Chapter 65 Chapter 65 "I like her so much."

After saying these harsh words, Jiu Zhao left.

She was in a very bad mood and was eager to find an outlet for her anger, so she didn't use any magic and just walked through the forest in silence.

A few feet away was Zhu Yan, who was barefoot and had no time to put on shoes.

He fell behind her, always keeping a distance from her, like a thin shadow born with her.

Jiu Zhao didn't say anything and ignored him.

Occasionally, the sound of dead branches breaking under his feet only added to his annoyance, so she cast a spell on the soles of her shoes, using the lightness technique to speed up her pace. Although she was not proficient in medicine, she knew that sick and injured people should not be rashly circulated with qi, otherwise there would be consequences such as disorder of immortal power and reverse flow of qi and blood.

Jiu Zhao thought that he could get rid of Zhu Yan in this way.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the other party still followed closely, like a piece of taffy that could not be shaken off.

Jiu Zhao was so upset that he just wanted to beat him up.

After moving forward at a speed almost like flying for a quarter of an hour, a strange noise came from behind.

First there was a sound of something suddenly getting stuck in the middle of a crack, followed by a muffled groan and a heavy object falling heavily to the ground.

No need to think about it.

It must be that "little tail" that fell down.

The thought popped into Jiu Zhao's mind, and his heart felt strangely like it was being twisted by a pair of big hands.

She paused, using her heartbeat to try to relax and remind herself that now was the time, to seize the opportunity and quickly shake Zhu Yan off. This would also help him understand that clinging to those dried-up memories was pointless; the real her was now completely different from what he had imagined.

So Jiu Zhao sped up a little bit.

It's not just about getting rid of Zhu Yan, but more like a way to completely get rid of some inexplicable emotions deep inside my body.

…

Just as we were about to leave this endless lush green, we heard a rustling sound of wind breaking through the trees.

Jiu Zhao couldn't help it and finally turned back.

She found that Zhu Yan was still following her regardless.

But this time, he seemed to realize that if he made any noise he would be abandoned by her, so he bit his pale lips hard, struggling to maintain the magic.

“…”

The moment their eyes met, his beautiful face revealed the panic of a child who had done something wrong because of the noise he had accidentally made.

Jiu Zhao's fierce glare suddenly froze.

"Small--"

He opened his mouth to explain something, but the power in his body was released to the extreme and almost exhausted.

So, instead of words, there was the sight of him stepping on the grass again and seeing a protruding hard rock, stumbling and falling to the ground.

Seeing is always more powerful than hearing.

This time he fell very hard, and the sharp gravel went straight into Zhu Yan's feet.

Jiu Zhao finally stopped and his eyes fell on his feet touching the ground.

The jade-white skin was covered with scratches and bruises, and the most serious ones were bleeding profusely.

The blood, rich in immortal spirit, meandered through the dark brown soil, and the powerful and alluring breath was caught by Jiu Zhao's nose - Zhu Yan was so weak that he couldn't even gather the immortal power to protect his body and suppress his breath.

If this continues, it might attract the wild beasts lurking deep in the forest.

It's really annoying.

But... so pitiful.

At this moment, Jiu Zhao still didn't know what "a virtuous woman is afraid of a clingy man" meant.

She felt that if this continued, those stones would not only pierce Zhu Yan's feet, but would turn into sharp hooks and pierce her heart.

"Go back and stop being an eyesore to me."

She took a step back, closing the distance between them slightly, and said unhappily, "Even if you follow me until your legs break, I won't take back my words. I'm such a bad person to begin with. It's not too late to recognize it now."

After saying this, Jiu Zhao deliberately waited a moment longer. Seeing Zhu Yan just lowered his head and repeatedly rubbed his swollen ankle with his hands, he thought he had finally decided to give up.

Just be willing to give up.

It also saves me from wasting more time talking.

To return to Hutian Treasure House, all you need is a small teleportation spell.

I guess he should be able to do it.

Jiu Zhao thought about this, then flicked his sleeves and planned to rush out of the forest in one go.

However--

The young man who had been kneeling silently began to reach out to hold on to the tree trunk next to him, struggling to stand up.

“……!!!”

Jiu Zhao is really about to explode.

She didn't understand why Zhu Yan was so desperate.

Since she didn't punish him, would he punish himself to vent her anger?!

A nameless fire spread in Jiu Zhao's chest.

With her extraordinary hearing, she had already sensed the sound of a wild beast running towards this place, following the scent.

Judging from the number, there are more than just one or two.

Humans want to ascend to heaven and become immortals, and of course beasts want to do the same.

Only when one's cultivation accumulates to a sufficient level can one transform into a human being and have the prerequisite to pursue immortality.

Zhu Yan was so weak at the moment, and he was determined not to use the teleportation technique.

If she left him and left this place, it wouldn't be long before he would be eaten to the bone.

As the supervisor in charge of the repair of the Stairs to Heaven, he has the obligation to protect the lives of his subordinates.

Jiu Zhao had no choice but to turn back with a gloomy face.

"……Miss."

Zhu Yan called her pitifully again.

Beneath thick, long lashes, his dark eyes shimmered, a gleam of desire yet also of affection. To avoid disturbing Jiu Zhao, he endured the pain, biting his lip to the point of breaking it. Between the pale lines of his lips, a hint of red seemed to invite a savory taste.

Jiu Zhao was in no mood to appreciate this fragile beauty.

In fact, after spending this long time with Zhu Yan, she had even lost the last bit of awkwardness she had left between men and women.

Now she just wanted to quickly pack up this troublemaker and take him back to Hutian Treasure House.

He took advantage of the moment when Zhu Yan was looking at him eagerly and was completely off guard, and slashed at the side of his neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious.

“Annoying!”

"Troublemaker!"

She unleashed her magical powers, hastily stopping Zhu Yan's bleeding. As if venting her anger, she cursed and roughly peeled off his robe from his chest, tearing the snow-white lining in half. She separated the strips into two barely usable pieces and bandaged them around the wound on his foot.

After dealing with all of this, facing the question of how to bring Zhu Yan back, Jiu Zhao was thankful that her innate divine power had not been reduced along with her cultivation. She squatted down and effortlessly tied up the unconscious young man, who was more than half a head taller than her, behind her.

With her hands wrapped around her elbows, she stood up easily carrying him on her back, as if she were carrying a light sack.

During the entire process, the unconscious young man did not resist at all.

She has become a real well-behaved sleeping beauty.

Weighing the weight on his shoulders, Jiu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

After solving the big problems, you can also find time to solve the small problems.

She tilted her face and glanced at the dozens of pupils that appeared and disappeared in the shadows of the forest, and then gently raised the corners of her lips.

The blazing flames immediately spread from between his eyes.

Her calm and contented smile suddenly stopped, and as her lips opened slightly, a loud phoenix cry pierced through her teeth and reached the sky.

“Clang——”

Amid the pain of their ruptured eardrums and bleeding, the beasts that were originally ready to attack looked as if they had seen a ghost.

They stood there frozen for a moment, then suddenly wailed, took two steps back, and fled in all directions.

Jiu Zhao laughed again.

The world is finally quiet.

…

Without any human obstacles, Jiu Zhao activated the teleportation array and brought Zhu Yan to the third floor of Hu Tian Treasure House.

After a night spent running through the forest, Jiu Zhao's hair was disheveled, and her hairpins and rings were dislocated. The young man lying on her back was even more captivating: barefoot, his clothes torn, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a faint blush etched in his eyes.

Jiu Zhao said he had something to do.

He didn't say anything specific about what happened or when he would be back.

Jiangyu and Zhu Ying, who had been worried all night, heard the noise and rushed out of the door, but what they saw was this scene.

Their smiles froze on their faces, and they exchanged glances and looked at each other in confusion.

Jiu Zhao had no intention of explaining.

She said she wanted to take a shower and change her clothes, and asked Jiangyu to prepare hot water first.

After Jiangyu left, she told Zhu Ying alone: ​​"There are differences between men and women. It's not convenient for me to clean him. You do it."

Although Zhu Ying, like Jiangyu, had many doubts and worries in his heart, fortunately he always knew how to keep his distance.

He agreed and accompanied Jiu Zhao down to the second floor.

Pushing open Zhu Yan's room, he took out clothes from the wooden cabinet and led the young man behind the screen to change clothes and get ready.

Jiu Zhao, who was waiting outside, simply sat down behind the long desk and flipped through the notebook that his owner had forgotten to hide.

After learning that Zhu Yan liked her, and looking at the bottle of rose perfume that had not been given away, Jiu Zhao's feelings became much more complicated.

She opened the cork and let the fragrance in the glass bottle slowly seep out.

Amidst the soothing scent of flowers and plants, she began to read her notes from the beginning.

“On the first day of repairing the Heavenly Stairs, the weather was clear.

The lord has given me an order, my father has entrusted me with something, and I dare not neglect my duty."

The following pages record the shape of the cracks in the Stairs to Heaven, the degree of damage, and various repair experiences.

It was when Jiu Zhao saw this that he lost his patience and turned directly to the last page.

This time, in order to pass the time, she read it line by line.

On page 89, the style of the notes suddenly changes.

"After inspecting the Heavenly Stairs, I received a message from the Immortal Lord Duyin that she is coming.

“How did she get here?

“I have to say, I’m really happy.

"Before she came down to earth, I heard that she and the God Fuxu were having trouble. I only wished that she would no longer be sad."

…

“She asked me to accompany her to the Qian Dynasty Palace.

“When the Breath-Suppressing Talisman fell, she held my hand.

"The North has a perennially cold winter, with no spring blossoms. My memories of spring are also very vague.

"But when she held my hand, I seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming in my heart."

…

“She is studious and listens attentively to court affairs.

"I'm not as ignorant as they say."

…

“Today I finally mustered up the courage to tell her some things that happened when I was young.

"She doesn't even mind that I'm the child of a lowly concubine.

“Many people say they don’t care, but I can see the truest emotions in their eyes.

“Her eyes are bright and open.

“She really doesn’t mind.

"Does this mean that I can stand closer to her?"

…

“She is even cuter than when she was little, with sweet dimples on her lips when she smiles.

“I can’t imagine how lucky I am to be with her.

"But I rejected her invitation to attend the Moon Festival.

"I deserve to die."

…

“I like her so much.

“I really like it.

"I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it very much——"

…

"I really want to know if she will like it?"

…

Although it is called a notebook, the whole booklet is more like a young man's secret love.

Zhu Yan is as beautiful as the “she” described in his writing.

Jiu Zhao subtly developed the illusion that there was another, more perfect self living in a parallel time and space.

It's not unmoved.

After all, Jiu Zhao had never felt such a passionate and sincere love as the one Zhu Yan hid in his notes.

She needed a moment to digest the barrage of information today, so she closed the notebook and put it back as it was.

I stood up and saw the bustling city outside the window.

Everything was bright and prosperous, which made Jiu Zhao, who was unwilling to look out of the dim window, seem out of place.

She inevitably thought of her two failed relationships in the past.

A cold self-mockery occurs in my heart:

If this kind of feeling is called love——

So, what is the name of what Lan Qi and Fu Xu gave to themselves?