She moved lightly with lotus steps and returned to the Buddha viewing platform with a relaxed expression.
When she was still several hundred feet away from the Buddhist altar, her purple eyes lit up through the lush ancient trees.
The jewel-like purple eyes reflected Xia Qingchen, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the starry sky.
Wearing a flowing purple robe, a leather belt inlaid with gold and jade, a pair of green cowhide boots, a pizza with clouds of ink and dust behind him, and a golden hair crown on his head.
The tall and straight back, under the moonlight, is elegant and elegant, like a freehand fairy in a painting.
The purple-eyed demon girl's heart was filled with ripples, and she pursed her lips and chuckled: "Brother Qingchen's temperament is really something I never tire of!"
She straightened her clothes and hair, and took a closer look at her face in the mirror to make sure her makeup was intact before taking a step forward.
However, the moment she took the step forward, her heart started beating unsatisfactorily, and she was so frightened that she retracted her foot again.
"Hey! What am I afraid of?" the purple-eyed demon girl secretly scolded.
He was obviously paying attention to Xia Qingchen's every move all the time. He was obviously pretending to be an ordinary person and passing by him every now and then. It was obvious that he was always in sight and never left.
But now that she was about to meet face to face, her heart beat faster and she hesitated inexplicably.
In my mind, I was even worried about gains and losses.
"Will Brother Qingchen be happy to see me?"
"Will you blame me?"
"Or have you forgotten what I look like?"
The little deer bumped into her, and she, who had always been alone, was as uneasy as a young girl in her spring.
For a while, she took deep breaths several times and forced herself to calm down, before she finally mustered up the courage to take steps forward and shouted: "Xia..."
"Husband!" A clear and melodious voice interrupted her, causing her words to disappear into the silent night.
In the eyes of the purple-eyed enchantress, a stunning woman in a white gauze skirt was reflected.
Her long, beautiful black hair, tied back on her head, complemented her snow-white gauze skirt, and her graceful figure revealed a mature charm.
The absolutely beautiful face reflects the clear light, and the red lips are like blooming roses, moist and gorgeous.
There is also a pair of exquisite silver-white earrings hanging from the earlobe.
The woman jumped up and came to the Buddha viewing platform. She stared at Xia Qingchen with an expression on her face. Her face had always been indifferent, but she could not suppress her joyful smile, and she called softly: "Husband."
Then, she threw herself affectionately into Xia Qingchen's arms and hugged him tightly.
Xia Qingchen pushed her away from his arms calmly and held her shoulders: "You have lost weight, Xuexin."
As expected, the person who asked him out was the White Lotus Saint who was about to come back.
Jiang Xuexin was surprised: "You know I'm coming?"
It's strange, why wasn't Xia Qingchen surprised by her arrival? She used some secret skills to find out that Xia Qingchen was looking at the Buddhist altar.
Um?
Xia Qingchen asked back: "Aren't you the one who invited me here?"
He pointed at the spotlessly clean Buddhist altar, as well as the tables, chairs and spiritual fruits arranged.
"No." Jiang Xuexin shook her head: "I just came back."
She didn't have time to make an appointment with Xia Qingchen. Besides, she didn't need to make an appointment, she could just come to him directly.
"Who could that be?" Xia Qingchen was surprised for a moment and looked around, but the lush ancient forest was completely silent, not hearing any movement.
In the dense forest in the distance, the purple-eyed demon girl was hiding in a dense leaf, and the scene of them standing side by side was reflected in her eyes.
A handsome man emerged from the dust and was a peerless hero in Liangjing.
A person with stunning beauty in the world is a messenger of justice in the mortal world.
No matter how you look at it, they are a perfect match made in heaven.
And what about her?
A despicable Dark Moon Saint, a dark person with countless hatreds.
As she looked at it, the purple-eyed demon girl felt stinging in her eyes, not sure whether it was the wind blowing or the coldness.
She closed her eyes silently, a trace of moisture flickering on her long eyelashes, reflecting the image of a fairy couple.
Retracting her steps, the purple-eyed demon girl turned around and left quietly.
She had to leave.
The lights at this time, the stars at this time, the breeze and the world of mortals all belong to Xia Qingchen and the White Lotus Saint.
She has nothing.
It's just an unnecessary scenery that shouldn't appear here.
She left, leaving only the gift box that she had not yet given away, lying alone on the ground.
In the sky, the moonlight is singing and the stars are noisy.
But the purple-eyed demon girl feels lonely as never before in her life...
I haven't seen her for the rest of my life, but she didn't even have a chance to say goodbye in person.
"Brother Qingchen, goodbye." The purple-eyed demon girl held back her sour tears, forced herself to show a smile, and said gently in the direction of Xia Qingchen.
It was as if Xia Qingchen was right in front of her.
After saying that, she dragged her lonely long shadow and disappeared into the misty mountain forest...
On the Buddhist altar.
Xia Qingchen and the White Lotus Saint looked up at the stars and told each other about their recent encounters.
The two of them talked about it in one word. It was obvious that each other had experienced dangers, but they unanimously chose to remain silent so as not to worry the other.
Looking at each other in silence, the White Lotus Saint gently leaned her head on Xia Qingchen's shoulder, looking at the quiet starry sky: "I will go back tomorrow."
"So urgent?" Xia Qingchen was surprised.
Saint White Lotus closed her crystal eyes, enjoying the rare tenderness and peace of mind: "Well, I just want to see you when I come back."
A warm current surged in Xia Qingchen's heart.
Ever since the Blood Spring, Saint White Lotus's heart has been entrusted to Xia Qingchen.
She had never been carefree and didn't even care about her own life, but she cared about Xia Qingchen and traveled thousands of miles, regardless of fatigue and bumps, just to see Xia Qingchen.
Only when people have concerns can they have color.
This is the case with the White Lotus Saint. She once only wanted to destroy the darkness in the world and build a just and bright world.
Now, in addition to the goal, there is another concern in my heart.
"Thank you." Xia Qingchen said, but there were inexplicable emotions mixed in her chest.
The White Lotus Saint did not answer. Xia Qingchen looked sideways, but she was leaning on him and falling asleep.
You can imagine how exhausted she was from the experience of life and death.
Xia Qingchen gently lifted the hair from her forehead, but when he touched it, an inadvertent black arc shot out from her forehead, which stung Xia Qingchen's fingers, causing him to subconsciously withdraw his hand.
There was a hint of worry in his expression.
What was supposed to come finally came.
Just as he expected, if the White Lotus Saint was possessed by a demon and emerged from the demon once, something must have changed.
That black arc just now was demonic energy.
Her physique has changed from mortal to demonic...
The worst thing is that since the physique begins to change, the character of the mind must also change.
Moreover, this is the first time, and there will be six more times in the future where he will be possessed by demons and come out of demons. The further he goes, the deeper the qualitative change will be, and he will eventually become a demon!
"How should I save you, my wife?" Xia Qingchen looked into the distance, feeling melancholy in her heart.
The White Lotus Saint slept all night, and she was awakened by the sunlight piercing the clouds.
Rubbing her eyes, she curiously forgot about the dusty spiritual fruit and fairy wine behind her eyes: "Did the person who asked you out never show up?"