Lin Huiyin looked a little lost. After a while, she chuckled, leaned into Ye Xian's ear and said, "But if you are the last one, I can guarantee that at least I am the second last one."
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At this point, Lin Huiyin felt that he was extremely smart, so he patted Ye Xian on the shoulder and said, "That's it. Anyway, you are already so powerful that you don't care about the ranking in the assessment. I don't want to be at the bottom, so when the time comes, you
Just lose to me and let me be the second to last and you be the last.”
"Is there a difference between the second to last and the first to last?" When Ye Xian was cultivating in the sacred mountain, he was always invincible in the assessment.
"Of course!" Lin Huiyin widened his eyes, looked at Ye Xian, and said with a look that he didn't understand: "Everyone will only call the last person a big idiot, but not the second last person, and...
Even if the second to last is not strong, he can still compete with the first to last!"
Ye Xian felt that what Lin Huiyin said was completely unreasonable, but he did not argue with her. Instead, she made him laugh. He closed his eyes, leaned lazily on a bamboo, said "Huh" and said:
"Whatever you want."
Lin Huiyin laughed, and followed Ye Xian's example, leaning against a bamboo behind her. Her strength was a bit strong, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle down, and landed beside the two of them.
Ye Xian enjoyed the feeling of staying quietly with her, as if everything around him was empty, and his whole mood was lifted.
Lin Huiyin was not as calm as Ye Xian. Although his foot was injured and he could not fly with the sword, he was not idle. Out of boredom, he picked up a sharp pebble from the ground and pointed it at
He lay on the bamboo behind him and began to carve and draw pictures.
The bamboo was a bit hard, so Lin Huiyin used a lot of effort to carve the words on it. After struggling for a long time, she finally got out three crooked words: "Lin Huiyin", her name.
Lin Huiyin felt that these three words were a bit monotonous, so she thought about it and added a heart shape at the end.
Ye Xian sat aside and kept staring. He felt that the figure at the back was a bit unclear, so he stretched out his fingertips, tapped it, and asked: "What is this word?"
"This is not a word!" Lin Huiyin responded while carving the heart shape more deeply: "This is the shape of a heart... In our world, this shape is an expression
The meaning of love, simply put, is..." Lin Huiyin paused, thought about it, then turned his head, looked at Ye Xian, and said in the most direct words: "I love you."
Even though he knew that the words "I love you" in her mouth were not meant for him, Ye Xian couldn't help but a faint blush appeared on his ears. He nodded unnaturally and said "Oh"
After a sound, he didn't speak anymore, he just kept staring at the heart shape.
Lin Huiyin turned her head, looked at Lin Huiyin's five heart-shaped pictures and thought for a while, then hesitated to add something to it. After thinking for a while, she thought of the most vulgar "come here for a visit", so she took
He paddled up towards the bamboo with stones.
Just as he placed the stone against the bamboo, a voice came from behind: "It is a rule of the sacred mountain that you are not allowed to carve randomly on the bamboo!"
