My enemies became my companions

Chapter 198 Give a Name (Additional Two-in-One)

Yin Weiying has lost all desire to live.

Everything was exposed, even the last bit of fig leaf was ruthlessly torn off and thrown on the ground.

She didn't know what to say. Chen Yi was simply a curse on her. Nothing good would happen if she met him. He seemed to be sent from heaven to subdue her. He could find any excuse to torture her to death.

Yin Weiying's legs went weak and she fell into Chen Yi's arms, regretting her decision so much. She shouldn't have come to this Hehuan Sect, let alone entered this pagoda.

Every time I hit rock bottom, I thought things would finally turn around, but I was pushed to an even lower low.

Snapped.

Yin Weiying, who was speechless, stared with his eyes wide open, his cheeks flushed, and looked at Chen Yi in panic.

The man looked at her with a smile, his hand still lingering there, as if rubbing it.

Chen Yi joked, "I thought you had changed your personality, but after all this time, it turns out that Luan Huang is still Luan Huang."

Yin Weiying's face was burning hot, she pursed her lips and looked at him, then said:
"That's it... I'm more restless than you think."

"Oh?" Chen Yi dragged out his tone meaningfully.

Yin Weiying knew that he could not escape the disaster, so he had to bite the bullet and said:
"Those dirty words you said, from now on...from now on, it's up to you..."

The further she spoke, the quieter her voice became.

Yin Weiying remembered a lot of his dirty talk. She didn't want to remember them, but people always have a good memory for things that frighten them. And because she was acting as a puppet, Chen Yi's dirty talk was even worse, and he added actions. He wanted to play with everything, not just the twin lotuses, but also the ones that bloomed at midnight.

What has she become of this kind of desperate act? Yin Weiying lowered his eyes, feeling unhappy, but unable to muster up the energy.

Anyway, I am just a cauldron...

Yin Weiying grasped the hem of her clothes. In front of him, she, the daughter of King Jing, had no say in anything.

Chen Yi took advantage of her with a slight smile, and her breathing became terribly rapid.

The daughter of King Xiang looked at this scene with some worry, and couldn't help but regret, wondering if she had done something wrong.
Donggong Ruoshu stepped back awkwardly and turned his head away.

After Chen Yi pondered for a while, he said calmly:
"You are really too restless."

Although he was well prepared, Yin Weiying's heart was almost in his throat.

It was just like listening to the county magistrate's decision in the court.

"You have to follow me, of course."

Chen Yi smiled and asked:

"But if I give you a title, will you be more obedient?"

Princess Jing was stunned for a moment.

Then she heard Chen Yi say:

"When you get back, you will come to my house and sign your name to become Little Fox's sister."

"How is this possible! I am the daughter of King Jing!"

Yin Weiying resisted subconsciously.

"What if I force you?"

"You! I…"

Yin Weiying was speechless and his lips trembled.

Chen Yi smiled, stroked her shoulder blade and said:
"It doesn't matter whether you stay at my house or not. No matter what, I will treat you as my woman from now on."

After saying this, regardless of whether Yin Weiying agreed or not, he kissed her lips, and after grabbing her wantonly for a while, he gently let her go.

The nun in white stood firm, and was shocked to find that her thoughts were in disarray. Yes, she regarded herself as a concubine, and sometimes she felt resentful that a noble like her did not even have a status. In the final analysis, it was just a feeling of injustice in her heart, not any expectation of a status or something.

Now he has made the decision to put her name in the mansion. Yin Weiying feels mixed emotions when she thinks about becoming his concubine, and a myriad of thoughts run through her mind.

Did he do this because he thought a lot in a short moment and realized that although she was restless, she was still his cauldron and would not disobey her, let alone kill her again? Or was it because she was injured, he thought about it and knew how to be more compassionate to her?
You know, Chen Yi could have continued to keep her as a concubine, humiliating her to the utmost and letting her enjoy all his physical desires. Anyway, she wouldn't even dare to refuse - she found that she couldn't guess what this man was thinking.

Women tend to think things are complicated, especially those like Yin Weiying who can't figure things out.

The reason for doing this is very simple for Chen Yi, just six words:
Just do whatever you want.

Chen Yi looked at Donggong Ruoshu, thought for a moment and said:
"Miss Donggong, I hope you can keep these things in your heart and don't tell anyone."

Donggong Ruoshu thought about it, and felt guilty towards Yin Weiying, so he nodded sincerely:
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that she is the Dinglu."

As soon as Donggong opened his mouth, the nun staggered.

She was really lucky to meet such a silly woman.

Chen Yi shook his head secretly, because he knew Dong Gong Ruoshu very well, and he actually understood Yin Weiying's feelings very well.

Donggong Ruoshu is too straightforward, and he is not as upright as Min Ning, but he is straightforward in his brain.

Otherwise, she would not have escaped from her marriage in the Western Jin Dynasty and come directly to Dayu.

But at the moment, Chen Yi has no intention of making close friends with her because he is not strong enough and she might kill him if she is not careful.

Chen Yi glanced at Yin Weiying and said:
"Can you still walk by yourself? You don't need me to carry you."

How could Yin Weiying let him carry him on his back, so he shook his head slightly.

Chen Yi didn't act pretentiously. He turned around and looked at the daughter of King Xiang who had been a light bulb for quite some time.

"Then do you want me to carry you?" Chen Yi asked softly.

He was in a good mood because of her jealousy and seemed very gentle.

Yin Tingxue was stunned for a moment, then nodded absentmindedly.

She hasn't carried it on her mother's back for a long time...

By the time she reacted and wanted to shake her head, she had already been carried on the man's back.

Feeling the breadth of his back, Yin Tingxue sniffed the scent and muttered:

"Not like my mother..."

Chen Yi was already a fourth-rank official, so he could naturally hear it. He didn't say anything, but just sighed secretly.

He really didn't want to be this girl's mother.

It's so awkward and strange.

Moreover, when she becomes a mother, will she still love him as much as she loves her husband?

Chen Yi thought about it.

Or, how about I bully him when I get back?
Chen Yi's thoughts were not yet sorted out when Donggong Ruoshu asked:
"Where to go next?"

Chen Yi replied calmly:

"Hunting down King Annan."

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Outside the pagoda.

Zhang Xuqu looked pale, gasped, and stumbled as he hurriedly walked through the dense forest.

It seemed as if the commander of the Western Factory was still following closely at a very fast speed.

The light in the forest was dim, and the grass and trees were casting lush shadows. He didn't know how long he had been walking, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the sun set.

He lowered his head and could see his severed wrist.

A thick scab formed on the wound.

"It's so fast!"

Zhang Xuqu said with emotion.

It was a pity that he was still talking nonsense at that time, saying that Chen Yi's knife was definitely not as fast as his.

Zhang Xuqu knew that when he first entered the fourth rank, his momentum was at its peak, so he didn't think about it. After this momentum passed, Chen Yi's sword was faster, or his own body movement was faster.

If you lose, you lose. Zhang Xuqu always knew when to quit, otherwise he would not be alive today.

There was a buzzing sound in the woods.

Zhang Xuqu turned around suddenly and saw a swordsman in a bamboo hat appear under the shadow of the tree, like a ghost.

Tongbei Shenyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Only after the swordsman came closer did he feel relieved.

"Damn it, he's so elusive."

Zhang Xuqu cursed angrily, and then said:
"Your last name is Chen, and you are wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a sword. It reminds me of an old friend." The Broken Swordsman walked closer slowly and saw the wound on Zhang Xuqu's wrist. His eyes were stern:

"who is it?"

Just two words were spoken, but murderous intent was already in the air.

The dead leaves fall from the trees, breaking without any wind.

The sixth-best sword in the world burst forth with its invisible energy, causing a hideous crack to appear on a towering tree.

"Who is it?" the Broken Swordsman asked again, the sword on his back already hissing.

Who was it that seriously injured him? Zhang Xuqu opened his mouth and was about to answer the broken swordsman with a sword on his back.

"My apprentice."

A voice suddenly came from among the dense grass and trees.

That was a one-armed woman.
She had no sword.

Zhang Xuqu was dumbfounded.

When he turned his head, it was shaking and his hands and feet were cold.

He only had to glance out of the corner of his eye to know who the woman was.

One-armed, Taoist robe, and lotus view.

Moreover, he appeared in front of the Broken Swordsman so complacently.

The ninth in the world, Yinjianshan Sword Armor, Zhou Yitang!

Zhang Xuqu, who had traveled all over the world, had seen people in the top ten of the martial arts list. He had even seen the true god Xu Qi from afar, but he had never seen two of the top ten people on the martial arts list appear at the same time.

And the most important thing is, this ninth-best swordsman in the world actually said that Chen Yi, the former captain of the Western Factory, was her apprentice?
When did Yinjian Mountain change the rules and start recruiting male disciples to the mountain?

Moreover, he became a disciple of Jianjia Sect at Cangwu Peak of Yinjian Mountain.

Among them, the shock was even greater than when Zhang Xuqu learned that the King of Annan who was in charge of the whip in the south of Dayu was actually a woman.

Zhang Xuqu looked at the Broken Swordsman, then at Zhou Yitang. If possible, he wanted to crawl into the ground and not disturb these two great men from reminiscing about the past.

The Broken Swordsman glanced sideways at the one-armed woman. In the past few years, they had only met each other three times.

The first meeting was at Di Ming Mountain in the Western Jin Dynasty. The two of them discussed swordplay in front of a lake. At that time, she was just a young Taoist priest, but she had already shown her talent in swordsmanship. Moreover, every word she said was like a long sword, perfectly fitting his sword path.

Shocked but not hurt. She seemed to have anticipated what he would say.

The second meeting was in the Western Jin Dynasty Imperial City. At that time, she was already wearing sword armor. She came alone and entertained the guests with her sword. As soon as the sword was swung, the mighty sword intent forced him back dozens of feet. She was wearing a Taoist robe whiter than snow, like a sword fairy who had descended to the earth.

The third side was at the Wuding River. The sword master of Yinjian Mountain had already entered the Nascent Soul realm. The two did not discuss swords, but discussed the Tao that he was not familiar with. The sky seemed golden, and there were faint cries of cranes in the wind. If she wanted to ascend to heaven, she only needed to strike with one sword. However, she still stayed in the human world, just like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original wish.

He believed that his sword skills had reached the pinnacle, while she was just a junior swordsman. Even though she was ranked ninth in the world at the age of 26, there was still a thousand miles of mountains and rivers between her and him.

But it was not until then, on the banks of the Wuding River that he had broken with his own hands, that the Broken Swordsman realized that although his sword had reached the pinnacle, her sword still had a long way to go.

Reaching the pinnacle means reaching the end, but the living sword of Yinjian Mountain is unimaginably far away.

Zhou Yitang walked over slowly. Her posture was not graceful like a lotus, but rather like a blend of dust and light.

The Broken Swordsman had come to his senses, and when he did, his sword was already in his hand.

It was a sword with a broken tip, an old hilt, and the cloth wrapped around the hilt was torn, but the blade was sharp and extremely thin.

The breeze blew by, and seemed to be split into two, turning into two wisps and moving away.

Zhang Xuqu's forehead was already covered in sweat. He felt that it was very abrupt for a fourth-rank warrior like him to appear here, as he was seriously injured. Why the hell should he appear between two first-rank masters, who were also among the top ten masters in the world? He shouldn't even be standing, but should be lying on the ground.

"The person who hurt him was my apprentice."

Zhou Yitang's cold voice sounded again.

The Broken Swordsman's brows were already furious, and his sword intent was rising steadily.

The Qi vibrated, and the dead leaves around them rolled up with the two of them as the center.

This seems to be a tragic moment of tit-for-tat...

"It's all wrong!"

Zhang Xuqu suddenly said loudly:

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I fell down by myself, my foot slipped accidentally and my hand was broken!"

These inappropriate words suddenly interrupted the tense atmosphere in the dense forest.

The Broken Swordsman glanced at him and said:
"The cut is pretty smooth."

"Excuse me, I didn't check the almanac before going out, and I didn't look at the road when I walked. This is what happened." Zhang Xuqu said with a smile.

He certainly believed that the Broken Swordsman would not be defeated by the Sword Armor, but the question was, what should he do?
He managed to save his life with the help of a secret treasure he obtained in his early years, but he was also tainted with the law of cause and effect. If he were to be targeted by the sword armor, he would probably die.

It should be noted that Yinjianshan Jianjia is first a Taoist priest, and then a warrior.

The top ten in the world, what a reputation, almost all of them are at the first-grade realm. Now, the Bodhisattva Sword Dragon has only its head but not its tail, and the true celestial being Xu Qi is the leader. She has fought with countless masters in the world, but she only praised the sword armor ranked ninth in the world as having the aura of a sword fairy. A master like her first destroyed Zhang Xuqu's soul and then was determined to leave. Could the Broken Swordsman stop her?
This is the terrifying thing about a first-rank master. Even if they are all first-rank masters, if they have no intention of dying, they can almost always escape unscathed.

What's more, Zhang Xuqu knew very well that Broken Swordsman was never good at saving people.

The Broken Swordsman glanced at Zhang Xuqu, then his eyes returned to Zhou Yitang.

Only then did he utter his first words of greeting:
"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Not very long."

"It's different for me. I don't have many years to live."

The Broken Swordsman spoke calmly, his tone neither heavy nor light, as if the matter of life and death was unimportant.

Zhou Yitang glanced at the Tongbei Divine Ape and said directly:
"You are seriously injured now. If you don't repair it in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to the fourth level in the future."

Zhang Xuqu heard the hidden meaning and his eyes widened.

"I have the power to bring back to life human flesh and bones."

The one-armed woman said calmly:
"It's more than enough to repair a broken hand."

Zhang Xuqu was stunned, then looked at Jianjia in disbelief.

He really wanted to ask, you have one arm, why don’t you use it?

Although he wanted to ask, he would not really ask such a question to the ninth in the world. He hesitated for a while, thinking that he had no other choice, so he made up his mind to give it a try:
"If Jianjia wants to help, it would be a great favor."

The one-armed woman then turned her gaze towards the Broken Swordsman.

There is no such thing as a free meal in this world. The Broken Swordsman naturally understood the meaning of this.

"I wonder what Jianjia wants to ask for?"

Zhou Yitang said calmly:

"About the life and death of my apprentice."

"What do you want?" Broken Swordsman asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Yitang did not answer directly, but said:
"It's actually two things. One is to exchange it with the method of resurrecting human flesh and bones, and the other is to use him as a gambler."

Hearing this, Broken Swordsman's frown slightly raised, and he became curious.

He didn't care that much about the former, but he couldn't help but be puzzled by the latter.

Yinjianshan Jianjia would actually gamble with others.

And the gambler was actually her disciple.

"Tell me his name."

"Chen Yi." Zhou Yitang said.

Zhang Xuqu lowered his voice and said to Broken Swordsman:

"That's the captain of the Western Factory. Some people also said he was a descendant of your Chen family. Is that true?"

The Broken Swordsman ignored the talkative Tongbei Divine Ape.

He still saw Zhou Yitang.

"Given our friendship, of course I can. Then, let's talk about the first thing first." Broken Swordsman always does things quickly and efficiently, and doesn't like to drag things out, so he asked again: "What do you want?"

"The sword that kills."

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