Yi Xiaorou quickly rushed to the border of Qiongdao alone, where Zhan Yao and Tian Yuan were said to be at a stalemate.

She was still standing far away at the foot of the mountain. A heretic who was standing guard at the foot of the mountain quickly discovered Yi Xiaorou, and then ran into the mountain and announced that Yi Xiaorou was coming.

The other heretics stepped forward to welcome Yi Xiaorou into the mountains, with a sincere and warm welcome, leading them all the way to explain the current battle situation to Yi Xiaorou.

When Yi Xiaorou entered, she could feel the strange look in the eyes of the heretics who passed by and looked at her, and then followed them one by one as if unconsciously.

It seems that the momentum is sufficient, but in fact it is blocking the way back.

Yi Xiaorou saw it and didn't say anything. When these heretics came all the way to Zhan Yao's camp, they stopped moving forward.

When Yi Xiaorou stepped into the camp, she glanced back. The heretics spontaneously surrounded the entire camp one by one.

The tent was simply decorated, and when Yi Xiaorou entered the door, she saw a desk opposite. Zhan Yao seemed to have been waiting for her, and when he saw Yi Xiaorou, he nodded to her in a friendly manner.

"Out of seclusion."

Yi Xiaorou also smiled and nodded at her, her eyes falling on the sword held beside Zhan Yao.

It seems that Zhan Yao is often seen carrying a sword on her back, but rarely uses it.

Zhan Yao noticed Yi Xiaorou's eyes and followed the sword on her wooden stand. Her eyes seemed to be filled with nostalgia.

"This was given to me by the Queen. Back then, I was just a small character who was bullied on the periphery of the Heretic Corps. The Queen promoted me and trained me as her personal guard, and later gave me this sword."

Yi Xiaorou looked around and found that apart from the simple furnishings in the small camp, there were two heretics, namely her and Zhan Yao.

Maple Leaf is not here.

"But you still betrayed her." Yi Xiaorou said calmly.

Zhan Yao seemed not surprised at all that Yi Xiaorou would say such a thing.

The smile on her face faded, but she still politely invited Yi Xiaorou to sit down. She held the handle of the teapot and made a cup of tea for Yi Xiaorou, then stretched out her hand to sit down.

"Do you know where the sword on your back comes from?"

Yi Xiaorou picked up the teacup, took a sip and then put it down, looking at Zhan Yao quietly, waiting for her answer.

"After she gave me the sword, I made it specially for her. It was the sword that suited her best, but in the end, it was buried deep underground with her."

It was because Yi Xiaorou was recognized by it that she was finally willing to recognize Yi Xiaorou as her master again.

Yi Xiaorou looked so much like her that if it weren't for the different aura, Zhan Yao would have almost thought it was Qing Xi who had come back to life.

The same fate, defeated by the same man, is also the same stupidity.

Why can't you just be her puppet?

"You said that I betrayed her, which is wrong." Zhan Yao shook his head, looking like he was at peace with himself.

"She betrayed me first. I told her back then that something was wrong with him and asked her to be careful, but she just didn't listen to me and demoted me from a close guard to a secret guard." Zhan Yao said, holding on to her hand

He couldn't drink the tea anymore, and threw the tea cup heavily on the table, causing the tea to splash everywhere due to his excessive movements.

"Before he appeared, I only had her in my life, and she only had me. Only we could understand each other."

"It would be great if she could remain unchanged. Then I would not join forces with Maple Leaf to betray her. I would definitely protect her. I would even die for her. But she gave up on me first..."

"How can someone as strong as her be limited to that ridiculous love and be blinded!"

Zhan Yao's words were a bit confusing, but Yi Xiaorou could probably understand her meaning.

Although she heard something was wrong with Zhan Yao's words, Yi Xiaorou didn't say much.

Zhan Yao seemed to have turned Qingxi's gratitude for her promotion into a twisted emotion, an almost perverted possessiveness.

Whenever there is something wrong with Qingxi, she will abandon him first.

And the person who made Qingxi feel wrong...

"Is he an immortal?" Yi Xiaorou asked.

It seemed that Yi Xiaorou's question had angered Zhan Yao. She raised her hand and lifted the table. All the teapots, teacups and other porcelain on the table were broken, and the table was also overturned.

"Shit Immortal Lord, he got his current status by stepping on her corpse. He is just a hypocritical shit cultivator."

Yi Xiaorou looked at the tea spilled on the ground next to her, and an absurd idea came to her mind at an inappropriate time.

Why, a cup of tea can make her drink like this?

Yi Xiaorou shook away the messy thoughts in her mind and asked, "Since you don't like those hypocritical gods, how can you cooperate with them?"

Zhan Yao took a deep look at Yi Xiaorou and suppressed the anger in his heart, "It's my fault that you don't know how to praise me, but you have some thoughts that you shouldn't have. It only made Feng Ye anxious, and she decided to set up a trap to lure you here.

"

"It can't be said to be cooperation. It was true that Yuan wanted to attack Qiongdao that day, but both parties changed their minds just after the fight. After all, he wanted to get rid of you first, and Maple Leaf couldn't tolerate you anymore. The two parties were just acting together."

First, apart from Yi Xiaorou, how should the two sides fight?

When Zhan Yao talked about Maple Leaf's plan, he seemed less interested.

She was willing to answer so many questions just to satisfy her doubts because she looked so much like Qingxi.

"Since you already know our plan, and you came here to be treated like a caged bird, you might as well end it on your own, for the sake of both master and servant." Zhan Yao said, stood up, picked up the sword on the wooden stand and gently

Wipe it up.

It seems that Yi Xiaorou is not taken seriously at all.

"Where's Maple Leaf?" Yi Xiaorou asked.

Zhan Yao wiped every inch of the upper sword carefully, and after hearing Yi Xiaorou's words, he said without raising his head, "That's none of your business. If you don't do it yourself, don't blame me for doing it."

Yi Xiaorou can choose a happy way to die by herself, but Zhan Yao can do it by himself, but he doesn't care about whether it is happy or not.

Yi Xiaorou stood up, put her hands behind her hands and asked Zhan Yao with a smile, "Why do you think I'm here just to die?"

Zhan Yao paused after hearing this. She threw the sword wiping cloth aside, held the sword and looked at Yi Xiaorou, as if questioning her answer.

The air seemed to condense for a moment. Zhan Yao looked at the sword in his hand, pulled out the scabbard and pointed it at Yi Xiaorou, but Yi Xiaorou remained motionless.

When the sword was approaching Yi Xiaorou, there was a clang, and the sword in Yi Xiaorou's space suddenly appeared and blocked Zhan Yao's sword in front of Yi Xiaorou.

It was during this breath that Yi Xiaorou finally realized that Zhan Yao had just used the ability he had shown before - freezing time.

She took advantage of this moment and quickly took a few steps back. The moment she stepped back, Yi Xiaorou's sword was knocked to the ground by Zhan Yao.

Then it floated faintly to Yi Xiaorou's side, and the red light on the sword flashed, as if to accuse Yi Xiaorou of being unjust.

Yi Xiaorou held the sword in her hand and looked at Zhan Yao's shocked expression with a smile, which had not eased since the sword appeared.

"Your ability is useful for living things, but it seems that it has no use for dead things like swords?" Even if the sword has spiritual consciousness, it also has a sword spirit.

"How could it..." Zhan Yao's complicated expression fell on the sword.

The sword was forged by her herself. Only she knew that the sword was extraordinary and was born with spiritual consciousness. There was a sword spirit in the sword, and it was a sword spirit that only Qingxi could awaken.

As for the situation just now, dividing yin cannot be done by spiritual consciousness alone.

And Yi Xiaorou... Not only did the sword recognize its owner spiritually, it also gave birth to a sword spirit.

Could it be...

"Are you...is she?" Zhan Yao frowned and stared at Yi Xiaorou, as if he wanted to see something from her face.

"I'm not her, I wasn't before, and I never will be in the future."

Perhaps admitting that it is Qingxi at this time can give Yi Xiaorou a greater chance of winning, but Yi Xiaorou hates being someone's substitute. She is Yi Xiaorou, just Yi Xiaorou.

After listening to Yi Xiaorou's words, Zhan Yao's expression gradually calmed down. She stared at Yi Xiaorou, looking at Yi Xiaorou seriously for the first time.

She raised her sword, pointing directly at the door facing Yi Xiaorou. Yi Xiaorou also raised her hand to block with the sword. The small tent obviously restricted their movements. The next moment, the tent exploded from the inside, and debris flew everywhere.

Yi Xiaorou and Zhan Yao both flew out at that moment and exchanged blows in mid-air.

The discerning heretics stepped back one after another, leaving a huge open space for the two of them to do their best while they watched on.

"Everyone go back to your posts, if you don't want to be cut off." Zhan Yao threatened in a cold voice.

She didn't like the feeling of being looked at like a monkey.

After hearing Zhan Yao's words, they didn't dare to stay any longer, and they all dispersed like birds and beasts.

Without these heretics in the way, Yi Xiaorou and Zhan Yao were free to fight.

There are no extra fancy moves, they all hit the target directly.

Zhan Yao ducked to avoid Yi Xiaorou's slashing sword. The next moment, the sword in his hand saw Yi Xiaorou's exposed weakness and slashed straight towards her leg.

Yi Xiaorou could only retract her attack and roll back to avoid the blow. When she stood still, Zhan Yao's sword was already in front of her. Faced with the sudden attack, her quickest reaction was to block it with her sword.

But because it was too sudden, the strength she exerted was not enough to block the blow, and she was forced to retreat.

Zhan Yao was also a warrior who was born and trained, and his strength was no worse than that of Yi Xiaorou, who was born with strange strength and had been trained since childhood.

Yi Xiaorou barely managed to steady her body from retreating, and used her hand to block the sword in front of her.

Although both heretics have strong spiritual powers, their physical fitness can be said to be basically invulnerable.

But when two people with similar physical abilities fight together, and the sword is still imbued with spiritual power, it is almost the same as fighting with a sword by ordinary people.

Yi Xiaorou's tiger's mouth has gradually collapsed, red blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and the sword hilt was covered with Yi Xiaorou's blood.
To be continued...