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 appearing 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, wailing 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.
她們仿佛天生對立，這個小師妹所有的一切都與她相反，從她入宗門後，所有的一切都在慢慢向她傾移，她擁有的越多，她就擁有的越少，其實那些身外之物她全都不在意的，可是為什麽，為什麽她要硬生生擠進她跟師兄之間的關系。
倘若不是她橫插一腳，她跟風師兄會是宗門最親近般配的一對，他們一起入宗門，一起下山歷練，互相扶持成長，倘若不是因為師兄中途中了情蠱，被迫喜歡上她後又對她動了真心，她上輩子又怎麽會落到那種地步？到死都不知道真相，最後被心魔困死。
而這一切都是因為眼前這個臭丫頭，她得了別人的真心，卻又毫不珍惜，肆無忌憚的揮霍放縱，她什麽都要搶，什麽都想要，為什麽要那麽貪心呢？
其實只要她老老實實待在宗門過一輩子混吃等死的生活，她不會那麽針對她的。
她可以不去計較上輩子的事情，只要她一直像從前那樣不求上進，可是為什麽，這個臭丫頭偏要和她作對？
所有她在意擁有的一切東西，她全都要搶走，風師兄被搶走了不算，如今她又要搶走她身邊最後一個知根知底的人。
乾坤镯是屬于她的，鏡無延自然也是。
她不管鏡無延到底是什麽身份，在他們相處的這段時間，那個神秘莫測的男人幫她重生，幫她挑選合适的功法，還幫她鞏固提升修為，他甚至還承諾過會助她飛升，既然一開始就選擇了她，那就不可以反悔。
林清霜心中隐隐生出一絲恨意與不甘，他們是綁在一條繩上的螞蚱，不管他有什麽目的，都理應是同屬一個陣營的才對。
可這臭丫頭偏生不安分，到處勾三搭四，辜負了師兄一番情意不說，為什麽連她身邊最後一個親近的人都要搶走？
她根本不知道這臭丫頭是何時與鏡無延勾搭上的，可鏡無延知道她身上那麽多的秘密，倘若他們真的在一起了，她要怎麽辦？
她怎麽可能忍受得了，誰都可以，唯獨蘇南嫣不可以！
她這輩子隐藏最深的重生的秘密，她上輩子的慘狀，還有曾經的心魔全都是因她而起，她怎麽可能不恨，又怎麽可能眼睜睜地看着再一次搶走自己的最後一樣東西？
不可能的，她不會讓他們倆在一起的！她殺不了鏡無延，難道還不能殺了她麽？
林清霜想着便下意識地握住了劍柄。
南嫣察覺到這毫不遮掩的殺意，雖然修為不敵，但這可是她的場子啊，在自己的場子被人用這種殺意凜然的眼神盯着，這還能忍嗎？她又不是軟柿子，誰都能捏一把的。
于是擡手便凝出一柄長劍，風聲陡然刺耳，她手腕擡起，“噌”的一聲，長劍劃過長空，劍氣含着淩冽戰意破空而去。
她的劍術自然也是大師兄一招一式教出來的，揮舞起來不能說完全一樣，但起碼也是七分相似吧，雖然力道不足，但自保是完全沒有問題的，更何況，她打不過不是還有鏡無延在麽，也不知道那狗男人會怎麽選？
而林清霜也沒那麽蠢，她沒有下死手，甚至處處留有餘地，畢竟上輩子的一時沖動已經讓她吸取足夠的經驗教訓了。
她怎麽可能當着宗門所有同門的面再次傷了這個小師妹呢，倘若她真的傷了她，想必大師兄依舊不會放過她，那麽她最後遭遇也與上輩子相差無幾。
她要的是這個小師妹作繭自縛、自尋死路，同她上輩子一樣，感受一下那種被在意的人傷害不信任的滋味是什麽樣的，她上輩子嘗受過的痛苦，她也必須感受一下。
而在對戰的過程中，南嫣也明顯感受到了這人的退讓，林清霜甚至将原本進攻的姿态硬生生的換成了防守，這一下便錯過最佳時機，轉身時，一時不慎被淩厲如刃的劍氣斬斷了幾縷發絲，顯露出後退狼狽的模樣。
這番轉變南嫣要是看不出來她也是傻了，都是她玩剩下的東西了，她其實不太想跟這人勾心鬥角，玩這種低級的小手段。
畢竟同為女子，南嫣對待劇情中的每個女性都有一種本能的寬容心理，千錯萬錯那也都是那群狗男人們的錯。
可偏偏這個大師姐就是要跟她作對，這都蹦噠到她眼前來了，那還能怎麽辦呢？
送上門來的臉，她也不可能不打啊。
畢竟她也不是完全無辜的，自私冷漠導致自己人緣差也就算了，還把所有一切推到別人頭上，難道就因為她修為弱，所以好欺負？嗯，若是不來招惹她也就算了，可是這都主動來招惹了，她又怎麽可能輕易放過？
既然林清霜想要退讓，那她幹脆就成全她好了，正好還了上輩子秘境中被傷的那一劍，雖然宗門大比上風寂雪是幫她報了仇，但始終不如自己親手報仇雪恨時來得爽快。
想到這裏，南嫣身形變換，攻勢更猛，動作也更加迅速，她修為雖不夠高，但身上保命攻擊用的靈符法器還是有不少的。
于是眯着眼睛，也不猶豫了，南嫣直接從懷裏摸出一把引雷符，漫天一撒，配合着劍招，毫不猶豫地朝着林清霜攻了過去。
四周頓時一片轟隆聲響，如雷鳴一般。
林清霜畢竟是金丹中期的修為，就算她刻意收斂攻勢，本身實力也不容小觑，不過那一番胡亂撒過來的引雷符也确實讓她臉色難看了一瞬。
林清霜毫不猶豫祭出冰绫紗去擋，擋住靈符的同時，卻猝不及防的被對面那個築基修為的臭丫頭一掌擊中了胸口。
這一掌攻擊力度不小，又因着她刻意的退讓，林清霜整個身子不受控制地撞在了身後後的浮山之上，重重壓力之下也禁不住胸口氣血翻湧，一偏頭，口中吐出一口血來。
轟隆隆的動靜引來了不少人觀看，有不少宗門弟子圍在一起議論紛紛。
“怎麽了，怎麽了？外面轟隆隆的，又發生什麽大事了，靈獸暴動了嗎？”
“好像是大師姐跟小師妹打起來了！”
“大師姐跟小師妹？這倆修為相差那麽多，怎麽會打起來的？小師妹修為又不高，大師姐都金丹中後期了，這能打得過嗎？”
“當然是不能了，可是大師姐一直在讓着小師妹啊，基本上沒還手，一直在防守。我瞧得仔仔細細的，大師姐殺招是一招都沒出，反倒是小師妹咄咄逼人，不肯罷休。”
旁邊有人跟着點了頭，又一副八卦的樣子，“好端端的，這兩人為什麽要打架啊？”
“誰知道呢？哦，我想起來了。好像是跟大師姐隔壁住着的那男修有關吧，你們沒瞧見嗎，小師妹最近跟那男修走得很近啊。”
“可那男修不是大師姐挑中的道侶嗎？”
“是啊，宗門都傳遍了，那是大師姐新帶回來的道侶，偏偏小師妹跟大師兄分開以後，又在其中橫插一腳。估計大師姐這次是真的生氣了，所以兩人才打起來的吧。看來還是男色惑人啊，我怎麽就沒這個待遇呢？”
……
距離隔得太遠，這些弟子只能瞧見山頭的刀光劍影，議論的聲音自然也沒傳到兩人的耳中，都是私下裏偷偷傳的。
而離得最近的鏡無延則一直在庭院站着，一雙幽深如墨的眼就這麽平靜的望着兩人對招的過程，也不知他在樹下看了多久。
他在想，那個小丫頭也許沒他想象中那麽柔弱，起碼她有足夠自保的能力，就是膽子太小了，性子太嬌氣了，不敢一個人下山歷練，也不敢一個人去秘境獸林中單打獨鬥，怪不得連自己的招式都有些不熟悉。
鏡無延一直看着兩人交手，直到看她用靈符攻擊了一把，稍稍占了上風，心中這才松了一口氣。
林清霜被擊中了一掌，這一掌正中她的胸口，這導致她身體重重撞到了身後的浮山之上，整個人瞬間氣息不穩，一口鮮血吐了出來。
林清霜疼得臉色蒼白，額頭冷汗涔涔，她使勁咬着嘴唇，記憶在某個瞬間仿佛回到了上輩子，在秘境中，那個臭丫頭也是如此，被她一劍刺中了胸口，最後重傷吐血的模樣，這還真是一報還一報啊。
南嫣抿着嘴唇，她也察覺到附近的人了，便作勢舉起手中長劍，毫不猶豫的，然後就要朝着林清霜的胸口刺過去。
而這一舉動也讓鏡無延微微皺了眉，他擡眸看向面色蒼白的林清霜，不難猜出她有什麽心思，他不是蠢人，而且他記得她上輩子的事情，這麽明顯的挑撥離間的把戲，雖然有些看不上這人使的手段。
但是現在這女人還不能出事。
尤其是看着嫣嫣手上毫無停頓的攻勢，鏡無延眸色微深了些，今日嫣嫣的脾氣是有些過于沖動了，她從前別說是傷人，連只妖獸都沒打死過，如今對着林清霜卻……
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 go!"
Nan Yan 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?"