Chapter 22

“Sister Xinyan, I heard you were injured, so I came over to check on you. How could Your Highness hurt you so badly just because of that little demon? Can you really swallow that pride? I can’t stand it! As long as that little demon is around, Your Highness will never pay attention to us. Why don’t we just eliminate her together. what do you think, sister?” Qi Xuan stared directly at Cheng Xinyan, a vicious gleam flashing in her eyes.
Cheng Xinyan asked, “Then. do you have a plan?”
Qi Xuan leaned closer. “Sister, I’m not smart, I couldn’t come up with a good plan on my own. That’s why I came to discuss it with you.”
“Since you trust me so much, I will help you with everything I can.” Cheng Xinyan whispered a few words into Qi Xuan’s ear.
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When Xing Luo woke up again, she found herself lying on the bed in her chambers. Did Ye Lixiao carry her back?
She sat up and looked around. Ye Lixiao was not in the room.
Taking advantage of his absence, she decided to take a bath first and wait to sleep with him at night.
Xing Luo carried her clean clothes into the side hall, about to undress, when suddenly, she sensed a murderous intent approaching from behind.
Having experienced countless assassinations as the Demon Lord, she knew this feeling all too well!
Xing Luo twisted her body just in time, narrowly dodging the attack.
As she turned, she saw the attacker clearly: a figure in black clothes, his face wrapped in black cloth. As for his cultivation level, Xing Luo, being only Level 20, could not discern it, but she was certain she was no match for him.
The black-clothed figure seemed surprised that such a low-level little demon could dodge his sneak attack, but he quickly regained composure. In an instant, an invisible sharp blade formed in his palm, flying straight toward Xing Luo!
The man’s cultivation level was far above hers. Even though her eyesight could track the blade, her current body had no way to dodge it.
Damn it, she would remember this person’s aura. If she survived today, she would shred this black-clothed man to pieces later!
As the blade slashed toward her.
“Whoosh”
Suddenly, everything went dark before her eyes, and she felt herself enveloped in a familiar demonic aura.
“Ye Lixiao!” Xing Luo realized, just in time, that it was Ye Lixiao’s arm shielding her from the attack.
“Plop” A drop of fresh blood seeped from the wide sleeve of his dark robe, falling to the ground.
Xing Luo was unharmed, but the blade had been stopped by Ye Lixiao’s arm.
He could have used his own techniques to block the blade, but if he had, the force of the collision would have injured Xing Luo from the residual impact.
The black-clothed man’s cultivation level was at least Level 80, while Ye Lixiao had reached Level 99. Xing Luo’s cultivation was too low; even the residual force could harm her. Only by personally taking the blow could he ensure she remained completely safe.
The black-clothed man had deliberately attacked while Ye Lixiao was away, never expecting him to arrive in time.
Knowing he couldn’t defeat Ye Lixiao, he tried to flee. But Ye Lixiao gave him no chance. Ignoring the pain in his arm, he raised his hand, reaching into the void toward the man’s back.
“Bang!” The black-clothed man’s body exploded instantly, his flesh turning to ashes. Only his clothes and belongings fell to the ground.