edient and gentle women, Jiang Qiyun must be very comfortable, right That's why he treats me so harshly, like he wants to beat me up.I think I've been very submissive, but compared to these maids who...A chilly breeze, I know this feeling all too well!

Jiang Qiyun, with the momentum of wind and thunder, appeared on the city wall in an instant.

Behind him, a huge silver illusory shadow appeared, very much like the two ghost emperors guarding the underworld.

The palace, with its black walls and golden glazed roof, was surrounded by a fiery inferno that rose like a curtain between heaven and earth, enveloping Jiang Qiyun within its embrace.

“Two thousand years of fairy life, and yet you are still so foolish and impulsive. Beidi Emperor Jun, that’s all there is to you.” My brother spat out cold words, seeming both pleased and annoyed.

Jiang Qiyun raised an eyebrow, glanced at me, and replied in a calm tone that didn't match his aura: "Why does the Crimson Heaven Demon Venerable say such things My wife is ignorant, lost in confusion. As her husband, I should clear the way for her, dispel the clouds and see the sun... But as for you, Demon Venerable, regardless of how the demon trial goes, holding my wife captive at the Lihuo Palace without considering propriety"

"She barged in here on her own, who's to blame" My brother sneered, suddenly reaching out with one arm to grab me and pull me towards him.

When he's at home, my brother might rub my head or give me a pat on the shoulder, seeming close but always maintaining a subtle distance. This distance comes from an instinctive love and respect for each other, without any of that irritatingly intimate skin-to-skin contact.

I pressed against my brother's chest, like a shield protecting him.

But this guy, don't you dare control my brother!

His actions were entirely aimed at infuriating me and Jiang Qiyun. When he saw Jiang Qiyun's brows furrow slightly, a barely perceptible smirk played on his lips.

Jiang Qiyun twirled the silver long sword in his hand, cutting through the black-grey mist that spread beside him. The aura dissipated, and I felt a familiar chill.

He hasn't done this in a long time...

Since the last time he had forgotten himself, he rarely showed this kind of icy rage.

Even immortals need to discard some unnecessary distractions, such as greed, anger, ignorance, doubt, and hatred. These emotions that plague ordinary people on a daily basis are rarely found in celestial beings and deities.

But having been entangled with the mundane world for too long, it's inevitable that some emotions will arise because of me.

I can't speak up in this situation, but I can't let these two people fight.

I don't know how strong this Chitian Demon Emperor is, but he's currently using my brother's body!

Jiang Qiyun if he were to make a move, would definitely hurt my brother. I quickly raised my hand and waved it at Jiang Qiyun, meaning don't make a move, don't make a move!

This body is truly that of an ordinary person. It has warmth, it bleeds. The wounds I sustained just now are barely stopping bleeding. If we fight again, will my brother be able to return unharmed

Seeing me struggle and dance with my limbs, Jiang Qiyun's face grew even worse.

"Mu Xiaoqiao... I really don't know how to say this to you... You, if you had even a little bit of self-interest, a little concern for your own safety, you wouldn't have rushed headfirst into this trap..." Jiang Qiyun reprimanded me in a low voice.

I know, but I can't leave my brother and Dahu in danger. Even if I know they became bait, I have to go.

Perhaps... this is a kind of Demon Trial.

But I truly can't break free right now.

Family ties, romantic entanglements, and the heartache of trying to hold onto them... these all hinder my pursuit of spiritual enlightenment. I'm well aware of that.

If it were a trivial matter, I could ignore it. But this concerns a matter of life and death, how can I just stand idly by...

My thoughts were in turmoil, and I had everyone behind me figured out. He gave a light smirk and said to Jiang Qiyun: "Your wife seems to be obsessed with demons... how about this Stay here at the Lihuo Temple, let me help you discipline her well, perhaps you'll even get to see the immortal gates."

Jiang Qiyun frowned, a surge of sword energy dispersed the black mist that surged towards him again. He said coldly: "People who are not related to each other care so much. My people will naturally be trained by me!"

Having said that, sword energy surged around him, silver sword light carrying a wind like a blade rushed over. I was so scared that I froze and couldn't move. That sword, seemingly indifferent, stabbed towards my brother!

"My brother" grinned, his face unmoving.

Poof—

A dull thud echoed, Jiang Qiyun's sword tip plunged into my brother's body right before my eyes.

That's a real stab!

In the rustling wind, the sound of the sword tip piercing flesh was so clear!

Jiang Qiyun didn't hesitate at all, and "My brother" wasn't afraid in the slightest.

The pain caused a change in my brother's expression. The sword hadn't pierced him deeply, it didn't go all the way through, but instead suddenly flared with silver light and formed a small talisman on his chest.

The talisman dissolved into the fresh blood, vanishing in an instant.

"Don't..." I reached out in a daze, grasping the blade.

Jiang Qiyun's sword appeared to be intangible, rarely causing physical injury. His blade was always known for severing souls and spirits, extinguishing the three corpses, transcending yin and yang, and even reducing things to ashes.

"Mu Xiaqiao." Jiang Qiyun looked at me coldly, scaring me into letting go of the sword.

"Life and death, reincarnation, can you stop it" He looked at me very seriously.

Of course not.

I was about to shake my head, but I felt the grip on my arm loosen.

Looking back, “My brother” had one hand covering the sword wound on his chest and the other covering half his face. His expression was off.

"Come here." Jiang Qiyun's tone was stern this time.

I didn't dare to hesitate any longer, nor did I dare to defy his words. Immediately, I reached out my hand and jumped outside the pavilion with him.

Jiang Qiyun reached out and enveloped me in his embrace. His arms were cold, yet undeniably real.

This is like a story to outsiders, something unbelievable. To me, it's a real person who truly exists.

"Dazed and confused, all muddled up Has cultivation become your buffet" Jiang Qiyun scolded me with a frustrated air.

"Yes, yes, yes..." My nose felt a little sour, but I couldn't help turning my head back.

"Xiao Qiao…" My brother's voice came from the pavilion.

This call was too familiar, from the day I came to live with my parents and siblings, almost every day would be spent in the ordinary life punctuated by calls like "Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao."

"Bro!" I blurted out.

Lifting my head again, my brother's eyes were cold, with a hint of pain in them.

"......You, you're so foolish, running here yourself." He said with a reproachful tone, his breath weak, as if some force was choking him.

"Yan Qin is very worried about you! I'm not alone, Huicqing, Huicqing and his apprentice are also here. They were locked up in the big tree prison outside the city—" I quickly explained the situation. It seems that my brother's body is currently occupied by his own soul.

Jiang Qiyun pulled me closer to his chest, as if afraid I would run back into the river.

"Scarlet Devil Lord, this is not an ordinary person's body. I presume you know... After seventy-seven forty-nine days, if you fail to occupy this vessel, the soul-transferring method will be ineffective, but you will become a laughingstock of the Three Realms." Jiang Qiyun sneered, not knowing who he was speaking to.

My brother's lips twitched, a sneer spreading across half his face: "Who are you talking to This deity's soul-shifting technique, used only once every few hundred years, failed Preposterous!"

"Oh" Jiang Qiyun seemed to be goading him: "Then after seventy-seven forty-nine days, let's see each other again... Don't, for the sake of concealing your failure, slaughter these mortal lives as a cover-up..."

"Humph!" My brother slammed his fist on the table, as if he wanted to fight.

Don't do it! If you keep fighting, will my brother have any skin left on his body!

I clutched Jiang Qiyun's robe, about to stop him, when the ghostly image behind him suddenly doubled in size! It enveloped half the city's sky

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