Chapter 8, Madam, Don't Be Afraid

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Caught a hint of something strange in Ling Ruoxi's eyes.

Chu Xiu remained calm and did not point it out.

Both of them were silent, holding hands, flying to the mountainside, and stopped in front of a magnificent pavilion.

"My husband has been tired from the long journey, I am inconvenient to bother you, I will go back first."

Ling Ruoxi turned her head and said to Chu Xiu.

After speaking, she bowed slightly and turned to leave.

She rushed all the way back to her cave at the fastest speed in her life.

Close the cave isolation formation.

Stumbled to the quiet lake.

The whole person's strength seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

Ling Ruoxi covered her mouth, her eyes were misty, she choked silently, and tears in her eyes were like a kite with a broken string.

Chu Xiu's disguise as Nangong Xunzhen was flawless, and the immortal master Hong Lao could not see the flaws, and even the Qingfeng Immortal Emperor could not see through his disguise. However, Chu Xiu and Nangong Xunzhen are two completely different people after all, and he can never become the real Nangong Xunzhen.

As the person Nangong Xunzhen loves and is closest to, Ling Ruoxi is definitely the person who knows him best in the world.

When she met Chu Xiu earlier.

Ling Ruoxi felt that this "husband" had a kind of alienation from her.

This made Ling Ruoxi feel a little strange.

At first, she didn't doubt anything, but just thought that Nangong Xunzhen was tired from the journey and exhausted.

Until.

She took his arm.

According to the habit of the two people getting along all the years.

At this time, Nangong Xunzhen would take the initiative to hug her waist and whisper in her ear, "My wife is more beautiful today than yesterday."

Connecting all the abnormalities.

Ling Ruoxi came to a terrible conclusion, and at that time she was struck by lightning, and her heart fell into an ice cave.

The person in front of her was so strange that he was not her husband at all.

The real husband might be in danger.

Ling Ruoxi suppressed the sadness and hatred in her heart and did not reveal her feelings in front of Chu Xiu.

After forcing herself to return to the cave of cultivation, she finally couldn't hold on any longer, and felt like the sky was falling.

"My husband's life tablet..."

Ling Ruoxi's eyes were filled with hope, she staggered to her feet, and walked quickly towards the three-story bamboo building next to the lake.

She went up to the second floor and opened the door.

On the incense offering table in the middle of the hall, there was a piece of green jade, on which the four characters Nangong Xunzhen were carved in ancient characters.

Next to the life tablet, there was a bronze soul lamp, and the wick was burning brightly.

"The life tablet is not broken, the soul lamp is not extinguished, my husband has not fallen, he is still alive." Ling Ruoxi was relieved, but at the same time she felt unprecedented palpitations. Who could replace her husband silently?

What was his purpose in replacing her husband's identity?

Should she report this to the Worship Hall?

Ling Ruoxi flipped her hand, and a communication jade talisman appeared in her palm.

She lowered her head, looked at the communication jade talisman in her hand, and hesitated.

In the core area of ​​Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty. No matter who the other party is, or how powerful he is. As long as I pass on the news, he will die here.

But.

My husband's life is still in the hands of the other party.

What will happen to my husband if he dies.

Knowing that my husband is in danger, those princes and princesses are lucky not to add insult to injury, so how could they help my husband escape from the clutches of the devil?

No.

It is not appropriate to let a third person know about my husband's affairs at the moment, and we have to take it slowly.

Ling Ruoxi bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, made a decision, and took back the jade talisman for the communication.

Since he wants to pretend to be my husband, I will pretend that I know nothing, and I will always find clues on him and find my husband's whereabouts.

Ling Ruoxi's chest rose and fell, and she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a firm look.

"You are very smart and wise."

A clear and slightly magnetic voice came into my ears.

Ling Ruoxi's scalp exploded, her pupils suddenly contracted, her face instantly turned pale, her slender and fair neck seemed as heavy as if it was filled with lead, she turned her head slowly and stiffly, and looked behind her.

I saw.

Chu Xiu, who had the appearance of Nangong Xunzhen, leaned against the door with his arms folded across his chest, his legs crossed, looking at her with a smile.

Ling Ruoxi forced a smile and asked softly, "When did my husband come?"

"I've always been here." Chu Xiu smiled brightly and sunny.

Hearing this, Ling Ruoxi stopped pretending. Her expression was cold and she asked sternly, "Who are you and why do you pretend to be my husband?"

"Where did you hide my husband?"

Chu Xiu pinched his brows and looked helpless, "Madam, sometimes it's rare to be confused. Being too smart won't last long."

"What if you're confused? What if you're smart..."

Ling Ruoxi stared at Chu Xiu with tears in her eyes and laughed bitterly, "My husband is the sky of this family. If he dies, my daughter and I will not live."

"You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you~"

Chu Xiu walked slowly to Ling Ruoxi and stood still. His dark and deep eyes were indifferent and ruthless, as if connected to a bottomless abyss. He looked straight into her eyes calmly, as if he wanted to devour her soul bit by bit.

Ling Ruoxi shuddered and instinctively looked away. She hated herself for being weak and incompetent, and she couldn't even muster the courage to look her enemy in the face.

"Madam, you don't want your husband and daughter to die without a burial place, right?" Chu Xiu whispered in Ling Ruoxi's ear.

The hot air he exhaled hit her crystal earlobe when he spoke.

A blush appeared on Ling Ruoxi's pale face.

She took a half step back, her voice trembling, "What do you want me to do to let our family go?"

Chu Xiu patted her shoulder, smiling as softly as the morning glow: "You don't need to do anything, just as if what happened today didn't happen, I will still be your husband Nangong Xunzhen..."

"Of course~"

"If you can't figure it out, you can try to resist me."

"Got it!" Ling Ruoxi clenched her fists, her eyes blank: "I will do as you ask."

"Even if you want my life, I can offer it with both hands, but please let my husband and daughter go."

Chu Xiu's eyes flashed, and he chuckled: "Madam and Nangong Xunzhen are really a loving couple, which is admirable."

He has been struggling in the world of cultivation and has seen too many dirty things.

For the sake of natural materials and treasures, Taoist couples turn against each other, children kill each other, and brothers fight against each other.

When facing life and death, they behave even more ugly.

It is really rare to find Taoist couples like Nangong Xunzhen and Ling Ruoxi who are willing to give everything for each other.

Chu Xiu originally planned to transform Lin Ruowei into a servant who would never betray him.

Maybe it was a rare revelation of conscience, or maybe he thought of the promise he made to Nangong Xunzhen.

He gave up the idea.

He chose a more risky way to get along with this lady.

Perhaps Ling Ruoxi never dreamed that she would almost fall into such a terrible situation.

"Don't be afraid, Madam. When I leave Qingfeng Xianchao, I will return Nangong Xunzhen to you."

He left this sentence.

Chu Xiu turned around and opened the door and left.

Watching his back gradually go away, Ling Ruoxi felt that all the pressure on her body was gone. She breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at herself: "I hope you can keep your promise. I only have hope left."