When Xiao Fuxuan talked about the past, he always jumped to those parts that made Wu Xingxue difficult. Therefore, the state of neither life nor death for twenty-five years became a concise and rather plain word in his mouth - cultivating health and nourishing rest.
When Wu Xingxue heard those words, he vaguely remembered the situation of Xiao Fuxuan's soul-dispersion.
He was stunned for a long time, and said: "Xiao Fuxuan, do you feel uncomfortable when the soul is scattered?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "No."
His tone was calm, as if he really didn't feel anything.
Seeing that Wu Xingxue was about to frown, he lowered his head slightly, wiped it off with his fingers, and said solemnly: "I'm different, Wu Xingxue, my soul is like this."
It was broken from the beginning, and he didn't just start from scratch.
"Then aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back after recuperating?" Wu Xingxue asked again.
"No." Xiao Fuxuan said.
His tone was still firm.
He always seems to be determined, and often says "no need", "no", "excuse me", "definitely", sometimes he seems a little arrogant, but also inexplicably reassuring.
"There is spiritual power left in Canglang Northern Territory, which can be used for recuperation." Xiao Fuxuan said.
The Canglang Northern Territory has been running endlessly for hundreds of years because he uses spiritual power to maintain it. He went to the Canglang Northern Territory to stay for a while every year, and that was what he was doing.
That's why he placed Wu Xingxue there twenty-five years ago, because even if the other party was ignorant, he still had spiritual power to make offerings silently.
Wu Xingxue gave a soft "ah" and said, "No wonder..."
Xiao Fuxuan: "Huh?"
Wu Xingxue: "No wonder the Canglang Northern Territory collapsed when I was about to wake up."
Because the spiritual power was provided to the two of them.
Xiao Fuxuan's thin lips moved, seemingly hesitating to speak.
Wu Xingxue: "What?"
Tiansu Shangxian frowned, but said nothing.
Wu Xingxue knocked on him with her silver boots: "Speak."
Tianxiu couldn't help knocking, and said, "The collapse was unexpected."
Wu Xingxue asked: "Then what did you expect?"
"..."
Xiao Fuxuan raised the corner of his lips, tilted his head to kiss him, and said in a deep voice, "Canglang Northern Territory is safe and sound."
He kissed again and said, "I'm awake."
The Canglang Northern Territory remained calm and did not cause such a big commotion. When Wu Xingxue went out, there was no need to hear rumors flying everywhere that "the devil has come out".
And if he wakes up, he can settle some things in advance, so he won't be in a hurry.
Wu Xingxue was so kissed that she raised her head twice, somewhat inexplicably.
He thought for a while before realizing that Tianxiu felt that this "unexpectedness" was a bit embarrassing, so he borrowed a pen from his relatives.
Wu Xingxue's heart was aroused, but she couldn't let it go, so she grabbed the words and asked, "Oh, then did you wake up from time to time?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "..."
Wu Xingxue raised the toe of her boot and knocked him down, urging him to answer.
Then he was kissed so hard that he heard Xiao Fuxuan whisper, "You woke me up."
Xiao Fuxuan's injuries were more severe than expected, and he spent a full twenty-five years in Canglang North Prison without life or death, before he could support his scattered spirits.
When Wu Xingxue left the resting place, the golden shadow of Wang Lian, who had left behind a circle of guards, burst open in the Northern Territory of Canglang. The broken spirit in Xiao Fuxuan's floating place had a movement at that moment, and gathered into the puppet body in the ground. The moment Wu Xingxue opened the coffin, he opened his eyes.
The phrase "You woke me up" fell in his ears, and Wu Xingxue felt his heart being scratched. Tease the heart and have some more ideas. Then he said again: "Then you got up early and lost your temper in order to open your eyes and draw your sword?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "..."
"no."
"No."
Tian Su didn't even say no, even his relatives were a little more serious.
"Then again..." The big devil was suffocated by him for a while, but he still wanted to finish his sentence, "Why?"
Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then replied in a deep voice: "When I just woke up, I couldn't tell the difference between today and night."
The feeling of the shattered spirits coming together is too similar to the beginning of his life hundreds of years ago. Because the same person scattered spirits, and because the same person gathered spirits.
Died by him and lived by him.
So at that moment, the memory of Xiao Fuxuan who suddenly woke up was upside down and confused, and he couldn't even figure out what year it was and who he was.
He remembered not only the life and death in Beijing, but also the eaves under the south window, and the countless encounters in the human world when the fairy and the devil were separated.
Subconsciously, he was like countless times before, with people pressed close to him, with a hundred years of life and thousands of emotions replaced by a name: "Wu Xingxue."
If the other party bent his eyes at him at that time, he would definitely kiss her down.
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Wu Xingxue was silent for a moment, and then recalled the scene in the Canglang Northern Territory, and suddenly felt that her heart was being pricked by the most delicate needlepoint.
When Xiao Fuxuan called his name back then, he must have thought there was a response.
In the end, he even forgot who he was...
He stopped laughing, went down and kissed Xiao Fuxuan's bridge of nose, corners of lips, and chin, and said hoarsely, "What did I say at that time..."
The more he thought about it, the more distressed he became.
But Xiao Fuxuan said in a calm voice: "You said that the name Tianxiu Shangxian sounds very powerful."
Wu Xingxue was stunned.
Listening to Xiao Fuxuan's deep voice: "I was a little unhappy at that time, but I can't remember it now. And—"
His chin was gently pinched, Xiao Fuxuan said: "Wu Xingxue, open your mouth."
The warm kiss fell, it was no longer the playful peck before, but intimate and deep.
Wu Xingxue's heart felt sore for a moment.
It is said that Xiao Fuxuan is reticent, somewhat arrogant and inarticulate. It just so happens that such a person can always get people up easily.
…
Also change the subject.
I heard Tian Su say in a low voice between kisses: "You are more awake than me, opened my coffin, and even moved my jade carving."
Wu Xingxue stepped aside and licked the seam of her lips: "Huh?"
"Didn't the words in the jade carving be left for me?" Wu Xingxue asked.
"no."
"?"
Wu Xingxue knew well that Xiao Fuxuan was trying to appease him, and after a few words, she was really aroused: "Who is that for?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "Myself."
Wu Xingxue: "Why keep these?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "Just in case."
After being wiped out once, he really didn't want to meet Any Wai and Wan again. So he injected spiritual energy into the jade carving. If he forgets what to do when he wakes up, there is a jade carving to remind him.
"So the words I heard are reserved for you?" Wu Xingxue said: "Then the beginning is that the Hua family in Chunban City is looking for the doctor Wu Sheng?"
Xiao Fuxuan said: "Because for me at that time, there were still some things that I hadn't figured out yet."
Before Wu Xingxue killed Shangxiandu, it was rumored that he went to Hua's house and killed Yi Wusheng's brother, father, wife and daughter. Such a notoriety spread in the world. At that time, Xiao Fuxuan hadn't had time to figure out the whole story.
If he opens his eyes and forgets everything, he will be found by a doctor from the Hua family. Even if nothing else can be found out, Wu Xingxue's notoriety can be settled.
Wu Xingxue glanced at the brocade bag at his waist, and opened the bag without looking outside, looked in, wondering, "Since it's a spiritual object, why did you take it out because it was hidden in the brocade bag?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "..."
Wu Xingxue didn't hear the answer for a long while, and looked up at him. Seeing that Tianxiu Jinkou couldn't open his mouth, but his face was full of big characters - because he was stupid.
Since he has not forgotten, this reminder seems a bit silly.
Seeing his indescribable expression, Wu Xingxue couldn't help laughing.
He laughed and said, "Then I'm going to investigate. Why did you use my voice instead of your own?"
Xiao Fuxuan let him laugh and said, "No."
Wu Xingxue hurriedly said, "Why?"
Xiao Fuxuan skipped a sentence: "I don't listen at all."
If he really doesn't remember anything, but there is a statue in the movie leading him to a certain place with his own voice, with his temperament, he just thinks that someone is looking for death to deceive him.
Wu Xingxue thought about the scene for a while, then smiled again.
After a while, he suddenly remembered something and paused. He thought for a moment, and suddenly hooked Xiao Fuxuan's, and he pulled it closer: "Wait..."
Xiao Fuxuan: "?"
Wu Xingxue said: "I asked you last time, since everything I had in Xiandu was obliterated back then, how do you remember it? You said that it was obliterated because the Xiandu collapsed and the way of heaven does not exist in this world. The effect is gone."
"… Um."
"Well, from what you said just now, I clearly remembered it before the collapse of Xiandu."
Wu Xingxue narrowed her eyes and bit him sideways.
He knew Xiao Fuxuan's temper too well, and anyone who concealed it like this did not want him to know the truth, for fear of his distress or worry.
So he bit Xiao Fuxuan, but he was still not willing to use force.
After a moment, he backed away and asked, "So... what did you do to remember?"
His eyes swept towards Xiao Fuxuan's vital points, and he followed the interlocking fingers to probe Xiao Fuxuan's body, as if he wanted to see if there was any hidden injury or something beside him.
Xiao Fuxuan's life was wide open, without any hindrance or precautions, and he allowed him to investigate. While lifting his eyelashes, his voice was warm and deep: "It's not that bad."
Wu Xingxue made sure that he had no obvious injuries anywhere, nor did he find any irreversible wear and tear. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, his worry eased, and he said, "What is that?"
Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Examine."
Wu Xingxue's breathing stagnated.
After a while, he said softly: "Excuse me?"
Xiao Fuxuan responded: "En."
After he recognized the disguised Wu Xingxue in the world, he was trapped in complicated emotions for a long time.
He didn't know the origin of that demon, in order to become the lord of Zhao Ye City, and because he had a more evil spirit than anyone in the world. He didn't know how much blood was on the opponent's face, how many people he really killed.
He didn't know either, because every time he saw that devil, he made exceptions and felt distressed.
That kind of contradiction probably lies in... The devil Wu Xingxue he heard about and the Wu Xingxue he saw with his own eyes often didn't look like the same person.
Fortunately, he never believed rumors. Even if the heavenly edict, he still retains suspicion, not to mention the rumors in the world.
He only believed what he saw with his own eyes.
So in the following decades, he violated many taboos among immortals and demons because of that demon.
They meet all over the world. He and the other party drank the same pot of wine, looked at the same moon, walked the same market, and looked at the same tree and flowers.
When he enters Zhaoye City, his bird will never fall, and even kissing will survive the catastrophe...
More than once.
As time went on, he felt more and more that something must have been lost or forgotten by him.
In those years, because of the sudden evil disasters in the world and the contradictory heavenly edicts, he gradually questioned the way of heaven in Lingtai.
And the only one in this world who can interfere with his memory and past so far is Lingtai Tiandao.
The deliberate interference of the Dao of Heaven is not so easy to explain.
Xiao Fuxuan actually tried more than one method.
It is said that when a person dies, many things are remembered. He tried to remove the mourning nails, let the soul gather and disperse, and tried to think of something at the moment when he was closest to the soul of the dead, but there was no result.
Later, he thought about cross-examination.
It is still "God's will tricks people", that day was neither too early nor too late, and it happened to be Qinghe's last year.
In the last day of Qinghe's last year, the Immortal Tianxiu went to Canglang Northern Territory. Confused by the evil spirit left by countless demons in Canglang Northern Territory, he interrogated himself with a long sword.
He saw everything in this life during the cross-examination, and he remembered everything from it. The moment he remembered that his lover had been the Spirit King, he heard the news of the melee in Xiandu.
He covered up all traces, drew his sword and rushed away.
To him that day was, in a sense, a solemn encounter with Wu Xingxue.
Just meet and leave. :,,.