My enemies became my companions

Chapter 695 Memories of the Future
Flowers bloom in an instant...

It had been so long since she had heard such words. Yin Tingxue felt a sense of unfamiliarity and dazedness, and for a moment she even felt a little nostalgic. But then a sharp pain crept into her mind.

He... came in...

A trickle of blood seeped from the crevice, and the flowers scattered in an instant.

Yin Tingxue's hand was still pressed against the cold stone door, but her fingertips were already icy cold. That empty feeling was unmistakable, making her feel cold all over.

Her legs belatedly went numb and huddled together.

Vague yet intense memories surged like a tide, scenes uncontrollably churning in my mind.

In the video, his hand gently strokes her back, and she instinctively hugs him tighter.

The shattered images made her almost unable to stand.

How could this be? She clearly killed him with her own hands. Just yesterday, the sensation of the sword piercing through a life was still vivid in her palm, and the feeling of warm blood splattered on her face had not yet faded.

Chen Yi noticed her unusual behavior and stepped forward: "What's wrong?"

Yin Tingxue abruptly retreated, her sword already half an inch from its sheath, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly: "Don't come any closer!"

Her gaze darted uncertainly across his face. If she had lost her virginity, it could only be to him…

But how could that be? She killed him just yesterday.

unless……

A terrifying thought surfaced in Yin Tingxue's mind, and a chill ran down her spine.

Chen Yi stopped and looked thoughtfully at her pale face and slightly trembling hands.

He seemed to understand something, a half-smile playing on his lips as he said, "Little fox, have you remembered something?"

"Shut up!" Yin Tingxue shouted sharply, but there was a hint of panic in her voice. She tried to calm her breathing and sort out the chaotic situation.

If it is true that her primordial yin has been lost, then her memory of killing him yesterday is probably not the truth. The world of ignorance is best at distorting time and memories, causing people to fall into ignorance.

Wait... This shouldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening, she clearly really killed him.

She killed him, so how could the flowers scatter in an instant...?

And he… he was her greatest enemy in this life… Thinking of this, Yin Tingxue felt a chill run down her spine, and her whole body stiffened. She wanted to vomit, but sadly, she didn’t feel nauseous at all…

It seems that she didn't know when... or at some point she wasn't aware of... had gotten used to him...

Yin Tingxue tried her best to calm her mind, but it seemed that a constant stream of memories kept flooding in. Her head was almost splitting with pain. In the darkness, a small paper flower floated into her mind. Suddenly, as if she was about to be struck by lightning, an elusive premonition arose in her heart. Almost instinctively, she pressed acupoints to stop her qi and blood, causing herself to be on the verge of fainting. Then she made hand seals to forcibly stop the torrent of memories.

The girl's face turned deathly pale. She staggered back two steps, trying to steady herself with her sword, but her limbs gave way and the sword slipped from her grasp.

She staggered twice and fell backward.

The expected thud of her head hitting the ground didn't reach her ears; instead, it hit inside her clothes. The back of her head hit her chest and stopped. In her daze, Yin Tingxue looked up and met the man's gentle gaze.

“Little fox…” He stretched out his finger and gently scratched the tip of her nose. Yin Tingxue was stunned. She belatedly shrank back, suddenly stood up, and struck out with a palm, retreating rapidly.

Chen Yi dodged the palm strike, and unusually, he felt no anger towards the little fox's disobedience. In fact, he didn't really care about Yin Tingxue's constant manipulation and occasional disobedience. The reason he bullied her was simply because she was easy to bully.

Yin Tingxue retreated to the door, panting heavily. She blocked out those terrifying and illusory memories. She looked at Chen Yi again, finally catching her breath. Her gaze was complicated as she held her sword horizontally in front of her.

Chen Yi seemed to see through her confusion and slowly said, "Perhaps the world of ignorance can manipulate people's memories. What you firmly believe may be the truth, or it may not. Little fox, you are a saint, you should understand."

The short sentence slightly eased Yin Tingxue's emotions, but she remained vigilant, her face still cold, and said, "Don't call me 'little fox,' it's disgusting."

Chen Yi unexpectedly said, "Okay, but I have a little problem."

"I won't listen," the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect said coldly.

Chen Yi nodded slightly.

Yin Tingxue glanced at him twice. This enemy might know something. Since that was the case, she had no choice but to spare his life for the time being.

However, after a long time, Chen Yi remained silent, simply standing there quietly.

Yin Tingxue frowned in confusion and said coldly, "What are you up to?"

Chen Yi's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Didn't you say you wouldn't listen?"

Yin Tingxue was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "I'll listen."

"I have a little quirk."

"……explain."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "If I don't call you Little Fox, I can't continue."

The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect froze, then gritted her teeth as if enduring immense humiliation. After a long while, she slowly uttered a single word: "Fine..."

"What's so good about it?" Chen Yi asked, his face full of confusion.

"You..." The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect suppressed her overwhelming rage and slowly said after a long while, "You can call me..."

"What did I call you?"

This person did it on purpose!
The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult cursed inwardly, took a deep breath, and with great difficulty uttered those three words together, "Little...little...fox..."

To her surprise, for some reason, she felt a sense of relief when she uttered those three words.

Yin Tingxue's grip on the sword loosened slightly, but her vigilance remained. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "What are your thoughts? Speak freely."

"Little fox, to be honest..."

Chen Yi paused for a moment, then began to explain in detail:
"Actually, I don't have any ideas either."

Yin Tingxue: "..."

(End of this chapter)