forced to fall in love

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"Master, respect?"

She tilted her head and leaned over.

The distance between the two was very close, because of her initiative, she was almost close to Xie Xisui, but due to the suppressed hand, there was still an inch of distance between them.

Xie Xisui stared at her fixedly, did not move, and said after a long while: "Call again."

The other party blinked at her, then called out obediently: "Master."

Her voice was a little soft, but her words were clear, and she smiled at Xie Xisui after she finished calling.

It seems that a cluster of fiery red maple leaves blooming in cool autumn can make people stop for her at a glance.

Xie Xisui really couldn't move his eyes away.

The appearance of the person in front of her is completely different from the struggle and pain shown when she was called "Master" last time.

This made the corners of Xie Xisui's lips slightly curved as he looked at her and smiled.

"Master," Lingxi called out again, "What are you holding my hand for?"

Xie Xisui paused, clasped his fingers tightly with her, rubbed the back of her fingers with his protruding fingertips, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

She tilted her head and thought for a while, the redness at the end of her eyes rose slightly: "I like it."

Xie Xisui used his other hand to brush away the broken hair that fell from her ears and covered her eyes, but his eyes seemed to sweep over the hand that was still struggling on top of her head.

"Then why do you want to break free?"

She groaned, her red eyes were a little at a loss, she avoided Xie Xisui's black eyes, and hesitated to speak.

Xie Xisui pinned the last piece of hair behind her ear, "What's wrong?"

She pondered, her eyes dodged, she was looking at her, but she didn't dare to look at her. After a while, she said in a low voice: "Master, I... can you get closer to me?"

It seems that there is something to say, but I am ashamed to say it.

Xie Xisui looked at her, and the black light gradually traced her clear outline.

"it is good."

Xie Xisui leaned forward slightly, shortening the one-inch distance even further.

But the moment her final note fell, there was a streak of warm moisture on her cheek.

Soft, nimble and fast rubbing, no, more accurately licking her cheek.

Xie Xisui paused and looked up at her.

"But, I like it better."

The redness at the end of her eyes was more like a crescent moon hanging high in the night sky at this moment, making her eyes brighter.

Xie Xisui didn't speak, but just looked at her, watching the tip of her tongue licking her cheek in a flash, and then gently licking her lips again and again.

I saw her smile at herself, and she blinked at herself innocently.

As if time was frozen, Xie Xisui looked at her quietly for a long time, and when she was about to come up to do such a thing again, Xie Xisui suddenly laughed.

The voice was soft, as if the wind was blowing the dead leaves, but it was so calm that the dead leaves had to turn and fall for her.

Xie Xisui lowered his eyelids slightly, looked at her slightly parted lips, and slightly tilted his head.

"What should I do." Xie Xisui sighed helplessly, "I seem to like you more."

"Hey," the person in front of him laughed, and even asked her, "Really?"

Xie Xisui said again: "I'm actually thinking about what will happen if I don't help you get rid of the devilish energy."

Xie Xisui stared at her steadily, for a while, as if he heard something bad, or remembered something bad.

Xie Xisui's brows twitched, but they were quickly calmed down again.

"What would it be like to get rid of the demon energy?" Lingxi asked her.

The current Lingxi doesn't seem to understand what the magic energy is at all, and he doesn't remember what it was like when he was not infected by the magic energy, and he was not overwhelmed by the magic energy.

"Will you like me more than the current me, or..."

She stopped talking, looked at Xie Xisui and smiled and licked her lips.

Xie Xisui did not speak, as if stimulated by the strong light, he half-closed his eyes, and when he raised his eyes to look at her again, the back of his finger touched her brow bone and slowly moved down along his cheek, until the person who was hooked by her before The lower jaw stopped.

Her eyes were calm and did not fluctuate, but when she looked straight into the blood-colored eyes, there was a bit of soft light.

Barely giving any reaction to the person in front of him, Xie Xisui has already followed the trend and pressed against her forehead.

The scorching heat below was restrained by the chill above. When Xie Xisui swept across the lips of the person in front of him for the last time, what he remembered was the kiss that helped her recreate the situation in the pool that night.

Sentimental and unable to hide his love for her, he wanted to restrain himself, but because of Xie Xisui's mobilization, he responded uncontrollably to her.

In the end, even if she is engulfed and robbed, she must firmly tell herself what she wants.

All the tenderness of the heart was left to her, without the slightest selfishness.

Xie Xisui smiled faintly, caring for herself, even under the dim light, she couldn't cover her half-bent eyes: "I don't seem to be able to answer your question."

"One is you who is restrained and rational, and the other is you who has sunk into the abyss of demonic energy. In fact, there is no comparison."

"But if you really want to say it, as long as it's you, I like it."

"It's also because of you that I like it."

She nodded half understanding, and said ah: "Master, you like me so much."

Xie Xisui listened to her words, and smiled softly: "Yes," Xie Xisui hooked her chin again, "So will you still remember this when you wake up?"

"Do you think I remember?"

She looked at Xie Xisui and smiled.

"What do you say?"

The person in front of her wanted to say something, but the consciousness that swept over her like a hurricane made her close her eyes abruptly.

The consciousness turned into the familiar Ahanya fragrance, drifting over, wrapping her sleeping in the abyss.

Then Xie Xisui whispered against her forehead:

"It's okay if you don't remember, we still have a lot of time."

Even the last moonlight was covered by the clouds, and the surroundings became completely dark, blending them into the darkness.

When she opened her eyes again, Xie Xisui had already entered her consciousness.

Xie Xisui stepped on the scorched sand, and the hot wind blowing around him carried fine sand.

The surroundings are so gray that nothing can be seen clearly, and the land is vast and lifeless.

But when Xie Xi looked up slightly, he found an isolated island hanging in the air, shrouded in flowing white light.

In this world infested by demonic energy, it is so special and attracts attention.

Xie Xisui leaned over and got closer, only to realize that the center of the flowing white light was a jade flute.

It is transparent and milky white in color. The flowing light follows the fine lines engraved on the flute, gathers little by little, and then falls down, forming this barrier to protect the island.

The magic energy surrounded the barrier, making a slight collision sound.

Xie Xisui watched it quietly through the mask, and before she realized it, she had already stretched out her hand to it, and her fingertips were on the mask.

Maybe the light shield will bounce her away, maybe there will be thunder and lightning falling down, or maybe there will be a hot burning sensation.

But she waited and nothing happened.

The cool touch gently attached to her fingertips, like the ripples pushed back by the surface of the lake, gathering again on her fingertips layer by layer, and clinging tightly to her.

For some reason, she was a little familiar at that moment.

Xie Xisui slowly stepped into the mask, and as soon as he landed, he stood on the high rock of the isolated island, and the jade flute hanging in mid-air trembled violently.

There is a thin layer of stone tables, chairs, stone steps, the gazebo in the courtyard, and even the majestic hall not far away, all become clear in the ensuing wind.

Beside the gazebo, the old tree with its fallen leaves all over the ground also rejuvenated, its branches stretched out, new green leaves came out, and the shade fell a little bit.

All of this is like unraveling memories that have been dusty for a long time.

She caressed the stone platform, and could vaguely see the phantom in white clothes. Looking up at the ancient tree, she could see its cycle of changing seasons. Passing by the soft collapse of the gazebo, she would smell the fragrance of flowers that seemed to be there.

Finally, when Xie Xisui entered the main hall, she didn't even reach out her hand, she just stepped on the stone steps outside the main hall, and the door of the hall slowly opened to welcome her in.

She had obviously never been to this place, but all this happened so naturally.

When some deep flute sounded, Xie Xisui spread her hand almost subconsciously, and the jade flute that was hanging high in the sky lightly fell into her palm.

The warm touch was against her, as if something was fleeting.

The low sound of the flute became melodious again, as if it was whispering to her, and the light flowing through the flute flashed and flickered.

Xie Xisui looked at it, and after a while thoughtfully said: "It turns out that the pattern on the body of the flute is your name."

"Is your name Lingxi?"

Her tail sound was very soft, but the moment it fell, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, the light became brighter and brighter, and even the body of the flute was full of enthusiasm.

A wind blew up on the flat ground, and it came from afar and brushed the end of her hair, as if wanting to hug her.

Xie Xisui bent his fingers slightly, and held it back slightly.

She had something to say, but for some reason, she just sighed when the words came to her lips.

For a while, she stroked its lettering, and the flowing light gathered with her fingertips stroke by stroke.

Xie Xisui's hand stopped suddenly: "But there is a crack in your lettering, is it okay?"

The flute sounded intermittently, with crisp echoes.

Xie Xisui said indifferently: "Holding on is not a good weapon."

The sound of the flute became softer again, as if a little afraid of her.

"Let me see."

Xie Xisui put his palms together, covering the opening with a trace of warmth, and his spiritual sense penetrated in.

It was obvious that her movements were very light, and even her spiritual sense had turned away, but she could still feel the body of the flute trembling slightly with her spiritual sense.

The consciousness passed slowly along the texture, and just covering the white light, the sound of the flute turned into a faint hum.

Then the consciousness slowly descended, as if touching a flickering candle, the light reflected into the palm, but was held tightly by the palm.

It is just the right temperature, and as soon as the swaying tongue of flame rubs against the divine consciousness, it is wrapped up gently and firmly by the divine consciousness. The candlelight flickers on and off, hidden by the divine consciousness. The eye-catching only belongs to her.

Spiritual consciousness caressed the body of the flute delicately, curbing the sharpness, and the soft halo just swipe past will cause the heart of the flute to wash away.

It is as long as water, and as moist and silent as wind, blending with white light from inside to outside.

After stroking the strokes of the engraving together again, there was a bit of sharpness of the sword.

The strokes are more obvious than before. The lines are smooth and have a sense of strength. They faintly present different bones, which become the muscles and bones inside the characters.

The center seems to be strong, and the side is like a charm.

Then, at the end of the engraving, the moment when the pen was written, and the spiritual consciousness spread out again, the gaps were gradually filled, and a golden halo appeared.

The moment Xie Xisui tightened his palms, a golden light surged out, carrying the sharpness of a sword light, and scattered the black mist gathered around the mask.

Then layer by layer, farther and farther away, sharper and sharper, tearing up the black mist with a roar.

The open space facing the isolated island broke through the ground, and the ancient trees that germinated and grew towering into the sky.

Xie Xisui's spiritual consciousness instantly climbed along and leaned on it, turning into a black dragon at the top.

The golden light emitted by the jade flute once again shone on her body. The golden light shone like a wave of energy swallowing mountains and rivers, and the black energy that rushed again between the black dragon's breath was also dissipated.

Xie Xisui stood on a high rock, with his lips pressed against the mouth of the flute slightly, and the moment the hot air flowed in, the jade flute was played.

The melodious and soothing ancient tune echoed in my ears at that breath.

Dazzling golden light sprinkled the entire land, everything revived, and everything was brand new again.