Chapter 173

When Nan Yan heard this, she cried even harder. It was not because she was sad, but because she was angry, because she was poor!

But she was already so poor, and this bastard had cheated her out of a lot of her spirit stones, making her already poor life even worse.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan finally seemed to remember something and began to struggle hard. She pushed his chest and complained aggrievedly and sadly, "Get out of here, let me go! You said you didn't bully me, but you are so rich, you have artifacts, immortal stones, and palaces, so why did you bother with me for such a few spirit stones?"

"You knew that my cultivation was not high and it was not easy for me to make money, so why did you steal my spirit stones? Why did you team up with others to bully me?"

Nan Yan felt more aggrieved as she spoke, tears rolling down her cheeks. "You use my spirit stones while complaining that my cultivation is too low. I was the first to claim the bracelet, but you refuse to let me use it. If this isn't malicious, what else can it be? Who cares if you give me something now? Get away from me!"

Nan Yan is now starting to settle accounts with him. She didn't have the power in the past, but now she can finally get back at it. She has to get back all the old debts she owed him one by one.

Jing Wuyan felt a headache after listening to this. Those things were indeed his fault, but he also did them unintentionally.

He tried to hold her struggling hands, which hit his face several times. He took a deep breath and thought to himself that it was a good thing that his temper had been much calmer now. If someone had treated him like this in the past, Jing Wuyan thought about the situation and decided to forget it and not mention the past.

Jing Wuyan finally held her hand and pressed her tightly against his chest. The person in his arms might be tired of struggling. After resisting for a while, she finally leaned against his chest powerlessly and stopped moving.

Jing Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted her back, trying his best to calm her breathing and emotions, and then explained to her in a low voice, "Don't be angry yet, I'll return all those things to you, isn't that enough? I didn't really want to take those things from you."

"The first time I used your spirit stones was totally an accident." Jing Wuyan narrowed his dark eyes, lowered his head and looked at people quietly.

He knew that she was emotionally broken at the moment, and his voice became slower and slower. "Yanyan, I have explained to you that the bracelet needs spirit stones to activate the formation. That thing was a mistake. Didn't I give you spirit plants as compensation? The other time, I just wanted to tease you. I slept in the underworld for too long and didn't store any spirit stones that are commonly used in the underworld, so I asked you for some. I didn't mean to go against you on purpose. Yanyan, what do you want me to do to completely forgive me?"

Hearing this, Nan Yan suddenly came to her senses.

She suddenly waved his hand away, stared at him coldly, and continued to accuse him angrily, "What do you mean by what you just said? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Didn't you say you have a lot of treasures, fairy stones and magic weapons? If you exchange so many things with others, you can get countless spirit stones, right? Why did you snatch my little stuff?"

Jing Wuyan seemed to pause for a moment, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

He lowered his head to glance at Nan Yan, then looked away awkwardly, with a strange sense of guilt in his expression. "Well, it's not what you think. I didn't mean to deceive you."

Jing Wuyan felt a little uncomfortable. "When I first came to the lower realm, I left in a hurry and didn't have time to bring many things out. But you can rest assured. After my cultivation is restored, I will help you ascend to the upper realm. At that time, I will take you back to the Qingyou Divine Realm. I can find you any artifact you want."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then she reacted, my goodness, isn’t this shameless man writing her a blank check?

Nan Yan's rage suddenly grew even greater, with an expression of grievance and resentment on her face. She suddenly raised her hand and pushed him hard, but the result was so unpredictable that not only did she fail to push him away, but because of the rebound force, she accidentally lost her balance and fell to the ground.

She was so angry that her face suddenly turned red. She felt that everything in the world was against her. Tears began to well up in her eyes again. She vented her dissatisfaction directly at the person opposite her, "Get lost! Get away! Who wants your things? You despised me from the beginning. I don't care about your hypocrisy. Do you think that if you apologize, I can forgive what you did to me in the past?"

"I hate your arrogant attitude. Get away from me. Don't touch me. Who told you to touch me? I hate you and I hate you so much!"

As Nan Yan kept cursing, tears began to slowly fall from the corners of her eyes again. This time it was not the uncontrolled crying she had before, but a silent, unrelieved sadness that surrounded her body. She cried helplessly, as if she had been abandoned by everyone, and even the sound of her crying was suppressed in her throat.

Jing Wuyan's brows wrinkled slightly, and he felt a little sad and indescribably soft in his heart.

He held Nan Yan, who was crying non-stop, in his arms. He could now feel that she was not angry because she hated him, but because she needed a way to vent.

By the end of her crying, Nan Yan seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She leaned weakly on his chest, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string, wetting a large area of ​​her clothes and hair on her chest. Jing Wuyan had never seen her so heartbroken before. Even when she was accidentally injured by him and vomited blood, and her face turned pale with pain, she had never cried like this.

"Yanyan, please stop crying..."

But seeing her crying so sadly and pitifully, Jing Wuyan didn't know how to comfort her?

He just felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, as if he was stung by something, an indescribable feeling, a slight stinging pain.

Jing Wuyan didn't know how to calm her down completely, so he could only pat her back with his big hand and soothe her in an increasingly low voice, "Don't cry, Yanyan, if you keep crying, your eyes will be damaged. If you really hate him, I will help you get revenge, okay?"

He reached out to wipe her tears again, his fingers moving closer and closer, his lips moving slightly, with some unknown tenderness in his eyes.

He gently held her cheek with one hand, and the distance was so close that Nan Yan could almost feel the warm breath coming from his lips, and their breaths were intertwined.

Nan Yan was still heartbroken, tears kept falling. Jing Wuyan suddenly felt an impulse in his heart. He slowly went over and whispered, "Please stop crying. Things have already happened. Crying any more will only make you feel worse."

In the twilight, the night light outside the corner emitted a white glow, as if covering her skin with a layer of fluorescent light, and her tears became crystal clear. "Yanyan, why would you hurt yourself for someone who doesn't like you? What's more, your senior brother is not the only man in the world. If he doesn't like you, you can also look for someone else."

His intention when he said this was so obvious that it was hard not to know.

Sure enough, the next second, Jing Wuyan was silent for a moment, and then continued, "Can you look at me? Yanyan, can you be with me? In the future, I will accompany you, protect you, and help you improve your cultivation. If you are really unwilling, I can also help you teach him a lesson. I can give you everything you want."

After saying this, the person in her arms' body became noticeably stiff, and Jing Wuyan also felt her stiffness.

For a moment, the air became silent.

The sound of wind around them stopped. The barrier created by Jing Wuyan was naturally more stable than hers, without any cracks or holes. It was so quiet inside the barrier that even breathing seemed to have stopped.

Nan Yan's tears stopped at some point and she pursed her lips. When she raised her head, her gaze met that of the man with dark eyes in front of her. The look in his eyes was usually cold, but now it became inexplicably calm.

His expression was also very serious. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes. His hands were originally wiping her tears, but as he wiped, his fingers unconsciously moved down slowly and landed on her lips.

The soft touch made the corners of his eyes dilate slightly for a moment, and his hands' movements suddenly became gentler, with a kind of restraint. A confused and hesitant expression vaguely appeared in his eyes, and a delicate and soft emotion spread in his chest.

Then it drove him slowly towards her...

Jing Wuyan's breathing slowed down for a beat. He leaned forward unconsciously and slowly approached her face, as if he wanted to kiss her. But when he was about to touch her, he was ruthlessly slapped away by the person in front of him.

Nan Yan finally came to her senses, as if she was startled by his sudden action, and even forgot her sadness. She stared at him with shame, anger and annoyance, "What did you want to do just now?"

What do you want to do?

Jing Wuyan was stunned for a long while, and finally came to his senses. He touched his cheek which didn't hurt much. Her palm was soft and the force she used when hitting him was not strong. It was just that this situation was very similar to a scene that had happened before, which made him feel embarrassed.

However, this was not the first or second time that he had lost face in front of her. Perhaps because it happened so many times, Jing Wuyan no longer had any psychological burden about it.

However, he still felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart, a feeling of unwillingness that comes from wanting something so badly that one tries every possible means but still cannot get it.

Jing Wuyan frowned and stared at her for a long time.

The surging emotions in my heart could not be suppressed, but instead became deeper and deeper.

他目光還沉浸似的膠着在她的嘴唇上，聽到她的話後，眉頭擰得更緊了，偏偏語氣還那麽正經，“我看你哭了那麽久，嘴唇好像有些幹，就想幫你補點水，并不是你想的那樣……”

南嫣：“……”

看來她那一個巴掌還是打輕了啊。

南嫣這下也真是被他折服了，她也沒想到這世上還有如此厚顏無恥之人。

這種不要臉的借口他也能說的出來？

她眼中露出氣憤的神情，原本白皙的面龐也被漲得微紅，眼尾泛着絲絲水光，“你要不要臉，你還有沒有點羞恥心了，這種話你也能說的出來？”

南嫣抹了抹眼淚，一把揪住了他胸前的衣襟，“你說，你是不是故意欺負我的？覺得我被抛棄了，沒人要了，所以随随便便哪個男人都可以碰我了，你是不是這麽想的？”

這下鏡無延也知道自己說錯話了。

他也不知道是生氣中的女人是不是很容易遷怒他人，反正聽到這話，他下意識地将人摟得更緊了，“不是，我從來沒有這麽想過，嫣嫣，我是真心愛慕你。”

“那你剛才是什麽意思？說老實話！”

對面沉默一瞬，黑眸微惱，明顯閃過一絲不自在，“大概被鬼迷了心竅，看你嘴唇那麽軟，就想親一下試試。”

聽到這話，南嫣也終于忍不住了。

“撲哧”一聲笑了出來。

她原本還在哭泣的，這一笑就再也繃不住了，原本悲傷難過的情緒全都飛走了，想拉都拉不回來。

南嫣滿心懊惱，咬着粉唇，暗中瞪人一眼，早知道就不笑了，這下好了，她這沉浸悲傷不能自抑的人設都差點崩了。

而對面那人看她笑了，眉頭驟然松了起來，他伸手替她拂開粘在嘴角的發絲，動作很溫柔。

南嫣也有些不自在，大概是除了師兄以外，還沒有跟別的男人這麽親近過，讓她忽然間有些不适應。

她笑着笑着，眼裏似乎又湧出些水光，雖然沒有再哭出來，但情緒明顯又低落了。

她轉頭看他一眼，眼睫微垂着，也不知道是想到了什麽，忽然輕聲說了句，“我剛剛情緒不好，對你說的話，大多都是氣話……”

鏡無延也低頭瞧着她，或者說，從一開始，他的視線就沒怎麽離開過她。

聽到這話時，他眉梢動了動，随即眉眼舒緩展開，面龐輪廓稍顯柔和，就連眸色都沒以往那麽暗了。

随後才低低“嗯”了一聲。

鏡無延并不糾結于此，倒是她軟化下來的态度，讓他心裏好似生出了一絲說不出的喜悅。

“我沒怪你，也不介意你對我發脾氣。”

南嫣聞言忍不住斜了他一眼，臉上表情氣悶的，這話說的她好像就會對人發脾氣一樣，不會說話還不能閉嘴嗎？

“那我……打的，你還疼嗎？”

南嫣說這話的時候好像有些心虛。

鏡無延這下也沒忍住跟着笑了。

他本就容顏極盛，平日裏對着所有人都是一副冷笑嘲諷的模樣，嘴裏沒一句好話，端着一副俾睨天下的冷漠姿态，看上去只覺得這人神秘冷漠又不好招惹。

可這一次真心實意的笑起來便覺得沖擊人心，那雙狹長的眼尾微微上揚，與淡薄的唇角相映。

南嫣曾經罵他老男人，但眼前這人不僅不老，反倒有種得天獨厚的美麗。

鏡無延不知何時握住了她的手指，低頭瞧着那柔軟白皙的五根手指頭，對方掙也掙脫不開，索性就随他去了。

鏡無延眼眸微閃，見她沒有阻止，便得寸進尺地按在了臉頰上，“疼倒是不疼，不過比起從前你動不動就讨厭我嫌棄我的狀态，你現在能說出關心我的話，讓我心中有些止不住的歡喜，嫣嫣，你可以摸摸我嗎？”

南嫣抿着唇沒有說話，秀玉似的臉龐“唰”的一下又紅了，目光微惱地瞪着他。

鏡無延見她沒有将手抽開，反倒是臉紅着轉過了腦袋，他的眼裏有些驚訝，他還以為這人氣得又要扇他巴掌了。

但她沒有動作，也沒有拒絕。

鏡無延意識到了這一點，他的目光又落到了她的臉上，慢慢往下，然後停在了她的唇上，他心中還是有些抑制不住的念想。

“嫣嫣？”他聲音低低喊了她一聲。

南嫣看了他一眼，她餘光輕易捕捉到一道熟悉的身影，忽然改了态度。

她目光落在身旁這人身上，眼裏忽然閃過一絲猶疑迷惘的情緒，眼睫微垂着，又很快的移開了視線。

鏡無延明顯能感受到她态度上的變化，心中微微有些顫動，心口忽然湧出一絲難以言喻的喜悅。

他越來越近，嘴唇微微動了下，眼裏又露出了先前那種不知名的情愫，一只手擡起了她的下巴，目光虛虛實實望過去。

這是一個很明顯的試探性動作。

倘若她抗拒不肯，他自然會後退放開，他并不是那種乘人之危，随意強迫女子的人，他不想、也不屑用這種手段對待自己喜歡的女子，先前未經允許就湊了過去，想要一親芳澤，大概也是真的鬼迷心竅了。

可現在他已經挨得很近了，近到只要一低頭就能吻上她的唇了，嫣嫣的眼睫微微顫了下，她微垂了眼，但還是沒有推開他。

鏡無延摸着嫣嫣的手臂慢慢滑落到她的腰背上，力道越收越緊，因為她的默認跟順從，他的眼眸也變得深邃幽黑起來。

他又喊了聲她的名字，“嫣嫣……”

這次的嗓音明顯有些低啞。

南嫣的手指微微蜷了蜷，猶豫了一下，反握住了他的手掌，沒怎麽使力，但這也讓鏡無延怔了下，随即便是抑制不住內心的歡喜。

于是鏡無延再也忍不住了，終于低頭吻了那雙自己肖想已久的唇瓣，薄薄的，柔軟的，帶着某種誘人的氣息，同夢中的情形一樣。

而在兩人肌膚相觸的那一瞬間，鏡無延抱着嫣嫣的力道也越來越緊，他呼吸變得急促起來，因為某種心悸跟巨大的歡喜與滿足，讓他的心也跟着微微顫動了起來。

他越吻越深，越想往裏頭攫取更多那種甜膩迷人的香氣，身體上的溫度也慢慢上升，這種從未有過的歡愉讓他眷戀的有些癡迷，糾纏着想要獲得更多的東西來滿足自己的空缺。

他的手也不知何時按到了嫣嫣的後腦上，在她有些抵觸想要逃離時，将人按得死死的，緊緊貼着他的身體，絲毫不肯放松。

而在鏡無延逐漸失控沉溺其中不可自拔的時候，南嫣卻睜着眼，餘光看着身側找過來的那道身影。

風寂雪在處理好之後的事情，心中還是放心不下一個人離開的小師妹。

他知道這次是自己的錯，是他對不起她，所以不管她心中有多怨恨、責怪，他都可以受着。她一個人下山會有危險，而且是那樣的狀态，這讓風寂雪心中終究還是擔心她的安全，所以一個人找過來了。

但是他沒想到自己會看到這一幕。

風寂雪捏緊了手指，就那麽平靜地望着不遠處在一起擁吻的男女，臉上面無表情，周身的氣息卻越來越冷。

他不知道自己這是怎麽了？明明心中對小師妹的情愛已經全部都消散了，為什麽看到那一幕也會覺得那般的礙眼？

礙眼到他甚至想不管不顧地沖上去直接将兩人分開。

可他最後還是克制住了。

尤其是看到她投過來的那雙泛着冷意的眼神，心髒仿佛被一只無形的手掌攥緊了一樣，用力擠壓着，那滋味不是很好受。

擠壓得太過厲害，就開始泛起一絲莫名其妙的疼意，一開始只是輕微的刺痛。

可随着兩人的動作愈發親密，親密到讓他腦海中忽然不受控制地想起她在他身下意亂情迷的模樣，她嗓音低啞，面頰緋紅，哭泣着喊他大師兄，還有神色迷離的向他求饒時的場景，雙腿無力地攀在他腰間，那樣畫面在腦海中愈發深刻清晰。

越清晰就越難以忘記，讓他雙手越捏越緊，緊得有些發疼，最後目光幽深烏暗地盯着那不遠處的兩人。

而如今的她也是如當初的那般模樣依偎在另一個男子懷裏。

那一抹細微的疼痛不知怎麽的就擴散開來了，密密麻麻的疼痛不斷從心口向周身蔓延，讓他胸口越來越難受，到最後連呼吸都有些微窒。

他不知道自己站了多久，久到肢體都僵硬了，稍微動一下，就有一種麻痹的刺痛瞬間從四肢百骸向周身蔓延開來。

像是有無數只螞蟻在不停地啃噬着他的身體，零零碎碎的，拉扯着心髒，猶如針紮，讓他到最後已經徹底分不清了。

那到底是來源于身體上的真實痛苦，還是從他心底深處湧出的痛苦？

是不是因為她如今這副模樣全是他造成的，所以他心口才會這麽難受？

鏡無延自然知曉南嫣肯放緩态度與他親近，是存了幾分氣她師兄的心思。

但他不介意被利用，他甚至很願意嫣嫣在她師兄面前與他表現親密。

His cultivation is higher than hers. When he saw Feng Jixue's figure appear, he had already felt the strange aura and a hint of strong murderous intent behind him. However, he didn't quite understand what Feng Jixue meant now?

If he cared so much about her, why did he hurt her on the day of the contract? Not only did he make her give up completely, but he also gave others an opportunity to take advantage of him.

In the past, because that girl only had her eldest senior brother in her heart, it was futile for him to try hard. But now it is different. Now that he has the opportunity, how could he let it go so easily?

After the kiss that day, Jing Wuyan carried her back to her own yard. He did not do anything excessive. To him, this little girl was not even a fraction of his age.

She was too young, and had just experienced a severe blow. It would be too unscrupulous to take advantage of her at this time.

He would use any means to deal with any enemy, except for the one he cared about. He couldn't bear to see her regretful and sad look in the future, and he didn't want to only get close to her this once and never have the chance to get close to her again.

The veil between the two of them had now been torn. Their relationship was closer than with her ordinary fellow apprentices, but not as close as that with the one she cared about the most.

But it doesn't matter, he can wait for her to let go. After all, the thing a monk has the most is time.

…

After the contract was concluded that day, she, the junior sister, became the most talked about subject in the sect. Some people sympathized with her while others criticized her.

People who sympathize with her will blame the senior brother for not explaining things clearly in advance, which led to the current situation. People who blame her will think she is making a fuss out of nothing. After all, what the senior brother did was not excessive. No matter what the result of the interrogation was, he was willing to become her partner afterwards. It was she who refused to give in. Who can be blamed for this?

However, they only dared to discuss these matters in a low voice in private, and did not dare to say a word in front of the two of them. Especially after the eldest senior brother freed himself from the evil spirit, his whole demeanor and temperament were obviously much colder than before.

In the past, when the junior sister was around, everyone could still say a few words to him, but now even the junior sister has changed. She has become quiet and unwilling to pay attention to people. How could they have the courage to bargain with the senior brother?

During this period of time, the two of them hardly saw each other. Whether it was training or morning classes, the younger sister would not show up wherever the older brother was.

Even if they accidentally met on the road, the little junior sister acted like a stranger, pretending that she saw nothing and refused to say hello. Even when the eldest senior brother pursed his lips and wanted to go up to talk to her, the little junior sister had a blank expression and turned away.

This strange stalemate made the fellow students feel very uncomfortable, and everyone was wondering when the two would be able to reconcile. As for the fact that the two had now parted ways, some people were naturally glad.

In fact, Lin Qingshuang's thoughts were also very confused during this period of time. Ever since she heard Senior Brother Feng say with her own mouth that day that he was a love-sick person, she suddenly seemed to understand something.

I understood why Senior Brother Feng, who was closer to her in the previous life, ended up falling in love with the younger sister and even hurt her for her. It turned out that it was all due to the influence of a lovesick person.

She still remembered that day, after her senior brother untied the love piggy, the first thing he looked at was her direction. She didn't quite understand what that meant. If it was really as her senior brother said, and after untying the love piggy, his feelings for the junior sister disappeared, then would his previous feelings return to normal?

When Lin Qingshuang thought of this, she felt more and more entangled and unwilling. She knew what the knot in her heart was. She was unwilling to accept that she died because of him in her last life, while he had no feelings for her at all. Now she just wanted to find out whether her former senior brother Feng had ever liked her?

Was it because of the love-sucking that he hurt her in his previous life? Was it because of the love-sucking that he bewitched his mind and made him so merciless to her?

So, after struggling for a long time, Lin Qingshuang finally couldn't hold back the feelings deep in her heart and went to the place where her senior brother used to practice sword.

She wanted to know if this was the true meaning of her rebirth in this life? She had lived a miserable life in her previous life, missing many things and many people.

Especially on that day, when she watched Senior Brother Feng and Junior Sister Feng perform the bond-making ceremony again with her own eyes, an indescribable sadness and sorrow surged in her heart.

It is undeniable that she still cares about him in her heart. After all, he is her senior brother whom she has liked for decades. How could she give up on him so easily?

So when Lin Qingshuang saw Feng Jixue staring at the leaves in the bamboo forest again, she couldn't control the emotions surging in her heart for a moment. She rushed up to him and threw herself into his arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands.

"Brother, have you ever cared about me?"

Feng Jixue's body suddenly stiffened, and his thoughts were instantly pulled back from the chaotic memory. Seeing Lin Qingshuang in front of him, he subconsciously frowned, "What did you say?"

Lin Qingshuang's voice was a little trembling, as if it contained endless sadness, "Brother Feng, can you tell me why I was the first person you looked at after the love pig was released that day?"

These words also made Feng Jixue completely sober up.

When he saw Junior Sister Lin holding him tightly in her arms, his brows instantly furrowed even tighter. He didn't know why, but a vague feeling of irritation and discomfort rose in his heart.

He always loses focus when practicing sword recently, just now was the same. His mind is always confusedly recalling the past with his junior sister, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

Even when Junior Sister Lin rushed over, he didn't react in time, nor did he have time to push her away.

Feng Jixue took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability and impatience in his heart. He was about to reach out and push the person away, "Junior Sister Lin, if you have anything to say, you can let me go first..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he saw a piece of green clothes flash by on the path behind the purple bamboo forest.

That was obviously the green skirt that Junior Sister often wore.

At that moment, a trace of panic clearly flashed through the eldest senior brother's heart.

Especially when I saw the other person turning away without hesitation, the panic in my heart seemed to be growing.

He subconsciously pushed the person in his arms away.