Chapter 2015: A Catastrophe (IV)

"Fuqing..."

Ye Jianxin stared at the crying girl in a daze, his heart aching like a knife.

In fact, over the years, not only Xuanzhen and the five elders doted on Fuqing, but he also often guided Fuqing's cultivation.

He has been cutting stone trees all year round, and Xuanzhen often told him how far Fuqing's cultivation has reached and what method is more suitable for cultivating Fuqing. In fact, he was secretly guiding her.

Now that Fuqing's life is in danger, as an uncle, he must want to do his best to save her life.

But he is not a fool.

If he died here, Fuqing would have no chance of survival.

What should he do...

Should he really take a gamble and use his life to exchange for Qi Ying's momentary kindness?

Ye Jianxin slowly drew out the two swords behind him, one sword stood on the ground, and the other sword suddenly pressed against his neck.

Seeing this, Qi Ying's eyes were filled with joy: "Quick, cut it down, and I will let her go. I mean what I say!"

Fuqing...

Ye Jianxin looked straight at Fuqing, who was stunned, and finally sighed.

Just when he was about to draw his sword to commit suicide, Fuqing's trembling palms gradually clenched. Seeing her loved one dying tragically, she finally regretted it.

"Don't do stupid things!"

At this moment, Fuqing really mustered up the courage and shouted out the words from the heart.

Hearing this, Ye Jianxin looked up blankly, and in his vicissitudes of life, there was a turbid and gratified softness.

"Qing'er, I have no regrets to see you grow up before I die."

When Ye Jianxin was about to draw his sword to commit suicide, a cold light suddenly came from a distance with the force of thunder.

"Bai Chen!"

Seeing the person coming, Ye Jianxin was shocked, because the direction Bai Chen was going was exactly the direction of Qi Ying.

"Are you Bai Chen? Don't come over, or I'll kill her!"

Qi Ying's old hand trembled, and he suddenly drew out the sword from his waist and pressed it against Fu Qing's neck.

But Bai Chen didn't move at all, instead he directly hung the Wind God Sword upside down in front of him, and the handprint of his other hand danced rapidly, it seemed that he was going to perform some spiritual skills.

The appearance of Bai Chen completely broke the situation here. No matter what, once Qi Ying and Bai Chen fought, Ye Jianxin would have a chance to save Fu Qing.

It was death anyway, Qi Ying's old eyes were full of resentment, and he glanced at Ye Jianxin, and found that Ye Jianxin's feet began to flash with a faint fluorescence, ready to save people at the critical moment.

"Damn it! If I can't survive, then this girl will be buried with me!"

The dream was shattered, Qi Ying remained calm in the face of danger and chose the most sensible way to kill!

With a touch of madness in his eyes, Qi Ying suddenly swept Fu Qing's neck with a sword.

And at this moment, the blood splashed under his own neck.

"This...!"

Qi Ying stood there in disbelief, staring at Bai Chen's upside-down ancient sword suddenly stopped in the distance. Now, he finally saw clearly that this move was the magic skill of Demon Lord Luo Xi, Yao Chi Guan Hai...

The ability of Yao Chi Guan Hai was powerful and strange to the world.

Qi Ying saw everything clearly before he died, but it was too late.

Plop!

He fell straight to the ground, blood flowing down his body, dyeing the gravel on the ground red.

Ye Jianxin also moved quickly in an instant, appeared beside Fu Qing, and cut the rope on her body.

"Bai Chen, take good care of her, I have to go back to Zhu Xian quickly..."

"No need."

Before Ye Jianxin moved, Bai Chen interrupted him.

With sad eyes, staring at Fu Qing with a dull face, Bai Chen walked slowly.

Fu Qing looked at this annoying man with her beautiful eyes in shock as he walked in front of her. Her pretty face was grim: "It's all you. It's all you who caused my Zhuxian Sword Sect to fail--"

"Pa!"

A crisp slap hit Fu Qing's little face hard.

This slap was so powerful that it knocked her to the ground on the spot.

"You dare to hit me...!" Fu Qing lay on the ground, covering her swollen face, tears streaming down her face.

Ye Jianxin didn't say anything about Bai Chen's actions, but he was filled with grief and anger, unable to calm down.

"Xuan Zhen died, Ji Xuqing died, and 100,000 people in the Zhuxian Sword Sect died because of you. Why don't you repent until now?"

Bai Chen's cold eyes looked down at Fu Qing with undisguised disgust.

To him, the woman in front of him was even more disgusting than Qin Yueli and Hua Dounan of the Fengyan Dynasty. However, she happened to be Xuanzhen's daughter...

"If it weren't for Xuanzhen, I would never keep you." Bai Chen suddenly turned around and exhaled a long breath of turbid air: "Ye Jianxin, take her and follow me back to Zhuxian Sword Sect."

After the voice fell, Bai Chen lifted his hands into the air.

Fuqing covered half of her face and didn't know what to say.

It's not that she didn't repent, but she didn't dare to repent.

Because the mistake she made was too big.

After she killed Xu Youzhu, who was the best to her, with one sword, she embarked on a road of no return.

Now her father and the five elders who loved her were all gone, and the 100,000 people in the sect were all turned into bones. How could she accept such a tragic situation?

If it weren't for her willfulness, in just one day, all the members of Zhuxian Sword Sect would leave Beichen...

"Uncle, am I guilty of a thousand deaths?"

Fuqing turned her head and looked at Ye Jianxin in a daze.

Hearing this, Ye Jianxin's expression darkened: "You are the daughter of Senior Brother. Living well is Senior Brother's greatest wish."

…

The mountain behind the Zhuxian Sword Sect is lined with more than 100,000 tombstones. At a glance, it looks particularly desolate.

Standing in the cold wind, Bai Chen stood at the head of the crowd and tilted the wine bowl in his hand slightly.

The wine spilled down, and the sadness in Bai Chen's eyes was uncontrollable.

From coming to Beichen to now, Xuanzhen has really helped him a lot.

However, it ended up like this in the end. Was it Fu Qing's fault or his?

"Perhaps, if I hadn't come to the Immortal Killing Sword Sect back then, you wouldn't have died..."

Bai Chen threw the wine bowl on the ground and blamed himself deeply.

"It's not your fault! It's obviously because she's ignorant!" Chu Junran pointed angrily at Fu Qing, who was wearing a white filial belt beside her, with hatred in her eyes.

All eyes were focused on Fu Qing.

Facing the scorn of everyone, Fu Qing now didn't say a word. She stared at the four characters "Xuanzhen Taoist" on the tombstone, her eyes blurred with tears.

Looking back on the past, no matter how much trouble she caused, her father would forgive her.

But now, with her father under the pressure, will he forgive her again?

"Let's go."

With his back to everyone, Bai Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed softly.

The Demon Immortal Ancestor wiped his dim eyes and began to lead everyone away.

At this moment, Bai Chen suddenly said again: "Junran, Shengyu, you two should also leave Beichen."