Chapter 177
Feng Jixue completely imprisoned Nan Yan in his arms, with one hand around her shoulders and the other touching the back of her head. His tear-stained face was pressed against her soft and delicate neck. He looked at those marks that belonged to someone else with sadness and jealousy in his eyes, and his breath went from slow to hot.
Nan Yan's teeth were chattering, tears welling in her eyes. She suddenly raised her hands to press against his chest and dodged backwards desperately, not wanting him to get any closer to her. But it was no use. The man in front of her had already lost control and was approaching like a madman.
In the end, his voice changed, and it became low and hoarse, as if he was in despair. He got deeper and deeper, his lips pressed against Nan Yan's ears, and every word seemed to have a hook, "Whatever you want... I'll give it to you, okay? We can be like before, I can also help you improve your cultivation, if you want mine, okay, Yan Yan, I can give it to you, anything is fine."
His face was pale, but his eyes were bright and he looked sad and painful. "What he can give you, I can give you too. I am better than him, Yanyan..."
"Yanyan, don't reject me." He called her name softly and kissed the skin on her neck again.
This time the force was very light, like a caress. His palms were wrapped around her waist, and slowly moved up along her back, touching the two slightly protruding shoulder blades on the back. His lips also slowly moved up along her neck and kissed her lips.
"No... um, let go..."
Nan Yan was oppressed by him and couldn't resist at all. She couldn't escape at all. The end of her voice trembled slightly, and Feng Jixue took the opportunity to invade her, holding her hands tighter and tighter. The moment he kissed her, his heart trembled even more violently.
Originally, he was immersed in the pleasure of intimate plunder, but the next moment, Feng Jixue felt a pain on the tip of his tongue, and a bloody smell instantly spread in his mouth.
The intense pain instantly sobered him up from the pleasure just now. The hurt and despair in his eyes became more and more obvious, but even so, he still refused to let go and continued to kiss her recklessly, and his movements became fierce and brutal.
Until Nan Yan's tears came out again, one by one, rolling down her face. He closed his eyes and looked at her face, watching her trembling in his arms, her eyes full of resistance and rejection, her face full of tears.
Feng Jixue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a strange pain in his heart. At this moment, Nan Yan raised her hand and hit him hard on the chest.
The force of this palm strike was naturally merciless.
After all, she was a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage and could kill low-level monsters with one punch. The man in front of her was completely defenseless against her, and this sudden palm strike hit her right in the chest.
He was caught off guard and his entire body crashed into the stone table behind him, with his back hitting the edge of the table heavily. From the double impact, Feng Jixue's brain went blank in so much pain, the blood surged in his chest, his face lost all color, and he accidentally fell to the ground, a look of pain instantly appeared on his face.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He then raised his eyes and looked at her in disbelief, probably because he didn't expect her to hit him. "Yan Yan..."
His eyes were red and tears welled up in his eyes again.
Nan Yan couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She covered her chest with her hands, her eyes red as she cried out to him, "Are you crazy?"
She seemed to be in a state of emotional collapse. The more she spoke, the more tears flowed. She cried sadly, "How could you force me to do this? We are no longer in the same relationship as before. It's over between us a long time ago. You told me so yourself."
Nan Yan cried and accused angrily, her cheeks turned red due to the ups and downs of her emotions, her voice became hoarse from crying, and she seemed to be in a state of extreme anxiety and sadness, staring at him resentfully.
"You said that your love for me in the past was all because you were a love-slut and it was not sincere at all. Why do you do this to me now? Why do you control me?"
Feng Jixue looked at Yanyan crying sadly in front of him, and then heard what she said, he felt that the pain in his heart became more intense and profound, so painful that he almost lost consciousness.
His tears fell uncontrollably, he knew that it was all his fault, that he deserved to die, that he was so self-righteous and ignorant that he turned a perfect situation into a situation where both of them were entangled in pain.
He thought that as long as he took responsibility, he could solve all the problems, but he didn't know that he had been hurting her. He was wrong... He really knew he was wrong now.
Pain flashed across Feng Jixue's eyes. He raised his finger towards her, but the distance was too far, and he couldn't touch her at all. He explained carefully, "No... I'm not a love pig, Yanyan, love pig is an illusion. I really care about you and like you. Don't, don't cry. Let's start over, okay?"
"I really know I was wrong. Please don't leave me... I love you, Yanyan. Please come back to me, please give me another chance, please?"
"Yan Yan, I beg you, I really like you, not because I'm a lovesick, not because of responsibility, I just care about you..."
After saying this, Feng Jixue's tears instantly fell. It turned out that the love snake was the one who had misled him from the beginning to the end.
Nan Yan, however, was shaking her head and backing away. Her eyes were wide open with suspicion and disbelief in them. Especially when she saw him begging so humbly, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain deep in her heart. But she thought of something and finally just cried and cursed,
"It's too late. It's already too late!"
"Feng Jixue, you are such a jerk!"
Nan Yan's tears kept flowing. "You pushed me away with your own hands. You pushed me to someone else with your own hands. It's completely over between us. It's over a long time ago. I can't be with you anymore. I don't want to go back to the past."
After saying this, Nan Yan couldn't stay any longer. She turned around and ran in the direction she came from, refusing to look back at him again.
Feng Jixue, who was lying on the ground, could no longer bear it. The impact was too great. The blood in his chest surged, his throat was blocked, and he spit out blood uncontrollably.
"You-you come back!"
He was anxious to chase after her, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and back. The painful feeling spread from his limbs to every part of his body, like the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows. His knees went weak and he fell heavily to the ground in an instant.
"You are not allowed to leave... Yanyan, you can't leave me."
"Come back...Yanyan!"
A hoarse, waiting voice came from his throat.
Feng Jixue was coughing, with a bloody smell in his mouth. He looked up at the figure that was getting farther and farther away. He felt pain all over his body, and all the strength in his body was drained. His head fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound, and tears welled up in his temples.
"You... come back."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the blood that had been suppressed in his chest could no longer be restrained and gushed out. The blood stained his snow-white sleeves, looking both tragic and gorgeous.
"Don't leave me, don't go..."
He really knew he was wrong. It was he who was the one who pushed away his own junior sister. He had raised this girl for so long, watching her grow from a little girl into a graceful and pretty young lady. He helped her to consolidate her cultivation and took care of her food, clothing, shelter and transportation. They practiced and slept together, and she acted coquettishly and sweetly to him. He had even prepared her wedding dress, and it only took a little time. How could she leave him?
She belongs to him, from the beginning to the end...
Feng Jixue stretched out his hands towards the back figure in despair, his tears flowing more and more, and all the memories of his past interactions with his junior sister now flooded into his mind like a tide.
The deeper the memory, the more desperate he felt at the moment. The clearer his understanding had never been, it was too late for him to regret.
"Yan Yan..."
But what to do? He lost his little junior sister, the little junior sister who used to be reluctant to touch him, but he made her so angry and sad, so she no longer wanted him.
Don't go...
On the other side, Nan Yan, even though she had just hit someone, and the beating was not light, she still felt very aggrieved, so she cried all the way, looking like a very aggrieved little white lotus, and ran towards Jing Wuyan's yard with her head down.
I was going to find an opportunity to show him the marks on my neck again, and at the same time, spread rumors, stir up trouble, and sow discord between them, no matter how sinister I tried.
But just as she walked along the path and before entering the courtyard, she felt a flash of cold light and an undisguised murderous intent coming towards her. Nan Yan stopped in her tracks, wiped away her tears, and looked up to see Senior Sister Lin blocking the gate to the courtyard.
Lin Qingshuang just stared at her with a cold face and murderous intent in her eyes. Although she disliked her in the past, at least she would not show murderous intent so blatantly. After all, Lin Qingshuang had indeed improved a lot after her rebirth.
But now, Nan Yan was guessing in her heart, wondering if it was because she was irritated by Feng Jixue's cold attitude last time in the Purple Bamboo Forest. Her appearance was very similar to when she was impulsive and hurt her in her previous life. Her resentment towards her junior sister was growing deeper and deeper.
In fact, Lin Qingshuang not only hates this little junior sister, she also hates Feng Jixue. However, she loves and hates Feng Jixue, a mixture of love and hate that she cannot get and unwillingness. She can't bear to kill him, but she simply hates and dislikes the little junior sister in front of her.
They seemed to be born opposites, everything about this little junior sister was the opposite of her. Ever since she entered the sect, everything was slowly shifting towards her. The more she had, the less she had. In fact, she didn't care about those material things at all, but why, why did she have to force her way into the relationship between her and her senior brother.
If she hadn't interfered, she and Senior Brother Feng would have been the closest and most suitable couple in the sect. They entered the sect together, went down the mountain to train together, and supported each other in their growth. If Senior Brother hadn't fallen in love with her, forced to like her and then fell in love with her, how could she have ended up like that in her previous life? She didn't know the truth until she died, and was finally trapped to death by her inner demons.
And all this is because of this little girl in front of me. She got the true love of others, but she didn't cherish it at all. She was reckless and squandering it. She wanted to grab everything and wanted everything. Why was she so greedy?
In fact, as long as she stayed in the sect and lived a life of idleness and waiting for death, she would not target her like that.
She could stop caring about her past life as long as she remained as unmotivated as before, but why did this little girl have to go against her?
She wanted to take away everything she cared about. Not only had Senior Brother Feng been taken away, but now she was going to take away the last person around her who knew her inside out.
The Qiankun bracelet belongs to her, and so does Jing Wuyan.
She didn't care who Jing Wuyan was. During the time they were together, the mysterious man helped her to be reborn, helped her to choose the right martial arts, and helped her to consolidate and improve her cultivation. He even promised to help her ascend. Since he chose her from the beginning, he could not regret it.
Lin Qingshuang felt a hint of hatred and unwillingness in her heart. They were grasshoppers tied to the same rope. No matter what his purpose was, they should be in the same camp.
But this naughty girl is restless and flirts with other men everywhere. Not only has she let down her senior brother's kindness, but why did he even snatch away the last person close to her?
She had no idea when this little girl hooked up with Jing Wuyan, but Jing Wuyan knew so many secrets about her. If they were really together, what would she do?
How could she possibly endure this? Anyone could do it, except Su Nanyan!
The deepest secret of her rebirth, the misery of her last life, and her past inner demons were all caused by her. How could she not hate him? How could she watch him snatch away her last thing once again?
Impossible, she won't let them be together! She couldn't kill Jing Wuyan, so could she not kill her?
Lin Qingshuang thought about it and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.
Nan Yan sensed the murderous intent. Although she was not as good as him, this was her place. How could she tolerate being stared at with such murderous eyes in her place? She was not a soft persimmon that anyone could pinch.
So she raised her hand and condensed a long sword. The sound of wind suddenly became sharp. She raised her wrist, and with a "swish", the long sword crossed the sky. The sword energy, carrying a sharp fighting spirit, broke through the air.
Naturally, her swordsmanship was also taught to her by her senior brother, so it cannot be said that her swordsmanship is exactly the same, but it is at least 70% similar. Although her strength is not enough, she has no problem protecting herself. What's more, if she can't beat him, she still has Jing Wuyan. Who knows what choice that bastard will make?
And Lin Qingshuang was not that stupid. She did not kill him and even left him some room. After all, she had learned enough lessons from her momentary impulses in her previous life.
How could she possibly hurt this little junior sister again in front of all her fellow disciples in the sect? If she really hurt her, the eldest senior brother would definitely not let her go, and her final fate would be almost the same as in her previous life.
What she wanted was for this little sister to be trapped in her own web and seek her own death, just like she had done in her previous life, so that she could feel what it was like to be hurt and distrusted by the people she cared about. She must also feel the pain that she had experienced in her previous life.
During the fight, Nan Yan also clearly felt this man's retreat. Lin Qingshuang even changed her offensive posture to a defensive one, and missed the best opportunity. When she turned around, she was accidentally cut off by the sharp sword energy, and she was retreating in a desperate manner.
If Nan Yan couldn't see this change, she would be a fool. These were all the things she had left over. She actually didn't want to engage in intrigue with this man or use such low-level tricks.
After all, as a woman, Nan Yan has an instinctive tolerance towards every woman in the plot. No matter how many mistakes there are, it is always the fault of those men.
But this senior sister just wanted to go against her, and now she's right in front of her. What can she do?
There is no way she would not hit the man who came to her door.
After all, she was not completely innocent. It was okay that she was selfish and cold, which led to her poor popularity, but she also pushed everything onto others. Was it because she was weak that she was easy to be bullied? Well, if he hadn't provoked her, it would have been fine, but now that he had provoked her, how could she let him go so easily?
Since Lin Qingshuang wanted to give in, she might as well oblige her. This was just the right time to return the sword that was injured in the secret realm in her previous life. Although Feng Jixue had helped her avenge herself in the sect competition, it was never as satisfying as taking revenge with her own hands.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan changed her posture, her attacks became more fierce, and her movements became faster. Although her cultivation was not high enough, she still had many talismans and magic weapons for life-saving attacks.
So, squinting her eyes and without hesitation, Nan Yan took out a handful of lightning talismans from her arms, scattered them all over the sky, and attacked Lin Qingshuang without hesitation with sword moves.
There was a sudden rumbling sound all around, like thunder.
After all, Lin Qingshuang was at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. Even if she tried to restrain her attack, her own strength should not be underestimated. However, the lightning-inducing talismans that were randomly thrown at her did make her look ugly for a moment.
Lin Qingshuang sacrificed the Ice Silk Gauze to block the talisman without hesitation. At the same time, she was caught off guard and hit in the chest by the little girl with foundation-building cultivation opposite her.
The palm attack was quite powerful, and because she had deliberately retreated, Lin Qingshuang's whole body uncontrollably crashed into the Fushan Mountain behind her. Under the heavy pressure, she couldn't help but feel the blood surging in her chest. She tilted her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The rumbling noise attracted a lot of people to watch, and many sect disciples gathered together to discuss the matter.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? There's a rumbling noise outside. What's going on? Are the spirit beasts rioting?"
"It seems like the senior sister and the junior sister are fighting!"
"Eldest Senior Sister and Younger Junior Sister? How could they fight when their cultivation levels are so different? Younger Junior Sister's cultivation level is not high, and the eldest senior sister is already in the middle to late stage of the Golden Core stage. How could she win?"
"Of course I can't, but the eldest sister has been giving in to the younger sister. She basically didn't fight back and was always on the defensive. I watched carefully and the eldest sister didn't use any killing moves. Instead, it was the younger sister who was aggressive and refused to stop."
Someone nearby nodded and asked, "Why are these two fighting for no reason?"
"Who knows? Oh, I remember now. It seems to be related to the male cultivator who lives next door to Senior Sister. Didn't you see that Junior Sister has been very close to that male cultivator recently?"
"But isn't that male cultivator the Taoist partner chosen by Senior Sister?"
"Yes, the news spread throughout the sect. That was the Taoist couple that the eldest sister brought back. But after the youngest sister separated from the eldest brother, she interfered. I guess the eldest sister was really angry this time, so the two of them fought. It seems that male beauty is still the temptation. Why don't I have this treatment?"
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The distance was too far, and these disciples could only see the flashing of swords and shadows of sabers on the top of the mountain. Naturally, the sound of discussions did not reach the ears of the two men, and they were all transmitted secretly.
Jing Wuyan, who was the closest, had been standing in the courtyard, his dark eyes watching the two people fighting calmly. No one knew how long he had been watching under the tree.
He thought that the little girl might not be as weak as he imagined. At least she had enough ability to protect herself. She was just too timid and too delicate. She didn't dare to go down the mountain to gain experience alone, nor did she dare to fight alone in the secret beast forest. No wonder she was not familiar with even her own moves.
Jing Wuyan kept watching the two people fighting, until he saw her attack with the talisman and gain a slight advantage, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Qingshuang was hit by a palm, which hit her chest right on the chest. This caused her body to hit the Fushan Mountain behind her heavily. Her breathing became unstable instantly and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Lin Qingshuang's face turned pale with pain and her forehead was covered with sweat. She bit her lips hard and her memory seemed to go back to her previous life at some point. In the secret realm, the same thing happened to that little bitch. She stabbed her in the chest with a sword and ended up being seriously injured and vomiting blood. This was truly a tit-for-tat.
Nan Yan pursed her lips. She also noticed the people nearby, so she raised the sword in her hand and stabbed it towards Lin Qingshuang's chest without hesitation.
This action also made Jing Wuyan frown slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at the pale-faced Lin Qingshuang. It was not difficult to guess what she was thinking. He was not a fool, and he remembered her past life. This was such an obvious trick to sow discord, although he somewhat despised the means used by this person.
But nothing can happen to this woman now.
Especially when he saw Yanyan's unstoppable attack, Jing Wuyan's eyes darkened. Yanyan's temper was a little too impulsive today. She had never hurt anyone before, and she had never even killed a monster. But now, towards Lin Qingshuang...
So when the sword was about to stab, he flashed and directly blocked the two people.
Jing Wuyan raised his hand and flicked his sleeves. As his long sleeves rolled up, a mysterious force directly swept away the long sword.
Nan Yan was caught off guard and her attack was interrupted by the man's sudden action. Before she even had time to resist, she was grabbed by the man and pressed into his arms.
"Yanyan, that's enough. You've already won."
Jing Wuyan's voice was a little low, and calm, as if he was just stating a fact.
Nan Yan also guessed that this person would rush out to stop them. She knew that the relationship between the two was complicated and it was not simply based on the principle of mutual benefit. Jing Wuyan had to rely on Lin Qingshuang's spiritual roots to restore his own cultivation. He even had other intentions towards Lin Qingshuang, but this did not prevent her from being angry.
"Let's go!"
Nan Yanped slapped him on the back of his hand. She was furious at the fact that this man had taken her weapon on his own initiative and then defended the "enemy" in front of her.
Nan Yan's face turned red with anger. She gritted her teeth and stared at the person in front of her in disbelief. Her eyes became moist instantly.
She struggled hard, her eyes full of grievance, "Bullshit. Jing Wuyan, do you know what you are doing? Didn't you see that she wanted to kill me just now? You still want to protect her now, what is your relationship with her, are you doing this to me?"
Jing Wuyan's brows furrowed even more tightly. His sleeves fell down, and he held the struggling person in his arms with both hands, trying to comfort her. "Yanyan, don't be impulsive. I'm not protecting her. If you really hurt her, you will be punished by the sect. Don't forget that she is still your senior sister."
Nan Yan started to retort, "What senior sister? The senior sister who wants to kill me? She was the one who ignored the friendship between fellow disciples first. Why should I abide by this rule? How can such a thing be justified in the world?"
As she spoke, her eyes instantly turned red, her heart was filled with resentment, and tears fell uncontrollably. She was crying not for anything else, but because she felt wronged.
Jing Wuyan naturally knew that it was Lin Qingshuang who started the fight, so it was normal for Yanyan to be impulsive after being provoked.
After all, she was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and it was inevitable that she could not control herself when facing the provocation and murderous intent of the Jindan cultivator.
Jing Wuyan let out a breath and patted her back gently, "I can promise you, Yanyan, from now on, as long as I am here, I will not let anyone hurt you."
Nan Yan obviously didn't believe what he said, and her eyes instantly showed an even more aggrieved look. She was obviously emotionally unstable at the moment. She had just been provoked by her senior brother in the morning, and had just had a fight with Senior Sister Lin. Now facing this man with whom she had had physical contact, she also acted as if she was protecting an outsider.
How could she possibly remain calm?
Nan Yan's breathing was obviously unstable, her chest was heaving violently, and her lips were bitten red. The more she thought about it, the more uncalm she felt. Not only did this man not help her, but he was taking care of others in front of her. She raised her hand and pushed Jing Wuyan in front of her.
Because of this grievance and unwillingness, tears began to slide down my face, drop by drop, so sad.
Tears blurred her vision, making it difficult for Nan Yan to see the figure in front of her. She wiped away her tears, then raised her eyes and stared at the man, "How can you promise? You promised that she would not get hurt! Can't you see that?"
"She is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, can't she beat me, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage? How ridiculous! You knew she was just acting, but you still couldn't control yourself and rushed out at the first moment. Doesn't this prove that the person you care about in your heart has always been her?"
Jing Wuyan pursed his lips, staring at the crying Nan Yan in front of him with his dark eyes, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe her tears, his voice calm and calm, "Yan Yan, don't say angry words, things are not what you think, I care about her, but not the kind of care you say."
Nan Yan's tears flowed even more after hearing this. She raised her hand and slapped his hand away. "You did it yourself, so why can't I say anything? It was clearly her who provoked me first. Can't you see that?"
Of course Nan Yan knew that this was a means of sowing discord. Although it was very despicable, it had to be said that it was very effective. Moreover, the other party had already sacrificed themselves to use it. If she didn't make good use of this free opportunity, how could she be worthy of her hard work?
Jing Wuyan looked at the red mark on the back of his hand, but he didn't care. He reached out and touched her cheek, brushed away the wetness on her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. Finally, he said in a calm voice, "Yanyan, since you know that this is just someone else's trick, why are you still foolishly fooled and deceived? Why are you still arguing with me? Don't you know that this will only make others happy?"
Nan Yan's eyes were red and watery. She was obviously too angry. "Yes, so what if I know? Since she wants to act, I will help her! So what if I kill her?"
"She was the one who provoked me first. Why couldn't I fight back? And her murderous intention towards me was not an act. But why did you rush out and why did you protect her?"
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