Chapter 20020 It is common knowledge that she is obsessed with handsome men...
The outer ring of Cuihuan Valley is full of poisonous creatures. Without Shui Jue to lead the way, those people have mediocre cultivation and can easily become nutrients for flowers and trees.
Even if you manage to get out alive, you may be infected with a lot of diseases.
Zhuang Rong'er thought with a headache that it would be better for her to release the other person next time she left the valley.
…
Ah Huai stood in the wildly growing peach forest holding a branch, and saw a group of people walking in the corridor nearby.
The person leading them in front was the human form of the white snake. This time he was walking hurriedly, looking a little dazed, and his mouth, which was always chattering, was unusually silent.
The men behind him were of similar stature, all dressed in white. Although only their profiles were shown, it could be seen that they were all young monks with superior looks.
Judging from the direction they were heading, they were probably circling from the main hall of Cuihuan Valley and heading to the servants' quarters where Ah Huai was currently living.
He shouldn't have paid too much attention to them.
But at a certain moment, the two men walking in the queue were attracted by the sudden wind. When they turned their heads to look at the swaying peach forest, he also saw their faces clearly.
Perhaps it was because during his time in Wujimen, he would occasionally gaze into the reflection of his own self in the clear pond at the foot of Xiaoquan Peak. In just a moment, he understood something.
The name he had written on the dust appeared faintly in his mind for a moment, but after it disappeared, it seemed that some of the dust had also been left in his heart.
Ah Huai turned his head away and stopped looking. The branch in his hand cut through the air, forming sharp sword edges.
It seemed unstoppable, but he was restraining himself intentionally. None of the falling peach blossoms were due to his sword intent.
It’s just because the wind is so ruthless.
He practiced until even this branch broke and was damaged.
…
The weather is gloomy and it looks like it's going to rain soon.
Zhuang Rong'er stared out the window thoughtfully.
The book "Records of Strange Things" spread out on the table happened to be turned to the page about Xingluo Kingdom.
During the period of recuperation, she did not idle away her time and only focused on controlling insects and peeping.
She often spent her time planning how to remove the second samsara fish eye.
Back then, she traveled alone to the Xingluo Sea and suffered a lot due to her lack of experience, which even made her hate the long rainy season.
This time she wanted to be fully prepared.
A long time ago, Xingluo Sea was actually Xingluo Kingdom.
A catastrophic earth dragon caused the land to collapse and the sea to flood. The entire country was submerged under the sea, countless lives were buried in the water, and their civilization was directly destroyed.
Come to think of it, this was only a little over a hundred years ago, yet it already seems so long ago.
The eye of the reincarnation fish is the eye of a rare monster called the "World-Devouring Whale", and there is only one on each head.
Although the World-Devouring Whale is called this, its actual appearance is more like a catfish, but it only has a single eye, which is located across its huge thick lips, exuding a deep red malice.
This monster is extremely ferocious and only appears in the rainy season. Its skin is thicker than a city wall and it is immune to all poisons.
Generally speaking, no one would be willing to challenge it. After all, the efficacy of the Reincarnation Fish Eye that has been circulated in the world has not only not been verified, but also does not sound that attractive.
Who would risk death and bet on a sudden memory awakening at some point in the next life?
This is never what Zhuang Rong'er bets on.
She needed the Samsara Fish Eye simply because it was one of the materials recorded in the evil resurrection technique of Cuihuan Valley.
The rainy season is coming, and she must set off for Xingluo Sea as soon as possible.
Before that…
Zhuang Rong'er's hand, which was pressing on the pages of the book, was wet by the raindrops splashing outside the window. She suddenly came to her senses, sat there for two seconds, then stood up and walked into the rain outside the door.
——It has been a long time since she went to the ancient battlefield of Hunxu to see Jing Huai.
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The wind and sand are raging.
This is a corner forgotten by the world.
The stone statue standing in the center of the ancient battlefield, frozen in the smoke of war, has become the only unchanging record of this desolate land.
Zhuang Rong'er's footsteps sank into the sand. Looking at the back of the stone statue kneeling on one knee, she inexplicably felt hesitant and homesick.
No one knew that she even had some delusions before coming here.
What if the statue disappeared?
What if... the stone statue turned into a living person and returned to the human world...?
Now that she saw that he still existed, she felt her heart being pulled and sinking for a long time.
She could righteously say in front of Shui Jue that she could tell that Jing Huai and Ah Huai were two different people, but could she really tell them so clearly?
"Jing Huai..." she called softly.
I clearly wanted to take a step forward, but in the end I didn't.
She left the ancient battlefield, for the first time without hugging the statue.
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"Master, why did you get caught in the rain? Do you want me to perform a body cleansing spell on you?"
The little snake greeted Zhuang Rong'er who had returned from somewhere, and walked forward in surprise to hand her a towel.
A cultivator can avoid the rain by circulating his spiritual power, but she was soaked all over. How could this be considered self-abuse?
Zhuang Rong'er had no intention of torturing herself, she was just a little dazed and forgot to avoid the tears falling from the sky.
"Yes." She cooperated and took the towel, but before she could use it, her whole body had already been restored to cleanliness under the effect of the magic. She was quiet for a while and ordered, "Bring Ah Huai here."
This was the first time she took the initiative to summon him since she brought him back.
The little snake agreed, but showed a sad expression.
He couldn't forget what Zhuang Rong'er said about her being a "Daoist companion", and now he felt complicated!
When he rushed to the servants' room, he heard voices talking from a distance.
"...Valley Master Zhuang actually looks younger than my junior sister, and also prettier than I imagined."
"She's probably someone who loves beauty. I've heard rumors about her a long time ago. I didn't want to come here, but now I feel relieved..."
"What rumors?"
"...It's not convenient to say. After all, we are on someone else's territory. I'm afraid someone will overhear it. Please don't harm me."
"Huh, maybe it's lust?"
"It's common knowledge that she's obsessed with handsome men."
"Are you talking about the time long ago when she sneaked into the Tianque Sect and got injured?"
"When that happened, I'm afraid you were still in your mother's belly? I have a vague impression... She seemed to want to see Yu Huansheng!"
"No... what you know is too superficial. It has nothing to do with the young master of Tianque Sect..."
"Why did the Demon Lord choose you and me to be sent to Cui Huan Valley? It turns out you have no idea why?"
"Although the Valley Master just said that she has a Taoist partner, she also left us behind, so there might still be a chance..."
Several men who had been placed in the servants' room were now gathered in one room.
They actually spoke in a very low voice, but as a demon cultivator who had already transformed, the little snake had very sharp ears and immediately became angry at this group of scoundrels who were talking about Zhuang Rong'er.
But before he could rush over and kick the door open to stop their choreography, the door of the next room was pulled open.
Ah Huai, with a slightly cold expression, walked out from the side. After seeing the little snake, he did not show any surprise, but just stopped.
The little snake glanced at him briefly, but didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being. It just rushed into another door angrily.
"Let me hear whose mouth wants to be torn apart?!"
His voice was a hundred times louder than the previous few people combined.
Ah Huai tilted his ear slightly uncomfortably, and returned to his room without much hesitation.
So when Xiaoshe finished teaching a lesson to a group of gossipy men, he found that the person who had walked into the corridor was gone. He frowned in confusion and turned to open the other closed door.
He has no concept of knocking on the door.
He walked in so carelessly and asked seriously, "Why did you go back? What did you do when you left the house just now?"
"Nothing." Ah Huai replied.
"Didn't you hear anything you shouldn't have heard?"
“No.”
The little snake nodded, and considering the identity Zhuang Rong'er had given Ah Huai, he suppressed the urge to go crazy and said in a normal tone, "The master wants you to come over, come with me."
…
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the beams of cold light arranged in the pavilion.
Zhuang Rong'er stared at the fox fur hat placed on a shelf - it had become her collection.
She was waiting here for Ah Huai, waiting for him to choose a suitable weapon.
She knew that he had been using tree branches as swords these days. Although Cuihuan Valley did not have as rich weapon resources as sects like Wuji Sect and Tianque Sect, she personally had quite a few famous weapons and treasures in her collection.
She really liked the glowing sword that could break demons and cut iron. Jing Huai's previous sword was very similar in shape. She guessed that Huai would find it handy, so she placed the sword in front.
When she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, her heart inexplicably tensed up, but she did not show it on her face. She just pushed back the hair that was scattered in front of her and stared quietly at the entrance of the pavilion.
Ah Huai is here.
The two looked at each other, and he lowered his eyes faster than Zhuang Rong'er.
He didn't look at her, nor did he look at the weapons and magic treasures in her entire pavilion.
He simply asked, "What does the Valley Master want from me?"
Zhuang Rong'er felt depressed.
Why didn't he want to call her Rong'er?
Is her name so hard to say?
She doesn't speak.
Ah Huai followed her in silence for a while, then raised his eyes to look at her and spoke again: "Valley Master treats me very well. I feel unworthy of it. I am also confused and don't know how to serve you. If you..."
"Stop talking," Zhuang Rong'er said sullenly. She was getting annoyed by being called "Valley Master" all the time. She raised her hand, pointed at the row of weapons, and said simply, "Pick one."
“…”
Ah Huai did not move immediately, and it seemed that he was about to say "I don't deserve it" in the next second.
Zhuang Rong'er's patience ran out, so she simply stood up from her seat and walked in front of him.
Ah Huai took a step back and she grabbed his hand.
This time he just tensed his muscles and didn't struggle.
Zhuang Rong'er brought him to the Demon-Breaking and Iron-Slashing Sword and wanted to pull his hand to hold the hilt.
Ah Huai's hands were nicely shaped, with long knuckles. She couldn't hold them, so she simply changed from grabbing to holding... a bit like holding hands.
But when she held Ah Huai's hand to the hilt of the sword, she should have pulled her hand away and let Ah Huai try to hold the sword, but she... didn't seem to want to pull her hand away.
Instead, I wanted to clasp the back of his hand tightly with my fingers, warm his palm with my palm, caress his skin, and feel his warmth...
"...Look at this sword." Zhuang Rong'er said nonchalantly.
It seemed as if her original plan was just to bring the person over to "see" the sword.
“…”
Ah Huai's fingers seemed to tremble slightly twice.
No one knew what he was struggling with and hesitating about, but in the end he did not try to regain control of his hand.
He just looked at the other scimitar placed in Zhuang Rong'er's pavilion.
It hung quietly on the weapon rack, the entire blade glowing with a light green glow, the blade's curves were elegant, delicately curved like a crescent moon, emitting a cold and sharp aura.
"I want to try that knife," he said.
Don't use a sword, use a knife.
Will I no longer look like that person?
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