Xihe glanced at everyone, turned around and left the inn. After leaving the market town, his figure moved faster and faster, almost covering a thousand miles in an instant.
"Hey, wait for me! Fuck."
After running for a while, the dog couldn't catch up. He cursed angrily and gave up.
The further north you go, the richer the spiritual energy in the air becomes, the changes in the seasons become less frequent, and the scenery is filled with lush green. Xihe landed in front of the Qingshan City Gate.
She followed the white-robed disciples of the Shangyuan Sect and monks in various costumes into the city gate.
After passing through the long streets, restaurants, alchemy pavilions, and weapon refining shops, Xihe stopped in front of the Liu family's door. She hesitated, not knowing whether she should go in.
"My fellow Taoist, is there anything I can help you with?" The guard at the gate came forward and asked.
Xihe lowered her head, then remembered that she had used the Illusion Face Pearl to change her appearance. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'm here to visit fellow Daoist Liu Ziang. Please let me know."
The guard said "wait a moment" and went in.
After a while, Liu Ziang came out in training clothes, looking confused.
He hesitantly walked up to Xihe and said, "Fellow Daoist, I heard from my disciples that you were looking for me?"
Xihe glanced at the guard who was standing at the door again, waved his hand, and the expression on his face changed, but quickly changed back as Liu Ziang was about to exclaim.
"Sister-in-law?" Liu Ziang was dumbfounded, and then he became anxious, "Why are you..."
Xihe interrupted him directly: "I heard that his leg was broken again, what happened?"
Xihe couldn't imagine who would dare to do this.
Liu Ziang's expression suddenly became complicated, and his lips moved: "He did it himself."
Xihe was stunned, his hands clenched subconsciously, and he opened his mouth after a while: "Self-harm?"
Liu Ziang nodded.
He was also shocked at first, and didn't understand why his elder brother had a broken leg.
It was not until he saw the thin young man with an expressionless face, slashing his legs with a knife, with blood dripping, that the maids were terrified.
He stepped forward to stop him, but the young man pushed him away and stabbed at his dantian again.
Bloody flesh and bones were exposed, and the belly was a dark hollow. The young man smiled miserably: "Look, the Dantian she gave me will never be damaged."
He was extremely shocked, both by that Dantian and by the despair in his elder brother's tone.
Liu Ziang stared at Xihe: "He is not very good."
Xihe's heart tightened instantly, and she forgot all her persistence before this moment. She flashed and rushed directly into the mansion.
"Who is it?" The guards were shocked.
Liu Ziang waved his hand, signaling them not to get excited, and followed closely behind.
The leaves were green, flowers clung to the walls, and the yard was spotless, just like the day she left.
Xihe walked towards the bedroom. The door was closed, so she pushed it open. The room was empty and dimly lit, revealing a solitary figure lying on the bed. The silence was eerie.
Xihe paused, walked over slowly, and lifted a corner of the gauze curtain.
A young man was sitting on a bright red mandarin duck quilt. He had a thin figure, his legs slightly bent, and he was scratching his face with a knife with an expressionless face.
Xihe!!!
No matter what others say, it is not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.
Without thinking, she stepped forward and snatched the dagger away, saying in a panic, "What are you doing?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at her intently. He looked away for a while, then turned back again after a while: "...Madam?"
Xihe glared at him angrily: "Liu Yu, are you crazy?"
The young man suddenly smiled, turned around, put his arms around her waist, and rubbed her lovingly: "I missed you so much, my lady."
Then he whispered very quietly, "This dream is so real, I don't want to wake up."
The rebuke Xihe was about to utter was stuck in his mouth. It didn't hurt, but his heart felt sour and his throat was blocked.
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