PFC Chapter 189 Rebellion
Chapter 189 Rebellion
The moment Ye Xuan drew out her sword, the atmosphere in the entire room froze.
Song Yu widened his eyes as he looked at the former male and female protagonists, the two who should have been a match made in heaven, but now they were pointing swords at each other and even had a tendency to become enemies.
"Let's talk it over nicely instead of resorting to violence." Song Yu stood up and tried to persuade him.
As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Xuan looked over, confused for a moment, then understood.
"Are you Song Yu?" Although her words were questions, her expression was affirmative.
Looking at the man standing next to her, although she had never seen him before, she could already guess his identity.
She originally only recognized Qingluo, after all, Qingluo had shown up before at Wanjian Villa.
Song Yu and Qing Ling had changed their appearance at that time, but now they were standing together and looking at their expressions.
With a little thought, one can guess the identities of the two people.
"Miss Ye, what Young Master Fu said is true. Your father is not a good person." Song Yu said.
"Shut up. How can a woman like you who is involved with your demonic cult leader say that others are not good people?" Ye Xuan pointed the tip of the sword at Song Yu with a fierce tone.
Song Yu subconsciously took a step back. Qing Ling stood behind her and looked directly at Ye Xuan with extreme indifference.
"Demon Cult, you still have the qualifications to call others the Demon Cult? Compared with your father, we are really ashamed of ourselves. You are so excited now, could it be that you have known all these things about your father for a long time?" Qingluo suddenly stood up and said.
"Witch, I should have killed you with one sword back then." Ye Xuan said to Qingluo.
Qingluo's expression was cold and hard, and a murderous look flashed in her eyes. She said to Ye Xuan, "It's not too late now. Why don't we see whether you kill me first or I kill you first?"
After saying that, he raised his hand and several darts flashing with cold light flew straight towards Ye Xuan's face.
Qingluo has always disliked nonsense.
Ye Xuan raised her sword to block, but someone was faster than her. Fu Zhenghong dodged and stood in front of her.
The dart collided with the sword, making a sharp sound.
Qingling held Song Yu in his arms to prevent her from being affected.
The dart was blocked and nailed to the pillar next to it.
"Junior sister, are you okay?" Fu Zhenghong turned and looked at Ye Xuan with worry in his eyes.
Ye Xuan's expression faltered slightly, but she quickly returned to normal. She looked at Fu Zhenghong and said, "You really don't want to go with me, and want to join them?"
Fu Zhenghong didn't say anything, but his attitude said it all.
Ye Xuan said, "You chose them, and you have decided to become my father's enemy. Fu Zhenghong, I, Ye Xuan, once again sever my ties with you. From now on, you are no longer a member of my Wanjian Villa, nor am I Ye Xuan's junior sister."
Fu Zhenghong reached out to pull her: "Xiaoxuan!"
Ye Xuan took a step back and looked at him coldly.
Fu Zhenghong paused. There was affection between the two of them. They had been childhood sweethearts and supported each other.
Even though Fu Zhenghong's meridians were damaged and he was paralyzed in bed, Ye Xuan never thought of abandoning him.
Now, some people have gone to the point of breaking off ties with their friends.
Ye Xuan cut off the hem of her skirt with her sword and threw it on the ground. She looked at Qing Ling and said, "Tomorrow my father will gather all the forces in the martial arts world and announce an all-out campaign to wipe out the remaining evil cultists. Since you have decided to side with them, the next time we meet, it will be a fight to the death."
After saying that, he turned around, opened the door and left without looking back.
A flash of cruelty passed across Qingluo's face, and she moved slightly to chase after him.
"Qingluo." Song Yu discovered her in time and called her.
Qingluo turned around and looked at Song Yu and said, "Capturing her will be a good way to threaten Ye Xu."
Song Yu shook his head, glanced at Fu Zhenghong, who looked devastated, and said, "Young Master Fu, are you okay?"
Fu Zhenghong came back to his senses, suppressing the sadness in his eyes. He said, "Everyone, I have a favor to ask of you."
Song Yu looked at the others, then at Fu Zhenghong and said, "Young Master Fu, please feel free to speak."
Fu Zhenghong said: "If, if this matter is really related to Ye Xuan, I hope you can spare her life."
"Tsk!" Qingluo sneered and said, "The Demon Cult is all about fighting and killing, but when it comes to their own people, they show mercy. Hero, you are no more than that."
A look of shame flashed across Fu Zhenghong's face, but he did not back down.
His eyes turned to Song Yu.
A look of confusion flashed across Song Yu's face. She was not worried about whether to let go. She was just worried that she couldn't make the decision on this matter. After all, if a fight really broke out, she wouldn't be the one who made the main contribution. She would just be a supporting role.
She looked up at Qingling again, and Qingling's attitude was very clear: "Listen to Ayu."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhenghong looked at the others. Seeing that no one spoke for a moment, he continued, "If you can spare her life, I will destroy all of Ye Xuan's martial arts, sever her meridians, and prevent her from ever appearing in the martial arts world again."
Song Yu finally spoke: "Actually, Miss Ye, you may not know what his father did."
In fact, she felt in her heart that Ye Xuan might really not know. After all, she was the heroine of the original book. To be the heroine, she must have something extraordinary.
But then she thought that Ye Xu was also the leader of the martial arts world. Who knows what he is like under his bright and shiny appearance.
The initial settings may not be reliable.
"So, you went around like this just to call Ye Xuan over and test whether she knows what her father did?" Ji Qiuyue also stood up and asked.
Fu Zhenghong looked at her and said, "No, I originally wanted to tell her the truth and let her cooperate with us, but now..." This plan obviously didn't work.
"Whether she knew it or not, she chose her father." Ji Qiuyue told the truth.
Fu Zhenghong nodded and said, "However, we have confirmed one thing. Tomorrow, Ye Xu will gather all the major factions and announce the results of the discussion. That will be our chance."
"Then why not go now? Sneak into Wanjian Villa and catch him off guard?" Ji Qiuyue said, "And you let Ye Xuan go. Won't she go back and tell on us?"
Fu Zhenghong said: "Wanjian Villa is heavily guarded, especially at night. Special mechanisms are activated, making it even more difficult to break in at night. As for informing on us, if Ye Xuan goes back and tells Ye Xu about us, he will definitely think of breaking in at night and increase security to wait for us to fall into his trap.
Tomorrow, when the martial arts conference is held, our defenses will be at their weakest."
"You disciples from famous and upright sects are quite scheming!" Qingluo looked at him with a teasing look.
There will be no sleep tonight.
Ye Xuan returned to Wanjian Villa. Seeing her return late at night, the doorman was surprised: "Miss, why are you back now? When did you leave?"
"Well, I'm going out to do something." Ye Xuan walked into the door with a solemn expression.
Wanjian Villa was very quiet at night. Ye Xuan sat in her room without turning on the lights or sleeping.
She was still wearing green clothes, holding a sword in her hand, and looked dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.