Balian felt that such a good sword should not be stained by such foul-smelling blood.
If she hadn't struck too hastily and quickly, drawing the sword out directly and sweeping it with sword energy, it would obviously not have been contaminated by even a trace of blood.
"I was careless. I didn't expect that there would be such a sinister thing as the 'Candle Eyed Ghost' in the Chaos Valley."
Wen Hanwei gathered up her long black hair which was not messy. As she walked towards Baili'an, she took out a clean silk handkerchief from her sleeve.
The candle-eyed ghost is a ghostly evil spirit raised by the Demon Sect during its heyday thousands of years ago.
Using cruel torture to skin practitioners in the human world, they refine their spiritual energy into the power of resentment, condense it into one glance, and finally use the strong wind and evil fire to give birth to such a candle-eyed evil ghost.
The candle-eyed ghost is not very strong. If it were a head-on confrontation, this kind of evil ghost would not even be an opponent in the Kaiyuan realm.
But what makes it better is that it is as fast as a flying shadow. It has no heart and no trace of breath to be found.
In the battle between good and evil, this object is good at sneak attacks.
If it invades the human body, the fleshy whiskers in the eyes can cut off the meridians that store spiritual energy in the practitioner's body, instantly cut off the person's vitality, and then occupy the spiritual brain and control the human body.
The method of refining the candle-eyed ghost is too cruel and even evil.
Thousands of years ago, the Demon Sect fell, and thousands of candle-eyed ghosts and refining scrolls recording evil ghosts were completely burned by a red lotus karma fire.
But I didn't expect that such evil things actually existed in this abandoned place.
Wen Hanwei's face remained calm, but her mood was slightly heavy.
The Valley of Chaos is a forbidden place in the world. Now this is just the outskirts of the valley, and these unreasonable things in the world have already appeared. If you want to leave this place, you can only go to the center of the deep valley and look for the living spring array in the valley.
You can leave safely.
Because here, the things and creatures you see may not be living things, and the grass, trees and earth may not have consciousness and soul.
Before Wen Hanwei could approach, Bailian stretched out his hand to hold the Yuxiao Sword on the barren stone, pulled out the sword with a click, wiped the blood-stained blade carefully between his arms, and carefully wiped away the stains on the blade.
After wiping away the blood, he handed the sword to her.
As everyone knows, the moment he drew out the Yuxiao Sword, Wen Hanwei's cold face suddenly froze, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she stopped involuntarily.
Balian sat on the ground and looked at her quietly without speaking.
The fishy wind blows in the face, and the chill is severe.
The sound of howling wolves sounded from somewhere in the Chaos Valley.
Wen Hanwei also looked at him quietly, her surprised eyes quickly calmed down into a look of indifference.
She didn't look at the sword she had carried with her for many years. She knelt down and spread her snow-white robe on the ground. She took out the silk handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiped Balian's cheek stained by blood.
This sudden gentle gesture made Balian feel a little sleepy again when he just woke up.
The sound of rain seemed to be heard in my ears. In a place abandoned by gods like Luanyou Valley, falling rain was definitely an extremely ominous sign.
But when her snow sleeves brushed against her face, the smell of her body could be faintly sensed on the tip of her slightly itchy nose.
Different from Wen Hanwei's cold and impersonal temperament, the light smell of this bone is very nice and warm, like the fragrance of warm water and soap locust mixed together under the sun in winter.
Balian obediently raised his cheeks, narrowed his eyes and let her wipe them.
He was a corpse demon, and he obviously had no sense of smell, but strangely he could feel the warm smell exuding from her body.
Just like warm water in winter is tasteless, but people can remember what an indescribable smell it is.
He knew that this was the warmth and sunshine that he was born to be a demon and could not touch.
He was a little greedy and obsessed with this smell, like a moth in the dark, yearning for candlelight.
The sound of rain was getting heavier, but the clothes of the two of them were not disturbed by the rain.
Wen Hanwei took back the veil and saw the young man in front of her squinting his eyes and looking sleepy.
She couldn't help laughing and patted his cheek: "Don't sleep, this is not a safe place to sleep."
Balian opened his eyes, but his eyes fell on Wen Hanwei's soft lips. His eyes flickered for a moment, but he still couldn't help asking: "Sister Wen... have you put any fragrance on your body?"
Wen Hanwei was startled, obviously not expecting that he would ask such a question. She put away the handkerchief, took the Yuxiao Sword, put it back in its sheath, and said, "I haven't rubbed the incense on it yet."
Balian's eyes were filled with thick ink, as if there was no light in the long night. These eyes were very suitable for a creature like him walking in the darkness.
He lowered his eyes and whispered: "You have an unforgettable smell on your body. It's warm and like sunshine. It smells so good..."
There was no hint of teasing or frivolous words, it was clearly an explicit and outrageous statement, but it did not make people feel even the slightest bit disgusted.
Wen Hanwei thought for a while, then took a clean handkerchief from her arms and placed it in his palm.
She thought seriously for a while and said: "I only have two loves in my life, one is practicing swordsmanship, and the other is basking in the sun. Maybe what you like is not the smell of me, but the smell of sunshine left on my body. This handkerchief
I’ll keep it for you to smell, so don’t show such a sad expression anymore.”
Balian squeezed the handkerchief tightly and suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression.
He suddenly asked: "Sister Wen, did we know each other before? Do you know who I was during my lifetime? I..."
Asked here, his eyes suddenly became nervous, hesitant, and cautiously expectant: "Do I still have relatives in this world?"
Wen Hanwei couldn't help but open her eyes slightly: "Don't you remember the past?"
Balian nodded.
Wen Hanwei murmured: "Yes, yes, now that you are a corpse demon, you will forget everything about your past life and this death, and you will not have even one memory of your past life. No wonder..."
She suddenly stopped talking, as if she suddenly remembered an extremely important point. She stopped talking and looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Xiao An, now is not the best time to look back on past memories. You have also seen A Jing's behavior. Nowadays, righteous people and hundreds of immortal sects cannot tolerate corpse demons in the world. If you know about the past too early, you will only die.
faster."
She looked at him and said seriously: "You are my only friend, and I don't want you to die."
"So, this is the last time I call you Xiao An."
Balian was stunned, then smiled bitterly: "So, I still need to find all this myself."
Wen Hanwei patted his head and said: "I don't think this is a smart move. Although I don't know what happened back then, your death and return is something I really could not have expected. In this world,
, Anyone can die, why is it only you..."
Balian shook his head: "Maybe what you said makes sense, maybe the things in my previous life will only become unnecessary dangers and burdens for me, but since it was a part of my life, I... think
To know."
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