bullyxtreme Chapter 1141 Ji Qingyang's Three Favors
Chapter 1141 Ji Qingyang's Three Favors
Since ancient times, who has been without feelings? When feelings run deep, it is hard to remain calm.
The Black-Faced Clown, Illusion Emperor, is right. What people fear most is not their own death, but the death of their loved ones, and this refers to those who are deeply in love.
Unfortunately, the masked man, Mu Qiusi, was a deeply affectionate and infatuated person.
Interestingly, the reason why Jiu Xiaoyao, Guimianren, and Huanhuang became friends when they ventured into the Ancient Miao Region together was because they were all deeply affectionate people.
But the Illusionary Emperor used this deep affection as a cage, trapping the masked man Mu Qiusi. Back then, someone also used deep affection to trap Jiu Xiaoyao. Jiu Xiaoyao broke free of the cage, but alas, he spent his life imprisoned by drunkenness.
The masked man, Mu Qiusi, finally understood why he couldn't detect Yi Xuan: Yi Xuan was someone who had mastered the Illusionary Dream Flowing Cloud cultivation.
This is just one of the Ghost-Faced Man's guesses. There are other reasons for the real situation. However, the Ghost-Faced Man guessed correctly: Yi Xuan is Ji Yi Xuan, and Yi Xuan really wants to kill Mu Qing Xue!
Death was neither unfamiliar nor frightening to Mu Qingxue, nor had she ever been afraid of it.
But ever since she went on the trip to Wushan with Shen Yichen, Mu Qingxue has been afraid of death. She really doesn't want to die, and if she has to die, she wants to die with Shen Yichen.
Furthermore, Mu Qingxue doesn't have the child she wants yet, so she doesn't want to die even more. But does not wanting to die mean she can simply not die?
Mu Qingxue had never experienced death so closely before; the dagger was right against her neck, and her blood had even dripped onto the blade.
Mu Qingxue was so frightened that she dared not breathe.
After confirming that she was still alive, Mu Qingxue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at the blurry figure in the dark street, as well as the figures that flew and landed on the pavilions on the left and right.
The three people shouted at the same time:
"stop!"
The person behind Mu Qingxue who was holding the short knife stopped, the knife still pressed against her neck.
Mu Qingxue dared not hide, dared not escape, and dared not use her internal energy. She knew that as long as she moved, she would surely die!
The fact that the person who could precisely slash her neck with the short sword during the Soul-Separating Illusion Step could only mean that the person who wanted to kill her could do so at any time.
In the drizzling rain on the long street, there were three people, plus an assassin holding a short knife standing behind Mu Qingxue, making a total of four people. Mu Qingxue recognized one and a half of them.
Jian Chenqing didn't recognize any of them, and she didn't even know at first that Mu Qingxue had almost died.
After the three people appeared in the long street, Jian Chenqing realized that there was someone standing behind Mu Qingxue who wanted to kill her.
Jian Chenqing felt that even at her peak, this was probably her level, and she would have to wield the Qingbo Sword; she couldn't do that with an ordinary sword.
The person who arrived at the pavilion to Mu Qingxue's left was a young Taoist divination boy. He was so frightened that he collapsed onto the pavilion. He was too late!
The people who came to the pavilion to Mu Qingxue's right were from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. It was too dark for Mu Qingxue to see clearly, but she guessed that they were from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. However, she did not know exactly who they were, so she could only guess half of it.
As for the people on the opposite side of the street, Mu Qingxue didn't know; she couldn't see them clearly.
Mu Qingxue didn't recognize the person behind her at all, but she felt that he was a ghost!
"From this day forward, only I, the disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, am permitted to wield fire. This is the last time, and your only chance!"
Mu Qingxue's fear vanished, replaced by boundless rage. The people of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect were clearly playing with fire in Luowu Ancient City, or rather, fishing for her life. She had almost been burned to ashes.
The person on the right pavilion leaped down and bowed in worship!
"Mu Yulou of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's Bone Tomb greets Young Miss!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingxue was shocked. She really hadn't expected that the person who came would be Mu Yulou.
Mu Qingxue did not know Mu Yulou, but she knew another person, Mu Yuting, the head of the Bone Tomb. Clearly, Mu Yulou's status in the Bone Tomb was extraordinary.
However, Mu Qingxue was not afraid!
"Now that Bone Mound has chosen me, is this the attitude you should have?"
The young Taoist boy stood up, leaped down, and shouted:
"Girl, are you crazy? Do you know who he is? Even your father wouldn't dare to disrespect him!"
The young Taoist knew Mu Yulou, or more accurately, he had only heard of him.
Mu Qingxue gave a cold laugh!
"Since you've chosen me, Bone Mound should show the attitude you deserve!"
The young Taoist priest was taken aback upon hearing this. He was holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and his gaze was fixed on the short knife around Mu Qingxue's neck.
The dark figure from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect remained silent for a long time before kneeling on one knee.
"Mu Yulou, the Longevity Official of the Bone Tomb of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, pays his respects to the Eldest Miss!"
Mu Qingxue was now certain that it was the person across the street who had called out to the man who wanted to kill her.
Mu Qingxue didn't let Mu Yulou get up, nor did she pay any attention to him. Instead, she looked at the dark figure across the street and said softly:
"I want to know which member of the Ji family wants to kill me!"
Jian Chenqing, the young Taoist priest, and Mu Yulou were all taken aback upon hearing this. All three of them believed that the person behind Mu Qingxue was not from the Ji family, but a member of the Jianghu from Yanquan, and most likely from the Xuantian Eight Sects.
In Yanquan, probably only the people of the Xuantian Eight Sects would dare to kill the young lady of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and they would have the strength to do so!
The three of them didn't understand the basis of Mu Qingxue's guess, as there wasn't a trace of the Ji Family's Holy Emperor Technique here.
"Mu Qingxue, the only daughter of Mu Niansheng, the master of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. I think one day in the future I will regret saving you today!"
"No, you definitely won't regret it. Just say what you have to say. If I'm not mistaken, it must be related to my mother!"
After much thought, Mu Qingxue concluded that there was only one possibility that could make the Ji family stop harming her: it was related to her mother.
Besides that, Mu Qingxue really couldn't think of any other reason.
"Ah, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is truly fortunate to have you. Remember that you owe me a life. One day I will make you repay this debt!"
Mu Qingxue frowned in deep thought, and after a moment, said softly:
"Alright, senior, I promise you, I owe you a favor, but you have to tell me, who are you!"
"Then let's talk about the second favor. You've been searching for your mother, haven't you?"
Mu Qingxue was shocked. Sure enough, the person opposite her had come for her mother.
Mu Qingxue was so excited that she seemed to have forgotten that there was a deadly dagger hanging over her neck.
"I accept this second favor as well. Please speak, senior!"
"Sigh, you are so much better than Mu Niansheng. There is a woman in Wulang Academy named Li Shuqin. She and your mother came from Yanquan Soul Dream Pavilion. As for where Soul Dream Pavilion is, you can only ask her. Remember, only she knows!"
Mu Qingxue could tell that the dark figure opposite her was a middle-aged man. She believed what he said; his mother's name was Li Shutong, and she should be related to Li Shuqin.
"Ji Qingyang, traitor of the Ji family, what are you plotting while hiding in Yanquan?"
Jian Chenqing guessed that the shadowy figure must be Ji Qingyang.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingxue was startled.
The group waited for the shadowy figure's response, but instead of replying, the figure said calmly:
"Mu Qingxue, I have a third favor to repay. Do you want it or not?"
Mu Qingxue clenched her fists. Her life was still in danger. Ji Qingyang could take her life at any moment. The little Taoist and Mu Yulou were definitely not confident in saving her, otherwise they wouldn't have waited so long.
She had to accept this third favor, whether she wanted it or not.
"Senior, please speak!"
"Your mother was betrayed by Shen Yichen's mother, Shen Surong. The separation of you and your mother is entirely Shen Surong's doing!"
"Impossible! You're talking nonsense!"
Mu Qingxue retorted directly without the slightest hesitation.
"Mu Qingxue, the favor has been repaid. Remember to repay me in the future. Whether I am right or not, you can ask Li Shuqin or your mother!"
The shadowy figure turned and left, leaving behind a single sentence:
"She cannot die. Let's go back and report!"
Mu Qingxue stood there, stunned, her mind a jumble.
A blade of light flashed behind Mu Qingxue, blocking the combined attack of the young Taoist and Mu Yulou.
A terrifying beam of light shot into the sky, illuminating the surrounding space.
Mu Qingxue saw the middle-aged man at the end of the long street.
"Sister Qing, is he Ji Qingyang?"
"It's Ji Qingyang. He's been a traitor to the Ji family for decades. It seems this was all a setup!"
After the assassin disappeared, the young Taoist priest whispered:
"Girl, the person who wants to kill you is very strong. Where are the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who are protecting you?"
Mu Yulou was really strange; he actually knelt down on one knee and returned to his original position.
"Pass on my order: the Dragon Demon Army of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is to approach the Wulang Academy!"
Mu Qingxue, carrying Jian Chenqing, slowly walked into the long street.
Jian Chenqing and the young Taoist were both dumbfounded.
The young Taoist priest glanced at Mu Yulou, who was kneeling, shook his head, and sighed inwardly:
"This girl is really scary!"
"The Earthly Official of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect respectfully sees off the young lady!"
Only after Mu Qingxue walked out of the long street did Mu Yulou slowly stand up, shake his head, and let out a soft sigh:
"You, with your passionate nature, seem more suited to lead the Ten Thousand Demons Sect than you, with your heartless nature. A thousand years have passed, and the Mu family's Dragon Demon Army has finally returned to Yanquan. May the heavens bless the Ten Thousand Demons, may the heavens bless the Mu family!"
Mu Yulou was really excited. Mu Qingxue treated him like this, and he didn't seem to have a single complaint.
"Oh, the Mu family's Earth God has entered Yanquan, why is no one from the Ji family here to greet him?"
Mu Yulou, who was about to leave, suddenly changed his expression and turned to look at the woman on the roof of the pavilion, but he could not see her face clearly.
"The Ji family?"
"Well, I guess so. What a wonderful young lady she is. Cherish her!"