On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, at the bamboo pavilion by the Huai River.
The scabbard and the flute accompany each other, with no regrets.
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"Shh!" The long sword pierced into the abdomen, and blood splashed on the ground.
The intense pain made Dongfang Huaizhu kneel on the ground. The thick raging fire condensed in her hand dissipated into the clouds. Faint sounds of electricity could be heard in her ears.
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Her fingertips tightly grasped the ground. The pain brought back a bit of her consciousness. She looked up at Jin Renfeng, who was standing arrogantly in the air, and red marks appeared at the corners of her eyes.
"Surrender, Junior Sister Huaizhu." The white - haired and conceited wretch was surrounded by raging fires in the sky, looking wild and unrestrained.
Dongfang Huaizhu half - closed her eyes. Her real name was Qin Huaizhu. She wasn't the real Dongfang Huaizhu. But by some strange twist of fate, she had entered the world of the fox demons and become the eldest daughter of the Dongfang family in the book and the beloved wife of Wangquan Baoye.
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"Heh," she sneered. When she first arrived, she was naturally unwilling to die in childbirth. She tried to defy fate but was suppressed by the laws of the world. The plot still developed according to the original story.
Her fingertips dug into the ground, leaving five bloodstains. Dongfang Huaizhu grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand. "Shh!" She pulled out the long sword in one go and threw it on the ground. Then she propped herself up, looked at Jin Renfeng, and said:
"You killed your master and plotted for power. You're ungrateful."
"You despicable villain."
The boiling blood surged in her body. The surging fire condensed in her palm. She stepped on the wind and clouds, gathered the fire, and struck towards Jin Renfeng's heart meridian.
Jin Renfeng gathered the fire and met her attack head - on. In the sky, the two fought for dozens of rounds, but neither could gain the upper hand.
Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly struck with a palm, then flipped and landed behind Jin Renfeng. She grabbed the back of Jin Renfeng's neck with her palm, pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair, and stabbed it into his meridian.
The killing move was fierce, aiming straight at the artery. At the same time, the demon - exterminating divine fire of the Dongfang bloodline rushed directly into Jin Renfeng's heart meridian, instantly annihilating it.
Jin Renfeng's eyes widened: "You..."
"Heh," Dongfang Huaizhu slightly lowered her eyelids. Blood trickled down from the corner of her lips. She stared into Jin Renfeng's disbelieving eyes and threw him from the mid - air.
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[The plot is collapsing! The plot is collapsing!]
[The original story is restarting! The original story is restarting!]
So, no matter what she did, the original story couldn't be destroyed. Even if it was destroyed, it could be restarted...
Blood spurted out from Dongfang Huaizhu's mouth. The raging fire gradually dissipated, taking away all her vitality.
She looked at the blue sky and finally fell from the clouds until she was caught by a man with a bearded face and disheveled hair, whose handsome appearance was still hard to hide.
She reached out her hand to gently caress the man's cheek, slightly got up and leaned close to his forehead. A clear tear silently slid down, and she choked with sobs: "I don't love you. Why did you come?"
"Huaizhu," Wangquan Baoye couldn't hide his haggardness. His eyes were blood - red but he looked at her firmly. His chapped lips slightly parted: "I'll take you away."
Dongfang Huaizhu gave a bleak smile. She wanted to open her mouth but fell into the endless darkness. She thought that if she could have another chance, she wouldn't go against the world anymore. She only wished for a peaceful life. She would return to him the love he deserved...
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In the ancient town of the Southern Region
Dark clouds covered the sun, and the rain poured down.
In the ancient town, it was completely silent and deserted. Only the restaurant in the town was brightly lit with cooking smoke curling up. On the bluestone road, three people walked quickly.
"Bang!" One of the servants stepped forward quickly and pushed open the door. There was a smile on his young face: "Great! We finally see someone. I thought all the people in this town had disappeared."
As soon as the words were out, a long sword shining with a cold light shot straight towards the servant's throat. The servant was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. He trembled and didn't dare to make a sound.
The sword - holding man had his hair tied in a Taoist crown. He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe. Two strands of hair fluttered in the wind. There was a cold and fierce light in his eyes. He questioned in a deep voice: "What are you doing in this desolate place? Are you demons?!"
The sharp sword light came straight at them.
The servant faced the oncoming sword. His face turned pale with fear and he wanted to explain: "Sir..." But the sword light was bounced off by a talisman when it was about to pierce the servant's throat.
The misty rain dispersed, and two women came with umbrellas.
The woman in front was in the prime of her youth. She was wearing a plain dress and was extremely beautiful. A plain hairpin was inserted in her hair, and there was a flame mark between her eyebrows.
The woman behind was young. She was wearing a pink dress and was delicate and charming. She had double - looped hair buns and a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. She was holding a bunch of candied haws in one hand.
These two were Dongfang Qinlan and Dongfang Huaizhu.
Their appearance caught the attention of the men in the restaurant, and the sword - holding man also put away his sword.
Dongfang Huaizhu half - closed her eyes. Her cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and lively when she looked up. She looked at the extremely familiar scene in front of her and slightly twitched the corner of her lips: "We're here to collect herbs. We're not demons."
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Dongfang Huaizhu slightly twitched the corner of her mouth. When she first saw the fox - demon story, she was attracted by the animation style. Then she became obsessed with the original comic and became a die - hard fan.
When Dongfang Huaizhu suffered internal injuries and gave birth, she ran out of spiritual power and died. Wangquan Baoye endured great pressure and lived a lonely life. He finally found his sword - heart before he died.
The pity was that the two couldn't reincarnate and continue their love.
She felt extremely heart - broken. But she never thought this would happen to herself. She didn't want to die, so she had to change the plot. While she drove Wangquan Baoye away, she also reminded him of the border incident. At the same time, she wanted to get rid of Jin Renfeng.
But the plot remained the same. Something happened at the border. Jin Renfeng narrowly escaped death and seized the Divine Fire Mountain Manor. So she took a bold gamble and killed Jin Renfeng with her own hands. Unexpectedly, the plot could be restarted, and her crossing point was advanced to the beginning of the story.
At the border of the Southern Region, at the beginning of their encounter.
Looking at the pattering rain, Dongfang Huaizhu slightly lowered her red - rimmed eyes and gradually tightened the handle of the umbrella, suppressing the uneasiness and helplessness in her heart.
"Words alone are not enough!" The Taoist cultivator raised his hand and made a spell gesture. The long sword shone with a cold light and came straight at them: "Let me stab you with a sword, and then I'll know!"
The servant shouted: "Miss, save me!"
Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes flashed coldly. Just as she was about to raise her hand, a hurricane suddenly came and knocked the long sword to the ground. The sword - holding cultivator suddenly glared at the man in the room.
The handsome young man in white robe was holding a feather fan. His hair was tied high in a crown with a few strands of hair hanging down, and there were a few strands of white hair mixed in. At this time, he was shaking his feather fan and smiling: "You're blind. These two beautiful ladies have no demonic aura at all. How could they be demons?"
He smiled: "Please come in and take shelter from the rain, ladies. We're all good people."
The sword - holding cultivator glared angrily: "Xi Men Chuisha! When did it become your turn to make decisions here?"
Xi Men Chuisha? The one who would later chase her little nephew?
Interesting. Dongfang Huaizhu secretly sized up the two men. The handsome Xi Men Chuisha, the owner of the Cold Jade Sword Shi Tang, and only the little fire god Chi Huo was missing.
Xi Men Chuisha paused his hand. He half - raised his eyes, and his dark and deep gaze stared at the man sinisterly. He opened his lips and said:
"What, do you want to have a fight?"