【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

After the resentful spirit crossed, and finally didn't have to see Xue Yang killing people in the resentful spirit's memories every day, Xiao Xingchen obviously felt relieved.

In addition to monitoring the soul-dispersing grass plantation, Xue Yang used the materials received from Unexpected Mountain and Muyue Pavilion to teach him to distinguish poison, and he taught Xue Yang sword skills.

According to his own wishes, he originally wanted to teach Xue Yang spells. Most of his spells are gentle and protective, and he is good at building enchantments or shields. He learned deeply that wind, water, grass, and wood can all be used as shields. Only relying on one's own spiritual power can set up barriers with different uses, but Xue Yang is not interested in such techniques, and prefers his swordsmanship, so Xiao Xingchen had no choice but to give up and teach him swordsmanship.

For several months, they all benefited from each other, some moments of smiling and looking at each other, hoping that the days can continue endlessly like this.

Xue Yang himself may not know it, but Xiao Xingchen can tell that when he was haunted by resentful spirits and grievances every day, Xue Yang's eyes often had flashes of boredom inadvertently, which made Xiao Xingchen worry whether he had met him before? Like Xiaojie, he is unwilling or afraid to enter reincarnation and reincarnation.

It's all right now, that look of boredom hasn't appeared in Xue Yang's eyes for a long time.

On this day, it snowed heavily overnight, and the sunrise stopped.Xiao Xingchen got up in the morning and walked in the snow-capped mountains, only to see the morning sun reflecting on the white snow, and the luster of fine crystals spread all over the mountains and plains. Looking around, the sky was as clear as blue, and the mountains were full of Qiongyao, which was incomparably magnificent.Xiao Xingchen looked at the magnificent scenery that was half blue and half silver white, and suddenly said: "A Yang, haven't I said it yet, thank you for saving me back, so that I can see such beautiful scenery in the world again."

He was dressed in white clothes, clean and flawless, as if he was also the snow that floated down into the world.

Xue Yang was thanked inexplicably, his throat was sour, and his mouth was filled with anger: "Xiao Xingchen, are you a fool? It's obvious that I hurt you, yet you still thank me."

Xiao Xingchen turned his head and saw the young man in black standing under a pine tree, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, his expression displeased.They share memories, Xue Yang's regrets, no one knows better than him.

He stretched out his finger and flicked it slightly, a thin sword energy brushed past Xue Yang's body and hit the tree trunk, the branches swayed rustlingly, and the shaken snow fell profusely on Xue Yang's head and face, his eyebrows and hair were all white, but he was standing aside He pursed his lips and smiled contentedly.

"Xiao Xingchen!" Xue Yang shook the snow off his head angrily.

Most of the time, Xiao Xingchen is very airy, gentle and elegant, and occasionally he will do some little pranks, and he always succeeds easily when he is not on his guard.

The snow on the pines was caught off guard and fell on the body, and the coolness swept away the haze.

It can be seen that Xiao Xingchen is really in a good mood recently.

Xue Yang's heart lightened, and he pretended to open his teeth and claws and rushed over to push Xiao Xingchen to the ground, also wanting to make him covered in snow, Xiao Xingchen swiftly dodged sideways, Xue Yang pounced again, Xiao Xingchen quickly stretched out his left palm to block, several Back and forth, it is obvious that it is no longer a casual slapstick, but a sparring.

"A Yang, you've made great progress." Xiao Xingchen praised loudly, and at the same time put his right hand behind his back, and only used his left hand like Xue Yang, "If you can hit my chest today, or force me to use my right hand, Even if you win."

Xue Yang took a step back and gladly accepted the challenge, his voice jumped up, "Would you like to bet? Then I will win if I win!"

"Okay, what kind of prize do you want?"

Xue Yang smiled slyly: "It's fine if the Daoist agrees, and I'll tell you when I win the fight, see the trick!" Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and slashed across, Xiao Xingchen stepped on his feet, dodged it with a low body, and instructed : "Too slow, you can still use your feet."

Xue Yang integrated the body skills taught by Xiao Xingchen Lianyue one by one, with fists in his palms, either attacking or defending, the faster he went, Xiao Xingchen always kept his right hand behind him, calmly, his left hand met, and he jumped between his fists and feet to avoid it. However, Xue Yang saw the white shadow flickering, sometimes in front, sometimes behind, so that he would never be able to hit his chest.

During the fight, the pines shook and the snow fell to the ground. A small piece of pine forest revealed its original green color. The white snow was kicked up and flew to the cheeks. There are more and more pines, blooming a vibrant green color on the snow-covered mountainside.

Xiao Xingchen's movements are pure and graceful, graceful and nimble. After Xue Yang learned it, he was not rigid. He mixed and merged with his original moves, which were weird and changeable. Up and down.

Xue Yang was eager to win, knowing that it was difficult to win by the proper way, so he could only find another way. Seeing a tree behind Xiao Xingchen, he immediately guided the opponent back and dodged, and finally approached the tree trunk. Xue Yang took the opportunity to wrap Xiao Xingchen's wrist tightly, Xiao Xingchen expected that he wouldn't have time to hit him like this, so he didn't care, and didn't forcefully pull out his wrist, but Xue Yang quickly approached him, as if he was going to hit him with his head, at this time, his back had touched the tree trunk, and he couldn't dodge. Xiao Xingchen also wanted to attack with his head, but Xue Yang suddenly smiled slyly on the way, and changed to a kiss with lips. The change was sudden, and Xiao Xingchen really showed his right hand in a panic.

The moment his right hand was stretched out, Xiao Xingchen thought: "It's not like I haven't kissed him before, why should I stop him?" But the hand had already been stretched out, and it was only in time to withdraw the force, and gently pushed on Xue Yang's chest. Even Xue Yang got his way, pressing on the tree trunk and giving him a firm kiss.

"Xiao Xingchen, you've lost!" Xue Yang was proud, but he didn't think it was enough. In order to declare victory, he pecked Xiao Xingchen's lips and cheeks a few times, until two peach blossoms bloomed on Xiao Xingchen's beautiful face.

Xiao Xingchen felt helpless whether he wanted to hide or not: "You...! How can you win in this way against the enemy!"

Xue Yang giggled: "It's not that we're facing an enemy now, the Taoist priest just said let me win you!"

Xiao Xingchen smiled and said, "Okay, then what kind of prize do you want?"

Ever since there was a sharp conflict in Hebi, both of them were hurt, they became more cautious, and after the resentment was over, they eased up a little, and the two became more and more cheerful. After a month, today's quarrel made them feel closer again.

Xue Yang couldn't help staring blankly at Xiao Xingchen's smiling face against the white snow world.Regardless of the seasons on the snow-capped mountains, he has seen many lives with sympathy with the resentful spirits. From the restlessness at the beginning to the calm and stable after crossing the resentful spirits, it seems that he has traveled a long way and forgot the length of time. Months have passed, no matter the hardships or not, Xiao Xingchen has always been by his side.

Xue Yang couldn't help himself, and approached again little by little, kissing those pale red plum-colored lips, lingering and lingering, using the tip of his tongue to explore the long-lost tenderness and softness.

The hand on his chest also slid from the waist to the back, hugging him, bringing the two closer.

It's been a long time, it's so lingering and emotional, and the mind is turbulent, it's been so long that the two of them feel as if they are kissing like this for the first time.

Very soft, very soft, like snowflakes falling into the snow, gently blending together, not disturbing any living beings, but quietly spreading a clear and sweet heart palpitation.

After a long kiss, Xue Yang buried his head on Xiao Xingchen's neck: "Xiao Xingchen, I used to... really feel sorry for you."

Xiao Xingchen smiled.How strange, Suiyun Snow Mountain is cold all year round, yet Xue Yang has become soft and clean like a boy here.

"It doesn't matter if I'm sorry, I just hope that you don't feel sorry for others anymore."

He always had such sincerity and was willing to sacrifice himself in exchange for the safety of others. This kind of sacrifice generally ignored his habit, which obviously caused Xue Yang's dissatisfaction. His earlobe was caught and he bit it lightly. There was a low voice on the side: "Say stupid things again, what do you mean I'm sorry, it doesn't matter to you? The only thing I value most is you."

The earlobe was let go, and the moisture was exposed to the cold air, which was cool, which made him involuntarily yearn for the warmth in the other's lips just now.

"Then... Ah Yang is not allowed to be sorry to me in the future, nor is it allowed to be sorry to others."

"Okay." Xue Yang was finally satisfied, and dawdled against Xiao Xingchen's forehead, "Master Daoist, I haven't won the lottery yet."

Xiao Xingchen's heart was beating like thunder, and more and more white mist lingered between the faces of the two of them.

Xue Yang stared at Xiao Xingchen for a long while. He didn't want Xiao Xingchen to frown or think of even a trace of the haze of a nightmare. After several struggles, he still said, "I'm tired from beating up. How about I go back?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay."

The curvature and dimples at the corners of the mouth satisfied Xue Yang.

In the white snow, he lay on Xiao Xingchen's back and went back to their cave residence.Xiao Xingchen has a slender figure, with well-shaven shoulders, and his steps are vigorous and steady.

"The Taoist priest has recited me many times, right?"

"Well, but it's the first time you're sober on my back."

In the past, they were seriously injured or even unconscious.

"Xiao Xingchen, if you were to go back to Yicheng and meet me for the first time now, would you still save me?"

Xiao Xingchen sighed: "I will save you." After thinking about it seriously, he added: "I wish I could meet you sooner."

The answer is not surprising at all, Xue Yang just likes to hear Xiao Xingchen say it.

He wrapped his hands and feet around Xiao Xingchen's body forcefully, both reproaching and delighting secretly, "You don't learn a lesson, why are you still so stupid."

Xiao Xingchen said gently: "Yes, I'm not as smart as you, so don't bully me again in the future."

"I didn't bully you, look, who just made me covered in snow!"

Xue Yang flopped a bit, and showed Xiao Xingchen the remnant snow on his sleeve. The two chatted and laughed, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Before going back, as usual, I had to take a look at the Sanhun Grass plantation from a distance to see if everything was as usual. When I looked down from the top of the hill, I saw three figures coming towards the plantation from a distance, and the faces of the two of them turned frosty together. .

Those three were Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, and Song Zichen.

There were few people in the snow field, and one or two people would be very eye-catching. The three of them also stood up from the hillside with Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang, and the first time they saw them, one behind the other, talking and laughing, harmonious and intimate.

Song Zichen's face turned blue, his footsteps stopped in place, and his sharp sword-like eyes shot over coldly, not knowing which one he was aiming at.

Since parting ways with Xiao Xingchen, Song Zichen couldn't find Wei Wuxian at the beginning, thinking about Xue Yang's death, he also had a thought of giving up the pursuit for the time being, and planned to rebuild the Baixue Temple first, but returned to the old site of Baixueguan to see The place where he grew up was devastated, the mentor who had guided him, and the brothers who had accompanied him, none of them were there, Xue Yang's subordinates had already died, and he hated him again.

He found himself making the same mistake again.When Xue Yang destroyed the Baixue Temple, he was enraged and threatened to never see Xiao Xingchen again. His resolute attitude caused Xiao Xingchen to leave his eyes behind him, and it was difficult for him to face it. Opportunities, deceitful deception, causing all kinds of disasters in the future.After finally rescuing his friend, he once again let Xiao Xingchen face the evil spirit Xue Yang alone because of a moment of anger.

He knew the character of his friend, Xue Yang replenished his soul, and helped Xiaojie get revenge and fulfill his last wish in Xifu Town, how could Xiao Xingchen remain unmoved?Afterwards, Song Zichen regretted leaving like that, and even went back to the elegant house by the sea to wait, hoping that Xiao Xingchen could go back, listen to his advice, recognize Xue Yang's true face, and work with him to find the way to destroy his soul.

He was afraid that Xue Yang was scheming and inhumane, even if he had shown a deformed attachment to Xiao Xingchen, who knew if it was true or not, and how long it would last?He was worried that his friend would be framed again, so he embarked on the road of looking for his friend again.For several months in a row, after hearing that a dungeon in Hebi was discovered, Xianmen began to arrest a man named Shi Wusheng. He inquired many times, and based on other people's descriptions, he suspected that Xiao Xingchen was the one who discovered the dungeon. Beside the fairy elder was a young man with a broken arm who had a completely opposite temperament. The two discovered the dungeon together.

Xue Yang has become a ghost, so others should not be able to see it, but if it wasn't for Xue Yang, which young man with a broken arm would be beside Xiao Xingchen?

Song Zichen searched in many ways with doubts, and followed the directions of others to find Suiyun Snow Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, he happened to meet Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji who were also looking for Xiao Xingchen. They went up the mountain together, and saw Xiao Xingchen carrying Xue Yang. screen.

Song Zichen wondered if Xiao Xingchen was blind again and was deceived, but he looked carefully and found that although his friend's eyes looked dull when they met him, they were indeed healthy eyes with clear black and white.

I'm afraid it's not black and white enough in my heart.

A pair of former friends are separated by a long distance, and they both read the firm intentions diametrically opposite to their own on each other's faces.

Xiao Xingchen didn't let go of Xue Yang's back, and was in a stalemate for a moment. It was Xue Yang who jumped off his back and fell to the ground.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other speechlessly, and he muttered in his heart: "Oops, the message I sent to my junior uncle with the animal skin, my junior uncle must have not seen it!"

Xue Yang glanced at the visitor, then turned his eyes to the side, only to see Xiao Xingchen's complexion was ashen, his lips pale, and he opened his mouth to his former friend, but couldn't make a sound.

Xue Yang thought in his heart that he was really sorry for him.

What face do you have to say that you care about Xiao Xingchen the most?Obviously, the one who brought Xiao Xingchen the most pain was him, and his so-called "care".

Xue Yang raised his head resolutely to meet Song Zichen.