Someone asked Luo Jiujiang, "Your Dao companion's bloodline is so mysterious it's unspeakable, your master is also the fated one of a spirit snake, and any random friend is either a des...
"Of course it's a love song." Feng Xue glanced at him curiously. "Could it be that this song has been passed down from generation to generation in your area, and even the content is untraceable now? That doesn't seem likely. I heard your pronunciation was perfect, and the tone was flawless—if not, I wouldn't be able to discern the meaning of the song."
Luo Jiujiang's throat churned, realizing he'd over-salted the sauce. Otherwise, how could his tongue and throat feel so dry? "How did Sister Xue know that?"
"Your song is composed in an alien language." Feng Xue didn't keep him in suspense and answered him directly, "Although the alien species nominally have nine tribes and nine languages, in fact, the phrases all have something in common. I didn't inherit much memory myself, so I'm only half-baked in this area, but even so, I can still hear it..."
As she spoke, she repeated the tune Luo Jiujiang had been chanting over and over again. "If you translate this sentence literally, it would be 'Slit open my chest and let you fall into my most vulnerable heart'—that's just the bloody style of the aliens, don't be too surprised. A more humane way to put it would be 'Put you at the top of my heart,' but no matter which version, the meaning is undoubtedly a courtship."
Luo Jiujiang's voice was hoarse. "I heard that alien languages contain power... Is there a restriction that if you want to protect someone, you must sing a love song?"
Feng Xue looked at him in surprise. "Power is related to language, not content. For example, if you want to take my blood and leave here, then it only needs to be my blood. I don't have to take aphrodisiacs for my blood to work."
Xie Chuncan: "..." He was speechless for a moment, but he felt that this example was indeed easy to compare and was clear and easy to understand.
With a click, the feather arrow in Luo Jiujiang's hand fell to the ground.
He could sense the other three people in the cave staring at him, but right now, he couldn't care less. Suddenly, it felt like all the blood in his body rushed to his head, like a thousand thoughts exploding in his mind simultaneously. This news wasn't a shower of fireworks scattered across the sky; it was a bundle of souped-up firecrackers that nearly set the sky ablaze.
The cave was completely silent. Xie Chuncan hesitated for a moment, then patted his shoulder sympathetically. His fingertips had barely touched Luo Jiujiang when he suddenly stood up, his eyes dazed as if he had just lost everything in a gambling den.
Xie Chuncan suddenly felt more sympathetic.
"I, I'm going to practice with my sword." Luo Jiujiang stuttered for once, his steps unsteadily moving out of the cave. The three watched as he walked in a lopsided arc, like a drunk, before fleeing for his life from their sight.
"Oh my god..." Xie Chuncan was quick-witted and grabbed the last piece of bird meat before Xiao Ren could. "I never thought I'd see him panic like a rabbit again in this life. They say people only panic when old houses are on fire, but I see he was also so nervous when the new house caught fire for the first time."
Feng Xue made another snowball and threw it over.
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Luo Jiujiang ran quickly in the snow, his mind in a mess. A name kept surging in his heart, stirring up waves. The waves were so huge that they even broke the familiar name into strokes.
He thought of Han Qianling. Although he had been thinking about Qianling since they parted, he had never been more eager to see him than now.
Is what Feng Xue said true? Is that a love song? What do you think? Can you tell me?
Countless sticky strokes rolled into a huge vortex in the sea of heart, and Han Qianling's face faintly appeared in the vortex.
At this moment, his heart was filled with memories of his time with Han Qianling, leaving no room for anything else. He remembered his eyes, his smile, the way Han Qianling flicked his clothes and threw down his sword. He recalled Han Qianling's voice, his breath, and the words "Jiujiang" that uttered slowly from his watery, thin lips as Qianling lowered his eyes.
Luo Jiujiang stopped silently.
Scenes of the past flashed through his mind. They had known each other since childhood, their words and actions so in sync that in the end, they seemed so close that they were almost the same person. When they drew their weapons at the same time, Han Qianling could understand his meaning with just a glance from Luo Jiujiang. Similarly, when Han Qianling coughed, Luo Jiujiang didn't even need to turn around to know from the sound of the cough that he was pointing to the other person's weakness.
Others call them the "Twin Gems of the Seven Islands", but they tacitly understand each other like two pieces of jade from the same root.
At the beginning, Luo Jiujiang's sword power penetrated deep into the enemy's formation, and the sword wind poured down like rain. He attacked the enemy without self-control and could not be stopped. So Han Qianling's sword was used for defense. He said that since Luo Jiujiang was the spear between the two, he could become the shield needed by each of them.
It was not until Luo Jiujiang discovered that Han Qianling preferred offense to defense, and his offense was smoother and sharper than his defense.
"It's not that I need you to become something." Luo Jiujiang sat beside Han Qianling that day, his expression a rare look of distress. Han Qianling's face was calm and composed, but there was a stubbornness in his eyes that only Luo Jiujiang could read.
"Qianling, our relationship should be based on what suits each other and what we like. We should work together to achieve it." Luo Jiujiang looked at Han Qianling steadily. "You are good at exploiting each other's weaknesses, and I am also good at exploiting each other's weaknesses. It is true that our fields overlap, but so what? At most, when we fight, you are one hand and I am the other. We are a pair of crippled people who can't run away and don't even have legs. We fight together until we lose, until we die. With your back against my back, there is nothing to be afraid of in this world."
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