Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Not knowing or remembering, but hearing about it.

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Just heard.

Wu Xingxue stood quietly, still not looking back.

The redness in his eyes had not faded away, and he looked at a certain point in the void and asked: Then... who is the Wu Xingxue you have heard of?

He waited for a while and heard the answer.

Xiao Fuxuan was quiet for a moment and said, Zhaoye City Lord.

After a long time, Wu Xingxue responded softly: Oh.

He suddenly felt that people were really strange. Obviously this scene has been expected for a long time, and I have imagined it countless times in the past hundred years, but I still feel sad when I actually hear this answer.

He was actually still sad.

The feeling was like the front of his heart pressing against the tip of a sword. He lowered his eyes and watched with his own eyes as the blade slowly drove in inch by inch.

He heard himself speak softly again, saying, In that case, you must have heard of Zhaoye City.

I've heard of it. The person behind him said, This is where most of the evil spirits in the world live.

Most of the places where evil spirits gather... Wu Xingxue repeated.

His eyes still fell on that point in the void until the mist on his pupils faded, then he blinked and said: The person who told you the rumors must talk a lot, and his words are long-winded and difficult to pronounce. Why don't I do it? Let me tell you, when ordinary people talk about Zhaoye City, they always only have two words: Devil's Nest. When they talk about the Lord of Zhaoye City, they only use two words...

He paused and said, Devil.

The process of slowly driving the sword tip against his heart was too long and too difficult. He might not be able to stand upright until the end. It would be better for him to take a step forward and fight to the end.

The blood on his fingers dripped into a shallow puddle on the ground. He lowered his eyes and looked at it, his voice melting into the night like mist: The person who told you the rumor probably only heard about it and has never fought against that devil. . Otherwise, he should warn you, if you see that devil, never chat with him like this. Remember to draw the sword as quickly as possible, otherwise...

He stopped talking and heard the man behind him reply: How about that.

Otherwise you wouldn't be able to kill him.

The moment the words fell, a cold wind suddenly blew through the entire pavilion. When the wind suddenly passed through, pale frost instantly covered the entire second floor.

The chill was so overwhelming that it could freeze a living person instantly, making him unable to breathe. Regardless of whether he is a god or a demon, all the energy in his body will be completely stagnant at that moment, making it difficult to circulate.

Everyone who had fought against the Lord of Zhaoye City knew how frightening that moment was. Because as long as they move slowly, even for just a blink of an eye, their throats will be clamped.

Those fingers were clearly thin and long, and they looked like they had never been stained with dirt or bear heavy objects. However, they were like heavy chains of cold iron. As long as they were clamped, they could not break free.

Many people died in this way...

But this night was an exception.

The shadow of the golden sword was accompanied by a clear whistling sound like breaking wind, appearing almost at the same time as the white frost. At the moment when the ice was frozen, the sword shadow just faced each other with sharp edges.

There was a sudden sound of breaking ice, and ice and snow flakes exploded.

Two coercive energies collided fiercely, one side was the pure immortal energy with arrogant evil intent, and the other side was the evil breath as thick as ink.

Under the shock, Xiao Fuxuan saw the blurry outline of the devil, enveloped in snow foam and black mist.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the other person's hands were empty and a little... weak and lonely. He always felt that the other person should be holding something in his hand, a knife or a sword.

There should always be some weapons and magic weapons.

Perhaps it was because the demon was missing a sword, so later he would press the demon to the ground with a gap of one sword length.

That was the closest moment they had been to each other in a hundred years, so close that they could see their own reflections in each other's eyes.

Xiao Fuxuan half-knelt on the ground, pressing the devil's shoulder with one hand and holding the sword with the other.

Snow foam swept across the bridge of his nose. He turned his head to blink away the snow foam and then turned back, his eyes scanning across the demon's face.

It's very strange. He is obviously a person he has never seen before, and there is no obvious trace of modification on his face. But he just felt that the other party had it easy.

Those eyes didn't match that nose and lips, but he didn't know what kind of face those eyes should have.

The demon's eyes reflected the color of frost, and the frost-covered ground was mottled with bloodstains. Perhaps due to the influence of the bloodstains, there was also a faint layer of red in the demon's eyes, which was too light to distinguish carefully.

He looked at the light red color and heard the devil's voice.

The devil whispered: Why doesn't your sword come out of its sheath?

His sword hung on the side of the demon's neck, facing a life gate, but it was not actually unsheathed. And as long as it is not truly unsheathed, it cannot be considered a complete killing move.

Xiao Fuxuan frowned and said nothing in reply.

He couldn't explain why. Even when the devil asked, he realized that he had not used his killing move.

He clenched the hand holding the hilt of the sword, looked down at the man wrapped in the thick evil aura, and replied after a long time: It's not that time yet.

It should be because it wasn't the right time yet and he hadn't received the imperial edict to eradicate the demon yet, so he subconsciously left a little leeway.

And not because of anything else.

After hearing his answer, the devil said after a while: That's it...

Rumors in the world say that the great devil of Zhaoye City gave birth to a child.

His appearance does not look like that of a demon, but he is also good at deceiving people. There is some truth to this.

Because when the eyes were half-closed, the ends of the eyes were slightly lowered, giving people the illusion that the devil was sad at that moment.

Xiao Fuxuan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Before he could figure it out, he felt everything suddenly empty under his fingers.

The man who was pinned to the ground suddenly turned into a cloud of snow and mist and dispersed.

Xiao Fuxuan's eyebrows tightened, and then he realized that what he had pinned to the ground just now was actually just an incarnation of the devil. As for me...

The devil's voice sounded two steps away, saying: Xiao Fuxuan.

Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyes suddenly.

The other party called his name, but there was no follow-up. Perhaps it was just to confirm whether he was the Heavenly Immortal who specialized in killing evil spirits.

Those eyes were facing away from the light, and were as dark as ink. The devil looked at him for a long time and said, Next time...

The devil was silent for a moment and said, Don't call me Wu Xingxue.

When the words fell, the tall and thin figure dispersed like snow foam again.

Seeing the snow foam really dissipating in the wind, Xiao Fuxuan stood up with his sword in hand.

He suddenly felt... this pavilion was too lonely.

***

After that day, Zhaoye City was shrouded in dark clouds for a long time.

Because everyone who saw Wu Xingxue returning to the city noticed that the city lord's expression was lazily showing a bit of embarrassment. His face was pale and colorless, and when illuminated by the early morning light, it was paler than cloud smoke. This made his half-lidded eyes extremely dark, making it even more difficult to see through.

Some unknown evil spirits thought that it was because his spirit was damaged or injured in some way, and it was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so for several days in a row, people tried to get in.

It wasn't difficult for them to get in, it was even smooth.

But it didn't take long for the other demons in Zhaoye City to realize. Those people never came out again.

So for a while, the entire Zhaoye City was a little restless. No one likes to be suppressed and threatened silently by an absolutely powerful person, but they can't escape their instinct.

During that time, some previous arguments were brought up again——

Some evil spirits said: The city lord designated this place as the Devil's Cave, Zhaoye City, to attract all the evil spirits to live here. Maybe there is some other purpose.

Someone else echoed, I've been saying this for a long time, but it's a pity that no one believes it.

In fact, it is not that no one believed it. When the evil spirits first gathered at this time, many people were suspicious. But they stared at Wu Xingxue for a long time and couldn't find any clues.

The devil always does as he pleases, following immediate pleasure. If they don't see any clues after decades, or even a hundred years, they won't bother to think about it anymore.

What's more, they are both evil spirits and their true nature is there. Who would bother to set up a trap that lasts for hundreds of years?

Therefore, those suspicions that suddenly arose did not last long. Just like before, they disappeared within a few days and no one mentioned it again.

They settled in Zhaoye City calmly, as if all the evil spirits in the world were born to submit to this place.

***

After the Apricot Lantern Festival, Wu Xingxue didn't step out of Zhaoye City for a long time.

Later, they met several times, maybe it was God's will in the dark, or maybe it was a kind of destiny between immortals and demons. Every time it was the most inappropriate state, the most inappropriate occasion, the most undesirable moment to be seen... So every time it was a mess all over the floor.

Later, when he went to the human world, Wu Xingxue would always deliberately avoid places where Xiao Fuxuan might appear.

He has heard countless people call him the Lord of Zhaoye City, and he has also heard countless people say that he is unscrupulous and evil, but he can treat them as normal and turn a deaf ear. But he could never stand in front of Xiao Fuxuan so calmly.

The feeling was actually more uncomfortable than splitting one's soul.

Wu Xingxue avoided it for a long time.

I heard that during that period, Tiansu Shangxian frequently received imperial edicts from heaven, always traveling to and from the north end. I also heard that Tiansu always works in the north, but sometimes appears in the south.

They seemed to be going around in circles with the entire human world as their boundary.

When they were far away, they were separated by mountains and seas, but they were listening to the news of another person among the gossips of the people around them. When it is close, it is the distance of a city.

Once, Wu Xingxue caught a glimpse of Xiao Fuxuan from a distance, and immediately turned his back, taking a thousand steps forward. And when he landed in another deserted city thousands of miles away, looking at the ruined buildings and horse paths, he suddenly remembered that this was an abandoned imperial city.

He once walked on this horse road with Xiao Fuxuan, and he tapped the mask on his knuckles and asked Xiao Fuxuan: What if one day, there are no immortals and no demons in the world?

They had laughed and chatted about the future, but now they were almost used to walking with their backs to each other.

That day, Wu Xingxue stood on the deserted horse road for a long time, unable to move.

***

This round and round went on for a long time, until one day, Wu Xingxue saw Xiao Fuxuan in the Great Bei Valley.