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

If the other party is really the Saint of Jitian Palace, then her arrival must have nothing to do with the bastard in front of her.

After all, how could he be associated with such a person?

So why did the other party come? Maybe... it was his own chance?

Maybe I can heal my injuries easily?

For a moment, a fantasy like this arose that shouldn't have existed.

But everything in front of me seemed to be constantly explaining this possibility.

So she couldn't help her eager heart and looked at Xu Qingyan.

"It really has nothing to do with you?"

"What do you think you have to do with me? Can the Saintess of Jitian Palace be the same as you?"

"...I'm sorry, Saint, I'm ill and can't get up. You can just push the door and come in."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan knew that the other party had made a choice.

He knew what the other person was thinking, and his judgment of her was never wrong.

She would rather believe in the hope that had no clue at all, the illusory possibility, and give up on herself who had clearly saved her life.

But how to say it.

Fortunately, I didn't have any expectations of this girl beforehand, so I won't be disappointed.

Instead, it made him feel more relaxed, and he turned around and left without any hesitation.

But he didn't notice that Ye Yanxi's eyes finally lingered on his back.

She didn't know what she felt at that moment.

It seems to be a mysterious feeling.

It sounded like a bridge breaking or a mirror shattering.

It was as if there was a voice reminding me.

Remind yourself...

I seem to have had similar choices in my own life.

This back figure is so familiar, yet it is somewhat different from the blurred and broken image in my memory.

What is lacking is the loneliness as if being abandoned, and the plight as that of a dog.

There was more of a sense of coolness and determination, as if telling himself that he had seen through the hidden, unspoken subtext in his heart, but he did not feel disappointed or regretful about it.

The distant voice seemed to be telling me clearly.

No matter what choice he makes, he won't look back.

Xu Qingyan saw Yun Nishang at the door.

She put on the familiar veil and held an oil-paper umbrella.

Just like a gentle woman from Jiangnan, she appeared in front of him gracefully.

The gentle eyes with smiles are like peach petals in April falling on the lake, melting the waves in my heart.

She just looked at me with a smile, and without saying a word, it was better than thousands of encounters in the world.

Better than the man and woman at the two ends of the Milky Way, better than the golden wind and jade dew meeting in one day.

But they said nothing.

The young man passed by.

The woman nodded slightly and walked into the house.

The oil-paper umbrella was placed outside the house and was not put away.

When the door is gently closed, the light and elegant fragrance slowly dissipates.

Looking at the oil-paper umbrella outside the house, Xu Qingyan couldn't help but curl his lips.

How can we praise her meticulousness, which is as delicate and transparent as snowflakes?

Seeing that the drizzle outside had not completely stopped, Xu Qingyan did not choose to pick up the oil-paper umbrella.

He took a step forward and walked in the rain.

The young man's reckless footsteps kept coming, stirring up some mud.

The mists and clouds between the green mountains surround the place, and there is no smoke or immortals here.

"boom."

The door closed gently.

When Ye Yanxi first saw this woman in an eye-catching pink dress, her first feeling was astonishment as to how such a beautiful woman could exist in the world.

Although the veil covered her face, her true appearance could not be seen.

But the inexplicable mysterious temperament and the gentleness between her eyebrows can't deceive people.

It was hard for her to imagine what kind of facial features could match such a unique and outstanding temperament under this veil.

Ye Yanxi, who had always been very confident in his own charm, now doubted his own existence.

I also doubt whether the other party's appearance is real.

But she no longer doubted the other party's identity.

Apart from the Saint of Jitian Palace, who else could possess such a temperament?

I'm afraid even the silver-haired leader of my own sect can't be said to have any advantages over her.

Ye Yanxi sat up and looked at the other person.

"It's our first time meeting. I don't know how to address you as Saint."

Yun Nishang stood in front of her, and didn't seem to have any intention of sitting down. She just glanced around, as if observing the furnishings in Ye Yanxi's room.

He said it casually while seeming relaxed.

"My last name is Yun, you can just call me Miss Yun. Don't be so polite."

Ye Yanxi couldn't help but feel nervous, especially in his current situation.

"How can that be possible? You are a distinguished guest from Jitian Palace..."

"Is Jitian Palace special in your eyes?"

She suddenly asked this question.

Ye Yanxi was stunned for a moment. She instinctively felt that there was something wrong with what she said, but she still answered.

"Of course it's special. Any immortal cultivator, whether they are independent cultivators or members of any sect, should have heard of the name of Jitian Palace."

"Really?" Yun Nishang retracted her gaze and looked back at the girl in the light green dress. Then she smiled and asked, "How does it compare to your Eighteen Sword Sects?"

Ye Yanxi hesitated for a moment.

She looked into his eyes boldly.

"The Eighteen Sword Sect is considered a powerful force in the East Sea Continent, but compared to the Jitian Palace, it is nothing."

She gave a very objective evaluation.

Yun Nishang smiled.

"Miss Ye is really bold. Is it okay for you to speak of your own sect like this in front of an outsider like me?"

Ye Yanxi shook his head.

"This has nothing to do with one's position. It is important for a person to know himself. Besides, this is such an obvious thing. I think even the Sect Master would answer like this if he were here."

Yun Nishang nodded, and then said with emotion.

"It is a good saying that a person should know himself... Then Miss Ye, do you have it?"

"...What?"

Ye Yanxi seemed to have heard something wrong, she looked at Yun Nishang in astonishment.

She never expected that the other person, with such a gentle and kind temperament, would suddenly change the subject, as if a sharp blade suddenly attacked her.

She didn't know how to answer this question.

She...does this have any opinion about herself?

But this is the first time we meet, right? Why would she say this to me and ask such a question?

Ask yourself if you have self-awareness?

Even though the other party was such a person, Ye Yanxi couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied and angry.

Yun Nishang smiled and looked at Ye Yanxi who had already started to frown.

"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Ye looks like she's been possessed by a demon. She's lost all her spiritual state and is like an ordinary person. No... she should be worse than an ordinary person."

Ye Yanxi could not stand the inexplicable hostility of the other party due to the repeated attacks and exposure of his scars.

She frowned and looked at Yun Nishang.

"Miss Yun, this is our first meeting and you took the initiative to come visit me... Is this what you wanted to say?"

But Yun Nishang still looked at herself like this.

"Logically speaking, after going into the devil's way, one's realm is completely destroyed, and one's meridians are completely destroyed, so one should be close to death. But you are still alive and well now. Do you know what this means?"

"What on earth are you going to say!"

Ye Yanxi couldn't stand it any longer, she stood up and was about to confront the woman.

Even if she is the Saint of Jitian Palace.

So what? I am a dead man now, so I don't care about anything.

But before she could stand up completely, Yun Nishang gently pressed her finger down.

She almost fell down on the bed, her dress was intact, her hair was not messy, but at that moment she felt the huge gap.

She even felt that she was in a state of disgrace at this moment.

Yun Nishang pressed it down and said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, Miss Ye. I'm not here to mock you. I'm just curious. Who helped you heal this injury?"

"...You want to ask this?"

Ye Yanxi was a little confused. Why would the other party be interested in such a thing?

Could it be that he had heard rumors about himself and thought this matter was too mysterious, so he wanted to find out the truth?

Yun Nishang asked again, "Is it the Mr. Xu who just left?"

"How do you know him?"

Ye Yanxi almost blurted out.

I didn't even realize how strange this answer was.

She just saw a strange light flashing in the other person's eyes, and then it disappeared in an instant.

She narrowed her eyes and looked directly at Ye Yanxi.

"Why do you think I came to see you? Why do you think the Saintess of Jitian Palace, who is so unattainable in your eyes, would take the initiative to come and visit you? Is it because you are gifted and blessed by nature? Or is it because you are brilliant and outstanding?"

These sudden, storm-like words made her temperament seem sharp and pointed.

It felt like a torrential rain of arrows was pouring down on me.

Her finger touched her shoulder.

It was clearly a slender finger, but it felt like a mountain, pressing me so hard that I couldn't breathe, and yet I couldn't escape.

Ye Yanxi even felt that he would be easily crushed by the other party's finger.

She finally felt the panic of the approaching danger, as if she was really facing despair.

Yun Nishang just tapped the girl's shoulder and lowered her head.

Even with a veil between them, her temperament still looked dangerous and oppressive.