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Looking at Duanmu Rong, who was bound by the formation and still struggling refusing to accept her fate, Jiang Wanwan spoke calmly.

“Although your fate is not as good as Xuan Du’s, you also have the potential to become an immortal. As long as we exchange our fates, I won’t have to take other people’s lives anymore and can live normally.”

Just as the formation was about to be activated, the blue symbol suddenly flashed and dimmed.

The formation failed and Duanmu Rong fell to the ground.

Jiang Wanwan's expression changed, and her gentle face asked in a somewhat inappropriate manner: "What happened? Your immortal fate is gone. What did you do?"

Duanmu Rong, who was lying on the ground, also realized that it was her own destiny that offset the backlash of the Nine Nether Bell, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Jiang Wanwan, all your calculations are in vain."

Seeing that the formation where Duanmurong was located had become ineffective, only the formation under Jiang Wanwan's feet was still running, and this formation would not stop once it started.

Now that the center of the formation is gone, Jiang Wanwan might die on the spot in the backlash of the formation.

Although Jiang Wanwan was somewhat surprised by the unexpected situation, she was not at all panicked.

Instead, she looked at Xuan Du who stood up from the pavilion, and with a smile on her gentle face, she called out, "Husband."

Jiang Wanwan's brows and heart were filled with smiles. She gazed at Xuan Du with gentle eyes, which were full of affection.

As expected, Xuandu slowly walked down from the pavilion even though he was pale and coughed lightly.

Duan Mu Rong was confused and asked in disbelief, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Duanmu Rong struggled to get up and tried to stop Xuandu. There was a hint of anger in her tone: "She did so many bad things, and you still want to save her."

However, Jiang Wanwan acted very calm and composed. She glanced at Duanmu Rong gently and chuckled faintly: "How do you know he knows nothing about this? Maybe he did it willingly."

Duanmu Rong obviously couldn't accept this statement. She struggled desperately to stand up and shouted loudly: "This is impossible!"

"He has always been an upright and kind person. How could he know that you were hurting people but not stop you?"

Duanmu Rong continued to refute, seemingly unwilling to believe that Xuandu, who had always taken slaying demons and eliminating evil, would allow Jiang Wanwan to harm people. It must be that Xuandu was unaware and was deceived by Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't bear to see her like this, so she had to tell her the truth, "Aren't you surprised that there are no more corpses in Jiayang Town? It's all thanks to your senior brother who helped me destroy the corpses."

There was a glimmer of cunning in Jiang Wanwan's eyes, and a hint of pride on her gentle face.

Duanmu Rong's heart felt as if hit by a heavy hammer, and she felt her world was collapsing.

She couldn't accept this fact. Tears blurred Duanmu Rong's eyes. She yelled at Xuandu uncontrollably: "Why, you know she is such a bad and hypocritical woman, but you still like her."

Facing Duanmu Rong's questioning, Xuandu just trembled his lips and his face was as pale as paper.

His eyes seemed unusually indifferent, as if he had lost all emotion.

Then, Xuan Du walked past Duanmu Rong without hesitation and stepped into the formation.

With his entry, the formation was activated again. The blue light shone brightly, tightly surrounding Xuan Du and Jiang Wanwan.

The light became stronger and stronger, gradually forming a solid barrier that isolated them from the outside world.

When the formation was activated, Jiang Wanwan was still walking and casually glancing at Duanmu Rong who seemed unwilling to accept it. "You have known him since childhood and grew up together. He is cold-hearted. More than ten years of love have not been able to move him. Haven't you ever thought about why?"

Her words were like a sharp blade, piercing Duanmu Rong's heart.

Jiang Wanwan was also jealous that Duanmu Rong was not haunted by a fatal disaster.

Others could easily obtain these things, but she had learned at a young age that she would die before the age of eighteen, and from then on she had to live in fear every year.

At this moment, seeing Duanmu Rong's collapse because of her unrequited love, Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relief: "You just don't want to admit that you are a waste. You can't get his feelings. You can only watch him fall in love with a woman like me who he has only known for a little over a month."

This Duanmu Rong made Jiang Wanwan jealous from the very beginning, but now it seems that she is still not as good as herself.

Facing Duanmu Rong's hateful glare, Jiang Wanwan didn't care at all. Instead, she showed a gentle smile, with undisguised sarcasm in her eyes: "Since you hate me so much, why don't you hate yourself first? It's obviously you who are incompetent! You can blame yourself and complain about Xuandu, but you are not qualified to hate me."

"In the final analysis, it's just that you don't want to accept reality."

"You care too much about Xuandu, so you will never be my opponent in this life."

Every word Jiang Wanwan said was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into Duanmurong's vital points, leaving her with no way to refute.

Duanmu Rong knelt on the ground, covering her face tightly with her hands, tears streaming uncontrollably from between her fingers.

However, Jiang Wanwan did not give up. She continued, "You keep accusing me of being hypocritical, but you are the real hypocrite! You clearly care so much about it and can't let go of the past, but you still pretend to be cool and casual and pretend that you have let it go. You are just deceiving yourself!"

Jiang Wanwan was right. Duanmu Rong had been avoiding reality and was afraid to face her true feelings.

She simply couldn't give up Xuan Du. Even if she comforted herself by thinking that Xuan Du was just a mortal and she would become an immortal, it couldn't deceive her heart.

Whenever she thought about what Xuan would do for Jiang Wanwan, or the two of them being together, Duanmu Rong became extremely jealous and wished that Jiang Wanwan would disappear immediately.

Duanmu Rong is actually the same kind of person as Xuan Dou. They gave up cultivating immortals for the so-called illusory love.

The formation has been fully activated, and the two forces fall on Jiang Wanwan and Xuan Du's bodies.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but frown, her face showing pain. She felt as if her soul was suffering an unprecedented torture, and she wailed.

The pain went so deep into her bones that she could hardly bear it.

However, in this pain, Jiang Wanwan also felt a strange energy surging, as if it was trying to change something.

Xuan Du was also in great pain from the pressure of the force, and even felt a tingling pain as if his tendons and bones were being pulled out, and his soul seemed to be wailing.

But he still just bit his pale lips, and his handsome face, which was already bloodless, seemed to be about to break.

But Xuan Du still did not regret it. The corner of his green clothes was lifted up by the force, like a moth that flew towards the flame even though it knew it would burn itself.

His cold eyes were looking at his wife, and seeing her pain seemed to make his heart hurt even more. Xuandu eagerly hoped that the formation would succeed so that Jiang Wanwan would no longer suffer.

"Big Brother!" Duanmu Rong finally came back to her senses. She struggled to get up from the ground, her face full of tear marks. She cried sadly and slapped the blue light around the formation, as if she wanted to stop it all, but she was powerless.

As the blue array talisman's light vibrated violently, Jiang Wanwan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her originally rosy cheeks instantly turned as pale as paper, and she looked extremely weak.

Wenwan's face seemed to be tinged with a bit of grayness.

"Why……."