to come. The initial result was that I should go to deal with Huai Zi, but some accidents happened."
"But it doesn't matter." Xie Shiyi raised his eyes: "Jing Ruyu, you know that you are a demon now?"