It is located ten miles outside the city of Yuncheng.
There is a green bamboo forest.
Beneath the bamboo grove lies a small stream, its waters babbling and exceptionally cool.
Wei Feng used all his internal energy to run from Yuncheng to this place. He was exhausted and his internal energy was depleted. Seeing the elegant environment and the quiet bamboo forest, he stopped and stopped.
He stuck his long sword into the stream and stared blankly at his reflection in the water.
Looking at his less-than-handsome reflection in the stream, he touched his short, unkempt beard that had grown back in a long time, bent down and sat down, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
How can I compete with that heart-binding pretty boy in this state?
Although that pretty boy didn't know martial arts, he was naturally good-looking. If I were a woman, and had to choose between myself and Fuxin, I would definitely choose Fuxin.
He's such a handsome and charming guy, and he knows how to make girls happy. What do I have to compare with him?
Thinking this to himself, he picked up his sword and began wildly waving it in the water, getting himself soaked with water droplets.
After a while.
He remained standing in the water.
It remained motionless, like a clay sculpture.
a long time.
A soft sigh drifted away on the wind.
A soft, gentle voice sounded in his ear. "What's troubling you?"
Wei Feng looked up and saw a woman in white slowly walking out of the bamboo forest.
She was dressed in white, her fair skin as white as snow and plum blossoms, her black hair as black as ink, the contrast between black and white making her even more beautiful. Standing there, she looked like a jade beauty. Her gentle gaze swept over him, her eyes so clear and bright that they seemed to speak.
Upon first glance, Wei Feng felt that the woman looked familiar. After a moment's thought, his expression changed. The woman in front of him was the one who had just appeared in his mind.
He had no idea what his junior sister had given him that caused such a strange sight; now that he thought about it, it seemed incredibly bizarre.
Jin Wuyou saw that he was staring blankly at her without saying a word and didn't seem to care at all.
She slowly walked to the water's edge, squatted on the pebbles by the stream, and reached out to splash water. Her fair wrists, as white as snow, were reflected in the clear stream, making her look extremely beautiful.
Wei Feng's heart stirred, recalling Linghu Lan's earlier words: "May you find a good match soon and be happily married."
Thinking of this, a hint of doubt appeared between his brows. He lightly leaped from the stream and landed on the bank. He said, "I did recall some sad things just now."
Seeing that he had acknowledged her, Jin Wuyou gently glanced at him and asked softly, "What's troubling you?"
Her tone was soft and melodious, and her voice was pleasant to hear.
Wei Feng's agitated heart calmed down a little. He realized that the woman was not being gentle with him on purpose, but rather, it was just her nature. Even if she were to scold someone, it would sound like soft and gentle words.
He looked down at himself, a surge of urge to confide welling up in his chest, an urge that compelled him to speak out.
He had secretly loved Qin Ying for over ten years, keeping it all to himself and never telling anyone. Now, seeing this woman who had once appeared in his mind, he felt that it was fate.
Since she wants to hear it, I'll just tell her myself.
So he said, "I apologize for making you laugh at me earlier. I just met my junior sister from the sect and saw her being very intimate with a man, which made me angry."
"You like your junior sister?"
"To my shame, it's more than just joy. Over the past ten years, I've actually fallen deeply in love with my junior sister. Every day, just seeing her, even without saying a word, fills me with immense joy. If she's sad or upset, I have to cheer her up before I can feel at ease." Wei Feng's eyes were already red as he said this.
"Hmm! Your junior sister has fallen for someone else, so naturally you're sad."
"Yes! So, I drew my sword and stabbed that man."
"Huh? Did you get hurt?" Jin Wuyou stopped splashing water and looked at Wei Feng earnestly with her bright, watery eyes.
Wei Feng's heart stirred. He had a feeling that if he said he had hit the target, the woman would definitely be disappointed.
He said, "My junior sister's martial arts are dozens of times better than mine. She saved that man with a single move."
"Hmm! You must be unhappy if you missed, but if you had hit her, your junior sister would be unhappy. Things in this world are always difficult, and it is rare to have both."
The two of them were by the stream, one talking and the other listening.
The woman was beautiful and graceful, while the man was upright and aloof. The two sat quietly by the stream, whispering to each other, as if singing in harmony. Even in the world of martial arts, they harbored some tender feelings.
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