Chapter 110
The bright moon is in the sky, and the silver gauze is lax.
Nihua was bored and put a barrier on the cat that kept meowing outside. After she came back, she was also very tired. She walked across the yard and opened the door, and there was a breeze blowing from the outside. The fragrance of apricot blossoms, the gauze curtain door inside the house is leisurely and misty, like mist but not mist.
However, when the moon reached its peak, she was covered in tiredness, but she was so worried that she couldn't sleep anyway. Suddenly a voice came out of her heart, she wanted to leave, leave here.
But where will she go after leaving here? Does she want to return to the sect? But isn’t the purpose of her coming to this world to go home? The goal of her capture mission is here, so where is she going to go back?
She closed her eyes and leaned on the couch calmly, pretending to sleep quietly. At this moment, the sound of the door being pushed came from outside.
She touched the bed board with her hand, her movements of counting sheep were slightly frozen, and she raised her eyes alertly.
She was very sure that no one knocked on the door, and the people outside just pushed the door open and came in.
Ni Hua turned her palm, and she gently pulled out the Qingfeng Sword. The cold light flashed on the blade, hiding the cold light behind the sword.
Who is it?
Xi Yan was wearing a snow-colored robe, and his satin-like black hair hung down behind him, tied loosely with only a ribbon. He looked up and looked outside. The stars receded, everything was silent, and only the bright moon could be seen outside. With soft light, the night is dyed. He smiled inexplicably and closed the door calmly.
When he came to see his senior sister, it was as natural as coming to his own house. This smooth movement was so natural that it even made the owner of the house feel a little uncomfortable.
Ni Hua heard the footsteps, her heart was beating, and when a familiar scent floated in the air, she thought she knew who it was.
Perhaps it was the trust of getting along day and night, but she suddenly removed the anger from her eyes and waited to see what would happen.
Xi Yan looked down at the incense that had long gone out. He stood motionless. The moonlight outside shone directly on the delicate face of the senior sister. He gently opened the curtain and saw The senior sister's lips were red, he adjusted his breathing, and his eyes were filled with different emotions.
Xi Yan knew that she was not asleep. When he slowly approached the senior sister, he saw Ni Hua's thick eyelashes trembling. He gently raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
He didn't move, just stared at her with burning eyes.
He waited patiently for her, waiting for her to open her eyes.
The surroundings are very quiet, so quiet that you can hear each other's breathing.
Ni Hua continued to pretend to sleep calmly. Suddenly, she heard her junior brother, who always had a gentleman's face, say "senior sister" to her in a soft voice. Then, he breathed very close to him, and then Nihua felt some warm breath falling on his forehead.
Her whole body suddenly froze, stars were popping up in her mind, and she suddenly went blank. He, he, he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to find her, just...
She panicked and shook. After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Xi Yan who was very close and did not move away. She looked at him with an evil look.
"Junior brother!" Ni Hua's long and curled eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids, and the moonlight reflected on her face, casting a chill on her face.
"Senior sister, you're awake." Xi Yan met her questioning gaze and blinked innocently, "What are you doing?"
"This sentence should be Let me ask you?" Nihua's eyelids twitched, he turned around and drew out his Qingfeng Sword, looking at him coldly.
"Senior sister, we are getting married." Xi Yan narrowed his eyes and sounded a little aggrieved.
Ni Hua looked at the delicate and beautiful face of the person in front of her. A blood-colored and cold face flashed in her mind. The person standing in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses was separated by the sparkling void. Looking at her vaguely, she bit her bloody lip and took a step back in horror. When she came back to her senses, Nihua was looking at her junior brother with puppy-like pitiful eyes. She couldn't imagine that the person flashing in her memory and the innocent and harmless person in front of her had the same face.
She coldly pulled Xi Yan's head open with her hand, and kicked him away without any scruples. "Do you know what you are doing?"
Xi Yan knew that it was very risky for him to do this, but he had enough of pretending to be a good person, and he couldn't help but want to make himself miserable. Tear open one side and show it to her plainly. He likes her.
He suddenly smiled and looked at her seriously: "Senior sister, do you hate me?"
Nihua sat motionless. She wanted to think about these complicated issues, but her mind was blank.
Finally, she looked at Xi Yan, who had not gotten up after being kicked to the ground for a while, and she was still thinking about whether she had struck too hard. Although she felt guilty, it wasn't much. However, she turned to face his perverted smile and took another step back.
"Senior sister, you can hit me or scold me, but..." Xi Yan looked at her with burning eyes. "When you want to leave, can you take me with you?"
Looking at him looking at her humbly, Nihua had a stern face and didn't speak for a long time. I have to say, what was on his mind Very keen, she has been thinking about these things these days, always feeling that she should not stay here, but if she leaves, she has not thought about what Xi Yan will do. Now listening to what he said, Ni Hua felt that this Not a bad idea.
If she leaves, she can take him with her, but where will they go? Ni Hua's eyes were a little dazed. She seemed to have many unfinished things, but she couldn't remember what they were. Sure enough, her brain was broken and she was in trouble.
Looking back at her junior brother who came to her in a humble and insecure manner, she had a headache. What on earth was going on in this relationship?
"Sister, you are the most important person to me." Xi Yan saw what she was thinking about, he lowered his voice and said with a smile.
Listening to him acting coquettishly, her hands trembled. How could a junior brother be so coquettish? He stole her lines. Then, as the other party's quasi-Taoist companion, what should she say and do?
The two of them quarreled until the sky was slightly bright, and her sleepiness finally hit her. After driving him away, she thought a lot in her mind and finally fell asleep.
When she saw him the next day, Nihua saw his natural expression, and she began to wonder if she was dreaming yesterday.
"Senior sister, morning." In the afternoon, Xi Yan looked at her with a smile as if he had eaten something good secretly, and poured her tea diligently.
Ni Hua felt her fists were itchy again. Well, she was not dreaming.
For several days, when she was getting ready to sleep every night, she could always see a shadow standing outside. She looked helplessly at Xi Yan, who had been waiting at her door for a long time without leaving. He looked at Ni Hua's eyes and clearly saw his own reflection in her eyes. He seemed to have been comforted. Same.
The moonlight outside the house filled the room, and the room was lit with light incense.
She raised her eyes, and their eyes met unexpectedly. Nihua discovered that the dormant emotions in his eyes were actually somewhat indescribable sadness and tenderness.
She couldn't say anything strong for a moment, and suddenly changed her tone, with a bit of gentleness in her words. "Junior brother, good night."
"Senior sister, can we leave here after we get married?" When he heard his gentle voice fall, he suddenly smiled, with paranoid eyes. Nihua looked at the apricot blossoms in the courtyard and remained silent for a long time. She remembered that the system told her that after they got married, she could leave here and return to her original place. Or maybe she already liked him and there was nothing wrong with marrying him.
She heard her own voice say "Okay."
The wedding date is approaching.
That night, Xi Yan had a dream.
There was a grand ceremony in the dream. Outside on the top of the mountain, there was a roar of people, gongs and drums, and suonas.
After he killed his former enemies, he rushed back to the sect at the time agreed upon with his senior sister. At the foot of the mountain, he suddenly saw passers-by at the inn. They said that there was good news for the sect today. The senior sister is getting married.
Immediately afterwards, Xi Yan saw himself wiping the blood from his face, changing into decent clothes, and walking to the mountain gate with the token. By coincidence, he saw his former classmates surrounding his senior brothers. Stepping through the door, there was a burst of laughter.
With a calm face, Xi Yan looked at the senior sister who was dressed up and walked out from a distance, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The senior sister was wearing a light red robe, which outlined her slim figure. The moment her face was revealed, he stood still for a long time.
Senior sister has good bones, thin skin, and a thick complexion. Coupled with her plump dark eyebrows and red lips, she feels delicate and extraordinarily gorgeous at the same time. When she looks at people, her eyes look like autumn water. The eyes are like those of a fairy in a painting.
Senior sister is getting married, but he who likes her is just a bystander standing in the crowd, watching her marry another person.
He looked gloomily and stared at Director Yun, but said nothing.
A familiar voice next to Xi Yan was mocking him. He was a little annoyed by those words. He retorted, but saw the other person smiling at him with his arms folded, as if How ridiculous he had been.
Turning around, Xi Yan saw Director Yun reaching out to his senior sister. The senior sister pursed her lips and placed her cold little hand on Director Yun's hand. She quickly and firmly held him back.
They walked very calmly, and Director Yun had a bit of joy on his face. When they passed him, he heard Director Yun, who had always been restrained in his temper, couldn't help speaking softly to his senior sister. "I like it very much."
Xi Yan clasped her hands tightly, the wound on her chest burst open again, and blood showed through her white underwear.
The smile on the senior sister's face was like poison seeping into his internal organs, soaking his whole body in agony. He didn't know that the painful emotion he felt back then was called jealousy. He was once madly jealous of his senior brother, Director Yun. He gets what he asks for, and the senior brother doesn't have to do anything. The senior sister will fall in love with the senior brother at first sight, stalk him to death, live and die for him, which is extremely humble. Director Chang Yun's life was really going smoothly.
They received blessings from everyone and walked to the last scene of the ceremony. This scene was exactly the same as the scene Xi Yan had imagined several times. She looked more beautiful and moving when she got married than he imagined. However, Except he wasn't the man she wanted to marry.
They walked to the high platform, and the elders of the holy realm solemnly chanted: "There is a broad agreement between life and death, and I told Zicheng..."
Both parties solemnly exchanged the practice instruments made by themselves, and stood on the high platform. The senior sister lowered her head and held the jade pendant tightly in her hand.
Xi Yan stared at her through the crowd with burning eyes. For some reason, at that moment, the senior sister suddenly turned around and looked at him through the crowd.
The senior sister seemed a little surprised to see him. She seemed to have something to say to him and opened her mouth.
However, before the senior sister said anything, she seemed to have realized that she was on the high platform, ready to take the oath, so she smiled and shook her head and looked at her senior brother, Director Yun.
After waking up, Xi Yan looked at the apricot blossoms falling one by one outside the window. He stopped the turbulent emotions in his chest and smiled softly at the corner of his mouth.
There are no four seasons here, only spring, like him and his senior sister.
Regardless of past and present lives, senior sister has never successfully married Director Yun.
But if the senior sister does not resist her, the senior sister likes him, and the senior sister will marry him.
In those passing years, the ancient mountain guarding formation stood majestically. His former sectmate Gu Changan guarded the Demon Locking Tower and stopped him. Xi Yan heard his voice traveling through time and space, as if it echoed in his ears. : "Why did you betray the master?"
"Without me, there would be someone else..." he heard his own voice say.
If his senior sister married him back then, would he still stand by and watch? he asked himself.
Xi Yan smiled when he saw the portrait on the wall.
No, he will die for his senior sister.
He cheered up and looked at the courtyard. He went down one level after another, then turned around and went down the mountain. When he came back, he suddenly saw his senior sister standing at the door of the courtyard looking at Him, wait for him.
"Where have you been?" Nihua received the message, but for some reason she was always distracted. She looked at him quietly.
"Senior sister, who am I to you?" Xi Yan blurted out as he felt that he was needed, and a warm current slowly flowed into his heart.
Ni Hua looked at him for a while, and suddenly remembered the love code she had just obtained, and the solemn vows he had said to her on weekdays. She smiled and said, "I know, you are my most important person." An important person."
The uneasiness hidden in her heart slowly dissipated, and Xi Yan looked at her senior sister with a look of deep love in her eyes.
Ni Hua returned to the house and looked at the things in his storage ring. She didn't know where he got a complete set of makeup.
She secretly put on exquisite wedding clothes, and looking at the blurry mirror, she saw the person in the mirror, and it gradually seemed like she was in a dream, with an unreal feeling.
She is getting married.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and a familiar face was reflected in the mirror.
Ni Hua turned to look at Xi Yan. He picked up the pen and drew her eyebrows. He looked at her with a smile.
Her usually pretty face was covered with layers of rouge, making her beautiful and unfamiliar.
"Shall we get married secretly?" Ni Hua was a little hesitant, and many people's faces flashed through his mind, wondering whether they wanted to return to the sect.
"Senior sister and I are enough, no one else is needed." Xi Yan said in a hoarse voice.