forced to fall in love

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The white light disappeared, and the sound of the wind in her ears gradually died down. When Lingxi opened her eyes again, she was lying in the depression, and there were intermittent moans of pain and low weeping around her, which made her frown.

The sky was dark and chaotic, making it hard to see clearly. Lingxi sat up with his body propped up, and there were dilapidated images everywhere. The flickering and flickering fire was close in front of him. The fire gradually became stronger, and the wooden house was swept away in a few breaths.

The wind blew past, and the tongue of flame protruded, burning her cheeks hot.

Lingxi slowly raised his hand, and the moment his palm was facing up, there was light overflowing, and the momentum was stronger than before.

It was clearly the discomfort caused by looking directly at the strong light, but it made her feel a little relieved.

After a while, the palms gathered together, and the light suddenly disappeared.

The wet mud of the depression covered her feet, bringing a burst of coldness. When she looked to the side, Lingxi noticed that the intermittent moans of pain came from children who were as old as her host.

Those who could make sounds were barely alive, but most of them were corpses that had lost their breath.

The light in his eyes was slightly concentrated, and he only roughly looked around, and Lingxi had already distinguished that this was the place where demons devoured.

Demons plunder food in nearby inhabited places, and children are the main prey.

The host, Lang Yue, was born in a poor family. She originally wanted to escape from Pingzhou Town with her parents. Unexpectedly, on the way to escape, the monster suddenly appeared, and the people scattered and fled. She was small and thin. Naturally, the child cannot escape the claws of the demon.

According to common sense, it is impossible for demons to act recklessly like this, but Pingzhou Town is at the junction of the jurisdictions of various sects of cultivating immortals. The junction in name is actually a gray area that no one cares about.

There are often monsters here and there, and the people living here are in panic all day long, struggling to get by. Since a long time ago, some people couldn't bear it, and fled out of Pingzhou Town with their families one after another. What he is fond of is waiting for the arrival of the Yaoguang faction who announced earlier that he would take over Pingzhou Town.

The Yaoguang Sect is the leader of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and their presence will definitely bring hope to the people of Pingzhou Town.

It's just that before they could wait for their arrival, they suffered catastrophe first.

"Sister, please eat candied haws for me. I haven't tasted it yet. I hope that one day I will be able to protect myself and my family without being afraid of demons."

The fire light beside her was reflected on Lingxi's side face, she closed her eyes slightly, with a solemn and solemn expression.

When she opened her eyes again, Lingxi sighed softly, sent away the host's soul, and accepted her long-cherished wish.

The low weeping around him gradually became weaker. Lingxi got up and followed the firelight to find the source of the sound. The child lying in the depression curled up, trembling uncontrollably due to the cold, his face pale, obviously his life was hanging by a thread.

Lingxi should have a calm heart, she was transformed by the jade flute, she doesn't understand people's hearts and reason, and she is only loyal to God.

But at that moment, Lingxi suddenly recalled the gratifying smile that appeared on the face of the god when he repelled the foreign invaders and stood side by side in the high-rise building in the previous life, as if something followed her smile. A piece penetrated into the heart, making Lingxi feel the change of mood even more.

The cold wind blew, and the child at his feet almost fell into the depression, and Lingxi also shivered subconsciously.

The next moment, Lingxi squatted down to hug him, wanting to take him out of the devil's lair together, but she overestimated the physical strength of the current host, how could a frail child pick up a child of similar height to her.

The palms were submerged into the depression, and the heat source was only swallowed by the wet mud.

Lingxi frowned and tried a few times, but failed to stand up from the depression. Instead, a small face was covered with layers of splashed black mud.

Finally this time, Lingxi's foot slipped and she fell completely into the depression, the muffled sound of her falling down echoed faintly all around.

After only a short rest, Lingxi struggled to get up again, his hands covered in wet mud, but a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Why are you so determined to save him?"

The female voice was soft and faint, Lingxi's outstretched hand hovered in mid-air, and she turned her head suddenly.

A blinding white light flashed above the depression, and the wet muddy black hands could barely block her eyes, and the figure who stepped out of the white light stood in front of her in just a moment.

She was dressed in white and green, with light patterns embroidered on the sleeves. Lingxi looked up at her, and even the wind around her was still.

"Because he's still breathing."

The immature child's voice, without any hesitation, when looking at her, it was clearly the first time I saw her, but Xie Xisui seemed to see a blurry picture through her eyes, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed in his ears.

"The monster will come back soon, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, will you save me?"

There is a bit of innocence in Nuo Nuo's tone, but when you listen carefully, it seems to be calm without fear of everything.

Xie Xisui twitched his brows slightly, and said after a while, "What's your name?"

"Lang Yue."

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More than ten years later, Lingxi has adapted to the life of Chuanzejian. Chuanzejian is vast, with two mountains interspersed with each other, and there is a canyon in the middle.

In summer, the water flow is turbulent, and the sound of the water is clear, while the winter is severe, and the ice cones hang down, blending into the white snow scene of the whole mountain.

Lingxi spent the past few years practicing to explore Chuanzejian all over, but there was only one place she had never been to, and that was Mengjiang Peak, which was strictly prohibited by Xie Xisui.

Mengjiang Peak is covered by heavy snow all the year round, standing on Qingzhou Peak facing it, you can't see anything, you can only feel the faint chill and a little bit of hostility.

The birds fluttered away, there was a slight rustling sound in the woods, and the invisible barrier in front of him suddenly disappeared. Lingxi lowered his head, put his hand on the scabbard and leaned forward, "Welcome Master to leave the gate."

Xie Xisui waved away the cloud under his feet, and looked at her with his hands behind his back.

The thin and muddy child she had brought back from Pingzhou Town once had a tall and straight figure, wearing a white robe of the Yaoguang school, with fair skin.

Later, when Xie Xisui thought about it again, he still couldn't explain it. The familiar feeling when he first saw her was more like searching for thousands of years and finally meeting her.

"Have you been lazy lately?"

"No, after the master retreated, the disciples practiced diligently, and the immortal arts taught by the master have been engraved in their hearts."

"Is it."

Xie Xisui responded, turned his fingertips slightly, and the branches covered under the fallen leaves instantly transformed into a human form, making a resounding roar.

Lingxi hung the scabbard on his shoulder, his expression was normal, obviously he was used to this sudden trial.

Her thin lips moved slightly, the scabbard was out of the sword, the flying sword arrived, directly hit the tree shape, the tree shape swung his hand, the flying sword avoided it, and then turned back to meet it with a sharp blade.

After several battles, the tree shape slapped the hilt of the sword fiercely, and the blade turned around and flew towards Xie Xisui who was on the side after being impacted.

Xie Xisui didn't hide or move, he didn't even look at the flying sword, he seemed to be fixed in the same place, just slightly bent his lips to look at Lingxi, Lingxi flashed past, firmly caught the flying sword in front of her, Fallen leaves shook everywhere, Lingxi flew up into the air through the trunk of the tree, turned around and wrestled with the shape of the tree.

However, the tree shape keeps cutting down and cannot be killed. It is clear that there is a conspicuous aura on the body to build a support point. Lingxi can't break it when he uses his spiritual power to attack. After use, the tree shape returned to its original shape with a "bang".

The dust blown out by the strength, Feiyang was about to cover Lingxi's face, Lingxi raised his hand to cover it, but was blown away by an inexplicable gust of wind, when Lingxi turned around, Xie Xisui half retracted his fingertips.

"Well, let's go."

"Yes."

Lingxi chanted the mantra lightly, and the blade suddenly became several times larger, hanging in the air. The next second, Xie Xisui was standing on the sword ahead of Lingxi.

Lingxi paused, "Is the master riding with the disciple?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Xie Xisui raised his eyes to look at her, but there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"No."

Lingxi stood in front of her, flipped his hands together, closed his index finger and middle finger a little, and the blade of the sword flew several feet high in the air according to her thoughts, passing through the clouds.

The wind brushed against the pinnae, obviously light and soft, but the tip of Lingxi's ear was inexplicably hot, as if there was a burst of hot air blowing, the back was straight, and the corners of the clothes were lifted by the wind and floated backwards.

"I haven't seen you in a few months, but I've grown a lot in height."

Xie Xisui's thoughtful voice came from behind, and the wind was instantly covered up.

"Master, haven't my immortal skills improved?"

"Is it fairy art?"

The person behind pondered for a while, Lingxi turned his head slightly to look at her, but before he saw it, he tapped the back of her head with his hand, "Look ahead."

For some reason, Lingxi heard her chuckle slightly, "Is this asking the teacher to praise you?"

"Your comprehension has always been quick to learn things, and your fairy art has naturally improved a lot."

Xie Xisui paused suddenly, "Is this the martial arts trial before going down the mountain..."

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best."

"Well, just be careful."

The voice in the ear is wrapped in the wind, sweeping Lingxi.

Affected by his emotions, the sword body under his feet trembled slightly and let out a few sword cries.

Xie Xisui didn't speak, Lingxi coughed twice, and was drowned in the wind in an instant.

Xie Xisui's eyes fell on Lingxi's neck, and he seemed to sweep across her red ears, his eyes flickering.

The person in front of him is the exception of Xie Xisui. Xie Xisui was originally a sword-wielding elder of the Yaoguang Sect. He lived alone in Chuanzejian and guarded Mengjiang Peak. Only her.

But it was that trip down the mountain more than ten years ago, after Xie Xisui rescued Lang Yue in Pingzhou Town, he accepted her as his apprentice, and since then, there has been one more person in Chuanzejian and Fuping Palace.

Lang Yue's comprehension is very high, whether it is fairy art, reading or calligraphy, Xie Xisui only teaches it once, and she will be able to use it proficiently right away.

Lang Yue took good care of the entire Fuping Palace, and even took care of Xie Xisui meticulously, so meticulous that she was never used to getting used to having someone waiting for her every time she left the customs.

When Xie Xisui looked at her, he could often see his own reflection through her clear eyes, as if she was the only one for her.

It was the first time that such thoughts appeared, Xie Xisui was shocked and had an inexplicable sense of conflict that should be so.

Later, the number of times gradually increased, and the calmness that should be so calm was like the calmness in her eyes when she first met her, and the vines grew and spread to the whole heart.

"Master has arrived at Dongshan Hall."

The consonant words suddenly interrupted Xie Xisui's thoughts.

There were already many people standing outside the Dongshan Hall of the Yaoguang Sect, and they came down with their swords in consonance.

As soon as Jianfu returned to the sheath, Lingxi moved away to the side, and immediately there were voices all around, "Disciple sees the elder holding the sword!"

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