Zhu Xian: I have an incredible comprehension, and my sword can open the gates of heaven!

Chapter 95: Women? They will only slow down my sword-drawing speed!

"Shh-"

Ji Changfeng's mind moved.

The next moment, he disappeared from the courtyard and came to a bamboo forest on the back mountain of Dazhu Peak.

Look around.

I saw a girl in green standing deep in the bamboo forest.

The aqua green dress she was wearing seemed to blend in with the surroundings. The faint moonlight shone on her delicate body, giving her a layer of mysterious gauze...

Biyao hesitated and looked ahead.

She wondered if she should keep going.

To know……

This Dazhu Peak is the territory of the Qingyun Sect’s leader!
She sneaked here by herself, and there was no one to help her. What if she was caught by the elders or the chief of Qingyun Sect...

Biyao gritted her teeth slightly.

The most sensible thing for her to do now is to leave here as soon as possible.

but……

When Bi Yao thought about the Holy Church's plan to attack Qingyun Sect tomorrow, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Worried about the young man in white who once saved him in the ruthless sea.

"Forget it, never mind!"

Biyao made up her mind to continue walking inside.

Although she couldn't tell Ji Changfeng directly that the Holy Church was planning to attack Qingyun Sect tomorrow, but...

You have to mention it to him more or less.

At least he should be mentally prepared, right?

Otherwise, what if something unexpected happens?
after all……

Almost the entire Holy Church has come out in full force for tomorrow's operation, even the old senior Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has come out. If something unexpected happens...

What should I do if Ji Changfeng is injured? !

Biyao pursed her lips slightly.

Just as she was about to go deeper into Dazhu Peak, a familiar chuckle suddenly rang in her ears——

"If you go any further inside, you'll be discovered by others."

Hearing this, Biyao's eyes suddenly lit up.

She quickly turned her head and looked deep into the bamboo forest, only to see a young man in white sitting on a blue stone.

The young man had eyes like torches, his white robe fluttered, and a casual smile hung on his handsome face. On his waist were two magic swords that he never left. Who else could it be but Ji Changfeng?
"Ji Changfeng!" Bi Yao's eyebrows curved.

She skipped to the boy's side and sat down next to him without caring about the stains on the bluestone.

"You are quite brave, aren't you? How dare you come to Dazhu Peak alone? Does your father trust you so much?"

Ji Changfeng asked casually.

If he had not appeared in time, if Bi Yao had taken a few steps forward, she would probably have been sensed by Tian Buyi.

"My father and the others don't know, I sneaked out by myself." Bi Yao said with a smile.

"Slip out..."

Ji Changfeng's mind moved, and he asked curiously: "Are you here specifically to see me?"

"What else?" Bi Yao raised her snow-white neck.

Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.

He probably knew why Bi Yao had risked her life to come and find him.

This affectionate girl in front of me probably heard that the Demon Cult was going to attack Qingyun Sect tomorrow, so she came to Dazhu Peak specifically to remind me...

"Hey! Ji Changfeng." A hint of sadness suddenly appeared on Bi Yao's pretty face. She looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky and said:
"Are we friends?"

"Okay." Ji Changfeng nodded.

If we are just friends, then it should be considered as such right now.

"Then..." Bi Yao turned to look at Ji Changfeng, a trace of sadness in her eyes, and said: "If one day you and I meet on the battlefield of the righteous and the evil, will you kill me?"

Hearing this, Ji Changfeng did not answer, but asked in return, "Will you kill me?"

"No!" Biyao shook her head without hesitation.

Ji Changfeng nodded and said, "Then I won't kill you, but..."

The voice changed.

He continued:

"Just because you won't kill me doesn't mean others won't kill me. Take the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for example. I killed two of their elders and cut off one of Old Monster Duanmu's arms. How could they let me go?"

Bi Yao bit her lip slightly and said firmly: "But my Ghost King Sect will not harm you!"

"Yes." Ji Changfeng nodded, without refuting this statement, and simply said: "Perhaps your father can let me go for your sake, but can he let my senior brothers and sisters, master and mistress go?"

"Obviously, that's not possible."

The feud between the righteous and evil paths has lasted for more than a hundred years?
The two sides have long been in a state of life and death.

Wanrenwang, as the ghost king of this generation, is also regarded as a hero in the demon world.

How could such a person show some softness just because of Bi Yao? !

Of course not.

Perhaps as a father, he is willing to make some concessions for his daughter, but the premise is that it does not affect his great cause...

Hearing this, Bi Yao fell silent.

She knew that what Ji Changfeng said was right.

They have different positions and both sides care about each other, so it is impossible for them to give up everything just to run towards each other.

Who can make this trade-off?

If it didn't involve other people, it would be fine. Bi Yao was willing to give everything for the one she loved, but if it involved someone close to her...

Anyone would be hesitant.

There was silence for a long time.

Bi Yao slowly raised her eyes, with some sadness in her moist eyes, and said: "What if one day, you went to Fox Mountain and the Demon Cult's headquarters, you..."

"Can you spare my father, Aunt You and the others' lives?"

"Save your father's life?" Hearing this, Ji Changfeng calmly shook his head and said, "No."

Tens of thousands of people come to be regarded as a hero of their generation.

Keeping the other person alive will only add various hidden dangers.

It would be better to kill him.

A woman? She would only slow down his sword-drawing speed!

"Shh-"

Biyao's face suddenly turned pale.

She looked at Ji Changfeng miserably, her tender red lips bitten by her leaving a trace of blood.

"certainly……"

Ji Changfeng changed the subject and said to himself without looking at Bi Yao's pitiful expression:

"If I can become invincible in the future and suppress all enemies in the world single-handedly, then for your sake, it's not impossible to spare his life."

Don’t say anything else.

Just because Bi Yao risked her life to come to Dazhu Peak to remind him today, this favor alone is enough to make people take her seriously.

Although he didn't need Biyao's reminder.

Hearing this, Bi Yao suddenly felt relieved.

Her eyes stared at Ji Changfeng blankly, and the ripples in her heart trembled slightly, as if triggered by something.

Do not know why.

An idea suddenly occurred to her.

Ji Changfeng——

You will become invincible soon!

"Thank you." Biyao said from the bottom of her heart.

"It's just a small thing."

Ji Changfeng waved his hand indifferently.