Ye Xiaochuan was suddenly stunned for a moment. Is this still Fairy Ling Bing, one of the six fairies who is famous for her coldness and aloofness?
His heart was beating fast. At this moment, he really wanted to put the woman in front of him into his arms, nestle against the big tree trunk, and watch the moonlight shining through the gaps between the treetops.
But at this moment, the scene of Situ Feng and Su Qinglian cuddling on the ancient sacred tree that he saw ten years ago appeared in his mind.
No, no.
The curse of three lives and seven lifetimes, nine thousand nine hundred years of reincarnation. How could I and Yun Qiyou escape?
Thinking of the fate of Qi Dake and Liang Yin, thinking of the fate of Bai Wenshan and Duguqin, thinking of the fate of Situ Feng and Su Qinglian, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt as if someone had poured a large bucket of ice water on his head in the past three days.
, from the inside out, the cold penetrates the bone marrow.
Then, he fell down from the tree trunk and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.
The subtle change in Ye Xiaochuan's expression just now did not escape Yun Qiyou's eyes. The originally gentle eyes gradually became more complicated, returning to their former coldness, and even became even colder.
Tonight, she mustered up the courage to reveal her heart to Ye Xiaochuan for the first time in ten years. However, she did not see joy in Ye Xiaochuan's eyes, but only bitterness, fear, and a trace of panic.
Am I not good enough?
Aren't you pretty enough?
No, not at all. In Ye Xiaochuan's eyes just now, Yun Qiyou felt extremely familiar.
Just like she was ten years ago.
She knew that Ye Xiaochuan had her in his heart, but Ye Xiaochuan was the same as himself ten years ago.
Because of fear, I retreat.
He didn't dare to face this feeling, even if it was arranged by God, he wouldn't dare!
Yun Qiyou was very disappointed and lost. It took him ten years before he dared to truly face Ye Xiaochuan. Did it also take Ye Xiaochuan ten more years?
Curse, terrible curse, abominable curse!
Yun Qiyou has never hated anyone, nor has she hated anything. At this moment, she really hates Zhu Xiaomei, who originally refined the Zhanchen Wufeng double sword. She can't wait to take the magic weapon Zhanchen she has carried with her for more than ten years.
The sword was thrown into the abyss of the sea.
When Ye Xiaochuan lay down on the tree trunk, Yun Qiyou had already left. He knew the changes in his heart over the years, and he could also feel Yun Qiyou's thoughts.
However, he did not dare to face Yun Qiyou after all, and did not dare to face this grudge-like feeling.
Perhaps after unraveling the subtle connection between the two swords, he would hold Yun Qiyou in his arms without hesitation, but not now.
He touched his nose with a wry smile. Wangcai flew up when he fell down, and now he landed on Ye Xiaochuan's shoulders again. This little guy still can't understand the complicated and mysterious relationship between humans.
Emotion, maybe it will understand this after thousands of years, when it starts to search the world for another phoenix to lay eggs.
"Young Master Ye, I didn't expect that you have such high standards that you can win the favor of Fairy Ling Bing. I believe that all men in the world would be unable to resist you, but Young Master Ye refused. I admire you, I admire you."
A familiar female voice came softly from the darkness, with a hint of ridicule and teasing.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't even raise his eyelids and said: "Is it weird? It's normal for such an outstanding man like me to be favored by thousands of outstanding fairies. Tianwen, tell me honestly, you
Do you also have evil thoughts about me? You are no worse in appearance than Senior Sister Yun. If you want to have sex with me in this barren mountain, I will never refuse, but you have to keep it a secret after that. Since ancient times, there has been no difference between good and evil.
Li, if it spreads out and lets others know that you slept with me, I won't be able to explain it even if I open my mouth eight times."
Ye Xiaochuan has always been ruthless towards the demon sect's witches, and he has never been very good at dealing with women. His big earlobes, the back of his head, and his black eyes have proven this time and time again.
He thought Tianwen was going to slap him on the back of the head. Before he finished speaking, he held his head with both hands and protected the back of his head, face, eyes, ears and other body parts that had been abused by fairies for a long time.
Unexpectedly, a strong gust of wind came from behind, and Tian Wen kicked Ye Xiaochuan on the back. Someone who had just climbed up the tree trunk and held less than half an incense stick fell down again with an ouch.
Wangcai is speechless. I am very loyal to accompany my little master tonight to stay vigil through the cold. In such a short time, the little master fell from the tree trunk twice and refused to let me sleep well.
Already?
There was no way to sleep on this tree trunk, so it was better to go find Yang Jiu, so Wangcai screamed at Tianwen a few times and flew towards the large army camp not far away.
Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his lower back and climbed up the tree trunk with a groan. The tree trunk seemed to be in conflict with him, so he decisively chose the lower trunk.
Sitting on the tree trunk and looking up, Tian Wen, dressed in black and black gauze, was sitting on the tree trunk less than a foot high above his head, with his legs hanging down, as if he was swinging.
Tian asked: "You shouldn't be a disciple of the Cangyun Sect, but a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. I really don't know how the Cangyun Sect, which has always been upright and strict, could teach you. Look at your senior brother Gu Jianchi,
What a decent gentleman, look at you...you all say that one person can feed all kinds of people, and it seems that this statement is right."
Ye Xiaochuan chuckled and said: "Disciples of any sect are all good and bad. My senior brother is good and I am bad. Without a dogtail like me, how can I bring out the kindness and mellowness of others? Without the cruelty and ruthlessness of your demon sect, how can I bring out the kindness and mellowness of others?
How can we highlight our uprightness? Do you think this is the truth?"
Tian Wen sighed, shook his veil a few times, and was too lazy to discuss this boring topic with Ye Xiaochuan.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan sitting on the tree trunk below, she asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head and said: "Are you intoxicated with yourself again? How can I, the Thousand-Handed Man, butcher meat with a hob, be afraid of you? It's just that the tree trunk your butt is sitting on conflicts with my destiny, and the horoscope is inconsistent, so tonight
The top has fallen off twice, so it’s better for me to just sit underneath it.”
Tian asked: "Before leaving the temple, my master told me that if I see you in Northern Xinjiang, I will definitely kill you and take your head back to pay homage to the Soul Eater uncle. You probably don't know that in fact, the Soul Eater
My uncle and my master have had a fateful friendship for hundreds of years, and he will definitely avenge his soul-eating master uncle."
Ye Xiaochuan was happy and said: "Your master is pushing you into the fire pit. Even the old soul-eating demon was stabbed to death by my two swords. Your master thinks you can kill me? If you and I fight, we will die."
It must be you. But back in the temple, you let me go, and I will let you go tonight, so we are clear. When we meet in the future, you can draw your sword."
