I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 242 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (112)

Seeing him like this, it was clear that he had remembered. Yu Jiuqing smiled, but with an unspeakable resentment, "Of course, he risked his life to save you. He even went through the time and space that the Moon Shadow Fan had retraced to save you, someone who had almost fallen into a brothel and turned into a puddle of mud..."

"But, he disrupted your life experience with the Moon Shadow Fan. He won't be alive for long."

"You know, in reality, you've been tortured to the point of resigning yourself to your fate. You've given up on yourself and stripped off your clothes to seduce a customer. The customer thinks you're ugly, slutty, and cheap, and pushes you down the stairs with contempt..."

"It was the people from the Jiugong Gate who came to rescue you and brought you to the Jiugong Gate."

"That Hua Jingmian knew it was a dream, yet he still desperately rammed into the invisible barrier, begging Yueyingshan to let him pass."

"Oh my, a blind man kept kowtowing to those who pushed him to the ground, begging them not to touch him, crying so miserably..."

"Yueyingshan couldn't bear it any longer and warned him that this was just a flashback dream. Even if he let him in, he would have to sacrifice his life for yours. He would still risk his life to change your fate..."

"Before he went in, there was no time to think about curing his eyes. He did something hilarious and refused, saying that the master didn't want anyone to see the mark on his face. The master's wish was very small, but he didn't want the people who loved him to see his most miserable side. How could he not fulfill such a small request..."

"Now, you are alive, but the backlash he suffered is very serious. He only has a few days left."

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Every word and sentence was like a steel needle, piercing Ye Zhao mercilessly.

The color on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. He bit his lower lip stubbornly, telling himself to be strong.

I made the decision in the last second, and the next second tears came uncontrollably.

Ye Zhao's body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and it was shaky, with his hands tightly holding the two clay figures.

Why would you do this for him?

Why are you still carefully protecting his self-esteem even though he has hurt me like this?

Why so stupid?

He doesn't deserve it. People like him deserve to go to hell and never be reborn...

Noticing the clay figures in his hand, Jiuyi propped up his chin, one hand folded over his arm. "That rainy night when the Fengsheng Pearl was dug out, Hua Jingmian was rescued by me. The first thing he did when he regained consciousness was to use magic to gather the two shattered clay figures. Perhaps the clay used to make those two figures was different from ordinary clay, so he actually managed to gather them together. But with the two clay figures shattered together, how could he tell which was which?"

"He, regardless of his injuries, remixed the clay from the two clay figures and molded two new ones. One is him, and the other is you. If you also like him, you two would really be like these two clay figures. You can say that you are in me and I am in you. But, you obviously don't mean that. You idiot, this is just wishful thinking."

Ye Zhao's face was pale and almost transparent, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was hard and dry, "No, I want to go find him..."

As soon as I turned around, my body tightened, and I felt a cold and sticky touch like a snake coiling around me.

Ye Zhao saw the icy silk and suddenly realized something. He turned around and looked at Yu Jiuqing, whose eyes were brewing a storm. "You are not my master, who are you?"

"The answer is correct, but there is no reward." Jiuyi snapped his fingers and walked from behind him to the front.

Ye Zhao's heart seemed to leap into his throat, his voice rising with fear, "What did you do to my Master?"

Jiuyi patted his shoulder, his eyes cold, "Don't worry, you will be reunited with him soon."

……

In less than half a month, the news of the wedding of Yu Jiuqing and Ye Zhao from Jiugongmen spread throughout the world.

Hua Jingmian, whose days were numbered, was about to die. Like an insignificant speck of dust, he lowered his brows and eyes and knelt before the gate of the Demon Suppression Pagoda. "I, your disciple, voluntarily enter the Demon Suppression Pagoda to atone for my sins and pray for the safety of Immortal Mingxi."

The door, which had not been opened for half a month, opened with a creak today, contrary to its usual behavior.

The elder walked out of the darkness and helped him up. "Young Master, your destiny is not here. Return to Jiugongmen immediately. Your master is in danger."

Hua Jingmian's ears were buzzing and he was at a loss.

On the wedding day, colorful silks were hung all over the Nine Palace Gate, firecrackers were set off, the atmosphere was filled with joy, and gongs and drums were loud.

The phoenix dances gracefully.

Flowers are blooming.

The main hall where the wedding was held was decorated solemnly and dignified, with red candles shining brightly.

Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass falling to the ground and breaking disrupted everything.

Everyone drank the wine at the banquet and was unable to move, and was extremely terrified.

"what happened?"

"I can't move..."

"Me too……"

"poisoned?"

Everyone was unable to use their spiritual power, and was shocked and confused, whispering to each other.

Even if an idea came to their mind, it was too scary and they dared not speak it out loud.

The groom Jiuyi, dressed in wedding clothes, did not have so many concerns. He laughed heartily with Yu Jiuqing's face that looked like a banished immortal, and poured out the wine in the glass.

Realizing that it was him who did it, Feng Qingwu's face turned red with anger, "Uncle Master, what do you mean?"

Jiuyi said nothing, pulled off Ye Zhao's veil, unleashed the forbidden technique that controlled his every move, and kicked him to the ground.

Pointing a finger at him, "Of course, I'm telling everyone that he's an imposter. He uses someone else's body and face. He's fake from beginning to end."

"Don't hit him!"

"Hit me!"

"That's it!"

"He's lost his mind. He could actually have the heart to lay hands on such a rare beauty as the Immortal Mingxi. He's so cruel and brutal, isn't he?"

"unacceptable!"

"Sure enough, I don't cherish what I have..."

When everyone saw Ye Zhao being treated so cruelly, they were so angry that their eyes turned red. They gritted their teeth and wished they could kill Jiuyi.

Only Ye Zhao collapsed to the ground, lowering his eyes to hide his surprise.

isn't it?

Could it be that the fact that he was an outsider had been discovered?

So how do we perform this play?

"You all can't recognize each other." Jiuyi raised the corner of his mouth in a sarcastic arc.

Feng Qingwu scolded coldly, "Nonsense, Ye Zhao has always been Zhao Zhao."

She could tell at a glance that he was innocent!

Jiuyi laughed in anger, grabbed Ye Zhao, who had used the immobilization technique, and grabbed his throat. "No matter how much he pretends to be like him, he's not him, a fake. Return my real master to me!"

Ye Zhao turned a deaf ear to him and questioned him expressionlessly, "Did you kill my family and throw me into a brothel? Everything that happened recently was your doing."

At this moment, the aura on his body was no longer restrained, and it was exactly the same as before. There was absolutely no mistake.

Jiuyi pretended not to hear him. She pinched his neck, forcing him to look at everyone around him, too lazy to pretend. "I can give up the Moon Shadow Fan, but I want you to sacrifice yourself to recall my master. Otherwise, I will go on a killing spree and destroy the Jiugong Sect."

As soon as he started, countless ice threads shot towards them like sharp swords.

Ye Zhao's pupils contracted violently, fearing that a tragedy would happen. "I promise, I promise!"

The ice silk came to an abrupt stop!

Jiuyi slapped his face in humiliation and warned him coldly, "Don't play tricks, or a lot of people will die for you."

Ye Zhao tightened his grip on his arm and said, "You have to let everyone go. You have to do it."

Throwing him away, Jiuyi sneered, "I only want my Master. I'm not a bloodthirsty person."

As for Yu Jiuqing...

If it weren't for the fact that Yu Jiuqing's body and Ye Zhao shared a life, and he possessed him, he could manipulate Ye Zhao into marrying him. He wouldn't want to do this...

Even if they were to get married, it was only because of their status as Taoist couple that Ye Zhao could be ordered to offer his body.

When the soul-calling formation was activated, complex black lotus patterns appeared under the feet of the two people, and black mist surrounded them.

The palms touched together, and once the soul-calling formation was activated, it could not be interrupted.

Despite this, Ye Zhao still chose to fight to the death.

Like a suicide attack, use the Nine Palace Gate's Thousand Mile Lock to bind the enemy.

"Stop!" Jiuyi's face changed slightly when he discovered something unusual.