Chapter 41
The room was dark and empty, with white air everywhere.
There was only an ice bed in the center, crystal clear, as bright as crystal, with a strong cold air. Ji Xuan sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, and meditated quietly.
A fox sneaked in quietly and hid in the corner. The white mist dissipated and the fox suddenly transformed into a human form.
Sang Yihuan hid behind the stone pillar, looked around, and finally focused on the man. Ji Xuan's eyebrows were frosted, his eyes were tightly closed, his temperament was refined, elegant and calm.
He didn't know the intruder in the forbidden room, let alone what the intruder was going to do.
With her eyes fixed, as if she had made some kind of determination, the woman's clothes were loose and she slowly approached the person in the center with her bare feet.
Quietly approaching Junba's figure, her arms climbed up like a snake, and her warm body pressed against Ji Xuan's cold body. The skin in contact trembled. Sang Yihuan couldn't help but gasp, and her body pressed closer.
It's so cold, and the motionless person in front of me is like an ice sculpture. He has no desires and desires, like an immortal who cannot express his emotions or anger.
The huge difference in body temperature gave her the illusion that she was a human being, while Ji Xuan was a demon who could seduce people and not think about food or tea.
Twisting his waist, Sang Yihuan tilted his head, resting on Ji Xuan's shoulder, facing Ji Xuan. From a distance, it looked like the two of them were entwined.
The ears on the top of her head popped out, and her eyes changed into animal eyes, shining with pink light, and her eyes were as charming as silk. Her arms gradually stretched forward and slid down, touching her hard chest.
"Hmm..."
Ji Xuan frowned, his spiritual consciousness separated from the retreat, his eyes opened slightly, he quickly squeezed the secret in his hand, and the sword made a buzzing sound about to move.
Before he could react, Sang Yihuan moved flexibly and moved directly in front of Ji Xuan. She clamped the man's hand with both hands and pressed him onto the ice bed. She knelt and sat on him.
The slender jade-like legs clamped him tightly, and the weak force suppressed him unable to move. The traces of the brocade clothes rubbed against the delicate skin, causing a slight itching. The long hair fell down on the shoulders, and the two looked at each other.
Ji Xuan's voice was cold and hard: "Su Huan, who asked you to come in?"
With piercing eyes, he spoke while struggling with his arms, trying to get rid of her restraints.
With half-lidded eyelashes, Sang Yihuan glanced at the man's eyebrows, all the way down, and settled on the thin red lips. He always used this place to say hurtful words.
Ignoring him, she arched her waist slightly, her face was beautiful, her animal eyes were shining brightly in the dark forbidden room, with a look of desperate determination.
Leaning over, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and you could even hear the weak heartbeat, strong and powerful.
Ji Xuan stared at her, but she was not afraid. Sang Yihuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowly exhaled smoke from his red lips. The sweet pink and white smoke blew onto the person's face, and then got into the nasal cavity.
His face was visibly flushed, and even the strength of his struggle was much reduced. Heat surged up and spread to all his meridians.
Ji Xuan gritted his teeth and asked with difficulty: "What did you do?"
The woman smiled and said: "I... just wanted to get close to you."
Sang Yihuan had an innocent face, as if she didn't understand why he asked, and her cheeks turned crimson. Wave after wave of gasping sounds seemed particularly bewildering in the silence.
The rain falls outside and moistens everything.
The spring bamboo shoots slowly arched up and reached the thin layer of the earth, trying to break through the ground. However, like human nature, they moved their position to avoid the spring bamboo shoots that were about to break through the ground.
It was painful for the person below him, and he was unable to be restrained. He groaned and could only endure it.
The woman's eyebrows were rippled, and she complained squeamishly: "I blame you."
Even so, her body was a little unsteady, and she pressed back insincerely, looking for a place to lean on so that she could sit more stable.
She was pressed lightly, and her body was shaking restlessly, as if she was experiencing the slide of a cub, or teasing the monster with food, teasing little by little to see when the monster would become angry.
The hands in front reached out to both sides, seemingly picking something apart inadvertently, and the fingertips kept spinning, as bad as a child, causing ripples to rise layer by layer.
Suppressing the surging enthusiasm, Ji Xuan sneered and turned his head away from looking at her.
Observing him calmly, Ji Xuan's cheeks turned red. The original biting chill was slightly lessened, and the woman's face was filled with joy.
Supporting her strong abdomen, she slowly lowered her waist and leaned over her ears. Sang Yihuan exhaled a quiet breath, her voice was seductive and charming, and her lips lightly touched: "Come and play with me, don't you want to be happy?" "
The charm that uniquely belongs to the fox clan emanates, and ordinary words become particularly psychedelic, making people unable to help but obey. Ji Xuan's firm eyes become distracted and gradually dyed with a touch of red.
The Fox clan is best at illusions, and the Yousu clan is even more famous for its charm. Since the fall of the Yin Dynasty in ancient times, the Yousu clan has disappeared without a trace.
As a princess of the Su clan, she naturally needs to learn secret techniques. In the past few years, she has not only practiced swordsmanship diligently, but also practiced the secret techniques of the Su clan.
Hard work paid off, and in just a few years, she was able to use the secret technique at will.
She tapped the corner of the man's mouth with her fingertips, and Sang Yi's eyes flashed with regret, causing the tail emerging from the secret technique to sway in the air, and she whispered delicately: "Ji Xuan, I don't want to either." The
restless Ji Xuan stood up suddenly, with his hips The person on top was knocked down on the other side of the ice bed, and the cold ice pressed against Sang Yihuan's skin, making her shiver with cold.
The breathing in the silence became heavier and heavier. Ji Xuan's eyes were dazed as he pulled at the hem of his clothes, trying to reduce the heat. Sang Yihuan lay on the ice bed, with one leg slightly bent and smooth lines.
She raised her eyes slightly and hooked her hand at the person. Ji Xuan sat on the ice bed, close to her. They no longer exchanged harsh words like before, but he was still not close to Sang Yihuan.
Looking at the disheveled and handsome man, disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes. She took his hand and asked seductively: "Is it very hot? Can I let you cool down?"
"Cool?" Ji Xuan, who was possessed by the charm. A little slow, murmuring and repeating.
"Yes, I'll let you cool down. Come on."
Asking Ji Xuan to sit across from him, Sang Yihuan half-supported his body, and his red clothes slid down his shoulders, revealing his white shoulders.
Her hair stood up slightly because of the cold, but she didn't care and just looked at Ji Xuan.
The drizzle was pouring, and some people actually entered the forbidden room through the gap. It was a beautiful scene, and it was very interesting.
The moment her fingertips touched the nectar, Sang Yihuan smiled, raised her head slightly, and asked softly: "Is it cold?"
Ji Xuan was a little confused, and frowned slightly: "Hot, not cold."
The rain and Ji Xuan's slightly cool body temperature In comparison, it was not even a bit worse. Weihan pulled back Ji Xuanji's hand fiercely, and Sang Yihuan immediately grabbed him and prevented him from leaving.
Sang Yihuan's flirtatious eyes coaxed him, Ji Xuan closed his eyes and silently looked at his fingertips, the dangerous heat in his body urging him on.
In an instant, the tentative fingers returned to their positions again.
His black hair fell down on his face, and he stared intently at the gap, as if wiping the scabbard of a sword, testing the pattering rain a little bit.
The frosty face of Ji Xuan stimulated her nerves. Sang Yihuan raised her head slightly, her legs became weak, and the plum branches in the forbidden room also bent over.
The aftermath of using the secret method made it difficult for the body to hide its heat. The body was like a scalding stove, and the coldness of the ice bed formed a world of ice and fire. Sang Yihuan felt a little uncomfortable.
And my fingers clearly felt the rain getting heavier, and the air revealed heat and humidity.
"Wet."
"Yes, it will be stronger in a while, and you will feel cool."
The woman's tone was slightly raised, and Ji Xuan's eyes were full of emotions. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he followed his instinct and kissed her, and then started to bite.
Sang Yihuan inserted her fingertips into his hair and held his head, feeling the hot breath on his cheeks and neck. The world was spinning for a while, and their positions were reversed by Ji Xuan.
Sitting on the ice bed, feeling the cold air under her body, Sang Yihuan couldn't help frowning, as if she was in the sea, as helpless as a small boat, enduring the waves of the wind and waves. , sweeping and rushing.
After the storm, the waves gradually calmed down.
The forbidden room was filled with a rich aroma, and the ice bed was filled with a gorgeous color. The woman with skin as white as jade fell weakly on it, with red marks on her slender arms, like blossoming plum blossoms.
A sword was quietly placed on her neck, just a hair away. He said bitterly: "Do you want to die if you use this kind of clumsy method on me?"
"Ji Xuan, no matter how clumsy the method is, as long as it works, you Aren't you having fun?"
Without fear of the sword on his neck, Sang Yihuan stood up slowly, leaning against him as softly as possible, with eyes full of affection, and stretched out her hand to hold him.
Ji Xuan shook it off, with a sharp look in his eyes, he shouted: "I'm not Jihua. I thought that using this method would make me obedient to you."
Sang Yihuan was stunned, and the joy of getting along with Ji Xuan gradually faded away. , looked at him in disbelief, she had only been like this to him from beginning to end, and how could she ever let Jihua obey her?
She trembled: "Have I ever said that I want you to be obedient?"
"Otherwise, why did you choose to do this kind of thing when they are not around?"
"That's because of my heart. I'm happy with you!"
In the Fox Clan, when they identify a person, they will form a double knot of spiritual consciousness to express their feelings and show that they will never change their feelings and spend this life together.
She admitted that she had used dishonorable means, but she had tried countless methods over the past few years, and Ji Xuan still refused to look at her.
"Xin Yue? Your Xinyue is an open spiritual consciousness without any care?"
Pa -
Ji Xuan tilted his head slightly, with red marks on his face, and froze in place, while Sang Yihuan's palms were trembling, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and his heart was filled with excitement. The starting point is bitter.
With a hoarse voice, she glared angrily: "Ji Xuan, I have always liked you. From the moment you saved me, I have been thinking about you."
"Are you really ruthless if you practice the ruthless way? ! You really didn't notice my closeness and attentiveness in the past few years, or...or did you know it all along, and you were just teasing me?"
A hand from the side reached out, trying to wipe the corners of Sang Yihuan's eyes. Tears were avoided by her.
Ji Xuan stiffly retracted his hand and silently retracted the sword he held high. Although he didn't believe Su Huan's sweet words, he somehow didn't want her to cry.
Feeling depressed, Sang Yihuan just wanted to go back to her clan to find her brother. When she lifted her skirt, she choked with sobs and hurriedly ran out of the forbidden room.
Finally, she passed by Ji Xuan and said unwillingly: "No matter how you misunderstand, I will never give up. Ji Xuan, you must be mine."
The figure left, Ji Xuan subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the tulle fell along the Sliding down between his fingers, he watched her leave.
Lang Wujing's heart skipped a beat. He clutched his chest and froze in place, his chest feeling inexplicably heavy.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he blamed everything on the sudden accident. Thinking back to Sang Yihuan's serious expression, he couldn't help but think more.
What if, what if what she said was true...
After a long time, he came out of the forbidden room.
"Ji Xuan, why are you suddenly in seclusion..."
Su Xin's faint smile froze on her face mid-sentence, her eyes fixed on the man's exposed neck, and she tightened her fingers.
Taking a deep breath, she asked calmly: "I came back today, but I didn't see Su Huan practicing swordsmanship. Where is Ji Xuan?"
Ji Xuan stiffly said, "No, I didn't see it."
A hand came close to his neck, and Ji Xuan raised his hand. He blocked it and looked at the offending person with a cold expression.
Su Xin took back her hand, staring at the red mark with her eyes motionless, her eyelashes slightly lowered, and explained: "The skirt of the clothes is a little crooked."
Ji Xuan hummed and started to straighten it, without any surprise, but it was obvious that he was wearing clothes. Neat, not like that.
Su Xin's eyes dimmed and she suddenly said: "Today I saw a biography of Zhiguai, which records a demon fox from ancient times. Has Ji Xuan read it?"
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Hearing the word fox, Ji Xuan's calm eyes flashed, he touched the lapel of his clothes, rubbed his fingertips, and said calmly: "I have never liked reading miscellaneous books."
Su Xin nodded slightly, with a pale expression on her face. Smiling: "Ever since you started practicing Wuqing Dao, you have been obsessed with swordsmanship, and your temper is not as restrained as before."
The man listened quietly, holding back his breath, and did not respond to her. He simply told her what he saw and heard.
She said: "It's a coincidence that the fox in that book has the same surname as Su Huan, so I immediately thought of her, but..."
The woman's brows were slightly furrowed and her eyes were slanted, as if she was in trouble, and It seems difficult to speak.
"You have always been generous, why are you so hesitant?"
Instead of being pleased with Ji Xuan's praise, Su Xin's eyes changed slightly, flashing coldly in an instant. Ignoring his urging, I finally made up my mind.
She said slowly: "In the biography, it is written that the name of the demon fox is Su Daji, and it is the Suhu tribe. This tribe is good at lying and enchantment. The demon fox confuses the king of the Yin Dynasty, making the Yin Dynasty strict and strict, and the people are in dire straits. In the end, the Yin Dynasty flourished in ancient times. The dynasty was destroyed, and the Su clan disappeared in front of everyone. "
Ji Xuan's face was a little cold, and his mind was full of those glazed beast eyes, the way she clung to him in the forbidden room, her sweet voice, and her soft waist. The two fought to death.
After cultivating the path of ruthlessness, this was the first time that my calm mind was disturbed by the charm technique for a long time.
Looking down at the slender fingers, he couldn't help but lose consciousness, wondering whether Su Huan's words were true or false, and what it felt like to like...
After getting no response from Ji Xuan for a long time, Su Xin's voice was slightly higher, still clear and sweet, with a smile: "But how could Su Huan happen to be a fox from the Su clan, go out alone, and be rescued by you? This is inevitable It's too much of a coincidence, how could Su Huan be so scheming?"
Ji Xuan shook his head in disapproval and said matter-of-factly: "It's just a book, Su Huan is very different from the demon fox."
But he didn't know the tone of talking about Su Huan. It's more soothing than before, even the chill has subsided a bit.
The subtle changes did not escape Su Xin's eyes. She lowered her head and smiled. She was not sure, only vague: "Maybe."
"How did you and Jihua go down the mountain?"
Su Xin shook her head, with a sad look on her face: "Monster beast. There were frequent rebellions, and the Ziyang Sect coordinated with other sects to kill him, but the effect was not good. They seemed to have known the information in advance, and they couldn't help but not catch him. "
Is there any clue?"
"Now I suspect that Nian Yao. " The beasts are leading the rebellion, and there are spies among the human cultivators, but the captured monsters refused to speak, and they didn't ask anything."
The woman in white looked worried, while looking at the people around her with a confused expression. .
Until Ji Xuan raised his hand slightly, looking at the cage with his dark eyes, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, with a faint cold air: "I'll go and interrogate."
"You just came out of seclusion, didn't you..."
Su Xin stopped and persuaded. He rested for a while, and Ji Xuan walked straight away regardless of her kind persuasion.
As the man left, Su Xin, who was looking anxious, tightened her face, and her gentle skin seemed to be torn open, revealing the other side of her cold heart, with a hint of pride at the corner of her mouth.
She raised her chin reservedly, with resentment flashing in her eyes, and sneered: "Ji Hua robbed, Ji Xuan also robbed, he is really an ignorant beast, greed will definitely lead to death."
Glancing at the cage, she flicked her sleeves, He straightened his posture and left slowly.
The cave prison was illuminated by sporadic spiritual fires, so that it was not too dark inside, and the sound of chains clashing was ringing.
Ji Xuan strolled in the dark cave, taking his time, his eyes fixed on the high pillar in the center. A man with disheveled hair was tied to the stone pillar, his arms still struggling desperately.
When he noticed someone, the bound person raised his eyes, his eyes were as red as blood, and he bared his teeth and roared: "Kill! Kill the human race!!"
Standing still, Ji Xuan stared at him calmly, the bound person was a tiger beast, When he loses control of his emotions, the tiger spots on his face are looming, and he can no longer maintain his human form.
He was dazed and couldn't help but recall the day he met the fox, who was also a tiger beast.
The sword pierced his heart, blood oozing out, and the mad tiger roared. In a frantic mood, Ji Xuan slowly withdrew the sword and asked, "What are your intentions of disturbing the human world?"
"Bah, you bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites. !"
Ji Xuan had no expression on his face, and then asked: "Who is your spy?"
"..."
Perhaps realizing that Ji Xuan was different from the other interrogators, the tiger tilted its head and said nothing, and its spiritual consciousness stung. Incomparably, it made him even more restless.
Ji Xuan was not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
As time passed, the water in the cave kept dripping, the tiger's mad mood became more obvious, and its nerves became more fragile.
At this time, Ji Xuan made a secret with one hand, used the sword as a pen, and swung it in the air straight into its body.
The tiger beast violently leaned back, howled to the sky, and its eyes became dull. Ji Xuan asked in a loud voice: "Who ordered you to invade the human world."
"No..." The tiger beast spoke vaguely, and the spiritual mark suddenly appeared, making a roaring sound. Voice, eyes dull, dumbly said: "Yes...it is the Fox Clan."
Ji Xuan pursed his lips tightly, his calm and calm emotions fluctuated again, with a stern look on his face, the long sword in his hand, the veins were slightly bulging due to the exertion, and asked again Said: "Who are you talking about?"
"Fox clan, fox clan..."
The tiger beast said two words over and over again. Ji Xuan's temples jumped wildly, and he slashed with the sword. When he was just a hair away, he controlled it with his hand. The sword is missing.
Looking at him intently, when he sheathed his sword, the hilt hit the tiger beast's chest hard, and then turned away.
The cold voice echoed for a long time, and it was cold-hearted: "I will check it myself. If I find you lying...hehe."
The tiger beast muttered, and blood slowly seeped out from the corners of its mouth, dripping on the black ground, still He repeated stupidly, his whole body was like a frozen puppet.
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The jungle is dense, the waves of flowers are rolling, and there is no wind while the petals are falling. The place without any human destruction is like a fairyland.
"Huanhuan? Huanhuan?...Huanhuan!"
Sang Yihuan suddenly came back to his senses and raised his eyes to show that he was listening.
But her acting skills, which were full of flaws, were not enough for the Fox clan. The little fox lay in the grass and looked at her.
He was obviously just a fox, but his expression was extremely rich. He looked at her with a look of disdain and a hint of helplessness.
The Su tribe is the best at deceiving, and as Su Baihu's innate ability, Su Huan seems to have no roots here. He can't lie, and he is so poor at playing tricks.
Licking his furry paws, the little fox asked: "What are you thinking about? You are not excited about such an important thing as ancestor worship."
This is ancestor worship, once in a hundred years, not only to honor the ancestors, but also to show that the Su clan has an unbroken line. , exist forever in the world.
This is a prosperous time for the entire fox clan, and all the foxes will have a party. Now the human world is in chaos and there are constant disputes. Some of the Sioux clan live in seclusion here and are ordered not to go out. All the foxes are suffocating to death.
Su Huan, who came back temporarily, looked absent-minded.
"I..." Sang Yihuan covered her violently beating heart and hesitated to speak.
For some reason, since she came back, she felt faintly uncomfortable, and an impatient sense of danger lingered in her heart.
Sang Yi thought happily, maybe it was because of the use of charm.
"How's your cultivation going with that person?"
"Mianmian, don't ask."
Su Mian curled her lips, feeling bored. She had been out for several years, but she didn't even get a personal cultivation, but for the sake of it For the sake of good sisters.
She kindly gave her advice: "It's hard to raise your cultivation level. Isn't it hard to find a man? Besides, what kind of people do we in the Fox Clan have?"
Covering her ears, Sang Yihuan refused to listen to her brainwashing. She just liked Ji Xuan, that's all. That one will never fall in love with someone else.
Su Mian rolled her eyes and closed her mouth: "I won't waste my time with you."
"Where's my brother? I have something to talk to him about."
"Su Wen, the ancestor worship ceremony is coming soon, of course at the Bailong clan leader's place. "
Sang Yihuan got the answer, picked up her skirt, and ran towards the clan leader's cave. Her movements could not be said to be light, but a little more lively than before. Su Mian shook her head in confusion and lay down lazily.
There are books everywhere in the cave, and luminous pearls are set on the walls, shimmering.
The woman looked majestic and had white hair. Simply bundling it up on her head made people feel gorgeous and noble. The man in green lowered his head respectfully and listened quietly.
Just listen to her instructions: "On that day during the ceremony, all the elders gathered together to use the spiritual energy ceremony. This will definitely loosen the barrier. You must lead the guards then..."
"Grandma~" Sang Yihuan ran in and shouted with a sweet smile. people.
The originally serious woman's expression softened slightly, and she glanced at her slightly. Seeing that her body was unharmed, she reluctantly said, "She knows how to pretend to be good."
Sang Yihuan stuck out her tongue and stood obediently next to Su Wen.
Su Wen winked at her, and Sang Yihuan understood immediately. He gently tugged on her grandmother's sleeves with her fingertips, swung her arms from side to side, and said coquettishly: "Grandma—"
"If you haven't been back for so long, you will be noisy when you come back." ." As she said this, her grandmother's face softened slightly and she gestured to Su Wen.
Su Wen slightly cupped his hands and left, leaving only his grandmother and Sang Yihuan in the cave. Grandma stood up and walked slowly out of the cave, followed by Sang Yihuan.
Su Bailong looked at the breeze and dew atmosphere outside and the lively Fox Clan, and called softly: "Huan'er, you have been outside for a long time, it's time to come back. You not only represent yourself, you are also the future leader of the Fox Clan. Your course The elders have already made arrangements."
Sang Yihuan lowered her head. She knew that she should shoulder the responsibility of the Fox Clan, but she couldn't let go of Ji Xuan, so she let her... be willful one last time.
After making up her mind, she said, "Grandma, after the ceremony, I will study in the clan."
"Seriously?"
"Yes." She answered firmly, a little pleading, "Grandma, can I bring the human race to the ancestor worship ceremony."
"Ridiculous! How can outsiders be brought here for the ancestor worship ceremony."
Sang Yihuan whispered softly to her, her watery eyes pleading pitifully: "Grandma, I won't bring them here, just to the red birch forest. After the ceremony, Huan'er will never step out of the Fox Clan. "
The red birch forest is a sacred tree for the Yousu clan. It is red all year round, symbolizing passionate and holy love. It is also known as the "Love Tree". It is said that there are lovers. We hold hands under the tree and make a lifelong commitment. They can be together for a hundred years.
She wanted to take Ji Xuan there, be brave again, and use all her enthusiasm, hoping to get a response from him.
The last time, this is the last time.
If he still didn't respond, the relationship between the two of them could only end here, pain flashed in Sang Yihuan's eyes.
Sang Yihuan's promise moved her. It would be best if her always lively granddaughter voluntarily returned to her clan and never went out again.
She thought for a moment and reluctantly agreed: "Only this time."
Sang Yi smiled brightly and cheered: "Thank you, grandma! Huan'er will go and prepare now."
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The man stopped his hand, put down the letter gently, and said without looking back: "Now that we are here, why are you hiding?"
Sang Yihuan simply let go and rushed towards Su Wen, laughing endlessly. Jue, her arms hugged him tightly, and her body leaned forward due to the impact. Even the letter fell, but Su Wen didn't care.
He turned his head slightly, glanced at the happy sister, with a smile in his eyes, and asked softly: "You are so happy, it seems that grandma didn't blame you."
"How can you not, it is all the credit of my brother, helping me to deal with grandma. I have been able to go out for so many years. My grandmother did not blame me, and my brother had the greatest credit."
Sang Yi said with a smile, and gently squeezed the shoulder of the person in front of her to relieve the tension in her body. Her brother's brows were really relieved.
As the next chief of the Yousu tribe, Sang Yihuan was supposed to learn from the elders after his transformation, handle the affairs of the tribe, and master all major matters including ancestor worship before succeeding as the chief of the tribe.
A few years ago, she learned about her feelings while accompanying Ji Xuan, and she resolutely chose to stay with Ji Xuan.
She told her brother about this matter. Although he was dissatisfied, he finally decided to help her deal with it after her repeated begging. What he was doing now was actually her responsibility.
Su Wen's fatigue was obvious, and Sang Yihuan felt guilty in his heart. He hugged his brother and whispered: "It's all Huan'er's willfulness. My brother is tired."
"How could it be? I should have learned it in the first place. I might as well have practiced earlier." " Sensing her abnormality, Su Wen put his hand on her back and gently comforted her, "My thoughts have not changed from beginning to end. I think he is not suitable for you, but... if Huan'er likes it, then give it a try. "
Brother..."
"You have to remember that no matter what time, brother is here."
Sang Yihuan's eyes were filled with tears, and he hugged Su Wen tightly, closing his eyes tightly to feel the peace at this time, and murmured: "I will do it again." Sex is the last time, and there will be no next time. "
"Silly girl, you always have the chance to be willful, and there will always be a next time. With me and grandma, we will always be here."
Sang Yi smiled happily. Nodding hard, Su Wen held her chin in his hand and rubbed her soft cheek: "Okay, go do what you want to do."
His words soothed her low mood and cheered her up.
Sang Yihuan left her brother's arms, arched her body, looked into his eyes with her mouth slightly pouted, and said tentatively: "Then I will leave early and come back early?"
"..."
Su Wen was silent, and Sang Yihuan's ears trembled slightly, Sliding away faster than a rabbit, a voice came from the running figure: "Let's go, see you in a few days!"
The light slanted through the hole, and Sang Yihuan's figure was immersed in the light spots, seeming to be integrated with the thousands of feet of light. Wen raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head helplessly.
At the same time, he worked hard to pick up the letters on the ground and continued to deal with matters that originally belonged to his sister, including the arrangements for the ancestor worship ceremony.
Although tired, Su Wen straightened his back and looked meticulously.
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"Everyone, be careful, lest the monsters attack back." Su Xin raised her voice, her clothes flowing in the wind.
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
There were monster beasts scattered on the ground, and everyone used sharp weapons at hand or inserted them into the monster beasts to prevent them from dying completely.
Most of the people present were wearing gray and white clothes with high buns. Although the style was simple, the clothes were gleaming with golden light. There was a token hanging around the waist, with cloud patterns engraved around it, and "Ziyang" engraved in small seals in the middle. Two words.
Others wore different costumes and used different weapons, but they followed the Ziyang Sect disciples when they acted.
Ji Xuan and Ji Hua stood with their backs to each other, their swords in their hands. Unlike the other disciples who looked embarrassed, they were elegant and spotless, except for the blood stains on the blades.
Su Xin flew down and looked at the two of them with a smile: "This place has been settled and the people can live in peace for the time being."
Ji Hua frowned and couldn't figure it out: "Why have monsters caused chaos in recent years?"
There were monsters causing chaos in the past. But the number is very small, and there is never any large-scale disturbance or destruction. Most of the monsters are alone.
Nowadays, in just a few months, monsters have caused chaos in many places. They appear on a large scale and are extremely aggressive. People's lives are disturbed, and deaths and injuries are common.
Even if Ziyang Sect and other sects were dispatched, they could not be expelled and captured at once.
Ji Xuan pursed his lips slightly and said nothing. He glanced without any trace and replied: "With such a large scale, it seems that the monsters have already planned it. Maybe the monsters have the greed to invade the human world. If they are still like this, we We can only kill him."
As soon as he said this, many disciples responded, and their momentum increased greatly. Jihua had many thoughts, and Ji Xuan opened his thin lips, trying to say something.
Su Xin received the response, looked at the two of them with a smile, and seemed to remind: "If they are still harmful to people, as monks we shoulder the important task of pacifying the world, we can only kill them, right?"
"That's true.
"Hmm." The
words were different. Ji Xuan and Ji Hua gave the same answer in the affirmative. Su Xin's eyes flashed slightly, and the smile on her lips was a little more genuine.
The disciples left one after another, and Su Xin and the other three stood guard, waiting for them to finally pack up and leave.
The wind blew past, Ji Xuan held his sword, his ears moved slightly, and suddenly he looked up at the sky expressionlessly. Ji Hua also raised his head slightly. Before Su Xin could ask, a black spot appeared in front of everyone not far away.
"So you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time." Sang Yihuan said.
The girl was dressed in red, looking at them with a smile. Her clothes were fluttering in the wind, like two butterflies fluttering, her bun was slightly hanging, and she was falling from the sky like a flying fairy. She was so beautiful.
Su Xin's smile froze, and she looked at her and then at her elegant dress. She tightened her fingers and said with a slight surprise, "Looking for us?"
"Yes." Sang Yihuan looked directly at the handsome young man standing with a sword in his hand. , feeling slightly nervous, "I...Jihua, Suxin, I want to chat with Ji Xuan alone for a while."
The person with evasive eyes came into view, Ji Xuan raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyelashes.
Suddenly startled, he reached out and touched his cheek, glanced at the injured disciples around him, and the smile he showed suddenly disappeared.
Jihua was stunned: "Alone?"
After spending several years together, Jihua was used to Sang Yihuan not shying away from anything, but this was the first time he heard her say that, and he suddenly realized that the ignorant Sang Yihuan had a troubling look in her eyes during the past few years. Thousands of emotions arise.
Su Xin had doubts on her face, and she asked and joked: "I don't know what it is that we can't listen to." As he said that, he stayed in place and had no intention of moving.
"It's some private matters."
The woman hesitated, her lips and teeth were carefully considering his words, and the disdain flashed in the depths of her dark eyes, which was somewhat clear, and she said considerately: "In that case, please do it."
She walked to a place farther away . , Ji Xuan looked at the beautiful figure who was still walking in front of her. The bright red dress was a color that belonged to her alone, and her heart skipped a beat.
His calm eyes made waves, passing by in an instant, he suddenly stopped and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
If she had known his attitude, Sang Yihuan still felt a pain in her heart, and twitching the corners of her mouth, she tried her best to smile, She stared at the person in front of her with captivating eyes: "I... I want to invite you to a place."
"When?"
Ji Xuan's question made her happy, and Sang Yihuan answered hurriedly.
After being informed of the time, Ji Xuan frowned and flatly refused, sending Sang Yihuan directly into the endless prison, leaving him feeling more lost and dejected.
"Why?"
Sang Yihuan's voice was trembling, and her tone was full of confusion. She looked down at the red clothes she had put on specially, and felt only the disappointment that penetrated her heart, and all the energy was drained from her body.
Yes, why, she wanted to ask why from beginning to end.
When he struggled to choose a path and thunder fell from the sky, she ignored the instinct of the orcs to fear the thunder; when his sword was fierce and his veins were stimulated, she traveled thousands of miles to collect spiritual plants...
Not to mention one by one, she No matter how hard she paid, Ji Xuan didn't even give her a sideways glance.
Now, she just wants to invite him, so she can't avoid him.
It was obvious that she had decided to let go. This was the last hope, but Ji Xuan refused to give her a favor to let her express her feelings.
The woman lowered her head and her voice was as low as falling into the water and immersed at the bottom of the lake. She was like a spiritual pet whose plaything was taken away, dejected and pitiful.
His fingers were itchy and he wanted to rub something. Ji Xuan turned his head and suppressed the sudden thoughts that came to him to prevent himself from being deceived.
Pursing his lips lightly, seeing that the woman was still disappointed, he couldn't help but explain: "Time collision."
Sang Yihuan suddenly raised her head, the stars in her eyes were bright, like a treasure from heaven and earth falling on her, she was extremely surprised: "You can go in advance! Go in advance."
"Just the two of us?"
Seeing that his expression was normal, Sang Yihuan looked at Jihua and the other two, hesitating a little, and fearing that he would refuse, and finally said: "Everyone can go together, but that place... only you and me can do it. Go. "
There must be no third person, she added secretly in her heart.
Seeing that she was full of energy and vitality, Ji Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and covered his chest with his palms. Confusion flashed in his eyes. He didn't know whether it was because of his unstable mind or a sign of going crazy. He faintly felt that his cultivation level was declining.
"If you agree, you can't go back on it! That day is very important."
Sang Yihuan smiled brightly, grabbed Ji Xuan unprepared, and walked happily towards Ji Hua and Ji Hua.
His hand was held by a warm and soft hand, but by some mistake, Ji Xuan did not break away. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the place where the two of them were holding each other, as if comparing them.
The woman's hands were small and soft, and they were still delicate even after years of sword practice. They were different from his calloused hands, and the fingers were like onions, which was perfect.
Her hand failed to wrap around him, but she held him tightly and pulled him to walk. Ji Xuan couldn't help but think about whether swordsmanship could also overcome strength with softness. There was no need to pursue the so-called sharpness of the move and the ruthlessness of the sword.
His thoughts suddenly disappeared, and the few people gathered together again. Ji Hua looked curious, but did not speak.
Su Xin glanced at it, her eyelashes covering the darkness, and asked with a smile: "Mysterious, but what did we talk about?"
"Nothing, I just want to invite you to my home."
Ji Hua: "A guest?"
Su Xin: " Your home..."
"It's not really a home, it's the place where I grew up."
Sang Yihuan said a few words, vaguely. He only said that he was celebrating a festival in the clan, and to show his care for them for several years, he invited them to the clan. Be a guest.
After hearing this, several people nodded in agreement without hesitation. Sang Yihuan felt happy and looked at Ji Xuan eagerly. Ji Xuan noticed her gaze and nodded without any objection.
Su Xin saw that the other disciples were about to pack up, so she took the first step to say goodbye: "I want to go back to Ziyang Sect, so I will go first."
Before leaving, she turned around and looked at Sang Yihuan with a smile. The colorful light shone on the white clothes, like a fairy with her eyes. While Xiaguang was making clothes, she whispered: "I will definitely not be absent."
Jihua asked the remaining two people: "In that case, we also go back first?" Ji Xuan
shook his head slightly, looking at the endless distance, his voice was cold: "I want to Go somewhere."
"Then I will..."
"No." Before Sang Yihuan could finish, Ji Xuan refused firmly.
Silent's eyes were extremely cold, they were still like icebergs that exuded cold air and refused to be seen thousands of miles away. The kind words and responses just now were all illusions, and they bluntly extinguished Sang Yihuan's enthusiasm.
Chapter 44
Under the gaze of stern eyes, Sang Yihuan closed her mouth and lowered her raised hands, fearing that the person who had promised would go back on his promise.
Ji Xuan followed Ji Hua with squinting eyes. She moved silently behind Ji Hua, as well-behaved as a rabbit. Ji Hua had a smile in her eyes and changed the subject: "You can go ahead. The monsters here have been eliminated. We will wait for you at Kunlun Ruins."
Ji Xuan nodded in response, and before leaving, he glanced at the woman. The sword floated in the air, he turned around and stood on it, and flew away with the sword.
Sang Yihuan used her hand as a tool to explore from a distance, looking at the faint figure in the distance with deep reluctance in her eyes.
A series of smooth movements made Jihua dumbfounded. He put his hand in front of the woman and shook it, saying, "I'm back."
As he waved, the smell of his sleeves drifted into Sang Yihuan's nose, and the faint fishy smell was stained with rust. Very thick, heavy, lingering in the nose.
Even if she covered her nose, she could still smell it. Sang Yihuan showed obvious disgust, and her stomach twitched, faintly rising to the top of her head. The smell made her sick.
After taking a few steps back, she asked: "Jihua, what does it smell like on you?"
Jihua was a little surprised. He lowered his head and sniffed, and smelled a subtle smell of blood. Maybe it was the same monster, maybe Sang Yihuan. As a monster, it is more sensitive, so it has such a big reaction.
Not minding her actions, Jihua explained: "Maybe it smells like blood."
Looking down at the red soil on the ground, Sang Yihuan suddenly remembered that Jihua and the others were monks, monks who could kill monsters. Just now A battle just ended here, and the monster was defeated.
She stayed for so long that she forgot that they were not the same kind.
Holding back the uneasiness in her heart, she comforted herself. Ji Xuan and the others killed bad monsters, just like when they rescued her, they were monsters that deserved their punishment.
They won't kill innocent monsters.
After calming down, she raised a smile and said, "Let's go back."
——There
were many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the evening sun shone lightly on the stone bricks and green tiles. Ji Xuan walked through the crowded street. , calm and calm.
Passing by a place, Ji Xuan stopped on the spot with his eyes on one side. The old man on the stall followed his gaze, and his eyes flashed with understanding.
He held the thing in his hand and handed it forward so that he could see it more clearly.
He watched for a moment without blinking and then said dryly: "Old man, what is this?"
"It's a begging doll. You can shape it into different shapes. Now that we've seen the Begging Festival, boys and girls like to buy it."
The doll in the old man's hand was all dressed up . Hongyi looked a little silly and inexplicably cute. Ji Xuan couldn't help but think of a person, who was very similar to a doll, but not the same.
That person is also very cute, sometimes silly, but... sometimes very naughty, everything seems to happen on a whim.
Pursing his thin lips slightly, he asked again: "What kind of festival is begging for skill?"
Since learning swordsmanship from his master, he has been practicing swordsmanship at Kunlun Ruins year after year. He only goes down the mountain during festivals. There has never been such a festival in his memory—— Qi Qiao Festival.
"This..." The old man was startled, then looked at the serious look on the young man's face and explained patiently, "The Qiqiao Festival is also called Qixi Festival. Most men and women will express their feelings on this day, and many women pray to marry a good husband. "Of course, there are also prayers for a happy life."
Ji Xuan was slightly surprised and didn't understand why he wanted to pray to God. He believed that man could conquer heaven and would not be hindered by external things.
But something went wrong, and he said: "I want a doll."
"Okay, sir, do you want to make it again?"
"I'll draw it for you, and you make it."
The old man spread out a piece of inferior rice paper. The paper was rough, but the young man believed it. With a hand-held pen, I drew detailed pictures on it. My fingers were long and white, as steady as a boat on flowing water.
The young man's dark eyes were focused. His silky black hair was tied up with satin, making his skin as clear as jade. His whole person was extremely quiet, and his cold and arrogant aura faded away.
Instead, there is a temperament as gentle and restrained as jade.
The paintings on the rice paper became clearer and clearer, and a shallow ripple appeared deep in Ji Xuan's heart. The young man's handsome and bright eyes, with a slightly green aura, made him lose his usual calmness like an ancient well.
The old man picked up the rice paper and was shocked. It looked so similar.
The woman on the rice paper is so lifelike that she seems to have emerged from the painting in an instant. The tip of the pen outlines the girl's flowing hair, bright eyes and white teeth. She is so beautiful that it even makes people doubt whether she is a real person.
The old man swallowed and said slowly: "I'll try my best."
Then he took the clay and kneaded the doll. Every time he took a step, he had to look at the portrait, lest he make a wrong step and lose his feminine charm.
It was an old craftsman after all. After a while, a lifelike doll was pinched out and placed in front of Ji Xuan.
He lowered his head, looking at the somewhat similar doll, and couldn't help but smile. He poked it unconsciously with his fingertips, and then stopped as if nothing had happened.
Very silly, but suitable.
Ji Xuan opened his wallet and was about to pay the old man. Looking at the empty wallet, Ji Xuan was stunned.
When he came out on weekdays, Jihua always paid, but he forgot to bring the copper coins with him, and he couldn't help but feel annoyance flashing in his eyes.
After groping around for a long time, he finally put something on the table and said, "I'll trade this with you for a doll."
The old man took a closer look and saw that it was a piece of jade, very finely carved, with red tassels strung underneath. It can be seen that the owner cherishes it very much and is worth a lot of money.
Then he looked at the sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed with confusion. He waved his hand quickly to return the sword spike to him: "How can this be done? You are a monk, right? We commoners rely on you for protection. How can we accept this? But. It's a beggar doll, why should I exchange it for this piece of jade? It doesn't matter if I give it to you."
"It's worth it," Ji Xuan said in a calm and firm voice, putting the sword spike in the old man's hand, "One thing for one thing. You can pawn it."
"This..." The old man hesitated. Seeing that he insisted on this, he could only keep it carefully.
On the other side, Ji Xuan also gently put away the beggar doll and put it away properly. It was completely different from when he usually played with swords.
"Young Master must like this girl very much."
Ji Xuan shook his head subconsciously and denied: "I don't like it."
"Really? Young Master can't deceive my eyes. The obedience book says that the sword is the lifeblood of a monk. Since you are willing to use the sword Sui Lai exchanged it for a not-so-valuable begging doll. He must have liked it very much. "
"..."
It is true that the sword is the second life of the sword cultivator. As a sword cultivator, how could he lose his weapon? But Ji Xuan. I think this doll is valuable and worthy of this sword.
On impulse, he bought this doll and wanted to give it to the owner of the portrait as... a token of his gratitude for the past few years.
Ji Xuan didn't know anything about what Sang Yihuan did, but he just felt that she was uneasy and well-intentioned.
But her words shook his heart. He just didn't want to owe anyone, Ji Xuan said silently to himself.
"When the young master was in the portrait, he was extremely gentle. His eyes... well, how do you say that word? There's... affection, yes! There's affection in his eyes. How could I possibly mistake this look?"
The old man became more and more excited as he talked: "My wife once said this to me. We have been together for so many years. I am most familiar with this look in my eyes. It is a pity that she suffered a lot and married a rough old man like me. I agreed that she would accompany me. A lifetime, but she left first."
The old man smiled, tears welling up in the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and there was a hint of bitterness in his sweet and satisfied smile, which was very astringent, but also meaningful and unforgettable for a long time.
Ji Xuan was never good at comforting people. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "My condolences."
The old man smiled and said, "Begging for cleverness is to pray for lovers to get married eventually. Master, if you like that girl, you must tell her, don't do it." Only by losing it can you learn to cherish the past."
The young man nodded slightly and huddled in the crowd with his sword.
With a cold and aloof figure, the sword in his hand became particularly dazzling, shining with silver light. The hilt was monotonous yet powerful. Looking carefully, the light passed through a small hole and reflected colorful colors.
On the street, children sang leisurely: "Begging for cleverness, sister begging for cleverness, I wish you to be skillful and rich, and I wish your husband to be here..."
——
Sang Yihuan picked up the water mirror, looked around, stroked her hair, Su Mian on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so she took the mirror away and pushed it aside with a helpless expression.
Su Mian pulled her and begged her: "Auntie, I beg you, please stop taking the photo. You have already taken the photo for the twentieth time. Your stunning beauty will make the mirror malfunction." The
little fox on the side also said: She screamed, like a baby learning to say: "Stop taking the photo, stop taking the photo."
Facing her waving hand and exaggerated expression, Sang Yihuan's nervousness eased, and she couldn't help laughing, and tapped her fingers. The little fox's forehead as a warning.
Brushing the black hair on her chest, she leaned closer and whispered, "I'm not nervous."
Su Mian looked at the charming and charming woman, her facial features were wrinkled, and her eyes were indescribably complicated, nervous? She had nothing to be nervous about.
The one who should be nervous shouldn't be the bastard she fell in love with?
She wanted to see what that person looked like, and her own princess couldn't get it for so long.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she held back her ready words, and asked, "When will they arrive?"
"They're almost there." After saying that, Sang Yihuan turned around again and asked, "Tell me, do I want to change my clothes?" , Isn’t this dress a little old? I should have made a new one..."
Covering Sang Yihuan's chattering mouth, Su Mian sighed, put a hand on her forehead, and pushed her out: "Let's go, let's go. "I'll accompany you to wait outside."
I want to see who can make you dizzy, Su Mian thought to herself.
After waiting for a while, three figures gradually appeared in the thick fog. Sang Yihuan quickly adjusted her skirts, raised her posture, and waited quietly. Su Mian crossed her arms and looked at them with clear eyes.
These people were graceful and good-looking, which was beyond Su Mian's expectation. She ignored the woman in white and focused her eyes on the two men.
A man was dressed in a blue brocade robe, with watery eyes, a slight smile on his lips, and his hair neatly tied up with a jade crown. The image of a weak Chinese scholar suddenly came into view.
The other one is much colder. He is dressed in mysterious clothes, with only faint dark lines. His eyes are cold, his facial features are much sharper than the other one, and his eyebrows are slightly raised, with a hint of confusion.
Seeing the contemptuous attitude, Su Xin's face turned slightly cold, and the corners of her already gentle mouth slightly turned downward, while Ji Hua looked thoughtfully at the unusual mist that filled the surroundings.
Ji Xuan looked forward, and happened to catch Sang Yihuan's gaze. The woman's face was like a peach blossom, her crimson clothes fluttered like flowers, and her waist was tucked in just right, as if to show off her graceful waist.
"Which one of you is called Ji Xuan?"
"Where are you going?"
Su Mian and Ji Xuan spoke at the same time, and the atmosphere became subtle.
Ji Xuan looked away and turned to the person who asked the question. Sang Yihuan also looked flustered and his face turned red.
Chapter 45
"Mian Mian..."
Sang Yihuan gently tugged on Su Mian's sleeves, fearing that she would say shocking words.
Ji Hua touched his chin and looked back and forth. When he saw Sang Yihuan's flushed face, interest flashed in his eyes and he said in a long voice: "The Ji Xuan the girl is looking for is exactly..."
Su Mian looked at it with a hint of carefulness, He looked at the man who was as gentle as jade.
He suddenly changed his words and pointed at the man on the side: "It's this guy, what's the matter with the girl?"
Faced with the topic with a gentle attitude and a huge turning point, Su Mian was choked for a moment, and said dryly: "I just heard about Jiu Huan. Huan's benefactor is called by this name. I just want to meet him."
Jihua smiled and nodded. Sang Yihuan quickly pulled Su Mian behind him and looked at Jihua with a grateful face. Ji Xuan looked in his eyes and pursed his lips unconsciously. Be silent.
Su Xin smiled and was a little curious: "I'm also curious, Su Huan, where are you going to take us?"
"I'll take you in first. It's easy to get lost here."
The few of them walked deeper into the fog and walked through it. After passing through the thick fog, a green expanse comes into view, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, good-looking men and women come and go, and a few little foxes shuttle among the trees.
It is peaceful, more like a paradise, without being disturbed by outsiders.
When everyone saw them, many stopped and looked at them as if they were looking at exotic animals, with obvious curiosity in their eyes.
They were discussing in whispers, and even a few foxes came down and ran to their feet, playing with their clothes with their paws.
Ji Xuan and the other three also looked at the crowd quietly. Although they were not as stunning as Sang Yihuan, their appearance was still outstanding, their behavior was charming, and their clothes were as dazzling as hers, with very few light colors.
Perhaps because they are monsters, their clothes are more casual, most of them are loose, and it is normal to show their arms and ankles. They appear to be leisurely and comfortable, and everyone is having fun communicating with each other.
Ji Xuan's eyes moved away inadvertently and looked at the fair-skinned woman. Her gorgeous eyebrows had a hint of gentleness, and her aggressive beauty softened.
The girl bent down, stopped the little fox's paw, hugged the little fox gently, and reached into the crowd.
After a while, a woman walked out of the crowd, quickly took the little fox, and said apologetically: "Your Highness, I have caused you trouble."
"No, no, it's very cute." Sang Yihuan waved her hand.
The girl couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled. She looked into the little fox's glazed eyes and gently rubbed its spine. How could she find it troublesome? These are her future people and her future responsibility.
She will never escape, and is willing to give in to Qingxin.
Therefore, this time and the last time, she must know Ji Xuan's thoughts.
The woman looked behind her and said enthusiastically: "Are you entertaining friends? I still have some fruit at home. I will bring it to Your Highness."
"No, no, no, I..."
Before she could finish her words, the women hurried over. Running back, he was out of sight in a flash. Sang Yihuan quietly retracted his hand, with a bit of helplessness on his face.
He said to everyone: "Let's wait for a while and then go...just go there!"
A few people sat on their knees under the shade of the tree. Some monsters followed them from a distance. The girl turned her head to look and moved to the side to give Su Mianteng a seat. .
The white and slender neck broke into her eyes, and Ji Xuanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if a drop of clear water broke into a calm lake without any ripples, and she was inexplicably panicked.
Turning away his head, his eyes happened to meet Su Xin's. He suddenly remembered something that was extremely important to him and asked, "This is your fox tribe's place. I didn't see any other tribe."
Sang Yihuan was confused, but still answered truthfully. : "Yes, different races never mix. The Fox Clan has lived here for generations. Other races will never come here at will, otherwise it will be regarded as a declaration of war."
"You don't have contact with other races?"
"No."
Hearing this, Su Xin's eyebrows were curved, her eyes were full of surprise, her cold face was slightly surprised, and she lightly combed her hair: "But I remember, Su Huan, you should have been chased by a tiger beast, and you were saved by Ji Xuan by chance. "
Ji Hua looked at Su Xin and the two of them keenly, his smile faded, and thoughts flashed in his gentle, watery eyes.
The woman's words left Sang Yihuan speechless. She couldn't say that she was an exception to the whole clan. She was the only one in the clan who liked to run out.
Not wanting to leave the impression of being uneducated and unskilled, Sang Yihuan stumbled and changed her words: "We only have little contact, how can we be isolated from the world?"
The woman stumbled, seeming to have a guilty conscience, Ji Xuan's originally soothing heart Hanging up again, his palms clenched unconsciously, and his dark eyes were full of undercurrents.
"The two of them are talking, what are you saying?" Seeing that the conversation between the two was interrupted, Su Mian was quite dissatisfied, and asked with her hands on her hips, "You are really uncultured, worse than a fox like me."
Faced with the complaints, Su Xin There was a smile on his face, not even a hint of anger, but his eyes looked at the dissatisfied person for a moment.
She stroked the fallen flower and explained slowly: "I just remembered the time when Ji Xuan brought Su Huan back, and I was a little surprised."
After hitting a soft nail, Su Mian had nowhere to vent her anger. The person her princess liked He and his companions are difficult humans, no wonder they haven't been taken down for so long.
It’s not good to like anyone, but I like Xiu, the cunning and insidious person in the book.
Su Xin's eyes flickered, she tilted her head and looked at Ji Hua with a smile, and asked jokingly: "Ji Hua must be a pity too, right?"
"Oh." She raised her eyes slightly, Ji Hua asked with a question in her eyes, "How do you say this?
"It's a pity that I didn't save Su Huan myself, otherwise the person close to Su Huan wouldn't be someone else." Hearing
this, Ji Hua raised his head and laughed, patted Ji Xuan on the shoulder, and said with sadness in his eyes. It's really a pity, it's a pity!"
Su Xin also laughed, her cold features became gentle, the smile spread from her eyebrows, and turned into a cold look in her eyes. She shook her head slightly, with a bit of regret on her face: "It's a pity, it was early. I will change directions with Ji Xuan if I know that day."
Holding Sang Yihuan's hand, Su Xin touched her cheek unskilledly and looked at her seriously: "Really, I feel pity every day, why is it not me. Save you."
She hugged Sang Yihuan like a fairy, as if she wanted to embed her whole body in her arms, with a hint of darkness in her bright eyes, and murmured softly: "Su Huan, you know, I do it every night. I'm thinking why it's not me."
Sang Yihuan raised his arms and hugged her, not daring to move. Ji Xuan on the side had a cold face and stretched out his hand to pull the two apart. Su Xin got up first.
Su Xin calmly stepped back to her position, looking at her motionless, and said regretfully: "I really like foxes."
"Your Highness, you have been waiting for a long time, come here."
The woman came back again, carrying a basket of fruits. He put it on the ground and stuffed it into their hands enthusiastically.
Sang Yihuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had to catch it and thank her obediently: "Thank you, aunt."
"Hey, your highness, don't be so polite. The kid is still at home, so I'll leave first." The woman left neatly.
"Eat it, this fruit is clean."
Sang Yihuan greeted them, took a bite, and closed his eyes with satisfaction. Others also ate the fruit.
At this moment, a finger flicked on her head, and Ji Xuan immediately looked wary and wanted to draw his sword.
The man glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked at Sang Yihuan warmly, pinched her moist cheeks and shook them, and said with a smile: "It's a good thing you're still eating. How long have I been waiting for you, eh?
" Isn't this...isn't this something that my aunt gave me to eat? I can't refuse it."
Sang Yihuan muttered while chewing the fruit. She didn't struggle to hold her hand, and she behaved uncharacteristically. Ji Xuan stared at the hands, his eyes darkened, and the sword in his hand shook a little.
After swallowing the fruit, she pulled Su Wen in front of everyone: "This is my brother - Su Wen. He will take you for a walk until Ji Xuan and I come back."
Ji Hua clasped his fists: "Brother Su Wen."
Su Wen . Xin also nodded slightly, and looked at Su Wen intently, encompassing the whole person without leaving a trace, the man in green with fox ears.
"You two, please come with me."
Su Wen took a step back and extended his arms to invite, and Ji Hua and the others followed suit. Su Mian quietly encouraged Sang Yihuan and left with a wink.
Sang Yihuan raised her eyes slightly and looked at the man next to her. Her heartbeat seemed to be beating out of her chest. She took a deep breath and said nonchalantly: "Let's go, I'll take you to that place."
Ji Xuanyan said concisely: "Yes."
They looked at each other in silence on the road . Sang Yihuan had never been so nervous. She heard her heartbeat, which was as loud as thunder, beating faster and faster. She smelled the aroma of crushed snow and fresh flowers beside her, which became stronger and stronger.
The long journey became extremely short at this moment, as if it was only a moment.
As they walked farther and farther, the rich green gradually changed, and the two of them seemed to have entered a new spiritual world.
Everything was bright red, and the big trees blocked the sunlight. Between the light and shadow, they kept getting closer to the tree in the center. It was very red and very tall, with red ribbons hanging on the branches one after another.
Sang Yihuan stopped and Ji Xuan also stopped and looked up at the sky.
The young man Xuan Yi looked like an accident in the red eyes, a particularly dazzling accident. He used to be like a light hanging high in the sky, but now he is like the moon that always shines at night.
No matter what time it is, it always makes her heart beat.
She touched the trunk of the tree and slowly said: "This tree is called Red Birch Forest, and it is the sacred tree of the Fox Clan."
Ji Xuan repeated: "Red Birch Forest?"
"Yes, Red Birch Forest, you know why I must bring Are you coming to this sacred tree?"
"Why?"
"The fox tribe's sacred tree has a legend of blessing lovers to get married. That's why I brought you here." Sang Yihuan curled his hands and refused to move. Looking at him, this sharp-edged young man, she asked, "Ji Xuan, am I your lover? You...are you willing to get married to me?" Are
you willing to get married to me?
These words seemed to cast a spell, echoing in Ji Xuan's mind over and over again, controlling him to look into the girl's expectant eyes.
The warm wind caressed her gently, and the girl's loose bun was fluttering in the wind. Her red clothes were fluttering, which made her jade-white skin even fairer.
In the red forest, not only is the color not lost, but there is a different kind of gorgeousness, and the beauty is breathtaking?
Ji Xuan was stunned, stretched his hand forward slightly, and then immediately controlled it.
He frowned slightly, struggling a little: "I..."
"Jixuan, think about it, this may be the last time I tell you that Su Huan admires Ji Xuan."
Sang Yihuan interrupted Ji Xuan half-jokingly. Xuan's words once again told the young man, who was as cold as the moon, to restrain the sour feeling in her heart. She didn't want to let herself become so embarrassed.
The corners of her eyes turned red unconsciously. She raised her head to the sky and said loudly: "I, Su Huan, have loved Ji Xuan for all my life."
It's really... it's about to end.
The clear voice echoed in the forest, the ribbons on the trees fluttered in the wind, and the men and women looked at each other under the trees.
Ji Xuan lowered his eyelashes, recalling Su Xin's words in his mind, vaguely reminding him, and couldn't help blurting out: "What if you lied to me?"