12dz Chapter 131 Do you remember what you did before?
Chapter 131 Do you remember what you did before?
Who says that a protagonist with a strong personality needs to be suppressed to grow?
Sensing her gaze, Fu Xun also looked over, revealing a puzzled look. Leng Huan twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head.
This is a platform halfway up Nanshan Mountain, which was trampled out by climbers in the past. Now, almost no one comes here, and wild grass grows rampantly in winter.
Everyone remained silent, gazing quietly at the city in the distance.
Leng Huan knew the general plot development. No one could stop the Demon Clan's plan. The event would take place more than ten years later. The Great Seal of Hongyuan would eventually be weakened by the blood sacrifice energy year after year. And no one knew when the final boss, the Demon Lord, would appear. Many years later, when someone was needed to suppress the Great Seal of Hongyuan on the continent, there would be no more Hidden Clan. Because of a twist of fate, the Hidden Clan had all been slaughtered by Long Aotian.
In the end, Long Aotian himself filled this hole, sacrificing himself to seal the way and settle all the karma.
Before that, the continent had already fallen into a chaotic war between humans and demons. What the final outcome was, whether the Demon Lord was destroyed, was unknown, because the world went dark after the male protagonist was gone, and the novel had a bad ending.
But now, Leng Huan believes that as long as Long Aotian is alright, he might still be able to fight the Demon Lord. Even if things don't go well, there are still powerful cultivators hidden among the human race who will definitely not allow the demon race to continue to run rampant.
Oh, I forgot to mention, the original book is called "The Peerless Sword Demon Record," an old-fashioned underdog story.
The group slowly walked down the mountain. Leng Huan walked while thinking about things, speechless. He looked at the people around him. They included the male lead, two female supporting characters, the villain, and a passerby.
Sword Demon, Sword Demon, just because of the word "demon," does the male protagonist have to turn evil?
She accidentally stepped off course and was stopped by Fu Xun, who grabbed her arm. "Senior sister, be careful."
Leng Huan's thoughts were interrupted. She nodded blankly, preparing to walk on her own, but Fu Xun did not let go. His hand slid from her arm to her palm. "I'll hold your hand. The mountain road here is not easy to walk on."
"Oh," Leng Huan struggled but couldn't break free. Then she heard Fu Xun ask, "Senior Sister, what are you thinking about?"
What was he thinking about? Of course, he was wondering why Long Aotian had to sacrifice himself to end it all by dying.
After thinking for a long time, Leng Huan couldn't figure it out. Fu Xun's current experiences are completely different from those in the original book. Leng Huan felt that he shouldn't be that ruthless. It seemed that the Leng family didn't have any fatal conflicts with him anymore, so he shouldn't be wiped out.
“I think—” Leng Huan was stopped by a weak cough before he could finish speaking, “cough cough, Fellow Daoist Leng…”
Wang Chen finally woke up, on the back of the Golden Core Guardian.
Everyone except the Golden Core Guardians stopped and looked at him. He struggled to get down, but Shen Hanyan quickly supported him, saying, "Slow down."
Leng Huan was also very excited and had some questions for him. She took a few steps to walk over, but Fu Xun held her tightly. Leng Huan struggled to break free, nodded to Fu Xun, and then leaned close to Wang Chen to ask, "Are you awake? How are you feeling?"
Shen Hanyan released his wrist, and Wang Chen met four or five pairs of eyes. A look of confusion flashed across his pale face. "I'm fine. How did I get here? The figures I saw before I fainted were really you. I thought it was a hallucination..."
Shen Hanyan: "Fortunately, you suffered a backlash from forcibly breaking the forbidden spell, and your internal injuries are quite serious, but you have begun to recover. You..." She had a lot to say, but for a moment she didn't know what to say first.
Seeing this, Leng Huan stepped back, giving the two of them space, and everyone dispersed to look at the sky, the ground, and the woods.
Fu Xun followed Leng Huan sullenly, while Leng Huan squatted down to study a cluster of small purple flowers growing in a crack in the rock.
"Senior sister, is something on your mind?"
Leng Huan shook his head, stood up and looked at him, "I'm wondering if the Southern Capital Prince's Mansion knows about the Demon Clan, or if there's a traitor within the mansion itself? Who would normally pay attention to such a secretive matter, except for those with ulterior motives?"
A strange feeling arose in Fu Xun's heart. "Senior sister, did you come here on purpose? And did Wang Chen also come here on purpose?"
Knowing he had sensed something was wrong, Leng Huan was extremely annoyed. On one hand, she had to interfere with the plot, and on the other hand, she had to deceive Long Aotian. She had originally planned to meet Wang Chen here so she could take on a mission, but Wang Chen had run into this mess.
When Fu Xun asked this, Leng Huan could only shake his head: "Of course not. If I had known it was so dangerous, Wang Chen wouldn't have come, and neither would I..."
This was a barely plausible reason, but Leng Huan just wouldn't admit it. If you noticed something was wrong, that was your problem; she hadn't said anything.
Looking up at Fu Xun, he said, "Junior Brother, shouldn't we send a message back to the sect and ask them to keep an eye on this? And to strengthen the management and patrols of the sect's territory?"
Fu Xun thought so too. Leng Huan seemed to have answered his question, so he didn't press further. She and Wang Chen had secrets he didn't know. Suppressing his rising curiosity and jealousy, he calmly nodded:
"Okay. Senior sister, let's go to Nandu to send a message as soon as possible."
The Southern Capital has the Fengshenglou's Feixin Division, which covers the entire mainland and has very fast delivery speed.
Nanshan City is only two days' journey from Nandu. At that time, Leng Huan found Fengsheng Tower and described the incident in great detail, from the mission to the demons, down to the smallest detail, and even subtly mentioned his own speculations and the unusual actions of the government.
Hopefully, the Misty Immortal Sect will take this seriously and take precautions as soon as possible.
He went to hand over the bounty mission and met the victim outside the city. The victim was a young Foundation Establishment cultivator carrying a long sword. He looked somewhat haggard, perhaps due to the pain of losing his family. Knowing that the incident in Nanshan City was the work of the demons, he was in great turmoil and only said, "I swear to never share the same sky with demons," before staggering off into the world.
His parents, wife, and children were all tragically sacrificed, leaving him the only survivor in his family.
As the last rays of the setting sun faded into the distance, the person walked further and further away, their solitary figure becoming a lonely black dot.
Wang Chen was right; this was indeed a world full of pits.
Night falls.
Leng Huan glanced at Fu Xun, who seemed lost in thought, and sighed inwardly. He felt a strong urge to go online and beat up the original author.
—Hey, you giant cucumber, how come you haven't been beaten to death by the readers?!
...
Back in town, at the inn.
When Leng Huan and Fu Xun arrived at Xiankeju, the others had already booked rooms, all of which were superior rooms. There were four rooms in total, but there were five of them.
Leng Huan: "...So, I'm going to live with Xiao Wu?"
We can't exactly ask Fu Xun, a Nascent Soul cultivator, to live with a Golden Core guardian, can we?
Shen Hanyan had to take care of Wang Chen, who was in the hospital, so the two of them naturally stayed together. He woke up for a while that day, but then fell back asleep due to the effects of the medication and hasn't woken up yet.
Fu Xun disagreed: "No need, I'll stay with my senior sister."
Shen Hanyan was surprised: "Naturally, it's for the two of you to stay, and Miss Yan and Brother Weishi each have a room."
Leng Yan quickly replied, "I'm fine with anything!"
The Golden Core Guardian cupped his hands, showing great tact: "Young Miss, I am not used to living with others."
Leng Huan: "..."
Fine, I'll pretend I didn't see you two exchanging glances.
She glanced at Fu Xun, then turned and stepped into the only unoccupied room. Oh well, it's not like we haven't lived together before.
She hadn't had a proper rest during the past two days of traveling, constantly strategizing the plot and rehearsing it countless times until her brain felt like it was about to explode.
All he wanted to do now was rest his mind. He took out his own fragrant and soft silk quilt, changed the bedding in the guest room, and was about to lie down on the bed when Leng Huan suddenly remembered a question: "Fu Xun, where are you sleeping?"
After watching her busy for a while, Fu Xun finally came over. He had asked her if she needed help, but she refused.
Knowing what she was thinking, Fu Xun sighed, "Senior sister, can you give me the inn's blankets to sleep on the floor?"
Sleeping on the floor? Leng Huan thought he would meditate and cultivate, so she hadn't considered this. But she couldn't be so domineering, could she?
Look at this bed, it's so big, more than enough for two people. I didn't want to share a room with him before, but now that he's here, I can't let him sleep on the floor.
She asked politely, "Junior brother, are you meditating or sleeping?"
Fu Xun glanced at her: "Meditate."
Leng Huan continued politely, "Then, then come to the bed." Logically, he should have refused, so that it wouldn't be considered her hogging the bed.
Unexpectedly, Fu Xun readily agreed: "Okay."
Leng Huan: "..."
She moved further in, leaving most of the space so that no matter how they lay down, they wouldn't touch each other.
Fu Xun: "Thank you, Senior Sister. I suddenly don't want to meditate anymore."
After saying that, he lay down next to her in his inner robe, covered himself with the inn's quilt, put his hands under the back of his head, looked at the roof beam, and said softly, "Senior Sister, if you're tired, go to sleep. I won't disturb you."
Leng Huan felt the air was sticky and viscous.
Why was Fu Xun so polite and courteous before, but now he actually goes to bed with you when you tell him to!
She was just being polite...
Now that she had already agreed, she had no choice but to turn over, wrap herself in her blanket, and face inward, even breathing softly to try and minimize her presence.
After waiting for a while, Leng Huan became more and more energetic. After holding his breath for a long time, he quietly exhaled a long breath.
Fortunately, it's only for tonight, so I'll make do and book another room at the front desk tomorrow when there are vacancies.
A moment later, Fu Xun was heard to speak: "Senior sister, you don't need to be afraid. I won't do anything to you now."
Leng Huan: "..." Is this something that can be said directly?
After a long pause, unable to calm down, Leng Huan sat up abruptly and used the candlelight to examine his expression:
"So do you remember what you did before?"
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