I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Outside the Ghost Gate, on the second floor of Linxian Tower.

Yuan Zhen sat by the carved window, staring closely at the lantern in his hand, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

The dream that often troubled him when he was young came to mind again.

It was a white jade platform standing high in the clouds, shrouded in colorful clouds, solemn and cold, with guards in golden armor standing in all directions.

His gaze was unconsciously attracted by a straight figure outside Tianmen.

The woman was dressed in silver light armor and had icy luan on her feet. When she looked back at him, her appearance was clearly unclear. She still gave people a cold and ruthless feeling, like a thousand-year-old glacier that cannot be melted.

The clearest memory is the sword in her hand.

The dark golden sword body is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, grass and trees, and there are also dense ancient divine patterns, exuding a silver glow, and I don't know what is written there.

Later, he consulted many ancient books and found out that this was the unknown sword made by Emperor Xuanyuan himself, the common master in ancient times. Later generations called it Xuanyuan Sword.

The one who gets this divine sword must be the legendary swordsman.

This is also the origin of his relationship with Su Yuling.

Thinking of this, he took off the Tianxuan Jade from the girdle that outlined the green pine pattern, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips.

"Yu Ling..."

Yuan Zhen called out softly.

It is destined that no one will respond.

For a hundred years, all the emotions rushed into my heart instantly, and a pair of eyes that had always been sparse and indifferent turned red.

There was something vaguely blurring my eyes.

In a daze, he seemed to be back to his youthful and frivolous days.

On the competition stage, a woman with a veil on her face was lithe, and with a flip of her wrist, she knocked the young master from the opposing family to the ground.

She has won again.

On the side, the young man turned around and said angrily: "Brother Yuan Zhen, do you want to go and give it a try?"

"Since the sword immortal mentioned by Holy Son Lingxu has been reincarnated, how can we, the prodigies of the aristocratic families, still have any status?"

"As soon as she came, she snatched the Changxian Immortal Lord you always wanted to be your teacher, and she was cold and never ignored anyone. It was like we owed her millions of spiritual stones. Who could we pretend to show this to?"

Yuan Zhen can’t remember clearly what happened later.

That day he stepped forward to challenge, not to vent his anger, but out of curiosity to know what the girl under the mask looked like.

But at the moment when her veil was knocked off, the woman in the dream finally had a face, which he could not forget to this day.

The appearance of a swordsman, what Lingxuzi said is true!

It's a pity that he is not blessed.

Even if he tried hard, he couldn't wait until the day she married him, and she was completely lost.

Nowadays, there is only one Jiang Lijiu, who looks very similar to Su Yuling, and Su Luoluo, who has the fate of a sword immortal.

But for some reason, he always felt something was wrong, and he couldn't explain it specifically.

"Clang clang clang..."

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

I heard a man's respectful voice coming from outside the wing, "To inform you, young master, I have brought the person who put the lanterns here."

"Enter."

Yuan Zhen said calmly.

The door creaked open, and a slender figure looked up timidly.

The moment I saw his face, I felt happy at first, and then my eyes turned red, "Master, my disciple has finally found you."

"Luoluo?"

He was surprised.

Suddenly he saw a little girl running quickly, hugging his waist tightly and crying softly.

"My disciple almost never saw his master again. On the endless sea, he was dragged into the bottom of the sea by a monster. If someone hadn't saved him, he would have died."

"Master, my disciple is not afraid of death."

"But the thought of never seeing Master makes my heart hurt."

"In the past few days, my disciple has been unconscious. He keeps having a dream. He dreams about the ninth level of the sky, and the master is always watching me quietly from behind."

"I also dreamed about Xuanyuan Sword."

Hearing Su Luoluo's words, Yuan Zhen's eyes moved slightly and his tone softened, "This is a ghost market, you shouldn't come."

"Master, are you blaming your disciple?"

"No."

He sighed softly and patted her thin back, "This time, all parties in the Yeboyuan Secret Realm are out, so you are not suitable to go."

"Be obedient and I will send someone to send you back."

"No!"

Su Luoluo shook her head and said stubbornly: "My disciple has reached the Nascent Soul stage these days and is qualified to enter the secret realm."

"Master won't let me go, so I'll go alone."

"you……"

Her stubborn look reminded Yuan Zhen of Jiang Li Jiulai inexplicably.

That little girl has been like this since she became a teacher. As long as what he taught her, no matter how difficult it was, she would never give up, let alone ask him for help.

Just one person, practicing silently thousands of times and never giving up.

If he hadn't accidentally met Su Luoluo and reacted to the Tianxuan Jade Pendant, he would have been just such a disciple in his life.

But unexpectedly, fate plays a trick on people.

When they saw each other again, they were shocked to realize that Jiang Lijiu really didn't want to listen to a word he said.

"Master?"

Su Luoluo called him several times, but received no response.

Lifting his face up, he caught a glimpse of the thoughts in his eyes that were far away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly frowned in anger, and her big, clear eyes were suddenly filled with gloom and murderous intent.

At this moment, the top-quality ice spirit roots in Dantian seemed to be summoned and wanted to break out of the body.

She seemed to feel something, and turned to look outside the window lattice, and saw a man and a woman walking past each other. Without thinking, she knew that the tall girl must be Jiang Lijiu!

Almost at the same time, Jiang Lijiu paused when he realized that he was being spied on.

He raised his eyes and caught sight of the two people standing tightly hugging each other in the attic window.

"Huh~"

The man chuckled in his ears.

I kindly reminded him, "Xiao Jiu'er, the person you like is hugging another woman."

"Are you heartbroken?"

"Do you want me to go up and avenge you now?"

Shen Yujin's words were very sincere, but Jiang Lijiu only felt that this person was gloating about his misfortune.

She said expressionlessly, "You don't have to do anything. Remember that we are cooperating. Don't meddle in other people's business. You don't need to worry about it."

"Too."

"The Linxian Tower auction is about to start, let's go in."

After saying that, she turned around, picked up the golden token, and stepped into the threshold.

"Welcome Young Master!"

When people in the building saw this card, they all bowed their hands and bowed down.

Jiang Li paused for a moment.

Before I could speak, I heard the person behind me shout with a smile, "Xiao Jiu'er, they won't let me in."

She blinked, and when she turned around, she saw a few guards who were desperate to block the big devil from the door. Not only was the latter not angry, but he even asked her for help with a smile.

"Let him in."

"Yes!"

The guards retreated to stand on either side of the door.

Shen Yujin strode to her side and calmly clasped her slender wrist, "Young master, don't even think about leaving me alone, otherwise..."

"Let's go." Jiang Lijiu interrupted his threatening words and took out his hand.

The attendant turned his head and looked at his nose and nose, "I'm going to buy some elixirs and magic weapons needed for the secret realm. Please lead the way."

"Yes!"

The attendant made a "please" gesture, "Young Master, please come down."

Under his leadership, the two walked through the long winding staircase and walked all the way to the No. 17th floor. They saw countless monks from all walks of life in the huge hall.

Some are setting up stalls, while others are walking back and forth, looking for what they need.

"Young Master, the auction won't start for another hour. Why don't you take a casual look here first, maybe you can find a few things you need." The attendant turned around and saluted.

Jiang Lijiu nodded and said, "Thank you. We will see for ourselves next. You don't have to follow."

When the attendant retreated, Jiang Lijiu was suddenly pulled to his side, and the man's low-pitched and hoarse voice brushed into his ear, "Xiao Jiu'er, do you think that is who?"