Chapter 90 Entering Wen Zhi's house late at night Wen Zhi and the uncontrollable desire...

She seems... a little fond of Wen Zhiyu?

How is this possible?

Xie Tingyu raised her hand to pat her cheek, but she used some force and missed the target. There was a crisp sound and the cool touch startled her.

Wen Zhiyu almost flashed over, his palm was almost as big as her face, and he put his palm close to her face. She slapped it down, just touching her skin. His fingers were cold as if dipped into ice. Xie Tingyu's hair on the back stood up, and she felt her hair stand up in fear.

She slapped Wen Zhiyu's hand on the back of his hand, and a red handprint quickly appeared on the back of his hand. Facing his unresponsive gaze, Xie Tingyu took a step back.

Wen Zhiyu's back of the hand couldn't withstand any hardship and would turn red with a slap.

Xie Tingyu thought.

"You don't have to hit yourself..." Wen Zhiyu turned his head to avoid Xie Tingyu's puzzled gaze, rubbed the back of his hand that was hurt by the slap, and continued: "It hurts a little."

Xie Tingyu raised his hand, because of the same curse, they should live and die together, and share pain.

At this moment, she patted Wen Zhiyu's hand, but she felt almost no pain.

Could it be that... the Heart-to-Heart Spell has lost its effect?

Xie Ting curled her jade fingers, and seeing Wen Zhiyu leaving a side profile to her, she blinked, "Sorry, I forgot that we share the pain."

"Can you feel the pain?" Wen Zhi asked subconsciously. Xie Tingyu said, "Hmm?"

What does this mean?

Could it be that the warmth and happiness can no longer be felt?

When did it start?

Xie Tingyu raised her hand and pinched her cheek. The place that was touched by Wen Zhiyu seemed to be on fire and was burning.

"Nothing, I'm just worried that my sister's hand will hurt."

'Eh, that's a bit corny.'

Xie Tingyu shook his shoulders, and then he started laughing after being speechless for a while.

Not long ago, Wen Zhiyu's murderous intention towards her was particularly strong, so how come she has forgotten it now?

How could she possibly fall in love with her mortal enemy?

Xie Tingyu couldn't believe this fact, and Wen Zhiyu was looking at her with a smile beside her, with a warm smile in his eyes. He turned his head again at some point and stared at Xie Tingyu's face, whose emotions were changing rapidly, and watched silently for a long time.

There seemed to be only her in his deep eyes.

Xie Tingyu sighed. According to Xie Tingyu, Wen Zhiyu was affectionate even to dogs.

Xie Tingyu stood beside Wen Zhiyu holding the inky liquid in his hand, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

After the spell of unity was cast, Wen Zhiyu was polite to her on the surface, but deep inside he had tried countless ways to break the spell of unity. It was foreseeable that as soon as the spell of unity was broken, this person would definitely kill her.

He would not hesitate at all, Xie Tingyu was certain of that at the time.

But now, Xie Tingyu couldn't believe that Wen Zhi had changed so much in just one year.

"sorry."

"There's really no need to apologize."

Xie Tingyu felt particularly awkward. She apologized, Wen Zhiyu nodded, and the two stood face to face. The atmosphere was terribly quiet.

The commotion of the magical instruments in the treasure pavilion had long since subsided, and Tianxing Chixiao was quietly suspended between the two of them, at a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

Suddenly remembering something, Xie Tingyu clenched the ball of inky liquid in his hand and lowered his head to search for something in the storage ring.

Wen Zhihe seemed to be observing the treasures in the treasure house, but in fact he was keeping an eye on Xie Tingyu's movements.

He was now extremely cautious in all his movements, and although Wen Zhi and he laughed at himself in his heart, he still couldn't help but pay attention to her actions.

Just as my mind was in a state of confusion, a bone bell came into view.

Wen Zhiyu slightly raised her eyelids, revealing a look of surprise in her obsidian-like deep eyes.

However, he did not take the initiative to speak, and waited until Xie Tingyu became a little impatient before he reached out to take it.

There seemed to be a hint of grievance in his own voice, "Why did you return this to me?"

"Are you giving this bone bell to me?" Xie Tingyu pointed at herself. She threw the inky liquid under the tip of Tianxing Chixiao's sword. The sword spirit of Tianxing Chixiao flew out, and the sword energy easily trapped the liquid, and the red color was reflected in the treasure pavilion.

Wen Zhiyu had been smiling since the first time she met him, and the bone bell on the red headband was the most common ornament she had seen on Wen Zhiyu's head.

This shows that both the headband and the bone bell are extremely important to him.

When it was put into her hands, it was like a hot potato and she didn't know what to do.

I had no choice but to return the thing intact when I saw Wen Zhiyu again.

Besides, Xie Tingyu had never thought that Wen Zhi would give this thing to her.

Wen Zhiyu still had a smile on his face, but if you looked closely, you could see that the smile in his eyes had faded away completely, leaving only a chill.

He had expected that Xie Tingyu would return the bone bell to him sooner or later, but he didn't want to accept it. He even hoped that Xie Tingyu could keep the bone bell for himself.

This is a really strange feeling.

If it were someone else, they might be killed if they touched his belongings.

Wen Zhi pinched the small bone bell with his fingers. The bone bell that made a crisp sound the day before seemed to be silenced again. No matter how it was shaken, it could no longer make a sound.

He kept exerting force with his fingers, and the small bone bell was grasped in his hand. Wen Zhiyu could crush it easily.

Xie Tingyu's eyes fell on Wen Zhiyu's hand. The bone bell was in his hand. Wen Zhiyu hated her, so the bone bell might be crushed or thrown away.

He would probably care a lot about the bone bell being touched by her.

At this moment, Wen Zhiyu's face was not good, which made Xie Tingyu confirm his idea.

"Can you please give me the bone bell?" Xie Tingyu thought for a moment. Tianxing Chixiao jumped beside him for a long time, and the inky liquid was swayed by Tianxing Chixiao.

Just like Xie Tingyu's heart was wavering.

Wen Zhiyu suddenly loosened his grip upon hearing this, and the bone bell almost slipped from his palm.

"Why? Don't you dislike it?"

"I didn't say I didn't like it, it's just..."

"Because it once hung on my headband and you think it's dirty? No problem, I can give you a new one." Wen Zhiyu's voice was a little hurried.

Xie Tingyu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw Wen Zhiyu nodded and retracted his hand. "In that case, I will make another one for you. This bone bell has a piece of my soul attached to it. When necessary, it can protect you from the full force attack of the Wang Haichao monk."

"No need! This is all I need."

Xie Tingyu herself didn't understand what she was thinking. She didn't want the bone bell to be destroyed by Wen Zhiyu himself, even though it originally belonged to Wen Zhiyu.

This strange feeling continued until Wen Zhiyu handed the bone bell back to her.

The bone bell is contaminated with Wen Zhiyu's aura. Wen Zhiyu's polar star disk spiritual power is mainly of ice attribute. Over the years, Wen Zhiyu's body has been wrapped in icy air and has a cold aura.

In his Yin Yang Fish Pole Star Chart of Ice and Fire, ice and fire should be mutually reinforcing and counteracting, but the fact is that the ice attribute always occupies a dominant position, and the fire attribute can hardly be brought into play.

Is this the control power of a sword-training genius?

Xie Tingyu nodded at him, glanced at the tiny crack on the bone bell, and took a deep breath. He hated her so much? It turned out that it was just a superficial act before.

Then her eyes widened, and the corners of her peach blossom pupils turned up. They should have been bold and bright, but now they looked a little more obedient in Wen Zhiyu's eyes. "This bone bell belongs to me now, you can't take it back."

Although Wen Zhihe had a myriad of thoughts, they were all reduced to one sentence.

I couldn't ask for more.

"Now that the treasure has been found, come out." The old man's voice suddenly rang out from all directions of the treasure pavilion.

Xie Tingyu was startled and grabbed the hilt of Tianxing Chixiao's sword with one hand, while pinching the inky liquid with the other hand. She did not put the liquid into the storage ring.

Obviously she has her own plans.

Wen Zhiyu's attention was mostly attracted by the bone bell hanging around Xie Tingyu's neck.

She strung the bone bells together with a red string to make a pendant.

At this moment, the bone bell was resting quietly on her collarbone. Xie Tingyu had fair skin, and the jade-white bone bell matched with the red string created a unique color impact.

Wen Zhiyu took a breath and couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple rolling. He felt his throat inexplicably dry and hot.

The two of them walked out of the treasure house together. A blank wooden sign flew out from the door and was grabbed by Wen Zhiyu.

"Master, I am leaving now."

"It's the third level of the Floating World Jade. Yun Heng really has a chance."

The old man in black robe raised his slightly cloudy eyes, his gaze wandering between Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhihe, and then said, "There seems to be another bond between the two of you?"

Xie Tingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "What is bondage?"

Hearing this, the old man in black robe just stared at her expressionlessly without saying a word. When his gaze shifted to the ball of inky liquid in Xie Tingyu's hand, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Wen Zhiyu took a step to the side, blocking half of Xie Tingyu's body, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

On the way back, Xie Tingyu noticed that Wen Zhiyu was walking faster and faster. He was tall and had long legs, so Xie Tingyu followed Fei Jin and simply stopped.

He looked at Wen Zhiyu and flew towards his cave without looking back.

After Xie Tingyu came out of retreat, he took part in the examination for disciples going to the sea. He slept outside all night yesterday and now his back and waist are very sore.

She lay in the cave for a day, and suddenly remembered that Wen Zhi and Bai Ri had kept silent about the matter of the same heart spell and avoided mentioning it.

Obviously there is something strange.

Xie Tingyu couldn't resist her curiosity and suddenly jumped up from the warm jade bed. She quickly put on her clothes and raised her hand to call out the Xuanyuan Sword that she had sealed in the small courtyard of the cave with her own hands.

The Xuanyuan Knife moved when it sensed the inky liquid that Xie Tingyu brought back.

The restrictions in the courtyard seemed to be unable to be contained and kept breaking apart.

Xie Tingyu threw the inky liquid down, and the inky liquid that was struggling to escape stopped moving, and the Xuanyuan Sword also stopped moving. However, one could faintly feel from the Xuanyuan Sword that it was extremely excited.

Tianxing Chixiao will feel repulsive when he sees the Xuanyuan Sword.

Xie Tingyu held Tianxing Chixiao and walked out of the courtyard. The moonlight was pouring down. Xie Tingyu took a deep look at the round and bright moon. "The moon on the 15th is fuller on the 16th. Is this the same in the world of cultivation?"

She didn't come to Wen Zhiyu's cave often. The last time she came was when she was on a mission. She brought the plate of chili peppers from "Peerless Twins" to find Wen Zhiyu and foolishly tried to influence him.

It turns out that the world-destroying villain is not so easy to persuade. After a year, she still doesn't dare to believe him.

Even though the system is not a system and traveling through a book is not traveling through a book, she still doesn't dare to believe Wen Zhiyu.

There is no decoration outside Wen Zhiyu's courtyard, but it is neatly arranged, very much in the style of Wen Zhiyu.

The wind was chilly in the middle of the night, and it felt even worse when she stepped into Wen Zhi's courtyard. Unexpectedly, the barrier of Wen Zhi's courtyard did not defend her, but Xie Tingyu shrank her neck, and the bone bell hanging around her neck rang slightly. The sound was carried away by the cold wind, and the coldness pierced into her bones.

Monks are not afraid of extreme heat or cold, but Xie Tingyu felt a little unbearable at this moment. The ground in the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of white frost, and the rare green plants were completely frozen.

Xie Tingyu hesitated, not knowing whether to move forward.

Suddenly, the door of Wen Zhiyu's room opened violently.

A stream of white air rushed out from the ground and hit his face. Xie Tingyu took two steps back and Tianxing Chixiao ignited flames to fight against the cold air.

The meeting of ice and fire stirred up a cloud of steam. In the haze, Xie Tingyu looked into the house as if possessed by a spirit.

A tall and straight figure appeared in the blur, and the figure swayed slightly, revealing its fragility that was visible to the naked eye.

Xie Tingyu grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Tsk, why should I care about him?"

The words fell.

Xie Tingyu sighed, moved his feet, passed through the mist, and stepped into the house.

The scene before her made her stand there in a daze.