A faint crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky. Although it was not completely dark yet, the poison in Yu Zhengzheng's body relapsed prematurely.
When Rong went up to take the soul, he was worried that Immortal Lord Hengwu would cheat again, so he asked Yu Zhengzheng to go far away and wait.
Unexpectedly, this gave Xiang Feng the opportunity to kidnap her.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Yu Zhengzheng's forehead, wetting the loose hair on her forehead and making it sticky into clumps.
Her dry lips turned pale, having lost their original luster. She felt a backlash that was a hundred times more painful than before, as if a sharp knife was cutting into her flesh.
The pain made her moan subconsciously, but when she realized Xiang Feng's presence, she clenched her teeth and tried her best not to make any sound.
Even if Xiang Feng didn't say anything, she understood what he wanted to do.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't want to be held hostage by Xiang Feng, and even more so didn't want to become a burden to Rong Shang.
For a moment, the thought of biting her tongue to commit suicide flashed through her mind.
But when she bit her tongue and prepared to exert force, she saw the crooked tree.
When he first met Xiang Feng, he brought Shanshui to the cliff to assassinate Rong Shang. Rong Shang was leaning against the crooked tree, fiddling with the wooden walnut in his hand nonchalantly.
She once risked her life to block the sword for Rong Shang, and nearly lost her life, but what did she get in the end
Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes. Yu Zhengzheng's expression froze for a moment. For some reason, the thought of committing suicide became stronger and stronger.
She was a little scared.
But she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Is she afraid that her efforts will be wasted once again
Or was he afraid that the scene of her being held hostage by Xiang Feng was just like the last time on the cliff of Qingcheng Mountain, and was all designed by Rong Shang
She buried her head deeply, and she didn't even feel Xiang Feng's sword cutting her skin.
It was not until she heard Rong Shang's heart-wrenching cry that she reacted belatedly.
His tone was no longer as calm as before, but was tinged with anxiety: "Zhengzheng! Wake up!"
Yu Zhengzheng shuddered subconsciously, and her slightly cloudy eyes gradually became clear.
There was a maze set up near the cliff. This barrier was similar to the sea water surrounding Guixu Mountain, but the maze here would evoke the most painful memories in people's hearts, revealing their flaws and weaknesses.
Obviously, she was not the only one confused by the illusion at that moment, but Rong's shout just now woke Xiang Feng up as well.
Xiang Feng's face was pale, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly. The scene of Xue Xi's death kept flashing before his eyes, making his blood flow upward and filling his eyes bloodshot.
He pushed the sword upwards again, and the cold sword surface reflected a light red blood color: "If you don't want her to die, give me your soul!"
He looked at her weak face, the icy light in his palm flashed faintly, and the wind blew through the green forest, making a rustling sound.
He opened his thin lips slightly, with a cold light in his eyes: "Xue Xi's body has been refined into a puppet, and my soul can't save her."
Xiang Feng panted twice, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "I will use my soul to extend An Ning's life. Then the Emperor will lend me the Soul Condensing Pearl, and I can save Xue Xi..."
Rong Shang sneered: "What kind of soul-condensing bead is this? If there really is such a thing, the Emperor of Heaven wouldn't have to go to such great lengths to seize my soul."
Xue Xi’s death was closely related to the Emperor of Heaven. At that time, the Emperor of Heaven joined forces with Xiao Yuqing in order to use Xiao Yuqing to seize his soul.
If he had not told the Emperor of Heaven that he had the goddess's soul in his hands, the Emperor of Heaven would not have given up Xiao Yuqing and would have agreed to join forces with him to counterattack Xiao Yuqing.
Xiang Feng was slightly startled when he heard this. He turned around and looked at the Emperor of Heaven: "Is what he said true?"
The Emperor of Heaven remained calm and smiled: "There is a Soul Condensing Orb, but I don't know where it is."
Xiang Feng: “…”
His eyes were broken, as if some obsession was cracking from the bottom of his eyes. A feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously, and his breathing became heavier.
He didn't believe what the Emperor of Heaven said.
The Emperor of Heaven must have made some secret deal with Rong Shang, which is why the Emperor of Heaven suddenly changed his mind.
Mingming Rong's soul is within reach. As long as he gets the soul, he can extend An Ning's life and use the soul-condensing beads to repair Xue Xi's soul...
"Master—"
This hoarse female voice pulled Xiang Feng back to his almost crazy thoughts.
He turned his head in a daze and looked at Shanshui, who was wearing a red wedding dress.
The bright red color stung his eyes, adding a hint of crimson to his bloodshot eyes.
It had been a long time since he heard Shanshui call him "Master". He couldn't even remember when the last time was.
Xiang Feng's body rose and fell, and his lips moved for a long time before he gently called out her name: "Shanshui..."
Perhaps out of consideration for Yu Zhengzheng's feelings, Rong Shang did not have anyone tie up Shanshui. He just did it as a gesture and ordered two people to stand behind her and watch over her.
Shanshui had a red veil on her head. She pulled it off, walked to the table of heaven and earth, and picked up the nameless spirit tablet.
Her eyebrows were furrowed, her lips were slightly curled, and a gilded and kingfisher-emerald phoenix crown held her waist-length black hair. Her temples were decorated with golden flower ornaments, and her skin was as white as jade against the bright red shawl.
Xiang Feng had never seen such charming and beautiful scenery.
The landscape in his eyes is quirky, naive, and charming...
All the beautiful words in the world can describe her, but he never knew that she could also be charming.
At this moment, he had to admit that Shanshui had quietly grown into a big girl.
Shanshui held the nameless spirit tablet and walked slowly towards him: "Master, release Miss Zhengzheng and take Shanshui away from here... ok?"
When Xiang Feng heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Is she willing to forgive him
He was about to nod when his eyes inadvertently swept to An Ning beside him. He looked at An Ning, whose face was pale and gray, and hesitated to nod.
An Ning won’t live long, so he must get Rong Shang’s soul to prolong An Ning’s life. Then, when he gets the Soul Condensing Pearl, he can save Xue Xi.
If Shanshui is willing to forgive him, then as long as he explains it clearly to Shanshui, Shanshui will surely forgive him, right
Xiang Feng looked at Shanshui who was walking towards him step by step, and said sincerely: "Shanshui, wait a little longer. Once the master gets the Yuanshen, I will take you far away."
Perhaps because he was afraid that she wouldn't understand, he added, "Xue Xi is my savior. She saved my life. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am now. Shanshui, you don't want your master to be an ungrateful person, right?"
Shanshui stood in front of him. She said nothing, just looked at him seriously, carefully describing his appearance with her eyes.
She looked and looked, and somehow her eyes suddenly turned red: "What do mountains and rivers mean to you?"
Xiang Feng's eyes were filled with some reluctance, his lips opened and closed slightly, but he finally hardened his heart and looked away, without answering Shanshui's words.
He looked at Rong Shang with his dark and bottomless eyes: "I will count to three. If you don't hand over your soul, I will kill Yu Zhengzheng."
"three."
"two… "
Rong Shang interrupted him: "I will give you the soul."
Xiang Feng looked slightly stunned. He obviously didn't expect Rong Shang to be so efficient. He thought he had to let Yu Zhengzheng bleed some before Rong Shang would agree to hand over his soul.
Rong Shang raised his eyes and looked at Yu Zhengzheng. She was almost fainting from the poison. If Xiang Feng hadn't held the sword against her neck, she would have fainted from the pain long ago.
Even so, her pale lips were still trembling slightly, as if she was whispering something.
Her voice was weak, and he couldn't hear her clearly, but judging from her lip shape, she should be saying: "Don't give him..."
He looked at her, opened his thin lips slightly, and mouthed the words to her: I'm sorry.
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been poisoned.
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been held hostage by Xiang Feng.
Ultimately, it's all because of him.
He should have cut it all off with his own hands long ago and given her a stable and peaceful life.
But he was too selfish. Just because he didn't want her to leave, he gave others opportunities to hurt her again and again.
Now, it's time to end it all.
With his eyes lowered, he caught a glimpse of a faint smile on Xiao Yuqing's lips.
That smile was smug, like the complacency of a winner.
Yes, Xiao Yuqing had already determined that he would lose.
No matter how powerful a person is, if he has a weak spot, he will become vulnerable.
Especially since the person who held Yu Zhengzheng hostage was Xiang Feng, he swore to Xue Xi that he would not kill Xiang Feng. Faced with Xiang Feng's request, he had no choice but to give in and agree.
If he accidentally killed Xiang Feng in a rage, he would be breaking his oath in the name of God and would suffer severe backlash.
But what if he is no longer God
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and returned the soul in his hand to its place. When the icy light merged with the soul in his body, a chilling blue ice ridge condensed in the palm of his slightly raised palm.
Only a wailing sound that resounded through the sky was heard, and before anyone could even see his movements clearly, the icy spike had already pierced Xiao Yuqing's back.
There was a smile on Rong Shang's lips. He slowly picked up the dragon tendon that was glowing green as if he was picking up the thread of a shrimp. He pulled it up little by little, with the patience of a royal chef.
The smile on Xiao Yuqing's face had completely disappeared. He was unable to fight back and was kneeling on the ground. The sticky red blood soaked through his robe, and bloody fragments of flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
He obviously didn't understand. Shouldn't Rong Shang's mind be completely focused on Yu Zhengzheng? Why would he suddenly think of attacking him
This doesn't make sense.
But he forgot that Rong Shang itself is the most unreasonable existence in the world.
Looking at Xiao Yuqing's bloody body, Xiang Feng's eyes were a little dull. He thought Rong Shang was trying to delay time, so he said coldly: "My patience is limited!"
Rong Shang put his index finger to the corner of his lips and made a 'hush' gesture: "When I finish my family affairs, I will hand over my soul to you."
Xiao Yuqing was covered in blood and looked miserable. His black hair, which was tied up by the jade crown, was spread out and stuck together by blood. He finally couldn't stand the inhuman torture and couldn't help begging for mercy: "We are brothers with close blood. I just lost my mind for a moment. Please, please forgive me..."