Chapter 1228
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Ji Wuxiang looked at Yan Qingyi with disdain and said, "You're a weak woman who doesn't even have the strength to truss a chicken, yet you're mixed up in this mess. Beautiful women are destined to have a short life. (
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He let out a long sigh, but he didn't have the slightest intention of showing tenderness to the fairer sex. With a flick of his finger, a gust of wind blew over, forming a wave shape in the air.
Yan Qingyi was suppressed by this aura and couldn't move. She stared dumbstruck at this scene.
Suddenly, a voice rang out in her mind. This voice was full of deep flavor and mysterious charm. In just a few words, it seemed to contain a profound mystery.
Her heart was connected. Her eyes lit up as if she had been enlightened. Her body relaxed as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden and regained her freedom.
Ji Wuxiang didn't notice this at all. He was confident in his heart as if he had already seen the scene of Yan Qingyi dying.
However, in the next second, his eyes stared straight. His heart trembled as he quickly turned his head.
Because Yan Qingyi had disappeared. She disappeared from under Ji Wuxiang's eyes. His attack had completely missed.
This ….. was something that was impossible, but it really happened.
"Why is it like this?"
His brain seemed to have crashed as this question immediately appeared.
But there was no answer to this question.
He had already realized that something was wrong. Things weren't as simple as he thought.
Yan Qingyi's fingers had unknowingly touched Ji Wuxiang's back.
Ji Wuxiang's hair stood on end. Although he couldn't see, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly turned around and tried to block Yan Qingyi. He wanted to see what was going on.
But it was all too late.
Yan Qingyi's fingers had already touched his back.
Ji Wuxiang couldn't describe this feeling. He had never felt this before. It was like the legendary feeling of being on the verge of death. He seemed to have touched the finger of the Grim Reaper.
He flew up, like a kite with a broken string.
Although he was in the air, he could clearly see the scene below.
Yan Qingyi stood on the ground, looking up at him.
He was still the same person.
However, the look in his eyes was completely different.
A person's eyes could convey many things.
Ji Wuxiang knew this very well. He was the best at reading people's minds. Judging from the look in Yan Qingyi's eyes at this moment, she seemed to have completely changed into another person. She was so unfathomable that it made one's heart palpitate.
Regardless of whether he was facing the Empyrean Fairy or a person of high status, he had never felt that the other party was unfathomable. He was a person with an extremely high IQ and talent. Normal people would not be able to enter his eyes.
Yan Qingyi's eyes were too special. This feeling arose spontaneously, and he didn't need to think too much about it.
"Who are you?"
Ji Wuxiang asked loudly.
He knew that this was definitely not Yan Qingyi. It was impossible for a person to hide so deeply. Otherwise, it would be too terrifying. It might even surpass him by far. He did not want to admit this point.
Yan Qingyi's eyes were indifferent. It seemed that in her eyes, she did not think highly of Ji Wuxiang at all. That kind of imposing manner and artistic conception of looking down on the world could not be faked.
"Who are you? How dare you barge into the Divine Gate?" Yan Qingyi's voice was still her voice, but the cadence and rhythm had completely changed.
Her voice was not too loud, and it was not as sharp as a knife. However, it had a kind of magical power that made people prostrate themselves in worship.
The others also saw this scene and looked at Yan Qingyi as if they had seen a ghost. All of this was indeed like seeing a ghost. It could not be explained by common sense.
Yan Qingyi had completely changed into another person.
The key was who this person was.
Yan Liuyun looked at her with a burning gaze, his eyes shining. After all, he and Yan Qingyi were family. Seeing her so powerful, he had a sense of doubt, and even more so, a sense of honor.
The others were even more confused and did not know what was going on.
Only the Empyrean Fairy's dispirited state was swept away. She was in high spirits as she looked at Yan Qingyi without blinking. Between her eyebrows, there was an inconceivable look of pleasant surprise.
She opened her mouth and muttered: "Could it be ….. this is ….."
Before she could finish speaking, Ji Wuxiang hit the wall and stopped. He spat out a mouthful of blood which dyed his clothes red. He was like a soft-footed shrimp as he softly slid to the ground. He quickly stood up straight and looked at Yan Qingyi with a complicated expression, asking: "You ….. who are you?"
"You barged into the Divine Gate, but you don't know who the Master of the Divine Gate is?" Yan Qingyi asked sternly.
Ji Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head blankly and said: "Impossible, the Divine Gate is the Fu Shi Clan's secret ground. Could it be that you are from the Fu Shi Clan? Could it be that other than the Empyrean Fairy, there are other people from the Fu Shi Clan in this world? "
He racked his brains but was unable to find the answer.
Yan Qingyi said indifferently: "You actually know that the Divine Gate is the Fu Shi Clan's secret ground, then you still dare to have ideas about the Divine Gate. Aren't you courting death?"
Once the word "courting death" was said, the atmosphere changed again as a fierce wind blew.
This time, Ji Wuxiang was like a small boat that could capsize at any time.
Ji Wuxiang felt that this was absurd and unreal. Yan Qingyi actually said the word "courting death" to him. Wasn't this the word he always used to mock others?
Every dog has its day, and this time it was his turn.
This was a great irony.
Ji Wuxiang's face and ears were red. He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart. He gathered his courage and shouted: "So what if you are from the Fu Shi Clan, you have already become history. You have already been eliminated by history and disappeared from this world. No matter if it is now or in the future, this world belongs to me. You are already a thing of the past. "
These words seemed to be to encourage himself, but it also seemed to be repeatedly instilling this idea into his mind.
Ji Wuxiang was riding a tiger and could not back down. He was being roasted on the fire. He could only advance and not retreat. If he retreated, he would lose.
Since Yan Qingyi's body had such a miraculous change, then it meant that the Divine Gate's secret was extremely important. It had an immeasurable value to him.
He could not give up so easily.
Yan Qingyi's change was so great that even Ji Wuxiang was shocked. His originally firm confidence seemed to have been shaken at this moment. He forcefully threw away all distracting thoughts so that he would not immediately fall apart.
Yan Qingyi looked at Ji Wuxiang as if she was looking at a clown. She lightly shook her head and said: "The Heavenly Dao is reincarnated. How can the Fu Shi Clan be eliminated by history? Instead, it is you who will be eliminated by history. Today, I will let you know the power of the Fu Shi Clan. "
The two's conversation conveyed too much information. Everyone stared with their eyes wide open. Wasn't this Yan Qingyi? How did she become a member of the Fu Shi Clan?
The Empyrean Fairy's gaze towards Yan Qingyi gradually became sentimental. It was filled with deep emotions. That kind of affectionate look had never appeared before. It was just that everyone else was focused on Yan Qingyi and did not notice the Empyrean Fairy's strange behavior.
Ji Wuxiang heard this and his expression changed slightly. He forced himself to be alert. Finally, he could not withstand the heavy pressure that Yan Qingyi was transmitting. He roared and rushed forward again.
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