The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Sikong Tingxue said, "You don't have to say it."

An Qingwan said, "It's nothing that can't be said."

She recounted the whole story.

Sikong Tingxue asked, "After you went blind, did you ever think about dying?"

An Qingwan smiled and said, "Of course I have."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Then why..."

An Qingwan said, "Because my father is a good person."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Was it your father who took care of you and made you give up the idea?"

An Qingwan said, "My father had already passed away by then, but he had helped many people during his lifetime. Therefore, after I went blind, all those people he had helped came to take care of me. They were afraid that I would commit suicide, so they even took turns watching over me for twelve hours a day."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Those are people who know how to repay kindness."

An Qingwan asked, "Then, Miss Sikong, how did you get injured?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "I don't know."

An Qingwan was taken aback: "You don't know?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "I was very young at that time. When I woke up in bed, the fire was already burning. I don't know who set the fire. My parents were burned to death, and my hands and feet were all burned. When I was about to be burned to death, my master saved me. She saved me, but my hands and feet were burned too badly. Even a divine doctor could not completely cure them."

An Qingwan asked, "Can I take a look?"

Sikong Tingxue stretched out her hand, but her gloves had vanished.

An Qingwan gently stroked her hand; it was a rough hand, with pits and bumps.

Sikong Tingxue stretched out her foot again, but her shoes and socks had vanished.

An Qingwan gently stroked her foot. It was a foot with almost perfect toes, creases, and arch, but the instep was rough and the ankle was twisted.

Sikong Tingxue said, "An Qingwan, do you now know why I like you?"

An Qingwan nodded: "Because we are very similar, because we are both people with disabilities, because I have things that you don't. You like my fingers, my lips, my nose, my ears, my body, and my feet, because in your eyes, these things about me are more perfect than yours."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Then do you understand why I want to kill you?"

An Qingwan nodded again: "You like it, but you can't have it. The more you can't have it, the more you like it. The more you like it, the more you will suffer because you can't have it. You want to end this suffering."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Yes, but not long ago, I stopped liking you."

An Qingwan asked in surprise, "Why?"

Sikong Tingxue smiled bitterly, "The moment you shed your disguise as Lu Zhangke, I suddenly realized that we were never alike at all. If you are a swan, then I am not even a sparrow. An Qingwan, why do you have to be so beautiful? Why do you have to know so much? Why do you have to have so many friends?"

The body, already trembling from the cold, shook even more violently at this moment.

"I'm jealous of Jin Xueyi. If I weren't a descendant of some demonic sect like her, but instead the daughter of a chivalrous hero, would you also help me take revenge, and would you become my friend?"

"I have no friends, never have. The people of the Yin Yang Sect will never be friends, only competitors and enemies."

"No one sympathizes with me; everyone wants me dead, but the more they want me dead, the more I want to live!"

"I want to live better than everyone else, I want to prove that I am the strongest, and I will make them all kneel at my feet!"

Sikong Tingxue's voice grew sharper and sharper, but also weaker and weaker.

"An Qingwan, do you know why I told you I didn't want gold or silver, I didn't want a divine sword, I didn't want any weapons, I just wanted to study the manual for a day?"

"Because of that secret manual, I might be able to catch up with you, and I might be able to take revenge on my senior sister who looked down on me."

"But it's too late now."

"I can't hold on any longer, I'm going to die."

After saying this, Sikong Tingxue suddenly hugged An Qingwan tightly.

A warm current flowed from her body and went straight into An Qingwan's body.

"But you can't die, otherwise what's the point of my love for you? This is my Heavenly Water Inner Strength. With this, you can stay in the water longer. An Qingwan, you must live, you must leave here alive!"

"Sikong Tingxue, hello, Sikong Tingxue?"

An Qingwan hurriedly called out to Sikong Tingxue.

But Sikong Tingxue didn't hear it at all.

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and her body grew weaker and weaker, until finally, her body stopped moving altogether.

She died... of course she didn't die.

"You're really resistant to the cold. I used the Mingyu Technique to freeze you for so long, and you only just fainted."

An Qingwan slapped upwards with her palm, making the hole above her head appear larger.

Even without enlarging the opening, she could easily pass through.

The bone-shrinking technique she mastered could shrink her to a height of three feet, making it easy for her to pass through a one-foot-wide round hole.

An Qingwan carried Sikong Tingxue out of the hole, and as she expected, it was indeed a hollow space.

There was nothing superfluous in the hollow, so it seems that the Great Qi Treasure of King Yueyang is not really in this underground palace; this underground palace is just a decoy.

pity.

Sikong Tingxue was right.

An Qingwan had a premonition that something was wrong before she entered the room.

Logically, finding the treasure requires combining the three maps into one.

But when Sikong Tingxue and the others invited her to join forces, they were all ridiculously confident, as if they already knew where the treasure was without needing any maps from others.

This makes it hard not to have doubts.

From that time on, An Qingwan had been on guard against Sikong Tingxue and the others.

As expected, upon entering the secret room, Sikong Tingxue and the others scattered and each opened a door.

An Qingwan realized that the map was likely faulty.

Her original plan was to crawl out through the hole in the top of her head as soon as Sikong Tingxue and the others left, and not play with them anymore.

But to her surprise, Hu Bugui offered her some advice, and Sikong Tingxue then stayed on the spot.

She had to change her plans at the last minute.

Actually, this may not be a bad thing; it might even be a good thing.

Sikong Tingxue could use her to deal with the fake Huanxi Daoren, so why couldn't she use Sikong Tingxue in return to deal with the Yinji Sect?

She was worried about not being able to find any other members of the Yin-Yang Sect.

An Qingwan immediately seized the opportunity.

She guided Sikong Tingxue step by step, creating an atmosphere that they were about to die in the underground palace. Then, she took the opportunity to guide Sikong Tingxue to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.

After a series of actions, her relationship with Sikong Tingxue quickly "grew closer".

Sikong Tingxue even passed on his skills to her when he was on the verge of "death," hoping that she could live.

"Once she wakes up, I can reconcile with her, become her friend, and then extract the location of the Yin Yang Sect from her!"

The Yin-Yang Sect, a demonic sect, must be eradicated at all times; it cannot be left unerased!

An Qingwan sat down next to Sikong Tingxue. She did not rush to wake Sikong Tingxue and waited for another quarter of an hour before taking action.

"Miss Sikong, wake up, please wake up."

An anxious call rang in my ears.

Sikong Tingxue opened her eyes with difficulty.

At first glance, she saw An Qingwan lying on top of her, her lips... How did An Qingwan's lips end up on hers?

Startled, Sikong Tingxue pushed An Qingwan away.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing that Sikong Tingxue had woken up, An Qingwan explained, "I was worried that something might have happened to you since you hadn't woken up for a long time, so I tried the method of blowing air into your mouth to see if I could wake you up. Fortunately, you did wake up."

Still not awake? Should I blow air into his mouth?

Yes!

Sikong Tingxue suddenly remembered what had happened not long ago.

Because she couldn't figure out An Qingwan's purpose, she kept thinking and thinking.

As she was thinking, she suddenly realized something.

Why should she follow An Qingwan's lead? Why not take the initiative?

So she deliberately went along with An Qingwan's words and talked about her past.

So she deliberately showed a vulnerable and pained side to An Qingwan.

At that time, she didn't actually know if she would survive.

But she did it anyway.

If she survives, then everything she did will have meaning.

Unexpectedly, she was incredibly lucky to survive, and she really did use that act of taking the initiative to quickly "close the distance" with An Qingwan!

In this way, she can reconcile with An Qingwan, become friends with An Qingwan, and then use An Qingwan to deal with her enemies in the Yin Yang Sect and those not in the Yin Yang Sect, right?

P.S.: Thank you to Nightwind Feather, Evilr, and Bookseller3283710 for the razor blades.

On the night of the full moon, the goddess of Xiaoxiang returns. [3k]

The body, though wet, was still cold.

The chill started from the curled-up toes and spread upwards.

This caused Sikong Tingxue's body to tremble uncontrollably.

But no matter how biting the cold was, it couldn't extinguish the warmth surging in Sikong Tingxue's chest.

At this moment, she was happy.

She was happy to be alive.

She was happy to have left that confined room filled with icy water.

She was happy to see An Qingwan's hands supporting her shoulders.

She was happy for An Qingwan's lips, which were a delicate pink, glossy and moist, and had just been on her lips not long ago.

Sikong Tingxue's life was not lacking in happiness.

Despite dying once when she was very young, and despite living in an environment where it was difficult to laugh, she was always good at finding happiness.

She still remembers the moment when she mastered the "Heavenly Water Manual," one of the two great classics of the Yin-Yang Sect, in just seven days.

She still remembers the moment she defeated all her peers to become the contemporary successor of the Yin-Yang Sect.

She still remembers the moment she won the qualification to walk in the world, surpassing a group of senior students who were much older than her.

But Sikong Tingxue felt that none of the moments she remembered brought her as much joy as the present.

At this moment, she had not yet won against anyone.

At this moment, she had not gained any advantage.

But this moment was special, so special that she would never forget it.

Because at this moment, she finally found a sliver of a possibility to beat An Qingwan.

An Qingwan may not be the most terrifying person she has ever met, but she is certainly the person she fears the most.

Because An Qingwan is just a fog.

It was a fog that she could never fathom, no matter how she tried or touched it.

Just a moment ago, she thought she had figured out An Qingwan's secrets.

The next moment, An Qingwan would show her with her actions that she was much more profound than she had imagined.

Half a day ago, An Qingwan disguised herself as Lu Zhangke, which completely shattered her beliefs.