Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 299 The Truth

Lin Qingyue looked at the scene in front of him and was speechless for a long time.

Ji Fuyou's expression suddenly darkened.

On the top of a distant mountain, Fu Weisheng fell silent as he looked at the empty mountaintop.

Fu Weisheng sent a message to the two of them: "It's still an illusion. It wants us to get lost here. It discovered us a long time ago. I suspect this is also an illusion.

"I wonder if it will pretend to be us to test the other party, so let's make a deal."

Lin Qingyue looked at Ji Fuyou in front of her and thought to herself that this shouldn't be fake. Hearing Fu Weisheng's voice, she casually said, "What do you say we should do?"

Ji Fuyou looked at the skeleton on the chair in the distance. Raindrops dripped from the broken roof and hit his eyelashes heavily, making him look wet like a defeated dog.

Fu Weisheng's voice came: "I have a magic weapon to save my life. When we meet, we will attack each other directly. The one who survives will be the real one."

Although Lin Qingyue was a little hesitant, she still agreed. After all, if things really didn't work out, she could always buy some equipment.

No matter what, no one will be accidentally hurt.

As for accidentally killing Ji Fuyou or Fu Weisheng, it was absolutely impossible.

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"Ji Fuyou?" Fu Weisheng's voice sounded in Ji Fuyou's ears, and Ji Fuyou's eyelashes trembled violently.

"I'm here."

Fu Weisheng paused, "What's wrong with you?"

She could tell something was wrong in his tone. Ji Fuyou lowered his head and said, "I should have known that."

Fu Weisheng: "Know what?"

Ji Fuyou: "I know these are all fake, but I let my guard down just to indulge in a little fantasy."

"But isn't this normal?" Fu Weisheng: "Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

On the other side, Lin Qingyue looked at the white bones on the chair and felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that the clay Buddha was deliberately disgusting them, or the person behind the clay Buddha was disgusting them.

Lin Qingyue stepped out of the dilapidated Demon Palace. The rain had stopped at this time, and the young man in white clothes and red belt looked at her with a smile.

"Miss Lin, long time no see. Do you like the gift I gave you?"

Lin Qingyue looked at Zhu Feiran's masked Bodhisattva face and drew his sword directly.

"Hua Cixi is dead, and Hua Xiangrong is also dead. The remaining one is probably your servant."

"Zhu Feiran" smiled, and the arc remained at the same angle as before.

He dodged Lin Qingyue's attack by moving sideways. "Miss Lin, why are you angry? Women become ugly when they are angry."

Lin Qingyue: "None of your business!"

The servant spoke in a calm and unhurried tone, making people listen unconsciously.

"I know Miss Lin has always been kind-hearted, but unfortunately, this is the way the world is. People are bound to die, and I can make their deaths more meaningful. If you were still here, you would naturally think that I have a kind heart and a connection with Buddha."

Lin Qingyue waved his sword: "Then go down and continue your relationship with your Buddha!"

The servant dodged sideways, and when Lin Qingyue looked again, he turned out to be exactly like her!

At this time, Ji Fuyou also came out and looked at the two of them.

Lin Qingyue continued to draw his sword, and the servant took out a sword exactly the same as Lin Qingyue's, and the two men fought each other.

Lin Qingyue had originally thought the two of them were easy to tell apart, but she hadn't expected the servant to even possess the Ziyang Sword Sect's swordsmanship. Now, with their appearance, voice, and swordsmanship all being identical, how could anyone tell them apart?

While Lin Qingyue was thinking about how to deal with the two people, Ji Fuyou glanced at them and then walked past them.

Lin Qingyue couldn't help but burst into laughter "Hahahahahaha".

The other Lin Qingyue was still smiling, standing there dignifiedly and looking at Lin Qingyue's unruly movements lovingly.

He sighed: "It seems that the relationship between you fellow disciples is just like this."

He threw away the sword in his hand and slowly emerged in his original form.

He placed his hands on the two swords wrapped in black cloth behind him, the blades of the two swords shining brightly: "I wonder if Miss Lin can withstand a few of my moves now that she has entered the Ziyang Sword Sect?"

When the servant's spiritual pressure was revealed, Lin Qingyue was shocked: "You are actually a Jindan cultivator?"

The servant tilted his head to look at her: "So, Miss Lin, please be careful."

Lin Qingyue was unsure of his strength, so he pulled the glutinous rice balls out of his body.

"It was said before that the demons' cultivation methods were cruel and vicious, but they were only vicious to others. I didn't expect Miss Lin to be so cruel to herself."

The servant naturally knew about this kind of thing of using one's body to cultivate the sword, but he didn't expect to see it here.

The sword wind came from behind, and the servant finally untied the last black cloth.

The servant blocked it with his knife, and the sword wind dissipated, leaving behind a faint cry that disappeared between heaven and earth.

"I've always been curious about why Miss Lin always stays by the young master's side, but now I think about it. Miss Lin stays by the young master's side only for Qing Jing."

"If it's not for profit, then is it for the young master?"

The servant avoided Lin Qingyue's attack, but Lin Qingyue was blocked again and felt very annoyed.

"none of your business!"

"This is really none of my business, but I'm naturally curious. I'm sure Miss Lin won't reject me, right?"

"It's so noisy!" Lin Qingyue swung his sword, and the shadow behind him became bigger and bigger, and a huge sword was raised.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingyue swung his sword, and no one had time to escape, including the servants.

After a few breaths, everything turned to ashes.

The illusion shattered bit by bit, and finally collapsed with a loud bang.

Lin Qingyue spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the place where we came out was Bijian Temple, and there was no one in the temple now.

Lin Qingyue looked at the ceiling, wondering if he was a little reckless.

The servant is dead now, but in her current state, even other demons cannot defeat her.

Lin Qingyue used up the last bit of his spiritual energy and sent a message to Ji Fuyou and Fu Weisheng.

The two of them were unexpectedly fast.

"I just lay down." Lin Qingyue said: "I don't want to get up, just watch it like this."

Fu Weisheng sighed, "Can I use my spiritual sense to check on your condition?"

Fu Weisheng was not a professional medical practitioner, so in the end he had no choice but to use some talismans to help Lin Qingyue prevent his injuries from worsening.

"Is he dead?" Lin Qingyue asked.

Fu Weisheng stood up and took a look at the body, which was already cold.

"died."

Lin Qingyue: "Is he really dead?"

Ji Fuyou also took a look and said, "He's dead."

Lin Qingyue still felt uneasy, and she forced herself to get up and vomited blood again. Fu Weisheng quickly supported her.

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Qingyue threw down a handful of ghost fire, and the flames licked the corpse and swallowed it in three seconds.

"Destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces."

It was over, and the man fainted again.

Lin Qingyue woke up again in the Valley of Rebirth.

The first thing the Dust-Breaking System said to her was, "The mission happens to be in the Rebirth Valley. Let's get started now without further delay."

Lin Qingyue: ...