Xie Changji said nothing, he just looked at the young man in front of him.

In fact, Hua Xiangwan was right, he was indeed somewhat similar to when he was young.

Both were born into a prestigious and upright sect that practiced Taoism, both were sword practitioners, and both were taught by their masters to take it as their responsibility to help the weak and fight the strong. In fact, compared to Xie Changji back then, this young man was gentler, more talkative, and more likable.

And now, he could actually say that he and Hua Xiangwan had the same skills?

He inexplicably wanted to laugh, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

The young man seemed to notice nothing. He bowed respectfully and was about to say something when he felt a cold wind suddenly blow. He was slammed against the door by the person in front of him. The sword was across his neck, and the coldness pierced his neck, forcing him to stick tightly to the door.

"If you show up again," Xie Changji said calmly, "I will kill you."

"Yun Qingxu" seemed to be stunned, and he showed a bit of bewilderment: "Senior? But now the remaining poison is sealed with my spiritual power, and I must remove the poison three times in the next few times..."

As he spoke, "Yun Qingxu" seemed to be worried: "I have heard that the senior is a role model of Yunlai righteous monks, a gentleman of high moral character and respect. He should not allow the young master to cause chaos out of jealousy, lose the distinction between the primary and the secondary, and disregard the young master's life and death, right?"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. He stared at "Yun Qingxu" and studied his expression.

"Yun Qingxu" chuckled: "I have also dabbled in the Heaven Sword Sect's mental methods. I heard that the Sword of the Heart is fair and upright, and is not disturbed by personal feelings. I believe that you have no personal feelings for the young master, but are just worried that I will harm the young master. You can rest assured about this. Young master, save me," the young man said with a serious look on his face, "I will protect you in life and death, and I will never have two hearts."

After saying this, "Yun Qingxu" asked in confusion: "Senior, can I leave now?"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. He looked at the young man's neck and recalled Wen Shaoqing's screams that night.

He felt an inexplicable impulse and pleasure, staring at the blue veins on his neck, and almost couldn't help but want to cut it hard.

At this moment, Hua Xiangwan's voice rang out from inside the house: "Xie Changji?"

The sound suddenly rang out like a mantra to purify the mind. Xie Changji reacted suddenly and realized what he had been thinking just now. He was slightly stunned.

Xue Zidan saw the change in Xie Changji's expression. He raised his hand and grasped the sword, moving Xie Changji's sword away. Then he smiled and saluted: "I have already rented this room. Master Hua needs to rest for one night. We will move to another place tomorrow. I will take my leave first."

Having said that, he walked away calmly without waiting for Xie Changji to speak.

Xie Changji stood at the door, staring blankly at the bluestone on the floor. After a long while, he raised his eyes, looked at the door in front of him, put away his sword, and walked in.

He walked to the bedside, where Hua Xiangwan was sleeping soundly.

Her whole body was filled with the aura of "Yun Qingxu", and her veins also contained traces of Yun Qingxu's spiritual power. Xie Changji could not help but look at her body inch by inch. Her clothes had obviously been opened and put on again, and there were marks of acupuncture on her chest that were faintly exposed.

Her condition has obviously stabilized, all thanks to the help of "Yun Qing Xu".

Hua Xiangwan noticed that someone was sitting next to her. She opened her eyes with difficulty and faintly smelled the fragrance of cold pine trees. She said hoarsely, "Xie Changji?"

"It's me."

Xie Changji raised his hand and gently placed it on her forehead. She was a little confused and asked softly, "Where is Guxing?"

"I caught you," Xie Changji said calmly, "Just take a good rest first, don't worry about this."

After hearing this, Hua Xiangwan felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing that she looked calm, Xie Changji raised his hand and asked Hua Xiangwan to examine her body briefly. There were indeed three areas of toxin accumulation in her body. It was Yun Qingxu's spiritual power that sealed these three areas of toxins.

Blocking these poisons meant that his spiritual power had once flowed through her veins.

She had a cold constitution, and her body was covered in ice when the poison took effect. He might have hugged her when she was cold just like him, and used his spiritual power to flow through her veins and golden elixir just like him.

As he thought about this scene, his hands that were wandering on her body couldn't help but tremble.

He couldn't help but think of the defensive talisman she had given Yun Qingxu, which he once had;

She had said that they were similar, and perhaps Hua Xiangwan had some things in him that Yun Qingxu also had;

He also has a similar skill to hers, and was once saved by her...

More importantly, he was still young, like a blank sheet of paper, and he and her had no chaotic past.

He never made Hua Xiangwan sad, never made Hua Xiangwan upset, and never had a beginning and an end with Hua Xiangwan.

Yun Qingxu could say she liked him without restraint, but Xie Changji couldn't, because once he opened his mouth and she refused, there would be no place for him to stay by her side.

Gu Xing is right, Xie Changji is not the only suitable person in the world.

Even staying by her side was a desperate pursuit for him.

Xie Changji trembled slightly, and could not help but pick up the person on the bed, crossed his hands on her back, and held her tightly in his arms.

The warmth from her body became his only comfort, but he still felt that she was far away from him.

He seemed to still be living in the illusion he had built for himself over the past two hundred years. She could disappear easily and shatter without warning.

When she turned to ashes, he couldn't stop her no matter how hard he tried.

"Wanwan..."

He rested his forehead against hers, panting and closing his eyes.

He felt all these emotions carefully, the fear, anxiety, pain, struggle, jealousy and hatred. All of these were given by her.

He is like a god or Buddha in the hell of karma, observing the human world with clarity and brightness, yet having to endure the painful burning of the fire of the hell of karma.

He had no way to vent his feelings and was helpless, so he could only kiss her from the forehead all the way down.

He kissed her forehead, wishing her mind would be open only to him.

He kissed her eyes, wishing she would only see him.

After kissing her beautiful nose, I wish she had only smelled his cold pine scent.

After kissing her soft lips, I wish she had only whispered her thanks for the eternal silence.

He sank into a state of calm during the kiss, as if he had finally found a way to feel at ease. His breathing became heavier, and he couldn't help but grab her hair, forcing her to raise her head in his arms.

"Wanwan..." He breathed rapidly and murmured her name.

He slashed their wrists with a sharp blade, and the blade fell to the side. He intertwined his fingers with hers, their wounds touching, the blood flowing into her body, and he plundered everything between her lips almost madly.

She is his.

At that moment, he finally found a long-lost peace of mind.

The body and soul are passed on, and the blood and energy are blended.

Everything she has is given by him, and everything he has belongs to her alone.

Flowers bloom in the evening.

He murmured her name over and over again.

Flowers are blooming in the evening.

******

Hua Xiangwan slept in a daze all night. When she woke up the next day, she found Xie Changji holding a medicine bowl and feeding her medicine.

Seeing her eyes closed, Xie Changji said calmly, "Awake?"

Hua Xiangwan looked at Xie Changji blankly. Xie Changji blew the medicine and explained to her: "You were poisoned last night. Yun Qingxu helped you stabilize the situation temporarily. I waited until you were completely stable, and then I found an inn to stay in."

"Where's Yun Qingxu?"

Hua Xiangwan immediately asked after hearing this. Xie Changji paused, lowered his eyes to look at the bowl of soup, and said calmly, "I went to buy something. I'll be back soon."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan nodded. She remembered the most important thing: "Where is Gu Xing?"

"I sealed her in the painting, and she hasn't woken up yet. She has been struggling after being drugged. The drug is spreading throughout her body, and she won't wake up for a while."

The drug belonged to Xue Zidan. Xue Zidan was always overbearing in using drugs, and Gu Xing had to resist it, so it was normal for him to suffer a little.

Hua Xiangwan lowered her head and thought, and Xie Changji put the spoon with medicine to her lips and advised: "I bought you some candy. I'll give it to you after you finish drinking it."

Hua Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Why are you being so coquettish?"

As she spoke, she took the bowl of soup, drank it all in one gulp, and then waved: "Give me some..."

Before she could finish her words, Xie Changji stuffed a candy into her mouth.

Sweetness spread in her mouth, Hua Xiangwan's eyes bulged, and Xie Changji then brought her some water.

The water mixed with sweetness filled her mouth, and only then did Hua Xiangwan realize that her tongue seemed to have a vague soreness that she could not describe.

She frowned and couldn't help asking, "What else did I do last night?"

"Hmm?" Xie Changji raised his eyes, not understanding.

Hua Xiangwan raised her hands to hold her face, thinking: "My tongue hurts."

Xie Changji's movements froze for a moment, then he turned his head and said calmly, "It could be some residual toxin."

Hua Xiangwan didn't believe this. She knew the effect of the poison much better than Xie Changji.

But thinking that Xie Changji probably didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a while, he just said, "Call Yun Qingxu in later."

Xie Changji nodded. He picked up the medicine bowl and was about to go out. He hesitated for a moment and reminded Hua Xiangwan: "When you are awake, you are like a fox sleeping."

Hua Xiangwan lowered her eyes for a long time, then whispered, "I know."

When she pulled down her dress last night and saw the osmanthus flower on her shoulder, she knew her identity.

Wake up alone, sleep like a fox.

Gu looks like a fox, and awake corresponds to sleeping. She should have realized this when she first heard the name.

Her closest senior sister, who brought her up, taught her how to practice and chatted with her, and when she knew that she fell in love with Xie Changji in Yunlai, she crossed the Dingli Sea without a word to see her "dream lover", taught her how to fall asleep, taught her how to seduce, and she was defeated repeatedly but never repented. In the end, after the battle in Hehuan Palace, she disappeared completely and was never seen again. This senior sister - Hu Mian.

Thinking of this, she realized that, after all, Hu Mian was also an old acquaintance of Xie Changji. He took the initiative to mention her and waited for her without leaving, probably because he wanted to ask about her.

So she thought about it, avoided the main point, and said lightly: "After the incident in Hehuan Palace, she disappeared, and everyone in Hehuan Palace was looking for her. I have been looking for her for two hundred years, and now I see her, so I am a little excited."

"Why is it missing?"

"You'll have to ask her," Hua Xiangwan shrugged, "She ran away after I woke up. I don't know either."

Xie Changji looked into Hua Xiangwan's eyes. They both knew that she was not telling the truth.

If she had simply run away, how could her senior sister who was so close to her back then, who knew that she had someone she liked, traveled thousands of miles to Yunlai to see him and taught her how to pursue him in her dreams, who was like a teacher, a friend, and a relative, talk about him in this tone now?

But she didn't say anything, and Xie Changji didn't ask any further questions. He just asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"All right," Hua Xiangwan said casually, waving her hand without paying attention to breakfast, "Call Yun Qingxu over. I have something to ask him."

Xie Changji lowered his eyes for a long time, then he replied softly, "Okay."

Hua Xiangwan sat in the house, thinking back to what happened last night.

Yun Qingxu is actually Xue Zidan... and he actually meets... Hu Mian here.

She closed her eyes and waited for a while, then she heard the door open. Then she saw "Yun Qingxu" bowing respectfully to her and saying, "Young Master Hua."

Hua Xiangwan raised her hand and the door closed. She lay on the bed and said with a smile, "Still pretending?"

"Isn't this interesting?"

Xue Zidan listened to her, stood up, walked slowly to the table, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Xie Changji put a sword to my neck last night. It was really fun to see him wanting to kill me but not being able to."

"What did you say to him?"

Hua Xiangwan looked indifferent, and Xue Zidan said nonchalantly: "I just told him that the poison in your body will take three days to be cured, and I will come to detoxify you every day."

"Don't provoke him," Hua Xiangwan said with a hint of warning, "You could have forced out all the toxins last night. Why did you lie to him three times?"

"I want to get closer to you," Xue Zidan sat on the chair and leaned against the table. He had a dignified and upright face, but every movement was particularly romantic. He smiled and said, "And take a look at his expression."

"Force him out tonight, don't bother him. He has problems with his cultivation now, don't provoke him."

Hua Xiangwan spoke quickly, and Xue Zidan held the teacup and said with a smile: "Why, are you heartbroken?"

"He is different from us," Hua Xiangwan glanced at him, "He just came to the Western Territory to seek the truth, and will return after he comprehends it."

"Go back?" Xue Zidan lowered his eyes and looked at the teacup in his hand. "Why do I feel that this Xie Daojun is a little different from what you said?" Xue Zidan raised his head with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes. "Is he really practicing the Sword of Inquiry?"

"Don't talk about him," Hua Xiangwan interrupted Xue Zidan and got straight to the point, "Didn't I tell you to stay in Yaozong and not worry about other things?"

"If I stayed in Yaozong, would Humian be in your hands?"

Xue Zidan chuckled, "Qin Yunyi had been targeting her for a long time. As soon as the Demon Lord Blood Order came into her hands, Qin Yunyi sent people to hunt her down. I was just checking her situation, thinking that you should focus on your own things and I would help you with other things. When I heard that the Dao Sect's Tracing Light Mirror was stolen, I knew it must be her. I rushed to the Dao Sect, disguised myself as this little disciple, and chased her all the way. Don't say that your senior sister," Xue Zidan's face was not very good, "is too difficult to catch."

"What does she want the Mirror for?" Hua Xiangwan didn't understand. Xue Zidan's expression froze. "I don't know, but she has been pursuing Qin Xiansheng all these years."

Upon hearing this name, Hua Xiangwan looked unhappy.

Lingxiao Sword, Qin Xunsheng.

He was the only lover that Hu Mian brought back to Huan Palace, whom she personally acknowledged to everyone and whom they agreed to marry.

He is a casual cultivator born in the wilderness, and his Lingxiao Sword is famous in the Western Territory.

Hearing that he was handsome and not interested in women, Hu Mian, who was famous in the Western Region for his dual cultivation technique, made a bet with the people in Hehuan Palace to see if he could win the heart of this cold-faced man.

As a result, this entanglement lasted for a whole year, and when Hua Xiangwan returned to Huan Palace, Hu Mian had already brought her back.

She remembered the two men standing together. This was the first time that Hu Mian showed a shy expression towards her, and he greeted her hesitantly: "This... is your brother-in-law."

At that time, Hua Xiangwan had just experienced Xie Changji, and Hu Mian seemed to be afraid of irritating her, so he just said: "But we won't get married for the time being. When you have recovered, I will take you to find a good man. Your brother-in-law knows a lot of good ones, much better than Xie Changji!"

As she spoke, Hu Mian turned around and looked at the young man standing behind her, smiling: "Right, Xinsheng?"

Thinking of Hu Mian's smile back then, Hua Xiangwan said in a faint voice: "He is still alive..."

"I don't know. They say he's alive, but no one has ever seen him."

Xue Zidan took a sip of tea and said, "I thought he was dead, but Hu Mian probably wouldn't believe it. He has been looking for him for so many years. I guess he got the Mirror for this. She stole the Mirror, and Dao Zong chased her. I didn't expect her to run all the way to the jurisdiction of Hehuan Palace. On the way, she passed by Shennv Mountain and I lost her. I just happened to hear that you were here, so I came to see you."

Xue Zidan looked up, smiling, "I didn't expect you to give me a talisman when we met. I never saw you being so nice to me back then."

"I rescued you directly back then," Hua Xiangwan laughed, "You treated me much better than the little Taoist priest."

"I dare not compare," Xue Zidan held up his head, "I gave that talisman to Xie Changji."

"You're fine, why do you always mention him?"

Hua Xiangwan was helpless, Xue Zidan glanced at her calmly: "What do you think?"

The two fell silent, and Hua Xiangwan knew what he was referring to.

When she went to Yaozong to ask for medicine, before they were together, she told him a lot about Xie Changji.

When they were together later, this became a thorn in Xue Zidan's heart. Even though they had been living peacefully for many years, he still cared about Xie Changji.

The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

Xue Zidan looked at her expression, pretending not to notice, and stood up, saying calmly: "Forget it, I'll leave first and come to see you in the evening."

Hua Xiangwan lowered her head and said nothing. Xue Zidan walked to the door. He thought for a moment and couldn't help but speak: "Ah Wan, if that incident hadn't happened that year..."

“Don’t assume something that didn’t happen.”

Hua Xiangwan interrupted Xue Zidan.

Xue Zidan seemed a little sad. He gathered his emotions and whispered, "I'm just asking. Don't worry, I just want to atone for my sins. I haven't asked for anything. As for Xie Changji——"

Xue Zidan chuckled: "It's my business to cause trouble to him, don't worry about it."

After saying that, Xue Zidan decisively opened the door and walked out.

Xie Changji was waiting in the corridor with porridge and snacks. There was a barrier in the room, so he didn't try to eavesdrop.

When Xue Zidan saw Xie Changji, he showed the respect that a "Yun Qingxu" should have, and saluted with a smile: "Senior."

Xie Changji nodded and walked past him with the food tray.

"Oh," Xue Zidan turned around and looked at Xie Changji, as if reminding him innocently, "Senior, when it gets dark, Young Master Hua's body will be ready for the next detoxification. I'll come over then, and I hope you'll help me."

"What convenience?"

Xie Changji raised his eyes, seemingly not understanding.

Xue Zidan lowered his head, a little shy on his face: "It would be inconvenient if there were outsiders present when practicing the technique, so I hope you would avoid suspicion."

Xie Changji listened to this and looked at him quietly.

At that moment, Wen Shaoqing's miserable howl on the snowy mountain flashed through his mind.

It's not that he didn't hesitate, but he couldn't control himself.

The giant beast he nurtured in his heart was nourished by blood, worshipped by worldly love and hatred, and grew bigger day by day.

He stared at the boy in front of him for a long time, forced himself to look away, and responded, "Yeah."

Then he walked in calmly.

When I entered the room, Hua Xiangwan was in a daze.

In fact, she hadn't seen Xue Zidan for many years. Since they broke up that year, he basically stopped attending any public events and the two had never met again.

If he hadn't told her in a letter that he would cooperate with her to make up for the past, they would probably never have any contact again.

As a result, Xie Changji is here now, and he is here too.

She was dazed thinking about the current situation. Xie Changji walked up to her and said calmly, "Yun Qingxu said that he would come to cure you at night so that I could avoid suspicion."

"oh."

After hearing this, Hua Xiangwan understood what Xue Zidan meant.

Xie Changji shouldn't have known about the poison in her body. If Xie Changji was there, he would force the poison out and perhaps Xie Changji would notice it.

Xie Changji is a Yunlai man after all, the leader of the righteous path. If he knew what she was doing...

Hua Xiangwan smiled secretly in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just nodded and said, "Then you can wait next door. I have discussed with him and we will use up all the poison tonight."

"I want to try it."

Xie Changji said, lowering his eyes and thinking: "He uses his spiritual power to seal the poison, so he must guide the poison wrapped in his spiritual power to be discharged from your veins, but I can try to lock another layer outside his spiritual power, and then break his spiritual power barrier, and use my spiritual power to control the poison..."

"Why bother?"

Hua Xiangwan smiled and dispelled his thoughts: "It's just the last time tonight anyway, it's not a big deal, I don't need to bother you with everything."

Xie Changji didn't say anything, he just looked at Hua Xiangwan quietly.

Hua Xiangwan felt frightened by his gaze. Although he spoke very little, he was a very difficult person to deceive.

Just saying, most of the time he doesn't care.

But now that he has brought it up, she naturally cares about it, but she can't let him detoxify her.

This was no ordinary poison. Even a top poison expert like Xue Zidan had to be extremely cautious. She didn't dare let Xie Changji touch it rashly.

I don't want him to know either.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and Xie Changji just asked: "It has to be him?"

"Don't bother."

"This is not a problem." Xie Changji emphasized, and as he spoke, he moved forward. His breathing was very close to Hua Xiangwan, and his eyes were calm but with a hint of unquestionableness: "I married you, I am your husband, and now I am here, Hua Xiangwan."

He came down from the realm of life and death and followed her across thousands of miles to the Western Territory.

He has earned this status. He is the sharpest sword in the world. He is far more suitable than anyone else. Why would he need someone else?

He had never shown such a strong sense of oppression in front of her before. He stared at her like a beast that had just gained human intelligence.

Hua Xiangwan couldn't help but sit up straight and make eye contact with him.

She didn't like the feeling of any attempt to make her bow her head, and wanted to silently force him to retreat.

But he did not retreat, as if this was his bottom line. The two of them were entangled in breath and staring at each other.

As they looked at each other, Xie Changji felt a silent desire rising up.

He suppressed this emotion, but his blood boiled under the repression.

Hua Xiangwan looked at the man in front of her who clearly showed no emotion, but was as sharp as a long sword that had been sheathed for a long time and was suddenly unsheathed. For some reason, she suddenly felt a long-lost secret desire.

She looked at the outline of the person in front of her and realized it very clearly.

He is no longer a teenager.

When they got married, he had just come of age, and both his physique and temperament were exactly between a teenager and a young man.

His features were not as angular as they are now, his shoulders were not as broad and powerful as they are now, and when he hugged her, she would not feel as if she was occupied and overwhelmed by him as she does now, and he would not have the same momentum and aggression as he does now.

Back then he was a handful of white snow in spring, cold yet soft, making people love him but also reluctant to let him go.

Now he is a mountain ice crystal standing on the top of the mountain, admired by the world.

I just want to be pulled down and slammed into this red dust, watching him reflect other colorful colors besides white under the light.

She didn't dare to let this thought leak out at all, and quietly clutched the quilt tightly.

Xie Changji looked at her eyes that were forcing him to step back, his gaze dimmed slightly. He couldn't help but raise his hands to touch the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose, and her soft lips. His fingertips seemed to have some strange magic, and all the places they touched felt numb.

"Hua Xiangwan," his voice, which was always clear and elegant, was a little low, as if a gemstone was sharpening a piece of silk, tempting people, "I can give you anything."

What they can give and what they cannot give.

As long as you want it, Xie Changji can give it to you.

As long as you want.