Chapter 970 I said I would protect you.

Chapter 970 I said I would protect you.

Fortunately, just when the old patriarch Ximen was about to succeed, Ji Lier's mother arrived in time and told Ximen Lie, who was immersed in the gentleness of his life, the shocking news.

After hearing this, Ximen Lie was extremely anxious and hurried to the training room of the old patriarch Ximen.

Because Ximen Lie knew very well that Ji Lier's pure yin body played a crucial role in Ximen Yinshuang's illness.

Only if she remains a virgin can Ximen Yinshuang's illness be cured by removing her heart.

Therefore, he desperately started a fierce dispute with the old patriarch Ximen, trying his best to thwart his evil deeds.

In the end, Ximen Lie's persistence prevented the old patriarch Ximen's conspiracy from succeeding.

Otherwise, she might have really become the cauldron of the old patriarch Ximen.

However, this horrific experience was deeply imprinted in Ji Lier's heart, becoming a shadow that she could never erase.

"killed."

Ji Lier's voice was icy cold, and her nails dug deep into her palms.

Patriarch Ximen raised his cloudy eyes, and when he saw Ji Lier, a strange light suddenly burst out in them.

"Li'er!" Patriarch Ximen burst into tears and crawled over with a hoarse voice, "I'm your grandfather! Li'er, you can't kill me!"

Ji Lier suddenly took half a step back and her back hit Su Yi's chest.

Su Yi's hands held her shoulders firmly, and the young man's fresh breath dispelled the bloody smell in her nose.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Grandpa?" Ji Li'er suddenly laughed, her laughter colder than the night wind, "When you knew my true life experience, do you remember what you did to me?"

Her slender fingers pulled open her collar, revealing a hideous scar below her collarbone, which glowed purple in the moonlight.

"This scar from the blood-drawing nail was left by you in order to take away my pure Yang blood!"

The pupils of old Patriarch Ximen contracted violently.

He remembered that rainy night when the girl was chained to the training platform, and her pure yin blood dripped into the jade bowl through the silver needle.

She looked at him the same way at that time, with lightning reflected in her eyes.

"If Ximen Lie hadn't needed my perfect living heart," Ji Li'er's voice became increasingly cold, "I'm afraid I would have become the cauldron for you to break through to the ninth level of the Spirit God, right?"

After hearing Ji Lier's words, the face of the old patriarch Ximen instantly became extremely ugly.

After just a moment of astonishment, a trace of ferocity suddenly flashed across the face of the old patriarch Ximen.

His eyes turned red, and he let out a low growl, and suddenly attacked!

The skinny claws went straight for Ji Lier's throat, but were frozen in mid-air by frost.

At the same time, Su Yi's sword light was like a pouring galaxy, slashing towards the old patriarch Ximen.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the head of the old patriarch Ximen was chopped off by Su Yi's sword!

At the moment the head flew up, an expression of disbelief was still frozen on the face of the old patriarch Ximen.

It seemed that he had never expected that he would be killed in such a short time.

"Junior Sister Ji, do you think you can covet her?" Su Yi lifted the head with the tip of his sword and threw it into the burning side hall.

As the head fell into the fire, the flames shot up rapidly, making his eyebrows and eyes look as sharp as those carved by a knife.

Su Yi sheathed his sword and walked to Ji Lier's side: "Junior Sister Ji, revenge has been taken."

He spoke in a very low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person who had just woken up from a nightmare.

The cold wind howled, blowing up the ashes on the ground and swirling over the ruined Ximen Mansion.

Ji Lier stood in the square in front of the main hall. Her white dress was reflected red by the firelight, like a phoenix bathed in blood.

"Junior Sister Ji?" Su Yi's low voice sounded in his ears, with a bit of worry.

Ji Lier then came to her senses and found that her nails had sunk deeply into her palms, with blood seeping out from between her fingers.

She slowly unclenched her fists and looked up at Su Yi who was standing beside her.

The young man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His black robe rustled in the night wind, and the long sword at his waist shone with a cold light.

"I'm fine." Ji Lier forced a smile, but found that her voice was terribly dry.

Su Yi frowned slightly, reached out and gently held her cold wrist: "The wound needs to be treated."

"No need." Ji Li'er shook her head, her eyes falling back on the side hall in front of her that was engulfed by flames, "This little pain is nothing compared to the pain back then..."

She stopped talking abruptly, and the rainy night four years ago came back to her mind.

The kind face of the old Patriarch Ximen became hideous under the lightning. The heavy chains were wrapped around her slender ankles, dragging her towards the training room filled with the smell of blood...

"Junior Sister Ji." Su Yi's voice brought her back to reality, and his warm palm covered her trembling shoulders, "Revenge has been taken."

Ji Lier took a deep breath, feeling the mixture of hot breath and blood in the air.

She turned to face Su Yi and bowed solemnly: "Su Yi, thank you for your help today. If it weren't for you and Chen Yin, I'm afraid..."

"Between you and me, there's no need to thank me." Su Yi helped her up, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, "When I rescued you back then, I said I would protect you."

Ji Lier felt a lump in her nose and quickly lowered her head to hide her red eyes.

"Ahem, am I here at a wrong time?" A clear female voice came from behind.

Ji Lier turned around and saw Su Chenyin standing not far away in a red dress with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Behind her followed Mu Xin and others, each of whom had traces of battle on their bodies, but their spirits were extremely high.

“Chen Yin!” Ji Li’er stepped forward quickly and bowed deeply, “Thank you for avenging me!”

Su Chenyin reached out and helped her up, her eyes full of pity: "Sister Li'er, this is how sisters should be."

She paused, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, "What's more, the Ximen family has done many evil things, and today is just justice."

Yu Zhiyan walked forward and gently hugged Ji Lier: "Sister Ji, it's all over. From now on, we will be your support!"

Ji Li'er could no longer hold back her tears and sobbed silently on Yu Zhiyan's shoulder.

After so many years, she was finally able to seek justice for her tragically dead mother and Yunniang.

At this moment, Su Chenyin's eyes suddenly focused, and he turned his head abruptly to look at the west wall: "Who is it?!"

She waved her slender hand, and a scream came from behind the rockery in the distance.

The red spiritual power turned into chains, dragged a sneaky figure over, and threw him heavily in front of everyone.

“Let me go!” The man struggled to get up, his gray beard trembling with anger, “Otherwise, Medicine Saint Valley will make sure you die without a complete corpse!”

Ji Lier saw the man's face clearly, and her pupils suddenly contracted: "Elder Mo!"

He was an old man in his sixties, wearing a dark green robe and a medicine cauldron-shaped badge on his chest.

He had a sinister look on his face, and his triangular eyes flashed with resentment.

Ji Lier's pupils suddenly shrank and her nails sank into her flesh again.

"Elder Mo!" The hatred in her voice made the temperature around them drop a few degrees. "It was you who gave Ximen Lie the idea to use my mother's blood to refine the life-extending pill!"

"Also, for the past few months, she came to the dark room every day to cut her wrists and draw blood. She even dug out a drop of my heart blood to refine pills to extend Ximen Yinshuang's life. She also did it for herself. Most of the pills were eaten by him."

Su Chenyin narrowed her eyes slightly, and the spiritual power chain lingering around her fingertips suddenly tightened.

"Ah——" Elder Mo screamed like a pig being slaughtered.