"What do you mean? Are you blaming me?"

How could Ye Xianyue not have known that Mo Huaizhi was such a shameless person before? She had really gained more experience after being together.

"Just do what my father tells you to do. Pei Zhiyi is your savior after all. If it weren't for her, you would have died somewhere long ago. How could you have the glorious life you have now? Now, just to climb to the top, you are willing to do anything."

"You keep saying you like her, but your love is just to let her be your stepping stone. Your love is really too cheap!"

"Ye Xianyue!"

"Mo Huaizhi, why are you talking to me so loudly?"

Ye Xianyue straightened her chest, her face full of pride: "Don't think that just because you have my father's attention, you can be so unscrupulous. I am my father's daughter, and you will never be able to shake my position in Jian Xuetian."

"While I'm still somewhat interested in you, you'd better be sensible."

Mo Huaizhi's heart was filled with humiliation. He was simply fed up with being ordered around like this.

Why can anyone just step on his head and act tyrannically?

But… now is not the time to tear each other apart, so Mo Huaizhi quickly put on a smile, walked over and hugged Ye Xianyue, whispering to her, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to speak so loudly to you just now. I just didn't expect that even you don't understand my difficulties."

"Difficulties?" Ye Xinyue's expression was meaningful.

Mo Huaizhi nodded. "Senior Sister is my savior, and I have always been grateful, so I usually respect her. But after spending some time with you, I realized that my gratitude to you and my love for you are different. You are the one I want to spend my life with, so as long as you want something, I will do my best to get it for you."

Mo Huaizhi's eyes were deep, and he lowered his head to bury it in Ye Xianyue's neck. His hands began to touch her back unconsciously, and soon, he saw Ye Xianyue's emotional and sensitive look as he wished.

"The relationship between us is us. The relationship between me and Senior Sister is mine and her. So, Yue, I am willing to be unfaithful and unjust for you. But you must trust me and stand by me, so that I will have the strength to do what comes next."

"Huaizhi..."

Looking at Ye Xianyue's gradually blurred eyes, Mo Huaizhi knew that his plan was successful.

"Ayue, you need me, so we must stay together forever." Mo Huaizhi bent down, picked up Ye Xianyue horizontally and walked towards the bed.

The red curtain fell, and only two figures could be seen rising and falling, and occasionally some unspeakable sounds were heard.

Pei Zhiyi was speechless. What on earth was this illusion trying to convey to her? Why did it always end up like that?

The scene here ends and the illusion can be switched at any time, this time bringing Pei Zhiyi to the edge of the cliff.

"Senior Sister Pei, actually, as long as you agree to that, this matter can be easily resolved. You will still be Jian Xuetian's senior sister, and everything you have will not disappear. We will still respect you very much."

Looking at Mo Huaizhi's extremely hypocritical face, Pei Zhiyi found that she was indeed very angry at the time, but now, her mood is different. Seeing him only makes her feel disgusted and sigh.

Mo Huaizhi actually had good talent, but he lacked the background that he valued most. Because of his poor background, he became obsessed with the idea that if he wanted to stand out in Jian Xuetian and even the entire human race, he needed both background and strength.

Because this kind of thing will neglect your cultivation, which is really a loss of sight.

Pei Zhiyi raised his sword and said, "This should be the last link of the illusion created for me. As long as the protagonist of this illusion is killed, the illusion will naturally break."

Mo Huaizhi only felt a flash of white light passing before his eyes, and everyone around him turned into smoke and disappeared. He was only able to block the sword because he reacted in time.

"Senior Sister, are we really going to come to this point?"

Pei Zhiyi's speed of attack became faster and faster, and each sword shadow landed accurately on Mo Huaizhi. "Stop talking about these insignificant things. You and I are just you and me. There is no relationship between us in the past, so how can we talk about reaching the point we are at now?"

If it was the real Mo Huaizhi, he might be able to withstand Pei Zhiyi's powerful attack.

However, the illusory personality in the illusion, all the strength comes from the master of the illusion, so it is vulnerable.

"Mo Huaizhi" soon "died", and what appeared in front of Pei Zhiyi was the owner of this illusion, a twisting ball of black mist that smelled a bit smelly.

"Why aren't you affected by your past experiences?"

Pei Zhiyi sneered, "You think that's something that can break my defenses, but in fact, it's just a trivial matter to me. It can't affect me at all."

"Have you ever seen a strong man afraid of a villain?"

The master of the illusion was extremely angry. He had observed Pei Zhiyi in secret before. Because he knew her well and knew how powerful she was, he did not choose to attack her head-on.

The illusion is created by digging deep into the dark corners of people's hearts. He had obviously created this environment based on the things that the woman in front of him hated most in her heart, and even added fuel to the fire for this. He didn't expect that she could break through it so easily, and she didn't even feel any fluctuation in her heart.

"Impossible! No one can remain indifferent to the illusion I created."

Pei Zhiyi rolled her eyes slightly. If she still had her own physical body, she might really be bewitched by this illusion.

But her current body is just a piece of wood. How can she expect a piece of wood to get lost in this illusion?

"You've been jumping around for too long. You've already wasted a lot of my time. Now, go to hell!"

Pei Zhiyi combined the power of his two swords, and the powerful beam of light that gathered together directly penetrated the center of the black fog. Then there was a shrill scream, and the black fog disappeared completely in the fire-attributed spiritual power.

"When his only weapon can't shake me, he's already lost."

The owner of the illusion died, and the illusion collapsed instantly. Countless fragments exploded in front of Pei Zhiyi's eyes.

"I'm still alive?"

"Great! I'm finally free from that damn place!"

……

Pei Zhiyi took a quick look and thought that everyone was here.

However, normally at this time, Shen Junhan would rush over quickly, so why was he just standing there in a daze today? Could he have been injured in the illusion?

"Xiao Shen." Pei Zhiyi walked over quickly and saw that Shen Junhan's face was pale. "What happened? Did he get hurt just now?"

Shen Junhan looked up and saw Pei Zhiyi. Only then did he realize that he was out of danger. A forced smile appeared on his pale face. "I'm fine. I just encountered something scary, so I haven't recovered yet. Don't worry, I'm not hurt."

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