After wearing a book, I became an egg

The distance was too close, Jiang Hui's shadow came over darkly, like an invisible oppressive force, Yi Qingchen froze for a moment, not knowing what to do.

He subconsciously opened his lips, wanting to say something, but saw a flash of sword light flashing in front of his eyes.

- Zheng!

Qingyue's sword sounded, and Song Xingyuan's sword lay between the two of them.

"What are you doing so close, stay away!" Song Xingyuan shouted.

Jiang Hui tilted his head slightly, and the sharp blade almost touched the skin of his neck.He narrowed his long eyes and clicked his tongue, his displeasure was obvious.

"You're so nervous," Jiang Hui smiled, "I didn't do anything."

Although the words were addressed to Song Xingyuan, that gaze still fell on Yi Qingchen.

Song Xingyuan frowned: "Why are you so close if you don't do anything, who knows what your plan is!"

The air was like a taut string, and the two did not back down.Yi Qingchen's heart was relieved at first, and he wanted to get rid of Jiang Hui's oppressive force, but seeing this situation, his heart was suspended again.

Song Xingyuan is so impulsive, so don't start a fight.

Yi Qingchen's eyelids twitched, and he pulled Song Xingyuan's sleeve trying to ease the atmosphere, trying to make him put down the sword: "...Brother Xingyuan, it's fine, don't do this."

Song Xingyuan was ungrateful like a fried chicken, turned his head to look at him, and pointed out: "Brother Qingchen doesn't know something, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten it."

He looked at Jiang Hui and sneered: "You are a teacher of Yuncang Island, you know that more than 100 years ago, this person avenged his kindness and killed the Immortal Chao Yu who was practicing on Yuncang Island!"

Jiang Hui's face turned cold.

Yi Qingchen suddenly felt bad, although he didn't know what was hidden, but obviously this matter cannot be mentioned.However, it was too late to stop it.Just listen to Song Xingyuan and continue to light the fire: "In other words, this person is probably your sect's enemy..."

"To shut up!"

--clank!

The two long swords were engulfed by surging spiritual energy, and exploded in the air. The huge spiritual pressure forced Yi Qingchen to back again and again, almost falling out.

Jiang Hui flipped his wrist and swung the opponent away with a sword, his expression darkened, "If it weren't for you bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites, how could he..."

"Hey, isn't what I said the truth? Didn't Xianjun Chao Yu die at your hands?"

Another burst of sword light flashed, and the surroundings were flying sand and rocks, and the figures of the two could hardly be seen clearly.

Yi Qingchen was forced to retreat to Xu Haolan's side, listening to Song Xingyuan still adding fuel to the fire: "I will kill you, the devil, for Xianjun Chaoyu today!"

...Is this Song Xingyuan a weakling? Do you think the opponent is not strong enough?

Yi Qingchen took a deep breath, almost fainted.

There was a loud bang.

There was dust in front of him, Yi Qingchen opened his eyes and saw a figure not far in front was kneeling on the ground, barely supporting his body with a sword.He was just about to stand up from the ground, but the next second he was kicked more than ten feet away.

"Brother Xingyuan!" Xu Haolan screamed, and was about to rush forward regardless, but was grabbed by Yi Qingchen.

"You let go..."

"Calm down!" Yi Qingchen reprimanded in a low voice.

Xu Haolan froze for a moment when he was yelled at.Yi Qingchen said quickly: "I'll stop it, you quickly form a defensive formation, and find a chance to take him away first!"

Xu Haolan was stunned, and didn't even notice why the other party knew that she would shrink back: "But, but my spiritual power..."

Yi Qingchen stuffed two spirit stones into the opponent's hand: "These two spirit stones are enough, draw quickly!"

Not far away, Jiang Hui raised his sword and stood in front of Song Xingyuan.

He looked down at the people on the ground from a high position, his long dark eyes were already faintly red.

"I didn't want to do anything. Give me the soul jade, I won't kill you this time." Jiang Hui slowly raised the tip of his sword, and drew a bloody line from the opponent's chest to the neck.

"You're dreaming!" Song Xingyuan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Hui looked down at the person in front of him and smiled angrily.

The overwhelming cyan spiritual energy rolled around, making it so cramped that one couldn't breathe.Thunder sounded faintly from far away in the sky, and thick lead clouds gathered wave after wave above the two of them.

The thunder rolled, and a dazzling lightning struck Jiang Hui directly at the head!

Without raising his eyes, Jiang Hui pointed his sword at the sky with his backhand. There was a loud bang, and the piercing sword intent and lightning exploded against each other.Before the second lightning struck, the chilly sword light approached Song Xingyuan's neck.

--laugh!

Blood spattered, and the warm blood soaked the blade.

In the light of lightning, Yi Qingchen's wide gauze hat rolled to the ground, and her long black hair fell to her waist.Enduring the severe pain in his back, he tried his best to push Song Xingyuan away, and Xu Haolan pulled Song Xingyuan into the retreating formation.Sand and rocks were flying around, and the spiritual power in the formation glowed white, gradually engulfing the figures.

Yi Qingchen gasped in pain, then turned around worryingly, trying to hold Jiang Hui back so they could leave smoothly.Turning around, he saw Jiang Hui standing there motionless, not even intending to stop him.

Jiang Hui looked straight at the wound on his back, the blood in his eyes was so dark that it was about to ooze out.

Yi Qingchen was so painful that his vision was a little blurred, but he still subconsciously stood in front of the two people in the formation, blocking Jiang Hui's possible way out.

It took only a moment for the formation to activate, and after a burst of spiritual power scrolled, the space was empty.Yi Qingchen caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eye, and breathed a sigh of relief.Probably the tense nerves finally relaxed, and the whole person's consciousness relaxed.

The world swayed away, Yi Qingchen closed his eyes, heard the crisp sound of the long sword falling to the ground, and then fell into a person's arms.

Consciousness is groggy, Yi Qingchen seems to travel through thousands of worlds in a dream.

When I woke up, I was woken up by pain.

Yi Qingchen took a hissing breath, opened his eyes a little, and the severe pain from his back occupied all his senses.He couldn't move at all, and he opened his eyes for a moment before remembering what happened before.

...By the way, he seems to have successfully sent Song Xingyuan away, but he met Jiang Hui.

He is still alive, so did Jiang Hui let him go?

Yi Qingchen realized later that this place seemed to be a bed in a guest room, with a soft brocade quilt covering his shoulders.He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt away to take a look. His clothes were all taken off, and several circles of white bandages were delicately wrapped around his chest.

...Who is so considerate and heals him?

Treat prisoners well?

Yi Qingchen raised her eyebrows slightly, and heard a slight sound coming from her side.He turned his head and saw Jiang Hui in a black robe sitting at the table with his back facing him, and seemed to be playing with something in his hands.

Probably aware that he was awake, Jiang Hui turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to look back, but he held back.

There was an eerie silence in the atmosphere.

Yi Qingchen didn't know the other party's attitude and what he wanted to do, so he didn't dare to speak easily for a while.

After a while, Jiang Hui really spoke first.

"I'll ask you a few questions," the other party said in a low voice, like some kind of jade hitting the surface of the water, "You must answer truthfully."

Yi Qingchen's long eyelashes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.

What's going on here?

Did he expose something?

Yi Qingchen's heart beat faster, and he stared at Jiang Hui without blinking.

Jiang Hui put the things in his hands in the brocade box in front of him, and slowly closed the box, before he said, "You said earlier that you were a teacher who worshiped on Yuncang Island. When did that happen?"

Yi Qingchen: "..." How did he know when it happened.

Yi Qingchen said calmly: "It should be more than ten years ago."

The air was quiet for a while, Jiang Hui sat there without any reaction, and didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Jiang Hui: "You say you don't know the name of your master?"

Yi Qingchen: "...Yes."

Jiang Hui: "You should know if it's a man or a woman. What does it look like?"

Yi Qingchen: "..." Who can weave things so finely! ?

Yi Qingchen blinked, trying to make himself sound flawless: "It happened more than ten years ago, I don't remember clearly. But at that time he was wearing black clothes, his face was covered, maybe he didn't want to let I know what he looks like."

Jiang Hui was silent again, this time for a little longer, until Yi Qingchen began to wonder if he had revealed himself.From this angle, you can only see the slender back of the other party, and the neat lines of the side face, and it is impossible to determine the other party's emotions at all.

But Jiang Hui didn't refute or force questions, as if no matter what he answered, he would accept it.

From this point of view, Jiang Hui should believe him, right?

Yi Qingchen swallowed unconsciously, looked at the other party nervously, and then heard the next question.

"You..." Jiang Hui paused, his peripheral vision seemed to fall on him.

Yi Qingchen's quilt slid down to her waist, her long black hair scattered from her shoulders, making her skin pale like porcelain.

Jiang Hui looked away again.

His slender fingers rested on the brocade box, and tapped lightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Your side is empty."

"what?"

Jiang Hui lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "...Where did your jade pendant go?"