Nangong Xier looked at Zhao Xiaqiu, and Zhao Xiaqiu looked at Nangong Xier. After staring at each other for a long time, Nangong Xier shook her head repeatedly: "No! Look, he doesn't have a sword in his hand!"
At this moment, Su Baiyi had already forced away the coldness on his body. His eyes were burning red. He stretched out his hands with all his strength to break free from the ropes on his body, jumped down from the tree branch, and stared at Zhao Xiaqiu with a fierce look.
"Are you Su Baiyi?" Zhao Xiaqiu asked.
Su Baiyi tilted his head and didn't answer.
"He's possessed." A trace of pity flashed in Zhao Xiaqiu's eyes, as if he was thinking of some past events. He sighed softly, "I didn't expect our first meeting would be like this."
Nangong Xier said anxiously: "He is not Su Baiyi! Look, he doesn't have a sword in his hand!"
Zhao Xiaqiu smiled and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like he must be Su Baiyi."
Nangong Xier said helplessly: "Why can't you make sense?"
Zhao Xiaqiu shrugged: "Miss, I have already returned your favor. If you try to stop me next time, I will do it. Su Baiyi, I must take her away."
"Hurry!" Nangong Xier screamed in desperation. Su Baiyi's eyes were red as he rushed towards Zhao Xiaqiu. Zhao Xiaqiu leaned forward slightly and drew out two broken swords to block his chest again. But when Su Baiyi ran in front of Zhao Xiaqiu, his pupils suddenly became dilated, as if he had exhausted all his strength. His body softened and he fell backwards. Nangong Xier hurried forward to support him, tapped her feet and retreated, intending to run back to the Wufangtai.
But a hand pushed her back to where she was. Nangong Xier turned around and found that the Taoist priest was standing behind her. She tightly grasped the sword of her beloved, feeling uneasy. She was afraid that she would not be a match for this man even in her prime. Now that she was injured, she had no chance of winning.
"Master, why are you looking for Su Baiyi?" Nangong Xier protected Su Baiyi with one hand and held the sword with the other.
Zhao Xiaqiu scratched his temples and said, "I don't know either. The city lord asked me to take him away, so I took him away."
Nangong Xier asked in confusion: "Demon City Lord, what does he want to do with Su Baiyi? Is it also for..."
"Our city lord is a good man, don't worry, girl." Zhao Xia Qiu said in a gentle tone.
Nangong Xier's mouth twitched slightly. The Lord of the Demon City, who was cut into pieces by thousands of swords and is now recognized by the world as the number one master of evil ways, you tell me that he is a good person? She couldn't figure out the logic of Zhao Xiaqiu's words, so she could only follow his words and say, "If he is a good person, he shouldn't force people."
Zhao Xiaqiu thought for a moment and nodded: "Miss, what you said makes sense. But the city lord asked me to take him away. I eat the food of Demon City, so I can't disobey. So if there is a problem, why don't you go with me? When you get to Demon City, explain the reason to our city lord. If he agrees, you can take Su Baiyi back. How about it?"
“Together… Together?” Nangong Xier felt that she couldn’t keep up with the Taoist priest’s pace.
"Yes, you protect Su Baiyi, and I will lead you to the Demon City." Zhao Xiaqiu said.
Nangong Xier didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What if I don't agree?"
"When I was learning swordsmanship since I was a child, my master told me that swordsmanship is for protection, not for destruction. So I will never choose to destroy the beautiful things in the world. Girl, you are the beautiful things in the world." Zhao Xiaqiu raised the two broken swords in his hands slightly, "I don't want to hurt you."
Nangong Xier was a little overwhelmed by what he said: "Don't think that you can take Su Baiyi away from me just by praising me a few times."
"I won't take him away. You just go with me." Zhao Xiaqiu put the two swords back into the double sheaths on his back, "Let's go."
Nangong Xier looked at Su Baiyi beside her, not knowing what to do for a moment. Zhao Xiaqiu took a few steps and saw Nangong Xier still there. After thinking for a while, he came to his senses and walked forward to take Su Baiyi from Nangong Xier's hands, then held her up with both hands: "I was negligent. It's really not convenient for the girl to hold Su Baiyi along the way. I'll hold her, and when we get to the nearby town, I'll steal a carriage."
"Steal?" Nangong Xier was stunned.
"We robbed one before, which made a lot of noise and the city lord was not very happy. So it's better to steal." Zhao Xia Qiu walked straight forward, no longer paying attention to Nangong Xier's reaction beside him.
Nangong Xier was almost petrified. She stood there for a long time without reacting. It was Zhao Xiaqiu's call that woke her up. She stomped her feet, stopped hesitating, and followed immediately.
At the foot of the mountain, a pure white carriage was parked there, and a thin young man was sitting there holding a whip in his hand. The young man was wearing a white gown embroidered with various flowers and a crane. He held the whip in one hand and a wine pot in the other, humming a little song and drinking wine leisurely. Until a blood-stained figure came down from the mountain and came in front of him.
The young man was so shocked that he dropped the wine jug in his hand to the ground. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "Owner..."
Bai Jile nodded, passed by the young man, and got into the carriage directly: "Go back to Shanglin Palace."
"Master...what happened on the mountain?" The young man was a little surprised. Since he started following Bai Jile, he had never seen Bai Jile in such a mess. Bai Jile, the Hand of Heaven, was a nearly legendary figure in Shanglin Heavenly Palace. Whenever he took action, nothing was impossible.
Bai Jile said in a deep voice: "Something happened that made me happy."
The young man was stunned: "Oh? What can make the host happy?" In his impression, Bai Jile always looked neither happy nor angry, as if he had no interest in anything in this world, and his expression was always indifferent.
"Shanglin Shuangjue, Xie Kanhua. He prepared the best gift for me." Bai Jile coughed lightly, "It was almost done, but I didn't expect that the people in Demon City would find out. Baihe, pass on some messages on the way."
The young man called Bai He nodded: "Master, give me your orders."
"The remnants of the Tianmen Holy Sect have reappeared in the world, including Nangong Yuwen's daughter Nangong Xier." Bai Jile said slowly.
"Didn't Nanyulou make an agreement with us when he climbed the mountain that year?" Bai He asked in confusion.
"We promised Nanyulou that we would not pursue Nangong Xier's identity, but Nangong Xier revealed the secret herself on the Wufang Stage. If that's the case, then we can't be blamed." Bai Jile swallowed a pill. "The second thing is that Su Baiyi, a disciple of the academy, was suspected to have been bewitched by the remnants of the Demon Sect and practiced the Demon Sect's secrets. On the Wufang Stage, he fought alone against Mu Pan and Liu Duohan and had the upper hand."
"Is it so powerful?" Bai He was stunned, "Did he hurt the host?"
"The third piece of news is that these two people were taken away by Demon City." Bai Jile wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Spread these three pieces of news, and then send people to follow them and find a chance to take action."
Bai He smiled and said, "After these three pieces of information are released, there will be no need for us to take action."
"Find an opportunity to bring Su Baiyi back to Shanglin Palace!"