Chapter 223 Shocked An Xiaoyu

"Sister Ziyue, there seems to be a letter from your eldest apprentice in the dove!"

Seeing the spirit pigeon exploded into pieces, An Xiaoyu stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at the remains of letters scattered on the chessboard, with a forced smile on her face.

"Ah, is that so?"

Ji Ziyue didn't seem to have any regrets, with a kind smile on her face.

"Youwei, did the spirit pigeon explode by itself just now?"

Su Youwei looked at her master's threatening gaze and nodded in fear: "...Yes, it exploded by itself just now, I saw it too."

"so……"

Ji Ziyue turned back to look at An Xiaoyu, squinting her eyes and smiling.

"Xiao Yu, it just blew up on its own!"

An Xiaoyu didn't know what to say after listening to Ji Ziyue's sophistry.

Sister Ziyue... her character of not admitting her mistakes is too bad!

"Okay...Sister Ziyue, how should we restore the letter now?"

An Xiao looked at the shards on the chessboard, her petite eyebrows knitted together.

Although she has the ability to transcend the tribulation period, she really doesn't have any spells that can restore things.

Ji Ziyue silently finished the melon in her hand and threw it in the yard. Then she took the handkerchief from Su Youwei and wiped her mouth with it.

"Leave this to me!"

Ji Ziyue said very confidently: "Recovering things couldn't be easier! Xiaoyu, just keep an eye on it!"

"Sister Ziyue..."

An Xiaoyu looked at Ji Ziyue with admiration, with expectation in her eyes.

And Ji Ziyue didn't talk nonsense, she put her index finger in front of her pink lips and recited a few chants.

Then he stretched out his finger, and a stream of spiritual power fell on the residue on the table.

Immediately afterwards, the remnants of those letters miraculously gathered together.

"It's amazing!"

An Xiaoyu looked at the intact letter and seemed to have completely forgotten who scattered the letter. All he said was his admiration for Ji Ziyue.

"Okay, let's take a look at what my disciple wrote!"

Ji Ziyue seemed to be used to An Xiaoyu's compliments and urged An Xiaoyu to read the letter quickly.

And An Xiaoyu gave this task to Su Youwei.

From her point of view, it seemed a bit out of character for a sect master like herself to do such a thing as reading letters, so it was just right to leave it to Su Youwei.

"Youwei, come and read your senior brother's letter!"

Su Youwei glanced at his master Ji Ziyue and saw that she had no objection, so he picked up the restored letter from the chess table and took a cursory glance.

It is indeed a letter written by senior brother!

After reading it briefly, Su Youwei began to read the letter.

"Dear Sect Master, disciple Jiang Feng has successfully penetrated into the Yin Puppet Sect and was recently promoted to the elder of the Yin Puppet Sect..."

Just these first words made An Xiaoyu unable to help but stand up.

She could still accept successfully breaking into the Yin Puppet Sect, but in such a short period of time, he was promoted to the elder of the Yin Puppet Sect. How did Jiang Feng do it?

"Lord Sect Master?"

Su Youwei was interrupted by An Xiaoyu's movements and looked at An Xiaoyu nervously.

"Don't stop...keep going!"

"Well..."

Su Youwei nodded fearfully and continued to look at the letter in his hand.

"... During this period of time in the Yin Puppet Sect, the disciples found out some secret information. The four major demon sects united together in an attempt to explore the ruins of the demon god."

"Today is the time for the four major demon sects to explore the ruins of the demon sect together. As the elder of the Yin Puppet Sect, I participated in this mission."

"If the disciples guessed correctly, the people of the True God Sect are planning to take the opportunity to resurrect the Demon God. It should be difficult for me to stop them with my own strength."

"I hope that the sect can send people to assist..."

The letter ends here.

After reading the letter, Su Youwei's eyes were full of worry. It was not difficult to see from Jiang Feng's letter that he should be in danger now.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think?"

After hearing the content of the letter, Ji Ziyue felt calm and just asked An Xiaoyu for her opinion.

An Xiaoyu and Ji Ziyue's calmness were completely opposite emotions.

She was extremely worried now. Jiang Feng said in the letter that the Demon God would be resurrected!

The demon god five hundred years ago almost destroyed half of the Great Xia Dynasty!

"Sister Ziyue, I think we should notify the other sects immediately, and then join forces to send a team to rush to the Demon God's ruins!"

The method An Xiaoyu mentioned can be said to be the most suitable at present.

After hearing this, Ji Ziyue had nothing to refute. She nodded slightly and said, "In that case, just do as you say, Xiaoyu!"

After receiving Ji Ziyue's affirmation, An Xiaoyu was happy for a while.

Then, she thought of something.

"Sister Ziyue, don't you plan to go?"

"Well, it should be enough if you, the swordsman, are here."

In an understatement, Ji Ziyue said words that moved An Xiaoyu extremely.

She suddenly discovered that Ji Ziyue's character seemed not as bad as she imagined.

"By the way, let's finish this game first. Before that, you are not allowed to run away."

An Xiaoyu: "..."

Okay... She took back her previous thoughts. Ji Ziyue had a very bad character. How could she, An Xiaoyu, be so virtuous that she would deal with such a big sister.

Half an hour later.

An Xiaoyu lost to Ji Ziyue by half a point. She felt that she had created a miracle. She lost the game that she was sure to win.

Lost... So good!

"Sister Ziyue, I'll go get ready first!"

After losing to Ji Ziyue, An Xiaoyu couldn't wait to escape from here.

She didn't want to play chess with Ji Ziyue anymore!

"Wait..."

Before Ji Ziyue could finish her words, An Xiaoyu disappeared.

Seeing that the game was over, Su Youwei, who had been nervous, breathed a sigh of relief. Now she just had to wait for Ji Ziyue to leave.

Unexpectedly, Ji Ziyue's eyes suddenly fell on her, like a needle piercing her back.

"Master?"

"Youwei, can you... play chess?"

Ji Ziyue stared at Su Youwei as if she was looking at her prey, with a bright smile on her charming face.

Recalling An Xiaoyu's miserable state, Su Youwei hurriedly shook her head, her slender and delicate body trembling like a frightened rabbit.

"Master, I can't do it!"

"No! It smells like a lie!"

Ji Ziyue's voice sounded very calm, but it sounded like thunder in Su Youwei's ears.

Su Youwei had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "That... I only know a little bit!"

"That's right!"

Ji Ziyue seemed to have discovered a treasure, and began to pull Su Youwei to play chess together. As for the matter of the Demon God Ruins, she didn't worry about it at all.

It wasn't until she really played chess with Ji Ziyue that Su Youwei realized An Xiaoyu's sadness.

Master's chess skills... are not even as good as a three-year-old child!