Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 339 Little Jiang, your hands are getting cold.

Taiqing was already insane, and now, after being beaten bloody by the Seven Emotions Dao-Slaying Tribulation, her temperament became even more manic. She tried to fight the red-skirted witch again, when suddenly the sound of clashing swords and galloping horses came from the distant sky. Twelve bronze chariots crushed the clouds, and sitting at the head was none other than Xie Laodeng, whom Duan Huaige could never stand.

At this moment, however, Duan Huaige felt as if he were seeing his dearest father-in-law, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Here they come! Finally, someone who's genuinely here to save lives!
Duan Huaige burst into tears of joy. She had almost ruined herself with the last move she made... Fortunately, Xiao Xie managed to summon her father in the end.

Xie Changming glanced down without making a sound, and only after confirming that his daughter was alright did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief. But when he looked back at the battlefield, he suddenly paused, sensing that something was amiss…

Didn't Cangling say there was only one demoness, Taiqing? Who is this demoness who's holding Duan Huaige tightly and whose soul banner behind her is also emanating a cool, black aura?

"Uncle Xie, hurry up! Don't let Taiqing get away!" Duan Huaige shouted. "She wiped out the entire Shu Mountain sect. Bring out any weapons you have. Don't show any mercy!"

"Shut up!" Tai Qing glanced at him coldly. At this moment, her resolve to stay and slaughter Longhu Mountain began to waver. The military personnel were not actually that scary; they were just a bunch of ants. What was truly terrifying were the things the military had unearthed from Kunlun Ruins.

These twelve bronze chariots are the best example. In ancient times, they were used to transport forbidden artifacts. Each chariot was forged with the soul of a Yin dragon as its spirit. If they have figured out how to form a battle formation with the chariots, then today, let alone escape unscathed, even running away would be difficult.

Upon hearing Duan Huaige's words, Xie Laodeng immediately ceased his hesitation and ordered the three dragon-drawn carriages, each filled with bronze boxes, to open. The mechanisms clicked and clattered, revealing a broken stone tablet steeped in the primordial energy of Xuanhuang. The tablet was then quickly activated and shone towards Taiqing!

When the light from the stone tablet shone on Taiqing's red lotus and green lotus avatars, the avatars seemed to suffer a severe blow, and began to crack inch by inch. Even the causal threads in the hands of the red-skirted witch Xiao Jiang seemed to be affected, becoming less resilient and instead exhibiting a strangely bent posture.

Taiqing groaned, purplish-black blood flowing from his seven orifices. "You're all courting death... You even dared to touch the boundary marker..."

Having said that, she decided not to get entangled with these ants who dared to dig up anything. Dense golden Nirvana patterns appeared on her arms, and she blasted them into the void. Jiang Xiyu's eyes flashed, and her three thousand strands of afflictions ignited into black flames under the pressure of the broken stone tablet of the military headquarters, scorching Taiqing's divine soul lotus.

"court death!"

Taiqing roared angrily, the main banner of the Heavenly Demon Emperor's Domain Soul Banner wrapped her soul, and the other twelve banners self-destructed, stirring up a shockwave.

Everyone was shaken to their core by the impact, but fortunately, Duan Huaige was protected by the red-skirted witch Jiang Xiyu, so he was the least injured. When the smoke and dust cleared and the clouds dispersed, only a small figure remained in the air, falling steadily downwards.

Oh my god, that heartless little Taoist priest is about to crash!

Duan Huaige instinctively wanted to rush to the rescue, but was grabbed by the collar by the real Little Jiang the Demon King beside him, who said in a low voice:

"Saving other women in front of me, aren't you showing me too little respect?"

Duan Huaige: ?
No... this little loli is at most a girl, what kind of woman is she... Xiao Jiang, how come you get jealous of everyone after you turned evil?

“We’re the closest and the least injured. We can’t just watch her fall and die,” Duan Huaige said anxiously. Although he and the little black-hearted girl didn’t get along, he couldn’t bear to watch her get seriously injured.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at her indifferently, and suddenly a thread shot out from her three thousand strands of hair, tethering Zhang Zhiyao and stopping her fall. Duan Huaige breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this: "Little Jiang, I knew you wouldn't be so cold-blooded even if you turned evil..."

"Oh? Do you know who I turned evil for?" Jiang Xiyu's small hand gently climbed up Duan Huaige's cheek, slowly moving down to grip his neck, her nails lightly rubbing his veins as she said, "Guess, there's a reward if you guess right."

"..."

At this moment, Xie Laodeng and the other military personnel recovered from their shock. Seeing that one female demon had been driven away, and seemingly another, they immediately went on high alert. It seemed they were waiting for Xie Laodeng's order to repeat their previous tactics and kill the red-skirted witch, Xiao Jiang, as well!

For a fleeting moment, Duan Huaige seemed to genuinely sense a trace of sadness emanating from the true "Little Demon King Jiang" before her. She glanced indifferently at the military personnel and others, then turned her gaze back to Duan Huaige, saying:

"What, are you going to let them do it?"

Despite the icy, stinging sensation in his neck that gave him a premonition that his life was in danger at any moment, Duan Huaige still did not choose to call for help. He gasped for breath and spoke with difficulty to Xie Laodeng in the distance:

"Uncle Xie, I'm alright...she won't hurt me!"

"Oh? Where do you get the confidence that I won't hurt you?" As she spoke, the female demon Jiang Xiyu seemed to have a rebellious streak, tightening her grip on Duan Huaige's throat: "You don't think I'm reluctant, do you?"

"I'll kill you, then let you live inside my Emperor's Banner, and we can be together for eternity. Then you won't have to be fickle anymore, right? Hehehe..."

Duan Huaige shook his head and said with difficulty, "It's not that you can't bear to part with me, it's that I can't bear to part with you... I would rather die in your hands than have you die."

"Little Jiang, your hands are colder than when you were little... It's my fault, I haven't warmed your hands since you grew up."

Jiang Xiyu was stunned upon hearing this, and tears streamed down her face. She suddenly grabbed Duan Huaige and asked, "Xiao Duan, I'm asking you, are you willing to die with me?"

Duan Huaige: "..."

Taiqing, look at the soldiers you trained! They've all become as insane as you! Give me back my innocent, kind, and adorable childhood sweetheart, Xiao Jiang, you bastard!

"If someone has to die, I hope it's me who dies and you who lives," Duan Huaige said softly. "Because I can't live in a world without you."

“Me too…” Xiao Jiang cried and laughed, looking like a madwoman: “Xiao Duan, please don’t die… I’ll agree to anything you want… You can be with Yan Qiuxi, or with Qin Shuangjiang, or with Cang Ling… I can accept any of that, I just beg you not to die, okay?”

She threw herself into Duan Huaige's arms and cried uncontrollably. Gone was the alluring and seductive witch-like aura she once possessed in her red dress; all that remained was a pitiful, hurt childhood sweetheart from next door. Duan Huaige was momentarily at a loss, and could only gently pat her shoulder and hold her close to comfort her.

The crying gradually subsided, and a strange light flashed in the witch Jiang Xiyu's eyes. The next second, little Jiang looked up at her with a blank expression:
"Wait... Duan, what are you doing? Taiqing finished fighting and you're already taking advantage of me?"

(End of this chapter)