"Senior sister——" Yang Zhen was shocked and rushed over to support Zixue.
He put his hand on the woman's pulse, and suddenly there was a sound like thousands of horses galloping, strong and frantic. The aura throughout the body is more like hot water about to boil, wandering around, irritable and restless.
"Zixue, what's wrong with you?" he asked urgently.
Zixue's closed beautiful eyes slowly opened, and she looked around with some confusion, and found that she was being held in the arms of the man. A smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of her mouth, which seemed to be a little proud, a little cunning, and there was something in her eyes. She was more alert and said angrily to Yang Zhen: "Brother Zhen, help me..."
Brother Zhen? Since that day, I haven’t heard such an intimate address from Zixue for several days. Yang Zhen felt excited and couldn’t help but wonder:
"Save? How can I save?"
"The energy of chaos," Zixue rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Do you have to tell me?"
Yang Zhen suddenly realized it. She was surprised and happy. She stood up and said, "Xue'er, let's go to space. How about your sister..."
"No! It's right here!" Zixue stubbornly raised her slender neck and said angrily: "Hurry up, don't waste time..."
The beauty had orders, but Yang Zhen dared to hesitate. While skillfully throwing out a magic array disk, she completed the preparations with ease...
…
It's bright.
Yang Zhen lay lazily on the grass, thoughtful.
The smoke in the phantom formation is thick with birds. Three feet away, a slim figure turned its back to him, revealing a section of back as smooth as jade, appearing and disappearing.
The woman's breathing was light and even, and her delicate body was motionless. It was obvious that the attack in the early morning had eased.
The valley is quiet and the atmosphere is a little subtle.
"Ten thousand threads," Yang Zhen suddenly said: "I have sensed that there are ten thousand threads of the chaotic energy just produced."
The woman remained silent, as if she hadn't heard anything.
Yang Zhen continued to talk to herself: "I am eight hundred silks with Zixue in the Zifu realm, three thousand silks with Qin Mingyue in the Golden Core stage, and ten thousand silks with you in the Nascent Soul stage."
The woman remained silent.
"Is it enough?" Yang Zhen asked.
The woman raised her head and shook it imperceptibly.
"Ten thousand wisps are enough, right?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.
The woman made no movement.
"I'm sorry," Yang Zhen sighed, "I took away that drop from Pan'an Mountain. This is what I owe you."
Seemingly seeing that chatting like this was of no use, he changed the topic:
"What happened to the manor last night? The third prince of Endless Sea was just a demon king, and the two kings. Which one of them did you kill in the end? Or did you kill them all, or none of them? kill?"
"Third Prince." The woman whispered. This was the first time she spoke out, with a hint of weakness, not at all like the ancestor of Nascent Soul.
Yang Zhen thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised: "Okay, good kill! The third prince came this time to discuss with the Second Kingdom Master the specific measures to deal with our Yunxiao Sect. Now that he was suddenly killed, Sangzhou and the Endless Sea During this period, discord will inevitably occur. Even if they want to rebuild trust, it will probably take several years."
These two forces have been fighting endlessly for thousands of years. Even if they choose Yunxiao Sect as their common enemy, their mutual suspicion and hostility cannot be easily resolved.
"Were the injuries on your body caused by the Lord of the Second Kingdom?" He then asked.
The woman shook her head, then nodded again.
Yang Zhen was stunned.
The actual situation was that when the two Jindans were besieging them, the woman originally planned to kill them all. At the last moment, he changed his mind and decided to kill only the third prince. So the purple snowball that hit the Lord of the Second Kingdom was forcibly annihilated by her, causing some backlash.
Then she continued to do nothing and killed all the envoys of the Endless Sea without leaving any one behind. During this process, a few sea monsters saw that the situation was not going well and fled to the sea. She chased them and killed them one by one, but their injuries worsened.
But with her temperament, she would not explain these details to Yang Zhen, leaving the young man confused and scratching his head.
"Is this an old injury for you?" Yang Zhen came to her senses.
The woman nodded.
"Is it because you rushed to the ancestral land to rescue us last time that your injuries were uncontrollable?"
The woman's body trembled and she nodded vigorously.
Yang Zhen suddenly became enlightened.
"That's why you don't allow me to leave the sect, right? The so-called Liang Guo's questioning is actually just an excuse. Think about it, the news of my return will spread sooner or later. Could it be that in a few months, the Liang people will let me go? ?"
"When I was determined and must come to Qingzhou to track down Liu Rou's whereabouts, you had no choice but to come with me. Just so that I can be by your side when things like today happen, right?"
"Also, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator. Being in the small bluestone will cause the entire space to become unstable, so you are trying to evade it and are unwilling to enter?"
The woman didn't respond.
"Where did Zixue go?" Yang Zhen's voice became serious: "You are the one who has been with me these days. But this morning, when I was still relatively sober at first, the woman I was happy with, It must be Zixue, I will never be mistaken!"
"Furthermore, the Five Elements Mending Heaven Sutra can produce the energy of chaos. The first condition is that the Taoist couple truly loves each other and trusts each other. Therefore, the woman who was with me at the beginning could only be Zixue. I don't know what you used later. By some means, I turned into Zixue, but retained Zixue's affection for me. In this way, a large amount of chaotic energy was finally produced..."
"What is the relationship between you and Zixue?"
Yang Zhen finally asked, her tone already a bit cold. If the other party had not been a great benefactor to him, if she was not the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, and if the two parties had not just experienced a life-threatening romance, he might have already rushed forward and questioned her sternly.
The woman's delicate body swayed and she slowly turned around.
There was still a trace of joy on his holy and jade-like face. Her beautiful eyes looked at Yang Zhen, her pretty face flushed slightly, then turned cold, as if she was secretly angry at her shyness just now. Then, as if the spring breeze turned into rain, the woman's expression gradually softened and seemed a little apologetic.
Yang Zhen had never seen a person's expression change like this before, and she was still such a stunningly beautiful woman. She couldn't help but stare blankly, and was speechless.
The woman didn't know the ripples her unpretentious expression caused in the man's heart, so she calmly said:
"Zixue is my clone."
"Clone?" Yang Zhen muttered to herself. In fact, it was not that he had no suspicions in this regard, it was just that it was difficult to accept for a moment that the woman he was deeply in love with turned out to be another person's clone.
"Yes," the woman said calmly: "The Yuanling water fetus given to me by Yue'er's father seventeen years ago in Qingzhou is now Zixue. I spent about two years and countless days on it. Using the treasures of materials and earth, I finally refined this clone.”
Zixue was the Yuanling water fetus back then!
Yang Zhen was stunned, and she couldn't help but recall that she had a quick glance at that time. The little colorless and transparent thing like a jellyfish turned out to be a living person later, the beautiful and generous Senior Sister Zixue!
It’s unbelievable, but it’s true!
"What's your name?" he asked curiously.
"My original name was Mu Yingxue. After I refined the Purple Jade Cold Marrow and developed the small magical power of Purple Snow, I changed my name to Zixue."
"So, Zixue is me, and I am Zixue."
"If you and Senior Sister Zixue stand together in the future, what should I call you two?" Yang Zhen said stupidly.
"This Zixue you are talking about will never happen again." The woman, or Mu Zixue, gently touched her dantian with her jade hands. At this time, she was only covered with a thin gauze, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, which was touching.
"A few days ago, I have merged with Zixue. She has now returned to her original Yuanling Water Fetus, and I have refined it into her Dantian..."
"What?" Yang Zhen's expression changed with consternation.
"Zixue asked for it herself." The woman said calmly.
"She asked for it..." Yang Zhen felt empty in her heart: "Why did she do this?"
The woman looked at him, her eyes gradually softening: "Zixue said, it is difficult to find another drop of water of chaos in this world. You are my only hope for recovery. However, I have a cold temper and can't express my emotions towards men. Therefore, she had no choice but to feed the tiger with her own body and help me enlighten..."
"She also said that although your cultivation level is not high, everything you do is very responsible for a man and is worthy of trust. She likes you very much."
Two tears fell from the man's cheeks.
"It doesn't matter how high a person is in cultivation. As long as he has a diligent and enterprising heart, he will eventually achieve success. She advised me not to miss you..."
"Then there's no need to merge with you!" Yang Zhen hissed.
His eyes were dull, staring blankly at the sky, and countless past memories with Zixue kept coming back to him.
Until early this morning...
"I want to see Zixue." He said weakly.
The woman nodded slightly and closed her eyes tightly. When she opened her eyes again, Yang Zhen discovered that this was Zixue, the Zixue he was familiar with and liked.
This is a message from the soul.
He rushed towards her in surprise, hugged the woman tightly, and kissed her everywhere with his lips. His body trembled slightly, as if he was worried that the other woman would disappear at any time.
"Xue'er," he said tremblingly: "Why do you want to merge with your sister? I, I like you. I just want to see you and be with you!"
Zixue's smile was as bright as a flower, and she wiped the tears from the corner of her man's eyes with her jade hands, and said softly: "Brother Zhen, my sister and I look like two people, but we are actually one person! If something happens to her, I won't have a good outcome. "
"Only by doing this, can your Heaven-Mending Scripture be able to help my sister heal in a way that is hidden from the truth!"
"Can I see you again in the future?" Yang Zhen asked.
"Of course, my consciousness lives in my sister's sea of consciousness and has not disappeared. As long as my sister agrees, we can meet at any time!"
"But..." Yang Zhen was speechless for a moment.
"You are worried that one day my sister will disagree and you will never see me again, right?" Zixue saw the man's thoughts.
Yang Zhen nodded desperately.
"Silly brother," Zixue laughed out loud and whispered in the man's ear: "So, you have to work hard. You must make your sister fall in love with you and never leave you again!"
…
"Boom!" A strong force threw Yang Zhen far away.
It was time for Zixue to appear. She was about to return to the sea of consciousness, but the man still refused to let go.
then……
Yang Zhen got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the beautiful woman who had become a stranger again with some annoyance.
Mu Zixue's shock just now did not cause any harm to him. It was obvious that the opponent still controlled the power of the attack.
"What should we do in the future? Is it true that Zixue always appears first? After she and I are in harmony, will your body come out again?"
He was angry and slightly sarcastic.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the woman's face, and she remained silent.
"It's useless." Yang Zhen said suddenly.
The woman turned back and looked at him doubtfully.
"Unless you fall in love with me!" Yang Zhen gritted her teeth, with a hint of provocation in her tone:
"Like me from the bottom of your heart!"
