Bo Qinghuan

Capítulo 43

Qianjun was also puzzled: "Yeah, why did you save me back then?"

Xia Yi didn't answer, but his face slowly turned red. He didn't want to tell her that he couldn't bear to see Xiao Chan crying so much.

Qianjun looked at his flushed face, but imagined a different reason: "Ah, you have a crush on me!"

Xia Yi's face darkened: "You think you're worthy?"

Qianjun didn't mind the rudeness in his words. Thinking of the day he was willing to risk his life to save Ugly Girl, he couldn't help but say sincerely, "Actually, I've realized now that you're not bad either. You're better to Ugly Girl than that Lou Guyan. I won't try to match Ugly Girl and Lou Guyan up anymore..."

You even tried to matchmake Xiao Chan with that guy surnamed Lou?! Xia Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately glared at Qian Jun with a sinister look, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to kill her.

Qianjun didn't notice his expression and continued walking, muttering, "But you can't be fickle. Although I'm beautiful, you already have an ugly girl, so you shouldn't have any improper thoughts about me, especially since I'm already in your heart..."

Fearing that she might actually kill someone if she listened any longer, Xia Yi interrupted her coldly: "I've already given you the antidote, why haven't you removed those pockmarks from your face yet?"

Qianjun rolled his eyes and chuckled, "To stop you from having any improper thoughts about me..."

Xia Yi finally lost her temper, grabbed her and threw her out of the formation: "Get out of here!"

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now. Take good care of that ugly girl. If you keep being fickle, I'll introduce her to other men later..."

Her response was a sharp palm strike; she narrowly dodged it and immediately fled without looking back—

As night fell, a graceful figure silently slipped into a magnificent hall. Using the beams for leverage, she lightly touched the ground a few times before leaping down. Her landing was light and elegant, reminiscent of a peerless beauty. However, the moonlight shone on her profile, revealing a face full of horrifying pockmarks, enough to frighten even the stars in the sky.

Qianjun landed on the ground and stood still. She patted her clothes and walked familiarly toward the depths of the hall. However, she had not taken two steps when she suddenly stopped.

On a magnificent table directly in front of them sat a memorial tablet for the deceased, inscribed with the four characters "Lady Guiyue." There wasn't even a stick of incense in front of it; it stood there all alone in the center, looking completely out of place amidst the dazzling decorations around it.

"Old woman, even in death you have to be so flamboyant." Qianjun twitched his lips, picked up the memorial tablet, and strode straight into the inner hall. With a "bang," he kicked open the door to the secret chamber, and sure enough, a beautiful woman in her thirties was sitting inside.

"Old hag, are you tired of living?" Qianjun brandished the memorial tablet in his hand and roared at Madam Guiyue, "What new way to curse yourself to die?"

Lady Guiyue, who had been lazily reclining on the chaise longue, glanced at the newcomer upon hearing the voice and was so frightened that she almost rolled to the ground: "Damn, she's so ugly, girl, how dare you live in this world looking like that?"

Qianjun bristled: "It's me, you old hag!"

Guiyue was stunned for a moment, then stared at her for a long time before bursting into tears: "Jun'er? So this is what it looks like to become a ghost, what should we do..."

"I'm not dead! Can't you understand human language?!"

"You're not dead?" Guiyue asked in surprise. "Then how did you end up looking like this, neither human nor ghost?"

Qianjun didn't answer, but angrily threw the memorial tablet in front of her: "Answer me first, what are you doing?"

"Don't break it! Don't break it!" Guiyue quickly picked up the things on the ground like treasures, cursing angrily, "Do you think I wanted to fake my death! I did it all to avenge you! Back then, I led the Thousand Gold Hall to openly join forces with the Qingtu Sect to try and kill those people from the Ink Pavilion, but who knew that the lousy Qingtu Sect was all show and no substance, they were all wiped out. If I hadn't faked my death halfway through, did you expect that guy surnamed Lou to come and kick me?!"

"..." Qianjun rubbed his temples, concealing his slightly reddened eyes, "You old hag, you know perfectly well that our sect's martial arts have never been that great, why did you try to be a hero and fight them head-on..."

Hearing a sob in her voice, Guiyue got goosebumps all over: "What happened to your face?"

"It's alright, it's similar to disguise, there's an antidote."

"This is great, I can use it too. I haven't left the house in ages because I'm afraid of being hunted down by the Mo Pavilion."

"Can you stand how ugly you look after getting plastic surgery?"

“Women can bend and stretch,” Guiyue twirled gracefully. “At least that dead disciple had a conscience; he came to find his master first after being resurrected, instead of being blinded by lust and running off to see that blockhead first…”

Qianjun pouted: "How do you know I didn't go see Mutou first?"

"Come on, if you actually met him, you wouldn't be so calm anymore."

A bad feeling rose in his heart, and Qianjun frowned: "What do you mean?"

"That piece of wood is going to marry the Fairy Hibiscus."

Qianjun froze immediately, but after a moment he smiled again: "Who are you kidding? His master just passed away. That blockhead is definitely in mourning. How could he possibly get married right now?"

Oh dear, she's so clever, I couldn't fool her at all. Guiyue felt depressed and suddenly missed her silly little apprentice, Yunchan.

However, Qianjun was still somewhat uneasy. He waved his hand and said, "Old hag, I'm leaving now." With that, he flicked his sleeve and dashed out of the secret room.

"Wait a minute, give me that disguise potion first! You unfilial son..." Guiyue yelled angrily at the figure disappearing into the night sky. Fine, so eager to see your little lover? I won't remind you that the pockmarks on your face haven't healed yet; I'll let you scare that blockhead to death!

Yuanqingpai still boasts elegant and beautiful scenery, and has a pleasant atmosphere at night.

This wasn't Qianjun's first time here. He lightly flew onto a roof, lifted a tile, and by the moonlight, saw a pretty woman lying on the bed inside, presumably asleep.

"Hmph, you're the Fairy Hibiscus, aren't you? Watch me turn you into an ugly monster!" Qianjun pulled out the medicine from his sleeve, tiptoed down from the eaves, and slipped into the house through the window.

Just as he was about to sprinkle the medicine on the teapot, something cool suddenly touched his neck. Qianjun glanced over and saw a gleaming sword blade resting on his shoulder.

Tan Shiyao had woken up at some point, and holding her sword, she asked coldly, "Who goes there? What are you trying to do, sneaking into my room in the middle of the night?"

Knowing this woman was difficult to deal with, Qianjun reacted quickly, unexpectedly ducking back a few steps to escape. Tan Shiyao pursued relentlessly, immediately blocking her path, and Qianjun, with a bitter face, was forced to engage in combat with her.

The sounds of fighting quickly alerted those nearby, and Shen Yao and the other disciples of the sect rushed over, subduing Qian Jun in no time.

Shen Yao first inquired whether his junior sister was alright before turning to Qian Jun, who was bound hand and foot, and interrogated him: "Who are you? What are your intentions in sneaking into our sect in the middle of the night?"

Qianjun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that his ghostly appearance had not yet been restored, no wonder the other man did not recognize him.

But, but, according to Ugly Girl, when she was tricked by this pockmarked disguise technique, Master Xia still recognized her at a glance! This blockhead, why can't she be as intuitive as Master Xia?

Seeing his concerned look at Tan Shiyao, Qianjun felt even more uncomfortable and said fiercely, "I'm here to slash your junior sister's face!"

Shen Yao asked sternly, "Does the young lady have any grudge against my junior sister?"