Immortal, save me!

In his memory, the eldest senior brother was always alone, and his eyes were following one person from beginning to end, but that person was not her.

Meng Ziyue thought about the rumors about her senior brother and uncle Wen that she had heard shortly after returning from the Xuanling Secret Realm. Although the news was suppressed by the sect leader, she knew it was true.

The eldest senior brother has someone he loves, and that person is their respected Uncle Wen.

Do we really have to give up? But after nearly a hundred years of pursuit, it is not easy to give up.

Meng Ziyue felt bitter.

Let's wait a little longer. Even if the marriage really happens, the engagement can only be carried out when the heads of both families are present. Now that the heads of both families are not here, there is still a chance before they come back.

When the senior brother comes back, she will give herself one last chance to confess her feelings to him. If she is rejected, she will calm down and concentrate on cultivation.

She knew very well what the result would be. She wanted to get closer even though she knew it was impossible, which was just giving herself a reason to give up completely.

Meng Ziyue raised her hand and pressed her chest, closed her eyes, and felt a tingling pain in her heart.

Demon world.

Under the guidance of the Lingxi Curse, Le Zhi moved towards the north and had already entered the heart of the demon world.

During the past half month, they were either chased by strange beasts or hunted by some bloodthirsty demon cultivators. They were in a miserable state day after day. However, Xue, who had rescued him from Mount Rosewood, was unable to help them out of their predicament.

Le Zhi was leaning against a big tree to rest, and not far away Chu Xueying was also leaning against a tree to regulate her breathing.

Le Zhi looked at Chu Xueying and found that she looked disheveled and dusty. Her pretty face was a little pale and her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she couldn't bear it anymore.

In the past half month, they have escaped death several times. Xue's body was getting weaker and weaker, but she gritted her teeth and persevered every time, and never even complained in front of him, which made him feel admiration for her.

Now thinking back to the thrilling escape when he first arrived, the scene of being rescued by Xue seemed like just an illusion, because he found that Xue's cultivation was even lower than his. How could such cultivation save him from the dangerous Rosemary Mountain?

Le Zhi shook his head and looked up at the sky which was blocked by the interlaced trees.

"Let's rest here for a while and leave this forest before dark."

Chu Xueying wiped the sweat off her face and nodded, "Okay."

The life-and-death escape during these days left her no time to think about anything else, even the dreams that kept tormenting her were gone. Those people or things that once made her extremely resentful seemed to have left her, but she knew that she would never forget, and she would always take revenge with her own hands!

As for Master Le, she looked at Le Zhi who was resting with her eyes closed. After spending some time together, she always had some feelings for him. Once she got what she wanted, it would not be too late to decide whether this man should stay or leave.

After resting for a while, Le Zhi stood up and looked at Chu Xueying and said, "Miss Xue, please wait a moment. I will go downstairs to find some wild fruits."

Chu Xueying: "Okay, Mr. Le, please be careful."

After leaving a certain distance, Le Zhi placed his hand on the Lingxi Curse and murmured, "Wu Qing, it's been half a month. When can I see you again?"

He wandered through the woods, searching for any fruit trees that existed, whispering as he went.

"If I had known it would be so hard to find you, I shouldn't have let you go."

"I am suffering from lovesickness here, but you are enjoying yourself somewhere. How hateful!"

"I finally managed to set aside a month to see you, but I didn't expect to spend most of it on the road. If I can't find you again, I'll have to go home."

"Ugh!"

Le Zhi sighed and suddenly thought of Luo Jin and Mo Yin who had also come to the Fairyland Continent. He didn't know where they were and couldn't find them even if he wanted to.

Before Luo Jin and the others left, they handed him a black book, saying it belonged to the Wu tribe. He brought it with him this time, hoping to return it to its original owner.

The existence of the Lingxi Curse can only sense the direction of Wu Qing's location. No one has ever heard of the surname "Wu", so it is even more difficult to find the Secret Realm of the Divine Crow.

Le Zhi jumped onto a tree and picked a bright red fruit. Seeing that many birds were feeding on the fruit, he wiped the fruit with confidence, then took a bite. The fruit was juicy and sweet, and it tasted quite good.

Le Zhi picked a lot of fruits and walked back. From a long distance, he could feel the fluctuations of spiritual power from the fight in front of him. Le Zhi's heart tightened. At this time, could it be that those guys were chasing after him?

Le Zhi rushed over quickly and saw Xue fighting with a group of demon cultivators from afar. Although those demon cultivators did not seem to be very strong, there were more than a dozen of them. Xue was obviously no match for them and had a hard time dealing with them. His clothes were torn and there were many scars of varying sizes on his body.

When Chu Xueying saw Le Zhi coming back, she immediately shouted to him excitedly: "Master Le, save me!"

Le Zhi didn't waste any time and quickly joined the battle. After temporarily repelling the group of demon cultivators, he did not linger in the battle, but quickly left with Chu Xueying.

The two of them started fleeing again. This time, Chu Xueying was seriously injured and obviously couldn't hold on, her body was a little shaky.

She looked at Le Zhi's back in a trance and opened her mouth: "Le..."

The next moment, Chu Xueying closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

Le Zhi noticed the movement and turned around, only to see Chu Xueying lying motionless on the ground.

He hurried back and helped Chu Xueying up. He felt relieved when he realized that she had just fainted.

"Miss Snow, I'm sorry."

As he said this, he picked her up and continued to run towards the direction sensed by the spiritual spell. He originally wanted to find a small town to check her injuries, but he didn't expect that she woke up first.

At night, the moon was bright and the wind was gentle. Le Zhi, who was on his way, suddenly noticed that the person on his back had moved. He showed joy and said, "Miss Xue, are you awake?"

As he was about to put the man down, he was unexpectedly grabbed by the neck from behind.

Le Zhi widened his eyes in disbelief. The hand on his neck was apparently slender and soft, but at this moment it was as strong as an iron clamp. Le Zhi rolled his eyes as he was pinched.

He pried the hand on his neck and said with difficulty: "Xue, Miss Xue, let go..."

Chu Xueying was very strong. She grabbed Le Zhi's neck and pressed him against the tree. She said in a cold voice, "Hand over the things!"

Le Zhi felt a little choked, his chest heaving violently: "... Wh, what is that?"

Chu Xueying: "Things from the Wu tribe."

Le Zhi's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and she was thinking, how could Xue know that he had something from the Wu tribe? Was this the reason why she had been following him? Wasn't the contrast too great? Was she just pretending to be weak those days? !

Chu Xueying didn't have the patience to wait for him to figure it out, and she increased the strength of her hand pinching his neck. Le Zhi's face immediately turned purple, and there was a faint taste of blood in his mouth. He felt that his neck was about to break, and in a trance he seemed to see the person he had missed for a long time.