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

She will not forget.

So what about everything that just happened?

She looked around in confusion, but she could feel her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable after sweating profusely...

But how did he sit up?

And he sat up so smoothly.

Ye Yanxi clearly remembered that after being possessed by the devil for a year, he had been bedridden for a whole year. Even ordinary movements seemed difficult, let alone going out. Even sitting up smoothly without any external force was quite difficult.

And my actions just now... Could it be that what he did to me in the dream...

She quickly sensed her own situation.

What disappointed her was that she was still very weak. With a little effort, she could not only feel how barren the empty spiritual sea was, but also feel a pain in her meridians as if they were cut.

But compared to her previous weak and dying self...she is now like a drop of oil in a dying oil lamp.

It's a little better... from my own soul.

Thinking about it now, Ye Yanxi could draw some conclusions.

Because it was a "treatment" in a dream, it couldn't work on my body or my meridians. The effect from my soul was so clear that it proved that he really had the ability to heal me, or at least the possibility of getting better.

If you want to get completely well, you can only rely on his power to fully recover.

Just as the young man who called himself Xu Qingyan said, I will definitely go to him...

"Xu Qingyan..."

But why have I never heard of this young man's name?

This proved that he was not an outstanding young man. There were very few men in the land of the Six States who could cultivate to be outstanding, so men who were not outstanding were even less qualified to enter his sight.

But why could such a young man have such ability? Could it be that, as he said, he was good at medicine?

This is not right.

First of all, she appeared in his dream. Ye Yanxi couldn't convince herself that this was a coincidence. It might be a special arrangement by this man or someone else.

And the things he did to himself...the feelings he left in his body that still linger, that ambition and desire...his purpose was definitely not pure.

But what does it matter if he can think of these things? He is not afraid of thinking them out clearly, because even if he thinks them out clearly, the only choice he has to make to survive is...

"boom!"

"Xi'er, what happened?"

It was like a door that was blown open by the wind.

Following a majestic and familiar aura, a graceful figure entered the door.

The thick and smooth long hair seems to reach down to the waist.

The close-fitting white tube-top dress can highlight her plump and hot body curves.

She is mature and gentle, with narrow eyes that appear cold when solemn and gentle when soft.

She hurriedly came to Ye Yanxi's bedside and held the girl's soft hands.

Ye Yanxi's cheeks turned slightly red, sensing the warmth from the other party, and looked at her caring eyes.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

My master was so kind to me, but in my dream, I sold my innocence for my own life...

"I, I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

"Nightmare? Really, you sweat so much..."

She spoke softly, using her palm to gently wipe the girl's forehead, face, and even her fair and delicate neck. Looking at her skin that turned slightly red with her hands, a barely perceptible heat appeared in the eyes of the mature woman.

Ye Yanxi's cheeks also turned slightly red. The master's touch was for her own good, to wipe her sweat, so gentle and delicate... unlike the obscene bastard, the lecher in her dream, who scratched her so painfully and bit her...

Ye Yanxi suddenly felt aggrieved and wanted to throw himself into the arms of this woman and cry loudly.

But she knew that she couldn't let the other party worry anymore. She now had a glimmer of hope, and she had to handle everything perfectly.

So she looked at Pei Yu who was close to her and said softly.

"Master...I'm really fine. I just suddenly remembered something."

"What?"

Ye Yanxi was right in front of him, and the soft and sweet smell that was sprayed on his face made Pei Yu want to taste the scent of this girl.

But considering her physical condition, Pei Yu suppressed the hidden passion in his heart.

"Do you know a male disciple named Xu Qingyan...?"

"Xu Qingyan? I seem to have some impression of him, but I can't quite remember which sect he is from. Why?"

She narrowed her eyes. It seemed unusual to hear a man's name from her disciple.

She knew how cold her disciple was to men, and how proud and arrogant she was...but why hadn't she heard of it before?

Who is this man who suddenly appeared in her mouth?!

Her expression did not reveal any flaws.

Ye Yanxi recalled some of the passionate scenes in her dreams. Her cheeks turned red for a moment, then she lowered her head and said.

"It's like this... I actually knew him before, and he seemed... to be very good at medicine, so I wanted to ask him to come and help me..."

"What a joke, a disciple I've never heard of is good at medicine, can he help you? Does he have the ability? I understand how you feel now, but Xi'er... will definitely get better. Master will do his best for you, don't rush to seek medical treatment."

Pei Yu looked at the girl's face which had inexplicably turned red, which was like a spring in the girl's eyes, making her eyebrows and eyes even colder.

Ye Yanxi hurriedly explained.

"I'm not desperate... Master, I... I'm telling you the truth."

"What?"

“I dreamed of a fairy.”

"Immortal?!"

"That's right... This immortal told me that the only person who can cure me is this young man named Xu Qingyan. I know it may be hard for you to believe, but what if it is true? Master... even if you just try?"

Seeing Ye Yanxi looking somewhat anxious.

Pei Yu stared at the other person, and through his understanding of this girl.

She knew that this girl must be hiding something. What a joke... Who would believe such an explanation from an immortal?

An immortal landed in your dream accurately and gave you a person's name, who happened to be a disciple of the Eighteen Sword Sect...

Still a man...haha.

But she kept silent.

He just patted the back of her hand gently.

"I understand. I believe in you. I will ask. As long as there is hope, I will try for you."

"Really..."

"Of course, Master just hopes you can get better."

"Master..."

Ye Yanxi's expression was moved. His originally cold and abstinent face now looked weak and pitiful. Pei Yu gently released his soft hand and stood up.

"Okay, take a good rest, I'll go ask."

"Disciple understands. Master, take care."

"Um."

Pei Yu smiled slightly, closed the door of the other person's room and walked out.

When she closed the door, a slightly hot summer breeze blew in, and she looked up at the bright stars above her head.

But it completely destroyed the kindness and gentleness just now, and turned into a smile as cold as frost.

"Xu Qingyan..."

You'd better find a way, otherwise...what reason can keep you alive?

"No."

She opened her red lips slightly, and the smile on her face was so charming, yet so cold-blooded.

"If there is a way, you will die even more."

Someone once said that rereading a book will give you new insights, but not a new ending.

So what will happen if I meet her again?

If possible, perhaps not meeting is the best situation, but there are always so many unavoidable things in life.

Rebirth does not mean that everything can be overturned and started over again.

Xu Qingyan knelt in the main hall of the Shenjian Mountain Gate, raised his head and looked at her eyes that were always as calm and ethereal as autumn water.

She was wearing a white dress, looking at herself calmly as if she was not stained by dust.

Her eyes seemed to tell no story at all. If possible, Xu Qingyan also hoped that he could look at her with such eyes.

Her name is Lin Yan.

One of the eighteen mountain gates of the Eighteen Sword Sects, the master of Chenjian Mountain.

It is also divided into seven realms from low to high: foundation building realm, body refining realm, bone forging realm, soul cultivation realm, golden elixir realm, Nascent Soul realm and tribulation crossing realm. Among them, the leader has reached the early stage of golden elixir realm.

To Xu Qingyan, her more important identity is his master.

How to describe this woman?

Young and beautiful?

Outstandingly gorgeous?

Qingyan didn't care about these things. He only remembered that the woman was in tears, holding his hand tightly and said to him.

"I'm sorry Yan'er... For my master to ascend to that heavenly step, this is the only way, the only way..."

At that time, the north wind was howling, and Xu Qingyan still remembered the pain of the wind and snow blowing on his face.

I also clearly remember the words I asked the other person with the last bit of hope.

"Master, compared to your so-called heavenly rank, am I also something that can be abandoned?"

She just cried and shook her head.

Then swing the sword.

Cut off all ties between the two.

Some pains will be remembered no matter how long it has passed, let alone myself who has no chance to drink Meng Po soup?

But now, he looked at this young woman who was once closest to his heart, and felt that she was infinitely far away.

It is so far away that it cannot be touched, just like the Milky Way that allows people to see the beauty but is always out of reach and cannot be interfered with.

"Flame...pure flame."

Her words brought the boy back to his senses.

Xu Qingyan sank those distant thoughts and drowned them in the darkest corner.

Then he smiled and raised his head.

"Master."

Xu Qingyan clearly saw her delicate features but she frowned secretly.

Why?

Did he notice the strangeness and indifference in his words, which was different from before?

Lin Yan quickly lowered her brows, and her voice seemed like ice hanging on a high mountain.

"I have been in seclusion for half a year, not leaving the house, and there is no news. Is there any effect?"