C850 I Can't Help You

Long Zixuan…

The disciples were gritting their teeth and murmuring this name in their hearts. It was like they were cursing the person in their hearts. That feeling was extremely painful.

In another valley.

Beiming Chen was sitting cross-legged with the Scarlet Sky Dance Token in his hand. He looked at the names on the ranking list with his dark eyes. His handsome face was emotionless.

Beside him, Yue Lingyan was kneeling. She was still wearing a purple dress and her hair was tied into a beautiful bun. Her eyes were blood-red and filled with tiny blood vessels.

There were tears on her fair face. She looked extremely pitiful.

She bit her lips and said with a choked voice, “Brother Jiu, can you help me find the God of Dance’s Seal? If Aunt Ji finds out that I lost the God of Dance’s Seal, she will never forgive me…”

Before she finished, Yue Lingyan couldn’t help but cry. Her sad cry contained a faint sense of despair.

She just couldn’t help but want to take out the God of Dance’s Seal. However, she never thought that she would lose the God of Dance’s Seal.

That day, when she took out the God of Dance’s Seal by the river, she wanted to put it away. However, she was suddenly knocked out by someone. When she woke up, she found that the God of Dance’s Seal was gone.

It could be seen that the person who stole the God of Dance’s Seal had a plan. That person knew that the God of Dance’s Seal was on her. However, she didn’t know who that person was or why he knew that the God of Dance’s Seal had been on her.

She didn’t know what she should do. In her panic, she thought of Beiming Chen. Brother Jiu was so powerful, maybe he could help her find the God of Dance Seal.

As long as she could find the God of Dance Seal before the trial ended, then nothing would happen. Otherwise, not to mention whether Aunt Ji would forgive her or not, even if Aunt Ji forgave her, she wouldn’t be able to enter the Sacred Hall.

No, she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Aunt Ji had promised to give the Heavenly Dance Sect to her. She wanted her to be the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dance Sect, so she wouldn’t allow anyone to touch the Heavenly Dance Sect.

Beiming Chen put away the Heavenly Dance Token. He turned his head and looked at her coldly. He said in a cold voice, “Lingyan, we agreed. I will enter the trial to help you collect the points. After the trial ends, you will help me unravel the blood contract.”

He didn’t agree to Yue Lingyan’s request, nor did he reject her. However, he said something that had nothing to do with the God of Dance Seal.

Yue Lingyan’s body trembled. An inexplicable light appeared in her eyes, and her expression became unnatural.

She turned her head away and said in a daze, “Brother Jiu, aren’t you willing to help me find the God of Dance Seal?”

No matter if it was her voice or her expression, there was a faint sense of despair.

Beiming Chen shook his head and said, “I’m not unwilling to help you, but I can’t help you.”

Firstly, he had never seen the God of Dance Seal. Secondly, Yue Lingyan hadn’t even seen the person who took the God of Dance Seal. Besides, there were countless disciples in the trial ground. What could he do?

“No, no,” Yue Lingyan suddenly grabbed Beiming Chen’s hands and said excitedly, “Brother Jiu, as long as you want, you can definitely find the God of Dance’s Seal for me. Brother Jiu, please help me, please…”

The only person she could think of was Beiming Chen. If he didn’t agree to help her, she wouldn’t know what to do.

Yue Lingyan kept telling herself that no matter what, she had to convince Beiming Chen to help her.

Beiming Chen’s eyes fell on her hands. His eyes were cold and indifferent. He raised his wrist and struggled out of her hands.

Then, he stood up in front of her stunned eyes. He turned around and looked at the bright moon in the night sky. A breeze blew over, making his clothes flutter and his long hair move. His handsome face was hidden in the night.

“Lingyan, I can’t help you. You have to think of something else.”

Yue Lingyan’s face froze. A trace of ruthlessness flashed across her eyes. She didn’t think that even after saying so much, he was still unwilling to help her.

He didn’t want to help her at all.

If it was Yun Fengyu, the bitch, who asked for help, he would definitely not refuse her. Even if he couldn’t help her in the end, he would try his best.

Why did he refuse her so ruthlessly when it was her turn? Why was her position in his heart lower than that woman when they grew up together?

Yue Lingyan clenched her fists. She couldn’t control her hatred. She wanted to ask Bei Mingchen to turn against her, but she held herself back.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The hatred in her chest gradually calmed down.

[It’s okay if Brother Jiu doesn’t help me. I will ask him to help me.]

The God of Dance’s Seal was half of her life. She wouldn’t let it be taken away by someone else. No matter what price she had to pay, she would get it back.

As long as she thought of the person who took the God of Dance’s Seal from her, Yue Lingyan would want to skin him alive.

If she knew who took the God of Dance’s Seal away from her, she would never let that person go.

“Long Zixuan, you stole their points. Aren’t you afraid that those people will attack you behind our backs?”

On a soft red carpet, Long Zixuan sat cross-legged. Feng Yu had her head on his lap. She was holding the Sky Dance Token in her hand and looking at him from the bottom up. She had an indescribable smile on her face.

When she thought about how he defeated more than a hundred people in one move and forced them to take out the Sky Dance Token. She couldn’t control her emotions when she saw him take away their points in front of so many people.

That wicked Long Zixuan made her love him so much.

She knew that this guy wasn’t a good person, but she didn’t think that he would be so skilled when he did bad things. He didn’t look like a good person at all.

Long Zixuan reached out his hand and touched her long hair. He raised his eyebrows and said in a domineering tone, “Who dares?”

If someone dared, he didn’t mind teaching them what it meant to regret.

Feng Yu obviously loved his arrogant and domineering appearance, but she still couldn’t help but say, “So what if I dare? You don’t know anyway.”

“It’s fine if you don’t know.” Long Zixuan’s voice was cold. “But if I happen to know, I will make them regret being born.”

Feng Yu…

Look at how domineering her man was!

He was going to make others regret being born, but she was already so old. Could she be stuffed back into her mother’s womb?

“Okay, okay, no one dares, no one dares.” Feng Yu said fawningly, “You are so powerful. Only people with eyes dare to mess with you.”