Chapter 73
From the beginning of this journey until now, everyone has been thinking about one question in their heads -
What exactly should they do to help the future Zong Ning wake up?
They tried hard to change the past through speculation, but established history seemed to be a very strong thing. No matter how hard they tried, they still came to this point.
"If it were an ordinary beast, it would take at least decades to collect this level of black energy."
"Zong Ning...Zong Ning has transformed back into his demon form, and the words on his body... have disappeared!"
"If this black energy is not purified, this phoenix will never wake up. But if it is to be purified, only the punishment spell can be used."
"Master, the punishment spell can kill people!"
"It can be modified slightly. I've seen it in ancient texts. If we add a final spell to the punishment spell that can replace the 'killing' spell, the phoenix can survive. The only hardship will be that it will have to wait for decades for all the evil spirits and sins within it to be cleansed. Of course, its spiritual power will also be weakened. The modified punishment spell will also erase its memory of tonight. Only after the black energy is completely purified will its spiritual power and memory of that night return."
When everyone got downstairs, Xian Mo finished speaking lightly, and Su Xuan and the others were all stunned.
Su Xuan hesitated: "...Is it that simple?"
...This seems to be much simpler than they expected?
Xian Mo smiled and said, "It's not that simple. I told you, the punishment spell will take at least several decades to completely cleanse the evil spirit from him."
Ye Yun said foolishly, "But as long as the punishment spell purifies all the black energy, Zong Ning will be safe, right?"
Xianmo replied: "Yes."
As long as the black air can be purified, then decades will be nothing for a generation of monsters with a long lifespan.
But--
Lu Tao asked in confusion, "But the future Zong Ning fainted after the punishment spell reached its end. He didn't become 'fine'. A time-travel spell appeared on his chest—"
Lu Tao suddenly thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he closed his mouth.
Xian Mo chuckled, "As I said, I need to add a spell to the Punishment Spell that can replace the Killing Spell. This spell cannot be added casually; it must be of the same high level as the Killing Spell."
At this moment, Su Xuan and the others finally realized something. Their bodies tensed slightly and their hearts beat faster.
Xian Mo said slowly: "--If we can add a time-space shuttle spell into it, it would be perfect."
"Everything is closed."
There was a moment of silence in Chunyue Pavilion, and one could hear a needle drop.
The four Night Guards were the most confused.
They had no idea of Su Xuan and the others' identities, nor could they understand what they were discussing, such as the time-space travel spell and other nonsense.
They looked at Gu Shuo for help, and Gu Shuo looked at Xian Mo.
At this moment, in Xian Mo's smile and Yan Ning'an's silence, all the others had vaguely understood.
Gu Shuo slowly asked Xian Mo, "If the black energy in Zong Ning's body can be completely purified by the punishment spell alone, then what is the last step we need to take to help Zong Ning wake up completely and restore his memory?"
Xian Mo smiled and said, "You have probably completed that step."
"——When you decided to take the risk of traveling through the time tunnel and coming to this time and space for Zong Ning."
The roof of Chunyue Pavilion had long been lifted off.
It's a moonlit night tonight.
A full moon hangs high in the night sky, casting its light on the vast earth.
Xian Mo was feeling a bit tired. He motioned for his apprentice to pull up a chair. After sitting down, he drank a cup of tea from the apprentice and said, "You've probably asked me what the caster of the time-travel spell wants you to do? Does he have any hostility towards Zong Ning? And why didn't he give you any hints?"
"Let me make it clear first," Xian Mo said with a smile, "I naturally have no hostility towards Brother Zong Ning."
This sentence is a direct admission that he is the caster of the time-space travel spell.
No, it should be said that - Xian Mo claimed this identity himself, he felt that he was the one who cast the spell.
In fact, it was not just Xian Mo. At this time, even Su Xuan and the others had realized that—
Zong Ning fell into a coma due to the impact of black energy. He needed purification, and only the improved punishment spell could save him.
The solution of adding a time-space travel spell to the punishment spell was exactly what Xian Mo had just proposed.
Then the only question left was who would cast the spell.
Xi Mo is a wizard, so of course he can choose to be the one to cast the spell.
So the purpose of the spell caster that they had been thinking about before might be a meaningless question - the spell caster had no purpose at all, he cast the spell on Zong Ning just because Zong Ning needed the spell.
The reason why Xian Mo cast a spell on Zong Ning might be simply because—
Xian Mo continued to smile and said, "I have no hostility towards Brother Zong Ning, nor do I want to harm him. I cast the spell only to save him. And I'm willing to help Brother Zong Ning, probably just because... I think you guys are very interesting, so I'm willing to help him, and you as well."
Su Xuan was speechless. At this moment, there were many clues in his mind that needed to be sorted out, and he still had many questions.
He was silent for a few seconds and asked, "We don't need to do anything else. As long as we complete this step of traveling through time, it will be considered as the last step for Zong Ning before he wakes up."
Why does Xianmo think this way?
"You can say that, or you can say otherwise." Xian Mo saw through everything. He blew on his tea and said, "You've done a lot of things since you crossed over, right? For example, you told him Ran Yi's identity, scolded him awake, and even came to this brothel disguised as a young lady—"
The disciples holding ink were furious: "Master!"
They were really afraid that this unreliable master would be assassinated by someone one day!
Xian Mo continued briskly, "In the final analysis, as long as you are willing to take the first step to rescue Brother Zong Ning, then all the things you do for him later will naturally happen."
"And at this point, the result is obvious - Brother Zong Ning is not dead. He was just attacked by the black energy, but there is still a way to survive."
"Just imagine what would have happened if you hadn't come to this time and space," Xian Mo spread his hands. "Brother Zong Ning has never recognized Ran Yi's true face, and Ran Yi has killed more and more people, and he will become more and more crazy. Maybe he will start trying to secretly feed Brother Zong Ning with black energy. In that case, although Brother Zong Ning won't die, he may be infected by the black energy, and his hands will be stained with countless murders."
Su Xuan and the others all clenched their fists.
"Perhaps Brother Zong Ning will still fall out with Ran Yi, but if it weren't for the five years you helped him calm down, what would Brother Zong Ning become? Does falling out with Ran Yi mean he will definitely take the right path? Without you, would he have been able to kill Ran Yi so easily tonight and escape?"
"—You know, this is impossible. At least, if you hadn't appeared here, then even if I had come across Brother Zong Ning who was unconscious after being infected by the black energy, I might not have saved him."
"So, it's because of you guys showing up at this point in time that Brother Zong Ning was able to achieve the result of 'as long as the black energy is purified, you can survive well'."
"Next, as long as the punishment spell cleanses the black energy from Zong Ning, Brother Zong Ning will survive. As long as you, more than a thousand years from now, are willing to embark on this adventurous journey for him and work together to push events to this point, then everything will form a 'closed loop'—isn't that the word you used?"
"Within this closed loop, Brother Zong Ning has the clearest path to survival. As long as the closed loop is formed, Brother Zong Ning's survival is assured. This is why I say adding the Time Travel Spell to the Punishment Spell is the most appropriate. There are many advanced spells, but adding the Time Travel Spell is precisely to form this closed loop."
"I believe that as long as you return to the future now, Brother Zong Ning will wake up immediately and recover his memory, because with your time travel, the 'closed loop' itself has been completed."
"So, the most fundamental key to unlocking everything isn't that mysterious. It's just 'you,'" Xian Mo's gaze swept over Su Xuan, Gu Shuo, Ye Yun, Gu Shuo, and Yan Ning'an, "you who came here for Brother Zong Ning."
After saying this, Xian Mo ignored the people who were in shock and contemplation, looked at Yan Ning'an, and said with a smile: "And why did I just tell you that this whole arrangement is very much like my style? Because the caster didn't use the spell to give you any hints in the future. The reason he didn't give you any hints was to prevent you from going astray due to your wild imagination. Only by letting nature take its course can we achieve the desired outcome. This is my style."
Yan Ning'an pursed his lips, speechless.
The ink-biting disciple asked in confusion, "But Master, it's okay if you don't cast the spell, right?"
Yan Ning'an was stunned.
Yes, although they now speculate that the "caster" who is "controlling" everything behind the scenes is most likely Xianmo, but after all, why was it Xianmo who cast the spell?
This time-space travel spell was even taught to him by Yan Ning'an!
Theoretically speaking, Yan Ning'an can draw the punishment spell and the time-space travel spell for Zong Ning!
Why did Xian Mo conclude that he must be the one who cast the curse?
At this moment, the man with silver hair drank tea and said to Yan Ningan with a smile: "You can try to draw a time-space shuttle spell here now to see if the spell works."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Ning'an.
Yan Ning'an didn't know what holding the ink in his mouth meant, and at this moment his heart was beating wildly instinctively.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he took out a pencil from his invisible bag, squatted on the spot, and began to draw the time-space shuttle spell.
"Wait, wait, after this spell is cast, won't we be sucked into the time tunnel?" Lu Tao stopped him, "We haven't finished our work here yet. If we get sucked in now, will we be sent straight back to the modern era?"
However, Yan Ning'an completed the time-space shuttle spell in just a few strokes, and the spell lay on the ground for a long time without any movement.
Generally speaking, spells drawn on the human body require artificial infusion of spiritual power to activate them, but spells drawn on other places can be activated by the spiritual power absorbed from nature as long as they are left there for one minute.
But now, the time tunnel has not opened, they have not been drawn into it, and nothing has happened at all!
Lu Tao, Su Xuan and the others showed confusion on their faces.
Yan Ningan raised his head and said in shock: "Why did this spell fail?!"
"It's not ineffective, Ning An. I've said before, spiritual power, witchcraft, and time travel are all very mysterious things." Xian Mo put down the teacup and said softly, "Now is the starting point of this entire closed loop. Although you used the Time Travel Spell to help you and your group jump here five years ago, in fact, at this moment, the Time Travel Spell has truly appeared in this world for the first time. The first activation of this high-level spell has never relied on natural spiritual power, and it requires artificial infusion of spiritual power."
"And such a high-level spell requires an extremely strong infusion of spiritual power to activate it for the first time," Xian Mo stood up. "The same is true for the modified punishment spell. Each modified punishment spell is equivalent to a high-level spell being activated for the first time, requiring a huge amount of spiritual power. After you came to this time and space, your spiritual power was reduced by half, right? Then the only sorcerer here who can activate a double spell is me."
The disciples finally reacted at this time, their faces turned pale: "But, Master, your body——"
Xian Mo stretched lazily and said, "Well, so this will drain me. I'll have to stay in bed for at least ten days or half a month. But since it's destined and it's such an interesting thing, it's worth the sacrifice—"
Su Xuan and the others looked stunned.
Yan Ning'an suddenly shouted, "No...you will die!"
Everyone fell silent.
Yan Ning'an clenched his fists and said, "...Zong Ning said that the person who cast the spell on him died soon after."
It was not until this moment that Yan Ning'an remembered this.
Su Xuan and the others also changed their expressions.
That's right, Zong Ning had said this before he fell into a coma. If the person who cast the spell on him was really Xian Mo, then wouldn't that mean...
They had completely forgotten about this before!
But regarding Yan Ning'an's words, Xian Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Is that so..."
He smiled and said, "But losing spiritual energy won't be fatal. I don't have much time left. Death is the end of everyone. It probably has nothing to do with Brother Zong Ning."
Su Xuan and the others were stunned, as was Yan Ning'an.
At this moment, it was as if he was meeting this person for the first time, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his mind was shaken.
It seemed like he had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say. He couldn't see through this man at all, and didn't know what the other person was thinking.
When Xian Mo said this, his disciples lowered their heads, bit their lips, and fell silent.
Xian Mo smiled as if he was discussing something mundane. "Alright, if we don't act now, it will be too late. Now is the end of all this, and also the beginning of everything. Let's complete this circle together."
*
In his dream, Zong Ning returned to that early morning five years ago.
Ran Yi escaped and he couldn't catch up with him. With indescribable irritability and gloom all over his body, he returned to the dilapidated temple.
At that time it started raining again, drizzling.
The sound of birds singing was heard in the temple. He saw a little monk who had appeared in the courtyard of the dilapidated temple at some point. He picked up a little bird that had fallen to the ground and was unable to take off, and carefully brought it under the eaves.
The birds were chirping, and the little monk put his hands together with a compassionate and peaceful look on his face.
Zong Ning had no idea that there were monks living in this temple. This scene made him feel inexplicable emotions surging in his heart, and he was unable to move for a long time.
What does this world look like?
He once thought that he had seen through mortals and the entire world, but in the end, he was shocked to find that he seemed to be living in a narrow well built by himself and Ran Yi, and had never really seen the whole picture of the world.
With all kinds of questions in mind, Zong Ning left the dilapidated temple and embarked on a journey alone.
He went back the way he came.
For five whole years after that, his heart never calmed down.
It was like a world that had been covered by dark clouds for many years, and suddenly the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and everything that was blocking the view in front of his eyes disappeared, and what Zong Ning saw became more and clearer.
He met all kinds of people and encountered all kinds of things.
There are good and bad things, and although it is not satisfactory, this is probably the true nature of the world. Such a world with both good and bad does not seem so unbearable.
Or is it that life is fun precisely because all kinds of things happen?
——That’s right, it was not until then that Zong Ning realized this ridiculously.
He wondered how he could be so narrow-minded in the past. Ran Yi’s deception was one of the reasons, but before he met Ran Yi, he had never opened his eyes to see the world.
So stupid, and so arrogant.
——However, a sudden awakening cannot make up for anything.
During these five years, while Zong Ning was changing himself, he also passed through many villages where he and Ran Yi had stayed before.
Without exception, none of those villages escaped the ravages of the plague.
The small villages have been completely wiped out, and the large villages are also lifeless. Zong Ning has tried his best, but still cannot restore those villages to their former appearance.
And does all this really have nothing to do with him at all?
——When Zong Ning stood among those villages, he looked at everything and asked himself this question.
He hated Ran Yi's self-talk and didn't want to fall into Ran Yi's thinking trap. However, there was one thing that Ran Yi might have said right.
If he had been more sober at the time, he would have noticed the clues earlier.
If he could look back just once, he would see those who were struggling in pain.
But he didn't.
At the beginning, he was indifferent, gloomy, arrogant, and looked down on everyone. He disdained to pay attention to mortals, let alone their life or death.
All of this would probably eventually turn into his sin even if Ran Yi didn't exist.
When Zong Ning was attacked by the black energy released by Ran Yi, his ears, or rather his soul, were filled with screams and wails.
"It hurts! My stomach hurts! My head hurts too!"
"Cough cough cough!"
"I don't want to die... Mother, I don't want to die..."
"I can't breathe, help..."
Amidst the wailing, Zong Ning's figure froze.
Ran Yi seized the moment when he was stiff and whispered in his ear:
"Zong Ning, do you think you can escape?"
"These are my sins, and your sins as well. You will never be able to repay these lives in your lifetime!"
"You are a lonely phoenix. Who else would be willing to approach you except me? Even if you want to start over, you still have to be with me for the rest of your life!"
"If I die, you will live alone until the day you can't bear it anymore, and then you will come down to accompany me, hahahahaha!"
At that moment, Zong Ning was almost driven to the point of being driven crazy by the voice that filled his entire brain, and attacked the phantom before him. However, just as his spiritual power was about to burst out, he heard several overlapping voices:
“——Zong Ning!”
Those voices made Zong Ning stop.
It was these voices that made Zong Ning stiffen slightly, and his brain suddenly calmed down.
It was very strange. His vision was clearly obscured by the black storm, but at that time, he could clearly see the little beggar who held down his arms regardless of the danger, and the guy in red clothes who was calling him not far behind the little beggar and trying to search for him with his eyes.
And the Night Guard Commander, the Taotie on the second floor, the wizard...
Speaking of which, why did these people suddenly appear five years ago, disappear for five years, and then appear here again?
He looked at the worried expressions on those people's faces in a daze, and his mind gradually became clear.
Then he suddenly smiled and thought -
These people probably came from the future?
She was so heartbroken about his stubbornness in the past, called his name so affectionately, and cooperated with him so harmoniously - this kind of tacit understanding, this kind of motherly care, is not something that even ordinary friends can do.
Tsk.
——So, Ran Yi, probably I can’t get what you want.
These people act so boldly and eccentrically, they probably aren't the type to be afraid of him or unwilling to get close to him. It's really difficult for him to live alone.
As for the sins of that body——
Zong Ning could no longer figure out whether those sins were related to him, and he was too lazy to think about it. He only knew that the black energy that had now been transferred to him was mixed with countless wronged souls, and no matter how much time he spent, he would purify them and send them into reincarnation.
Then, he will say goodbye to his past self once and for all.
He would never allow himself to fall into darkness again—
There will never be a day when the two of them will meet again.
The lonely phoenix only looks lonely, but actually it really wants to live a lively life in its heart.
…
The punishment spell is activated.
Consciousness finally surfaced.
Zong Ning opened his eyes.
Everyone was with him.
The ink-biting finger touched his chest and smiled slightly. "Okay, next is the time-space shuttle spell. After this spell is drawn, the punishment spell will officially begin to rotate. You will be unconscious for a few more days, and when you wake up, you will have no memory of tonight. After that, the punishment spell will continue to rotate for decades before it reaches its end -"
"Of course, when you wake up again, I can't tell you everything that happened tonight in detail to avoid affecting the development of the 'established future'. The facts prove that in this closed loop, you really did meet Mr. Su and his friends from the future without knowing anything. This is the most natural and correct development. Also, due to the influence of the time-travel spell, your memories of your interactions with them five years ago may also become blurred."
"But I will remember to remind you that it's okay to take a break for a few hundred years, because the future world will be more interesting, and there will be more interesting people waiting for you in the future, Brother Zong Ning—"
"Zong Ning——" Su Xuan, Lu Tao and Ye Yun called out in unison.
Gu Shuo and Yan Ning'an also stood on both sides of Zong Ning.
"The phoenix is meant to be reborn from the ashes." Xian Mo said with a smile.
Zong Ning pulled the corners of his lips and closed his eyes.
"——Let's meet in the future."
*
Because Xian Mo set up the barrier in time, everything that happened in Chunyue Pavilion did not attract the attention of the outside world. In the eyes of outsiders, the entire Chunyue Pavilion was even brightly lit with candles, singing and dancing, and the sound of flutes and music.
When the Night Guards arrived, they were stunned by the dilapidated state of Chunyue Pavilion and fell into a daze.
They searched the second floor and found the courtesan who had been hiding in the corner. Only when she was pulled out did she realize that Ran Yi was already dead.
The courtesan was stunned for a moment, then collapsed and screamed hysterically.
It turned out that the courtesan had been in love with Ran Yi for a long time, and wanted to wait for Ran Yi to succeed in this matter before running away with him.
But not only did Ran Yi die, but according to the facts known to Su Xuan and the others, Ran Yi should have had a child in the past five years - in any case, the big family continued for more than a thousand years.
When the courtesan was taken away, she saw Zong Ning lying on the ground and cried out in hatred, "He's dead too, he's dead too, right?!"
No one paid any attention to her. Xianmo coughed twice and asked the disciples to carry Zong Ning away - after that, Su Xuan and the others would definitely have to return to the future, so Zong Ning could only be handed over to them temporarily.
Seeing this action, the courtesan's expression changed again, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Su Xuan suddenly thought of the story that was passed down in a large family in the future... Now that he thought about it, that story might have been spread by the courtesan later, but many of the distorted parts of the story probably originated from... the courtesan's big misunderstanding at this moment.
While the Night Guards were helping to clean up the mess, Comrade Qi cautiously asked Gu Shuo what was going on. "Wei Tong, have you figured it out? We don't seem to understand anything. What is the future? What is time travel?"
Su Xuan didn't know what Gu Shuo had communicated with his subordinates. Anyway, he knew that the old attacker's skill in deceiving people must be maxed out. And looking at the confused and naive looks of the Night Guards, who seemed to understand nothing but were greatly shocked, Su Xuan believed that he didn't need to worry about this.
As daylight dawned, the finishing work was completed.
Su Xuan glanced at Yan Ning'an.
He had just found an opportunity and had a conversation with Xian Mo.
And Yan Ning'an probably has a lot to say to Xian Mo.
Yan Ning'an came to the back of Chunyue Pavilion.
A man with silver hair was sitting on a stone slab, looking up at the sky which was slightly blue in color.
Yan Ningan was silent for a moment, then asked, "...You haven't answered me yet. What's wrong with your body? Or is this question inconvenient to answer?"
Xian Mo lazily said, "There are too many things to worry about, and too many places to consume spiritual energy. After wasting time and time, it has become like this."
"...Is your entire sect the police of this era?" Yan Ning'an asked, but then felt something was not right. The police are not a civilian organization. Can Xi Mo and his group only be called a folk wizard assistance association?
But whether it is for making money or for doing justice, is it really worth it to exhaust yourself to this extent?
As if he could hear Yan Ning'an's thoughts, Xian Mo chuckled and said, "That Mr. Su said that many monsters know that they can't act recklessly just because they have a little spiritual power. That's why the world can maintain such a delicate balance now, right? But I think he's not quite right on one point."
"In this world where spiritual energy is becoming increasingly scarce, the delicate balance needs to be maintained by both monsters and humans," Xian Mo turned around and said with a smile, "I am only a mortal, trying to contribute my humble efforts."
Yan Ning'an trembled.
"Are you moved by me?" Xian Mo immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Brother Ning An, do you admire me so much that you're in love with me? Would you consider staying here—"
Yan Ning'an pursed his lips, walked over, and sat down next to Xian Mo.
Xian Mo's voice suddenly paused.
Yan Ningan said sullenly, "Why don't you say anything?"
After a moment, Xian Mo's voice rang softly beside him: "It would be no fun if you really stayed, Ning An."
Upon hearing this, Yan Ningan exploded.
"Why can you call me so affectionately after just knowing me for so long? Why is a master so frivolous that he even flirts with men? Why are you always so playful and nonchalant? I can't even tell when you're joking and when you're serious," Yan Ning'an whispered. "I don't like people like you. I won't stay."
He chuckled while holding the ink in his mouth.
However, after a while, Yan Ning'an clenched his hands again and asked, "...Is it really unrelated to today's spell?"
This man, who had silver hair and a pale face when they first met, seemed to be relaxed now, but Yan Ningan knew that this guy could not move a step now, and he would probably need his disciples to help him away later.
Yan Ning'an didn't know what was wrong with him. He seemed to have complicated feelings towards this man, and at this moment, while waiting for his answer, his heart seemed to be beating fast, but it never reached the bottom.
Xian Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Ning An, have you ever imagined when you will die?"
"...No, I'm still young, why would I think about that?"
"Hahahaha, that's true. But I actually thought about this when I was very young. I want my death to be meaningful. It's not that I want my death to be shocking to the world, but I must die through an interesting experience."
"As I said just now, exhaustion of spiritual energy won't lead to death. My current body isn't the result of just one or two things. My early death was expected, it just happened to happen after what happened today. I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of dying in boredom and inexplicably," Xian Mo rubbed Yan Ning'an's head, "and everything that happened today is definitely the most interesting experience I could ever have in my life."
The morning light passed through the thin clouds and fell down bit by bit.
In the golden light, Yan Ning'an's eyes became sore.
"I don't like that answer."
"Really? Hey, it seems like little brother Ning An and I have no destiny in any aspect."
"I'm sorry I doubted you a few times today."
"Maybe I give off a suspicious vibe? Haha."
"I gave the remaining pickled pepper chicken feet to your apprentice, as well as the instant noodles. I taught them how to make instant noodles. It's very simple."
"Okay, now I'm feeling a bit hungry."
"Boss Su brought some self-heating hot pot, but I didn't have time to eat a whole box. I asked him about it, and he's willing to give it to you guys to try. The method is a bit complicated, but I've also told you, my apprentice, so it shouldn't be a problem."
"good."
"Mr. Lu still has some snacks, and Xiao Ye has bread and KFC. You have to finish the KFC today, otherwise it will go bad. You don't have a refrigerator here, so you can just unpack all the puffed foods from Boss Gu and eat them directly..." Yan Ning'an suddenly stopped talking.
He was sullen, but Xian Mo looked at him and said with a smile, "We're about to go back, why do you still have that expression?"
Yan Ningan was silent.
As the silence went on, Xian Mo's smile gradually faded.
It was unknown how long the silence lasted until a disciple named Xian Mo called out from the Chunyue Pavilion behind them, "Where is the Master?" Yan Ning'an felt the man next to him reach out his hand and gently rub his cheek with his fingers.
Yan Ning'an trembled.
"If my body were still okay, if you weren't from the future, I would really try to marry you. After all, it's rare—" Xian Mo whispered, "it's rare to meet a young man I like."
"...You're still teasing me when I'm about to leave. Isn't that a bit too much?" Yan Ning'an said sullenly.
Xian Mo chuckled, "Because there's no need to be so heavy-hearted right now. Perhaps we'll have a chance to meet again in the future—you and me in a healthier body?"
Yan Ning'an was stunned.
He turned his head suddenly and looked at Xian Mo.
The man laughed and said, "Ning An, this is the fourth time I've said this. Spiritual power and witchcraft are very mysterious things, right?"
Yan Ning'an opened his eyes wide.
"If we do meet in the future," Xian Mo smiled and pinched his cheek, "I will teach you a lesson."
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