If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

At this time, blood overflowed from the corners of Jiang Miao's lips in order to resist the pressure.

Both she and Song Shiyuan were immobilized by Ji Xuan, and they couldn't escape from this place even if they crushed the large and small teleportation talismans.

When Jiang Miao learned from the system prompts that there was a Fallen Immortal Cliff not far from here, if he jumped down and survived, he might be transported directly to the mortal world.

This was her only way to escape with Song Shiyuan.

Jiang Miao gritted her teeth, used all her spiritual power to fight with Ji Xuan, and then protected Song Shiyuan as he flew towards the Fallen Immortal Cliff.

When Song Shiyuan was protecting him, his red eyes focused for a moment, his thoughts became more complicated, and the inner demon in his mind was crazily inciting him.

[Trash, can't even protect his own woman. ]

[If she hadn't been for you, she wouldn't have been so seriously injured. If I had killed her, I would have killed her back. ]

[The Galaxy Sword is like scrap metal in your hands.]

"Shut up!" Song Shiyuan suppressed his inner demon, silently thinking that if his senior sister didn't like him becoming a demon, he would not become a demon!

Biying watched Jiang Miao escape and quickly pulled Jixuan's sleeves, "Master, Song Shiyuan has taken the Galaxy Sword. Go and get the Galaxy Sword back quickly. Don't let the Galaxy Sword fall into the hands of the devil."

Ji Xuan raised his hand lightly and signaled to the Duxian Sect disciples, "Chase."

Dongfang Hao had been beaten half to death by Jiang Miao. He was lying on the ground watching all this. Looking at Jiang Miao sacrificing his life for Song Shiyuan, he couldn't help but recall that Jiang Miao did the same to him in the past.

During the Demon-Sealing War, if Jiang Miao had not protected him, he would not have fallen into a forbidden place where his life or death was uncertain.

I don't know since when, he fell in love with Biying, so he became more and more alienated from Jiang Miao, and even turned against her. Now seeing himself seriously injured on the ground, Biying stayed by his master's side to protect himself, even forgetting about him. The existence of all this made him feel depressed.

The monks from other sects were still a little confused. Many of them had magic mirrors on them, which could reflect the evil energy.

When Dongfang Hao said that fellow Taoist Song was a demon, they quietly looked in the mirror, but there was no movement at all. What they saw was pure spiritual energy, no demonic energy at all.

They thought it was an infighting within the sect. When they were about to watch a show, the Immortal Master of the Duxian Sect actually went into the secret realm to kill fellow Daoist Song. If there was no conspiracy, they would not believe it.

Otherwise, why go to such trouble!

I don’t know if Daoyou Jiang and Daoyou Song can escape capture. It’s a pity that they are both extremely talented monks.

Jiang Miao took Song Shiyuan and flew to the Fallen Immortal Cliff on Drying Moon Island. She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corners of her lips and looked at Song Shiyuan, "Junior brother, are you willing to fight for a way out with me?"

Song Shiyuan looked at Jiang Miao, who was pale, and lowered his eyes, "Senior sister, you will escape death by jumping off the Fallen Immortal Cliff. There is no need for you to take this gamble with me."

Jiang Miao hugged him tightly, "Have you forgotten? We are Taoist couples. If you still feel that you are dragging me down, then we might as well break this bond now."

Hearing her words, Song Shiyuan's eyes turned red uncontrollably.

No!

He belongs to senior sister!

Song Shiyuan stopped talking and just held Jiang Miao's hand tightly.

Just when Ji Xuan led his men to catch up, the two of them were already standing in front of Fallen Immortal Cliff holding hands.

Ji Xuan frowned and his eyes fell on Jiang Miao, "Xiao Miao, I will give you one last chance to break off the Taoist couple contract with him and return to the sect."

"As for Song Shiyuan, he has become a demon. He handed over the Galaxy Sword, destroyed his spiritual roots and imprisoned him in Duxian Sect Siguo Cliff. As a teacher, he can still plead with the sect to spare his life."

Jiang Miao's pale face became darker and darker, and she said coldly, "Oh, I never thought that Ji Xuan, who has always been an immortal, would say such shameless words."

Bi Xiang found a backer and hid behind Ji Xuan to speak out in defense.

"Senior Sister Jiang, what are you talking about? Song Shiyuan is possessed by a demon. Even if his spiritual roots are destroyed, it is his own fault."

Jiang Miao swung his long whip, bypassed Ji Xuan, and whipped Biying directly.

The long whip was like lightning. Even Ji Xuan did not expect Jiang Miao to attack in front of him. When he came to his senses, Biying had been whipped to the point of vomiting blood and fell to the ground.

Jiang Miao said coldly, "You don't even look in the mirror to see what you really are. A little snake beast, and you dare to provoke me again and again."

Ji Xuan originally wanted to take action against Jiang Miao, but after hearing her words, he subconsciously looked back at Biying, with a flash of thought in his eyes.

But he still scolded Jiang Miao, "You are becoming more and more defiant!"

Jiang Miao sneered in a low voice, her eyes falling lightly on Ji Xuan.

"It turns out that master still remembers me as your disciple. I thought you had already kicked me out of the master's door."

Her tone was full of sarcasm.

Ji Xuan kept his expression steady, not wanting to lose the grace of the Immortal Lord of the Duxian Sect in front of the monks.

"You have repeatedly killed your junior sister, and have you completely forgotten all the rules I taught you?"

Jiang Miao's eyes became colder and colder, and there was ice in his tone.

"Master, where were you when I came back to the Duxian Sect from the forbidden area and was bullied and ignored by my fellow disciples because my Dantian was damaged and my cultivation level plummeted? Have you ever dealt with them in accordance with the sect's rules?"

"Now you are pretending to be a fairy and a gentleman to seek justice for Biying. It really makes me feel sick."

She raised her eyebrows lightly and glanced back and forth between Ji Xuan and Bi Ying, "Isn't Ji Xuan, the famous Immortal Lord of the Duxian Sect, having a master-disciple relationship with his disciple Bi Ying?"

"Jiang Miao!" Ji Xuan has practiced to this level and rarely gets angry. Today, being provoked by Jiang Miao, a long-lost anger surged in his heart.

"In the sect, I don't help you because it's for your own good. The damage to your Dantian is an opportunity to cultivate your Taoist heart. I never thought that you would open your mouth to slander your master out of resentment. I can no longer keep you for my master."

Jiang Miao's stomach really turned when she heard his high-sounding words.

"Okay, today you and I, master and disciple, have severed all ties. Next time we meet, we won't have to talk nonsense if we want to fight or kill."

She said it didn't matter, but Song Shiyuan felt distressed and couldn't help but squeeze Jiang Miao's hand.

"Stubborn!" Ji Xuan became angry in embarrassment, "Jiang Miao, are you going to be that unfaithful and unfilial person?!"

Jiang Miao turned around and smiled at Song Shiyuan, "Junior Brother Shiyuan, look, this old man wants your sword, but he makes a bunch of excuses to stop us from leaving. Aren't you ashamed?"

Song Shiyuan put a smile on his lips, and the chill in his heart became stronger and stronger. He held Jiang Miao's hand tightly.

When Ji Xuan came to kill him, he jumped into the Fallen Immortal Cliff with her without hesitation.

Everyone exclaimed and subconsciously rushed over.

The two people were hugging each other with their fingers clasped together, their clothes fluttering, and their beautiful and tragic figures suddenly disappeared into the dark mist.

Song Shiyuan listened to the wind whistling by his ears, felt the warmth in his arms, and his weightless body fell rapidly.

In the black mist, he couldn't see clearly the person in his arms, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive under the Fallen Immortal Cliff, but he felt particularly at ease.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid." Jiang Miao hugged him tightly.

When Song Shiyuan heard her voice, his heart beat violently and he felt an unprecedented throbbing.

Even if he lost his life immediately, he would have no regrets.

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