"I will give you a chance to choose. If you agree, I will let him go."

Although Ji Changyue was crazy, she still had only a trace of sanity.

Not to mention that Shen Lanhua, as the male protagonist, has the blessing of heaven and countless life-saving things on her body, so she can kill him. She killed the most proud disciple of the Yunshang Immortal Sect, and she will have to bear the consequences of the Yunshang Immortal Sect. of pursuit.

As the largest sect and with a legitimate name, she will face the pursuit of the entire world of cultivation, and there will no longer be a place for her in the world of cultivation.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Qingze raised his feet and walked towards Ji Changyue step by step. His ice blue pupils were dazzling. Seeing Ji Changyue's knife being sent forward again, Qingze's eyes darkened. "What conditions?"

If he doesn't agree, this female cultivator really dares to kill the son of destiny. If the son of destiny falls because of him, heaven will definitely punish him.

"You swear an oath in your heart that you will never have any murderous intention towards me or take action against me. Otherwise, your cultivation will be completely destroyed and you will not be able to ascend in this life!"

You can escape for a while, but you cannot escape forever.

The secret realm is a world of monsters, and there are still ten years until the exit appears. During these ten years, it will be easy for Qingze to kill her, but she must ensure that Qingze has no chance to do it.

"Heart Demon Oath." Qingze raised the corner of his mouth, "You know, the rules of the world are different from those of the outside world. I swear here today that I can still kill you after leaving the secret realm!"

His eyes were cold, and Ji Changyue was already a dead person in his eyes.

There was severe pain in the chest, and Bi Lingguo's spiritual power had no one to guide it. It gathered in the meridians, and the meridians were about to swell and burst.

Ji Changyue's hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble, her vision went dark, and her teeth bit her lower lip. She slightly supported the person in front of her to steady herself, "You just said you can't do it?"

Her eyes were fierce, as if she could take Shen Lanhua's life in the next moment.

The white clothes on Shen Lanhua's chest were stained with blood, matching the dark red on her arms.

Qingze stopped five steps away from Ji Changyue and Shen Lanhua, "I can swear that you let him go."

It's just an oath from the inner demon. If he wants to kill someone, there are plenty of ways.

Moreover, she is now seriously injured. Whether she can survive in the secret realm remains to be seen.

His dark eyes were fixed on Qingze. Qingze glanced at her and said, "Huan Hu Qingze, I swear here today that I will not do anything to the female cultivator in front of me. If I violate it, I will deal with it by the laws of heaven and earth."

After finishing speaking, a golden light struck from the blue sky and surrounded the two of them.

The golden light disappeared, Qingze felt the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth, frowned fiercely, raised his eyes and stared at the sky.

What bullshit rules? This female cultivator is obviously not a good person, but she still suppresses his cultivation. She even gave him a warning and suppressed his cultivation even further.

The rules were established. Ji Changyue removed the knife from Shen Lanhua's neck, held the handle of the knife, curled her fingers, and slowly took out two painkillers from the storage bag.

The elixir relieved some of the physical pain, and he walked out of Sumengze with the knife.

Although Qingze swore not to hurt her, the monks did not. Once they knew that the Biling Fruit was in her hands, they would not let her go.

It took Ji Changyue only half an hour to reach the Biling Fruit Tree, but it took Ji Changyue two full hours to leave.

When Ji Changyue turned around, Qingze suddenly transformed into a fox dumpling.

Qingze gritted his teeth as his icy blue eyes stared at Ji Changyue's thin back.

Sooner or later, he will kill her with his own hands.

Retracing dreams.

In the pitch-black cave, the man sitting cross-legged on the stone bed suddenly felt heart palpitations.

He opened his eyes, and his bright green pupils flashed with confusion.

What's going on? Why does his heart feel so uncomfortable all of a sudden?

"Uncle Qin, are you here? The elder wants you to go find him?"

Outside the cave, a monk wearing an outer disciple's uniform shouted loudly.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and walked down from the stone bed, "I know, I'll go right away."

When Qin Yang walked out, the disciple was still standing guard outside. Seeing Qin Yang lower his head slightly, he said, "Senior Brother Qin."

Qin Yang nodded, with a faint smile on his pale face, "Sorry to trouble you."

The disciple waved his hand, "It's no trouble." After that, he followed Qin Yang and asked with concern, "Uncle Qin, how is your health? I heard someone say that a six-petaled plant seems to have appeared in the snowfield of Beishan.

Tianxuelian should be useful to your body."

Qin Yang kept walking and said calmly, "It's an old problem. It doesn't matter."

There was no words between the two, and the atmosphere quickly became silent.

Fortunately, the cave where Elder Mingzhen is not far away, Qin Yang is at the door, "Master."

Elder Mingzhen's voice came from the cave, "Come in."

Qin Yang went in, but the disciple stayed outside the door.

Seeing Qin Yang entering the cave, an outer disciple standing aside waved, walked to the disciple Qin Yang, and lowered his voice.

"Why do you think Elder Mingzhen is looking for Master Qin? Master Qin has just finished his retreat and was called out by Elder Mingzhen before he even had a rest."

"I don't know." The disciple frowned, "This is a matter between the elders and uncle, we'd better not interfere."

"Hey, I'm just asking, why are you so serious? Master Qin's face is so pale. Is his health still not good?

Many people in our outer sect are disciples of Elder Mingzhen, even if they are registered disciples, but Elder Mingzhen only has one Master Qin. You said..." He paused, and his voice became even lower. "You said Master Qin?

My uncle is so weak. If he dies, will Elder Mingzhen accept new disciples?"

Before the disciple could scold him, he heard a female voice coming from behind.

"Which peak are you a disciple of? You have completed all your tasks?! You are such a talkative person, do you want me to find a place for you to talk for a year without stopping!"

The disciple quickly turned around, saw the person coming, raised his hands and saluted, "Uncle Wu."

Wu Chan nodded and looked at the disciple who was chewing his tongue, "Who taught you these words? Qin Yang is not dead yet, so he is concerned about his position. If he dies, wouldn't he have to celebrate warmly and force the elders to do so?

Take on a disciple!"

"Uncle Wu, spare your life!"

The disciple who was chewing his tongue wanted to grab the ground with his head and hurriedly begged for mercy. "No one taught me, it was... I was obsessed with it. Please forgive me this time, I will never dare to do that again!"

Wu Chan chuckled softly, "Since you are the one who wants to say it, then go to the outer door to brush your memory for a year, so as not to practice hard and lose everything you want every day."

Cleaning Gongtong's bucket is the job of a handyman disciple. As an outer disciple, how could he do such a dirty job!

But Wu Chan stared at him with a half-smile, and he agreed bravely, "Yes, uncle."

Wu Chan waved her hand, "Go ahead. Starting today, I will find someone to keep an eye on you. Don't think about being lazy."

After saying that, regardless of the disciple's ugly expression, he turned around and walked towards Elder Mingzhen's cave.
Chapter completed!