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Volume 1, In the World, Chapter 92: The Woman¡¯s Mind and the Swordsman in Black

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    The morning sunlight shines in through the window, and the light spots formed on the ground are bright and warm.

    Beside the table by the window, Nie Xiaoqian sat there quietly, holding her cheeks with her soft hands, and the look in her beautiful eyes was sometimes resentful and sometimes shy.

    Outside the window, the scenery is picturesque, but Nie Xiaoqian is obviously a little absent-minded.

    After a while, the woman with a resentful look thought of something.  Pouting slightly, he angrily blew out a snowflake that had been blown in by the wind and landed on the table.

    At this moment, her mind was filled with memories of the scene an hour ago that made people feel panicked and made her cheeks feel hot.

    When Yang Fengnian said that shamelessly, asking for help.

    Nie Xiaoqian was stunned on the spot for a moment, staring blankly at Yang Fengnian, who had a serious look on her face, but her eyes kept looking at her chest, and her mind went blank.  She didn't even notice that the dress that was holding it in her hands and covering her chest fell to the ground.

    Until, when I saw Yang Fengnian¡¯s eyes, they suddenly widened.  Then, after sinking deeply into the scenery on her chest, Nie Xiaoqian came back to her senses and realized something was wrong.

    Nie Xiaoqian, who was feeling ashamed and angry, saw Yang Fengnian staring at her in stunned silence.

    In desperation, she grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it heavily on Yang Fengnian's head.

    Yang Fengnian, who was already in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, was caught off guard and was knocked upside down by a pillow.  He let out a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground.

    Seeing this scene, Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment.  Then, he covered his mouth and started to giggle.

    Yang Fengnian, who was so humiliated, got up with a red face.  Not daring to stay here anymore, he ran out of the room dejectedly.

    When the door was closed with a clang.

    Nie Xiaoqian, who was sitting on the bed with her branches trembling with laughter, stopped laughing.

    Looking at the closed wooden door of the boudoir, a complex and angry look flashed in the woman's eyes.  She pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head, and her pretty face turned into a charming pink color.


    The bright sunshine shines on the vivid mandarin duck pattern on the quilt.

    Nie Xiaoqian hugged the quilt, stretched out her white jade-like fingers, gently outlined the lines of the pattern, bit her lip, and whispered to herself.


    Although nothing happened between the two parties.

    But at this time, a scene happened here an hour ago.

    It still left an indelible mark in the hearts of both parties.

    Outside the door, Yang Fengnian was sitting at the table, holding a teacup and talking to the village chief. Although his face was calm and comfortable, the way he glanced at Nie Xiaoqian's closed room from time to time still betrayed the uneasiness in his heart at this time.

    And Nie Xiaoqian, who was sitting in the room with her heart pounding like a deer, was filled with all kinds of melancholy and resentment.

    How could he not know that humans and ghosts have different paths?

    ¡°Then if he knew it, why would he do such a thing?

    ¡°Could it be that he thought I was a casual woman?

    But, we have been together for such a long time.

    "If he is really that kind of person, let alone him, even I wouldn't believe it.

    But, apart from this reason.

    How to explain that he has become more and more explicit towards me recently

    ??Could it be that he really likes me?

    Want to sleep with me

    ¡°Oh, that¡¯s so embarrassing.

    Thinking of this, Nie Xiaoqian raised her hand in a panic, covering her hot cheeks, lowering her head, not even daring to look at herself in the mirror.

    However, just when Nie Xiaoqian felt hot and uneasy.

    Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of her eyes.

    ??Ziyue, that woman who is as beautiful and elegant as the moon.


    Not only was the man attracted, but even he himself was attracted by the temperament of a master when he saw Zhu Yue.

    Not to mention, Table Moon¡¯s breathtakingly beautiful appearance, and those clear and bright eyes that make all beautiful things sink into them and find it hard to extricate themselves.

    Every time I see her, her smile, every move, every move will make Yang Fengnian beside her stunned.

    Nie Xiaoqian, who is hiding in the house and practicing, always feels inexplicably sad in her heart.

    At first, she thought it was just because she felt uncomfortable because she was left out and forgotten.

    But, it¡¯s been a long time.

    ?She just realized thatheh, she was actually jealous.

    On that day, Zhuo Yue left Shilipo.

    She was very happy for a while.  It was only then that she was sure that she really fell in love with Yang Fengnian.

    This kind of thought is buried deep in my heart.

    I don¡¯t know when it took root and sprouted. Now, without knowing it, it has grown into a towering tree.

    Sometimes, when she thinks of the longing and admiration for Yang Fengnian that rises in her heart like a demonic barrier, she feels that it is difficult to be confident.

    However, after shaking his head and smiling, he laughed at himself.

    Sometimes I also think about why I fell in love with that scholar in a blue shirt.

    Every time I think about this, in the demon space, on the night when I rescued Table Moon, the scene of the other party desperately blocking me behind me on the lotus pond, glaring at each other, and scolding me would appear.

    At that time, although the other party¡¯s expression was unkind and his tone was cold, when Nie Xiaoqian recalled it, she was not angry at all. Instead, she felt warm in her heart.


    It probably started from that time.

    That was the first time in three years that she felt real care.

    Very sincere and pure.


    The breeze carries the falling snow outside and spreads it down one after another.

    Occasionally, one or two snowflakes flew into the room and landed on the table.  It reflects the sun and shines brightly.

    Nie Xiaoqian sat in front of the window, holding her chin in her hand, looking at the pure snowflake falling on the table with a look in her eyes.  His cheeks were puffed up, his mouth was pouted, and he looked angry and shy.

    "Oh, what should I do?"

    Nie Xiaoqian reached out her hand in distress and rubbed her hair randomly.  Then he let out a squeak and lay down on the table, moaning and unable to get up.

    In a corner of the room, the little white rabbit brought from the human world was squatting in a bamboo basket, chewing grass leaves happily.


    At noon, the tree house welcomed an uninvited guest that he had never met before.

    A man, a swordsman wearing a black short shirt, who never leaves his hand.

    At that time, Yang Fengnian was sitting on a dry tree stump, holding a dagger in one hand and a semi-finished human-shaped grinding tool in the other.  With an indifferent smile on his face, he patiently carved the wood in his hands.

    In the hand, the dagger flashes with cold light and moves like flying.

    Pieces of wood chips fell one after another, and the wood in his hand gradually took on the appearance of a very strange, but very cute little bear.

    When the swordsman in black appeared at the edge of the woods and stopped.

    Yang Fengnian then stopped what he was doing and put the finished bear doll into the star blue ring.

    After slapping the sawdust off his hands, Yang Fengnian stood up, turned around, and looked calmly at the swordsman who was parked under a tree not far away, like a long black sword exuding endless murderous aura.


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