Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 28: Failed attempt
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Eyes are the windows of a person's soul, Ye Xiuwen has always thought so. Therefore, when he saw the fear and fear hidden in the clear eyes of the young junior sister, he chose to alienate.
He is also a human being, and he will also get hurt, especially for Ye Xiuwen, who is only sixteen years old, this kind of injury is especially profound.
After all, Ye Xiuwen was still in his teenage years, and even if he had seen a lot of human feelings, he couldn't develop an attitude of not being surprised at everything.
If it weren't for Master and Madam, Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo would have become two parallel lines that have no intersection at all.
Because of this, Ye Xiuwen can't understand Jun Xiaomo's current thoughts at all-after breaking into the forbidden land and finally getting his life back, Jun Xiaomo seems to be a different person, not only did he not stay with Qin Lingyu all day. Ran behind him, and there was a feeling of intimacy for himself everywhere.
Even though Jun Xiaomo has been very restrained, it is difficult to deceive people with his eyes, which makes Ye Xiuwen's frozen heart inevitably touched.
However, this kind of touch was very weak, even for a moment. When Ye Xiuwen remembered the experience of his youth, this weak touch was once again sealed by ice.
Almost everyone in the sect knows that Jun Xiaomo, the daughter of the peak master of Rin Tianfeng, is a face-controller. Otherwise, he won’t be able to personally add to Qin Lingyu, who has the best face in the sect. Someone catches it.
So Ye Xiuwen really didn't think that after seeing his true appearance, Jun Xiaomo would get close to him as he does now.
As for the reason for Jun Xiaomo's personality change, Ye Xiuwen can only attribute his growth to adversity.
Jun Xiaomo was summoned to God by Ye Xiuwen's calm questioning, only to realize that he had been staring at the senior man's hat twice and fell into his thoughts.
It's very impolite to look at others like this. Jun Xiaomo moved his eyes away in embarrassment, and cut Ye Xiuwen's gaze from looking at her.
"Well...senior brother, don’t you find it inconvenient to eat with a drapery hat?" Jun Xiaomo couldn’t think of a topic around, so he could only pull out something to resolve the situation. It's uncomfortable.
"I'm used to it." Ye Xiuwen replied calmly, without sadness or joy in his tone.
Yes, he is used to it. He is accustomed to the strange or inquisitive gaze when others look at him. He is also used to savoring loneliness and loneliness alone.
Jun Xiaomo’s heart was filled with sadness and astringency--it shouldn’t be like that. Senior brother’s talent is not lower than Qin Lingyu’s, and his strength is also higher than Qin Lingyu’s. He should have stood upright and received respect from others. Envy, but now, when everyone mentions the senior, the first thing that comes to mind is not his cultivation base, his strength, but his appearance damaged by the devil and his alienated and indifferent character.
Jun Xiaomo gritted his teeth, raised his head, looked directly at Ye Xiuwen and asked: "Brother...If, if I say, I might have a way to heal the wound on your face, do you believe it?"
Although I haven’t seen the injuries on the senior brother’s face, Jun Xiaomo, who has been a demon cultivator for nearly a hundred years, thinks that he is no better than the old antiques in the sect. Low, so if the elder Zongmen couldn't heal the injury, Jun Xiaomo might not be helpless.
She originally wanted to open the brother’s heart first, and then propose a treatment plan. After all, how did an eldest lady like her know the treatment method for the wounds eroded by the devil? Without a suitable excuse, it is easy to be suspicious.
It's just that she couldn't help but speak up when she looked at her brother like this. She thought, if the brother could be less lonely and more popular, wouldn't it be easy to step into the trap of Zhang Shuyue's **** woman?
Ye Xiuwen looked at Jun Xiaomo's expression quietly, and found that there was only sincerity and concern, and no other dullness.
The heartstrings were still touched. Ye Xiuwen lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's useless. This wound is not only caused by the erosion of devilish energy, but also curses. ."
"Curse?!" Jun Xiaomo's eyes widened suddenly.
"Yes, curse." Ye Xiuwen's eyes darkened a little. "The cultivators killed all the 153 people in the Ye family back then, and the only one who survived was also cursed. , Unless I find the caster and know what kind of spell he cast, there is no way to eradicate the devilish energy on my face."
For the first time Jun Xiaomo knew about Ye Xiuwen's past experiences, his heart was even more sour.
Ye Xiuwen's slender fingers stroked the edge of the bowl, seeming to be immersed in his thoughts, but in fact he continued to observe Jun Xiaomo.
This little sister...this is getting more and more difficult for him to understand, but this feeling doesn't seem bad?
Jun Xiaomo thought for a while, and decided to work hard. Although the masters and elders said that they were helpless with the wounds of the brothers, the experience of the last life made her go far in the attainments of demonic repair. In front of people, others can't solve it, but it may not be that she Jun Xiaomo can't solve it either.
"Brother Ye, can I see your wound?" Jun Xiaomo stretched out his hand and tentatively pulled Ye Xiuwen's sleeve.
Jun Xiaomo's cautious look looked like some kind of easily frightened animal, and Ye Xiuwen's lips made a slight curve.
However, in the next second, this smile slowly tightened, and the corners of his lips tightened.
Ye Xiuwen remembered what happened when she was fifteen-years-old. She cried on the spot after the hat was photographed by the younger sister.
It's not that Ye Xiuwen is holding grudges, but that he doesn't want to be hurt by the same person again because of the same thing in the same place. Especially now that the relationship between the two is still harmonious, why bother to cause embarrassment in vain?
Thinking about this, Ye Xiuwen shook his head and said in a calm tone: "I understand the kindness of Junior Sister. This scar doesn't hurt my body temporarily, so it doesn't matter."
Jun Xiaomo didn't hear Ye Xiuwen's peaceful tone of rejection, so he became anxious, grasped Ye Xiuwen's wrist, and said eagerly: "Brother, let me see, okay?"
Ye Xiuwen's body stiffened, and his expression became cold.
Not to mention that he has always disliked others being too close to himself. It is a very taboo to just think that Jun Xiaomo is now in his veins.
Because the meridians can directly connect to the meridians of the human body, even the most powerful people can abolish a person's cultivation base here.
What's more, the relationship between Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo can only be said to be a stranger, and it has only eased a little in the past few days. Now Jun Xiaomo wants to "see him again and again." "Wounds", people can't help but doubt the reason for her request.
Ye Xiuwen suddenly felt that Jun Xiaomo wanted to see his wounds because maybe it was to satisfy her own curiosity.
Thinking about it this way, his expression became even colder. Although he was separated by the veil, Jun Xiaomo could also feel his senior's displeasure.
Because Ye Xiuwen broke his wrist away and applied a little strength.
"Brother, I..." Jun Xiaomo wanted to explain something, but Ye Xiuwen didn't let her continue.
"It's not too early, so Junior Sister should go back soon, lest she worry about her." Ye Xiuwen said lightly, and the meaning of rushing people was very obvious.
Jun Xiaomo knew it would be boring to stay here again, so he had to stand up, change his left foot to his right, and walk for a while, then bowed his head in frustration, and said to Ye Xiuwen: "Then brother...I'm going back. ."
Ye Xiuwen nodded calmly, then replied "Yes."
Jun Xiaomo was so sad that her eye circles were a little red, and she felt that all her efforts were useless. Finally, she said, "Brother, I'm leaving," and she ran down the pavilion quickly. When she came down the steps, she tripped a bit, stabilized her figure, and left without looking back.
Ye Xiuwen sighed slightly after looking at the back of her leaving for a long time.
"It's still a child." Ye Xiuwen said softly, and this whisper disappeared into the air.