Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 97: The struggling Ye Xiuwen

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It's almost late autumn. After the withered yellow leaves drew the last trace of nutrients from the trees, they finally couldn't withstand the blowing of the cold wind, fell off the branches, and slowly drew them towards the ground.

However, before the fallen leaves fell to the ground, a fierce sword aura came with the wind, directly crushing the fallen leaves into scattered fragments, one after another, like golden snowflakes scattered in the sky, under the shining of the sun, On the contrary, it brought out a beautiful artistic conception.

In this picture where no one is watching, there is only one tall and tall man in white clothes focusing on his own affairs. With his clothes fluttering, the heavy sword shadow crushed more fallen leaves into powder.

After a stick of incense, the figure stopped. He looked down at the fallen leaves all over the ground, quietly, as if completely lost in his thoughts.

This person is Ye Xiuwen. If it is usual, he will practice for a full hour before stopping, but this time, he only stopped for half of the time.

This is the first time he practiced swordsmanship. The broken leaves in this place is a proof-he should have controlled the accuracy of his sword qi, so that every leaf was divided into two. As a result, these fallen leaves were crushed into powder by his messy sword qi.

He can't concentrate at all. In the process of practicing swordsmanship, his mind sometimes showed the appearance of a little junior, and sometimes the appearance of "Yao Mo", or the appearance of the two slowly overlapped...

Ye Xiuwen felt that he must be crazy, otherwise, why would he always be affected by some behaviors and behaviors of "Yao Mo", and then think of Xiaojunmei.

Ye Xiuwen didn't know what he thought, or he didn't want to go deep into what it meant.

When the relationship between the younger sister and him was getting closer, he decided to treat him as his own sister; and when "Yao Mo" treated him almost without asking for anything in return, he Regarding this kind of feeling as the first friendship he gained during this trip, it was also the friendship he cherished the most.

However, if his feelings are limited to this, yesterday when he found that the second prince looked at "Yao Mo" in his eyes full of predatory meaning, why did he have such a strong anger in his heart, even a little impulsive The ground accepted the opponent's provocation, and fought with each other.

To be honest, although Ye Xiuwen usually likes to have a few drinks, he does not have a particularly big idea about his own drinking capacity. If it is usual, he will never rashly accept the other party’s request for a drink, but will In a more roundabout way, he directly rejected the second prince's request.

Ye Xiuwen feels like he is standing on a tight string, with invisible fog under his feet, it may be Taoyuan, or it may be an abyss.

Ye Xiuwen sighed lightly and threw the sword into its sheath.

It seems that today he still can't calm down and practice swordsmanship. Maybe, he should clear up his thoughts.

On the other side, after Jun Xiaomo repeatedly confirmed that the guy who knocked on her door was nowhere to be found, he scratched his cheeks confusedly, then closed the door again and put down the lock.

The big prince on the bed hadn't woken up yet. Jun Xiaomo thought for a while, and simply took off his shoes, moved to a place close to the wall, folded the quilt, put it aside, and made sure that the entire bed was There was nothing suspicious, so he patted his palms.

Jun Xiaomo made some hands and feet on the invisibility talisman so that outsiders can't see the eldest prince, but she can see it. This ensures that the eldest prince will not attack her while invisible.

This is also a way to protect yourself.

Jun Xiaomo glanced at the mess and sawdust in the room, rubbed his forehead with a headache--now ran out to buy a table and chairs, and it would be too late to set up the room as it was, so he could only find a way to use it. The formation was temporarily concealed.

Fortunately, it's still early, and it's not difficult to get the formation right before the others wake up. Jun Xiaomo made up his mind and began to consider what kind of formation is appropriate...

Half an hour later, Jun Xiaomo set up a blind eye formation and a memory confusion formation in this room. Among them, the memory confusion array is in a static state and has not been activated yet. The reason why Jun Xiaomo set up this formation is just in case, once someone sees something he shouldn't see in this room, Jun Xiaomo can activate the memory confusion array and change the other party's memory.

However, this formation can only be used once, and Jun Xiaomo must grasp the timing of activation.

"Ah! By the way, I just said that I have forgotten something! This hour I should go to practice swords with my brother, but I actually stayed in the room...Huh? Wait a minute, the person who just knocked on the door should Isn’t it brother?"

Jun Xiaomo finally remembered this, but it has been a long time since Ye Xiuwen came to her, and now she rushes over, I am afraid that Ye Xiuwen will have finished training.

"Really, brother is so gentle no matter how knocking on the door." Jun Xiaomo muttered helplessly, never thinking that Ye Xiuwen could not face the possibility of her for the time being.

Sword training today is impossible, but I still have to eat breakfast. Jun Xiaomo estimated that Ye Xiuwen should have returned from practicing swordsmanship, so he locked the door of the room from the outside and walked down leisurely.

Sure enough, when she walked to the first floor of the inn, she saw that Ye Xiuwen was already sitting at the table, sipping the tea in her hand, with a few plates of snacks in front of her.

"Big Brother Ye! Are you back from practicing swords?!" Jun Xiaomo immediately jumped to his side, rubbed against Ye Xiuwen as usual, and sat down.

Feeling the existence of the "little boy" next to him, Ye Xiuwen paused slightly with his hand holding the cup, and the emotion in his eyes became somewhat uncertain.

However, Jun Xiaomo didn't notice this through the drapery.

"Xiao Mo." Ye Xiuwen called out softly.

"Huh?" Jun Xiaomo raised his head and looked at Ye Xiuwen, with total reliance and trust in his eyes.

Ye Xiuwen's heartbeat missed half a beat. He looked away a little eagerly, and said to Jun Xiaomo indifferently, "There is no one at the moment. There are still a lot of empty seats next to this table. There is no need to sit down. So squeezed..."

Jun Xiaomo didn't notice Ye Xiuwen's strangeness. Instead, the first thing she focused on was "the table is empty".

She looked around the table and said curiously: "Huh? Yes, why didn't those guys get down today? One and two went to sleep?"

Jun Xiaomo was drunk early, and she didn't know that after she became drunk, the second prince overwhelmed the other people on the table one by one, and in the end the only two sober people were Ye Xiuwen and Qin Lingyu.

Ye Xiuwen was silent. The events of last night kept him from calming down, so that he didn't know what way to treat "Yao Mo" now.

At least, he couldn't be as close to "Yao Mo" as calmly as before.

Jun Xiaomo saw that Ye Xiuwen didn't answer his question, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It seemed as if the distance between her and her brother had suddenly lengthened again.

What's more, the table is not narrow, and she is not too crowded to sit next to the brother, right? Brothers usually don't mind rubbing against him, and even tried to squeeze them. Why did the bones be picked up from the eggs today?

The more Jun Xiaomo thought about it, the more frustrated, he simply continued to sit next to Ye Xiuwen, pulled a pair of chopsticks from the next door, picked up a small meatball and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering to Ye Xiuwen: "Anyway They will come down later. Rather than move another place later, they might as well sit next to you, Big Brother Ye at the beginning. Moreover, the weather is so cold, how warm the crowd is."

Ye Xiuwen knew that he couldn't speak of "Yao Mo" with sharp teeth, so he sighed lightly and said, "...Do whatever you want..."

Jun Xiaomo's heart was pierced neither lightly nor severely. It wasn't very painful, but it couldn't be ignored. It spread to the blood and meridians for a long time, making her feel a little bit confused.

Brother, what's the matter? Jun Xiaomo lowered his head, a trace of anxiety and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After a while, the other talents of the Xuyang Sect walked down one after another. They yawned one by one, and some rubbed their foreheads, obviously not fully waking up from their drunken state.

There seems to be an invisible wall between Jun Xiaomo and Ye Xiuwen-Ye Xiuwen usually sticks to Ye Xiuwen, who is squeaking "Yao Mo" and now he just eats without saying a word. Ye Xiuwen didn't take the initiative to break the silence.

However, because these people did not pay much attention to these small details, and they are still half drunk and half awake, it is even more impossible to pay attention to the atmosphere between Ye Xiuwen and "Yao Mo" .

Qin Lingyu was the only one who noticed this. He wanted to find a way to separate the two people, "Yao Mo" and Qin Lingyu, and break them one by one. He didn't expect that he hadn't started to act, the two people would be separated?

This is better, and it saves him the effort to find another way.

A gleam flashed in Qin Lingyu's eyes, and the corners of her cold lips evoked an imperceptible arc.

The silence between Jun Xiaomo and Ye Xiuwen lasted until the end of breakfast. Just at this moment, the second prince Rong Yebin also brought his entourage over. His gaze fell on the "little boy" who bowed his head to eat, shook his fan and smiled: "Xiao Mo, when he woke up this morning, there was no nausea and dizziness, right?"

Jun Xiaomo was speechless for Rong Yebin's actions to tease her with words from time to time. She raised her head, gave Rong Yebin a "charitable" look, and replied dryly: "Thank the second prince who cares, I am very energetic."

"That's good. However, Xiaomo, you still need to exercise a lot of alcohol, and I was too drunk yesterday. When I have time, the prince would ask you to drink the aged wine in the palace, how about it?"

The smile of the second prince has no meaning. Jun Xiaomo didn't bother to think about the content of the peach blossom eyes that glowed at any time, and replied flatly: "Okay, thank you, the second prince."

The second prince smiled and didn't mind the unabashed indifference of "Yao Mo" at all.

Anyway, the colder the opponent, the more challenging he finds it.

Ye Xiuwen's hand holding the teacup tightened, the cup rang softly, and several thin cracks broke out on the inner wall...