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He didn't say any more, his eyelids lowered and his face turned a little red.

He never dared to look at Ye Wangxi. After a while, when he saw that Ye Wangxi didn't respond, he suddenly felt very frustrated, abrupt, and surprised. He hesitated to take the Phoenix Totem from Ye Wangxi's hand again. He took the jade pendant back and muttered: "I, I know this doesn't look good. If you don't like it, just... just give it back to me. It doesn't matter. I, I won't mind... After the Confucianism Sect is revitalized, I I will find the best piece for you, I..."

Ye Wangxi was stunned for a long time, and then smiled. There was a hint of the softness of a daughter in her clear and handsome eyes, which made the ends of her eyes seem to be dyed with a thin color that had never been rouge.

Her calloused and scarred hands, which were not as slender and beautiful as those of women in the boudoir, held the piece of jade pendant. The wind rustled and the bamboo leaves were rustling. Ye Wangxi said: "This piece is enough, sir, thank you." .”

Nangong Si's face turned even redder, and he said numbly: "You, as long as you like it... I also... Sigh... I don't know what to say."

Mo Ran: "………………"

Hearing this in the bamboo forest, he almost wanted to hold Nangong Si's head and hit it against the stone lion.

Doesn’t this person do anything else except raise some wolf dogs? Why did it go around for a long time and then it turned into "I don't know what to say?"

Nangong Si suddenly said something incomprehensible: "Mrs. Wang told me that the violent spirit core in my body can be suppressed, and perhaps it does not require dual cultivation to solve it."

Ye Wangxi was stunned for a moment, but then she seemed to have misunderstood. She said softly, lowered her eyelashes, and said no more.

If there is no need for dual cultivation, then Nangong Si can be with anyone, and she may no longer have a reason to stay with him shamelessly. She also has dignity and does not want to beg Nangong Si to love her and show mercy to her. Nangong Si used this piece of jade pendant to make a break, so that he could remember it in the future.

"Do you understand...um...do you understand what I mean?"

"……Um."

Nangong Si was overjoyed when he heard this, but still said stupidly: "Well, if you are willing...actually...you can call me like you did when you were a child in the future, I...I think that is good...Oh, I'm sorry... …I really don’t know what to say…sigh…”

He sighed twice in a row, and in the end he couldn't bear it anymore. He covered his eyes and sighed: "Oh my God, what on earth am I talking about?"

This time it was Ye Wangxi's turn to be at a loss. She looked up blankly, and suddenly seemed to understand something. Her eyes widened slightly, and then a thin trace of blood appeared on her face.

The bamboo leaves were flying on the Naihe bridge, the hem of her clothes was flying gently, the jade pendant was warm, and the bright red tassels were fluttering between her fingers.

After a while, Ye Wangxi hesitated, tentatively, and called out very softly: "Si?"

In an instant, whether it was an illusion or not, Nangong Si felt that her voice, which had been distorted by the voice-changing spell to the point that it could never be restored, was vaguely soft and gentle in the blurry wind.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Wangxi's face. The morning glow filled the sky like brocade, reflecting her eyebrows. She smiled. She still had the familiar handsome and upright look, but there was something in her slightly closed eyes. There were tiny bits of light flashing, but she couldn't hold it back, and tears finally rolled down from her smiling face.

Nangong Si looked at her, looking at this face, and a vague impression from his childhood came back to him.

It was a little girl, young and immature, with rosy cheeks, long eyelashes, and a very soft and sweet appearance.

At that time, Ye Wangxi had not been sent to the dark city by Nangong Liu to practice mental skills. She had just been picked up by Xu Shuanglin not long ago, and she followed Nangong Si all day long to learn some basic spells.

That day, in order to train them, Nangong Liu asked them to go to the simplest illusion in the Confucian Feng Sect to try their skills. The illusion was not difficult, but it was a bit scary. They were all ghosts who died in vain, lingering in it, with disheveled hair and a faint sound. whimper.

Nangong Si had no intention of paying attention to Ye Wangxi at first, and just focused on conquering the demons by himself. Unexpectedly, as he walked, he found that Ye Wangxi had not followed him. He was a little girl huddled in the ruined temple in the fantasy world, not daring to move.

He looked back at her, snorted, and was about to leave, but suddenly he saw a hanged ghost floating behind her, sticking out its bright red tongue to wrap around her throat——

"ah--!"

When the little girl realized it, it was already too late. She was so frightened that she could only scream, but could not do anything. She hugged the sword in her arms and turned away.

But nothing happened.

When she timidly opened her eyes, she found Nangong Si standing in front of her. The hanging ghost had been repelled by his sword and attached to the lightning talisman. Amidst the dancing lightning and fireworks, he turned his head and lowered his head. He looked at her, originally wanting to reprimand her, but the girl's expression was so pitiful, like a frightened cat, with her round eyes open, and tears burst out without holding back.

Nangong Si was stunned for a moment, and then said after a long while: "You, why are you so useless, you are even afraid of ghosts..."

"That's a ghost!" Ye Wangxi cried loudly, "If I'm not afraid of ghosts anymore, what else should I be afraid of?"

Nangong Si: "... Why are you girls so useless?"

"Then I want it to be useful!" the beautiful little girl cried, with snot running down her nose in frustration, "Who wants to hold you back? I also want to help, but you are walking so fast, and you can't Wait a minute...I...I'm just afraid of ghosts..."

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