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Chang Xia frowned and sneered, "You talk like I'm some evil person."
Suddenly she was stunned and smiled again. This sounded like something Xie Fengxue would say.
She said to Song Jia, "Your pitiful appearance is only useful to Zuo Qin."
She left with her sword, as if coming to Chi Zhouhai to cause trouble was really a whim.
The Demon King looked in the direction where the sword cultivator left without saying a word.
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Changxia returned to his small courtyard and sat under the eaves, with Xie Fengxue's mechanism box next to him.
Little Xie Fengxue also sat under the eaves to keep her company.
"I thought you would hide under the covers and cry, like you did when you were little."
Chang Xia smiled and said, "I'm not a little girl anymore, Senior Brother."
She said in a calm voice: "Do you think I am childish today?"
Xie Fengxue said: "No, because I also want to beat up Song Jia."
He said half-seriously: "Why is he jealous of us? Shouldn't we be jealous of him?"
Changxia stopped talking.
Because she was really jealous of Song Jia. During those times when Song Jia wanted her dead, she also really wanted Song Jia to die.
"He treated his own apprentice like a treasure, letting him do whatever he wanted. Before he died, he eagerly went over to arrange a way out for him, and then left the mess to us."
Chang Xia suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, do we look like villains who speak ill of others behind their backs?"
Xie Fengxue said: "It doesn't matter, he is not the 'protagonist', he won't suffer retribution for speaking out."
Chang Xia asked: "What about Zuo Qin? He is so powerful, he can't be just 'cannon fodder' like us, right?"
Xie Fengxue said: "It's the 'old man' who delivers something to the protagonist."
Chang Xia suddenly asked again: "Then what am I?"
The green-clothed figure looked up, as if he was truly looking at her intently from across time and space. "Xia Xia, this time, you are the 'protagonist'. All your wishes will come true, and everything will go smoothly." He paused, then added, "So, it's really okay to do whatever you want."
Changxia was suddenly stunned. She remembered Xie Fengxue saying that in the script of heaven, she would always be just a stepping stone for others.
It was he who changed her destiny.
"Torment their minds, exhaust their muscles, starve their bodies, deprive them of all their possessions, and let their actions be frustrated. Brother, being the protagonist is too tiring."
Her elders all died one after another, leaving behind her a heroic figure.
"Actually, I'm not suited to be a savior. Look how willful I am. I always go ahead and kill immortals and demons whenever I want, without caring about the overall situation."
Xie Fengxue said gently, "Then don't be one. You can do whatever you want."
You can do whatever you want
Changxia suddenly felt that Zuo Qin was not the one who spoiled the child the most, but Xie Fengxue was.
She waved her hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'm the best after all, why would I bother with them?"
In the mechanism box, her senior brother still looked at her with a smile, without saying anything, but it seemed that no matter what she said, he really agreed with her.
They chatted for a while, and when the moon was at its highest point in the sky, just as she was about to put away the secret box, someone knocked on her gate.
"Long Summer"
Changxia continued with his actions while thinking, it's strange that this person actually started to observe etiquette.
She opened the door and saw Shen Siyan's face with a frown on his face.
Chang Xia folded his hands, looked him up and down, and couldn't help but sneered: "What are you doing? You are so majestic during the day."
Shen Siyan looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Changxia simply sat back under the eaves and waved to him. Shen Siyan followed silently and sat next to her.
After a long silence, he said, "Why don't you cut your life span?"
Chang Xia was surprised: "That's all you care about."
Shen Siyan lowered his eyes: "This is what I care about most."
So Changxia answered him, "There is a time when it will be useful to cut off one's life span."
Shen Siyan continued to ask: "When you release your murderous intent..."
Changxia stopped talking.
Shen Siyan finally raised his head. He looked at Changxia and knew that he had guessed right.
"You always say that Caishou can't be used on your own people. Why, Changxia? Is it because you know that when you hold Caishou, you will lose control one day?"
"It's not Caishou who can't do that to his own people, it's you."
I should have discovered it the last time I went to the fairyland. Changxia was very abnormal at that time.
Although she killed an immortal, when a normal person is angry, would he kill someone to vent his anger?
She had a strong murderous intent, but she had been hiding it very well.
So when he thought about it now, he realized why Changxia insisted on taking him to the fairyland at that time.
She should have known his identity earlier than that time.
She was just giving herself an insurance policy, hoping that he could stop her when she lost control.
The moonlight in late autumn was as cold as water, and the cold moonlight stretched their shadows long and narrow.
Chang Xia said calmly: "You saw that trick too. It's more evil than evil to use human life's vitality for your own benefit."
She looked up at Shen Siyan and suddenly smiled: “It’s addictive.”
"When my blood first mingled with Caishou's, my very bones and blood began to scream out two words: murder."
"But you didn't."
"I did." Chang Xia's face was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant. "I held it back."
"At the beginning, I couldn't help it. Of course, I didn't have to worry when I went to Chi Zhouhai, but I couldn't stay there forever. Then Zuo Qin taught me illusion. I used illusion to dispel murderous intent. Although it's not as good as drinking real blood, it makes me feel much more comfortable. That's how I got my illusion skills. Later, as I got older, I became more and more tolerant."
"Why do people think I have a good temper? Because I hold it in. Actually, most things in this world can be solved by just holding it in."
She smiled at Shen Siyan: "Add a little false sincerity."
Shen Siyan suddenly realized what she had been suppressing all these years. The girl who had captivated him at first sight in his youth, her life was as vigorous as weeds.
That was her nature. Chang Xia was never docile. She was suppressing her nature.
Shen Siyan closed his eyes and said softly: "How can sincerity be false?"
"Why didn't you give up your life earlier?"
Chang Xia seemed to answer every question he asked tonight: "I want to protect the people I want to protect."
He didn't ask the next question.
Why did she let go of Cai Shou now? Because she was afraid of hurting the people she wanted to protect.
So, how can sincerity be false?
"Xia Xia, it's okay to indulge yourself occasionally."
Chang Xia smiled and asked: "It doesn't matter even if I kill your people."
Although both of them knew the truth, this was the first time she had exposed his true identity to his face. It was as if something had shattered between them. Those past banter seemed so recent, yet suddenly it seemed unreachable.
Shen Siyan's body stiffened, he didn't dare turn his head to look at Changxia.
"When did you find out?"
"It was a long time ago." Changxia looked up at the full moon hanging high in the sky and the vast starry sky.
"My senior brother discovered it and just said it casually. He and I didn't take it seriously."
"Do you mind?"
"What's the matter?" Chang Xia still smiled, "I told you, I'm very patient."
"I can endure until you are no longer my friend Shen Siyan."
Shen Siyan asked: "What about the Demon King?"
"The Demon King is my enemy."
Her hatred for the Chi Zhouhai monster remained the same as before.
Shen Siyan suddenly laughed: "Changxia, in Zuo Shanzhu's plan, Chi Zhouhai and Cang Xuan will be completely separated for 30,000 years."
After all, the blood debts are too deep and only time can heal them.
"Sorry, you can't kill your enemy."
Changxia turned her head, and this time Shen Siyan had to look her in the eyes.
It was pitch black and shiny, just like when I first saw it.
"That's good. This way I don't have to kill my friend Shen Siyan."
She will not become an immortal, and her life span is only ten thousand years. After thirty thousand years, both love and hate will disappear, and not even bones will be left.
In fact, she and Shen Siyan rarely sit down and chat calmly like this. They have known each other for more than a thousand years, and from the first day they met, she and Shen Siyan seemed to have been engaged in a verbal battle, refusing to give in to each other.
She recalled the time when she, Xie Fengxue, and Chen Siyan, after becoming acquainted with each other, would steal the sect leader's Tianshan Snow to drink. At that time, both she and Xie Fengxue had low cultivation levels, and would be drunk after drinking just two jars. Only Chen Siyan, relying on his physical strength, could drink a thousand jars without getting drunk.
When the leader smelled the scent and came looking for him, he hugged one in his arms and carried another on his back, and fled away crawling and rolling.
The result is predictable. In the end, they certainly couldn't outrun the leader, and the three of them were punished to clean the Yunshang Pavilion.
At that time, Chang Xia was holding a broom and complained, "Chen Siyan, why are you so weak? If you ran faster, we wouldn't be caught."
Shen Siyan pointed at himself in disbelief: "I'm weak. If I didn't bring you two with me, I would have run away long ago!"
Xie Fengxue said coldly: "Can you outrun the master's clairvoyance?"
Shen Siyan said: "When facing a close disciple, even the clairvoyance will be closed."
Chang Xia found a new place to mock: "Why is your own disciple sweeping the floor now?"
Shen Siyan sneered and said, “Because when facing the disciple of your enemy, you can also give up your own disciple.”
Immortal cultivators have good memories. Changxia remembered that it was a rare sunny day in Yunting, with a clear blue sky. They swept until dusk. Finally, the three of them climbed to the highest point of the Yunshang Pavilion to watch the sunset and moonrise.
The moon that day was very similar to today's.
Chang Xia took something out of the storage bag and handed it to Chen Siyan.
"It doesn't really matter if these twelve years are more or less. Shen Siyan, I have my own responsibilities, and you have your own mission to fulfill."
Shen Siyan didn't respond, "If your next sentence is 'After today, we'll break up', then I won't listen."
Changxia spread out his hands, and in his palms were four pieces of gold as if he was about to fight.
"I've given you half of it. Isn't that quite nice?"
She raised her eyebrows, the most vivid expression she had made all day.
"I just hope my friend Shen Siyan can come back."
Thirty thousand years is too long, she can't wait that long.
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