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Chapter 388 Malice of Others

"Linyuan Pavilion is really lofty." Xiao Jin said.

There was a real coldness in her eyes, so cold that it seemed like ice without any temperature.

Wen Zhexue apologized and was speechless.

Xie Lingwan suddenly said: "No, there is something wrong with this matter."

"What's the problem?" Xiao Jin asked coldly.

"Linyuan Pavilion knows that two people with lunar and solar stars cannot meet each other, so why do they accept them under the same sect?" Xie Lingwan said.

"If only one of them is accepted, and the other person never comes into contact with the magical method of Jingtian, then how can it cause the tragedy of only one of the two remaining today?"

Wen Zhexue's complexion suddenly changed, and her black eyebrows, which looked like distant mountains, wrinkled slightly.

"You mean..." Xiao Jin seemed to understand something.

"Everything that happened on the Tianshan Mountain was within their plan." Xie Lingwan held an evergreen rose and lightly tapped the flower on the table.

"The current situation is what Linyuan Pavilion wants to see." Xie Lingwan said.

"The taiyin is captured by the Tianshan Mountains, and the sun burns out and fades, and all living beings can no longer meet each other. Linyuan Pavilion's control over the destiny stars has never been as strong as it is today."

Xie Lingwan raised her hand and stared at Wen Zhexue, seeming to be pitiful and yet sad at the same time.

"Wen Yuchen, they are using you."

"..."

Wen Zhexue lowered her head and said nothing, the bright sky behind her shone brightly, as if angry or sad,
She knew that Xie Lingwan was probably telling the truth. It's just that she has never wanted to think deeply about this before.

The sect arranges everything for the disciple, and her life trajectory has been steadily moving forward in the future predetermined by Tianyi from beginning to end. For an individual named Wen Zhexue, no matter how great the joys and sorrows are, they are just a few cold symbols of time and space.

"Linyuan Pavilion controls Brother Fang's fate, right?" Xiao Jin asked calmly.

"Instead of dominating, perhaps trampling is more appropriate." Xie Lingwan said.

"You can imagine that there are people around you who have carefully compiled a virtual world that is no different from the normal world. This virtual world exists for you alone. The entire sect is acting with you, and their The purpose is just the sun star in you.”

"Snatching and plundering is like a brain in a vat. How is having such a life any different from never waking up?"

Xiao Jin turned to look at Fang Weihan in the courtyard, and deep in his eyes was the darkness made of solid ice.

She never forgot who pulled her out of the abyss of despair, never. Without Fang Weihan, Xiao Jin's life would be more boring than the sky looking up from the bottom of the well.

It is precisely this kind of Fang Weihan... there are always people who want to take everything from him.

Power, status, and even a life star. The hyenas that smelled the smell of blood rushed forward just to tear off a bloody piece of meat from his body.

They all deserve to die.

Linyuan Pavilion, right? Now she can't deal with these Tianshan magicians, but there will always be a way in the future. She is still young, she has plenty of time, she has more than a hundred years to slowly complete her plan.

They can huddle in Tianshan all their lives, but they will always send their disciples down the mountain. Even though they have the largest and most powerful high-end combat power, they cannot withstand the full suppression of the government machine.

The retribution of the soul must be repaid with blood, doubled for the innocent.

Xiao Jin is the calmest person, so calm that he is crazy.

The eldest lady of the Lanling Xiao family has no bottom line or principles in doing things. She can do it without considering any consequences, and she has never considered any consequences.

She only hopes that everyone who intends to harm Fang Weihan will die.

That was what happened later. As for now, Xiao Jin is more concerned about another thing.

"Sister Wen, what is your attitude towards Linyuan Pavilion now?" Xiao Jin asked coldly, "If there is a full-scale war between Dazhou and Linyuan Pavilion, which side will you stand on?"

If it weren't for the fact that Wen Zhexue had tried her best to protect Fang Weihan, Xiao Jin might not even have a good look on her just based on what she just described.

"I..." Wen Zhexue's heart was in confusion.

The fantasy of self-paralysis in the past was directly exposed by Xie Lingwan. She didn't know what attitude she should use now to face the sect that raised her.

Linyuan Pavilion hurt Xiaohan, whom she swore to protect, but the biggest beneficiary of Linyuan Pavilion's actions was herself.

Do you want her to draw a sword against her former comrade? She can't do it.

So let her turn a blind eye to the tragedy that happened to herself and Fang Weihan? She can't do it even more.

It's like autumn sandwiched between summer and winter. If you step forward, the fire will burn your heart; if you step back, the ice will eat your bones.

"Will Wen Yuchen hurt him?" Xie Lingwan asked.

"Of course not." Wen Zhexue showed no hesitation, her pretty face full of determination.

"Then our positions are the same." Xie Lingwan glanced at Xiao Jin, her pink lips slightly pursed, "Don't worry about her, she always gets angry when she hears bad things related to her brother Fang."

Xiao Jin raised his eyes, looked at it coldly, and said, "I can do it on my own without your help."

"Did I ever say I would help you?" Xie Lingwan turned the flower stalks carelessly, watching the soft and slender stems and leaves peeling off into threads bit by bit due to the elemental power.

"Miss Xiao, can you slightly distinguish between the main contradiction and the secondary contradiction?" Xie Lingwan chuckled.

Xiao Jin recovered from the state of anger just now, and the darkness in his eyes faded slightly.

The Wang family of Uehara still dominates the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the foreign tribes in the Northern Desert still dominate the throne. The Vulcan Cult is hiding in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to take Weihan's head below to pay tribute to the evil spirits.

This is indeed not a good time to take revenge on Linyuan Pavilion.

Wen Zhexue hesitated for a moment and then took the initiative to hold her hand.

Under Xiao Jin's surprised and puzzled gaze, she said:

"I can feel Xiaojin's thoughts. Regardless of my identity as Linyuan's disciple, my thoughts are the same as yours."

She owed so much to Xiaohan over the years.

One-third of her soul is very heavy, so heavy that she will never be able to pay it off in her lifetime. The stars in the night sky told herself that Xiao Jin and she were essentially the same kind of people, extremely paranoid but extremely uneasy.

Because of this, she could not have much dislike for Xiao Jin, although she almost made her hatred and murderous intention towards Linyuan Pavilion explicit.

Xiao Jin looked at her hand that was gently held by Wen Zhexue, and moved her lips slightly: "Thank you."

Xie Lingyuan's eyes turned slightly, and a smile appeared on her pretty face: "It seems that we have reached a consensus."

"Then, please think about this issue." Xie Lingwan said.

"The reason why my husband went to Tianshan that year was because he was assigned by Fang Zun."

"Why would he do this? What does he know?"

The water in the pool is as bright as a mirror, covered with dead leaves, and also has the yellow color of dead leaves.

"Yeah, why?"

Within the soundproof barrier, where no one noticed, Yun Shu hugged his chest and muttered to himself.

The girl did not wear shoes, and her slender feet were only covered with a layer of silk stockings as thin as cicada wings. The snow-white color spread down her calves to the roots of her legs, and was joined by a sapphire blue bubble skirt. She crossed her arms and thought deeply, the breeze lifted the wings of her skirt, and she stood tall and graceful, like a glazed porcelain fairy walking out of a painting.

"Alas..." She sighed.

……

……

While the three of them were talking, Fang Weihan and Tao Yunjiang had already passed dozens of moves.

The girl was panting, her cheeks dripping with sweat were white and pink, and her red skirt rose and fell with her sword moves. It was the most dazzling bright color in the monotony of winter.

"Gu Jian is so powerful." Tao Yunjiang said after taking a breath.

She tried her best to learn, but still couldn't break through Fang Weihan's defense. It was clear that he only held Lu Ming's long sword, but it was like a steel Great Wall, always giving her an air of invulnerability and despair.

"That's because I'm great, okay?" Fang Weihan said. "Don't use Gu Jian if you have the ability?" Tao Yunjiang rolled his eyes.

"I learned it based on my ability, why don't I use it?" Fang Weihan said confidently.

"Speaking of which, little master, have you learned it yet?"

Fang Weihan has been her puppet for a long time, without any salary. The arm felt sore and numb, as if it had been struck by lightning.

In addition to suppressing his cultivation, the young master did not hold back at all, as if he was treated as a big sandbag for testing sword moves.

"Soon, right away." Tao Yunjiang said vaguely.

"Almost...how long do you mean?" Fang Weihan grasped the key point.

"Soon means fast, which means immediately." Tao Yunjiang said.

"you……"

Fang Weihan sat down on the threshold, casually leaning Lu Ming aside and laying it out.

"I am tired." Fang Weihan said.

"No! I haven't learned it yet!"

Tao Yungang tugged on him, trying to pull him up to continue sparring, but found that he didn't move. He was like a bastard who had eaten a weight, leaning on the threshold, and no matter how hard she tried, he couldn't pull it up.

The girl opened her eyes wide, puffed her mouth, and was a little angry at Fang Weihan's actions. She walked to Fang Weihan with her sword in hand and sat down without any grace.

"Teach me." Tao Yunjiang said.

"I don't want to teach." Fang Weihan changed the topic, "Unless you tell me how much you have learned now."

"..." The girl struggled for a moment, feeling a little unwilling, but she still told the truth:
"About half a percent."

Fang Weihan: "?"

"Half completed? Doesn't that mean you haven't learned anything?" Fang Weihan asked in surprise.

"I've learned a little bit!" Tao Yunjiang said unconvinced.

She conjured a grape with her left hand, threw it high up, and then swung out her sword without looking. The sharp sword blade happened to cut through the middle of the grape, cutting out the pulp and seeds of the lotus root.

Quite cool, but useless.

"Are you...cutting fruit?" Fang Weihan said.

"I heard that there is a profession that specializes in cutting fruits. This skill is quite profound. It can even achieve supreme combos at its most advanced level. People often call them 'ninja'. Are you one of them?" "

Tao Yunjiang: "..."

She had no choice but to punch him directly on the chest, interrupting Fang Weihan's nonsense.

"What kind of ninja, what kind of fruit, whatever!"

"Do you think this grape is a weapon? Is it the prototype of Gu Jian?"

Fang Weihan thought: "Don't tell me, it's really impressive."

It took him three months to learn Gu Jian, but Tao Yunjiang learned half of it in just half an afternoon.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

No wonder that old guy Gu Cangluan said my talent was terrible.

It must be Gu Jian's problem, right? There are entry barriers for people outside the Gu family...

"Young master, you learn too slowly. Aren't you a Mingwu genius who is said to be a rare genius in a thousand years?" Fang Weihan said.

"It's not my problem, it's Gu Jian's problem." Tao Yunjiang defended, "This thing is so difficult to learn. It's like awkward ancient Chinese. It's not the same as my light sword style."

The girl held the sword and suddenly thought: "Do you think there is a possibility, that is... maybe this thing is not suitable for Gu family to learn?"

"It's hard for you to come up with such a shameless excuse." Fang Weihan looked at her in amazement.

"Are your wings stiff? Now you dare to speak to the master like this?" Tao Yunjiang smiled sweetly, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, and his slender bare hands were already placed on the hilt of the Qicang sword.

Before she could show off her power, a white voice came from outside the hospital:

"Your Highness, ladies, the food is ready."

"Thank you sister Ningbai, we will go there right away." Fang Weihan responded quickly.

"I'll ask them to eat." Fang Weihan stood up.

Tao Yunjiang had no time to stop him: "Hey, you..."

Fang Weihan slipped away.

"Dirty apprentice!" The girl gritted her teeth angrily.

Before Fang Weihan reached Xie Lingwan and the others, he saw the three of them standing up first and walking towards him.

Um? Why are the movements so uniform? Are they discussing something behind my back?

"Madam? What did you just say?" Fang Weihan habitually took Xie Linwan's snow-colored dress from her hands and asked casually, pretending to be casual.

"I talked about some girls' private words," Xie Lingwan said.

Fang Weihan looked at her slightly trembling ears.

Wanwan is lying.

The girl seemed to feel something, and quickly raised her hands to cover her ears, secretly saying that something was wrong.

Fang Weihan looked away as if nothing had happened and turned to Wen Zhexue.

"Sister?"

[Senior sister will never lie to herself, right? 】

Wen Zhexue silently put away the thread of cause and effect and smiled softly at him.

"Told something about you."

Fang Weihan believed it.

"Brother Fang, why didn't you ask me?" Xiao Jin was very dissatisfied.

She pulled his sleeves and pressed her whole body against him. Her beautiful figure was hidden under the black skirt, giving him a warm touch.

"You didn't tell the truth." Fang Weihan said.

"Huh? How is that possible!" Xiao Jin pulled him away noisily.

Yun Shu was walking at the end of the crowd, and no one could see her figure.

"Time is a steeple made of rice grains. As long as you remove a handful of rice grains from the bottom of the tower, the entire tower will collapse." Yun Shu whispered to himself.

"Everyone's destiny is closely related. Everyone wants to be a butterfly in a dream and stir up a storm."

She remembered Xie Lingwan's analysis just now.

"I heard that it is difficult for people with great luck to change their memories. As the king of a country, Fang Zun is responsible for half of the country's fortunes. His memory cannot be wrong."

"He knows everything, he plans everything, and he and Tianshan Linyuan Pavilion work together to orchestrate the first twenty years of Fang Weihan's life."

"I don't know what his purpose is, but I know that he will make big moves soon."

Yun Shu raised his head, his gaze seemed to reach through the sky to the stars.

"Emperor...what a cold word."

(End of this chapter)