On the second floor, outside Xana's room.

Standing in the corridor outside Xia Na's door, Shang Yang didn't rush to push the door in, because he could probably guess what the black-haired girl in the room looked like at this time.

On the poplar door, on the white door plate, there are two traditional Chinese characters written in Xingshu, which are upright but flowing, making people look very comfortable.

Under the white door number, a somewhat inclined handwriting board was hung on the doorknob, and the handwriting board was written in neat and beautiful Chinese characters, "Busy, especially Shang Yang, are not allowed to come in!" Such words.

Seeing such words, Shang Yang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, paused slightly, then reached out to hold the doorknob, pressed it gently, and pushed the door.

The door was gently pushed open, a fresh breath slowly emanated from the inside out, there was no trace of air turbidity caused by the lack of flow for a long time, the room was not large, a small poplar wardrobe, a bed that was not too big, a poplar desk, these three things occupied most of the space in the room. The wooden floor of the room is covered with a soft white carpet, which makes the whole room look like a soft bed, and it looks very warm.

And when he gently pushed the door open, Shang Yang also looked at the black-haired girl lying on the desk without delay.

The petite brunette girl sat in a chair, leaned forward, buried her head on the desk, and fell asleep quietly to the sound of her own gentle breathing. The girl with black hair like a waterfall was wearing only a thin white shirt, and in addition to the knee-length gray short skirt, the girl's two white calves without stockings were exposed, and two jade feet gently stepped on the pure white carpet.

Looking at this beautiful scene like a beautiful picture, Shang Yang sighed softly.

This girl......

Walking into the room, Shang Yang turned around and closed the door softly, and carefully walked to the side of Xia Na, who was sleeping quietly, the table lamp on the table was still shining brightly, and under the arm of Xia Na, who was asleep, there was also a big notebook, just the exposed part, it was full of words and various numbers, and Xia Na's white and soft right hand was also subconsciously holding a fountain pen.

Seeing Xia Na's appearance, Shang Yang shook his head helplessly, raised his right hand, carefully took away the pen that Xia Na was holding, put it aside, and then carefully helped Xia Na lean forward and lay on the table, and then, his left arm was wrapped around her legs and picked up Xia Na.

With Shang Yang's movements, Xia Na's pretty face, which was originally buried in her arms, also leaned up, revealing a soft, but somewhat tired sleeping face.

Looking at Xia Na's somewhat tired soft sleeping face, Shang Yang smiled gently, carefully hugged Xia Na, took a few steps forward, walked to the bed, and gently put Xia Na, who was still asleep quietly and did not notice his movements, on the bed, and helped her cover the soft quilt casually, it was already the late autumn season, although the temperature was not a problem for Shang Yang or Xia Na, but it was better to cover it.

After doing this, Shang Yang stood up, walked to the desk, turned off the lamp casually, picked up the notebook that was pressed under Xia Na's arm just now, opened it, and the somewhat scattered but neat font also came into Shang Yang's eyes.

Stripping away the assumptions of fate...... The hypothesis that prevents the total disintegration of fate...... and the theoretical method of truncating fate......

Notebooks full of words and numbers are all similar to this......

There is no doubt that Xia Na's somewhat tired and soft sleeping face comes from this, and these similar contents in the notebook also have the same purpose, that is, how to properly and foolproofly peel off the "fate" of a special situation, and this special situation is the "fate" mixed with "cunning".

“…… In the current situation, the aggregate concentration of 'fate' has far exceeded my and Shang Yang's expectations, and around the Jade of the Four Souls, in the past, in the present, and even in the future, the existence of people who have a deep connection with the Jade of the Four Souls has been permeated by the law of cause and effect of 'fate'......"

“…… At the moment when the Jade of the Four Souls is destroyed, whether it is the shrine maiden Kikyo who guards the Jade of the Four Souls, or the villagers of Kaede Village, the demon removal village, the half-demon Inuyasha, the Sesshomaru of the Western Kingdom, or the dog general and the shrine maiden Tsuiko who have died in the distant past, or the mage named Maitreya, the demon slayer named Sango, the fox demon named Qibao, and the girl named Ling, who will be born in nearly fifty years. will completely disappear from this world, completely from the memory of everyone except us......"

“…… Whether it's Shang Yang's Liangyi, my law of cause and effect, or Kaguya's eternal ability, all the people in the hot spring village have the power to interfere with the cause and effect of 'fate', but if we with such power appear in the place where 'fate' gathers, it will also lead to uncontrollable consequences......"

In this notebook, Xana writes neatly and neatly, and has been carefully recording her divine consciousness through Guò Shangyang, and what she sees, imagining one method after another, making one theoretically feasible way after another, and then denying it by Xana herself one after another.

Looking carefully at the content that was full of writing, page after page, Shang Yang turned his head slightly, looked at Xia Na's soft, but a little tired pretty sleeping face, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly again.

Xana, you......

Closing the notebook casually and placing it on the table, Shang Yang turned around, walked to the side of the bed again, leaned over, and quietly looked at Xia Na's soft sleeping face.

Raising his hand and slowly brushing away a few strands of Xia Na's somewhat messy hair with his slender index finger, Shang Yang sighed softly and opened his mouth leisurely.

"Get a good night's sleep, Xana."

As if sensing Shang Yang's brushing away her hair, and as if hearing Shang Yang's words in her sleep, Xia Na frowned slightly, and a slightly muffled voice came out of her seductive cherry lips.

"Shang, Shangyang...... I'm sorry...... To, yet, yet, have not found a suitable, foolproof method......"

The last few words were completely vague, and it was almost impossible to hear what they were, but when he heard Xia Na's vague dream words, Shang Yang showed a relieved gentle smile, leaned forward slightly, and got closer to Xia Na's soft face, and his tone was relaxed.

"It's okay, I'll take care of the rest."

After saying the last few words, Shang Yang maintained a gentle smile, reached out and slowly brushed the hair on Xia Na's forehead, and gently kissed Xia Na's forehead.

"Rest in peace......"

PS: This is today's update, the update is late, I'm very sorry~ But for the sake of more, please forgive me~ (laughs.)

After today's chapter code, I think, well, Shang Yang, you guy should die decisively a few times...... (Jealousy.)

Although this chapter is very warm, but please rest assured, I won't let this guy Shang Yang have such a good time in the next chapter~ (sneer.)

Hawkers, okay, let's not talk about this, please look forward to it later~

In the end, I still ask for everyone's recommendation votes to support~ Please don't be polite~