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

"You are not me, why do you think I am unnecessary?"

Lin Yan sat on the side couch, as if she had returned to the beginning.

The two people were positioned just right. The woman raised her head, her face still flushed, and her eyes seemed to have returned to their initial coldness.

Xu Qingyan just gave a very simple answer.

"Because I never wanted to be someone special to you, there's no need. I don't even want to be a part of your dream choice, Master, so... that's it."

Xu Qingyan's words were like a needle.

Very calmly, he accurately hit the weakest part of this woman's seemingly perfect defense.

Deny everything, reject calmly.

Those that cannot be settled still cannot be settled, and those that must be settled are settled now.

Xu Qingyan looked at the woman who hadn't spoken for a long time, staring at him straight, as if she was putting infinite pressure on him in this way.

"I'm going back now. If nothing else happens, try not to let this happen again."

This time, Lin Yan did not use force to stop him like before.

She just sighed emptily.

"Clear Flame."

It's not Yan'er, but his name.

The young man glanced at her and said politely and respectfully.

"Anything else, Master?"

Lin Yan looked at the other person, her eyes were somewhat soft, not so cold and hard.

"I am a very difficult person to you. Are these things very difficult things?"

Xu Qingyan answered without hesitation.

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"It would be really embarrassing to keep doing this. After all, I have never thought about such a situation, and I don't know what your dream is about. But I have my own things to do, and I don't want to waste time on these things."

"Haha...it turns out it's a waste of time."

She smiled self-deprecatingly, and actually looked somewhat sad and pitiful.

This seemed to be a temperament she had never had before.

After all, she never seemed to be someone who needed sympathy or pity from others.

She took a deep breath.

"I'm going out soon."

"oh."

Xu Qingyan nodded, as if this was not something worth his concern.

Then Lin Yan looked at the other person and said directly.

"Regarding the Luming Sect's matter, Song Xiyan asked the mountain masters and elders to trip up the Luming Sect and stir up a dispute."

Xu Qingyan was moved when he heard this.

Unlike the previous incident, this incident was within his expectations.

After all, the consequences of Hong Jiao's death were definitely not just the absence of a mountain master, it was related to the negotiations between the Eighteen Sword Sect and the Luming Sect.

And the time when I killed him was just when he came back from Luming Sect.

Some people would naturally think that this was a provocation from the Luming Sect who did not want to fulfill their negotiation commitments. After all, judging from their status, the Luming Sect, which had gained fame in the past decade, was already as powerful as the Eighteen Sword Sects.

And there are more than ten magic weapons that need to be returned at once. No matter how big your sect is, how can you not feel the pain?

In fact, in the original work, the dispute between the Eighteen Sword Sect and the Luming Sect also occurred, but the trigger was not Hong Jiao's death, but another interest later on.

Now Xu Qingyan just brought this dispute forward.

Song Xiyan would be happy to see such a dispute happen. After all, as the leader of the clan, the outside world's evaluation of her is still wavering.

She needed a "feat" to solidify her position and make her reputation even more famous.

Therefore, this time the dispute was inevitable, but it had nothing to do with Xu Qingyan. After all, when there was a real dispute between sects, the real force was still the elite of the sect. If these disciples who were still in the developmental stage went there, they would just be sending themselves to the battlefield.

It may even ruin the sect's future.

"Is that so...Then Master should be careful."

Xu Qingyan said in a pretentious manner, appearing to care about the other person.

Lin Yan didn't know what he was thinking, nor did she know if she had made a wrong judgment. He was different from her, and he didn't dream of those scenes.

If he hadn't dreamed about it, then why would he have such a completely different attitude towards himself?

But now it seemed that everything I did would seem awkward, starting from when he rejected me just now.

I am doomed to not be able to do anything today.

So, are these all just my own self-righteousness, and are they just my own emotions that were touched by a dream that came without any warning?

She was somewhat amused by her own strangeness these days.

So is it time to give up this obsession?

She nodded.

“You don’t have to worry about these things.”

Then she stood up, and her white skirt, like a lotus flower, spun lightly in front of the boy's eyes, following her figure.

She did not walk towards Xu Qingyan, but came to the bedside looking lonely.

Open the window and you can see the bright moon rising higher.

The bright moonlight fell on her.

The light shines on her figure leaning slightly against the windowsill. It seems that only now do I realize that this woman is soft and can be vulnerable at times.

"Qingyan, can I ask you what it is about Master that makes you hate him so much?"

She looked out the window and asked the boy at the door a question.

It seemed like Xu Qingyan had just left like that, and it wouldn't be strange if he didn't answer her.

It was just that Xu Qingyan looked at the other person's back, and this scene was very similar to the past.

Why did I end up being obsessed with this woman in my previous life?

Why are you willing to give so much?

Perhaps it was because of moments like this that she, who always appeared strong, sharp, and flawless in front of others, occasionally showed her fragility and loneliness.

It was as if only I saw the real Lin Yan.

It is probably this kind of compassion that makes people soft-hearted and willing to sacrifice everything for her, just to make her happy and to make her feel good.

Maybe it is because some people just like to sacrifice themselves and give of themselves, to make themselves look great and kind, and to satisfy the sense of accomplishment that comes from being touched by themselves.

perhaps...

perhaps.

There are many possibilities in life, but there is no turning back.

Some people say that when you start to reminisce, you are already dead.

So is this the case with me now?

Listening to the other party's question, Xu Qingyan looked at her and then answered.

"I don't hate Master, I just feel that Master is very distant from me."

"Is it far? We were so close just now."

She only showed her side profile and didn't turn her head completely.

Xu Qingyan said softly.

"I'm not talking about the physical distance. I'm talking about... we are not from the same world. Even though you said before that you would never let me go and would choose me no matter what, what you want most is the path to immortality or the end of your practice, right?"

"..."

"Perhaps you did have such a dream, which made you feel that if such a thing really happened in the future, it would be a great regret and pain if you did not choose me. But that is only what you feel now. If the choice between me and the path of cultivation were really in front of you, would you still be so decisive in fulfilling your promise?"

"I can."

She pressed her hands tightly against the windowsill, and with a little more force, she might be able to break it.

But Xu Qingyan smiled.

"Even so, I don't want it to be like this. Because in the end you will find that being with me is not as wonderful as you thought. People always keep beautiful hopes and obsessions for things they don't get and the choices they missed. When you really have it within your reach, you will feel that it is cheap and worthless."

He sighed softly.

It's midsummer, so there won't be any snow.

But he seemed to have returned to that winter.

The one facing me was the woman who was swinging her sword even though her hands were shaking.

He said.

"So let that be a dream. If you will regret whatever you choose, then I will give you a good idea. Such a choice will not appear, and you don't need to make a choice. You continue your life, continue to practice, and move towards your goal."

"What about you?"

She seemed a little unwilling to ask.

From an angle that Xu Qingyan couldn't see, her nose felt a little sour and her eyes were red.

Xu Qingyan answered lightly.

"I will always be your disciple."

“I am just a disciple.”

"call--"

"Now that you've made it so clear, this should be the end, right?"

Xu Qingyan felt relieved after leaving Xi Taoyuan, and could be said to have breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Qingyan was indeed a little surprised when he learned that Lin Yan actually had memories of her past life and regarded it as a "prophetic dream" that never happened.

I couldn't help but feel stunned and panicked for a moment.

Fortunately, Xu Qingyan still did what he thought was right and denied all of this.

In order to eliminate any worries, I even assumed that even if what the other person said was true, I didn't need her to change.

The sadness of a charming and unique woman can easily make people soft-hearted and want to repeat the same mistakes and try again.

But Xu Qingyan didn't intend to take the risk or try it.

Just like the bad jokes I often saw in my previous life, when you scratch the lottery and get a "Xie", do you have to scratch again?

The plot is a bit cliched, but the truth is timeless.

The cold moonlight shone on Xu Qingyan's white clothes, making them look a little messy, even tattered.

The handsome boy looked a little messy.

But is it really that embarrassing? Is it a little more respectable than that man in the snow?

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When the room is empty and there is no sound left.

The woman in a white dress stood by the window for a long time without moving, as if she was a statue frozen in place.

Her eyes were cold, and she looked as drowned as a stone sinking into the sea.

Lin Yan didn't know what she had done wrong, she even began to waver, maybe everything was not as she thought at first, all this was just her wishful thinking.

In the eyes of that young man, all his actions seemed so strange.