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Chapter 1492 The Appearance of Baidixuan! (Part 4)
"Master will not be afraid."

Yu Xiaodie stared at the Shura Banshee, with mist in her bright and clear eyes, she was silent for a while, and said softly. "The master is just afraid... that he will disappoint us and his mother."

"Isn't it the same?"

The Shura banshee curled her lips, looked at the misty and bright sky outside the window, and said lightly. "Bai Dixuan stands too high. If it were me, I might not be able to reach his height. Although Qin Yang is the chosen one, he is not invincible."

"But I still believe that the master will defeat him."

Yu Xiaodie said firmly.

"I believe it too." Yun Qing and Jin Shu'er said in unison. Although they were worried, they could only comfort themselves by believing.

The Shura Banshee smiled and said nothing.

"Drink... my aunt still wants to drink... wine..."

At this time, Tong Lele, who was on the opposite bed, rolled around, pulling her collar with one hand, and groping around with the other, as if she was still looking for a drink.

Yu Xiaodie hurried over, stroking the opponent's back, trying to calm him down.

This wine was brewed in a jade vat full of spiritual energy, and it had a certain amount of spirituality, so even if it was a monk practicing martial arts, or taking a hangover elixir to release the alcohol, it would be difficult to wake up quickly from the drunken state.

"Xiao...Xiaodie?"

Tong Lele half-closed her eyes, her drunken eyes were hazy, her delicate and cute face was stained with a blush, she looked very attractive, she wanted to be bitten by someone.

She stretched out her arms around Yu Xiaodie's neck, gave a smack, kissed Yu Xiaodie's face, and smiled: "Seeing you...it's great, I knew...you girl can't die...uh... ..."

The girl hiccupped and continued, "I...I miss you so much."

"Mistress, Xiaodie also misses you very much."

Yu Xiaodie took the towel handed over by Yunqing, gently wiped Tong Lele's face, and said with a smile.

After Tong Lele met her today, both of them were very happy and held hands and talked a lot.

In the villa back then, Yu Xiaodie and Tong Lele had a good relationship. It was inevitable that they would be excited when they met their old friend after such a long time.Or maybe that's why Tong Lele drank a lot.

"Huh? Where's that old witch? Where's the old witch who took over Yutong... Yutong's body? I want... I want to teach her a good lesson..."

Tong Lele suddenly struggled to sit up, and said vaguely.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Shura banshee, and said lightly: "The three of you take her to another room, don't disturb Qin Yang's rest, I'll just take care of Qin Yang."

Yu Xiaodie hesitated for a while, so she had to go to other rooms with Yun Qing and the others carrying Tong Lele.

At this moment, only Shura Banshee and Qin Yang were left in the room.

It was rare for Qin Yang to relax himself. He lay sprawled on the bed, snoring softly, emitting a faint smell of wine from time to time, making the whole room filled with the smell of wine.

The Shura banshee stared at him blankly, her cold eyes gradually softening.

"The capacity for alcohol is so bad, and you drink like hell, you really think of yourself as that woman Murong Xiyao." The woman said helplessly.

After watching for a while, seeing Qin Yang moving his body from time to time, it seemed a little uncomfortable, she subconsciously held the other's hand, and passed some cold breath over.Although the alcoholism could not be relieved, it also calmed Qin Yang down.

At this time, Qin Yang grabbed her arm unconsciously, pulled her onto him by force, and began to kiss.

The Shura Banshee resisted at first, but slowly, her body softened, allowing the other party to demand the fragrance from her mouth, and didn't care about Qin Yang's hands wandering around her body.

"Yutong..."

The two kissed for a long time before they separated. Qin Yang grinned and murmured.

The Shura banshee froze, looking at the man in front of her, who had a slight smile on her lips, as if she was fantasizing about being close to Meng Yutong.

"If there is no predestined relationship in the previous life, wait for a reunion and make a wish in the next life."

The Shura banshee murmured softly, sighed softly, and took Qin Yang's hand out of her chest, with a look of loneliness and complexity in her eyes.

There was silence in the house.

One person is lying down and the other is sitting, as if forming a still painting, not moving for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly the burning candle on the table flickered slightly, shaking a ray of light and shadow in the room.

Shura Banshee's eyes flashed, and she placed her slender fingers on Qin Yang's neck intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a sneer, "It's hard to be quiet for a while, but there are always some dogs to spoil the atmosphere."

"Tell me, what will happen to him if he wakes up tomorrow morning and finds your body lying beside him?"

In the room, there was an indifferent voice.

But at some point, there was a lonely figure sitting by the table, a ray of dim morning light pouring in from outside the room intertwined with the shadow of the candle, reflecting half of the other person's face.

There was a bit of coldness on this half of his face, as well as that strong aloofness.

His hand rested lightly on the sword, as if it could be unsheathed at any time, and the aura emanating from his body seemed to envelop the entire room.

"Then believe it or not, before you kill me, I will kill him first."

The corner of Shura Banshee's lips curled up, and her sharp nails pierced the skin on Qin Yang's neck, bleeding out.

"You threatened me with his life and death, don't you think it's a joke?" The other party said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"It's ridiculous, but useful."

The Shura banshee didn't look at him, she still turned her back to him, and said softly. "Based on your ability, you have a hundred thousand chances to kill Qin Yang, but you haven't done it for a long time. Instead, you agreed to a decisive battle with him. Don't you just hope that you can kill the last trace of demons before you become immortal?"

"Heart demon?"

The other party looked at her with interest.

The Shura banshee said indifferently: "The price of going to the top is to kill your own wife and children with your own hands. However, when you kill them, you have already planted your inner demons. The most taboo thing for those who ascend to immortality is inner demons. Otherwise, with your current strength, you would have ascended to the Immortal Realm long ago, wouldn't you?"

"Qin Yang's appearance just gave you the opportunity to cut off the demons in your heart. That's why you agreed to fight with him, and the day of the decisive battle happened to be the day when the nine stars are in succession, which is the most suitable for ascending to the immortal. You can only threaten him if you cut it off yourself. Only when it comes to your Qin Yang can you successfully kill the inner demons and ascend to the fairy world."

Hearing the woman's words, Bai Dixuan tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with his fingers, his eyes were as indifferent as ever, and he remained silent.

"However, if I kill Qin Yang now, your inner demons will take root forever and cannot be eliminated. Even if you ascend to the fairy world, your future practice will be full of countless ups and downs."

Shura banshee slightly closed her fingers and said coldly.

"You're right. If I want to kill my demons, I must keep Qin Yang alive, at least sixteen days later." Bai Dixuan spoke slowly, but the subject suddenly changed. "But I want to bet on whether you dare to kill him."

Swish!
The sword light came out of its sheath, illuminating the dark room brightly, like white snow.

(End of this chapter)