Hearing Zishan's words, Xiang Luoxi almost lost his breath. He coughed several times before managing to steady his breathing.
His expression was a little overwhelmed, and then he said hurriedly:
"What do you want from me? You're not just chatting with me, are you?"
Zishan smiled and shook his head, then turned around and said softly:
"Follow me."
After saying that, Zishan took steps forward. Xiang Luoxi didn't know what she wanted to do, so she could only follow behind her.
Judging from the aura emanating from the purple shirt, her strength has actually reached the Taixi realm in just two days! This speed of improvement is indeed surprising.
"Where are you taking me?"
As the two of them walked through the crowd, Xiang Luoxi couldn't help but be confused and asked.
Zishan didn't give him an answer, but said slowly:
"Don't worry, I'm definitely not here to waste your time. I just want to make up for a small regret..."
Xiang Luoxi scratched his head and murmured:
"Small... regret?"
Zishan didn't stop until he reached the door of an inn.
Xiang Luoxi stumbled and almost missed her. Zishan turned around, pointed at the inn, and said:
"Let's go, the place we want to go is right here."
Seeing the name of the inn, "Yuxian Inn", Xiang Luoxi's expression changed, and he immediately covered his body and whispered:
"Why did you bring me here? Even if you are better than me, don't expect me to surrender!"
Could it be that the purple shirt brought him here because he wanted to use the "overlord's bow"?
Zishan shook her head, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly said:
"What are you thinking? Are you that kind of person? Don't worry, I will never touch you!"
After receiving Zishan's assurance, Xiang Luoxi followed her into the inn with suspicion.
Entering the guest room, Zishan skillfully closed the doors and windows and locked the door.
Xiang Luoxi looked at this strange behavior, moved step by step, and came to the corner of the room.
Zishan walked to the bed and took off the veil that covered her face.
Seeing this familiar pretty face, Xiang Luoxi's defense weakened a bit, but she still stood motionless in the corner.
"Why should you be nervous when you are with me? Don't you believe me?"
Zishan said with a wry smile.
Seeing her bitter expression, Xiang Luoxi walked over slowly and sat on a bench nearby, but still kept a certain distance from Zishan.
"Then I'll just sit here..."
Xiang Luoxi murmured.
"Right."
Xiang Luoxi raised his head, looked at Zishan quietly, and asked:
"Why did you bring me here?"
Finally getting down to business, Zishan smiled a little tiredly, raised his jade hand, and a golden light flickered, falling on Zishan's hand.
The light receded, and only a row of neat golden silk threads could be seen on Zishan's hand. Even if the light in the room was dim, the threads still emitted a faint golden light.
"This is......"
Xiang Luoxi asked in confusion.
"This is golden silk, which I collected in the past two days..."
Xiang Luoxi's eyes widened, what is the golden silk? It is more precious than some spiritual herbs, and it is not something that can be found just by opening your mouth!
"In the memory fused with mine, there is a place near here where golden silkworms live. It just so happens that the memory also tells how to collect golden silkworms, so I spent a day
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, collected these..."
Xiang Luoxi nodded, but still didn't quite understand why she did this.
"But, what does this have to do with you meeting me?"
After asking this question, Zishan finally showed a smile and murmured:
"That precious dress of yours is also made of golden silk..."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Luoxi's expression changed, he stood up instantly and said loudly:
"Could it be that you collected golden silk to help me repair my blue satin fairy clothes?"
Zishan did not answer, but said without answering the question:
"Blue Satin Fairy Clothes? What a nice name..."
Xiang Luoxi's expression changed from the previous shock to helplessness, and she said softly:
"Actually, you don't have to do so much for me..."
Zishan shook his head and said:
"I also want to get rid of my obsession, but it's a bit difficult, but don't worry, I've found a solution!"
"But now, I still want to help you repair the blue satin fairy dress..."
Zishan had put in so much effort, and Xiang Luoxi couldn't bear to let her efforts go to waste. So, he stretched out his hand, and a blue light flashed out from the four directions, and the blue satin fairy clothes floated in mid-air.
Seeing this, Zishan stepped forward and slowly took the blue satin fairy clothes. The smell of Xiang Luoxi still lingered on it. Zishan's hand held it tighter.
Xiang Luoxi on the side had a complicated expression. He watched Zishan sit down, took out a gold needle, and began to mend the blue satin fairy dress.
Needless to say, Zishan's craftsmanship is not to mention. The silk made from her hands is a priceless thing, let alone the use of this golden silk.
About half an hour had passed, and the cracks on the chest of the blue satin fairy clothes had been restored to their original state under the hands of Zi Shan, without any signs of damage.
Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi walked forward slowly, looked at the blue satin fairy clothes in Zishan's hands in a daze, and then murmured:
"Your craftsmanship is really good..."
Zi Shan, who was working silently, did not answer Xiang Luoxi's words. After all, repairing a spiritual weapon is not that easy. Just sewing the clothes with golden silk cannot completely restore its ability.
What she has to do next is what she has learned recently, which is to regenerate a broken thread.
I saw a gleam of light emitting from the palm of the purple shirt. She pressed her right hand on the blue satin fairy clothes. In an instant, the blue satin fairy clothes on her legs seemed to have resonated and shimmered like magic.
Blue glow.
Inside the blue satin fairy clothes, the broken silk threads are being reborn and reunited at this time. This is the method of the purple shirt!
In less than a stick of incense, Zishan finally completed the repair. She breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hands.
"for you......"
Zishan said softly.
Xiang Luoxi stretched out his right hand and took the blue satin fairy clothes. The look in his eyes became more complicated.
For some reason, he always felt that he owed Zi Shan an irreparable debt.
"Put it on, it will also give me the feeling of seeing you for the first time..."
Zishan said with a smile.
Xiang Luoxi's expression froze for an instant, and then murmured:
"Put it on? Here?"
There was a smirk on Zishan's face, then he stood up and silently walked to the wall.
"Well... give you a moment, I won't peek..."
Xiang Luoxi was doubtful and remained silent.
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Mo pulled down the bed curtain, hid on the bed, and quickly changed his clothes.
Putting on this blue satin fairy dress, Xiang Luoxi felt a wonderful power pouring into her body, and her whole body seemed to be full of energy. Xiang Luoxi praised:
"As expected of you, you are from Xianyi Pavilion..."
Opening the bed curtain, Xiang Luoxi put on her boots unhurriedly.
"A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle", this sentence is indeed true. Putting on this blue satin fairy clothes again, Xiang Luoxi's whole temperament has changed.
A second ago, he looked like a boy who came out of nowhere, and now he suddenly became the son of a big family.
But when he stood up, he saw Zi Shi, whose face was blushing with shame, looking at him maliciously.
"Um...why are you looking at me like that?"
Zishan touched her hot face. She would not tell Xiang Luoxi that even if she turned her back, she still knew everything in the room well, even if she closed her eyes.
"Hehehe...it's nothing. Sure enough, this blue satin fairy dress matches you..."
Xiang Luoxi showed a smile. These were clothes from Xianyi Pavilion. There were not many in the entire wilderness. How could they not match his own temperament?
"Right!"
Xiang Luoxi suddenly remembered something, and Lian Sheng asked:
"You said before that there is a way to control your inner obsessions. What is it?"
Hearing this question, a flash of loneliness flashed across Zishan's face, and she smiled bitterly and said:
"This is actually very simple, but also very difficult."
"I only need to seal up the memories related to you to suppress my obsession with you. However, there are some disadvantages in doing so."
"That is, if I meet you again, the sealed memory may be broken out, and the obsession cannot be suppressed, but if I never see you again..."
I saw Zishan looking at Xiang Luoxi lovingly, with deep reluctance on his face.
Xiang Luoxi remained silent, but took a step forward and hugged Zishan with all his strength.
The latter would never have thought that Xiang Luoxi would give her a hug, and Zishan would also hug Xiang Luoxi tightly. Her mind went blank, and her face was pressed against Xiang Luoxi's chest, listening to his words.
The feeling of strong and vigorous heartbeat is particularly wonderful.
"If I didn't carry so many things on my back, I would definitely be with you, but I was born at the wrong time, and neither time nor space allowed you and me to be together..."
"So, forget about me..."
After saying this, Zishan gritted his teeth and suddenly broke away from Xiang Luoxi's arms.
The latter's face was full of doubts. Could it be that she had been able to control her obsession?
"I want to forget you, I can only forget you, I need to forget you!"
Zishan said excitedly.
"But before I forget you, I don't want to have any more regrets!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zishan pounced forward, and kissed Xiang Luoxi's lips heavily with her fragrant lips.
The moment Zishan kissed her, Xiang Luoxi suddenly felt a burning sensation in her body, as if she was burning with desire.
Xiang Luoxi suddenly took a few steps back. His brain was already a little cloudy and his vision gradually became blurry, but he could vaguely see that the purple shirt in front of him had taken off his clothes.
Reaching out and touching the white powder remaining on his lips, Xiang Luoxi said angrily:
"What's this!"
Zishan didn't reply to him, but just threw him down and said softly: