But I am so unwilling to accept it.
I really want to go back to Shu Wuxi, I really want to be hugged by him, I really want to listen to his breathing.
At this moment, a figure appeared vaguely, and seemed to be waving at Lu Xiaochan.
It’s Brother Wuxi!
Has he found it
Lu Xiaochan was overjoyed and ran straight towards it, and the figure was getting closer and closer.
Shu Wuxi's eyebrows became clearer and clearer, with a hint of softness in his coldness. His eyebrows slowly lifted, with tenderness and... the temptation of falling into the abyss.
"Wu Xi... Brother Wu Xi?"
Shu Wuxi approached Lu Xiaochan, and slowly raised his eyelashes to arouse Lu Xiaochan's breath. His expression was charming, his lips were slightly parted, and his fingertips hooked Lu Xiaochan's chin.
Lu Xiaochan's heart beat faster and faster, and she swallowed her saliva repeatedly.
Shu Wuxi turned his head to the side, his eyes drooped, and hugged Lu Xiaochan's waist, about to fall down.
Lu Xiaochan rested her hands on Shu Wushi's shoulders. Shu Wushi's lips curved slightly, cutting a hole in Lu Xiaochan's mind, and countless thoughts poured in uncontrollably.
Lu Xiaochan wanted to possess this man completely, wanted him to look infatuated with her, wanted his strong neck to rise and fall for her.
He looked at himself, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt, rippling outward layer by layer, but then suddenly tightened, as if to trap Lu Xiaochan's soul.
Lu Xiaochan lowered her head and was about to kiss him, but at that moment, what came to her mind was Shu Wuxi's back, waiting for her under countless cold moonlit nights.
His demeanor, his breathing... the warmth of his embrace, were not like this!
Lu Xiaochan's finger scratched the tip of the Wuhen Sword!
A thread of bright red blood fell on the tip of the sword, and the spiritual energy rolled and poured into the traceless sword. The sword formation suddenly unfolded with the help of the water force of this drop of blood!
The shadow of Shu Wuxu beneath him shattered and disappeared like countless dust particles.
Lu Xiaochan said coldly: "Where did this evil spirit come from! How dare you impersonate Shu Wuxi!"
"Hahahaha! Interesting, interesting! You can't forget Yang Cang-Jun, so I made one for you, but you didn't want it. Why is that?"
After the dust settled, Lu Xiaochan was shocked to find himself surrounded by evil spirits. Countless evil spirits were wandering around, some of them had ferocious looks on their faces and tried to bite him, but were killed by the sword formation he had just formed.
Among the group of evil spirits, Lu Xiaochan saw a figure with enchanting outlines. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but the figure was like thousands of fine threads entwined in Lu Xiaochan's eyes and into his heart.
The evil fire flickered and burned inexplicably. Lu Xiaochan's throat was very dry. He seemed to hear Shu Wuxi's breathing, his low moan, and his light sigh in his ears.
The figure looked more and more like Shu Wuxi, his shoulders and arms, his waist, and his legs that were so long that Lu Xiaochan envied him.
Lu Xiaochan took a deep breath and suppressed her pounding heartbeat.
"Where is this place?"
"You already know the answer in your heart, Li Che-jun."
That cold voice was exactly the same as Shu Wuxi's, but the difference was that its ending tone was slightly raised, giving the originally calm voice a different flavor.
Ninety thousand miles below Chongluan Palace is the entrance to the Demon City.
I just flew after him on a sword, and I'm afraid I've been led into the Demon City.
"Don't you like it here? Here, you can do whatever you want to me."
Lu Xiaochan snorted coldly: "You are not my brother Wuxi, what's the point of doing whatever I want to you?"
"You're stretching yourself too much."
Unconsciously, those ferocious evil spirits changed their postures like green smoke.
Each of them turned into Shu Wuxi's appearance, lifelike and with affection in their eyes.
"Aren't they your Shu Wuxi?"
Lu Xiaochan let out a breath, he knew that he was doomed this time.
He doesn't care about fame or gain, has no murderous intent, is not afraid of hunger or pain - he just can't stand Shu Wuxian!
Countless illusions of Shu Wuxi seeped into his sword formation bit by bit, and he became uneasy and extremely shaken.
At that moment, the evil energy gathered and rushed straight to Lu Xiaochan's face.
Lu Xiaochan opened her eyes wide, watching the illusion of Shu Wuxi almost coming in front of her and about to kiss his lips!
That’s not Shu Wuxi!
In an instant, a sword energy burst out from his body, crushing the evil spirits that were pressing in.
The illusion of Shu Wuxi that was right in front of him was shattered in an instant!
Lu Xiaochan took a deep breath. This sword formation was so domineering and powerful, and its momentum was extraordinary!
This is the sword intent that Shu Wuxi left on him. It was stimulated by his thoughts and formed the Tianque Sword Formation!
Obviously... obviously the sword intent that Shu Wuxi left for himself before he went to Beiming had long dissipated, so why is it still there
Moreover, the power of this force is just like that exerted by Shu Wuxi himself
The condensed evil spirit was shaken away, and Lu Xiaochan suddenly woke up. If he had really let Shu Wuxi's illusion kiss him at that time, the other party would definitely suck out his Yuandan!
My back was soaked with cold sweat.
Lu Xiaochan had never been so frightened before, and she almost died here.
"What does it matter if Yang Cang left the sword power to you? You can block it for a while, but not for a lifetime!"
The evil energy rolled and turned into a huge wave that covered the sky and rushed over.
This was different from the evil clouds that usually condensed. The evil spirits here were extremely powerful in their own territory. The sword formation that Lu Xiaochan had formed with all his strength was destroyed by the impact, and countless evil spirits rushed into his Danhai unstoppably.
Invisibly, this huge force hooked his Dan Yuan and tried to drag it out of his body bit by bit.
The Traceless Sword was humming, and Lu Xiaochan's blood was flowing backwards. He wanted to control the sword to resist, but his cultivation was gradually dissipating.
He wanted to cast a healing spell to purify his Dan Yuan, but the weak healing spell had no effect at all.
"Don't struggle anymore. I will give you everything you want. Just enjoy it with peace of mind. - Li Chejun."
Everything he wanted
What is all he wants
His vision became blurry and his consciousness gradually became confused.
It was as if something was shattered. Was it his Dan Yuan? Or his soul
He saw the young man carrying the bottles and jars again, sneaking around looking for something.
Ah, that was none other than himself—the former Li Chejun.
It was probably that his Dan Yuan had left his body, and all the dusty things flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.
If he is doomed, it would be good to remind him of what happened more than a thousand years ago...
I want to know how Shu Wuxi came up with the idea, how he had the thoughts, and how he was moved more than a thousand years ago.
I want to know if I cherished him at that time
His mind felt extremely heavy, and he tried to struggle but it sank rapidly! Sinking into his vague memories.
Lu Xiaochan saw himself looking around in the long corridor, and he realized that above the sky, besides him, the only living person was Yang Cangjun.
Lu Xiaochan, Lu Xiaochan, you must be doing something that cannot be discovered by Yang Cangjun.
Ah, he remembered that he was looking for the Guiyuan Umbrella.
During that time, he felt very uncomfortable and was thinking about how to leave every day.
He had originally released many soul-condensing blue birds to find Kunwu, but there was no news of them. Perhaps his soul-condensing skills were too poor, and the blue birds dissipated before they reached Tailing Pavilion.
So every day he would shout in front of Wuyi Jianhai that if Kunwu didn't come to take him home, he would jump down.
However, Lu Xiaochan has never had the courage to jump into Wuyi Jianhai.
—After all, freedom is precious, but life is more precious.
After finding the Guiyuan Umbrella, he can hide a letter, and then the Guiyuan Umbrella will carry the letter, float past Wuyi Jianhan, and arrive at Tailing Pavilion. Although Kunwu is a bastard, he will not come to take him home after seeing his letter!
When I arrived at a stone chamber, I pushed the door, but it didn't move at all.
He curled his lips and said to himself, "There must be a mechanism. Where is it?"
Lu Xiaochan fumbled for a long time and finally found a stone with an ancient spirit beast Chang Yan carved on it. He pressed the stone but it didn't respond. He used all his strength but couldn't turn it.
"I can't push it down, and I can't turn it... so I'll just pull it out and see!"
Lu Xiaochan grabbed the stone and pulled it out, but she didn't expect the door to move!
He immediately beamed with joy, and after rushing in, he discovered that there were no treasures in this stone chamber, but instead there were countless blue birds made of condensed souls.
They closed their eyes, curled up into a ball, and quietly rested on the lampstand.
The more Lu Xiaochan looked at these bluebirds, the more familiar they looked.
He couldn't help but reach out and poke it, and one of the little bluebirds opened its eyes and started chirping.
"The Tang Ji Baozi Shop at the foot of Zhu Xu Mountain has the best soup dumplings! But you have to be really careful when eating them! Otherwise, the soup inside will get on your tongue! My senior brother got scalded! He even said that I was a reincarnated starving ghost! Obviously, he was the one! Hahahaha!"
Lu Xiaochan was shocked. Wasn’t this what he said when he used the Soul-Condensing Blue Bird to send a letter to his master
Logically, these bluebirds should have dispersed long ago, so why are they still here
Lu Xiaochan poked each one, and the ones that spoke were his own voice.
They were all trivial things, such as what he had eaten, what stupid things he had done that he thought were wise, how Kunwu had mocked him, and so on.
"What are you doing here?" Shu Wuxi's voice rang out.
Lu Xiaochan turned around and looked at him in surprise.
"Here... why are all these my Soul-Condensing Blue Birds?"
Shu Wuxi lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the head of a little bluebird with his fingers. Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt as if his head was also being rubbed by the other person.
"Before, your master came to Wuyi Realm to look after me as I rushed to the third level of heaven. You and Kunwu would send letters with blue birds every day."
"Yeah... but that was several months ago!"
Lu Xiaochan thought, could it be that my soul-condensing technique is so advanced that my soul has not dispersed for several months
"After your master left here, you still sent the Soul-Condensing Blue Birds here every day. So I kept them."
Suddenly, Lu Xiaochan had a somewhat narcissistic idea.
"Um... Um... You wouldn't have fed these bluebirds with true energy every day to keep them alive until now, right?"
"Without them, no one will talk to me." Shu Wuxi said.
So it was really Shu Wuxi who preserved these soul-condensing blue birds.
Lu Xiaochan took a step forward and tilted her head to get a clear look at Shu Wuxi: "You...you kept me here and refused to let me go home, is it just to make me talk to you?"
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi's answer was very light.
"Well, I'm already here and I talk to you every day, why do you still keep these Soul-Condensing Blue Birds?"
"Because every time you come to talk to me, you are unhappy, and you always say you need to go home. But when these bluebirds talk to me, they are very happy."
Shu Wuxi lowered his eyes. It was clearly a clear and beautiful face. Although handsome, he was ruthless. However, Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt pity for him.
"That's because you always ignore me and we can't talk to each other." Lu Xiaochan replied.
Shu Wuxi remained silent and said nothing more.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly realized that it was not because Shu Wuxi ignored him, but because he did not understand what Lu Xiaochan liked. He had never really seen or felt what Lu Xiaochan liked.
Shu Wuxi's silence didn't mean he didn't listen to him carefully.
On the contrary, he always listened very carefully.
"What are you looking for?" Shu Wuxi asked.
Lu Xiaochan's heart skipped a beat. How could he dare to tell the other party that he wanted to find the Guiyuan Umbrella to pass the message to Kunwu
If Shu Wuxi knew about this, even if he had a blank expression on his face, he wouldn't be able to hide the loneliness in his eyes.
"Looking for treasures! This is a realm without intention, so there must be a lot of treasures! And they are from the ancient times, which makes it even more interesting!" Lu Xiaochan smiled with narrowed eyes.
Shu Wuxi then nodded and said, "Baby is not here, I'll take you there."
Lu Xiaochan immediately followed Shu Wuxi out.
The magical weapons in Wuyijingtian were not as many as Lu Xiaochan had imagined, but each one was of rare and top-grade quality.
Lu Xiaochan was having a lot of fun just studying these magical instruments.
Shu Wuxi was right beside him, telling him the functions of these magical instruments, and then quietly watched him play with them.
Lu Xiaochan occasionally raised her head and saw Shu Wuxi looking at her.
Quietly, faintly, yet very deep and far away.
Lu Xiaochan put down the magic weapon in her hand and moved closer to him little by little. His eyes were very beautiful, but at first glance they seemed cold, ruthless and empty.
But looking at it like this, as if possessed, Lu Xiaochan saw countless things that she wanted to say but could not express in words in such ruthlessness. It was unfathomable, extremely cold, yet warm.
Lu Xiaochan was pulled, and his fingertips touched Shu Wuxi's eyelashes.
Shu Wuxi suddenly stepped back, and Lu Xiaochan suddenly came to his senses.
"Sword Sect... I didn't mean it! I didn't..."
Shu Wuxi was not angry at all, he just asked him: "What's wrong with my eyes?"
"They are very beautiful." Lu Xiaochan lowered her head, not daring to look at the other party anymore.
"You have seen so many beautiful things, will you touch them like this?" Shu Wuxi asked.
Lu Xiaochan immediately shook her head: "Beautiful things are of course meant to be looked at!"
"Then why did you touch my eyes?" Shu Wuxi asked again.
“I don’t know why… I just want to know if they are real… and how they are different from other beautiful things…”
Lu Xiaochan's voice became smaller and smaller. He could hear the sound of his own heart beating, one after another, as if it was trying to break free of his body and jump to a place where he could no longer control it.
"Me too." Shu Wuxi replied softly.
"What?"
"It's the same when I touch you."
Lu Xiaochan then understood that Shu Wuxi meant always lying next to him and touching his hair.
"My hair is not as beautiful as your eyes..." Lu Xiaochan lowered her head even more.
He has always been very thick-skinned, but this time he was so embarrassed for no reason that he almost lost his skin!
"But you are beautiful. You are beautiful when you look at me, and you are beautiful when you sleep."
His heart sank suddenly, falling into endless softness, leaving him at a loss.
It turned out that when Shu Wuxi was by his side at night, what he touched was not his hair, but him.
Lu Xiaochan hugged her knees and buried her head.
"Xiaochan, what's wrong with you?"
When I heard him say my name before, I felt it was so cold and impatient.
But at this moment, it's just two words, but they are so intriguing that I can't help but want to savor them again and again.
Lu Xiaochan didn't say anything, but Shu Wuxi's fingers touched his exposed ears.
"Xiao Chan, why are your ears so red?"
Lu Xiaochan kept his head down and said nothing.
Shu Wuxi quickly withdrew his hand.
Lu Xiaochan then realized that Shu Wuxi's withdrawal was not due to indifference, but subconsciously because he didn't want to be hated by him. He freed one hand and clasped Shu Wuxi's fingers.
Shu Wuxi's whole body tensed up. He stood there frozen, unable to move, even his breathing held.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt that such a person was not cold and boring at all, but was actually very cute.
Shu Wuxi's fingers slowly bent and held him.
All the blood in Lu Xiaochan's body flowed between her fingers, and she concentrated on feeling the warmth of Shu Wuxi's palm.
It was warm there, even hot.
At this moment, the sky in Wuyijing suddenly trembled.
Lu Xiaochan heard the sound of the Wuyi sword sea rising and falling, as if a devastating thunderstorm was brewing.
Shu Wuxi stood up suddenly.
"Sword Sect, what's wrong!"
"Someone wants to take my flawless sword from the sword-unlocking stone."
After saying that, Shu Wuxi turned and left. Lu Xiaochan had only followed him half a step when Shu Wuxi turned around and pushed him into the magic weapon of the Wuyi Realm - the Jiuxiao Qinglian.
"Xiao Chan, the person who comes here has a very high level of cultivation. If you follow me, you will be in danger."
Lu Xiaochan fell into the heart of the Jiuxiao Qinglian, and the petals of the Qinglian immediately closed tightly to protect him.
Lu Xiaochan was extremely anxious and had no idea what was happening outside.
The situation in the Unintentional Realm suddenly changed. It was because the Dongxu Sword Sect was possessed by the Chaos Evil God and entered the Unintentional Realm, intending to take out the Wuxi Sword that suppressed the Unintentional Sword Sea!
The immortal leaders of various sects all ascended to the realm of intentionlessness. It was said that this battle was very critical. Many leaders were injured by the Dongxu Sword Formation, and quite a few died. Among them was Kunwu and Xiaochan's master, the medical master of Tailing Pavilion.
Even the Sword Sect of Beiming was destroyed.
And Shu Wuxi also displayed the most powerful sword formation in Wuyijingtian for the first time - Wentian.
As soon as this formation came into being, an unintentional sea of swords entered the formation, and sword energy crisscrossed between heaven and earth, forcing the Chaos Evil God out of Dongxu Sword Sect's body!
Chaos suffered heavy damage and fled in panic.
No matter how high the Dongxu Sword Sect's cultivation level was, after enduring the "Asking the Sky" sword formation, their energy was exhausted.
He refused Kunwu's treatment and asked him to preserve his vitality. He confessed that he had always wanted to compete with Wuyijingtian, and his obsession was so strong that the evil god Hun Dun took over his body and Dan Yuan.
Each sect was badly damaged and their leaders were replaced. Kunwu inherited the position of the chief doctor, but he still did not forget to bring Lu Xiaochan back.
The Sifang Sword Gate is also searching for the whereabouts of the Chaos Evil God, hoping to defeat him in one fell swoop when he is injured and weakened.
Lu Xiaochan finally came out of the Jiuxiao Qinglian. When she saw Shu Wuxi again, she immediately used a medical spell to fight with him.
But he was no match for Shu Wuxian and was pinned to the ground.
Shu Wuxi pressed one hand on his chest, making him unable to move, and the other hand on his ear.
He was very close to Lu Xiaochan, so close that Lu Xiaochan could clearly see the emotions in his eyes that never appeared.
Shu Wuxi was at a loss. He didn't understand why Lu Xiaochan was angry.
"Do you know how worried I am about you while I'm in the Nine Heavens Pure Lotus? I'm in a state of panic every moment! I'm afraid you'll be eaten by that evil god!"
Shu Wuxi then picked up Lu Xiaochan with one hand and pressed her into his arms.
"No. I will protect you."
He patted Lu Xiaochan's back gently and kept his touch on his cheek, not letting go for a long time.
For the first time, Lu Xiaochan realized that being hugged by someone was a very special feeling.
It seemed as if it was himself who was encircled by the arms, but the one who was actually tied up was Shu Wuxian.
He had an urge to get into the other person's arms.
Drill into his bones and blood, drill into his deepest place, drill into the place that he thinks about all the time.
The next few days were peaceful.
When Shu Wuxi was meditating, Lu Xiaochan would support his chin and watch him from the side.
He watched for days and nights without feeling bored. He just felt his heart was full. As long as he could look at Shu Wuxi all the time, the long time did not feel wasted.
In front of Shu Wuxi's desk, there was a row of small jars, and the magical herbs inside had already sprouted.
Lu Xiaochan knew that under the pressure of Wuyijingtian's sea of swords, not even a blade of grass could grow.
These magical herbs can survive because Shu Wuxi feeds them with spiritual energy every day.
Of course it’s just to please him!
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaochan lay on the table and smiled foolishly to herself.
Shu Wuxi raised his hand and touched Lu Xiaochan's head: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, just a secret." Lu Xiaochan said with narrowed eyes.
A few days later, Kunwu and Nanli Jingtian's sword sect Zhu Hua Yuanzun came to Wuyi Jingtian to ask for someone.
Shu Wuxi refused coldly. Kunwu asked Shu Wuxi why he refused to return Lu Xiaochan, but Shu Wuxi remained unmoved. Kunwu tried to break in, but Shu Wuxi used the Chongxiao Sword Formation. Fortunately, Zhu Hua Yuanjun blocked it, otherwise Kunwu's life would have been lost.
Lu Xiaochan heard Kunwu's roar in Shu Wuxi's quiet room.
"Lord Yangcang—why on earth did you want to trap my junior brother here! You are obsessed with this, be careful not to follow in the footsteps of the Dongxu Sword Sect!"
Lu Xiaochan had a bad feeling in his heart. He wanted to leave the quiet room to see Kunwu, but he found that the door of the quiet room was locked.
He used up all the spiritual energy in his body but still couldn't push it open.
The author has something to say: Baby Cicada is going to recover all his memories
Even in the past, Xiao Chan still thought Brother Wuxi was cute and wanted to overpower him! She wanted to do bad things to Brother Wuxi!
Of course, he was just thinking about it ~ the so-called "wishful thinking"!