Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

It was just night in the Great Bei Valley that day, the wind had not stopped, and the dust and mist filled the air.

Wu Xingxue saw a tall figure standing silently in the fog, looking across the long suspension bridge at the huge and desolate valley.

He was so familiar with the outline of that figure that even if he couldn't see the face clearly, he knew it was Xiao Fuxuan.

Like countless times before, Wu Xingxue turned on her toes, trying to leave before the other party noticed. But as soon as he took two steps, he vaguely smelled the smell of blood.

The smell of blood gave Xiao Fuxuan's figure a sense of loneliness, and that state was rare in him.

Wu Xingxue stopped.

After a long time, he sighed softly and turned around.

He put on the most difficult to see through disguise, covered his eyes with a very light white shadow, and even added a scar at the end of his eye.

…

He restrained all the demonic energy and stepped on the sandy ground of the Great Bei Valley with his boots, making a soft sand sound. The noise was particularly clear at night, so the people looking at Huanggu turned their heads and looked at him.

Wu Xingxue paused.

He stood in the other person's eyes, with an unfamiliar face and an unfamiliar voice, pretending to be a passerby who was about to cross the valley, and said: I... smelled blood here, so I came over to take a look. .”

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes stayed on his face for a long time before he glanced down at his hands.

Wu Xingxue looked there and saw that the hand holding his sword was dripping with blood. I don’t know where I was injured.

In his memory, Xiao Fuxuan rarely bleeds like this, unless his spirit was severely damaged. Wu Xingxue stared at the dazzling bloodstains, feeling as if her heart was pricked.

He frowned slightly, but his tone was as low as that of a stranger who met by chance. Even his good intentions were just scratches: Your hand has been bleeding, you must be injured. I brought some medicine with me. If you need it, superior--

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fuxuan's wrist moved, as if it was a blindfold, and the blood flowing all over his hand disappeared without a trace in an instant.

His faint voice sounded: No need.

really.

Wu Xingxue thought in his heart.

In the past, people in the Immortal City always liked to say that the Immortals in Tiansu were unkind. The most common answers were no need and no need, leaving no room for intimacy and goodwill.

At the beginning, Wu Xingxue felt that this was too exaggerated. The Xiao Fuxuan he knew was just cold. In fact, he always responded to whatever you did or said.

It wasn't until now that Wu Xingxue realized that those descriptions didn't seem wrong.

With a no need, he had nothing to say.

Wu Xingxue blinked slightly and suddenly regretted coming over. He laughed at himself in his heart, but when he looked up again, his expression was as usual. He even smiled and said politely: You really don't need it?

Um.

Then I won't bother you any more.

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes still fell on his face. When he saw him smiling, he frowned slightly for some reason.

Just when Wu Xingxue was about to turn around and walk away, Tiansu, who had always been taciturn, suddenly spoke and asked in a deep voice, Aren't you going to die?

Wu Xingxue was startled, then turned around and said, What?

You came here just to ask if you need medicine, why don't you leave from the valley? Xiao Fuxuan looked at him with dark eyes, and there was a faint white mist in front of him when he spoke.

Wu Xingxue reacted - at night in the wilderness, there are often evil things disguised as humans, and it is normal for anyone to ask more.

He replied with a natural expression: The only thing we have to do is wait for dawn.

As he spoke, he raised his chin towards a nearby place: Look, everyone who wants to pass through the valley is waiting there.

There is a tea shed with dots of lanterns hanging in it. Sometimes the cars and horses don't want to cross the valley late at night, so they stop there. People of all ages gathered around the lights that drove away spirits, and beside them were horses resting with their tails wagging. Some of them, who are good at magic, will patrol around a few times to confirm safety.

This is the norm that can be seen every day in the Great Bei Valley.

At this time, there were some carriages and horses resting far away in the tea shed. Wu Xingxue's dress was like that of someone who was patrolling around. It was a good cover-up, and there was no flaw in it.

After he answered this sentence, he thought that Xiao Fuxuan should believe it and would not have any more doubts. But at this point, they really have nothing to say.

Just when this thought flashed across his mind, Xiao Fuxuan actually spoke again. That deep voice swept along the night wind and said, What's wrong with your eyes?

Wu Xingxue was stunned and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it. He touched the uneven scar at the end of his eye, and then he remembered that he had tampered with the eye a little.

He thought for a while and replied: I was injured a little before, leaving a little scar, and occasionally white shadows would appear in my pupils.

Xiao Fuxuan: Didn't you bring the medicine with you?

Wu Xingxue paused for a moment, then remembered that Baiyi could be treated with many pills, often with immediate results. Since he himself had said to carry medicine with him before, there was no reason to wait until Bai Yi was blindfolded.

He said Huh to cover up the moment of pause, shook his head and said: Ordinary methods don't work.

Once you get this started, the rest of the words will fall into place easily.

Wu Xingxue pointed to the narrow mouth of the Great Bei Valley and said, I want to cross the valley this time, and I also want to go to a larger immortal sect to seek medical treatment.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at his finger and then looked back.

Wu Xingxue originally thought that with his character, he would end the topic with Oh. Who would have thought that he would actually drive again?

He stopped and said softly: Mengdu Feng family?

Ever since Zhaoye City and a big devil came into existence, there have been more immortal sects in the world, but those are still the ones with the greatest reputation. Going in that direction is another bigger fairy sect, and most people's first reaction is indeed the Feng family.

But Wu Xingxue frowned.

Because of the chaotic line in the past, his impression of the Feng family was not good. He denied it and said, No.

In that direction, apart from the Feng family, the only one who also often had people seeking medical advice was the Hua family. So Wu Xingxue replied: I'm going to Chunfan City.

Xiao Fuxuan said Oh.

Wu Xingxue raised an eyebrow, thinking that this was the reticent Tiansu in rumors. But then he remembered the silhouette of Xiao Fuxuan looking into the deep valley...

Obviously he was just standing on the edge of the cliff holding a sword, but it made everyone who saw it feel sad for no reason.

He couldn't help but ask: What about you?

Xiao Fuxuan turned to look at him.

Wu Xingxue asked: Why did you come to this Valley of Great Sorrow?

In fact, Xiao Fuxuan rarely answered such questions from others. Most of the things he did in his life were related to Tianzhao, so he couldn't say much. Over time, it became a habit. When asked any questions, I would always answer them briefly, either I have something to do or I have no comment.

But after listening to Wu Xingxue's question, he fell silent, slightly lost in thought.

After a moment, he said: I happened to pass by.

This answer is very unlike Xiao Fuxuan. He always has a neat temperament and will not suddenly stop and stare at a place he happens to be passing by for such a long time.

Wu Xingxue actually wanted to ask a few more questions, but as a stranger who met by chance, he had no position to ask.

So for a long time afterwards, he never knew why Xiao Fuxuan stood in front of the Valley of Great Sorrow that day.

Only Xiao Fuxuan himself knows...

The reason why he stopped in front of the Great Bei Valley that day was because he had overheard that Yun Hai died at the mouth of an evil demon in the Great Bei Valley. A statue of Yun Hai's past was erected in the Great Bei Valley to commemorate him.

Later, it is said that all the immortals who were knocked down to the earth had a statue here.

The entire Valley of Great Sorrow is like an unknown and silent tomb, where immortals no longer known to mortals sleep forever.

Xiao Fuxuan was never a melancholy person, and he had no intention of going into the valley to disturb him. But when he happened to pass by this desolate deep valley, whenever he thought of a few words like the immortal who was knocked down from the world or no longer known, he would always stop and look at the invisible land. The deep valley at the end.

For some reason, every time he stood here, he looked at the misty dust and mist of the Great Bei Valley. He always feels that he should be missing someone too...

It was a strange and contradictory feeling.

As long as he stands in this valley of great sorrow, he will have a trace of yearning for no reason. But he also knew that it was not anyone in the statue at the bottom of the valley.

He didn't know who he was missing, but as long as that kind of missing suddenly appeared, it was like... he would never be happy again in this life.

The last time he suddenly had this thought was when he saw the well-known devil Wu Xingxue from a distance in the south.

After that, he was troubled by the incident in Canglang Northern Territory for nearly sixty years and was never able to visit the human world again.

This time we passed through the Dabei Valley, nearly two hundred years ago in Qinghe.

***

Wu Xingxue originally planned to just pretend for a while, and when Xiao Fuxuan, who happened to pass by, left, he would take off his disguise, turn around and walk through the valley to the other end.

However, things always happen beyond his expectation.

There was something strange happening in the Great Bei Valley that day. I don't know if it was caused by evil spirits or something else. In short, it was quite thrilling. So much so that Tiansu Shangxian actually changed his mind and stayed at the Great Bei Valley for one night.

If he didn't leave, Wu Xingxue had no choice but to tell his lies, and rested in the tea shed all night with that false appearance.

Thank God, there were many carriages there, and one of them happened to help him block the ghost lights from the crowd.

The dignified Lord of Zhaoye City didn't even have a bed. He sat at a square table in the dusty wilderness, leaning his head, and listened to the chatter and gossip of the group of travelers all night long. It's actually more comfortable than a sparrow.

He half-squinted his long eyes and lazily looked at those people, knowing in his heart that there was a person sitting silently on the top of the thatched hut, controlling this area.

That was the person who had promised... to stay with him for one hundred years, three hundred years, or even longer.

They once kissed under the stars in the sky, just like those eternal lovers in the world.

And in the blink of an eye, two hundred years have passed.

***

Early the next morning, the carriages and horses that were resting around the tea shed set off one after another, carrying merchants' goods and taking people of all ages through the valley, in a long line, along the narrow valley road.

Wu Xingxue sighed in his heart, thinking that my day and night were really ridiculous. But he still followed the car and horse team leisurely, stopping and walking through the Great Sadness Valley.

Occasionally when a bird flies by, he will raise his head under the cover of the light. Although there was no trace, he still knew that Xiao Fuxuan was on the top of the cliff.

There were old people and children in the carriage team. They walked slowly and it took them nearly a whole day to cross the long valley.

Most people went to the main city of Mengdu, and a small number of people turned to the branch road to Chunban City.

Wu Xingxue was still taking his time. When he passed through the gate of Chunfan City, those who were traveling with him quickly disappeared into Zongheng

In the streets and alleys, there is no trace.

Only Wu Xingxue paused...

Because from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure holding a sword and leaning against the bluestone brick wall of the narrow alley. He wanted to pretend not to know, but because he had already stopped a small step, pretending any longer would reveal his flaws.

So he stopped and turned to look at the narrow alley on one side.

He pretended not to know, and asked Xiao Fuxuan with a little doubt: Did you also come here with the carriage team? Why didn't I see you all the way?

Xiao Fuxuan did not answer, but said: Are you going to stay at Hua's house?

Wu Xingxue thought for a moment and said, That's not true. I've been walking for too long today, and it's too shameful to look disgraced. I have to rest for a while, and I won't bother you again tomorrow.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced out the alley and saw there was an inn not far away.

Wu Xingxue looked at him and suddenly asked: Why do you want to come to Chunfan City?

Xiao Fuxuan frowned slightly and then relaxed, saying: So... thank you for the pill you planned to give me.

Wu Xingxue was startled.

In fact, at a certain moment, he almost had an illusion, especially when he asked and answered everything Xiao Fuxuan said, he almost forgot that he was now the famous devil in Zhaoye City.

Xiao Fuxuan sent him all the way here, what else could be the reason?

Rather than being suspicious of his identity, Thank you for the elixir is already a good answer. With Xiao Fuxuan's character, he would indeed act like this.

Wu Xingxue said Oh and smiled.

He heard Xiao Fuxuan look at him for a while, and then said in a deep voice: I still have something to do, you -

Xiao Fuxuan paused for some reason and said: Forget it, let's go first.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the long alley.

Wu Xingxue stood there for a long time. When she felt that the other party was really gone, her tense shoulders slowly relaxed. The aura went north. He waited until the aura completely disappeared before raising his eyes to look north.

It was nearly evening, and the sky was filled with crimson, making the official roads of Chunban City glow with a faint red.

Wu Xingxue stood on the official road, losing her disguise layer by layer.

In fact, he hasn't spoken that many words to others for a long time, and he hasn't raised an eyebrow or smiled at a certain moment. He was in a good mood for a moment, but the moment he took off his disguise, he became gloomy again.

He chatted with people he was once close to, but in the face of strangers.

***

When he walked out of Spring Banner Castle, he received a letter from Teruya Castle.

Several of his so-called subordinates went to Quebuluo, only to find that the mansion was empty. They sent a letter asking: City Lord, where have you been?

He was too lazy to reply. He rubbed it with his fingertips a few times, and the letter turned into ashes.

He said in his heart: Who knows.

Wu Xingxue actually had something to do when he came out, and he wanted to find someone——

He left some innocuous marks on those two little boys back then. It has no other effect, but if they are reincarnated as adults one day, he can sense something.

After all, I followed him for so long...

This time I went out because there was some movement in the mark. Logically speaking, it should be those two little ones who were reincarnated.

The imprint is divided into two sides, one is in a village near Wuduanhai, and the other is in the southern suburbs of Mianzhou. In short... none of them are thousands of miles away from Spring Banner City.

He didn't have any other plans, he just wanted to take a look and get the news.

Unexpectedly, when Wu Xingxue went to those two places, those two marks had disappeared.

It is often said among the people that children born in the middle of winter are more likely to die young and difficult to feed. Those two little ones happened to be reincarnated in the cold land of the north, and they were not from wealthy families. They disappeared as soon as they landed.

When Wu Xingxue looked for it, he only saw a small grave in the ice and snow.

Even the two families themselves didn't know that on that night when they were wiping away tears, the infamous devil had gone behind their house and silently laid a small stone beside their newly piled grave bags. Take the pine nut candies that fairy children once loved.

***

After that, Wu Xingxue would often place some talismans for tracing people. Folded into the shape of some paper figures or paper birds, two were used to sniff the reincarnation marks of the two little boys, and one... sniffed the Immortal Tiansu.

His original intention was to detect the trace early so that he could avoid it easily.

But his missing person talisman always failed on Xiao Fuxuan, so he would still bump into him in the human world.

Sometimes it's because you can't dodge, and sometimes it's due to other inexplicable reasons. Perhaps it was destined to be unavoidable. I don’t know when Wu Xingxue would see Xiao Fuxuan again, but he would always put on the most difficult-to-distinguish disguise.

Just like that encounter in the Valley of Great Sorrow, he wore different appearances and skins, and in those years, he became a passerby with different faces around Xiao Fuxuan.

Sometimes it was because he felt a little sad when he saw the other party's lonely figure. Sometimes he found that the other person was injured and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

At those times, he would always put on the shell of a stranger and walk over to talk to Xiao Fuxuan.

Tiansu Shangxian seems to be gentler in front of the people than the immortals in Xiandu. So it was strange that Xiao Fuxuan was notoriously difficult to get close to, but they ended up talking to each other every time they met, and every time they got along was considered a pleasure.

But as happy as the process was, Wu Xingxue was so calm afterward.

In those years, Tiansu was wrapped up in many affairs, and the number of times he could set foot on the human world was not many. He would often go five years in the blink of an eye and ten years in the blink of an eye.

So, that state

It lasted for a long time...

It was so long that Wu Xingxue once again found the traces of the reincarnation of the two little boys. It was so long that he was in different places and picked up those two people who were having a hard time.

They became the other two long-term residents of Quebuluo, just like they were sitting on the spring breeze.

One of them is named Ning Huaishan and the other is named Fang Chu.

Fang Chu was the older brother. He was a little calmer and could always keep things in order. Ning Huaishan, on the other hand, is much more active and often goes out with Wu Xingxue...

Occasionally, I would bump into Xiao Fuxuan following him.

Later, Ning Huaishan always couldn't understand why the city lord always looked miserable when he came back every time he saw the Immortal. Sometimes I even fall into silence for several days...

If the meeting was so bad, wouldn't it be better to just avoid it?

It's a pity that he never had the courage to ask Wu Xingxue, but even if he asked, he wouldn't get an answer.

Because his city lord couldn't explain it to him. In fact, the meeting between him and Xiao Fuxuan was not bad at all. It was because it was not bad that he was more like this——

Because when he was chatting and laughing with Xiao Fuxuan, he could face any face in the world, except his own.

He has been a stranger with different appearances, speaking random pseudonyms, chatting and laughing for a few times one day, and then being lost in the crowd the next, without any more interactions.

He could be anyone in the market, except Wu Xingxue, the Lord of Zhaoye City.

He was sober, but he couldn't avoid being sad.

He once thought that this would be as endless as when he cut off the chaos under the imperial edict.

Until we meet again...

***

That time it was because Wu Xingxue felt that half of the soul of Shenmu had some slight changes. Although it was not obvious, he was still uneasy and wanted to take a look, so he went to Wutuo Beach.

That day at the beach was not peaceful. For some reason, a group of Immortal Sect disciples gathered together, each with some injuries. Some were supporting each other, some were sitting cross-legged on the spot, and some were walking through the crowd carrying kits, distributing pills to different disciples.

The entire ferry and water village were occupied by them, and it looked a bit chaotic.

Wu Xingxue listened for a while and heard words like evil is causing trouble from their messy discussions. He was not surprised that nearly a hundred disciples of the Immortal Sect could be favored. It would not be a group fight among them.

What he was wondering about was who could be causing trouble here?

As we all know, there are green lanterns guarding the city suspended outside the gate of Zhaoye City, and each one is made by Wu Xingxue. They all know that the function of the Qingming Lantern is to prevent outsiders from intruding into Zhaoye City, but they do not know that those lamps are also helping Wu Xingxue keep an eye on the evil spirits in the city.

He knew very clearly which evil spirits left the city and which ones entered the city every day.

He remembered that only a handful of demons had left the city in the past two days, and none came towards Wuduanhai. Besides, there were not many troublesome people among the demons who came out of the city, so they would not have caused these nearly a hundred disciples to look like this.

But soon he no longer had the intention to think about which evil spirit it was, because the entire ferry fell into even more chaos——

The disciples who had taken the anti-injury pills cried out in pain one after another, and even worse, they were so painful that they grinned and rolled on the ground.

The remaining disciples were so frightened that they did not dare to eat, and the disciples who distributed the elixirs did not dare to move, holding a pocket full of elixirs in shock and confusion.

The disciple opened the mouth of the elixir, and the smell of the elixir quickly drifted over in the wind. Wu Xingxue has seen too many things over the years, and he can understand what the problem is just by smelling it.

He could have left it alone, but the messy scene gave him a headache, and he had to cross the ferry.

So he shook his head, hid his figure, and climbed up to the high eaves of the water village.

Wu Xingxue stood on the top of the eaves, untied the brocade bag around her waist, and fiddled with it a few times with her long fingers.

That's when the eaves made a soft sound.

When Wu Xingxue heard the slight sound of the scabbard, her fingers froze. He didn't need to look back to know who he had met again.

The all-too-familiar Tiansu aura was swept over by the wind, along with a faint smell of blood.

The smell of blood again.

Why do I always have injuries...

Wu Xingxue closed her eyes. The scabbard stopped beside him with a soft sound, and Xiao Fuxuan's voice sounded faintly: There are so many people below, why are you standing on the roof?

Wu Xingxue opened her eyes, something was stabbing her heart, but her face looked as usual.

He was currently wearing an indistinguishable disguise, and as usual, he looked completely unfamiliar. He said in a stranger's tone: Come up and help me. What about you? Who are you and why are you on this roof?

After saying that, he turned to look at the people around him.

I haven't seen him for a while, and Xiao Fuxuan seems to have lost some weight. The lines between the brow bone and the bridge of the nose are sharper, and the eye sockets are deeper. I don't know if it was affected by the smell of blood, but he looked a little tired. But the fatigue was almost invisible, almost covered by the sharp feeling around him.

He lowered his thin eyelids and glanced at the ferry, then looked at Wu Xingxue.

His eyes stopped on Wu Xingxue's face for a long time. He did not answer the question Who are you and why did you go to the roof?, but glanced at the pill in Wu Xingxue's fingers and said in a deep voice: What can I do to help you? Give me medicine?

Wu Xingxue swept over his body and saw no obvious wounds, and the smell of blood was much lighter in the wind. He then replied: That's right. To be precise, I want to change the medicine quietly. They were injured by some demons, and the elixir they took may have been affected by the tide. There are some problems, and they have been crying for a while.

Xiao Fuxuan asked quietly: How do you plan to do it quietly?

... Wu Xingxue choked.

Originally, he could walk through the crowd without anyone noticing, and he was lighter than the wind that passed by quickly. Just changing the medicine, how could he still be the world-famous devil?

But as soon as Xiao Fuxuan came, he couldn't do this. After all, ordinary immortal disciples or ordinary evil spirits couldn't do this.

So Wu Xingxue pretended to think for a while and asked Xiao Fuxuan: I'm careless. I really can't do it. What about you? Which sect are you from? Do you have a way to arrest the people below?

Xiao Fuxuan asked: Which ones?

Wu Xingxue: Everything.

Xiao Fuxuan said lightly Oh, and when the words fell to the ground, everyone in the entire ferry was frozen in that moment, motionless.

Wu Xingxue raised his eyebrows and continued to flip through the brocade bag.

After turning around, he silently raised his head.

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes kept falling on his face. Seeing his not so good look, he moved his lips and said, What?

Wu Xingxue said: The elixir is not big enough.

Xiao Fuxuan: How many are there?

Wu Xingxue: ...ten.

Xiao Fuxuan: ?

There were nearly a hundred people below waiting for medicine, but he only had ten medicines, which was really a big shortage. But what's more interesting is Xiao Fuxuan's expression.

Before he could react, Wu Xingxue was already holding the brocade bag and laughing.

When he finished laughing, he looked up and found Xiao Fuxuan looking at him.

Wu Xingxue paused.

There was a moment of silence in the corner.

Wu Xingxue moved her lips and said, What's wrong?

Xiao Fuxuan withdrew his eyes and said: Nothing. The elixir is not enough, what do you want?

Wu Xingxue lowered his eyes and rummaged through the brocade bag at random, and said: Then we can only use some damaging moves.

Xiao Fuxuan: Huh?

Wu Xingxue pointed at the immortal disciples who were frozen and asked, Is there any way to make them all open their mouths?

Of course he knew that Xiao Fuxuan had a way.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the nearly one hundred Immortal Sect disciples opened their mouths silently, then froze. It was a shocking and funny scene.

There is indeed some damage.

Wu Xingxue smiled for a while and said to Xiao Fuxuan, Then I'll go down first.

After saying that, he jumped down from the high eaves, like a passing cloud. Xiao Fuxuan stood by the eaves for a while, looking down at the wandering clouds falling silently to the ground. After a while, he turned over and jumped down from the eaves.

Wu Xingxue turned the only ten elixirs into the talisman paper, then twisted the talisman paper and burned it into fine ashes. Then he shuttled between the nearly a hundred disciples and put a little bit of paper dust into each mouth.

He was twisting and twisting, then suddenly stopped, turned around and asked Xiao Fuxuan: Can they not see me?

Xiao Fuxuan: What?

Wu Xingxue said: It's nothing, I'm just worried about their appearance and felt they were being tricked, so I came back to look for them.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's gone, it's just a fake appearance, and there's nowhere to look for it. But when he looked past the disciples at Xiao Fuxuan, he suddenly remembered the faint fatigue that the other party had felt before.

He was quiet for a moment, then walked up to Xiao Fuxuan. He said: I have to find someone to keep me company. I can't be alone. Stretch out your hand.

Xiao Fuxuan looked at him with half-lowered eyes. At one moment, he seemed to want to say something. But he just moved his lips, and after a moment of silence, he opened his palms towards Wu Xingxue.

Wu Xingxue looked at the hand she had held when they were intimate, and her heart suddenly felt complicated.

It's strange that after more than two hundred years, he still can't help but want to tease the other person and see Tiansu, who has always been unkind, making exceptions frequently. But when Xiao Fuxuan really made an exception, he couldn't be happy.

Because at this moment, he who asked Xiao Fuxuan to make an exception, with a strange face and a strange name, was someone else, not Wu Xingxue.

Wu Xingxue stood for a while. The corners of his mouth were curved, but his eyes were always lowered. He handed the remaining talisman ashes to Xiao Fuxuan and said with a smile, The rest is up to you.

It wasn't until Xiao Fuxuan walked farther away that Wu Xingxue turned to look at him.

His expression was the same, and there was no clue at all.

As long as he doesn't want to, it seems that no one will ever notice the clues.

Xiao Fuxuan gave the last disciple a little talisman dust and raised his eyes to look at him. Wu Xingxue understood instantly and hid behind the wall of the water village with a smile.

As soon as Xiao Fuxuan moved, the young disciples of the Immortal Sect recovered from their stagnation. They pursed their lips subconsciously, feeling a slight bitterness in their mouths. Before they could have doubts, those who were rolling in pain exclaimed and happily shouted: It seems...it's better!

Others also discovered that the demonic wounds on their bodies were no longer bleeding profusely, and that they were wrapped in black energy and had healed unknowingly.

Wu Xingxue leaned against the wall, listening to the chatter of the Immortal Sect disciples, and then shouted to prepare to leave the ferry.

It didn't take long for the entire ferry to return to silence from the hustle and bustle.

Wu Xingxue straightened up, came out from behind the wall, and met Xiao Fuxuan who was walking towards him.

He paused and looked at the other person.

For a moment, he could barely hold on to the smile in his eyes and on his lips. But in the end, he pointed in the direction of the ferry and said, I've done my little favors along the way, it's time for me to leave.

He was actually a little reluctant...

It's like this every time, just like drinking

Poison quenches thirst.

Xiao Fuxuan turned his back to the already dim light of the sky, his expression a little blurry. Wu Xingxue only saw him frown slightly and then relaxed, and asked, Where do you plan to go?

Originally, Wu Xingxue was going to the Canglang Northern Territory, but when Xiao Fuxuan appeared here, he must also be going to the Canglang Northern Territory. Then he would have to find another place.

Wu Xingxue thought for a while, but didn't say anything specific. He just gave a direction: Towards the south.

He wore a false appearance and appeared as a stranger, so naturally he had no other choice.

This is a passerby who only appears once in a lifetime. It was like this every time he appeared in front of Xiao Fuxuan.

So he didn't even say see you later or anything like that, he just raised his eyes and smiled, then passed Xiao Fuxuan and walked to the ferry.

Just like every time in the past.

A long lantern was carried on the high pole of the ferry, swaying gently in the wind.

When the black-topped boat docked, the smile on Wu Xingxue's face had faded, and his long eyes were half-lowered.

Just as he lifted the string of lights and was about to lower his head and get on the boat, someone came from behind and grabbed his hand.

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a long time, then suddenly turned around and heard Xiao Fuxuan's deep voice.

He said: Wu Xingxue, what do you look like if you don't show off your face?

***

This is a day more than two hundred years later. It is a similar night to the early years of Qinghe. The sky is still gray and snowy by the ferry at Wuduanhai.

The spirit king who was obliterated back then was still not remembered.

But there is always one person in this world who never misses his eyes.