Chapter 18 Blood Ji Yeyu returned to the castle and felt the man's breath as soon as he opened the door. He stretched out his hand and gently shot a fire bomb to light the candle. The candlelight illuminated the man's silver mask, making it even more dazzling. Ye Yu couldn't help but
He poured himself a cup of hot tea without haste, "What do you want from me?"
"Ye Yu, you have crossed the line." Ye Xieming's lazy voice contained the danger of death.
Ye Yu's hand holding the cup paused for a moment and then he said nonchalantly, "I don't have a long life to live. You can take it away at any time if it's in your way."
"Don't think I won't kill you." Ye Xieming stood up suddenly, twisted Ye Yu's neck, and threw him against the wall. The tea cup in his hand also fell to the ground. "I have warned you not to see her."
Faced with the murderous look on Ye Xieming's face, Ye Yu seemed to be at ease, "If you use this method to get her, she won't accept you. You won't completely lose her until Ye Xieming knows the truth."
"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs." Ye Xieming retracted his hand and said fiercely.
Ye Yu lowered his body to pick up the fragments on the ground, "You used a trick to let Scholar Tang know that he had lost his memory, and then asked Scholar Tang to find Jing Yirong. In order to find Xue Li, letting Nalan Zhenqi leave Jing Yirong already cost Yue Ya's life.
, now what price do you have to pay for Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhijin to leave Jing Yirong? Do you really think that if everyone around Jing Yirong leaves, you will have a chance to get close to them? "
"Everything is under my control." Ye Xieming was confident.
Ye Yu couldn't help but laugh, "Jing Yirong's appearance should have jumped out of your control. Ye Xieming can change his approach if he gets someone."
"Shut up!" Ye Xieming interrupted Ye Yu, "You don't need to take care of my affairs. Ye Yu, I warn you that if you dare to reveal anything to Jing Yirong again, I will kill your precious Xuanxuan."
"Don't touch her!" Ye Yu's calm and calm face finally showed anger.
Ye Xie Ming's evil lips curled up, and he smiled like a devil, "I have known for a long time that she is your weakness, why did you find someone to rely on before dying? Ye Yu, you and I have been talking to each other for a long time, and we have nothing to do with each other. Your
I don’t care about my business, so don’t interfere. I’m warning you for the last time that if you dare to say anything to Jing Yirong next time, you will only see Xue Li’s body.”
Ye Xieming's figure disappeared as soon as he finished speaking. Ye Yu held the fragment in his hand. The fragment scratched the palm of his hand and bright red blood dripped on the broken fragment. Ye Xieming, do you know that you are putting yourself and Jing Yirong at risk?
Pulling down the abyss of eternal destruction, even if you don't know how to love someone, you shouldn't be hurt like this.
Ye Yu sighed again, that's it, that's all, that's all he can do. Since he can't stop him, he can only watch him make mistakes, and gently rubs his painful heart. Anyway, he doesn't have much time to live.
As time goes by, you no longer need to worry about his affairs.
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Jing Yirong couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Yu's words. As for agreeing to help Tang Shusheng, she would not go back on her word. No matter what the dangers, she would go through it.
The next day Jing Yirong entered Nether City again. Because Jing Yirong taught someone a lesson on the first day, everything went much smoother the next day. Jing Yirong asked Mo Feiyu and Xiao Yan to walk on the street
Jing Yirong went online to inquire about the identities of the people who had passed the level, and then went to see Bu Chenche. As expected, Jing Yirong met Bu Chenche at the same place. This time, Bu Chenche was sitting alone in a restaurant drinking.
Jing Yirong sat down opposite Bu Chenche politely, "What do you want to do if you stay in Netherworld City every day but don't take action?"
Bu Chenche raised his eyes and saw Jing Yirong and poured a glass of wine for Jing Yirong without saying a word. When Jing Yirong finished the glass of wine and thought he would not get the answer, Bu Chenche slowly said, "She comes in here."
Not coming."
Jing Yirong was stunned for a moment and then understood that the 'she' he was referring to was Qiao Shuang'er, "You risked your life to get the Ice Soul Pearl to marry her, and now you are trying every possible means to avoid her. King Junqi is really not ordinary in what he does.
People can guess it."
Bu Chenche laughed mockingly, "I can't even guess my own thoughts."
"That's enough for you." Jing Yirong took the wine glass from Bu Chenche's hand, "I originally thought it would be quite difficult to seize the throne for Bu Xiguo, but now that I see you looking like this, I feel like I don't have to put in the effort.
Now I only need one finger to make you lie down."
Bu Chenche looked at Jing Yirong intently and suddenly laughed, "Jing Yirong, the only person in the world who can defeat us is the one we love most. Even if I am defeated, I feel that I am not defeated by your hands. I
We lost to Qiao Shuang'er."
"She cares about you." Jing Yirong couldn't say anything arrogant, but King Jun Qi was too similar to her. They were both the same kind of people. She was in love with King Jun Qi as well. Only Jing Yirong knew about them.
How extreme can such a person be when he is in love? Either he learns to be happy or he becomes more miserable.
"She loves Nalan Zhenqi more," Bu Chenche smiled bitterly, "Of course you won't know my feelings after getting all the love from Nalan Qingyi. If Nalan Qingyi cares about you but he loves another woman in his heart
, what will you do?”
"Don't worry about it like this." Jing Yirong was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking. King Junqi probably thought the same thing. Sure enough, Bu Chenche raised his eyes and said, "You think so too, don't you? You and I are both proud people, emotionally.
This life is like a gift from God. I once felt nothing but contempt for love, but now I suffer for him day and night. I am not Nalan Qingyi, so Qiao Shuang'er cares about me so much, but she can't let go."
Jing Yirong did not reply, because he knew very well what King Junqi was thinking. Indeed, being able to get Nalan Qingyi's affection in this life is a gift from God. How could such indifferent people expect the affection of other people?
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Jing Yirong and Bu Chenche just drank one glass at a time, ignoring the noise coming from outside the restaurant. However, the table next door leaned over and asked, "What's going on outside?"
"It's not a fight again. This kind of fighting scene is worth watching. You don't know what happened yesterday." A said nonchalantly, and pointed at Jing Yirong carefully, "It's her, you don't know what happened yesterday."
The scene where she fights alone with the wild wolf is so exciting."
"She fights a wild wolf?" B was shocked.
A continued: "That's not true, but after all, the wild wolf is also the best among spiritual beasts, and humans cannot defeat it. But do you know what her guardian spiritual beast is?"
"What?" B held his breath.
A said mysteriously, "Qilin, you didn't see the scene at that time. Who could compete with Qilin when he came out? The wolf just lay on the ground and stopped motionless with just one palm."
"She's so awesome." Yiye carefully looked at Jing Yirong, "She looks like she's dressed in the underworld. Why is she also here for the Blood Princess?"
A glanced at B, "How do I know this?"
Jing Yirong listened to all the words of A and B. She didn't want to pay attention to these people's chatter and drank the last glass of wine in the glass. "You continue to drink, I have to do business."
The discussion at the next table had not stopped yet, and B sighed, "Well, you said that the seventh prince of the Netherworld was poisoned, which caused the number of people from the Netherworld in our Nethercity City to increase several times. When will we be able to calm down? Who can tell us?
I’ve never seen Blood Princess and you’re saying...Ah!”
B was grabbed before he could finish his words. Bu Chenche raised his eyes slightly and saw that Jing Yirong, who was about to leave, had already walked to the next table and grabbed B's collar.
"What did you just say?" Jing Yirong's voice was as cold as a knife. B had never seen Jing Yirong's power with his own eyes, but he was naturally a little scared when he saw her gloomy eyes. "Nvxia, I, didn't we just go through this?
This is a casual discussion, if you are unhappy..."
"What did you just say?" Jing Yirong roared eagerly, "What happened to the Seventh Prince of the Underworld?"
"It turns out that the heroine was talking about the seventh prince of the Kingdom of Hades," Yi explained with a sigh. "It is rumored that the seventh prince of the Kingdom of Hades was framed and poisoned by methamphetamine. Now the whole country is at a loss. This methamphetamine can only be said to have blood in the legend.
Ji Cai was able to detoxify, so the king of the Kingdom of the Underworld posted a royal list saying who could get the Blood Princess to save the Seventh Prince, regardless of gender, he would give half of his kingdom to him, and all the masters of the Kingdom of the Underworld would
I couldn’t sit still and came to Netherworld City, but this Blood Princess is a legend after all. Who knows if she will exist..."
Jing Yirong let go of B before he could finish his words. Was Zhenqi poisoned by methamphetamine? Was he framed? Who harmed him?
"Need help?" Bu Chenche stood up.
Jing Yirong looked at Bu Chenche, "The only help you need is not to let Qiao Shuang'er know about this."
"Blood Princess..."
"I know where it is." Jing Yirong replied eagerly, "I'm going to find someone. If you see Xiao Yan and Mo Feiyu, please tell them to go back to the town and wait for me no matter what news they hear.
"
"I understand, go ahead." Although Bu Chenche's words were concise, they reassured Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong ran out of the restaurant and headed towards the Netherworld Castle where Ye Yu lived. There was a Blood Princess in the Netherworld Valley. Only Ye Yu knew the location of the Netherworld Valley, so he had to find Ye Yu now. Jing Yirong flew all the way and landed in front of the Netherworld Castle.
Before I could stand still, I wanted to rush in.
How could the gatekeeper let Jing Yirong in so easily? "How dare you, who dares to break into Netherworld Castle without permission? Will you risk your life?"
"I want to see Ye Yu!" Jing Yirong suppressed the eagerness in her heart, "Hurry up and report to Lin."
"The city lord is not in the castle." The guard refused decisively, "If you are going to die, get away quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
"Looking for death!" Jing Yirong pulled out the sword in his hand and started fighting with the guard at the gate. When the men of Netherworld Castle heard the fighting outside the door, they all rushed out and immediately surrounded Jing Yirong, "Now
If you leave, there is still a way to survive."
Jing Yirong snorted coldly and without further ado, he stabbed the guard. The guard Yigan did not expect that Jing Yirong's martial arts would be so strong that they could not subdue them. They were all knocked to the ground. They looked at each other and shouted out their own
Spiritual beast.
Jing Yirong was holding a bloody sword and was surrounded by dozens of grotesque beasts. Jing Yirong smiled darkly and released the qilin in the sword. As soon as the qilin came out, the beasts surrounding Jing Yirong all backed away in unison.
After a few steps, Jing Yirong jumped up and landed on Qilin, "Rush in."
Qilin roared to the sky, leaped out of the surrounding area and ran into Netherworld Castle. The layout of Netherworld Castle was strange. Qilin walked around for a few times but still returned to the same place. Jing Yirong looked around and saw that all the houses were exactly the same. If he hadn't come in,
When she was there, she marked the ground with her sword. She probably didn't know they were coming back.
"If you come in, you won't be able to get out," the cry from the roof made Jing Yirong raise his head. The roofs around him were filled with people, and everyone had long arrows in their hands. Jing Yirong
Rong Dajing hurriedly put down Qilin's back, raised his sword and said to Qilin, "Go in!"
Qilin raised his head and looked around at Jing Yirong, shaking his head and refusing to return to the hilt of the sword. Jing Yirong frowned and said sternly, "Go in!"
"Ouch!" Qilin roared, and the people on the roof in the distance were knocked down by the Qilin. The other people immediately shouted, "Fire the arrow, fast."