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Chapter 45 Help Me Kill Someone
After waiting for a long time, he observed that the two of them showed no signs of waking up.

But she didn't rush in. Instead, she hid vigilantly and released her spiritual consciousness to explore the situation in the water prison.

In the middle of the cell, Yong was sitting cross-legged on the water-soaked ground with his eyes closed. Suddenly he opened his eyes.

Jing Yue'er outside the prison was struck by a force that blocked her consciousness.

A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Duan Yong used to be impeccable.

If it weren't for that power just now, she really wouldn't have discovered that his realm was higher than hers!
"Since you're here, why don't you come in?" A message came into Jing Yue'er's ears.

Hearing this, Jing Yue'er hesitated for a moment before walking in.

The wide hood covered half of her face, leaving only a delicate lower jaw.

Duan Yong touched his chin with one hand and looked at her jokingly, "Sister Yue'er is dressed like a secret lover."

Jing Yue'er twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a mocking arc.

"Young Master Duan is really leisurely."

Duan Yong was detained separately from the other Tianshengdao disciples. He had just walked all the way. Every disciple in the other cells was not downcast and panicked.

On the other hand, Duan Yong was still in the mood to tease others.

Duan Yong shrugged, looking indifferent, "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."

Jing Yue'er glanced at him with wary eyes. The water prison had a magic circle set up by the elders, and the spiritual power of anyone imprisoned here would be suppressed.

But the spiritual power Duan Yong released just now didn't look like it was suppressed at all.

"Why didn't I realize you were hiding so deeply before?"

Duan Yong chuckled and said, "Both each other, but when I saw the fairy for the first time, I saw what kind of person the fairy was."

Hearing this, Jing Yue'er's eyes revealed a look of excitement. She raised her eyebrows and said "Oh", deliberately raising her voice.

"Master Duan, why don't you tell me, what kind of person am I?"

Duan Yong raised the corners of his lips evilly, "Fairy should know that there is always some kind of connection between people of the same kind."

Jing Yue'er let out a sneer, took off her hood, and found herself in the darkness, no longer her usual weak look.

A pair of big round eyes full of calculation, and a creepy smile on his face.

Duan Yong stopped his careless smile, and sparks arose from the friction between the two of them. Neither one wanted to lower his head first.

Jing Yue'er took the lead to break the deadlock, "Now you have only one choice, which is to cooperate with me and I will let you out."

"Then I'll choose the second option." Duan Yong refused to follow the path paved by Jing Yue'er.

"Death!" Jing Yue'er laughed at his overestimation.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to help me kill someone."

Duan Yong was a smart man and he immediately guessed who she wanted to kill. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me do it on your territory. I'm afraid Sister Yue'er thinks I've lived too long."

"Who asked you to take action in Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Oh? What does sister Yue'er mean?"

"I have a way to get her down the mountain, and I will be waiting for your good news then." According to the timeline of the previous life, a severe drought began in the world at this moment, and mortals had no choice but to go up the mountain to seek them for rain. At that time, the sect would send disciples there To descend into the human world, all it takes is to replace this disciple with another one.

Only by solving this serious problem can she sit back and relax completely.

Even if she has superb swordsmanship, she is still a mortal body, so how can she be Duan Yong's opponent.

Thinking about it, the smile on Jing Yue'er's face gradually twisted.

Suddenly, Jing Yue'er stopped smiling and returned to her calm demeanor.

Duan Yong looked at her and couldn't help but feel worried. He thought of her too simply. This woman was even crazier than he imagined.

Jing Yue'er opened her hands and made a hand seal. A dazzling light enveloped the two of them. After the light disappeared, there was a red mark on their wrists.

Duan Yong squinted his eyes, and after seeing the mark on his wrist, he pressed his tongue against his cheek, and his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling fell on the pretty girl.

Seeing this, Jing Yue'er opened her big, watery eyes and showed an innocent smile, "Don't look at me like this. Since we are cooperating with each other, it is just to make both parties feel at ease."

"Then it's time for Sister Yue'er to fulfill her promise." Duan Yong stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his body.

After performing a dust-removing technique, the water-soaked robe instantly became brand new.

Jing Yue'er's beautiful eyes narrowed and she looked at him strangely, "Your spiritual power has not been suppressed?"

In this case, why not escape as soon as possible.

"How can I do that? I can only cast some small spells." Duan Yong said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Jing Yue'er had no doubt that he was there. The formation that suppressed spiritual power in the water prison was personally laid by the fifth elder of the formation cultivating department, and no one could break it.

Jing Yue'er glanced at the Qianji Lock hanging on the prison door. She held a yellow talisman paper in her right hand with the shape of a key drawn on it.

She recited the mantra silently, and then the talisman was thrown out and automatically landed on the Qianji Lock. The next second, the door lock opened and the talisman turned into ashes.

Duan Yong clapped his hands in amazement and walked out of the cell, his upper body in the shadows.

"I always thought that my sister Yue'er was very good at swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that my sister's talisman skills were so superb and she could actually confuse the fake with the real one."

The Qianji Lock is the proud work of Qianji Valley. This lock is indestructible by water and fire, and cannot be broken by magic. It can only be opened with a fixed key. If the lock is forcibly broken, it will explode instantly. Its power is like the self-explosion of the golden elixir by a foundation-building monk. Generally large.

For Jing Yue'er, praise is the most useful thing. She raised her head unconsciously and glanced at him with arrogant eyebrows. "Stop flattering me. You should think about how you can sneak out quietly with so many people." Here it is.”

Hearing this, Duan Yong curled his lips in disdain, "Who said I would save them? Those idiots will die as soon as they die."

Jing Yue'er seemed to have expected that he would make this decision, so she was not shocked.

Duan Yong's eyes rolled rapidly, and he stretched out his hand to hug Jing Yue'er's shoulders, "I believe that sister Yue'er will find a way to leave here quietly, right?!"

Jing Yue'er looked disgusted and slapped the hand off her shoulder, "Go straight north from the back mountain. There is a forest full of poisons and miasma. Whether you can get out depends on your ability. "Jing Yue'er played with her long hair hanging on her chest with a charming look.

Jing Yue'er was worried that if she waited too long, the people watching outside would wake up.

She smiled charmingly, put one hand on Duan Yong's face, and said in a seductive voice, "The next step is up to you. I'm waiting for good news from you!"

Duan Yong smiled and retracted his hand before Duan Yong's hand touched her.

Duan Yong paused and suddenly remembered something.

(End of this chapter)