books44 Chapter 658 was written a year ago.
Chapter 658 was written a year ago.
Yan Chengxue bickered with Xue Lan in the stone chamber for a while, and was forced to listen to the Wolf King's half-truths. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she shut off her hearing and went to the corner to read the ancient book on formations that Xue Lan had given her.
Xue Tong watched as his host pulled out a smelting furnace and various refining materials from his sleeve, clearly intending to refine weapons right there on the spot.
"wait."
Xiao Tong stopped Xue Lan from taking out the hammer and pointed to Yan Chengxue in the corner: "How did you convince this person?"
Xue Lan set the Heavenly Forging Hammer aside and ignited the Bifang Flame at her fingertips:
"Is there such a thing as persuasion between him and me?"
Xue Tong understood immediately.
“That’s bribery.” She circled Xue Lan once. “After all, she’s the head of the Wan Gong Fang now, she’s become much more assertive.”
Xue Lan chuckled at her: "That's because you didn't see me when I was in the Upper Realm. The first time I received the Mermaid Pearls and Ao Pearls from the Vast Sea Dragon Domain, they formed a Milky Way over Beiyue City."
She spoke with a nostalgic tone and a gentle expression.
Xue Tong suddenly became curious about the story of Xue Lan and that dragon princess.
The girl sat beside Xue Lan's smelting table, propping her chin up and transmitting her voice: "I already know you committed suicide in your past life, which is indeed quite infuriating. But you don't have to be that afraid of Ao Zhu and Jin Guang." The girl continued, her words earnest: "Good friends should always talk things out face-to-face when problems arise, and they like you so much..."
Xue Lan felt a little guilty after hearing what she said, and suddenly felt very small, as if she was about to crawl into a crack in the ground.
Lord Wolf glanced at Xue Tong and solemnly asked, "Have you... come of age yet?"
Xue Tong was a little confused by her question, but still obediently answered, "I'm fifteen."
"That's good. You're old enough to know these things now."
"Regarding the matter of suicide... what I did... was somewhat inhumane."
"Inhumane?" Xue Tong was somewhat confused: "Didn't you always say you were a wolf?"
Xue Tong moved forward slightly. The Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm... what could have happened to make this lawless wolf before him start to reconsider the principles of humanity?
Xue Lan really didn't want to say it herself, so she tapped the inner demon in her mind's sea: "The opportunity to gloat has arrived."
The inner demon had been stirring for a long time, and upon hearing this, it immediately transformed into a wisp of light gray mist that drifted out from Xue Lan's chest and settled on Xue Tong's wrist.
"Let me speak, let me speak."
Seeing her inner demons so merrily, Xue Tong suddenly had a bad feeling. She looked to Xue Lan for help.
Lord Wolf waved his hand resignedly: "Go listen from the sidelines."
So Xue Tong took her inner demon to another corner of the stone chamber, where she and Yan Chengxue stood on either side of Xue Lan, as if they were protecting her.
Lord Wolf King casually opened the furnace and selected the best piece of spirit iron to begin forging his seal.
Logically speaking, the sect leader's seal should be carved from spirit jade, which looks beautiful and makes the person appear more cultured.
As for why Xue Lan insisted on forging it with spirit iron...
The reason is simple: she's a traitor.
Wolves are naturally drawn to durable and resilient items.
The clanging of the hammer lasted for four hours, and a square seal appeared in Xue Lan's hand. The seal knob was cast in the shape of a long sword, and the lower part was shaped like a strange peak.
It is Hidden Sword Mountain.
The seal is engraved with eight large characters: "Never stop casting, and you will have the heart of a craftsman."
Xue Lan let out a long sigh of relief and nodded, extremely satisfied with her skills.
Turning around, she was met with Xue Tong's swollen, red eyes from crying.
"Ouch, ouch."
Lord Wolf reached out to hug Xue Tong, but the girl did not dodge and was gently pulled into Xue Lan's arms.
"What happened?"
"Crying like this."
"Xue Lan..." Xue Tong spoke softly, her voice hoarse.
"Humans... at the very least, wolves shouldn't do that on their own birthdays..."
Xue Lan glanced into the corner; Yan Chengxue had gone out and hadn't returned yet.
"That was out of necessity."
Xue Lan raised her hand to wipe away Xue Tong's tears: "Alright, alright, don't cry."
"I didn't cry when the demon pointed an arrow at the son of the demon god in the demon realm."
Xue Tong thought Xue Lan was right, and bit her cheek to try to hold back her tears, but to no avail.
Large tears slid down her cheeks, and Xue Lan seemed like a blurry shadow that she couldn't grasp.
"Did it hurt at the time...?"
Xue Lan was somewhat stumped by the question.
She didn't dare say she couldn't remember.
I just think I'm pretty ruthless.
Because he was a demon soul at the time, ordinary magical attacks were ineffective. Xue Lan poured soul magic into the porcelain shard that had slit his throat, and cast the laws of space and time around himself, causing him to be infinitely reincarnated within a moment. If he didn't die, he would just have to go through it again...
Does it hurt...?
The first time might have been painful, but I really can't remember anything after that.
Xue Tong looked at the woman opposite her, whose face showed a rare hint of confusion: "Maybe it hurts. But Xiao Tong..."
“That was a thousand years ago.”
Xue Lan's voice was very gentle, which inexplicably reminded Xue Tong of the time when she could freely enter and exit Xue Lan's sea of consciousness.
Lord Wolf brewed a pot of tea, and wisps of white steam rose from the cups, mingling with the aroma of the tea.
Gentle like Xue Lan at this moment.
“A thousand years…” Xue Tong couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
yes……
A thousand years have passed, and time flies by.
What can't be erased?
However, being erased does not mean disappearing, nor does it mean that it never happened.
Xue Tong wiped away her tears fiercely, forcing herself to see the person in front of her clearly.
The girl stepped out of Xue Lan's loose embrace, revealing a bright smile as she opened her arms:
"Come on, let me make you cry one more time."
“It would be disgraceful to cry in front of Cui Wu.”
Xue Lan was stunned.
She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, then smiled helplessly.
This little girl.
This little girl who inexplicably appeared in my mind.
This loud and boisterous little girl before she regained her memory...
Lord Wolf obediently walked up and hugged Xue Tong, resting his head on her shoulder.
Xue Tong felt a warm sensation on her shoulder.
Lord Wolf asked her, "Would you like to touch my ears?"
Xue Tong patted her thin back: "Let's not. What if Yan Chengxue comes in and starts fussing about touching you?"
Yan Chengxue, who had walked with Kui Shengge to the entrance of the stone chamber, vaguely heard his own name and clicked his tongue softly. Then he picked up his pen and wrote a sentence in his notebook: "Xue Lan crickets at him," before turning away smoothly.
"Aren't you going in?" Kui Shengge transmitted her voice.
Yan Chengxue waved his hand gracefully:
"I love formations."
"Then I'll go in and take a look." Kui Shengge was eager to try; he had clearly heard what Xue Tong had said.
The Demon Lord Lei Kui said: "Furry things, hehehe!"
"You shouldn't go either!"
Master Yan returned and took his cheap master with him:
"Tell me more about that Shangwei Mountain and the Yuanming Realm Grand Array!"
"Let's go!"