Chapter 605 – The Sword Comes

Luo Yu Heng stared blankly at the roof, his pupils seemingly unfocused.

There is a feeling of waking up from a deep sleep with muddled thoughts and not being able to tell where you are.

The last time she felt like this, she was a teenager.

Luo Yu Heng let out a breath, held onto his Yuan, stabilized his Yuan Shen, and began to look into himself, accepting the memories of the past seven days.

The seven personalities, which represent her when the fire of karma burns her body, can be called “demons”.

Now that the karmic fire has subsided, the memories of the seven personalities begin to surface one by one.

Luo Yu Heng felt that she was able to accept whatever happened between her and Xu Qi in the past few days.

First of all, she had a favorable impression of Xu Qi’an, there was no doubt about that. So there would be no possibility of dislike.

Secondly, in order not to leave herself open, the first time she double-cultivated, she had spent the night entangled with Xu Qi’an as a master character.

There won’t be that situation where you wake up and realize you’ve been sleeping with a strange man for seven whole days.

In the end, even his body was given to him, and it was nothing more than repeated double-crossing for seven days.

“The first time I double-cultivated with him, I still resisted mostly in my heart, when I received the memories of these seven days, I might be able to accept him without embarrassment and embarrassment ………”

Luo Yu Heng thought in his heart, and memory fragments began to appear in his mind as if he was walking around.

The first thing she “remembers” is the memory of her “angry” personality.

A picture flashed by like a horse light, and in her memory, she was cross-eyed at Xu Qi’an, angry at every turn, and her bratty posture made her frown.

“Same old grumpy personality. She represents the last of my stubbornness, unwilling to submit to a man with insufficient emotions for Karmic Fire. It’s irrational to choose to suppress anger independently and refuse dual cultivation ……..

“Well, his attitude was pretty good. Didn’t get too upset by “my” irritability.”

Luo Yu Heng nodded secretly, feeling that the “anger” personality was too emotional and not rational enough. At the same time, he was secretly satisfied with Xu Qi’an’s good attitude.

At this time, a picture flashed, that is in the dead of night, Xu Qi’an forced into the bedroom, “seduced” the angry personality, the two people in the bed on the couch wrestling, and then, her clothes were stripped off piece by piece, the snow-white plump ** exposed.

Luo Yu Heng raised an eyebrow and huffed a bit.

“But what he said makes sense, the Rage Personality refuses to double-cross me, and if the other personalities do the same, I’m dead, and he’s doing me a favor by forcing his way in without knowing about the other personalities ………”

Luo Yu Heng forced himself to convince himself.

Well, so much for the Angry Personality’s day, although there were slight twists and turns, overall, Luo Yu Heng was still able to accept it.

What personality is next ……. She mentally muttered something less confident.

The seven personalities appear randomly, without trace, without pattern.

Soon, an image flashed by and Luo Yu Heng knew what personality the second one to appear was.

Desire!

In the image, she awoke early and took the initiative to put her thighs on Xu Qi’an’s waist, enticing him to cultivate with herself.

The whole day and night just ghosted by.

Too shameless, too shameless …….. Luo Yu Heng’s face flushed red, blood rushed to her face skin, giving birth to the urge to drill the ground, embarrassed, her toes bent hard and her body tensed.

She knew Lust Personality could be a little, a little slutty, but she hadn’t realized it was so shameless.

Luo Yu Heng would never admit that it was herself.

After the Lust Personality came the Fear Personality, and as soon as the Fear Personality Fang appeared, it pestered Xu Qi’an, who had labored all day and night to cultivate.

Luo Yu Heng clearly “saw” Xu Qi An end her double cultivation and slip out of the house, her face white.

Seeing such Xu Qi’an, the master of the country with complex feelings, but also came up with the idea of “aggrieved him”.

But soon, this thought was shattered by the memory images that ensued, she saw Xu Qi’an bullying the fear personality then the grief personality came online.

“I’m more than old enough to be your mother …….”

“It’s not in vain that I have suffered for twenty years without compromising with Emperor Yuan Jing. When your trip to the jianghu is over, we will officially become Dao couples.”

“Come on, say you love me.”

“Nasty.”

“Quickly call Hsu Lang.”

“Xu, Xu Lang ……..”

Hsu Lang?

Luo Yu Heng’s body shook, dumbstruck, her body trembled slightly and her mouth trembled.

What have I done? How can I hold my head up in front of him from now on?

That’s not all, the mourning personality self-pity, pouring out his heart to him, talking about his heart journey, saying something about how he wanted to get close to him a long time ago, but couldn’t pull the trigger, and his heart was tangled up in a hard place.

Then tears of joy because he reached out to him.

You are slandering! Luo Yu Heng was furious.

In the dark, she felt the image of her past collapse completely, never to return.

With the shame is still behind, mourning personality to the surname Xu has been affectionate, love personality to him actually dead.

Luo Yu Heng “sees” the small inn where she is posed in various positions.

These are not the cultivation methods in the ancient room arts, it is purely the surname Xu who is spoiling her.

Deceiving people too much, deceiving people too much ……… Luo Yuheng has a burst of blackness in front of his eyes.

Whew!

She took a slow, deep breath to calm her emotions and mumbled something as she gazed somewhat vacantly at a part of the room:

“Since I’ve decided to double-cultivate with him, I’ve already regarded him as my future daoist partner, and it wouldn’t be too much to shout, shout out Xu Lang.

“Between Taoist couples, the pleasure of fish and water is a common human condition, no need to mind, no need to mind ……..

“At least, at least it’s between him and me, and people on the sidelines don’t know about this.”

Suddenly, a memory presented itself, only to see that in a certain room, at the table, sat Lin’an Huaiqing Li Miaozhen as well as the two female disciples of the Supervisor.

“I know that among you, some of you like Xu Lang, some of you hold a favorable impression of him, and some of you have a crush on him. But after this night, this seat hopes that you will put away thoughts that you shouldn’t have.”

“Xu Lang, say something.”

Luo Yu Heng was like a stone statue, weathering inch by inch in the wind.

She sat in joyless silence for a long time, and at a certain moment, she probed her right hand and said in a voice that had no emotional ups and downs:

“Sword come!”

The rusty iron sword flew out of the pool water and delivered itself into Luo Yu Heng’s hands.

The State Master rushed out of the Spiritual Treasure View with a golden light, and she went with determination and bravery, as if she were a female general running to the battlefield, with the courage of the jade.

……….

In the Xu Mansion, the aunt yawned as she lectured the over-energetic, early-morning, noisy, little beaner who had woken her up.

“Can’t you save your breath, you’re making a scene before dawn, my mother feeds you and clothes you, just so you can stir up people’s dreams early in the morning?”

The aunt pinched her tongue.

The little djinn stood before her, head bowed, vainly admitting his mistake.

“You know it’s not wrong.”

“I know I’m wrong.”

“How dare you next time?”

“Don’t dare.”

“Say, where are you wrong.”

“Mother, where did I go wrong?” Little DouDing asked when he didn’t understand.

The aunt barely caught her breath and sat down helplessly, rubbing her forehead with one hand, exhausted:

“Get out get out, I don’t want to see you.”

“Okay ta!” Xu Jingyin jumped up and ran outside.

“Mother, there are fairies.”

She stopped at the door of the hall and exclaimed, “What a beautiful fairy.”

The aunt walked over in bewilderment, only to see a woman of great beauty in a feathered coat and carrying a rusty iron sword in the small courtyard outside the hall.

Auntie was a fairy herself, and when she saw this woman, she felt a resonance of “kindred spirits”.

“Where’s Xu Qi’an?”

The woman said, word for word.

Her face was expressionless, but her voice was squeezed from between her teeth with some gnashing of teeth.

Auntie didn’t recognize the woman, even though she had heard of the Master of the Nation’s name by reputation.

“Ning Banquet left before dawn. Which one is the girl, and what is the reason for seeking him?” The aunt answered cautiously.

“Did it say where to go?” Luo Yuheng’s face sank horribly.

“No.”

Just as the aunt finished her reply, golden light reflected in her pupils and the woman flew away on it.

………..

Far northwest from the capital, on the official road, Mu Nanjian rode on the back of a small mare, her hands propped up on the saddle, draped in a fox fur cloak, squinting her eyes and looking into the distance.

There were two other riders beside him, Miao Youfang and Li Lingsu.

The former was Xu Qi’an’s follower and thus followed him. The latter, the Saint Son’s current jianghu excursion, was set to end up in the capital.

In the capital, there is Luo Yuheng, the head of the Human Sect Dao, the first beauty of Dafeng, the Princess of Zhenbei, and a group of flower girls from the Department of the Church and so on.

Unfortunately, the world is unpredictable, and the capital is nothing more than a sad place for him.

In that case, one has to set out again on the journey of traveling the jianghu and forgetting too much.

However, the Heavenly Sect was now going to arrest him and return him to the mountain for confinement, and even worse things would happen.

Li Lingsu felt that he had been forced into a corner, and that the only way to get through the calamity from his division was to go too far into oblivion.

And before Tai Shang Oblivion, it was obvious that following Xu Qi An was safer, able to solve the pressure from both the confidante and the division.

As for her senior sister, Li Miaozhen, she decided to stay away from the scum in order to prove that she didn’t secretly admire Xu Qi’an.

But Li Lingsu smelled a hint of something bad, with her senior sister’s character, if she was truly innocent with Xu Qi’an, she would instead travel in company.

Damn Xu Qi’an!

“Brother Yang, I’ll be responsible for keeping an eye on him and relaying to you what he’s done in huge detail.”

In the morning light, Li Ling Su twisted her head to look out in the direction of the capital.

The last reason for him to follow Xu Qi’an was that he was entrusted by his sworn brother, Yang Qianliang, to secretly spy on Xu Qi’an.

Seeing that both of them were looking out in the direction of the capital, Miao Youfang wondered:

“Why doesn’t Elder Xu travel with us?”

Outside, for insurance purposes, he has to be addressed as Xu Qian.

Mu Nanjian replied, “He said he went to meet someone.”

“What man?”

“Someone who has been so gracious to him.”

“Ooooh.”

Li Lingsu took the opportunity to insert himself into the conversation and said, “Mrs. Xu, where is that little fox demon?”

He still adored the first beauty of the Dafeng, but since she had her own master, the holy son could only bury his admiration in the bottom of his heart.

Of course, the fact that he was able to have such a great realization had something to do with Munan Gardenia’s current mediocre appearance.

If the Princess showed her true colors, no man would be able to resist her charms, and even if her man was Xu Qi’an, there would be countless good men who would brave death and wield their hoes.

The corner of Mu Nanjia’s mouth quirked, “I entrusted it to deliver messages to a few little bitches.”

During a person’s karmic fire, they are tormented by the “seven emotions” and become unlike themselves.

Mu Nanjian promised her to keep her secret and not to reveal it to anyone.

Shirahime isn’t human anyway ……..

And what does Bai Ji’s big mouth nonsense out words have to do with her Mu Nan Jasmine?

……….

Luo Yu Heng toured around the capital’s boundaries and found no trace of Xu the Thief, gazing at the amulet and sensing it, he found that he had lost contact with it.

In other words, she could never find Xu Qi’an again.

“I’ll get you next month!”

Luo Yu Heng ground his teeth.

She returned to the Spirit Treasure View in a golden light.

Just as he came back on the front foot, a disciple came on the back foot and stood outside the small courtyard, shouting:

“Daoist Head, His Highness Lin’an, His Highness Huaiqing, and Li Miaozhen of the Heavenly Sect sent three letters to you.”

Faith?

Luo Yuheng frowned slightly and said, “Bring it over.”

The Dao-clothed disciple stepped into the courtyard, took out three letters from his arms, respectfully handed them over, and then exited the courtyard.

Luo Yu Heng flicked his fingertips and three letters flew out of the envelopes at the same time, unfolding in mid-air.

From left to right, the letter reads in order:

“Whitehead!”

“Forever and ever!”

“Good morning!”

Luo Yu Heng’s breath caught in her throat, only feeling that she was being publicly executed, ridiculed, connoted, and a huge sense of shame engulfed her.

These three letters came so coincidentally, like they were designed to fill in the blanks.

………..

Szeto, the door to the chamber was pushed open.

Carrying a wine jug, Xu Qi’an came in gingerly and turned back to close the door.

The morning light shone in through the latticed windows, and the chamber was spacious and simply furnished, with a four-square table and a simple plank bed.

So it seems a bit empty.

Xu Qi’an walked slowly to the bedside, silently looking at the sleeping man on the bed.

Wearing well-made green robes, his features are handsome, his temples are gray, and the fine crow’s feet at the corners of his eyes indicate that he is no longer young.

“It’s so similar, it’s practically identical, but unfortunately there’s no Qi, it’s an ordinary flesh body.”

Xu Qi’an grinned, “Lord Wei, I came to see you and brought you wine. I’m leaving the capital soon to continue collecting dragon qi, so before I go, I’ll accompany you for a while.”

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