The return of petitions

"You left this scar to save me." Wei Wuxian took a step forward, guilt filled his eyes: "Xue Yang, you saved my life. If it wasn't for you, Wei Wuxian would have died."

"So?" Xue Yang collected his expression, and said extremely indifferently: "Are you going to give me back your life?" As he spoke, he couldn't help teasing: "I saved your life, but you left me alone Next? Is this how you repay your benefactor?"

Extreme guilt and pain emerged from Wei Wuxian's eyes. He opened his mouth and said with difficulty after a long while: "I...I waited for you in the ruined temple for four days, and I don't know why you haven't come. Later, Uncle Jiang had something urgent to do. I can't wait for long, so I left with him for the time being. But...but not long after, I came back to look for you again..."

"Then did you find me?" Xue Yang raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Naturally there is not.

It was precisely because they couldn't find it that Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang broke up. The two people who had a close relationship went on different paths from then on.

"Wei Wuxian, is it useful for you to talk about this now?" Xue Yang thought it was really funny. This person kept saying that he was owed, but he apologized 11 years late, what else could he do?

"Wei Wuxian, I don't care about what happened 11 years ago," Xue Yang said casually, "I don't even remember what you said. No one can stop what I want to do."

"But you've already taken revenge," Wei Wuxian said with a serious expression on his face, "And it's enough to exchange your fingers with Chang's family. Xue Yang, stop killing innocent people indiscriminately. Come back with me." Lianhuawu, I will slowly teach you everything you have been missing in the past 11 years, and help you find it back."

Xue Yang chuckled, as if amused by Wei Wuxian's words: "You teach me? Wei Wuxian, you are truly a bodhisattva! You are so free, why not teach others, I don't need you here!"

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Wei Wuxian.Xue Yang's patience was at its limit, so he simply pulled out Jiang Disaster and slashed at the person beside him. After being avoided by him sideways, he raised his sword again and attacked head-on, stabbing at Wei Wuxian's vitals every time, but it was actually his attack. He didn't leave any room at all, and he was about to kill him here.

After Wei Wuxian dodged a few times, he saw that Xue Yang was attacking fiercely, and there was no sympathy when he came over with every move, and there was a fire in his heart at the moment, thinking that if Xue Yang was really let go today, his temper would definitely be the same. They wanted to go to Baixue to watch the massacre, so they took out the offensive to suppress Xue Yang casually.

In less than twenty rounds, Xue Yang gradually lost ground. Seeing that Wei Wuxian's swordsmanship was indeed superior and it was difficult to win, he immediately took out a talisman from his bosom and flicked it in the air, and hit the front of the gleaming golden talisman with his backhand , and pushed the talisman towards where Wei Wuxian was standing.

Wei Wuxian put away his casual fingers and quickly drew a few strokes. After the halo formed, it hit the flying yellow talisman. The two rays of light met and hit a circle of waves, and then merged together, fluttering with the talisman pendant. on the ground.

Xue Yang knew that Wei Wuxian couldn't beat Wei Wuxian even with his spells. This person was better than him in every aspect, so he didn't like to fight. When he was held by the talisman, he just turned around and wanted to run. Wei Wuxian Another silver thread popped out towards his wrist, and the faintly glowing thread wrapped around Xue Yang's wrist at an extremely fast speed. Wei Wuxian grabbed the silver thread and yanked it backwards, Xue Yang, who had already run more than ten steps, couldn't help himself. was pulled back by him.

"Wei Wuxian!" Xue Yang, who had fallen on the ground, got up murderously, his face full of anger: "Are you courting death?"

"The range of effect of the same robe is within three feet," Wei Wuxian said with a smile, "So no matter where you go during this time, you and I have to go together."

"Untie it!" Xue Yang gritted his teeth.

Wei Wuxian shook his head, and said solemnly: "This is not acceptable, as soon as I untie it, you will leave me and run away."

Xue Yang gently turned to reduce disasters, seeing Wei Wuxian's expression as if he was looking at a dead person: "Then kill you, and the spell will be lifted naturally."

"Killing me won't help." Wei Wuxian said with a smile, "I don't understand it, even if I die, you can only drag my body around."

Xue Yang was so angry that he wanted to kill someone: "Then it's okay to chop off your hand?"

"Dragging a corpse and dragging hands, there is actually not much difference." Wei Wuxian saw Xue Yang's expression was already on the verge of rage, and he didn't want to provoke him any more: "Just promise me not to go to Tu Baixue Temple, I will Just untie the robe."

Xue Yang turned his head and left, and his comrades led Wei Wuxian to follow.

The two walked side by side, and no one dared to approach this area because of the confrontation between the two of them.

Wei Wuxian kept talking in Xue Yang's ear as he walked, either asking him if he was hungry or whether he wanted to eat first, or outright wanting to take him back to Lianhuawu. Interrupted patiently: "Shut up!"

Although it is just two words without any emotion, it is still better than singing a one-man show by himself. Wei Wuxian smiled contentedly, tapped Xue Yang's shoulder and called him: "Xue Yang, do you want to eat candied haws? I invite you." You eat candied haws!"

Wei Wuxian still remembers Xue Yang's habit of eating sweets and never leaving his body.

The candied haws are also made of sugar, so he should like it.

"Candied haws?" Xue Yang stopped and looked at the small stall beside him. He saw bunches of wild dates that were so red that they looked like small balls of flames, wrapped in crystal clear sugar coating. Sweet and greasy, after Xue Yang thought about it, he walked towards the booth with a smile on his lips.

"Young master, do you want some candied haws?" The peddler at the back of the stall greeted warmly.

Xue Yang slowly took out a bunch of candied haws, bit the first one with no expression on his face, and ate it, and said suddenly, "Bah! What the hell, it's so delicious!" The stall was lifted off with one hand.

Candied haws fell all over the ground, some even fell off the sticks, and rolled along the street to the side of the road.

"You, you...", the peddler was so startled by this sudden change that he couldn't speak, as if he still didn't understand what happened.

Xue Yang snorted, continued to eat the candied haws in his hand, and was about to leave.

Wei WuXian was dragged away by him, and hurriedly took out the broken silver from his pocket and stuffed it into the vendor's hand: "I'm sorry, this is my brother, he is in a bad mood when he is in trouble..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Yang waved his right hand vigorously, and his comrades restrained Wei Wuxian's body and followed him involuntarily, so he turned around and shouted his unfinished apology: "I will compensate you for the money, I'm sorry!"

Xue Yang waited until Wei WuXian was pulled over before squinting at him: "I don't know how much money Mr. Wei still has, is it enough to pay for it later?"

Wei Wuxian grasped his wrist, but his calm expression was obviously displeased: "Xue Yang, you are angry with me, why bother to overthrow others. It is not easy for these people to make a few small money, why do you bother to take them?" leak."

"There are so many reasons for things in this world." Xue Yang broke away from his hand and said indifferently, "If you are weak, you should be bullied. Isn't that the reason?"

"Where did you come up with this fallacy." Wei Wuxian was so angry that he really wanted to scold, he endured it and said, "There is no absolute weak or absolute strong in this world. Xue Yang, you can't do it forever. Even the strong, you can't wantonly bully the weak."

"What a mess." Xue Yang was so dizzy by his words, he threw aside the sticks after eating the candied haws, and wandered leisurely on the street.

Xue Yang didn't have any purpose, he just counted where he went, stopped halfway and ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but felt that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by the hawker was not sweet enough, so he kicked over his stall.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help it, so he had to spend another piece of money to compensate the other party, and even apologized again and again.

Xue Yang just thought it was funny, did this Wei Wuxian really regard himself as a Bodhisattva who saves suffering?

"I'm talking about Xue Yang," Wei Wuxian had just finished apologizing to the peddler, and followed him a few steps, and said helplessly, "Can you stop smashing other people's stalls? I don't have much money here, so if you keep smashing, I will pay them back later, but there is nothing left to buy you candy."

"Then it's better not to pay." Xue Yang replied nonchalantly.

Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm to force him to face himself, and said seriously, "Xue Yang, I'm telling you seriously, if you are angry, just vent it on me, don't hurt innocent people."

Just as Xue Yang was about to speak, he heard a passer-by looking at him and the two of them in amazement: "It's too indecent for two men to chat in the street in broad daylight!"

When Wei Wuxian heard a "click" in his heart, he secretly thought that it was over, and he was afraid that Xue Yang would not let this person off easily.

Sure enough, Xue Yang slowly turned his head to look at the man beside the road, with a ferocious killing intent on his face, he stabbed the man's lips with his sword at lightning speed.

At the critical moment, the tip of the sword was blocked only half an inch away from the face.

The passer-by behind the sword trembled from the shock of the accident, and collapsed to the ground almost unsteadily, never thinking that he almost lost his life just by saying something casually.

Wei WuXian casually blocked the disaster with his hand, frowned at the man and shouted, "Hurry up and leave!"

Xue Yang watched the man scrambling and running away, angrily pointed his sword at Wei Wuxian and said, "You meddle too much in my own affairs, you have to meddle in everything I do, now others are pointing at us to humiliate us, Are you still helping outsiders?"

Wei Wuxian sighed, "He just said a word, even if he said it in a bad way, it's still not a crime to die for."

"In the eyes of you famous families, everyone deserves to die," Xue Yang said angrily, "I'm the only one who deserves to die." After finishing speaking, he waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy directly hit a nearby stall. Shattered to pieces.

Xue Yang left in anger, and Wei Wuxian had no choice but to give the broken silver to the innocent stall owner, and chased Xue Yang away.

Since then, Xue Yang's attitude towards Wei Wuxian has become even colder to the extreme. Not only is he unwilling to talk to him more, but he also smashes people's stalls, finds trouble for others, and leaves a lot of messes for him to clean up; At night, sneak attacks were also carried out from time to time, which made Wei Wuxian unable to rest well in the past few days. He often had to be vigilant to guard against Xue Yang's sudden moves.