Chapter 57 Mine! Mine! You wouldn't happen to like me, would you? ...
Upon hearing this question, Xianyue said incredulously, "Of course we should kill that damned spider first. It made us suffer so much, how can you bear not seeking revenge?"
Sikong Zhaixing remained noncommittal, only saying with a hint of annoyance, "Couldn't you have come to me first, and then come back together to kill them?"
"Weren't you right at the exit?... Why did I bring you back to risk your life?" Xianyue's voice lowered.
He added in his mind: Bringing you back is useless. That's a great demon with a hundred years of cultivation. Would bringing you back be like sending it to its deathbed?
For some reason, I can't bring myself to say these cruel words.
Xianyue looked up at him, pouted, and asked casually as if she had just remembered, "By the way, why...why did you suddenly come back?"
Sikong Zhaixing looked down at the pebbles at her feet, her gaze light and casual, and said, "...Oh, I thought you were dead."
So even though the exit was right in front of me, I still chose to come to you.
I risked my life to come back and save you.
He subconsciously turned his head to the other side, but couldn't help stealing glances at her reaction out of the corner of his eye.
Upon hearing this, Xianyue was stunned for a moment, and her eyelashes suddenly fluttered in alarm, like a dragonfly frantically seeking shelter from a sudden rainstorm.
My heart felt like it had been gripped and pinched hard, and it instantly curled up.
Fine raindrops pattered down from the sky. She abruptly averted her gaze amidst the dampness and sudden gust of wind, instinctively retorting, "How could this be? How could I possibly die?"
That was too dry a statement, so she quickly turned the tables, saying in a panic, "On the contrary, how did you end up all injured? Who, who asked you to come and save me? What are you trying to do, play the hero? You should take care of yourself. I don't need you to save me."
Large raindrops kept hitting her body, and she spoke faster and faster, desperately flapping her wings to try to escape the unexpected rain.
"Who wants to be your hero?" Sikong Zhaixing laughed angrily, raising her voice to explain, "I was afraid you'd think I pushed you into the water to drown you. I never intended to save you, okay?"
He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, constantly exhaling air from his mouth.
His words were completely illogical and full of loopholes; it would be easy for Xianyue to win the argument.
But for the first time ever, Xianyue didn't argue with him. Instead, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how to answer.
Sikong Zhaixing thought she didn't want to talk to her, so she suddenly stopped talking. This time she really didn't want to say anything.
His heart felt like it was being pounded by a vicious dog that was trapped inside its cage, making him extremely agitated.
So annoying.
The two fell silent, and for a moment the only sound was the bubbling of water rising from the swamp.
Xianyue stole a glance at Sikong Zhaixing's gloomy face, and realized a beat later that she might have overreacted.
This situation is what's called "treating kindness as a waste," which is incredibly ungrateful.
I was actually quite touched... but asking her to swallow her pride and apologize seemed like giving him too much face.
What should I do if he takes advantage of my kindness?
The young lady must not put herself in such an unknown and dangerous situation.
She shook her head as if trying to dispel some terrible fantasy in her mind, glanced at him cautiously, and said conciliatoryly, "I've already avenged you! This place is so gloomy, let's go quickly?"
Sikong Zhaixing remained silent with a cold expression.
Xianyue shook his hand and pulled him towards the exit with all her might.
Both arms were stretched into a straight line, extremely taut.
The muddy water mixed with blood gradually dried and cracked between their intertwined hands, shedding mud fragments in a flurry, yet no one noticed.
As they stepped out of the water gate, the wind carried the scent of flowers, and the warm sun shone on their faces, both warm and scorching.
The area was surrounded by a small grove of trees, with many footprints and tire tracks, finally indicating that it was no longer a deserted place.
Xianyue subconsciously exhaled, finally seeing the light of day again!
Damn that resurrection potion! She must destroy it immediately! Destroy it completely! Then change all the restrictions on the magical artifact to passwords!
Nobody will ever let her be their dog again!
In stark contrast to Xianyue's lofty ambitions, Sikong Zhaixing felt nothing but a hundred or a thousand dissatisfactions.
He didn't even know why he was so upset.
All he knew was that he now found Wei Sheng Xian Yue extremely displeasing and wanted nothing more than to oppose her.
"There's a stream over there! Let's go wash up." Xianyue nudged Sikong Zhaixing and ran over with bright eyes before he could react.
She was in so much pain; her hands and neck were covered in mud.
Hands covered in mud were dipped into the icy stream, creating a large cloud of black ash.
She scooped up some water with both hands and poured it onto her neck. Then, as if remembering something, she scrubbed it vigorously until her skin turned a pitiful red. Only then did she stand up and say, "Sikong Zhaixing, come and wash up!"
For some reason, Xianyue didn't dare to look at him, so she pretended to be busy and stood up to walk upstream, intending to drink some water to quench her thirst.
She lowered her head, her lips almost touching the shimmering water, like a fallen petal drifting into a babbling brook.
However, the next moment...
With a "plop," a huge splash of water erupted.
Sikong Zhaixing jumped into the stream without warning, splashing dirty mud everywhere. Xianyue couldn't dodge in time and got soaked.
Dirty water trickled down her hair and into her collar. She quickly spat it out, expelling the dirty water that had seeped into her mouth.
Xianyue scrambled to her feet, looked up at Sikong Zhaixing in disbelief, and frantically jumped up and down on the shore, shouting, "Sikong Zhaixing!"
Sikong Zhaixing turned her back to her and said coldly, "Didn't you tell me to come and wash?"
"You!" Xianyue choked.
She could tell he was still sulking, and knowing she was in the wrong, she could only say resentfully, "Fine. You can have it!"
You mud monkey! Go wash it off!
You can wash them all!
Sikong Zhaixing, still not satisfied, sneered, "Even the Nine Heavens Fairy wants to personally go into the water to wash? Aren't your magic supposed to be very powerful?"
Xianyue gritted her teeth and said, "Who stole my silk robe and Qiankun bag? And even used my gold hairpin as chopsticks and a crowbar?"
Who ruined it all?
Sikong Zhaixing, I'll tolerate you one last time.
......
"How was it? How was it!" Xianyue lifted her skirt and twirled several times in front of the bronze mirror, her gold and jade ornaments jingling.
This dress is made of red satin and woven with a pattern of intertwined lotus flowers. The colors are vibrant and it looks incredibly luxurious.
Her skin was extremely fair, and dressed in such bright and colorful brocade, her eyes and brows sparkled, making her look like a noble flower with golden branches and jade leaves.
The kind that every thief in the world would covet.
"That's fine then," a disheartened voice said lazily.
Sikong Zhaixing held the silk dress she had taken off, leaning back casually, but his eyes never left her, and he was sharp-tongued.
He hasn't been normal all day. Xianyue pouted, too lazy to argue with him.
The shopkeeper saw that the beautiful young woman was dressed in gold, silver and jade bracelets, looking very wealthy, while the man accompanying her was dressed simply and had an ordinary appearance, yet the two seemed far too intimate.
Even though he was a seasoned veteran, he couldn't quite figure out the relationship between the two.
Those with shallow and narrow-minded perspectives will never have a long-lasting business.
It was a rare opportunity to encounter such a VIP customer, so after thinking for a moment, he personally presented him with an indigo-blue brocade robe.
Sikong Zhaixing glanced at the gorgeous clothes indifferently, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and commented scathingly, "Gaudy and flashy."
Manager Hao wasn't angry at being humiliated. Just as he was about to tell the shop assistant to put it away properly, a pair of slender hands landed on the tray.
“This gold-embroidered satin is indeed magnificent.”
Hearing the commotion behind her, Xianyue turned around and came over to see what was going on.
“The sleeves of this long robe and the hem of my skirt even have the same pattern!” she said excitedly, tilting her head.
The man smiled slightly, picked up the folded robe, and explained, "This is a cross-shaped auspicious begonia pattern."
Seeing his malicious smile, Sikong Zhaixing narrowed her eyes, took a step forward, and suddenly grabbed with her right hand.
The action was swift and decisive; before the other person could react, he had already snatched the gaudy long robe into his hands.
The man staggered back several steps after being yanked by Sikong Zhaixing, and looked up with a frown, asking, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Sikong Zhaixing's face was grim as he emphasized, "This is mine!"
The sound was deafening.
Several other travelers nearby all turned their attention to this location.
Amidst countless astonished gazes, Xianyue tugged hard at his sleeve.
The man in the clothes was also quite puzzled and asked, "Just now you clearly thought this material was too flashy, how come it's yours now?"
Sikong Zhaixing took a deep breath and said impatiently, "What's it to you? Can't I have a lot of money?"
"This is mine! Mine!"
"Who says you can't buy something just because it's too flashy?"
"I suddenly like it again! I want to wear this, I want to put it on right now!"
He stared intently at the man in the clothes, his voice rising higher and higher, looking fierce and menacing, as if he wanted to devour him.
"Forget it, a gentleman doesn't take what others cherish." The man shook his head, and left in a huff, full of resentment.
What's going on? Who took it from you?
I was literally bitten by a dog while walking down the street.
"What are you pretending for! You think you're the only one who's ever been to school?" Sikong Zhaixing muttered, her eyes wide as she watched his retreating figure.
I almost wanted to chase after them and take a couple more bites.
Xianyue poked his waist from behind, exclaiming in shock, "You...!"
Before she could find the right words to describe his behavior, Sikong Zhaixing snapped, "And you too!"
Xianyue opened her eyes wide and pointed to herself, "What's wrong with me?"
"Do you even have a brain?! Men are all the same, don't you have any sense of caution? You idiot!"
Xian Yue never expected the fire to spread to her, and said incredulously, "You're being unreasonable! What does this have to do with me? Aren't you a man too? I think the person I should be most wary of is you!"
Sikong Zhaixing jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on, her breathing heavy and rapid, "How can I be the same as them!"
"What's the difference? Aren't they all two eyes, a nose, and a mouth?"
Seeing him jumping around like this, Xianyue suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "You wouldn't happen to like me, would you?"
No way...
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