Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 728 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 71

A festive red appeared on the water mirror, with Yin Wu Yue wearing auspicious clothes and a wedding procession that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Have you forgotten? We are an official couple sworn in by heaven and earth."

Yin Wu Yue's expression changed slightly, as if he recalled the day of his wedding, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

But Zhu Baishao did not look at the festive scene with loud gongs and drums in the water mirror. She lowered her eyes slightly, looking cold and lonely.

"Even if it's an illusion, these memories are real. They are what we both experienced."

The space was locked under the powerful pressure, and the air became sticky, making it difficult for Zhu Baishao, Zhao Qing and the sect leader to move.

Yin Wu Yue finally arrived in front of Zhu Baishao. He reached out to touch her cheek, stroking it gently and carefully, from her delicate chin to her pale and bloodless lips, and then all the way up to touch her long, densely curled eyelashes.

Zhu Baishao closed his eyes tightly. Even looking at him became an unattainable wish for him.

Yin Wu Yue felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"I have long been amazed by the young swordsman who would squat in front of a mortal like an ordinary person, not looking down at him from a high position, but face to face, looking at him at eye level with sincerity. I even thought, if I had met someone like you, would I not have practiced magic..."

"My lady, you were really moved by me..."

The man's cold and hoarse voice faded into an unhurried tone, somewhat powerless, which only added a bit of false good cheer to the atmosphere, like a young man who had made his wife angry and was trying his best to appease her.

But no matter what he said, Zhu Baishao still closed her eyes and refused to look at him.

Yin Wu Yue's pale and delicate fingers traced every inch of the woman's appearance, then he lifted her face with his index finger and kissed her gently.

The emotion that he didn't know where the origin was, yet was so intense that he could hardly control it, finally found a fulcrum. He explored it slowly and patiently with the tip of his tongue.

"Do you remember? We have done this countless times..."

Zhu Baishao clenched her teeth, but Yin Wu Yue clamped her jaw with his hand and forced her to open her lips.

A kiss slowly turns bloody.

The clan leader was already at a loss as to what to do and closed his eyes, refusing to look at anything inappropriate.

It was the first time that Zhao Qing saw Zhu Baishao being kissed by another man so clearly. At that moment, the taut string in his head completely broke, shattered into pieces, and made a loud buzzing sound.

"elder sister!"

Zhao Qing stared with bloodshot eyes, his expression ferocious, and roared at the top of his lungs, but Yin Wu Yue had cast a barrier around him, so his roar filled with blood and tears was not known to the outside world at all.

He ignored the damage to his spiritual bones and overdrawn all of his spiritual power to pour it into the Jiaowei Sword. A dazzling light hit the barrier that Yin Wu Yue had set up for him.

The green snake sword spirit also revealed its two sharp fangs and bit the barrier hard. There was silence for a moment, and then there was a crisp cracking sound.

Cracks appeared in the barrier, and the Jiaowei sword body composed of three bamboo sections was also shattered. The snake spirit that liked to coil around Zhao Qing's wrist turned into a streak of light and returned to the broken sword, covered in wounds.

Such a huge commotion finally attracted Yin Wu Yue's attention.

He was finally willing to give a glance to people other than Zhu Baishao.

Zhao Qing's clothes almost turned red. He used a lot of effort to break the barrier, and there was such a strong hatred in his eyes that was rarely seen.

Yin Wu Yue thought, this look really seems familiar.

In the past, I seemed to have had a similar look before I killed all the betrayers and bullies.

At that time, he swore in his heart that he must become strong, must overcome the tribulation and ascend to heaven, and become an existence that no one dared to bully.

Even in this situation, the smile on Yin Wu Yue's face became even deeper. He already had an outstanding appearance, and when he showed this kind of crazy and dark expression, it was not only not scary, but also had a strange charm that could captivate people.

Zhao Qing put away the broken Jiaowei sword and rushed towards Yin Wu Yue regardless of anything. He could not tolerate Zhu Baishao being treated like this.

But he subconsciously forgot that he was also a hungry eagle and tiger, coveting the moon in the sky.

The clan leader stopped Zhao Qing from going to his death without thinking.

While they were confronting each other, Zhu Baishao, who had kept her eyes closed, opened them. She bit the tip of her tongue and sent drops of blood mixed with pure spiritual power into Yin Wu Yue's mouth.

Yin Wu Yue tasted the sweet and bloody smell mixed with spiritual power. The evil energy in his body, which was completely incompatible with spiritual power, began to boil over. With a crazy desire for corrosion, he began to move towards the source of spiritual power.

She had seen the tragic consequences of being corrupted by evil spirits, but she still did this. Would she rather destroy herself than get close to him? !

Yin Wu Yue reacted suddenly, and the moment he stretched out his hand to push Zhu Baishao away, boundless black energy emerged from his body, suppressing and making him extremely crazy.

Not far away, Zhu Baishao gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingers, and looked at Yin Wu Yue indifferently as he tried to suppress the evil spirit in his body.

The woman who had lost some of her blood and essence looked even paler. She looked like an ink painting in black and white. Her teardrop mole and lips, which were bright red in the past, now looked particularly dull.

"You hate me so much?"

Yin Wu Yue couldn't describe his mood at all. He felt that he had experienced the life experiences of different people with his distracted mind and had seen all kinds of separations and deaths, but none of them was as unforgettable as the "love" he had personally experienced.

Zhu Baishao looked at Yin Wuyue, who looked crazy, and then looked at Zhao Qing, who was covered in bruises and had a stubborn look. She frowned and asked, "Did you misjudge your feelings for me? Is your obsession with me or love?"

"No, I really have always loved my sister..."

Zhao Qing was supported by the sect leader, who used his spiritual power to slowly heal his physical injuries, fearing that the blow he had just overdrawn would leave him with hidden dangers.

"Do you want me to cut out my heart and show it to you?"

There was a cold and wild smile on Yin Wu Yue's lips, and one of his hands was in a claw shape, placed in front of his heart, with his fingertips sinking into the flesh and moving downwards inch by inch.

The blood was not noticeable on his dark clothes, and the smell of blood was even stronger.

He seemed to really want to dig out his heart and show it to her.

Even if he did so, Zhu Baishao remained calm and indifferent, "Master once told me that love is the most sincere and genuine emotion between men and women. It has nothing to do with being reserved or bold. As long as two people love each other, they will gradually become better people..."

Having said that, she glanced at the two people covered in blood, then lowered her eyes to look at herself, as if thinking that if the relationship between two people is love, then what is the relationship between three people called?

He also seemed to be thinking, the three of them are now covered in wounds, so what does it matter?

She shook her head. "If there is love between us, then how could we be tortured by love like this?"

“This is not love.”