Chapter 59 Chapter 59 But in my mind I couldn’t help but…

But her mind couldn't help but recall that night when, in order to save her, Mu Yang cut his wrists to let the blood, purify the evil, and attempted to die together with the evil.

I feel really complicated.

She found it a little difficult to face what Mu Yang had done for her, and she had been avoiding him even more these days.

She had always treated him as her mortal enemy; this had become her comfort zone. Giving him the cold shoulder, avoiding him, and sometimes even mocking him—this was her comfort zone.

But now, she couldn't give him the cold shoulder anymore. She didn't know how to face this "mortal enemy" of more than a decade.

Staying away from him made her feel more comfortable.

These days, no matter where she is, she basically doesn't show up as long as he is there.

Fortunately, Mu Yang has been secluded in his room most of the time these days, working day and night, flipping through ancient books as thick as bricks, origami, alchemy, line drawing, stone carving... and doing experiments that others can't understand.

Mu Yang only came out when it was time for dinner.

Li Yian would deliberately avoid him at mealtimes, take a few steamed buns, and run to a more secluded tree to eat them.

Maybe she hid too much, even Li Xuan, who always turned a deaf ear to the outside world and was indifferent, talked about her.

But even though Li Yian was hiding, she was still looking at Mu Yang.

He seems like a different person these days.

Every night, she would sit on the big tree outside the window and watch him, and she could feel that he had made great progress compared to the day before, at a speed as fast as flying.

Whether it is the development of equipment or the growth of his own spiritual power.

She also saw him looking around every day, but she couldn't figure out what he was looking for. Sometimes he was restless, whether reading or working on a craft, and would be lost in thought, unable to tell what he was thinking. Sometimes he wouldn't even notice that the dagger he was sharpening was about to cut his hand.

Li Yian was hesitating and didn't knock on the door.

Before Li Yian could knock on the door, it creaked open.

Li Yian took a few steps back almost reflexively, and what came into his sight was the white dress and the pale and beautiful face.

Mu Yang's face didn't look very good. He had his eyes half-opened in a daze. When he saw Li Yian, his eyes brightened a little, but soon dimmed again. He took a few steps back, keeping a distance of five meters from Li Yian.

Li Yian didn't know what Mu Yang wanted to talk to her about. Although the door was open, she didn't plan to go in. She just looked at Mu Yang in confusion, "You wanted to talk to me? Did something happen to Bai He?"

Mu Yang has never taken the initiative to ask anyone to find her. This time he acted so abnormally, probably because he encountered a difficult situation.

Since Bai He was only willing to appear in front of Mu Yang, no one except Mu Yang knew about Bai He's situation.

Li Yian only knew that Bai He was seriously injured. In the process of sending him back to his habitat, he was exhausted from the long journey. In order to let him have a better rest, Mu Yang let him enter the Qiankun bag to rest and recuperate.

They have been traveling for four or five days now. In another day, they will reach the habitat of the wind god and their mission will be completed.

Li Yian hopes that no accidents will happen at this critical juncture.

"He's fine." Mu Yang shook his head slightly.

"That's good."

Mu Yang saw that her face was calm and expressionless, and she was standing outside the door, as if she was drawing a clear line between herself and him... He pursed his lips, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, reaching out to grab Li Yian's wrist.

However, when his slender white fingers just stretched out in the air, Li Yian took a step back, "What are you doing?"

In the past, Mu Yang would have let go of his hand dejectedly, but at this moment, he stubbornly stepped forward again, as if he was angry, and insisted on grabbing Li Yian's hand.

Li Yian jumped up and landed on the beam. He lowered his head to look at Mu Yang below and asked, "What are you doing?"

Look at how weak he looks, he looks like he will fall down if the wind blows. If he gets close to her, don't wait for the plot to go awry and a piece of broken tiles will fly from the sky and knock him unconscious.

But Mu Yang lowered his head, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he said nothing.

The awkward atmosphere was not broken until Mu Yang covered his arm and groaned softly in pain.

Only then did Li Yian discover that a lot of blood had seeped out of Mu Yang's bandaged arm, and the blood had soaked a large piece of gauze.

Li Yian's brow furrowed. After so many days, why was his wound still bleeding? Didn't Li Xia and Li Xuan take care of him?

He had lost too much blood in the past few days and had not had much rest. Seeing his face getting paler and more haggard, Li Yian was a little worried and wanted to go up and talk to him several times, but Li Xia would appear and clamor to bring soup to Mu Yang, and forcibly blow out the candlesticks and ask him to rest.

Li Yian realized that Mu Yang, who was always the center of attention, was never short of care. She might as well pay attention to herself, staying awake at night, feeding mosquitoes on branches, and staring at those two ancestors.

She stopped asking.

At this time, Mu Yang seemed a little unstable. He leaned against the door frame and slowly slid down to sit.

Seeing this, Li Yian quickly jumped down.

Without caring about anything else, she hurried to the inner room to find the medicine box, and took out scissors, gauze and ointment from the medicine box.

Half-kneeling in front of Mu Yang, she used scissors to gently cut open the gauze that was already seeping with blood, and a bit of flesh was revealed when the gauze was torn open.

Mu Yang bit his lips tightly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Bear with it a little longer, I'll be gentler." Li Yian's voice softened a bit, and he quickened his pace to help him change the dressing.

Mu Yang raised his head, and his beautiful eyes, as shimmering as water, stared at her intently without blinking.

"It seems that my cousin will only look at me when I'm hurt."

His tone was filled with resentment and blame.

"Yes, because my cousin hates me." He seemed to be talking to himself.

“…What’s the point of saying this?”

Mu Yang held out his other hand, letting her see what he held. A round gold ring. Before Li Yian could examine it, it flashed and disappeared.

But her attention was distracted by the coldness in her wrist.

Li Yian looked down and saw a golden bracelet with intricate patterns on it. Mu Yang was muttering something, and those patterns emitted circles of soft white light under Mu Yang's spell. Soon, the white light seeped into the bracelet, and everything returned to calm.

"This is the 'Life Lock'. I have signed a contract with it. No matter where you are, as long as you are in danger, it will mobilize all my strength to help you escape. Even if it costs my life."

The soft and gentle voice, speaking almost word by word, made Li Yian look at him in surprise.

Mu Yang's face showed an extremely solemn and dignified expression.

"Well, there's no need to do this..." Li Yian's heart was shocked. Why should he swear on such a contract?

"I just wish my cousin would talk to me."

He actually had a lot to say to her, but he could never find her or see her. Even if he did see her, he would only catch a glimpse of her from afar and never have the chance to talk to her.

She said that he would become a great high priest and that the world corrupted by evil would be reborn because of him.

He wanted to prove to her that he could do it.

He wanted her to look at him sometimes.

Li Yian also avoided him before, and he could still tolerate it at that time.

Ever since he saw her lying on the ground breathless that day, no matter what he did or even all the ancient books he read, he could not save her.

Melancholy, regret, and extreme resentment were feelings he had never experienced before.

Mu Yang lowered his head and clenched his teeth tightly. Even though he was trying hard to hold back his tears, his eyes were already blurred with tears.

"I don't want to see you in danger. I hope we can get along well."

Mu Yang had said this countless times, and Li Yian had heard it countless times as well. He had never taken it seriously before, but at this moment, his suppressed sobbing voice made Li Yian a little shaken.

At this moment, the windows were rattling in the wind, as if God was preparing to punish them for being too close, and inexplicable stone fragments began to fall into the house.

Li Yian quickly stood up and wanted to move away from him, but Mu Yang held her arm tightly.

With a loud "clang", a knife flew in from the window and hit Mu Yang directly. Li Yian quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist with his other hand and knocked it to the ground, but the sharp fragments splashed out and cut Mu Yang's fair and handsome profile.

A trickle of blood slid down from the wound on the side of his face.

Li Yian tried to pull her arm away again, but he tightened his grip on her arm.

"Let go! Don't you understand? These inexplicable attacks mean we are..."

"Enemies, huh?" he interrupted her.

Li Yi paused, "It's good for both of us to stay away from each other."

An inexplicable wind blew wildly against the windows, making a rattling sound. A commotion erupted downstairs. Upon closer listening, someone's knife was blown to the second floor. What a terrifying omen...

Only Li Yian knew that this was a normal part of the plot when she got close to Mu Yang.

Just like now, crazy stone fragments were carried by the strong wind and hit Mu Yang, while he closed his eyes slightly and was hit silently.

The strong wind blew up his long hair like a waterfall, and his face was full of stubbornness.

"These are all coincidences, why stay away from them?"

His face was as pale as paper. He had lost a lot of weight recently because of the evil incident. Although he still loved to cry, his personality seemed to be more difficult to deal with.

After a long time, she sighed. In order to prevent Mu Yang from being knocked unconscious, she swung the sword in her hand towards the window. Guided by her sword techniques, the sword body penetrated the bolt of the wooden window and forced the window closed.

The chaotic and roaring house finally returned to peace.

"You asked Li Xuan to come to me, so you can get along well with me?"

Mu Yang lowered his head and said nothing, but tears fell one by one.

Li Yian half squatted down and continued to bandage the wound on his arm.

Then she gently wiped the blood off his cheek with a clean handkerchief. Mu Yang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked up at her.

The girl who always had a cold face was still frowning at this moment, but if you looked closely you could see a hint of helplessness in her expression.

She is not good at comforting others, nor is she good at dealing with other people's tears. As a taciturn person, she can't say anything that makes people feel comfortable.

She has always been taciturn, but Mu Yang said he hoped she would talk to him.

but,

"What do you want me to say?"

Although she had a tense face, there was a hint of unnaturalness on her pretty and cold face.