Chapter 647: Moon in the Well Unveils the Mask

Back then, Ning Qiong used the Wonderful Sound Emperor Body to defeat several ancient families. His strength was extremely terrifying, but it was a pity that he stopped at the Seven Changes of Life and Death throughout his life and failed to continue to break through and become a great emperor.

But he still left an immortal legend in this world.

Although this Qilong Guqin is only a third-grade imperial instrument, it condenses a lot of Ning Qiong's sound essence, and is no worse than a fourth-grade imperial instrument.

As a Wonderful Sound Emperor Body, she inherited the Qilong Guqin, and the key is that she is still surnamed Ning.

Perhaps, she has a good relationship with Ning Qiong.

Who in the world can compare with the treatment that can make the Wonderful Sound Emperor Body willing to be a maid?

No, it's not the time to think about these things... Jing Zhongyue was furious and yelled, "Why are you sitting down? Healing? Even if the Qilong Guqin can heal, is it the right time now? After you used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, you are already on the verge of death. That person left coordinates when he escaped. If we don't hurry up and escape quickly, and we are still dawdling here, when that person comes back, we will all die!"

With Jing Zhongyue's cold-blooded and indifferent personality, she has almost never lost her temper, let alone been angry with anyone.

Because in her opinion, others are not worthy of her emotions.

She is devoted to the Great Dao and cuts off all ties for this.

In other words, I want to practice hard, and no one can bother me!

Any trouble has nothing to do with me.

I have already solved all the related matters in advance.

However, this time, Jing Zhongyue was extremely annoyed.

"You risked your life to save me, thinking I would be grateful to you? I tell you, Ye Chen, you are stupid, you don't have a brain. Is our relationship to the point where you risk your life? All this is your own fault. If you want to wait for death here, then stay here. I still want to pursue the limit of swordsmanship. I can't die here."

Jing Zhongyue shouted loudly, and his face under the silver mask was a little red.

Ye Chen slowly threw a pill into his mouth and smiled slightly, "Who said that you will die after performing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique? You don't really think that I don't care about life and death in order to save you?"

"You..."

Jing Zhongyue choked and didn't react for a long time.

What do you mean?

Throughout the ages, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique has always been a forbidden technique that will definitely lead to death.

Because of this, although this technique is famous and everyone knows it, few people practice it.

First of all, this technique is too difficult to practice, and the difficulty will be divided according to the strength of the practitioner.

Secondly, no one is willing to spend time practicing such a useless technique.

Could it be that I am ready to fight with others anytime and anywhere?

But what does Ye Chen mean by saying this?

Jing Zhongyue didn't care that he had spoken against her, she just wanted to find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible.

What is going on?

"As everyone knows, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique is a forbidden technique, but I, Ye Chen, have always gone against the trend..."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and just as he was about to continue pretending, his meridians suddenly twitched.

Oops, it's started... Ye Chen could no longer maintain the smile on his face, and suddenly screamed.

Although it can be tolerated, but... it hurts so much!

"It's the technique that is backfiring!"

Jing Zhongyue was a little anxious, and quickly moved in front of Ye Chen and stretched out his hand to put on his wrist.

As expected, the meridians in Ye Chen's body were shattering inch by inch, and all the power was fiercely condensed.

She knew that when all the meridians were broken, the fierce aura would rush into the heart in one breath, crushing the heart completely, and then the meridians all over the body would be broken, and the death would be extremely painful.

You are so strong, I will let you be so strong!

Jing Zhongyue clenched her teeth tightly, wishing she could punch Ye Chen in the face.

Are you really mentally ill? You stab yourself before you fight.

Is it meaningful?

"Young Master, hold on."

Ning Anran cried like a tearful person. She played the Qilong Guqin frantically with both hands, and the healing power that burst out burst out in waves, all of which fell on Ye Chen, wanting to do her best to help him heal.

Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were somewhat painful, looking at Jing Zhongyue, "Ahem, I overestimated myself, I am afraid my life has come to an end, can I ask you for one thing before I die?"

Jing Zhongyue gritted her teeth, "Speak."

"Take off your silver mask and let me see your face."

Ye Chen controlled his speech speed, making his voice tremble.

Jing Zhongyue's body froze for a moment.

She suddenly recalled what the sloppy old man who claimed to be a master of divination said to her back then - "Your appearance is enough to bring disaster to the people. From now on, you must wear this silver mask all the time to cover all of this, unless someone can make you willingly take it off."

There was another sentence behind it.

"The person who makes you willingly take off the mask is the lover of your life!"

The sloppy old man was someone Jing Zhongyue respected very much, and he had saved her life many times.

If it weren't for the sloppy old man, Jing Zhongyue would have died in the war long ago.

It was because of the sloppy old man's instructions that Jing Zhongyue had never taken off her mask over the years.

She had always kept those words, but now...

"Ahem, I'm a dying person, even if I see any secrets, I can't take them into the coffin. Let me take a look at your face before I die. I'm really very curious, just one look is fine."

Ye Chen looked extremely weak, with pleading eyes.

Take off this mask...?

Jing Zhongyue couldn't help but fall into deep entanglement.

The sloppy old man said that the person who made her willing to take off the mask would become her lifelong lover.

If she took off the mask at this moment, it would be willing!

But is Ye Chen really that person?

No, it's impossible.

Jing Zhongyue clenched and unclenched her hands, biting her lips tightly.

"Forget it."

Ye Chen's eyes dimmed quickly, and he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Well, I'm not yours, so I shouldn't make such unreasonable demands on you. Life is long or short... I, Ye Chen, have been upright all my life, and I am not inferior to others. Today, even if I die, I will die elegantly!"

After saying that, he was about to close his eyes.

"Wait."

Jing Zhongyue suddenly said in a low voice, as if she had made up her mind.

She raised her hand, first pressed on the mask, then pinched it, and lifted it up inch by inch.

Damn, there's really a play... Ye Chen opened his eyes quickly. He originally wanted to play a joke on Jing Zhongyue, but he didn't expect that the other party really took it seriously, which just happened to satisfy his curiosity.

When Ye Chen's eyes fell on Jing Zhongyue's face, he froze for a moment.