Chapter 387: Not Necessarily Dead

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Liu Wu was obviously not joking, let alone talking nonsense, he looked directly into Xi Yan's eyes and said, "Naturally, it's true." ā€

There was silence, and all that was left was the sound of dripping water.

Xi Yan looked at Liu Wu in surprise.

What surprised him was not the fact that Huiyue Mountain Villa was razed to the ground, if it weren't for Liu Wuheng's intervention, he might have rushed over at this moment.

The question is that Liu Wu actually knows so clearly about Xiang Huaiming's actions, how did he do it?

Xiang Huaiming is not a reckless person who leaks wind everywhere, can Liu Wu know what this represents?

Such a thing, Liu Wu will definitely not be able to say anything.

He can be sure that the resurrection of the Purple Illusion must be very secret, and the person who can know must be the person who Huaiming absolutely trusts, or, no one can know the whole thing at all, is Liu Wu all guessing, or did he get the exact news?

Then did he know that Xiang Huaiming kidnapped Yue Siyu in order to get the yin and yang recipe of life and death?

The more Xi Yan thought about it, the more suspicious he became, could Liu Wu just know this and come to him to cooperate?

Because Yue Siyu was involved, it was impossible to refuse Liu Wu's request even if Xi Yan was unwilling.

So the question is, how did Liu Wu do it, who can know Xiang Huaiming's actions well? There is only one explanation, and that is Liu Wuhe, and the relationship with Xiang Huaiming is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

A tool ready to give his life and energy to resurrect the woman he loves?

It's just a joke.

"Why does the eldest prince have such an expression?"

Liu Wu sat cross-legged, his elbows propped on his legs, and he looked at Xi Yan with one hand on his head. Hooked lips smiled.

Xi Yan raised his eyebrows, swept the ground with a palm wind, and then took out the futon to sit down, looking at Liu Wu with a pair of shining eyes without blinking. It seemed to take root on Liu Wu's face, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said, "Lord Liuge...... The news is really well-informed. ā€

Jiuxiao Pavilion is in the business of selling news, and has an outstanding reputation, if this is usually said, it is undoubtedly a polite remark. Of course, it is also the truth, but when Xi Yan said it at this time, it gave people a feeling that he couldn't explain it.

Of course, it will definitely not be a polite word.

Liu Wu didn't care, just nodded at Xi Yan, looking like he had been praised and deserved, a pair of fox eyes hung down, and his long and thick eyelashes covered a shadow under his eyes, making his expression a little obscure.

"The eldest prince is polite."

Xi Yan froze slightly, the guy in front of him didn't leave his hand, it was difficult to see his true intentions.

He was even a little skeptical. Could it be that what Liu Wu said was false, but the fact was that he and Xiang Huaiming were just trying to confuse themselves?

"I'm a little confused." Xi Yan said.

"Oh?" Liu Wu's little fingers slid over the tear mole under his eyes, raised his eyelids to look at Xi Yan, and made a very interested look.

"Lord Liuge seems to be ...... I am very familiar with Xiang Huaiming. Xi Yan stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of jerky, leisurely tore it into strips, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Liu Wu hooked the corners of his mouth. The more he knew about Xi Yan's temptation, the more he appreciated Xi Yan in his heart, which could make Pei Yaqing jealous, which can be seen from this sensitivity alone.

Like Xi Yan, he slowly tore this jerky, Liu Wu's face did not change, but in addition to appreciating Xi Yan in his heart, he was also a little unhappy, should he be so keen? If the opponent is too shrewd, it is not good for himself, in case......

"Lord Liuge?" Xi Yan had a slight smile on his face. The slightly raised tails of the eyes brought out a little cunning, although Xi Yan's slender eyes were not the same as Xi Muyan's big eyes, but this expression was made and eighty percent out of ten were similar.

Sure enough, it's a family.

Liu Wu suddenly leaned over and pushed his elbows on the table in front of him. The whole person fell crooked on the table, supported his head with one hand and said, "The eldest prince might as well speak up." ā€

"Huh? Didn't the Lord of the Willow Pavilion misunderstand something? Xi Yan had a smile in his eyes, but he didn't go straight to the bottom of his heart, his words were still gentle, but with a sense of alienation that he hadn't even noticed.

Liu Wu tilted his head, stretched out his right index finger and shook it, "Eldest son, you are not honest." I know you must be suspicious of my ulterior motives, maybe even maybe, you think I'm just lying to you, right? ā€

Xi Yan just smiled and was noncommittal.

Liu Wu sighed lightly and said: "I know, if this matter is not made clear, the eldest prince will definitely not be able to believe me, in fact, the reason why I have something to say is just because it is a little difficult to speak." ā€

"I once said that the family teacher also died indirectly at the hands of Purple Illusion, but he didn't mean to blame, so I didn't want revenge, and," Liu Wu hesitated between words, and when he saw Xi Yan looking over, he smiled and continued: "Before this, I even regarded Xiang Huaiming as a half-master. ā€

As soon as the words of the half-master came out, Xi Yan was surprised, he looked at the smile with a little bitterness on the corner of Liu Wu's mouth, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say a word, just listened quietly.

Liu Wu saw him like this, but his eyes gradually softened: "The family teacher passed away, and he was pregnant with the Ming Dynasty teacher, but I was a half-teacher and half-friend, before this, he didn't feel sorry for me, but I owe him a favor." ā€

"But," Liu Wu's eyes suddenly sharpened, "I admit his affection, but it doesn't mean that I have to pay it back with my life." From the moment he had his intentions, I saw him as an enemy. ā€

Liu Wu's clenched fists trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "Perhaps, he had already had such an idea at the beginning of our acquaintance, so he would be so dedicated to my cultivation." ā€

Xi Yan looked at Liu Wu with a calm face, such a simple story didn't make him empathize, he was just observing, was Liu Wu's emotions really as excited as he appeared?

The two of them had their own thoughts, but they were quiet.

"It doesn't have to be dead." After a long time, Xi Yan said.

"What?"

Liu Wu was still immersed in his emotions, and when he heard Xi Yan speak, he looked up a little dazedly.

"I mean, not necessarily dead." Xi Yan repeated.

Liu Wu blinked, the excitement on his face faded, and he regained his smiling appearance and said, "You mean ......?"

"If your cultivation is enough, you won't die, and if you have some more pills, it can also help, as long as you survive it, you won't die." Xi Yan nodded and said lightly.

Liu Wu was not excited, but the smile on his face became more real, his finger ran over his chin, and he tapped lightly: "That's the case?" But I was lonely and unheard, and I thought it was a certain death. ā€

Xi Yan looked at Liu Wu with some astonishment, he actually admitted it so easily?

However, Liu Wu didn't wait for Xi Yan to ask again, and said, "The eldest prince doesn't need to worry, even so, it won't make me change my mind." ā€

"One, the resurrection of the purple illusion, Xiang Huaiming has always hidden it from me, obviously, he doesn't believe me, I'm afraid he didn't put my life in his eyes, and you also said that it is not necessarily dead, but the chance of living is really not big."

"Our cultivation is similar, the eldest prince thinks, is it enough for me to survive to the end?"

"Five or five at most." Xi Yan said.

Liu Wu snorted and said: "Look, it's only five or five, but he didn't give me a chance to say no, so what else is there to say, I can't wait to die." ā€

Xi Yan didn't say anything, just picked up the silver kettle on the table, poured Liu Wu a glass of wine first, and then poured himself another glass.

"So, what exactly do you want to do?"

In the closed stone cave, Xi Yan's voice of leisurely inquiry sounded.

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When Xi Muyan woke up, it was already twilight, and when he opened the door, he saw Pei Yaqing wearing a dark robe, standing under the big tree with his hands in his hands, and his clothes flying in the wind.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned sideways and smiled at Xi Muyan and said, "Wake up." ā€

Xi Muyan stretched, then rubbed his face and said, "I've slept for so long." ā€

Pei Yaqing walked over, held Xi Muyan's waist with one hand, then rubbed her loose hair with the other, and then said, "Master left." ā€

"When?"

"Noon." Pei Yaqing nodded Xi Muyan's forehead and said, "Master said that you slept like a piglet, and didn't let me call you up." ā€

"That's right." Xi Muyan hugged Pei Yaqing's arm, and then leaned on him, "I'm still a little tired." ā€

"Are you hungry, let's go eat."

Xi Muyan snorted, then took out a wooden hairpin and pulled up his hair casually.

Pei Yaqing glanced at it first, and laughed again in a hurry, looking very happy: "Do you still keep it?" ā€

As he spoke, he raised his hand and stroked the wooden hairpin, the delicate texture brought out a little brilliance, and it also exuded a faint fragrance.

It was a small gift he gave when he met Xi Muyan at the beginning of that year.

"I like it very much, so naturally I want to keep it." Xi Muyan knew that what he was talking about was the hairpin, so he shook his head, and then held Pei Yaqing's hand, "How about carving a few more for me in your spare time?" ā€

Pei Yaqing patted Xi Muyan's head, but there was a happy look on his face, "As long as you like it." ā€

After eating, the two went out of the courtyard.

The people on the street are bustling with people, Pei Yaqing and Xi Muyan are both outstanding, and they don't know how much attention they have attracted along the way.

Listening to many people on the street discussing the affairs of Huiyue Villa, Xi Muyan suddenly sighed with emotion: "I don't know what happened to King Gaoling now." ā€

Although there was a fight, Xi Muyan did not have any ill feelings towards King Gaoling, but had some sympathy.

"Life and death, human nature." Pei Yaqing was very indifferent.

Xi Muyan was silent for a moment.

She has traveled through and lived in this world for so long, facing the problem of life and death, but she can't be calm, maybe because she has lost, she cherishes it even more.

The fiery red clouds burned half of the sky, Xi Muyan pulled Pei Yaqing's sleeve, but his eyes fell on the crowd.

"Look at that person, is there something familiar?"