The villain's daily corpse collection

Chapter 201 A Slight Change in the Heart

"However, before you leave, have you and Yuan Xiang settled everything?" Wang Wei suddenly remembered Yuan Xiang who had a sad face two days ago, and asked him out of concern.

"Oh! There's nothing wrong with us!" Du Ximiao shook his head. "He understands my intention. Although he lacks trust in me, there is no need for me to explain too much. The facts are right in front of us - I don't want him to get hurt, and I'm driving him away for his own good. Although he usually protects me, when it comes to a life-and-death situation, I will never risk his life!"

As she spoke, she sat up straight and held her chest high, with a proud look on her face, as if to say that she was by no means a heartless person, and that she knew how to protect the people around her.

Wang Wei pursed his lips and smiled, seeming to agree with her point of view.

"But it's very hurtful to push away someone who cares about you!" Huo Feng walked out of the inner room. "You think you are protecting him, but you don't care about his thoughts at all. You just selfishly made an important decision for him. It seems that you saved his life, but if something happens to you, how will you let him deal with it in the future? Do you think he can stay out of it?"

Huo Feng spoke a little too quickly, and seemed particularly dissatisfied with Du Ximiao's answer. If one looked closely, one would find a flickering light in his eyes.

After saying this, he did not cast his last glance on Du Ximiao, but looked at Wang Wei. Half of Wang Wei's face was hidden in the dim night, and the other half was illuminated by candlelight. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

But she knew what Huo Feng meant.

But, that's just how she's always done things.

The people around her will suffer a miserable end because of her, but she will remain the same.

Those who she could use were firmly under her feet, and those who she didn't want to use were pushed away as early as possible.

But people still paid their lives for this, and she didn't want to see such a price any more.

"Then be rational." Wang Wei looked at Huo Feng, "Since you have done everything you can to save your life, you should cherish it and live well. Isn't it the best outcome to be able to stay safe in the chaos?"

“Ha…” Huo Feng snorted coldly, “Really? As expected, a master who is born as a god is different. I, Huo Feng, once ascended as a mortal, but I can’t be as cold and heartless as you.”

Wang Wei narrowed her eyes, moved forward and pinched Huo Feng's chin, pushing him against the wall. Huo Feng did not dodge, but looked straight into her eyes. The flickering light in his eyes made Wang Wei want to look away several times. But she did not do so.

Du Ximiao suddenly stood up and walked towards the door, slightly disturbing the somewhat awkward atmosphere between the two.

As she walked, she said, "Well, see you tomorrow morning. Let's go get the artifact! Yawn... I'm so sleepy." She pretended to be sleepy and slept away.

Only the master and disciple were left in the stalemate.

"With Fu Zhu's death, I thought you could see things clearly." Wang Wei let go of his hand and finally got rid of that scorching gaze.

"Master, are you trying to say that no one who follows you will have a good end? Is this why you keep hiding things from me? I've understood this a long time ago, and I also know the troubles that come with being a master—"

"No!" Wang Wei interrupted Huo Feng firmly, "You don't understand."

To this day, she still holds that identity.

The "alarm" at the time should have been lifted, but now she still couldn't confess everything. What was she worried about?

Are you worried that Huo Feng won’t be able to accept the real him?

Or maybe I just can't accept my past self.

After a trip to the lower world, Wang Wei couldn't tell what happened. She wondered if this divine body was tainted by the breath of the mortal world, which made her different.

"Fu Zhu was your colleague, and she was murdered. I know you must feel bad, Master..." Huo Feng's answer tried hard to overturn the definition of "not understanding", but it was indeed far from the truth.

Huo Feng spared no effort to say comforting words, while Wang Wei lowered his eyelashes, tilted his head back and drank a cup of cold tea.

The autumn chill outside the window permeated the room, and coupled with the coolness of the overnight tea, it made her unstable heart tremble slightly.

Zi Sangkui was fully responsible for Fu Zhu's death. She didn't want to kill her, but there were some things that must not be touched.

However, this time, she didn't want to push everything out.

Fuzhu has been with her since she was a child. Whenever Wang was alone, Fuzhu would always come close to her and rub her face with his soft feathers.

The two of them also had a gentle and comfortable feeling when they were together. The others, including Dafeng, had been scolded or punished by her, but Fuzhu had not. Perhaps it was her special existence that prevented her from losing her original vitality among the others.

But Fu Zhu was eventually drawn into this controversy.

Perhaps, he wanted to prove himself. Perhaps, he didn't want too many people to be in danger. Or perhaps, the outcome was doomed by the death array he accidentally stepped into.

In short, it's all because of her.

Wang Wei did not refute Huo Feng's words: "She is much more important than her colleagues." Huo Feng turned his head and caught a glimpse of her slightly confused eyes.

Silent all night.

The next day, Du Ximiao and Yuan Xiang were ready to go, and Wang Wei and Huo Feng were already waiting downstairs in the inn.

As the organizer of the party, Du Ximiao felt a little embarrassed for getting up a little late. She stuck out her tongue and quickly picked up a random topic: "Well, uncle didn't come with us."

Wang Wei shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are old now, do you still need to inform your elders before you go out?"

Du Ximiao smiled awkwardly, and Huo Feng took over the topic: "There are quite a few injured people at home, so it is more important to treat them. Master has a lot of things to do today."

"Let's talk while we walk." Wang Wei was the first to step out the door.

On the way, Du Ximiao recounted their recent experiences. But before she spoke, Wang Wei said in advance that he would only talk about the news about the artifact.

Du Ximiao swallowed his saliva and swallowed a lot of words, then said: "Okay, okay, let's start with the artifact."

In fact, they did come here to look for divine artifacts, but their purpose was different from those of the sects. I don't know where Du Di got the news that a divine artifact appeared in Fuyuan City.

Emperor Du's health was deteriorating, and the appearance of the artifact seemed to bring him new hope. Therefore, the task of finding the artifact turned into an alternative "crown prince competition".

Although no one said it explicitly, all the children of the imperial family who had this idea began to use various means to start the fight.

"Haven't you always wanted to sit in that seat? Why did you take me with you?" Wang Wei raised his eyebrows and asked.

Du Ximiao, who was walking in front and leading the way, turned around, took a few steps back, took Wang Wei's arm, and said with a smile: "I know the importance of some things. What's more, the artifact originally belonged to Sister Weiwei. It must be returned to its original owner."

Wang Wei tilted his head and looked at her.

"If something does not belong to the mortal world, no matter how hard you fight for it, it will be useless." Du Ximiao said.

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