Girl, let me check it out.

"Damn it, it has to be at this time..."

The old man's face turned pale and he fell headfirst to the ground, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

He only has the ability to protect himself, but what about His Highness?

But Fang Weihan was not affected at all.

Wen Zhexue opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly as he rushed towards her. She even almost forgot to gather star power to protect her body.

Fang Weihan embraced the dazed fairy girl, spun around and pressed her behind the shuttle-shaped meteorite.

The meteorite was just the right size, big enough to block both of them.

It was exactly what Fang Weihan had expected.

"boom!"

The blue-purple flame rose into the sky like a beautiful, enchanting yet deadly mushroom, instantly engulfing everything within a ten-meter radius.

Flames were everywhere, and the soil and plants were all reduced to ashes, like a drop of water evaporating in an instant.

When the flames died out, the entire ground within a circle with a radius of ten meters, with the place where Wu Zhuan Jingtian died as the center, was flattened to a depth of one foot.

The stones and soil in it seemed as if all had disappeared from this world.

But Fang Weihan was safe and sound.

The meteorite absorbed 90% of the fire impact on his front side, and the remaining 10% was completely offset by the star power barrier released by Wen Zhexue.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Is Your Highness okay?"

Master Zhao ran over carrying the unconscious Jingtian, and his words stopped abruptly when he saw Fang Weihan.

Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue were standing very close to each other on the back of the meteorite, his chin almost touching the girl's ears. The plain robe of Lord Yuchen of Linyuan Pavilion seemed to have been wrinkled by him.

"Ahahahaha... I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving now..."

Mr. Zhao left as quickly as he came.

The old man carried Jingtian and ran dozens of meters away in a flash.

He was afraid that Fang Weihan would deduct his salary for catching him doing something bad.

Fang Weihan's brain is still in a blank state after being overly nervous.

Until he felt the girl, who was almost in his arms, struggle slightly.

His pupils were vaguely focused, and only then did he realize how ambiguous the actions between him and Wen Zhexue were.

Fang Weihan was horrified and quickly crawled back two steps, letting go of Wen Zhexue.

God have mercy on me, I really didn’t mean to take advantage of the opportunity just now.

The main reason was that this meteorite was so small that if he hadn't gotten closer to Wen Zhexue, some part of his body might have been roasted.

"You're just farting!"

Yun Shu said coldly in his mind.

The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief and released the ball of light that she had been holding in her hand.

In other words, Fang Weihan is fine. Fortunately, Fang Weihan is fine.

"No, Yun Shu, how can you talk like that? You saw what happened just now! Just tell me whether I did a good job or not, okay?"

Fang Weihan was very unconvinced and yelled back.

"Hmph... well, that's good."

Yun Shu praised him very reluctantly, as if she had lost face.

Not to mention Yun Shu, Fang Weihan himself felt that he was really smart just now.

Most people may not be able to figure out this method.

But... Senior Sister is so soft, and seems to be surprisingly well-endowed.

Fang Weihan thought so.

Bah, that's fucking disgusting.

He quickly straightened his expression.

"Senior sister? Are you okay?"

Wen Zhexue shook her head.

The girl looked Fang Weihan up and down, with more and more doubt in her eyes.

She loosened her grip on the hilt of the Mingxiao sword, and the sword became spiritual and floated by itself, standing beside the girl like a loyal guard.

There was a flash of light in Wen Zhexue's hand, and the stone slab appeared.

She picked up the pen and was about to write something, but the tip of the pen suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Senior sister?"

Fang Weihan saw that she stopped writing and asked with some confusion.

Why didn't she write? Did she forget the words?

Wen Zhexue looked at him thoughtfully.

"Fang Weihan?"

She called softly, tentatively.

"Ah? I'm here."

Fang Weihan was even more confused.

What's the situation?

But he soon realized something was wrong.

"Sister, can you speak now?"

Fang Weihan was shocked.

Damn, I haven’t heard her say a few words since she met Wen Zhexue.

What's going on today.

The girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that he not only didn't react at all, but even responded to what she said calmly.

"As Linyuan Yuchen, I bear the karmic responsibility of the sect. A casual word from me could have a huge impact on the fate of others, so I should keep my mouth shut."

"But... you don't seem to be among them."

Wen Zhexue said softly.

It can be seen that she doesn't talk much in normal times, so her speech is not fast, giving people a soft feeling like a breeze blowing on your face.

"Ah? Could it be that I am special?"

Fang Weihan scratched his head.

The girl looked at him quietly.

Wen Zhexue didn't know what was going on.

The old man next to him, who was at a higher level than him, was affected by his words, so there was no reason why Fang Weihan would not be affected.

This young prince who suddenly appeared in his life seemed to be full of mysteries.

His fate star, his luck, and his uniqueness when facing cause and effect.

Wen Zhexue looked at him quietly, her eyes pure and innocent, like the white snow on Tianshan Mountain.

Although the girl was still unclear about all of this, it did not prevent her from feeling happy.

Finally, there is someone I can talk to.

She didn't ask for more, just to talk.

No one likes to be truly alone, not even the most world-weary people in the world. They just haven't found someone who matches their soul.

Although the wind was strong, not a single wisp of it blew towards his soul.

Taking over the divine sword Mingxiao means taking over the inheritance of cause and effect that is as heavy as a mountain.

The girl always walks alone on the edge of time and the world, in pursuit of the unreachable snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

And today, Wen Zhexue seemed to have found someone in the world who could listen to her.

Possibly the only one.

"You shouldn't have come to rescue me just now."

The girl turned her eyes away from his face, her voice soft and light.

"The level of fire just now can't hurt me. But you might die if you come over here."

She said this in a caring and somewhat reproachful tone.

"Yo, yo, yo, let me guess, are you going to say something like, 'I died for my senior sister, no regrets.'"

Before he could say anything, Yun Shu in his mind sneered first.

Fang Weihan: "..."

Slander! This book is slandering me!

He simply ignored Yun Shu who was chattering in his mind.

"I will definitely do it next time, Senior Sister! Just this once, I won't dare to do it again."

Fang Weihan cupped his hands and looked grinning.

Wen Zhexue looked at the young prince who was smiling so familiarly, and for a moment the scene in front of her was a little hazy.

That familiar feeling of cause and effect entanglement came again, and my heart seemed to be beating inexplicably again.

It’s like... déjà vu?

what on earth is it?

She still didn't know.

"Yeah. I believe you."

The girl's sleeves were blown up by the breeze, muffling the sound of the melting snow.

Wen Zhexue did not say that Fang Weihan's words were inappropriate, nor did she continue to hold grudges against his behavior.

She just said simply: I believe you.

It's like she's really my sister...

The smile on Fang Weihan's lips froze.

A creepy feeling instantly spread from his heart to his entire body.

He always felt that he had seen this scene before, and the impression was so deep that it seemed as if it happened... yesterday?

But how the hell is this possible?

I had never met Wen Zhexue before I went to Fufeng! I don't have any sister either.

Could it be that this damn karma has done something to me?

Destiny is like a web, woven by you and me, and you and I can never break free, just like being trapped in our own cocoon.

He remembered this sentence from some book of painful literature.

Fang Weihan looked at the girl in front of him who was quietly lowering her eyes, and was speechless for a moment.

Chapter 230 Isn’t this not good?

The wind passed without a trace, and the clouds dispersed without a sound. In the wilderness, the two people stood in silence, each with inexplicable problems in their hearts, and no one spoke.

In the end, it was Fang Weihan who broke the silence first.

"Sister, do you know where these people came from?"

Fang Weihan asked.