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

"Yes, that's right."

"Are you crazy? Even if you really don't pass and become an outer disciple, you still have the opportunity to challenge for two years and come back again. You are cutting off your own escape route, don't you know that?"

Bai Yingluo couldn't help but speak with a heavier tone.

There is no way, in her eyes, this boy is a child who never grows up.

Many times, people act on impulse, regardless of the consequences, and have no idea of ​​the seriousness of the situation. She felt that Xu Qingyan was just too impulsive at the moment and had not thought of a way out.

Xu Qingyan smiled as he looked at the woman whose eagerness was clearly written on her face.

The image that emerged in his mind was a certain day in his previous life, when she stood in front of him with a smile on her face, holding a sword, and smiling as heroically as the morning sun.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Sister will always be behind you."

His heart sank.

He said with a nonchalant look on his face.

"What are you afraid of? I won't necessarily lose."

"I don't know where your confidence comes from. I heard that the outer disciples are all eyeing the sect's exam eagerly. The lowest level is the third level of the Bone Tempering Realm. How can you, a fourth level disciple, do any good?"

It looked like the other party was eager to wake him up.

Xu Qingyan asked with a smile.

"Sister, are you so afraid that I will be kicked out of the mountain gate?"

"Of course I..."

The words that I spoke subconsciously seemed to be cut off in half.

Bai Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then looked at the playful smile in the other person's eyes, and she felt an ambiguous atmosphere.

It's like sleeping on soft reeds in spring, making people feel itchy and addicted.

But this was unfamiliar to her.

Even a little embarrassed.

"I'm your senior sister, isn't it natural for me to consider you?!"

The handsome young man blinked.

"If this person is Chen Jiurang, would you still be so anxious?"

Bai Yingluo looked at him with eyes that almost made her grit her teeth, not realizing that her cheeks had turned pink.

"Of course it's the same...!"

"Really?"

He smiled, then put one hand on the grass and moved closer to his face.

The action seemed to be to confirm whether Bai Yingluo was lying.

But this sudden shortened distance allowed Bai Yingluo to smell the strong scent of this young man.

The sky was gradually getting darker, but the boy in front of me became clearer and clearer.

The familiar impression she had of him was gradually blurring out, and the unfamiliar Xu Qingyan, who made her inexplicably confused, was now clear before her eyes.

She bit her lip, trying to show her strength. In this world of cultivation, how could a woman be forced to this extent by a man?

So she forced herself to remain calm and looked at the other person and said.

"I am your senior sister... Don't keep saying such nonsense to me. You must respect me and listen to me..."

"Um..."

Xu Qingyan sniffed it gently.

Her fragrance, the scent of her hair, is like a pot of tea.

But Bai Yingluo's face couldn't help but turn red.

He was getting closer and closer, almost touching my face, almost touching the tip of my nose.

She forgot to dodge, or was completely helpless, and was in unprecedented panic and confusion.

"What if... this is how I respect my senior sister?"

Bai Yingluo has been learning swordsmanship since she was a child and has shown a high talent for cultivation. She has never worked less hard than others.

She has a strong character and never shy away from difficulties.

During her practice and growth, she encountered more or less difficulties and troubles.

But she never thought of escaping from it all.

I always face it head on, and then defeat it head on.

And at this time...

When the handsome boy who I thought I was familiar with became a stranger overnight.

When she thought the relationship would not change for a long time, it suddenly seemed to have different possibilities.

It is possible that it makes you feel palpitations for no reason and makes your face hot and unbearable.

She...kind of wants to escape.

I wanted to escape from this young man without caring about my dignity and appearance.

But when she moved her body slightly, she felt the back of her hand being suddenly pressed down.

There was no other possibility at this time. It was Xu Qingyan's palm that covered her hand.

Pressed on the grass.

Compared to his strength and warmth coming from the back of my hand, his eyes at this moment made it even more difficult for me to break free.

It was as if the moment I touched it, I lost most of my strength.

Bai Yingluo bit her lower lip and almost squeezed out the sound from her throat with difficulty.

"Let go..."

Xu Qingyan not only didn't let go, he didn't even move his face away, as if he was chasing after the other person's evasive gaze.

"Sister, did you want to escape just now?"

Bai Yingluo's ears turned red.

"Who said that? Why would I run away? I just, I just feel uncomfortable sitting there, I..."

"Then lie down."

“Ah? Ah…!”

Before she could react to what Xu Qingyan meant, she saw Xu Qingyan's body pressing towards her.

The instinct of a cultivator should be to use the most effective means to distance himself when someone suddenly approaches him.

For example, push him away, slap him in the face, or punch him in the chest.

But...why didn't I do anything?

Bai Yingluo didn't understand.

The force came, and he gently pressed his shoulders and pressed himself onto the soft grass slope.

Then, the girl, with a dazed look in her eyes and a complicated mind, saw the handsome boy lying next to her, leaning against her body.

Shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, he didn't even intend to let go of his own hands.

But compared to the helpless self at this moment, he seemed very calm, just lying there, looking up at the sky which was getting darker and it seemed that the stars and the moon were about to come out.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't lose, and I won't leave the Eighteen Sword Sect in that manner."

His gentle voice came, blowing like the gradually refreshing night breeze.

Bai Yingluo forgot the plan and action she had just decided on. His words seemed to have an inexplicable convincing power.

"This is not easy... There are always unexpected things. If this really happens, you have made such a bet, and no one can reverse it, not even Master..."

"I don't know if Master will do that, but if I am really forced to leave the sect, Senior Sister will definitely find a way for me, right?"

He turned his head and looked at me like a child.

That soft wave of eyes is the trust that moved me.

Bai Yingluo suddenly felt familiar with him, as if he was still the little brother who needed her help, needed her to take care of him, and needed her to remind him not to slack off in his practice.

So much so that she forgot about the current ambiguous situation.

She couldn't help but blush and smile.

"If something like this really happens, I can't think of a solution. He's the sect master, your senior sister can't compare to him."

Xu Qingyan shook his head.

"No, in the future, you will be better, more outstanding, and more charming than her."

"How is that possible? That's the Sect Master... And the Sect Master is so beautiful and so smart, unlike me who only knows how to practice..."

Xu Qingyan smiled as he looked at the girl who suddenly seemed a little discouraged.

"Sister, do you think that in this world, only smart people can have the best things and the best opportunities?"

Bai Yingluo blinked.

"if not?"

Xu Qingyan turned completely to the side, loosened his hand, and placed it under his head.

Bai Yingluo just felt the emptiness in her palms, and actually felt a little regretful.

But the next moment, Xu Qingyan actually used his other hand to continue holding his hand, and the movement was very smooth, without any fear or awkwardness.

Holding together, so fitting.

So warm and not offensive at all.

It was as if... as if my hand was born to be held by him.

"Sister, smart people, ruthless people, and people who are calm and indifferent are not worthy of having many things. For example, good luck and true happiness. And I hope you will have these things, and I believe you will have them."

Bai Yingluo stared blankly at the boy's face.

He felt so strange. How could the old Xu Qingyan say such things to him?

I am the senior sister, and I am the one who can resolve his countless questions.

Thinking of this, I asked helplessly.

"why?"

Xu Qingyan just looked at this most foolish, most pitiful, and most compassionate girl.

“Because I will give it to you.”

"...You, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand! I'm leaving!"

The overwhelming shyness and panic filled her heart, drowning her in the flood of her heart and making her feel overwhelmed.

The only way I could think of, the instinctive means of self-preservation, was to turn over and quickly escape.

This time Xu Qingyan still did not let the other party escape.

When the young man's strong and slender arms gently embraced her waist.

When his chin rested on his shoulder.

Almost...putting that warm face on my own feverish and red face.

She was stunned again.

It seemed like I couldn't move anymore.

Her legs lost their strength, and her entire body froze in place, as if she was cooperating and relying on his embrace.

He said.

"I'm not kidding, Senior Sister, don't be afraid. I know exactly what I'm doing, and I'm very calm. Unless Senior Sister tells me right now, in person..."