There was a dead silence in the room for a long time before the sect leader spoke to break the silence.
"You must be joking." Her voice trembled.
"It's not a joke." Luo Jinxiao looked up at her, blinking his dark eyes to get rid of the moisture, "Otherwise, why would he say this."
She glanced at the solemn faces opposite her, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, let's just treat this as a joke. What if this is not a so-called catastrophe at all, but just an unprecedented rainstorm, and everything will return to normal tomorrow."
Everyone can feel the collapse of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and everyone knows that this is definitely not ordinary.
But they didn't say anything else.
"She's still waiting for me. I'll go back to accompany her." Luo Jinxiao said as he stood up and walked out, but was stopped by the sect leader.
"Are you going to tell her?" said the sect leader.
Luo Jinxiao's slender figure paused in the rainy night. She stood quietly for a while, then shook her head, and then her figure disappeared into the rain.
Luo Ning swayed and fell into the chair. Yan Ying hurriedly squatted down, held her hands, and looked up worriedly.
"How can I be so useless? I have half of the blood of the gods, but I have almost no divine power. I can't help you at all."
"I'm a loser," she murmured.
"You've done a lot. You brought her back by yourself and tried to restore her divine body. You've endured enough." Yan Ying tried to make her voice gentle as she persuaded.
"I thought I had done enough, but did I do so much just to bring my sister back and then let her die?" Luo Ning said, burying her head in her knees.
Her shoulders shook as she cried.
She didn't expect that from then on, her sister and Qu Weiyin would be able to get the peace they wanted.
"Why is this happening? What have they done wrong? What have all the living beings in this world done wrong? Why won't God let us go?" She gritted her teeth and said, "Why doesn't he look at the good and evil in the world? Why can't he tell good from evil!"
Yan Ying no longer knew how to start, and with tears streaming down her face, she hugged Luo Ning, looked up at the dark sky, and begged for leniency.
At times like this, there is no other way except begging.
The sect leader averted his gaze, walked to the door, and quietly looked at the night sky filled with rain, his hands clenching his sleeves.
Although the situation on the mountain was still calm, the area below the mountain had already suffered. Wuzhong City was flooded, and the heavy rain gradually spread to the vast expanse of land, with no sign of stopping.
Farmlands that were about to mature were washed away by the water, rivers swelled, landslides rushed into towns, and houses collapsed one after another.
The punishment from God is retaliatory and destructive. It treats everyone equally, regardless of age or good or evil. We are all ants.
In such chaos, the immortal sect finally stopped focusing on eliminating the demons and dissidents, and instead focused on rescuing the people and trying to stop the heavy rain.
However, under the harm brought by the way of heaven, the immortal sects that once dominated the world were helpless.
Luo Jinxiao walked in the heavy rain, feeling the chill that penetrated her heart. She didn't think about anything along the way. Her mind was in a mess, with all kinds of images flashing through her mind, almost recalling everything that had happened in her three lifetimes.
The most profound moments are the days when Qu Weiyin was played.
She had died twice before, but she didn't feel sad at all. Now she thinks it was because there was no one to be nostalgic about.
But this time, the reluctance almost broke her apart.
Neither Qu Weiyin nor she seemed to be able to change their destiny. But they met, so things changed, at least there was more tenderness.
She quickened her pace.
When she returned to the room in Hanyun Pavilion, her body was dry, the candlelight was dim, and the figure on the bed was slowly rising and falling with his chest, apparently sleeping soundly.
Luo Jinxiao walked forward and sat down, looking at Qu Weiyin's face carefully.
She suddenly understood Qu Weiyin's thoughts before, and why she wanted to die but kept silent.
If she told him, Qu Weiyin would definitely go with her, but she didn't want to.
However, if she didn't say it, after her death, how would Qu Weiyin live alone in this boring and long world? No matter what she did, she would be cruel.
As Luo Jinxiao watched, his vision suddenly became blurred, and then hot tears fell, wetting Qu Weiyin's clothes.
She couldn't bear it any longer, so she climbed onto the bed, hugged Qu Weiyin's waist tightly, and buried her face in her neck.
Only the fragrance of Qu Weiyin could make her feel a little bit at ease.
After an unknown amount of time, the soft hands suddenly moved, resting on Luo Jinxiao's back, patting gently, once, twice.
Qu Weiyin had woken up at some point. She said nothing. She hugged Luo Jinxiao in her arms and comforted her slowly, letting Luo Jinxiao's tears make a mess of her clothes.
The thunder outside was getting more and more frequent, and the water was rushing against the rock wall, making a rushing sound.
Qu Weiyin whispered, "I know everything."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The rain continued for three days and finally began to subside. Disciples of the Wuhui Sect came to Wuzhong City with the Water Avoidance Technique to rescue the people from the flood.
Low-lying areas are no longer habitable, and while draining the water, people have to move to the middle of the mountain. Saving their lives is the top priority, but some people are reluctant to leave their homes and property and stay in their houses.
Luo Jinxiao flew across the street on his sword, carried some immobile civilians onto Qiongqi's back, and brought them back to Wuhuimen.
She worked for a long time and finally finished the job. When she turned around, she saw Qu Weiyin squatting on the ground, stroking a wet little black dog with her hand, regardless of the mud.
The little black dog bit its tail and splashed water all over Qu Weiyin, then stretched out its pink tongue and licked her palm happily.
Qu Weiyin had a smile in her eyes and picked up the little black dog, not afraid of getting her clothes dirty.
A child covered in mud came running from a distance. He looked to be just a little kid. When he saw Qu Weiyin, his steps suddenly slowed down and he slowly backed away.
Qu Weiyin subconsciously tried to cover her fiery red eyes, but it was obviously useless, so she reached out her hand, handed the little black dog to him, and asked carefully: "Is it yours?"
The child nodded timidly.
Qu Weiyin was a little at a loss. She took out a candy from somewhere and handed it over together with the little black dog.
The child hesitated for a while before he dared to take it. Then he said "Thank you, sister" to Qu Weiyin, then turned and ran away.
His figure had long disappeared, but Qu Weiyin still stood there watching, her eyes revealing her happiness.
Luo Jinxiao jumped off Wu Jue, walked forward and stood beside her.
"It would be great if I were no longer feared tonight," she said suddenly.
Luo Jinxiao felt a slight pain in his heart. He pulled her hand over and said, "I will."
“If our story becomes a legend, people in the future will only remember our romance and will not remember that you are the Demon Lord.” Luo Jinxiao said with a smile.
"Smooth talk." Qu Weiyin shook her head.
"They mortals have a job as storytellers. When everything calms down, I will go around looking for storytellers, tell them our story and let them know what a good woman the so-called Demon Lord is." Luo Jinxiao touched his chin and said with a smile.
"It's a good idea. But where do you get so much money?" Qu Weiyin smiled and walked towards Wuhui Gate.
"Here, what's yours is mine, so I don't need anything."
"Pooh."
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Everyone in Wuhui Sect is extremely busy right now. Luo Jinxiao and Qu Weiyin seem to be idlers and cannot help much. The two can only wander side by side in the sect, and every now and then, a passing disciple would look at them curiously.
There were also some familiar faces who smiled happily at them, then pointed at their holding hands and ran away while laughing.
"Tonight." Qu Weiyin tried to break free, but was held tightly, unable to move. After a while, she simply turned her face away, out of sight and out of mind.
Because they recited the water-avoiding spell, the rain could not hit them and slid down their clothes.
"Tonight, the weather seems to be getting better, right? There won't be any catastrophe?" Qu Weiyin looked up and asked.
Tiny raindrops fall from the gray sky. If you watch them for a long time, you'll feel like you're traveling between heaven and earth.
Luo Jinxiao shook her head, she didn’t know either.
"You haven't told me yet, how did you know that?" Luo Jinxiao kept asking her.
"How come I don't know what's going on in your mind?" Qu Weiyin snorted coldly.
She suddenly pulled Luo Jinxiao's hand and bit her wrist hard. Luo Jinxiao gasped and cried in pain.
"What are you doing?" She tried to snatch her hand back, aggrieved.
Qu Weiyin lowered her eyes and saw that the clear tooth marks seemed a little uneven, so she filled it again. Only then was she satisfied and let go of her hand.
"Leave a mark. Legend has it that when you go to the underworld, you will be blind and unable to recognize the people in front of you. You watch me carve the words, and I watch your teeth marks, so we won't be separated."
Luo Jinxiao touched his hand and raised his eyes: "You are really thoughtful."
"You must come to find me. If I can't wait for you, I will keep waiting. No matter how many ghosts pull me, I will not let go. Remember this." Qu Weiyin said. Her tone was a little harsh, but her eyes were red.
"Don't keep me waiting too long."
"Tonight! Tonight! Many immortals have just come, including several sect leaders. The sect leader wants you to come over!" Lu Fanzhi came running from a distance, shouting loudly.
Qu Weiyin wiped away her tears quickly.
"Immortals? Why are these good-for-nothings coming to Wuhui Sect in the heavy rain instead of busying themselves with disaster relief?" Luo Jinxiao frowned.
"I don't know either. Anyway, they all look aggressive and seem to have bad intentions." Lu Fanzhi curled her lips, "The sect leader's face turned green. I'm afraid it has something to do with Junior Master Qu."
When Luo Jinxiao heard this, hostility involuntarily spread throughout his body.
"I won't go." Qu Weiyin said.
"That won't do. You just have to show up openly. I'm going to die soon anyway, so I'm not afraid of anything." She waved her hand to call out Wu Jue, took Qu Weiyin's hand, and walked towards Wuhui Palace in a bright green dress with big strides.
Just as Lu Fanzhi said, the Sect Master's originally snow-white face now looked a little blue. Her eyes were narrowed and her white hands half covered her face, hiding her expression.
The disciples of Wuhui Sect stood on both sides, glaring at the immortals.
As soon as Luo Jinxiao and Qu Weiyin appeared at the gate, there was a commotion in the hall. Luo Jinxiao saw that the leader was the middle-aged man from that day. This time, they brought masters and several familiar leaders of various sects.
The leader of the Life and Death Sect was wrapped in black fur, with thin cheeks and a gloomy expression, which was particularly obvious.
Luo Jinxiao glared back at him. She and this sect could be considered to be a lifelong enemy.
"Master, look, we have not lied. As the largest sect, your Wuhui Sect is now hiding a monster. Please hand over this female monster to us as a sacrifice to the gods and ask for their blessing."
"Yes, Sect Master, there are continuous heavy rains now, the mountains and rivers are in great trouble, and the spiritual power is collapsing. It must be related to this demon." The people below said one after another.
The sect leader put down her hands, raised her head and glanced at them. The pressure from her was so heavy that everyone fell silent.
"Guijiu, please invite them in." said the sect leader.
Guijiu, who was guarding the door, walked forward, looked at Luo Jinxiao and whispered in his ear, "Go, nothing to worry about."
Luo Jinxiao held Qu Weiyin's hand and strode through the crowd without even glancing at them, as if they were just a few bundles of straw.
The piercing gaze pierced his body, but Luo Jinxiao felt nothing.
"What do you mean? Do you still want to protect the monster at this time?" The leader of the Life and Death Sect suddenly asked loudly.
The sect leader ignored him and just said, "Tonight, Qu Weiyin, come over again."
Luo Jinxiao was a little confused about what she meant. He looked at Qu Weiyin, obeyed her and walked forward until he reached her side.
The voices of doubt below became louder and louder. Some people wanted to rush forward but were stopped by the disciples of Wuhui Sect.
The sect master then sat up straight, and his ethereal voice echoed in the hall: "Guijiu, close the door, guard it well, and don't let anyone out."
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