Deliveryman of the Heaven

Around ten in the evening, the atmosphere in the secret room was so tense that it seemed as if the water would come out at any moment.    

Weiqing laid on the bed, naked, with 108 silver needles stabbed into his body. These silver needles were not like ordinary acupuncture needles, but were 3 centimeters long, and were stuck into Weiqing's body, only emitting a little bit of the silver needle's glow. At this moment, Weiqing was still lying on the black jade ice bed, pretending to be dead. His entire body was releasing white smoke, but his skin was completely red.    

"This way, can I really force him to wake up?" The Third Miss's face revealed a look of worry.    

One hundred and eight silver needles were inserted into his body. Although Yu Wen had gotten them through specific acupoints, it was definitely a huge risk. If he was not careful, not only would Weiqing not wake up, he was afraid that his last breath would be tortured.    

Yu Wen said in a low voice: "Don't worry, this is a type of Secret Art from the Ling Xiao Palace. The principle behind it is to stimulate the life force that is hidden extremely deeply in your body. Before an ordinary person dies, they would experience the afterglow and their mental appearance would suddenly improve. That is, before they die, the last bit of life force in their body would be released. Once that bit of life force is completely burned away, the oil lamp would truly go out. "    

"Weiqing, as a powerful cultivator, don't even mention that he is only faking his death, even if he is really dead, this kind of Secret Art could burn the last bit of vitality in his body and is much stronger than ordinary people. As long as he wakes up, it will be your chance, but you must remember, this kind of Secret Art will lose one's mind, and he will kill you!"    

"Therefore, if you are in danger, just hold the wind chime at the head of the bed!"    

"Just in case, I poisoned Weiqing with a parasite poison, and when the wind chime rings, he will fall back into a coma, pretending to be dead!"    

Yu Wen said in a serious tone.    

Although Third Miss's strength was already at the peak of the Insightful Deficiency, she was still unable to withstand a single blow from Weiqing.    

Tu Mo wanted to say something, but Yu Wen gave them a look, and all of them left the secret room, leaving behind Third Miss who was dressed as a bride. The stone door of the secret room slowly closed. Tu Mo could not help but say: "Yu Wen, you should understand that right now, Junior Sister is willing to sacrifice her life for Weiqing. Even if Weiqing wanted to kill him, she would not shake the bell."    

Tu Wuya nodded: "That's right, Senior Sister is completely focused on Weiqing right now."    

Yu Wen laughed: Hehe, do you think that all these years of rolling around in the mortal world is all for nothing? I had already expected that even if Third Miss was killed by Weiqing, she wouldn't shake the wind chime, as the wind chime isn't the key to controlling the poison Gu, it's just a cover. The real wind chime is in my hand, as long as there's movement inside, I'll definitely shake the wind chime.    

Tu Mo nodded: "That's more like it."    

Tu Wuya said: "Then how can we determine if the movements inside are good or bad?"    

Yu Wen said: "I have my own judgement."    

At this moment, in the secret chamber.    

She gently held Weiqing's hand and gently rubbed it on her face, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world. A line of clear tears fell from Third Miss's face, and each word was as clear as a jade pearl compass, as she said: "Weiqing, the ancients say, the mountains are without mountains, and the heaven and earth are united. To dare to stand with a monarch, that is simply a common passion of a common woman, but my Third Miss, I will definitely not be like those little women, I will save you because I love you, and as long as you don't wake up, I will wait for you to stay with me forever. If you wake up, I will leave you, you."    

"To bring your son along with you and live his entire life is love. My Third Miss does not need love, we only need regret."    

Strands of muslin fell down from Third Miss's body, revealing her slender jade-like arms and the cinnabar mole on them. In the blink of an eye, the image of an incomparably beautiful body was reflected within the wind candles in the secret room. That was the beauty that every man in the world wanted to be able to obtain, as the Third Miss lowered her head slightly, and gave a light "En" on Weiqing's forehead.    

"Yu Wen, the person I know the most in this world is you. How could I not know what you are thinking?"    

Snorting lightly, Third Miss waved her arm and a seal formed, enveloping the entire profound jade bed within. It was pink, and as a result, even if there was some huge movement inside, nobody would be able to sense it from the outside.    

The night passed.    

Weiqing and Third Miss stayed the night in the secret room.    

As for Yu Wen and the other two, they waited outside the secret room for the entire night.    

"What's going on? Why isn't there any movement inside? Did something happen to junior sister …" and Tu Wuya had said similar words tens of times in a night, and were in a hurry to circle around, but Yu Wen kept on saying that they were going to wait. In the end, when the day came, Yu Wen did not open the secret room, but closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the cave with his fists tightly clenched, with a painful expression on his face.    

In fact, he was more worried about the safety of the Third Miss than anyone else because the Third Miss was the only woman he had ever loved.    

Last night, there were no movements in the secret room, Yu Wen did not suspect anything, he thought that everything inside was normal, but after an hour or two, there was still no movement, Yu Wen had guessed, that Third Miss must have set up the Barrier. In this situation, Yu Wen was very scared. He was afraid that once he opened the secret room, the Third Miss would die in Weiqing's hands, so he would rather not open it.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

The door to the stone room opened with a loud bang.    

Third Miss walked out, the bride's phoenix red light covering her body was broken into pieces and there were many paw prints on her body. Tu Mo immediately put on his cape and asked: "Junior sister, are you alright? "Your face …"    

"I'm fine!" Third Miss did not care about the disfigured claw marks on his face, and smiled at Yu Wen: "Good, everything goes well!"    

Yu Wen's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.    

The Third Miss's report on the diagnosis came out very quickly.    

The scar on his face was a permanent injury, because these paw prints contained a terrifying life force. It wasn't something that could be removed by any drug, and it had already sunk deep into his bone marrow. However, these paw prints were not dark, just like patches on the face. To a woman, and not to mention, a peerless beauty, this was a devastating blow.    

From then on, Third Miss, who was peerless in her generation, wore a veil, and no one had ever seen her true appearance before.    

The three day agreement came in the blink of an eye.    

Situ Ling and Kong Minglan returned after leaving for a while. This time, other than the two Mahayana Stage experts, they had also brought two special 'guests'.    

A Tribulation Stage Master from the Great Yan Empire, Song Heng, was sitting behind Song Heng, four big men were carrying a palanquin, and a strange, delicate fragrance wafted out from it. When Yu Wen saw the noodle at the top of the word, he could not help but turn pale, his heart sinking to the bottom of the valley.