Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

In an instant, a fragment flashed in Wu Xingxue's mind——

It was also the time when he shouldn't have made a sound, and in such a posture, Xiao Fuxuan's hand was covering him. He even remembered the touch of the other's thumb on the tip of his nose, and the shallow breathing that brushed against the bone of his ear when he spoke in a low voice.

His shoulders and neck tensed for a moment, and he said softly under the opponent's palm: Xiao Fuxuan, do you know how reckless it is to touch a demon from behind?

That is the gate of life, and it is too easy to attract instinctive killing moves.

I know. Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice, But Wu Xingxue...you took back your energy.

Wu Xingxue was stunned from that clip.

He realized with hindsight that he also instinctively curled his fingers when he was patted on the shoulder. When he bumped into Xiao Fuxuan's chest and heard the other party's voice, he slowly lost his energy.

When he reacted, he had already been taken to a sheltered corner by Xiao Fuxuan.

The bazaar is still bustling, but it's all outside the walls.

Wu Xingxue looked at the steaming heat from the tea stand in the distance and asked, Is this really an illusion?

The palm on his lips moved slightly and withdrew.

What did you say? Xiao Fuxuan said, It was too noisy outside, I couldn't hear you clearly.

I said, is this really an illusion? It's too real. Wu Xingxue looked outside the wall for a while.

Xiao Fuxuan replied, That's right.

Wu Xingxue asked again, What is the calculation?

Xiao Fuxuan: The realm is an illusion, and the scene is the real scene.

Wu Xingxue: ...

He was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said, Shangxian, it is not an explanation if there are more than six words.

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

He glanced at Wu Xingxue, seemingly speechless, but he still opened his mouth to say more: Luohuashan City has long since disappeared, and now it appears out of thin air, which is naturally a fantasy. But the scene of the mountain city is not fake, it was once a certain Falling Flower Terrace in a day.

The Falling Flower Terrace once fell down one day?

Wu Xingxue looked at the market again.

This is really too coincidental. As soon as they came out of the Valley of Compassion, Luohuatai changed.

In the past, there was always a spark of fire, but now as soon as they stepped into the mountains, the change was no longer just the fire, but the Falling Flower Terrace on a certain day of the year.

Once it can be said to be a coincidence, if there are more coincidences, then there is no purpose.

If it was the Falling Flower Terrace one day...

What do you want them to know? Or do something?

Wu Xingxue thought about it, turned her head and said, Xiao Fuxuan, do you have a good memory?

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

Tiansu Shangxian's expression was a bit indescribable.

Without waiting for Wu Xingxue to speak again, he said, I can't see which day this is.

Wu Xingxue: I obviously haven't asked.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him: It's written on his face.

Wu Xingxue: ...

Row.

He really wanted to ask this question, but Tiansu Shangxian blocked his mouth in advance, but he was not very reconciled.

He looked at the street market, and the tall figure had disappeared, drowning in the hustle and bustle of people somewhere. Without looking back, he asked, The one you said you couldn't call just now, is that you?

After asking, he mumbled subconsciously: It should be, I will never admit it wrong.

Xiao Fuxuan, who was behind him, suddenly said, Why?

Wu Xingxue turned to look at him: Huh?

Xiao Fuxuan withdrew his gaze from the market, and his eyes fell slightly on him, Why don't you admit your mistake?

Wu Xingxue opened his mouth but did not answer, and suddenly fell silent.

The tea stall boy shouted again for a long time, breaking the atmosphere of this corner.

Wu Xingxue hurriedly turned his head, glanced at it, and changed the subject: Since you came here back then, do you still remember—

He said, and when he turned back, he saw Tiansu Shangxian's coffin face looking at the tea stall.

Wu Xingxue: ...

He paused, then suddenly laughed.

This seemed to be the first time he had laughed without any burdens or obstacles since he woke up from the Canglang Northern Territory. It wasn't to scare people, it wasn't a sneer, it wasn't helpless to be angry, and it wasn't thinking about other things while laughing.

Xiao Fuxuan looked away from the tea stall and looked at him. After a while, he said, Have you finished laughing, finished laughing and left.

After speaking, he took the sword and lifted his foot out of the corner.

Wu Xingxue followed one step behind, and there was a laugh in his words: Hey, I haven't finished asking yet.

Since there is Xiao Fuxuan in this fantasy, let him try to recall, when he came to Luohuashan City, he had encountered something strange.

But Wu Xingxue thought again, it was hundreds of years ago, after so long, who still remembers those.

So after he finished speaking, he changed his mind and said, Forget it, you can treat me like I didn't speak.

Xiao Fuxuan seemed to be able to guess what he meant and said, I have been to this mountain city many times.

The implication is that just based on a figure, it is really impossible to judge which time it is, let alone remember what happened at the beginning.

Wu Xingxue nodded: Where is this going now?

As soon as the words fell, they happened to reach a high ground. As soon as Wu Xingxue raised his eyes, he could have a panoramic view of the winding crowd in front of him.

A little further away, he saw the familiar back again. Because of his outstanding appearance and height, he was very eye-catching in the crowd.

That is Xiao Fuxuan in the illusion.

Are you following yourself? Wu Xingxue asked.

This sounded really weird, Xiao Fuxuan said um and said nothing.

Then why didn't you just follow up and drag me to the corner? Wu Xingxue said again.

This sounded even weirder than the previous sentence, Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth: Too close, you will be noticed.

Too.

Wu Xingxue thought, after all, the Tiansu Shangxian in the illusion is also Tiansu Shangxian, and there are two people behind at that distance, it is impossible for them to be unaware.

Just imagine if there is always someone of unknown origin behind him, if that person is exactly the same as himself...

That fight is all light, and the ultimate move is probably already shot.

No wonder Xiao Fuxuan wanted to cover his mouth before.

***

Luohuashan City is said to stretch for twelve miles, with no end in sight.

After walking through the lights for less than a mile, they suddenly smelled a very strong fragrance.

This smell was almost the only thing left in the whole street, and Wu Xingxue was given a headache by the smell. He pressed against the tip of his nose and whispered, This must be the rouge gouache that overturned a whole car, right?

Sure enough, I could hear the noise and complaints in front of me. However, the people coming and going were rather curious to watch the fun, and they were stuck in a dilemma in front of them.

I saw a shop assistant jumping two steps like a skinny monkey, climbed onto the booth, and said to everyone: Everyone, don't be in a hurry, don't scold, be safe and don't be impatient. That's the rouge from Li Ji's house next door. Somehow, I encountered a falling rock, smashed the stall cart, and the rouge gouache powder box was scattered all over the ground, and it is clear now.

There are actually falling rocks in Luohuashan City? Wu Xingxue was a little surprised.

Because it was against the tip of his nose, his voice was muffled.

Xiao Fuxuan turned his head to hear clearly, and said, It's really weird.

Normally, this mountain city has every year, and the pavilions and shops are built on the mountain, and they are placed on the mountain. Where it is stable and where the danger is should have been clearly felt. If there are falling rocks from time to time, it is impossible for Luohuashan City to be so grand and lively.

Don't all the roof tiles in this mountain city have been reinforced by Xianmen? Many people in the crowd also questioned, How can there be falling rocks? I haven't seen such a thing in so many years.

Indeed. Xiao Er said, Indeed, our shopkeeper said that he has already sent people to invite people from the Feng family, don't be afraid.

Feng Family again?

Wu Xingxue himself couldn't remember those fairy gates, so he was deeply impressed by the Hua family. The Feng family is probably the second most impressive to him, because just before the entrance of Zhaoye City, they also heard about the relationship between the new city owner Xue Li and the Feng family. Disaster.

If there is trouble in Shanshi, I will go to the nearest Xianmen, or the most powerful Xianmen nearby. Xiao Fuxuan explained.

While speaking, Wu Xingxue caught a glimpse of the Xiao Fuxuan they were following suddenly stopped, and glanced behind him across the crowd.

Wu Xingxue reacted very quickly this time. He quickly grabbed the person next to him, hurriedly dragged him into the nearest store, and used the corridor to avoid it.

Compared with the crowd gathered in front, this store will be much deserted. There was only a middle-aged man with drooping eyes behind the wooden cabinet, scratching his abacus.

Hearing the voice, he didn't lift his head, and slowly called out in a hoarse voice: Little Er, someone is coming.

Wu Xingxue was about to go out as soon as he avoided it, but he saw a bell hanging from the elevated side of the counter. It was also made of white jade, and there was a warm light flowing under the lamp.

At first glance, it is eight-point similar to Mengling.

After such a pause, a chubby figure stepped on the wooden stairs and rolled downstairs.

What kind of person from the shopkeeper is coming? Another person? Our store has been really strange for the past two days! a handful.

Wu Xingxue's hands were as cold as ice, and the little fat man shivered from the cold, so he fixed his eyes on the two of them, and then for some reason he stayed in place.

He looked at Xiao Fuxuan, and then at Wu Xingxue, his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't speak for a long time.

What's wrong with you? Wu Xingxue rubbed his fingertips, wondering if his hands were too cold, making people feel stupid.

The little fat man waved his hand quickly: No no no no.

Maybe he was close at the moment and moved a lot. In addition, the smell of rouge gouache all over the street is not so strong in this corner.

Wu Xingxue smelled a faint smell from the wind that the little fatty raised his hand. The smell dissipated as soon as I was not careful, and there was no trace of it when I smelled it again.

Others may not notice it at all.

But Wu Xingxue was different. He had been deeply impressed by the smell in his dream before, and smelled it for the second time at the entrance of Zhaoye City.

This is the third time today-

On this little fat man, there is actually the yin and tide of people who practice corpse Taoism like Sang Yu and Xue Li.

This store is unusual.

The little fat man hesitated for a while, and finally caught the shopkeeper's attention. The middle-aged man behind the counter put aside his abacus, and asked slowly, Little Er, don't be slow, do you two want to stay at the store?

Wu Xingxue remembered the weird smell of yin and tide just now, and the dream bell hanging on the shelf, and was about to say stay.

I saw the shopkeeper raised his head.

The middle-aged man finally saw the visitor's appearance clearly. He was startled first, then slowly opened his mouth, and the reaction was exactly the same as that of the little fat man.

After a while, he raised his tone and asked, Wait a minute, didn't you two just check out?

Wu Xingxue swallowed again with the word stay.

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