Chapter 293, Youlang is like this, what more can you ask for?
I don't know how much time has passed in the cave, but Qi Fan has never gone out since he came in.
He just sat on the edge of the bed so quietly, with only one person in his eyes.
Following a subtle squeaking sound, Qi Fan's warm and watery eyes showed a flicker, and he subconsciously moved forward.
Xue Ling'er struggled to open her eyes, but her eyes were lifeless. Fragments kept flashing through her mind, as if she had experienced a nightmare.
She still remembered the joyful expression on her master's face when she broke through the pill formation. There was no fakeness at all.
When your realm is stable, you still remember that Master said that as long as you accept the inheritance formation, you may be able to catch up with Brother Fan in a short period of time.
But I didn't expect that all of this was fake. The master who had always treated me very well would actually use me as a cauldron.
Is there not a trace of the master-disciple relationship that has been true for so many years?
A clear tear streaked down the corner of his eye.
Qi Fan felt heartbroken when he saw it. He held the slightly trembling jade hand with his broad palm and said softly: "It's okay, Ling'er, I'm here."
At the same time, I was even more unhappy that Yan Wushuang died so easily, but the person was already dead, so there was no point in doing anything else.
Xue Ling'er closed her eyes, holding her broad palm tightly with her jade hands, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Qi Fan was silent and gently held him in his arms.
Xue Ling'er's cries came intermittently in her arms, and her clothes became wet in the blink of an eye.
Qi Fan is not a sweet talker.
Now I don't even know what to say, so I can only put my broad palm on his back and stroke him again and again, hoping this will make him feel better.
The sound of swallowing in the cave lasted for a long time, and then there was a long silence.
Xue Ling'er, who had just woken up, was already extremely weak, and recalling the unspeakable grief, she huddled in Qi Fan's arms and fell asleep, just like that snowy night many years ago.
At this moment, she is not a pill-forming monk, nor is she a proud daughter of the Baihua Palace.
She is just a helpless 'little girl'.
Xue Ling'er lost her father and mother when she was young, although she was dissatisfied with Yan Wushuang for taking her away forcibly.
But these years in Zhufeng, she did feel a care from Yan Wushuang that she had never felt before.
Even if this care is severe.
Although she didn't say it explicitly, she already regarded Yan Wushuang as an extremely important person in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have stayed in Zhufeng even after she became successful in cultivation.
This kind of betrayal is more painful than killing her. This kind of blow is very cruel to Xue Ling'er, who has already lost a close relative once.
Qi Fan very gently brushed away the traces of tears on Ling'er's face, for fear of waking her up.
Feeling the steady breathing in his arms, Qi Fan was both happy and worried.
Fortunately, she cried. No matter how great the grief is, crying will make it much better.
Crying is a person's first instinct to vent.
What was heartbreaking was that she was crying. Qi Fan really didn't want to see Ling'er cry, and he also knew how heavy this blow was to Ling'er.
This is also the reason why Qi Fan did not immediately take revenge after Yan Wushuang was captured.
If Yan Wushuang hadn't been mentally unstable and took the initiative to reveal a piece of information about Xue Ling'er.
Qi Fan wouldn't pay attention to her at all, how could there be such a happy revenge?
The moisture in the cave condenses into water droplets and falls to the ground, making a "tick", "tick" sound.
It seemed so crisp and loud in the silent cave.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Xue Ling’er, who was asleep, trembled slightly and murmured in her mouth, “No, no…”
It seemed like he had dreamed of something terrible.
Qi Fan could only press the side of his face against the black hair, hoping that this would give Linger some strength in his dream.
Suddenly, Xue Ling'er suddenly exclaimed: "No!" and then woke up.
Looking at the unfamiliar cave, feeling the warmth all over my body, I looked up at the familiar face.
He hugged Qi Fan tightly and burst out crying with a 'woo' sound.
So helpless, so sad.
Qi Fan patted her back slowly, not wanting to feel the softness and fullness of her chest.
Whispered in her ear: "It's okay, Ling'er, I'm here."
After a long while, Xue Ling'er said in a lost voice: "Brother Fan, is it really Master who did this?"
Qi Fan was silent when he heard the words, the answer was already obvious.
Xue Ling'er used Qi Fan's strength to sit up, looked at Qi Fan with unfocused eyes and said, "Why did she do this?"
Both of them knew the truth, but she still asked.
He seemed to be asking Qi Fan, but he was also asking himself.
"Is power really that good?"
"Isn't living happily more important than anything else?"
Qi Fan raised his hands and touched the pretty face with a slight trembling.
She looked at Xue Ling'er with great distress and said, "There is no right or wrong in this world."
"Power does not distinguish between good and evil."
"It's all the fault of people's hearts..."
"Living is more important than anything else. Being able to live happily is already an extremely beautiful thing."
"At least we all survived, right?"
Xue Ling'er listened expressionlessly until the last sentence, 'At least, we all survived.'
Only then did a wave of fluctuation appear in her eyes, and she began to focus again.
Only then did she remember how much risk Qi Fan had taken to save her.
If you are not careful, your body will be gone.
The sadness in my heart was slowly suppressed by nervousness and concern, "How are you? Are you seriously injured?"
Qi Fan grinned and patted his chest hard, and a muffled sound came from the cave.
"I'm as strong as an ox, and there's nothing wrong with me!"
"Look if you don't believe me." He stood up and jumped twice.
This is a side of Qi Fan that has never been shown in front of others, a somewhat childish side.
Anyone else would probably be stunned.
But Xue Ling'er felt warm in her heart, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.
This was the most common scene between the two when they were young.
Whenever Qi Fan was injured while playing, he would immediately pretend that nothing happened when he saw Xue Ling'er.
The sadness in Xue Ling'er's heart was diluted at this moment.
And the fleeting smile at the corner of her mouth was also captured by Qi Fan.
I feel refreshed, this works!
Immediately, various scenes from childhood appeared in Xue Linger's eyes one by one.
The foundation of Xuanyuan Sect, the location of the most important spiritual veins, unexpectedly had a scene where a 'fool' was amused.
These memories emerged one by one in Xue Ling'er's mind.
Finally, he couldn't help laughing anymore. Seeing this, the 'idiot' couldn't help but get more excited.
Xue Ling'er, on the other hand, laughed and cried. It was a heart-warming cry and a happy cry.
She naturally knew that Qi Fan was doing it to make herself no longer so sad.
A Yuanying Master can put down his body and do such a thing.
With a man like this, what else could you ask for?