My enemies became my companions

Chapter 664 Sharing One Husband (Two Chapters Combined)
The wheels rolled over the wet, muddy road, leaving the small town, which had just survived a disaster, far behind.

The rain gradually subsided, but the sky remained overcast, the air was thick with moisture, and the stench of blood lingered in the river breeze.

Chen Yi, Min Ning, and Yin Weiying were traveling together in a car. The car was quite spacious, but at this moment it felt unusually cramped, and the atmosphere was rather subtle.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Zhao Deshan, along with several Shenxiao Sect disciples, bowed and saw them off by the roadside. Their expressions were complex and surprised, a mixture of awe, shock, relief at surviving a calamity, and a slight regret at not being able to personally quell the disaster.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Hero Min, we still need to travel to Dragon Tail City. Farewell, until we meet again." Zhao Deshan's voice was loud and clear, piercing through the silence after the rain.

Upon hearing the first few words, Min Ning glanced sideways at Chen Yi with a hint of smugness.

Chen Yi did not go to pick him up. He sat upright in the car and calmly glanced at Zhao Deshan: "What brings you to Longwei City, Daoist? It doesn't seem to be a place where demons dwell."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Deshan exchanged a slightly hesitant glance with the disciples beside him. He stroked his beard, seemingly considering his words, and finally lowered his voice to say:

"To be honest, my trip to the southern border is on the orders of my sect to subdue demons and monsters."

"Oh?" Chen Yi raised an eyebrow. "Where are the demons? And where do the monsters come from?"

Zhao Deshan lowered his voice even further, speaking with a hint of mystery: "The exact location is still unclear, but... but some time ago, when we were meditating and entering a state of deep meditation, we all... all received a dream revelation from our ancestral master!"

"A dream visit?" A hint of amusement flashed in Min Ning's handsome eyes. "Your ancestor is quite concerned, isn't he?"

Because of someone, she never had much affection for these Taoist priests.

Zhao Deshan ignored the teasing in Min Ning's tone, his expression growing increasingly solemn. He slowly said, "Our patriarch warned us in a dream that there were anomalies in the Southern Frontier's ley lines, and that a great demon might appear, stirring up the world and bringing chaos to all living beings! He ordered us to descend the mountain, prepare early, uphold the righteous path, and cleanse the demonic influence..."

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, and continued, "Moreover... the patriarch vaguely mentioned in his dream that this strange event is probably beyond the power of us mortals to deal with alone. Therefore, it is possible that... an unspeakable 'great figure' will descend upon this place!"

"A big shot?" Chen Yi's eyes finally flickered with a hint of emotion. "Which big shot?"

Zhao Deshan looked puzzled and lost, shook his head, and his beard swayed as he said, "Our patriarch was vague, only saying four words... 'the weapon of a hero.'" He repeated these four words, looking quite puzzled himself. "We have pondered them for a long time, but we still don't understand their meaning. Perhaps it is some kind of symbol? Or perhaps... it refers to a certain figure who has emerged in response to this opportunity?"

“A weapon of heroes…” Chen Yi repeated softly, nodding slightly: “Thank you for informing me, Daoist. In that case, please proceed, Daoist. We will take our leave first.”

Have a safe journey, everyone!

Zhao Deshan and the others bowed again, watching the carriage driven by the paper figures slowly drive into the increasingly dark twilight.

The carriage curtain fell, shutting out the outside world and leaving only the three of them.

The interior of the carriage was dimly lit.

Chen Yi leaned back in the main seat, and Min Ning naturally moved over and sat down next to him. The faint smell of blood that had not yet dissipated from her body, along with the damp and cold scent of rain-soaked clothes, mixed with her own vitality as bright as the sun, instantly filled the space beside Chen Yi.

Min Ning seemed quite pleased with this intimacy. She turned her head and stared intently at Chen Yi without saying a word, but her body tilted slightly, her shoulder lightly touching Chen Yi's arm.

Chen Yi neither pushed her away nor went along with her; he simply unconsciously moved closer to her.

Yin Weiying sat alone in the corner on the other side of the carriage, furthest from them. Her back was straight, and her face remained calm and serene.

However, her delicate hands, folded over her knees, silently clenched their palms.

She could even sense the unspoken intimacy between the two people opposite her, which made her feel uneasy.

Back then, she disliked seeing Chen Yi and Min Ning being close; now, she dislikes seeing Min Ning and Chen Yi being close.

With his eyes focused on his nose and his nose on his heart, Yin Weiying silently recited the Supreme Method of Forgetting Emotions, calming his mind.

The wheels rolled on, churning the rough road, the carriage creaking slightly with each bump.
The paper figure driving the carriage was silent, yet its movements were precise and fluid, dutifully leading the carriage, which carried a delicate love triangle, deeper into the heart of southern Xinjiang.

Min Ning suddenly moved, took out a hard piece of dry food from his small cloth bag, casually broke it in half, and handed it to Chen Yi's mouth without even looking at it, the action as natural as if he had done it a thousand times.

Chen Yi naturally ate it without hesitation. Min Ning smiled and wiped Chen Yi's lower lip and corner of his mouth, even though there were no crumbs there.

Yin Weiying's breathing paused almost imperceptibly for a moment, then he recited the words even faster.

Min Ning stretched comfortably, her phoenix eyes catching the female Taoist priest's movements out of the corner of her eye. The two of them had never gotten along well, not even during the Double Ninth Festival when they were at the Sword Viewing Pool.

She turned back to Chen Yi and suddenly asked, "How is it?"

Chen Yi turned his head and asked in return, "What do you mean, 'how about'?"

Min Ning chuckled and poked Chen Zunming's chest with her finger. "Chen Zunming, how about I slay the dragon?"

"That is naturally extremely efficient."

"Lilo, besides lilo?"

Chen Yi blinked and asked, "What else?"

Min Ning grabbed his collar with displeasure, leaned closer, and said in a rare soft and intimate voice, "Can you smell the chivalry?"

Chen Yi was silent for a while, and then said after a long time, "I can only smell the stench of sweat, you're suffocating me."

Min Ning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt a little lost.
However, seeing that his gaze was still intense, he came to his senses and burst into laughter again.

She was soaked through and only slightly dry, while this lustful ghost was clearly very aroused.

Having spent so much time together, how could she not know that Chen Zunming had a wide range of interests with women, and that he had learned those indescribable ways of playing around from who knows where? Even though she had only heard a little about them, she was still secretly shocked.

Fortunately, she didn't stay by his side for long, so she didn't have to bear the burden.

Thinking this, Min Ning raised an eyebrow and glanced at Yin Weiying.

Yin Weiying frowned slightly.

It's truly a case of a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs. Min Ning is so smug and carefree. Has she forgotten how loving she and Chen Yi were in the past?
The carriage traveled for two or three days, heading straight into Dragon Tail City.

The journey was unusually peaceful, which made Min Ning wonder why Chen Yi hadn't slept with her or Yin Weiying for the past few days. Could it be that Zhou Yitang had secretly mutilated him?
In short, we eventually arrived at Dragontail City.

The wheels rolled over the last stretch of muddy official road, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.

The outline of a huge and bustling city appeared, filled with the sounds of people, and the heat wave that hit him instantly dispelled the blood energy of Zhan Jiao.

Inside the carriage, Min Ning could no longer contain his curiosity. He lifted the curtain and his bright eyes scanned the bustling scene outside the window.

The vibrant, down-to-earth atmosphere and the rugged landscape of southern Xinjiang were clearly to her liking.

The carriage stopped near a relatively spacious crossroads, where shops lined the streets and people thronged.

"Wait," Chen Yi said briefly, then opened the car door and jumped out. Min Ning, however, was unwilling to wait and immediately followed, her movements swift and decisive.

Yin Weiying hesitated for a moment, then silently got up and followed them down; she couldn't leave the two of them alone.

The three of them blended into the bustling crowd.

Chen Yi had a clear goal. His eyes scanned the shops on the street like lamps, and he quickly locked onto a rather impressive-looking ware shop.

The shop is spacious, with several uniquely designed copper bells hanging at the entrance, making a crisp tinkling sound in the evening breeze. Inside, it is brightly lit, and the shelves display all kinds of utensils: exquisite porcelain, rustic copperware, polished woodenware, and even a few pieces of exotic silverware inlaid with gemstones.

"What are you going to do?" Min Ning pressed.

"I'll buy you a wine jug; yours is missing, isn't it?"

Min Ning was taken aback. She hadn't expected Chen Yi to be so direct, showing far less hesitation than before.

However, this suited her taste even better. "Distinguished guests! Please come in! What would you like to see? Our shop has everything!" The owner said with a beaming smile.

Chen Yi exchanged casual pleasantries, while Min Ning ignored the owner's enthusiasm, her gaze falling directly on a shelf against the wall displaying wine accessories. From delicate jade cups to large, antique leather wine bags, the selection was dazzling.

After a while, Chen Yi did not linger and went straight to an inconspicuous corner.

There hung a gourd there, about half a foot tall, with a warm, dark golden color. It was neither gold nor wood, with a smooth surface and a simple yet secure knot.

“This one,” Chen Yi said, pointing to the gourd in a calm tone.

Min Ning followed his finger and was slightly taken aback.

That was precisely the direction she had glanced at unintentionally.

Min Ning glanced at Chen Yi, who simply nodded slightly. Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a while, Min Ning's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the two of them were somewhat in sync.

A faint golden light flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, so fast it was almost an illusion.

The shopkeeper quickly took down the gourd and presented it, praising it highly. Chen Yi paid, and the gourd ended up in Min Ning's hands.

She lovingly stroked the smooth gourd surface.

Having acquired the new wine gourd, Min Ning could hardly resist. He immediately found a tavern on the street with a strong aroma of wine and filled the gourd with strong liquor from the southern border region.

The gourd felt slightly heavy in her hand, and the sound of the wine sloshing around inside was exceptionally pleasant. She uncorked it, and a rich, mellow aroma of wine wafted into her nostrils, making her take a deep breath.

"Fine wine, fine pot." Min Ning sighed, then turned to Chen Yi, her eyes brightening slightly. "How did you manage to pick this?"

Chen Yi retorted, "Min Yuechi, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

However, just a few words were enough to push Min Ning's mood to a new high. In fact, although life in the capital was more bitter than joyful, Chen Yi always managed to touch her heart in just the right way.

"Speaking of which, where did your apprentice Qingli go?" Chen Yi asked casually.

Min Ning snapped out of her daze and replied, "Her? After that incident, I took her to a Buddhist temple to recuperate temporarily. She wanted to come with me, but she couldn't."

Chen Yi nodded slightly; that was just right.

It's always easier to fool one person than two.

He did indeed hope beforehand that Qingli would not be around Minning.

Min Ning tied the wine gourd to her waist, which surprisingly complemented her fitted outfit. In high spirits, she turned her head to look at the silent Yin Weiying beside her, and with a hint of smugness, patted the gourd at her waist.

"Fairy Yin, look at this gourd, what do you think?"

Yin Weiying's gaze fell on the gourd, his eyes still cold and aloof, but seemingly more profound than usual.

Contrary to Min Ning's expectations, she did not speak coldly or even show the usual aloofness or sarcasm. She simply looked at the gourd quietly, then quickly glanced at Chen Yi beside her, whose expression remained unchanged. She then pursed her lips very slightly, and in the end said nothing, simply shifting her gaze back to the bustling street.

Min Ning's smug smile faltered slightly.

This reaction... is a bit off...

Normally, Yin Weiying would at least ignore it, so why would he be avoiding it so much?

A strange feeling crept into Min Ning's heart.

The three of them found a guesthouse that looked fairly clean to stay in.

The rooms were adjacent, with Chen Yi in the middle, Min Ning on the left, and Yin Weiying on the right.

As night fell, the hustle and bustle of Dragon Tail City gradually subsided.

Min Ning sat alone at her desk in her room, her fingers unconsciously stroking the gourd at her waist. The aroma of wine still lingered in her nostrils, but Yin Weiying's unusual silence during the day felt like a tiny thorn piercing her otherwise cheerful mood.

Not right.

Since their reunion, she was overjoyed and only cared about getting close to Chen Yi, observing his subtle changes, and enjoying his rare frankness.

However, Yin Weiying and Chen Yi seemed somewhat estranged, even more so than when they were in the capital.

"Zhuo Yu?" Min Ning whispered in her heart, "Don't you think there's something... off between Yin Weiying and Chen Yi?"

Deep within her heart, Zhuo Yu remained silent for a moment before saying, "I don't think so."

Min Ning was taken aback. "Huh? You don't even notice?"

“This is your business, not mine.” Zhuo Yu paused, then added, “I don’t know them.”

Upon hearing this, Min Ning frowned. Although she had gotten nothing out of asking Yu about this, her doubts only deepened.

Yin Weiying and Chen Yi used to be quite inseparable, but these past few days they've become so distant, they don't even seem like a married couple anymore...

Min Ning didn't think it was bad; she genuinely wanted to be with one person for life, but she felt... it was strange.

In the midst of my chaotic thoughts, I tapped, tapped, tapped.

Three clear and restrained knocks broke the silence of the night.

The sound came from her bedroom door.

Min Ning's heart skipped a beat. Who could it be so late?

Chen Yi? If he were coming, he would never knock on the door so politely...

She stood up, walked to the door with a hint of wariness, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, she asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then a clear, cool female voice rang out:

"It is I, Yin Weiying."

Min Ning paused slightly, her hand gripping the door bolt, a wave of doubt rising within her.

Yin Weiying?
Why did she knock on her door alone late at night?
Having roamed the martial world for many years, disguising herself as a man to uphold justice, she possessed a handsome and dashing appearance. Naturally, she encountered many embarrassing situations where women offered themselves to her and threw themselves into her arms, all of which she rejected either tactfully or firmly.

But right now... outside the door is Yin Weiying...

The two had been sworn enemies, and both knew perfectly well that she was a woman. There was absolutely no way that Yin Weiying would come to see her with any romantic intentions...

Min Ning suddenly realized something; it must be that Chen Yi wanted Yin Weiying to come...

What does he want to do?
Is it...

Do you want them...both of them together?!

This thought was like ice water poured over his head, instantly chilling Min Ning to the bone.

Chen Zunming's lecherous behavior must have some ulterior motive; I recalled his shameful ways of playing around.

He's been holding back these past few days since our reunion, is he actually plotting something so absurd?!
Yin Weiying, standing outside the door, seemed to sense the sudden deathly silence inside.

She didn't urge him, but simply repeated it word by word.
"Open the door,"
Min Yuechi, let us put aside our past grievances... and share one husband.

(End of this chapter)