Although he had already guessed this possibility and guessed that Wei Zixi was attracted to Xi Yue, he was still shocked when he heard Wei Zixi say it in person.
The master actually fell in love with Xiyue.
However, Xi Yue likes Nangong Yu, or the current Underworld God Ji Mingyu. Given Xi Yue's personality, she would rather die than live in disgrace. If her master forces her, how will Xi Yue resist to the death, and what kind of tragic ending will it lead to
Xuan Mu's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
But Wei Zixi seemed to have finished speaking, and was about to leave with his sleeves fluttering.
Xuan Mu finally couldn't help but shouted: "Master, what do you want to do to Xiyue? You have been with her for a long time, you should know her character. If she likes someone, she will never change easily. If you force her, she will only hate you."
Wei Zixi paused for a moment, raised his slender, white, jade-like index finger, and placed it against his lips. He sighed softly before whispering, "Of course I won't force her, let alone hurt her. She's the only person I want, how can I bear to hurt her?"
"Xiyue is so stubborn. Once she likes someone, she won't change. So I can only let her turn her feelings for that person into deep hatred. I will make sure that there is no one else around her except me."
Xuan Mu knelt there blankly. The cold wind, carrying the evil spirit from the natural ravine, wrapped around him and eroded the spiritual power in his body, but he seemed to be unable to feel it at all.
After a long time, he punched the ground hard, his face full of pain.
Xiyue, Xiyue, I hope you are safe and sound!
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It was late at night and the whole courtyard was quiet.
After Xi Yue finished regulating her breathing in the room, she walked out of the courtyard, facing the gentle breeze, and stretched lazily.
During this time in the Yuankong Ancient Realm, her spirit had been tense and her mind was a little tired.
But now is not the time to rest, because she knows that there will be a tough battle waiting for her tomorrow.
Qingluan in the next room had already fallen asleep. She had been living in fear these past few days, and now that she knew Xiyue was safe, she could no longer bear it.
But the other room was still empty.
The unknown disappeared one day and never came back.
Thinking of the unfathomable young man in red robe, Xi Yue sighed, turned around and was about to go back to the house.
Suddenly, she stopped and looked towards the door.
I saw the corners of his red robe fluttering gently. Under the moonlight, the boy's face moved among the mottled shadows of the trees, looking so handsome and mysterious.
Xi Yue showed a faint smile on her face, "Unknown is back."
She didn't ask you where you had been or what you had been doing. She just came back simply without even asking any questions.
Wei Zixi quietly looked at the girl's beautiful face in the moonlight. The bottomless darkness in her eyes faded away little by little, turning into sparkling stars.
So, he always knew that this person was different.
This is the only person he will never let go of. He will not and cannot let go.
Wei Zixi had already returned to his youthful appearance. He walked slowly to Xi Yue and asked in a gentle voice, "How was your time in the Yuankong Ancient Realm?"
Xi Yue looked at him in surprise, always feeling that his expression and actions now seemed very different from before she left.
Could it be that the memory is beginning to recover? (To be continued)