Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

"I just want to ask my brother why not long after the battle between good and evil, your fellow apprentice Wan Jian committed the crime of killing his master as soon as he came back from the wilderness, but is it related to this Zhuxian sword?"

"Shut up, it's been so many years, don't mention it again!" A low shout followed by several low coughs, Daoxuan's face became very ugly.

Shuiyue couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Why can't you mention it? What did you and Wan Jianyi hide from me?"

"Hmph!" He sneered noncommittally, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sighed: "Actually, even you have always doubted me? Don't you? Cang Song is because of that person who would rather abandon his teacher's school, just to kill me one day To avenge that man? What about you?"

Shuiyue saw the painful expression on his angry face, she suddenly couldn't bear it, how could she not know his temperament after more than a hundred years, but just now he clearly mentioned the Zhuxian sword first, and proposed to her that if one day He was killed by the Sword of Exorcism and took his life, and she didn't have any doubts about Wan Jianyi's murder of his teacher back then, wondering if there was really an ulterior reason behind it.

"Over the years, you have me in your heart. I have never understood why you only told everyone that you saw it with your own eyes and that the man killed the head. Since then, I have not understood why you Don't let me bear the charge of killing my teacher..."

Shuiyue listened to his words that had been hidden in her heart for hundreds of years, and saw that he had become much older and haggard in an instant. She leaned over to Daoxuan, stretched out her hand to brush his face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and treated him Said: "Don't ask about this again, and I won't mention it again."

His black eyes flickered in surprise, but they dimmed, and he nodded weakly. After all, it was impossible for her and him.

Both of them buried the matter of that person deeply in their hearts again, and when they talked about it again, it was a different scene.

"Brother, Xueqi's injury will be entrusted to you." Before Shuiyue left, she left her lover Lu Xueqi behind in Tongtian Peak.

Lu Xueqi was injured by Zhuxian Sword, and Shuiyue exhausted all kinds of magic and medicine but couldn't make her heal. Daoxuan knew in his heart, and decided to let Shuiyue keep Lu Xueqi in Tongtian Peak, and he would find a way to heal her injuries .

After Shuiyue left, Xiao Yi, the head disciple of Tongtian Peak, brought Lu Xueqi into a quiet room in the inner garden.

Xiao Yi didn't know the reason behind each incident, but he only knew that Master Daoxuan ordered him to do so, and Lu Xueqi also obeyed Shuiyue's order and stayed alone in Tongtian Peak.

However, she stayed in Tongtian Peak's quiet room for three days, and Daoxuan didn't ask her to come over, so Xiao Yi came to see her every day, talked to her a few words, and brought her some food.

"This is a freshly picked peach from the tree. I heard that the tree is more than three hundred years old, and it was planted by the head master. I went to see the master earlier today. It was the master who asked me to pick it for you to taste. Taste it." Seeing that she was not very talkative and did not eat the peaches, Xiao Yi thought about it and smiled.

"Senior Brother Xiao, please help me express my thanks to the Master Master." Lu Xueqi replied, the afternoon sun shone through the clouds, making her complexion pale.

"Junior Sister Xueqi, you don't need to be polite, I'll wash the peaches for you to eat." Xiao Yicai raised his slender hand, carefully picked a perfect pink peach from the plate, turned and walked out.

Lu Xueqi looked from the window, and saw him go out, stop in front of the well with rows of weeping willows and green shadows, fetch water, and wash the peaches back and forth, with a focused and serious expression.

Lu Xueqi looked away silently, raised her hand to pick a peach, and walked out.

Wisps of cool wind blew gently, catkins fluttered from behind one after another, Lu Xueqi and Xiao Yicai sat by the well eating peaches, without saying a word.

However, when she raised her face to look at him, she didn't expect that he was also looking at her, with black eyes, which were so dark that they were unfathomable.

So, when he suddenly raised his hand to brush her snow-white forehead and caressed her wind-blown hair, Lu Xueqi subconsciously flashed a flash of surprise.

After he withdrew his hand, she stood up, walked forward, and walked back into the room.

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