The Devil Fallen Fairy wants to regret and make amends? You are not worthy

Say goodbye to innocence.

Say goodbye to your loved ones.

Farewell to beauty.

Say goodbye to the mundane world completely.

What can people retain?

Her eyes looked a little dazed.

She heard the boy stand up, and he took a step and stood not far from her.

They weren't close, so she had no reason to avoid him.

She could even see from the corner of her eye that the boy picked up a flat stone and looked at her with a smile.

"Senior sister, guess how many times this stone of mine can skip on the water?"

This action seems familiar.

She is that thin woman who is suffering but always smiles to herself.

She would smile and pat her head, "Today we only have steamed buns, Nuannuan, I'll buy you some tomorrow. Eat slowly."

She would gently hold her thin body in her arms and rock it.

It was like whispering in a dream, as if I were in a beautiful dream.

"Your father is very handsome, and you will be a beautiful girl in the future. I heard that your father's family doesn't like girls very much, but it's okay, mother likes Nuannuan the most..."

She would be so tired every day, but she would stand under the moonlight, by the river, and look for the flattest stone.

Stand in front of yourself with the most energetic and upright posture, and say to yourself with a full smile.

"Nuannuan, let me tell you, this is really fun. I used to play it when I was a kid. Guess how many splashes I can make?"

"Snapped!"

It was as if the sound had traveled through time and space, appearing before my eyes hazily yet clearly.

The stone thrown by the boy passed through the river surface and made five splashes before falling into the water.

He turned around with a smile on his face.

'Five!'

"Five! Look, Senior Sister!"

"..."

"Senior Sister Yu...are you crying?"

Nothing is more precious than memory, and nothing is more hurtful than what happened at that time.

She squatted down, hugged her knees, and cried.

The boy patted her soft back.

He sighed.

"Don't worry, your mother will be very proud of Yu Nuan now."

"Ahhhh!!"

Suddenly, a girl with a fragrant and soft body hugged her waist and cried loudly, unable to make a sound.

Xu Qingyan couldn't empathize with her, but he was willing to let her hug his waist and wet his clothes with tears.

Because at this moment, the night is beautiful.

"Don't tell anyone when you get home."

"what?"

On the gourd used to cross the river, the young man who was staring blankly at the river surface heard the cold and desolate words beside him.

Yu Nuan's brows furrowed slightly.

But her cheeks were a little red. Of course, her voice was very soft, and her guilty conscience was clearly felt.

"What happened last night."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear a slight tremor in the voice.

He immediately realized it and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not a big mouth."

“You better not be.”

Yu Nuan snorted softly, and stood there looking lonely, facing the wind on the river, the hem of her tight-fitting clothes floating slightly.

But soon I heard the boy's next words.

"I will keep that night in my heart and treasure it forever."

“Get lost!!”

Yu Nuan's face turned red, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She felt weird.

There is certainly something strange about this young man, and it seems that this strange feeling is becoming more and more obvious.

It seems that all definitions have become blurred in his body, and you cannot accurately know who he is.

The more I get in touch with him, the more confused I seem to become.

"What is your strength?"

She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

The strangest thing is the level of hard power of this young man.

There was indeed something strange about that old Taoist priest, but it was also because I was not careful enough, or I did not know enough about him.

But in the end, I lost, and I had no power to defend myself.

Although this young man didn't seem to understand the situation, he was able to kill the old Taoist priest and even prevented him from throwing out any more cards.

This is a very scary thing.

This meant that if he and this young man were to truly fight, or face off against each other in a life-and-death duel, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

I have already reached the Soul Cultivation Realm.

What is his situation?

It can't really be the golden elixir, right?

Xu Qingyan knew long ago that she would definitely ask this question.

So he said calmly.

"It's also soul cultivation... otherwise, could it be a golden elixir?"

The girl frowned.

"Don't you think your statement is unreasonable?"

Xu Qingyan smiled.

"Before I cultivated in the blessed land, I was at the peak of bone forging, just one step away. After I came out, I gained some insights and breakthroughs. The difference between our realms is not that big."

"What's the difference?"

She couldn't help but ask one more question, as if she was abandoning her dignity as a practitioner.

Xu Qingyan smiled.

"Of course it's practical experience. It's true that cultivation is for the purpose of seeking immortality, but few people have such a smooth journey."

"Are you lecturing me?"

Yu Nuan asked somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Xu Qingyan looked at the girl with amusement, her hair fluttering slightly in the wind on the river.

"No way, Senior Sister Yu, don't be so sensitive."

"Who is being sensitive... Anyway, I will tell the master the truth about what happened yesterday."

"I know, you can say whatever you want."

Yu Nuan couldn't help but frown, "Aren't you afraid of arousing her suspicion?"

Xu Qingyan looked at Yu Nuan in bewilderment, "What's there to doubt? I'm just like this. Isn't it a good thing for the sect master to progress faster in cultivation? Isn't it a good thing for the entire sect?"

Yu Nuan couldn't really tell what was wrong, but she just had a subconscious feeling.

"Don't you want others to know your true cultivation level?"

Xu Qingyan was sweating profusely.

I am not afraid of being reported by this girl, but where did this sentence come from?

Is your intuition really that sharp?

He turned and looked at Yu Nuan.

"Senior Sister Yu seems to care about me a lot now."

"...roll."

Yu Nuan turned her head away and stopped talking to the boy, but she began to think about something in her heart.

Even when they returned to the sect, the two of them did not say anything goodbye and separated one after another.

Of course, Yu Nuan followed the instructions and went to find Song Xiyan to report.

She told the story of what happened, including what Wu Xijia said about someone, and also handed the booklet that Xu Qingyan asked her to bring back to the silver-haired woman.

But when Song Xiyan asked calmly.

"You were so badly injured... How did you kill him?"

Yu Nuan lowered her head slightly.

"Xu Qingyan and I worked together to kill it. We encountered many dangers along the way, but luckily we all survived in the end."

"He's not hurt?"

Song Xiyan frowned slightly.

I don’t know whether I doubt the answer or I am dissatisfied with the result.

Yu Nuan said softly.

"He should have been injured, but I couldn't see it. He didn't tell me. And he often used his disciples as shields during this process, which might be one of the reasons."

Song Xiyan couldn't help but chuckle.

"This little fox is just that kind of person. He doesn't know how to be sympathetic to women and cherishes his life very much... If something like this happens again, you should be careful."

"Yes, disciple knows."

Yu Nuan didn't know why she said this, it was as if she was deliberately helping the boy hide his true strength that might be exposed.

Is there any need to do this?

He was deceiving Song Xiyan, and he himself said it didn't matter...

never mind.

It's already like this, so I'll just do it by accident. It can be considered as repaying his kindness in saving me.

I have never liked owing others anything.

Song Xiyan thought of something.

"Oh right. Summer sleep."

She said a name that sounded familiar, but Yu Nuan couldn't remember who it belonged to for a moment.

Wait until a figure slowly appears from behind him.