A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yueqing's thoughts suddenly fell into chaos, the scene before her eyes became distorted, and in an instant she found herself on an ancient battlefield.

The wind and sand were howling, the sword shadows were intertwining, and her heartbeat seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

Xiao Yirao's figure gradually became clear in the chaos. His eyes were as cold as frost, and the long sword in his hand was shining with a cold light.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, piercing her chest with determination and sadness.

Yun Yueqing felt that everything around her slowed down. She could clearly see her own surprised face reflected on the tip of the sword, as well as her fate that was about to be torn apart.

A flash of unbelievable pain flashed across Yun Yueqing's eyes.

The cold and gleaming sword of her former lover pierced her heart mercilessly.

The tip of the sword penetrated his clothes, and the cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

Blood slowly flowed down the sword like a fountain, dyeing the sand and dust of the battlefield red.

Her body trembled slightly, but her eyes were still fixed on Xiao Yirao's face.

Trying to find a trace of former tenderness in those cold eyes.

However, all she got in response was even more resolute indifference and the excruciating pain of the sword piercing deeper into her body.

Yun Yueqing spoke with difficulty, her voice thin as a thread, but filled with reluctance and despair: "Why..."

The wind and sand seemed to stop at this moment. Her eyes were full of sadness and confusion, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Yirao's face became increasingly grim in the distorted light and shadow.

He didn't answer a word, but just moved his wrist slightly, and the sword went deeper.

Yun Yueqing only felt a tearing pain in her chest, and her vision began to blur.

But she still stared at him stubbornly, tears mixed with blood sliding down her cheeks.

Dripping onto the yellow sand stained red with blood, beautiful flowers bloomed.

Time flies, and memories recede like the tide, bringing Yun Yueqing back to ancient times, the starting point of her and Xiao Yirao's love.

The sunlight dappled the lush forest, and in the interweaving of light and shadow, the young Xiao Yirao and Yun Yueqing sat side by side.

His eyes were as gentle as the warm spring sun, gently caressing her hair.

Yun Yueqing's laughter was clear and pleasant, like a mountain stream, echoing melodiously in the woods.

Their fingers were linked together, their eyes met, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped.

As the breeze blew, petals gently fell and landed on their shoulders, adding a touch of beauty and romance to the picture.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and become eternity.

Suddenly, a strange gust of wind surged between heaven and earth, accompanied by a low roar, and a huge monster was looming in the wind and sand.

It was a giant beast, shaped like a dragon, but covered with black scales, with red eyes and two sharp fangs sticking out of its mouth, emitting a faint red light.

Its roar shook the sky, as if it could shake the mountains and rivers, and every breath it took sucked in the surrounding air.

He absorbed all the resentment and bloody air that filled the battlefield into his body.

The giant beast's body twisted and tumbled in the wind and sand. Wherever it passed, the yellow sand was blown up by the strong wind, forming terrifying tornadoes that rushed straight into the sky.

Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yirao looked at each other in astonishment, only to see that the giant beast had opened its huge mouth and pounced towards them.

Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yirao quickly stood up, their swords and spiritual power intertwined to fight against the sudden giant beast.

Every attack of the giant beast carried the power to destroy the world, and they could only fight and retreat, looking for flaws.

Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yi fought hard in the storm of the giant beast, with sword lights shining like weaving and spiritual power surging.

The giant beast swung its sharp claws suddenly, and Yun Yueqing was unable to dodge. A deep wound was cut on his left arm, and the blood instantly dyed his sleeves red.

She cried out in pain but did not flinch. The wound seemed to resonate strangely with the roar of the giant beast, and an indescribable power surged in her body.

A strange light flashed in Yun Yueqing's eyes, and a faint blue light appeared around the wound.

It was as if ancient runes were quietly emerging, interweaving with the roar of the giant beast into a tragic war song, echoing in the wind and sand.

Yun Yueqing felt a powerful force surging in his body.

The giant beast opened its huge mouth again, revealing its sharp fangs, and pounced towards Xiao Yirao with the power to destroy the world.

Yun Yueqing's heart tightened, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly leaped forward and stood in front of Xiao Yirao, holding the long sword tightly in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the throat of the giant beast.

The giant beast's roar was deafening, as if it was going to swallow Yun Yueqing.

Her figure seemed small yet determined in the shadow of the giant beast.

The cold light on the tip of the sword and the red light in the giant beast's eyes intertwined and collided, producing circles of turbulent ripples.

Yun Yueqing's body was torn apart by the roar of the giant beast, but she still gritted her teeth and resisted the attack of the giant beast.

When Xiao Yirao saw Yun Yueqing taking risks alone, a look of determination and anger flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the giant beast like an arrow.

The long sword in his hand flashed with dazzling light, and the tip of the sword drew a brilliant trajectory in the air.

At the moment when Yun Yueqing was in a stalemate with the giant beast, Xiao Yirao found a flaw in the giant beast's defense. He shouted loudly and stabbed his sword into the giant beast's side.

The giant beast let out a deafening howl, its body trembled violently, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the surrounding sand red.

Xiao Yirao's long sword stirred in the giant beast's body, and every strike carried destructive power.

The giant beast's massive body twisted and tumbled in agony, and the wind and sand on the battlefield were thrown into chaos by this violent force.

The giant beast let out one last deafening roar, a sound filled with endless pain and unwillingness, echoing across the wind-swept battlefield.

Its body began to annihilate under Xiao Yirao's fierce attack, as if being swallowed by an invisible force, gradually turning into a rolling black mist.

The black fog twisted and swirled in the air, like a ghost in the underworld.

It has a strong smell of death, which makes people's heart palpitate.

The black fog swirled wildly in the air, losing its physical restraints.

It seemed to have gained even greater power, like a ghost from the depths of the underworld breaking free from its shackles.

The black mist kept twisting and swirling like boiling ink, emitting a suffocating breath of death.

Black tentacles stretched out from the fog, like the devil's claws, waving in the air with the power to tear everything apart.

The surrounding air was swallowed by the black fog and became extremely heavy, making it difficult to breathe.

Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yirao looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief and surprise.

The black fog was like a demon crawling out of hell, slowly approaching them with endless evil and terror.

The air was filled with a strong smell of decay and death. Even the sunlight was obscured by this gloomy atmosphere, and the surroundings fell into an eerie darkness.

Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yirao held their swords tightly, standing back to back, staring vigilantly at the approaching ghost, their hearts beating like drums and they were extremely nervous.