The demon witch is her white moonlight

Seeing that Qin Yun was about to die tragically at the hands of Qin Youyuan, Le Xiaoyi's eyes sank, he mobilized a ray of spiritual energy from the Fire Dragon Golden Pill, and used its restless and turbulent characteristics to forcibly impact the acupuncture points blocked by Ji Yuxuan.

Even if the acupoints are opened by this move, Le Xiaoyi himself will inevitably be injured.

Ji Yuxuan's eyes darkened, the pressed palm was lifted by the sudden force, Le Xiaoyi drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed at Qin Youyuan without hesitation.

Qin Youyuan noticed the movement behind him, but didn't let go, turned around and flicked his sleeves, the sword energy dissipated instantly.

Le Xiaoyi was still about to step forward, but Ji Yuxuan stood in front of her with a face as heavy as water.

This is the second time they have played face to face.

Le Xiaoyi didn't want to fight Ji Yuxuan, but she had to save Qin Yun. Even if she knew she was not Ji Yuxuan's opponent, she still had to stand firm.

At this moment, Le Xiaoyi suddenly remembered what Ji Yuxuan said to her when she and Ji Yuxuan first met a year ago when he took her to Nangong Mansion.

If one day, Ji Yuxuan wants to kill her friends, her teacher, and some people she thinks should not be killed, what will she do?

—I will stop you.

——If you can't have both ties, then success or failure depends on fate.

This was her answer back then, and it is also her choice now, whether Ji Yuxuan still remembers it or not.

Le Xiaoyi's horizontal sword, the words engraved on the root of the sword spine showed a dark color under the moonlight, and Ji Yuxuan, who had good eyesight, saw it.

Ji Yuxuan frowned slightly, and a memory quickly flashed through her mind.

She remembered that this sword was given to her by Ji Qiancheng a long time ago.

Why is it in Le Xiaoyi's hands?

At the moment when she was stunned, Le Xiaoyi swung his sword at her.

Ji Yuxuan regained consciousness, brushed away the unnecessary emotions, and clamped the Sixuan sword with two fingers.

Her cultivation was higher than that of Le Xiaoyi, even if she didn't take it seriously, it was definitely not because Le Xiaoyi was trying to resist her.

Ji Yuxuan flicked her knuckles lightly, and the Sixuan sword was unscrewed under force.

Such an understatement move, but Le Xiaoyi had to use [-]% of his strength to stabilize the trend of the Sixuan sword, and then turned back with a sullen face and swept the sword.

Ji Yuxuan raised her head, and the Sixuan sword brushed Ji Yuxuan's nose.

Le Xiaoyi took another step forward, and Ji Yuxuan received her sword move without moving an inch, but her eyes gradually turned cold.

Ever since she saw Le Xiaoyi for the first time in Fantasy Thousand World, kissed Le Xiaoyi's lips, and cried loudly in front of her, she has been alienating her.

Le Xiaoyi wanted to treat the things that happened in the past, but she forgot them as things that never existed.

She tried to shake hands with Le Xiaoyi openly and made peace, and asked Le Xiaoyi why, but Kele Xiaoyi didn't say anything to her.

No one has ever made her feel so unpredictable, she can't figure out what Le Xiaoyi wants.

Or were they not friends before, but enemies?

She had this idea before, but she subconsciously trusted her intuition and didn't let herself think in this direction.

Coke Xiaoyi expressed her resistance to her so strongly that she wished she could completely get rid of the relationship with her, a strange possibility appeared in her mind.

Le Xiaoyi is an outer disciple of the Sword God Sect, and he himself is the Young Palace Master of Xuantian Palace. No matter what Ji Yuxuan thinks, he doesn't think that Le Xiaoyi and her have any kind of intersection in the past.

Unless she took the initiative to approach Le Xiaoyi.

But why did she get close to Le Xiaoyi?Is there anything about Le Xiaoyi that deserves her attention?

In addition to the goodwill that came from somewhere, maybe there is a face she likes, but other than that, Le Xiaoyi's cultivation base is not high, he is easy to get stubborn when things happen, has a stubborn temper, and loves to make fun of her , What is she obsessed with?

Eliminate all the impossible, there is only one possibility left.

She just wants to do it.

Maybe there is no reason at all, just like when she looks into Le Xiaoyi's eyes and wants to kiss Le Xiaoyi's lips, Le Xiaoyi has an inexplicable attraction to her, so she just wants to get close, wants to put herself in the right place, separate To Le Xiaoyi.

I also want to take Le Xiaoyi as my own completely.

She lost her memory, so she took it for granted, but she never asked Le Xiaoyi if he would accept it.

From Le Xiaoyi's current attitude, Ji Yuxuan reasonably speculates that maybe before she lost this memory, she has been forcing Le Xiaoyi to accept things she doesn't like like now.

This is really, with her temperament, something she can do.

Because he was afraid of her identity and status, Le Xiaoyi couldn't refuse, but in Kele Xiaoyi's heart, he might be bored with her, and even hated her.

Just thinking of such a possibility, Ji Yuxuan's heart trembled inexplicably, she lost her mind due to sadness, and Le Xiaoyi stabbed her shoulder with a sword.

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback, the blade pierced half an inch into the flesh, and the blood sprayed on the clothes, like a swaying red plum.

Ji Yuxuan looked down at the bloodstain slowly fading away on her shoulder.

The thick eyelashes drooped down, and the corners of the slender lips were slightly raised, half a smile, half a smile, half a mockery.

——For the past, let it go if you forget it, let me go, and let yourself go.

What Le Xiaoyi said to her after waking up drunk that night echoed in her ears again, Ji Yuxuan laughed secretly that she was really out of her mind, and when she woke up, she was even more insane than that crazy woman Qin Youyuan.

If it wasn't for the very painful memories, how could Le Xiaoyi beg himself to let her go?

The words have been said so clearly, how did she not understand until now?

She has never had friends, nor a confidant. What she thinks she has is just her wishful thinking.

Le Xiaoyi's hand holding the sword began to tremble, resisting the urge to abandon the sword, trying his best to maintain the seemingly vulnerable peace.

Ji Yuxuan was so immersed in her own thoughts that she failed to notice Le Xiaoyi's sudden gaffe.

Behind Ji Yuxuan, Qin Youyuan turned around.

Seeing the sword in Le Xiaoyi's hand piercing Ji Yuxuan's shoulder, a look of shock flashed across Qin Youyuan's eyes. She was so shocked that she involuntarily let go of her hand, allowing Qin Yun to fall back to the ground, clutching her throat in discomfort and coughing.

The movement behind him brought back Ji Yuxuan's sanity and also awakened Le Xiaoyi.

"Le Xiaoyi." Ji Yuxuan stared into her eyes and suddenly called her name.

Le Xiaoyi panicked for no reason, resisted the urge to run away, looked back at Ji Yuxuan pretending to be calm with a wooden face, but didn't dare to say a single word.

She was afraid that if she loosened her clenched teeth, she would shed tears under Ji Yuxuan's indifferent eyes.

Ji Yuxuan was silent for a moment, her eyes became colder and colder, her struggle was well concealed in her deep pupils, and she slowly said a word: "Are you really going to be my enemy?"

Le Xiaoyi once thought that he would no longer cry as much as he did when he was a child.

Later she realized that no matter how hard she worked to grow up, as long as she was facing Ji Yuxuan, Ji Yuxuan's cold and unfamiliar eyes, no matter how irrelevant she said, would be enough to make her cry.

She wanted to say no.

She will never be her enemy in this life.

But she couldn't speak.

Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, taking root, and she dared not move forward, nor could she retreat.

He exhaled, as if he wanted to spit out all the blood from the apex of his heart.

Swallowing the sweet fishy smell welling up in his throat, Le Xiaoyi spoke out a word calmly: "Yes."

She drew back the Sixuan sword, and brilliant flowers bloomed from the splashed blood.

Putting her love on the sword, now this sword is so heavy that she can't hold it stably.

Dark shadows appeared in front of Ren's eyes, and Le Xiaoyi's chest was overwhelmed, but his face was calm: "Ji Yuxuan, put away your kindness, and remember your identity."

Ji Yuxuan never thought that one day, she would need someone to remind her of her identity.

Her identity is the Young Mistress of Xuantian Palace.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and Ji Yuxuan looked at Le Xiaoyi with completely cold eyes.

She never got what she wanted.

Le Xiaoyi didn't see how Ji Yuxuan made the move.

When she reacted, the acupoint she just opened was sealed again, and this time, Ji Yuxuan completely sealed her acupoint, not only stopped her movement, but also tapped her dumb acupoint.

The next moment, the scabbard knocked her knees, and there was a sharp stabbing pain.

Her body fell to the ground heavily, and her knees hit the ground with a thud.

Ji Yuxuan bullied her, condescendingly, pinched Le Xiaoyi's chin without mercy, and raised her face.

His fingertips gently brushed over Le Xiaoyi's eyebrows, removing the disguise on her face little by little, revealing the delicate and supple but extremely forbearing face hidden under the disguise.

There seemed to be many emotions hidden in her pair of light-colored pupils, which were too complicated to distinguish one by one.

"Why?" Ji Yuxuan murmured for no reason, as if she was asking Le Xiaoyi, but also as if she was asking herself.

Why is it that Le Xiaoyi is obviously disobedient, but she still can't hate her?

She bent her lips and smiled, her eyes seemed tender, but the tenderness was only on the surface, and the deeper places were hard to understand or see.

Le Xiaoyi listened to Ji Yuxuan's whisper, her heart seemed to fall into the abyss, covered with layers of ice.

She couldn't move, so she could only be forced to submit to Ji Yuxuan in this posture of submission.

Seeing Ji Yuxuan approaching her, he pressed his cold lips on her forehead.

At the same time, Ji Yuxuan's hoarse, magnetic and seductive voice sounded in his ears: "There is no need for a reason, Le Xiaoyi. From now on, you can use all means to try to escape from my hands."

Qin Yun noticed that Le Xiaoyi's situation was not good, and her expression changed suddenly.

But before she had time to take any action, Qin Youyuan stood in front of her, with a smile: "What? My good sister, you cross the river by yourself, and you can't protect yourself. How can you still distract others?"

The pain in Qin Yun's throat hadn't subsided yet, when she heard Qin Youyuan's voice, she shivered involuntarily.

She panted with difficulty, wiped away the fragile tears from the corners of her eyes, and maintained the last trace of stubbornness: "You Yuan, I came today to tell you that you can do whatever you want, and I know that you may not need to care about it at all. Whose opinion, with whose permission, but I will say it anyway."

Qin Yun took a deep breath to dispel the convulsive pain in her lungs: "I will find a way for those old antiques at home. Don't worry, I will never let them force you again."

Even if she wants strength but no strength, or influence but no influence, she is Qin Youyuan's older sister.

Even if Qin Youyuan strangled her throat and people from Xuantian Palace surrounded her, she never doubted Qin Youyuan, she believed that Qin Youyuan would not kill her.

Even if she really died at the hands of Qin Youyuan, it would only be atonement for what she did in the past.

Youyuan...wouldn't kill her.

No matter what Qin Youyuan looks like, she is the one who will hold a lantern and make a wish to make her sister happy, her younger sister.