Chapter 64 The Golden Crow who caught her on the spot is really easy to coax.
Lin Xuantu initially thought he had been ambushed by a powerful living soul, but when he felt a familiar yet deadly pain as his throat was pinched and he heard the voices behind him, all his attacks and struggles ceased.
An overwhelming sense of relief and joy welled up in my chest.
All cultivators who can reach this level of evil spirits have gone through countless hardships and narrowly escaped death.
Even cultivators from other sects who have only met once before feel as joyful as if they were old friends reuniting. When cultivators from the same sect meet here, regardless of any past misunderstandings, they feel happy and fortunate for each other, as if they were family.
After all, in the face of life and death, all love, hate, and disagreements seem so insignificant.
Bitao made a joke, then released Binglun, raised her smile again, and waited for him to turn around.
After Lin Xuantu turned around, he did not, as Bitao had expected, reveal his usual stifled and resentful expression, which he dared not express.
Instead, to Bitao's surprise, it opened its arms and hugged her tightly.
He dressed as a woman in red, applying makeup and even lip rouge. Having fought his way through the fire, the smell of smoke and the cloying sweetness of cheap cosmetics enveloped Bitao.
Caught off guard, Bitao choked on the strong smell, instinctively held her breath, frowned, and reached out to push the person away.
"You..." That's too pungent.
Before I could even push it open, I heard an incredibly excited voice explode in my ear: "Third Senior Sister! I'm so glad you're still alive!"
Bitao and Binglun had always been at odds, and upon hearing his words, the words that were about to reflexively burst from her throat were, "How could I die if you're not dead?"
However, the person holding her was holding her too tightly. Although the voice still sounded annoying, Bitao could hear the genuine joy and excitement in it.
Good intentions, like malice, can always be easily detected, no matter how complex the situation they may be hidden in.
At least his good intentions at this moment are genuine.
Bitao thought with amusement that Binglun was so happy because she was alive. She wondered if he would slap himself hard after regaining his memories.
Bitao tore him off her body, and in the darkness she saw Lin Xuantu's bright eyes looking at her. She reached out and patted his head: "Good junior brother..." good dog.
The two were smiling at each other when suddenly a cold light flashed in the darkness, followed by a long sword piercing straight between them—
Bitao retreated in terror, but still felt the chill of the sword blade almost piercing through her body.
Lin Xuantu's expression also changed drastically. If he hadn't pressed himself against the wall in time, his abdomen would probably have been cut open by the sword!
A moment later, the figure of the swordsman appeared in the darkness. His long robe trailed on the ground, and his figure was imposing and majestic, with a deep and imposing presence. However, his phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his brows were furrowed with lightning.
The moment Bitao saw the figure clearly, her pupils dilated to the extreme in the darkness, and her heart seemed to be ignited instantly, exploding into a shower of stars and rainbows, and the Milky Way seemed to fall!
She held back the word "Mingguang," but her body moved faster than her voice, charging headlong into the sword's edge without regard for anything else—
Seeing this, Wei Danxin had no time to retract her sword and could only let go, allowing the longsword to fall to the ground.
With a loud thud, a little deer was firmly placed in Wei Danxin's arms the next moment.
He stumbled back several steps before he could barely stand, then opened his arms and caught the person firmly.
Ignoring the scene he had just witnessed that had saddened him, he hugged the person tightly and buried his face in their chest.
As if his body, which had been frozen and numb, had been submerged in a warm spring, he shuddered violently, the trembling and palpitations almost unbearable.
The chaotic soul, preoccupied with the nightmares of evil spirits and unable to distinguish between day and night, becomes vivid and clear at this moment, as if reborn from the ashes.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of his junior sister's scent, and instantly understood what it meant to be overjoyed.
With his eyes closed, his eyes and nose stung with tears, yet he seemed to see dragons and fish swaying in the breeze, and the moon and lanterns shining brightly.
"She's my third senior sister, not a wandering spirit. Go back now..."
Lin Xuantu disappeared halfway, and the cultivators who were with him led a group back to rescue him.
But at this moment... Lin Xuantu glanced at the two of them and quickly went deeper into the alley entrance to prevent the cultivators who were chasing after Wei Danxin from getting closer.
They quietly led everyone away.
Bitao and Wei Danxin embraced each other tightly, her shoulders and waist held firmly by Wei Danxin's strong arms.
Moreover, Wei Danxin's strength increased, and his disordered breathing, accompanied by a frantic heartbeat, brought him to the brink of losing control.
So much so that... Bitao was held in his arms, and soon her feet left the ground, with only her toes touching Wei Danxin's shoes.
The peach tree hanging in mid-air: "..."
The evil spirit didn't kill her; if this continues, she might be strangled to death by Mingguang.
But Bitao did not try to struggle. She could sense Mingguang's excitement, longing, and overwhelming joy at having survived a disaster and regained what he had lost.
Isn't she the same?
Since Bitao's feet couldn't touch the ground, she simply hung on Wei Danxin's neck, used her arms to pull herself up, spread her legs to the sides, and wrapped them around his waist.
This posture was really not very elegant, but for the two people who had just parted ways and felt as if they were separated by a lifetime, they only wished they could be closer to each other.
Wei Danxin stiffened for a moment, then, as if receiving some kind of invitation, she lifted her face from Bitao's neck and pressed her trembling lips against Bitao's neck.
Both of them couldn't help but shudder.
In the darkness, Wei Danxin lifted Bitao even higher with her arms, opened her golden eyes filled with infatuation and obsession, raised her head slightly, glanced at Bitao, and then her lips traced down her neck to her lips.
Their breaths mingled, both of them in a state of disarray.
Even at this moment, Wei Danxin suppressed her surging emotions and gently touched Bitao's nose twice with the tip of her nose, as if asking for her permission.
Bitao was utterly tormented by his inappropriate "gentlemanly demeanor."
How could there be such an adorable... golden crow in this world?
She lowered her head and gently touched Wei Danxin's lips, silently agreeing.
Wei Danxin then closed her eyes, supporting Bitao's entire weight with one arm, and stroking her eyebrows and cheeks with the other.
Finally, his penis slid down to her neck, grasped her, pried open her teeth, and kissed her fiercely.
Bitao's feet were off the ground, as if she were on a cloud, and all her senses were focused on the moist softness between her lips and teeth.
Although the time they were apart was short, Bitao really missed her little Mingguang.
She couldn't resist, her lips and tongue entwining with Wei Danxin's, teaching him how to experience the wonders of kissing more deeply.
They swallowed eagerly, as if savoring the most delicious fruit in the world.
Wei Danxin was a little frightened at first; normally, he might have stopped.
However, because he was worried that his junior sister would go crazy missing her, he only paused in shock for a moment before starting to learn the more profound "new tricks".
But he wasn't the type to grasp things quickly, and when the two finally separated, breathless, Bitao's lips were moist, and she was completely satisfied.
In the darkness, a glistening trail of unswallowed tears reflected from the corners of Wei Danxin's lips to her throat.
Bitao was still sitting on his arm. When she saw the light, she reached out and gently wiped it for him, deliberately kneading his mountain-like throat. She wished she could ignore everything else and just sink into the sea of love with her golden crow, going down the waves of love together.
Wei Danxin blushed slightly, her ears and eyes turning bright red, but she still held Bitao tightly, her gaze lingering on her, unable to look away.
Bitao lowered her head and rubbed her nose against Wei Danxin's, their foreheads touching and their lips occasionally brushing together, neither wanting to break the sweet and immersive atmosphere.
The two stared at each other for a long time before Wei Danxin finally spoke, "Tao Tao...where did you go?"
His voice was somewhat hoarse, a result of his recurring dreams of the dangers he had encountered, and the lingering shock and suppressed emotions that his beloved Tao Tao was experiencing.
Bitao patted his shoulder and said, "Senior brother, put me down first before you talk. Aren't you tired?"
Wei Danxin shook her head: "Not tired."
He was embarrassed to put the person down, fearing that doing so would expose his despicable desires.
Bitao didn't expose him, but put her arms on his shoulders and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine, I didn't encounter any danger."
She didn't mention the famine-stricken village where she barely survived; she only said, "Aren't we meeting again now?"
Wei Dan had his doubts, but he had experienced many dreams, and some of them were indeed gentle and peaceful.
Even Long Banfan from the Wenxin Pavilion could break through it easily.
He pressed further, "What kind of dreams did you have?"
Bitao laughed: "Senior brother, are you really going to talk to me like this?"
"I was also in the Mandarin Duck Tower just now. Fourth Junior Brother was with you, right? He led his men out and they split up and regrouped in an orderly manner. Do you have a place to stay?"
Wei Dan's heart was still pounding, and her eyes were fixed on Bi Tao.
Hearing her mention her fourth junior brother, and recalling how she and Lin Xuantu had just hugged, it seemed as if she wanted to say something but couldn't bear to see the two of them getting into a fight so soon after meeting. So she swallowed the question that felt like swallowing a knife and drinking fire to him.
He then asked her, "Then why didn't you come back with them?"
Bitao said, "When they ran away, the fire in front of my room was raging, and no one could rush into the room to rescue me. I slid down from the window by myself."
"Senior brother, how long have you been in this dream realm?"
“Eight days.” When the topic turned to business, Wei Danxin thought about the current situation and his expression became serious.
With a flick of his toe, he used the posture of holding the peach to pick up the sword on the ground.
He gripped the sword hilt precisely, sheathed it at his waist, and said to Bitao, "Have you just entered this dream realm? I've been looking for you these past few days."
"Yes, I just came in last night."
"Where are we going?" Bitao sat on Wei Danxin's arm, resting her head on his shoulder. It was the first time in her life that someone had treated her like a child and looked at the road from her perspective.
Bitao couldn't help but sigh once again, "Wei Danxin really has inexhaustible energy!"
“Let’s go back to where we are gathered now.”
Bitao was carried by Wei Danxin as they turned back into the alley they had just come from.
Lin Xuantu had only led the people who were there to meet him out of the alley temporarily, but they hadn't gone far.
Wei Danxin felt uncomfortable carrying Bitao in that position, so she reluctantly put Bitao down.
Bitao was finally able to put her feet on the ground, turned around and whispered to Wei Danxin, "Are you alright?"
"Wh...what?" he asked, puzzled.
But then his expression changed, and his ears started to burn again.
He reached out from behind, encircled Bitao's shoulder, lowered his body slightly, and whispered in her ear, his voice so soft Bitao could barely hear, "I... bumped into you?"
"No."
Bitao smiled, her beautiful peach blossom eyes crinkling. She turned around and straightened his robes, saying, "But I long for you, Senior Brother, just as much as I do."
Wei Danxin first curled his lips into a smile. Perhaps because Bitao was too good at sweet talk, he was no longer as ashamed and indignant as before when he heard such impudent words.
On the contrary, he felt joy because Bitao made no attempt to hide her affection for him.
But as soon as Wei Danxin's lips curled into a smile, she remembered the way she and Lin Xuantu had hugged each other in the dark alley.
Wei Danxin was originally there to meet the rescued cultivators, and upon realizing that Lin Xuantu was missing, she immediately led her men back.
He first saw his third junior sister fight with Lin Xuantu, suppressing him and calling him "little beauty".
Then the two hugged each other, and the third junior sister touched Lin Xuantu's hair and called him "good junior brother".
When Wei Danxin saw her, he was so excited that he lost his ability to react. For many days, he had been looking for his third junior sister whenever he had time.
Unable to find her in the city, he dug up graves in the cemetery outside the city, staying there all night, fearing that his third junior sister would be arranged into a ghost marriage and buried alive.
He finally saw her, only to watch helplessly as she and Lin Xuantu got entangled. He finally snapped out of it and couldn't bear it any longer, so he stepped forward to stop them.
The "stormy waves" of their recent reunion made him temporarily overlook the impact of that scene.
Now it has come back again, stirring up a storm of emotions in his heart.
The third junior sister said she wanted to marry him and that she longed for him very much.
But why is she still entangled with Lin Xuantu?
Now, Lin Xuantu clearly doesn't just dislike and avoid her anymore. Even Wei Danxin can sense the genuine joy he feels when he sees her.
Is she really fickle and indecisive?
Wei Danxin walked behind Bitao, watching her now appear before her unharmed.
I hate myself for getting caught up in these petty romantic feelings between men and women during such a critical time.
He tried his best to calm himself down.
When they reached the group of people waiting for them, the spring fever on their faces had completely vanished.
However, those who are deeply immersed in love often cannot truly remain "unmoved".
He could suppress his burgeoning spring fever and his heart full of joy.
But he couldn't hide the icy coldness in his eyes when he looked at Lin Xuantu.
He spoke, his voice stern: "Have the other groups regrouped?"
Lin Xuantu felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze: "They're all back, Senior Brother. Don't worry, we rescued a total of twenty-seven people this time!"
The group walked together into the darkness along the alley, turning several corners, until they found themselves behind the high walls of a temple-like building, where they opened an underground entrance covered by wooden planks.
On this wooden board was a concealment array plate. As soon as it was opened, the pure energy from the ground rushed towards Bitao. It was actually the Nine Palaces Spirit Locking Array!
In the evil spirit's dream, there was a chilling ghostly aura everywhere. Bitao hadn't smelled any fresh air for a long time. As soon as she took a breath, the heavy, chaotic, and suffocating feeling in her body was immediately relieved.
Although Bitao was surprised, she did not immediately raise any questions.
Moreover, she noticed that in the blink of an eye, her sticky "Little Mingguang" had become gloomy and lonely. Although he was still walking beside her, he no longer turned his head to look at her, and his brows were filled with worry.
Bitao followed the others, stepping onto the makeshift steps, and entered the Nine Palaces Spirit Locking Array.
Upon entering the underground, they discovered that it was not a temporary cave, but rather a place with stacked bricks and stones, and wide, interconnected passageways.
An oil lamp was lit on the wall, casting a dim, yellowish light that was still clear enough to see clearly.
The stone chambers are arranged in rows, with coffins placed inside and inscriptions on the walls for the deceased. This is clearly a large-scale underground tomb.
After Wei Danxin descended into the ground, she hurried ahead of Bitao.
But every few steps, he would turn back to check if Bitao was keeping up.
Bitao already knew what was going on with him, and was frantically making up excuses in her mind.
Just now, on a whim, she teased Binglun maliciously, and Binglun, for some reason, turned around and hugged her, only to be caught red-handed by Mingguang, who even drew his sword... Just now, Bitao was so happy and so engrossed in her lovemaking with Mingguang that she forgot about this incident.
Now it's clear that Wei Danxin has remembered.
At the end of the tomb passage, we entered a spacious and secluded stone chamber.
Without replying, Wei Dan said, "Junior Sister, stay here for a while. I'll go check if Senior Brother Liuxing and the others have returned. I'll explain to you later."
As he spoke, he strode quickly toward an inner chamber of the tomb, where a light-up array for dispelling distractions and clearing away obstacles was displayed.
In reality, the more he thought about it, the more his heart burned with anger, and even a chilling thought popped into his head: "If only my fourth junior brother didn't exist."
He must adjust himself as soon as possible. If he is affected by his emotions at this time, his evil thoughts will be amplified, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
Bitao wanted to catch up, but she hadn't come up with a reason yet.
She felt that sometimes, falling in love was even more difficult than breaking free from the nightmares of evil spirits.
She really just acted on a whim... but if you use that excuse, she'll just be a complete bastard.
Therefore, she did not follow and stopped.
All those people who had been rescued by Binglun were in the stone chamber, many of them still wearing bright red wedding robes.
Besides those people, Bitao saw other familiar cultivators.
Most of the cultivators were injured to varying degrees. Some of them had met Bitao before, and when they saw her, they nodded and cupped their hands in greeting from a distance.
Bitao responded to each one.
It's strange. If this is an underground tomb, this should be the main tomb chamber, which usually contains only the coffin of the owner.
However, the edges of the surrounding walls were densely packed with coffins, their sheer number creating a breathtakingly grand sight.
"Fellow Daoist Yue! It's so good to see you here!"
The beautiful voice pulled Bitao back to reality.
Soon, a familiar figure put down the teacup he was using to feed someone and ran happily toward Bitao.
It's an ice mirror.
Bingjing hugged Bitao, then pulled Bitao to a corner to sit down.
He handed Bitao a bowl of water and said, "Drink with confidence. This water has been cleansed with spirit stones by Senior Brother Meteor, so it contains no evil spirits."
Bitao took it, but didn't rush to eat it. Instead, she asked Bingjing, "What's the situation now?"
"This is a barrier created by Meteor Pavilion Master and Fellow Daoist Wei Danxin, which can shield against evil spirits and store spirit stones and magical artifacts."
Bingjing said, "The cultivators from Wenxin Pavilion were the first to form the array. The reason they haven't exited the dream and given feedback is because most of them have already died in Xi Evil Ghost's dream."
"Everyone's dreams are different. Some dreams seem peaceful and uneventful, but a person dies silently in them..."
It was only after entering Xi Evil Ghost's dream that Ge Liuxing discovered that they had all been separated and pulled into different dreams.
Moreover, their souls were suppressed, making it impossible for them to break the Five Elements Exorcising Array in the dream of the evil spirit, and they were also unable to form the array to delay the growth of the evil spirit as previously planned.
On the contrary, many cultivators were killed in their dreams because their cultivation levels were suppressed and the souls they were trying to save had completely lost their minds.
The main star of Wenxin Pavilion and Wei Danxin of Wushang Sword Sect each led a team, breaking through several dream realms, gathering cultivators from various sects, and finally arriving at this dream realm.
At this time, the sect leaders and elders who had received the distress call from Wenxin Pavilion had also arrived.
They attempted to use the Soul-Guiding Incense to enter the illusion of the evil spirit, but their own cultivation level was too high, causing the dream to tremble and collapse.
Some ordinary people and cultivators in the dream perished as a result.
The sect leader and elders, fearing the consequences, dared not act rashly again.
However, most cultivators are now trapped in dreams, causing them to be corrupted and even assimilated by ghostly energy. Many can no longer be awakened by the awakening talisman.
If the leaders and elders of each sect forcibly break through the suppression outside, everyone will perish along with the evil spirit.
Fortunately, the cultivators who could still be awakened by the awakening talisman discussed a strategy with the sect leaders and elders.
Using a concealment array sealed within the soul, these cultivators who have not been invaded by ghostly energy and can still travel in dreams are helped to transport spirit stones, array plates, and magical artifacts into their souls.
However, cultivators who repeatedly enter the dream world also need to repeatedly break through different dream worlds in order to finally reach this dream world that is closest to the evil spirit.
Fortunately, the flow of time is different in dreams and outside of dreams. Often, when you travel back and forth once, several days will pass in the dream, while only a little bit of the soul-guiding incense will burn outside the dream.
This gave them time to plan and strategize.
But this comes at the cost of consuming one's soul.
The group used the array plates and spirit stones that had been transported in to create a barrier around the area.
"Now we just need to wait for the cultivators in the dream realm to gather, then we will work together with the sect leaders and elders to forcibly seal the evil ghost."
After hearing about the current situation, Bitao couldn't help but laugh.
"You mean, my senior brother and the Meteor Pavilion Master led people back and forth into the dream realm, risking complete loss of the Ghost Realm, consuming their souls to transport spirit stones and magical artifacts in... and with the combined efforts of the sect leaders and elders outside, they could only seal the Evil Ghost in the end?"
Bingjing's expression was also full of hatred, but she finally sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do. The evil spirit is hiding in the souls and consciousness of the people. The souls of more than 20,000 people are all stuck in the world he has created, which is also a place where he can escape and hide."
"The Meteor Pavilion Master and Fellow Daoist Wei Danxin led people through countless dreams in an attempt to locate his true form, but not a single dream overlapped with his. Except for this one!"
"We can't find his physical form at all."
"We can only forcibly seal it off and then try to rescue the people."
Bitao bit her lip and then scratched her forehead.
She was still holding the bowl of water in her hands.
He pondered for a long time, wanting to speak but then stopping himself.
"Senior Brother Meteor and the others are back! This time they brought back one hundred Heavenly Grade Spirit Stones! And the array plate for the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array. We can get started soon!"
Someone spoke loudly at the entrance of the tomb chamber. Bitao and Bingjing looked over and saw Liu Xing, the leader of the Wenxin Pavilion, leading several disciples of the Wenxin Pavilion into the tomb.
When Bitao first met him, she felt that he was like a walking, living ghost.
Now, when I see him again, he is practically nothing but a skeleton, with a long robe hanging on his body like a chicken bone supporting a banner, exuding a ghostly aura.
Previously, the ghostly aura only lingered around his eyes and forehead, but now it has completely covered his cheeks and even spread to his neck.
It made him look pale and ashen, like a lamp burning out.
He "dissected" the spirit stone from his body, swayed slightly, and was then supported by someone.
Despite the dark circles under his eyes, the gaze remained as steady and calm as a mountain.
His voice remained unchanged, like a clear spring striking jade, captivating all who heard it.
"Don't worry, everyone. We'll just have to make one more trip, and we'll have all the spirit stones and magical artifacts needed to seal the evil spirit."
As he spoke, it seemed he was thinking of those cultivators who died in the dream because of his miscalculation.
His voice was slightly distorted, but the words of apology he uttered were unheard by the dead cultivators and sounded like empty words.
His voice trembled slightly, filling all who heard him with the same sorrow: "Outside the dream, all the sect leaders and elders are on high alert. We will surely be able to seal the evil spirit and leave safely!"
Seeing this, some people thought that the Meteor Pavilion Master had repeatedly faced life and death in recent days, and was now like a ghost, his soul and body almost completely exhausted.
Seeing his overwhelming grief, she comforted him, "This matter cannot be blamed on the Pavilion Master. We came here voluntarily, and the method of forming an array to delay the enemy was just an experiment. No one knows what the outcome will be."
"The Pavilion Master has always taken the lead in everything, and he has already fulfilled his promise. There is no need for you to feel guilty or heartbroken."
Upon hearing this, everyone echoed in agreement.
Bitao was also a little upset by his voice. Seeing the tears welling up in his eyes as he suppressed them several times, looking utterly grief-stricken and guilty, it didn't seem like he was faking it.
If he were truly in league with the evil spirit, he probably wouldn't be able to use his soul as a formation to transport spirit stones.
Bitao temporarily dispelled her doubts about him and even admired him somewhat for being a qualified and responsible leader of the Wenxin Pavilion.
He quickly raised his hand to stop the crowd's advice and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your understanding. In the future, Wenxin Pavilion will do its utmost to fulfill your requests and give its all."
He arranged for the monks who were traveling with him to rest, and walked straight toward Bitao, who was lost in the crowd.
He cupped his hands in greeting from a distance and said, "Fellow Daoist Le, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Bitao smiled and stood up, bowing respectfully: "Thank goodness."
Meteor turned to Ice Mirror, who was tending to the injured cultivator in the tomb, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Du, have you seen Tianbao?"
Natural protection?
Zhankui?
Zhan Kui came in too?
Bingjing said, "In the morning, she took a top-grade spirit stone and went out with the rescue team cultivators, but the people who came back said that she left halfway, saying that she had discovered something unusual and would come back after taking a look."
"Nonsense!"
The usually calm and collected Meteor showed signs of anxiety and panic.
He bowed to Bitao and apologized, then immediately summoned a few people. Without resting, they rushed out under the cover of night to find Zhan Kui.
He walked to the door, and Mingguang came out of a tomb chamber. The two of them stood still and exchanged a few words.
Wei Danxin gripped Liuxing's wrist, her brow furrowed, and asked, "Your soul is extremely weak. You'll be going through another dream cycle soon, and you might get lost. Are you really not going to rest?"
"My junior sister is playful and ran off by herself. How can I abandon her?"
As Meteor spoke, he led his men out of the tomb.
Bitao stared at the people the meteor had taken away, her gaze lingering on their retreating figures for a moment.
She wasn't worried about Zhan Kui at all; she had fully experienced the power of the Koi Fairy in the first competition.
In this competition, she even directly "chose" to be the fiancée of the Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion.
Moreover, it seems that she did not suffer any of the three tribulations of "separation from loved ones, unfulfilled desires, and encounters with those she hates".
Zhan Kui is going out to play at this time. The one who should be worried is Xi Egui. If he runs into Jinli Xian, his true form might be caught.
Wei Danxin stood at the entrance of the tomb chamber, remaining motionless for a long time.
His mind was filled with the words of the meteor: "Junior sister is playful... how can we abandon her?"
He suppressed all the bitterness and sorrow in his heart to the deepest part.
He only muttered to himself, "Junior sister is playful..."
He just assumed his junior sister was being playful.
“Senior brother,” Bitao called out to Wei Danxin as she walked up behind him, “I have something I want to tell you.”
Wei Danxin looked at her, wanting to smile, but her smile looked rather awkward.
He hesitated for a moment before following behind Bitao, his eyes lowered and his breath held, his figure like a solitary pine tree, desolate and melancholy.
The two went to an empty tomb chamber. As soon as Bitao entered, she looked around and thought to herself that the occasion was really inappropriate.
But he still turned back to look at Wei Danxin, raised his fingers to form a seal, and swore: "I swear, there is no one else in my heart but Wei Danxin."
"What you saw before was just me teasing my fourth junior brother because I found it amusing to see him dressed in a woman's wedding dress."
"He hugged me because he was excited and relieved that his fellow disciples had escaped death."
"And you must have seen it, I pushed him away right away, and patting his head was to calm him down."
Bitao thought of eight hundred reasons, but in the end she chose to be honest.
Bitao stared directly at Wei Danxin, whose golden eyes were filled with lingering melancholy. She knew that he, like Liuxing, led people through dreams, using his body as an array, and had to wake up and enter the dream once more in order to gather enough spiritual items to seal the evil spirit.
If at this critical juncture he still cannot resolve his inner conflict, and the evil spirit takes advantage of the situation, trapping him in a dream world and damaging his body and soul, then it would truly be a loss that outweighs the gain.
Bitao said, "I can swear to the heavens that in this life and for all eternity, I will only love you and never be fickle or try to please everyone. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning... ugh!"
The last two words were prevented from forming because Wei Danxin, who rushed forward, grabbed his handprint and covered his mouth.
Although swearing oaths is a common trick used by scoundrels to deceive people, they often point to the sky and draw lines on the ground, even swearing by the curse of their nine generations of ancestors, but in the end it's not as good as a fart.
But Bitao, that "bastard," is truly sincere.
Regardless of whether being struck by lightning is a blessing, she herself could never fall in love with anyone other than Mingguang, a special being who had been by her side since before she had even condensed her immortal essence.
They were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since they were little, and their deep bond was unique and understood only by the two of them.
Although Mingguang has no memory now, how could Bitao be afraid of such a vow?
She was willing to use any sweet words to reassure him before he took any risks.
And if she says it, she will definitely do it.
Wei Danxin was indeed very receptive to this. After covering Bitao's mouth, the gloom in her beautiful golden eyes shattered and vanished in the blink of an eye with her vow.
He looked down at Bitao up close, his eyes filled with only the warm, bright morning light.
Her golden crow is so easy to coax.
Wei Danxin slowly released Bitao's mouth, afraid that she would continue to speak, and lowered her head to use her lips instead of her palm.
After a long and intense kiss, he forced Bitao to retreat step by step until her back was pressed against the wall.
Wei Danxin was tall and broad-shouldered, completely enveloping Bitao.
He cupped her cheeks, lowered his head, and silently exchanged vows with her, lost in ecstasy.
He was overjoyed. A few empty words, which had not been witnessed by the heavens, made his heart pound like thunder, and his body trembled with the sound of the drum.
Bitao was somewhat surprised by Bitao's outward display of emotion.
This caused Bitao to be overjoyed as well. The two of them were practically glued together. The only sounds in the entire tomb were their chaotic breathing and the faint sound of water.
After what seemed like an eternity, with Bitao's neck nearly snapping from tilting her head back, they finally managed to part their lips.
Wei Danxin bowed deeply and embraced Bitao, whose bones were melting from his kisses, tightly.
He spoke in a low, yet extremely solemn voice into Bitao's ear: "I always thought that such words should be uttered together on our wedding day, facing the vow stone."
"But I want to tell you early on that I have never... liked anyone else in my life except you."
Wei Danxin said, "I will never like anyone again."
"You spoke of lifetimes upon lifetimes... Now that the cycle of reincarnation has broken down, I don't know if there will be an afterlife between us."
Wei Danxin thought of something, chuckled softly, kissed Bitao's earlobe, and then said, "But I am willing to live and die with you. If we cannot be reincarnated after death, being a pair of wandering ghosts as a couple would be a kind of next life, wouldn't it?"
When we have exhausted our life force and our souls have dissipated, we will be scattered in one place, returning to the same world. Wouldn't that mean we will never be separated again?
Bitao closed her eyes, let out a soft sigh, but still couldn't hold back her tears.
She wanted to tell Mingguang that, if he wished, they could not only have an afterlife, but also countless years to be together, loving and inseparable.
Bitao hugged her golden crow tightly, somewhat worried.
He was deceived into falling deeply in love with her in this star realm, even wanting to become a wandering ghost with her. But ultimately, it was Bitao who didn't give him the chance to choose their relationship in the first place.
She first put Mingguang into the shell of an "immoral beast," making him feel guilty, painful, self-destructive, and helplessly accept it, before slowly stirring his heart and making him fall in love within this "shell."
If he regains his memories, he will be able to easily see through her deception, and he will be furious.
Why……
She was thinking about how to add fuel to the fire and strike while the iron was hot to completely win him over!
She should take advantage of the fact that Mingguang's lightning-patterned curse seal hasn't been broken yet, and enjoy a few more rounds of love with him!
"Senior brother, let's quickly kill this evil ghost so we can hurry back to get married."
Bitao pressed against his chest, revealing her tender, love-struck nature to him. She rubbed his chest and said, "I can't wait, I want to...do marital relations with you."
Bitao tiptoed and whispered the last few words into his ear canal.
Wei Danxin had one arm around her shoulder and back, while the other hand rested awkwardly against the wall. Hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her, her eyes filled with the sea of passion and desire that she had stirred up with her own words.
He couldn't bring himself to say such embarrassing things, but he imagined responding to her as if he were echoing her vow.
Human love is like a deadly poison that can kill instantly, causing one to lose oneself, tearing one's heart and soul in an instant, or ascending to immortality in another.
He raised his hand that was bracing against the wall, then lowered it to support Bitao's waist, closed his eyes, his jawline taut like a cliff, and then pressed her closer to him.
Let her feel his desire, which, though unspoken, is even more urgent than hers.
The peach blossoms were as if they had been thrown into molten lava, yet they found sweetness in their unattainable desire.
No matter how much the two of them vow to be together for eternity, and how filthy their hearts are filled with lustful desires, in this situation, all they can do now is kiss, hug, and cuddle.
And the sticky, gooey time always seems to fly by.
Not long after, Meteor returned without finding anyone. He talked to others outside, his words revealing his concern for Zhan Kui.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Danxin's soul suddenly became faint in front of Bitao.
He grasped Bitao's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, someone is using a wake-up call on me."
In fact, every time Wei Danxin went out, she would use a sedative talisman on her third junior sister in an attempt to wake her up.
If he could wake her up directly, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to look for her everywhere.
Now that he has finally found the person, he is still worried.
I couldn't help but tell her, "Junior sister, wait for me here to come back!"
Bitao smiled and nodded, and Wei Danxin was awakened and vanished in front of her.
As soon as his hands were empty, the scorching heat source in front of him, which felt like the sun entering his embrace, also disappeared.
Her wide grin, almost reaching her ears, subsided, and all the overwhelming emotions receded.
She tidied her clothes and went out to find Lin Xuantu, who was distributing spirit stones and practicing sealing formations with others.
She pulled him to the tomb chamber where she had just been intimate with Wei Danxin.
He said seriously, "I need you to do something for me. When you see me again, use a top-grade spirit stone to activate your fire spirit, and from within your heart meridian, spit your heart blood at me."
"Third Senior Sister, what did you say?"
Lin Xuantu couldn't understand Bitao's meaning at all, but Bitao didn't explain either, only telling him that he had to remember it, and then she left.
Lin Xuantu was confused, but after Bitao finished speaking, she went to Du Man's side to drink water.
He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to ask for clarification or continue practicing the formation, but clearly the latter was the most urgent task.
The time spent in each dream is different, and the eldest brother and the Meteor Pavilion Master can bring people back at any time.
These people must be proficient in the movement and transformation of the "Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array".
He was only distracted for a moment, and after he had practiced with everyone, he still couldn't let it go and was about to ask for clarification when he discovered that his third senior sister was missing!
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