All around was quiet.

  The night is deep and it's a desolate time.

  The long street is quiet, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and its clear light shines down, casting a long shadow on the two people standing alone on the desolate street.

  What kind of emotion is it, like a thousand words entwined in my mind, yet I face it but cannot speak.

  The deep night's lonely wind gently blows against my clothes.

  Lu Xueqi's Tianyao in her hand flickered with a faint blue light, slowly falling and retracting.

  The ghost was silent and stern.

  Lu Xueqi gazed intently at the man in front of her. Under the moonlight, Gui Li suddenly felt like he was suffocating.

  There was no physical contact, no struggle to the death, nor any injury or bloodshed. Yet somehow, every time he faced this beautiful woman, under her gaze, he had an inexplicable emotion.

  A beauty as cold as snow, seemingly reminiscent of that high and elegant woman when we first met.

  Only then did she realize that at some point, her own shadow had appeared in her eyes.

  "Wasn't that woman just now Jinpinger of the Huahuan Sect?" Lu Xueqi suddenly said quietly.

  The ghost's expression turned stern for a moment, then he nodded silently and said, "Yes."

  Lu Xueqi looked at him, with a hint of light flashing in the depths of her eyes, and said softly: "Have you always been with her?"

  Almost subconsciously, Gui Li immediately shook his head and said, "No, I have nothing to do with her..."

  "Kuzu." His voice suddenly dropped, feeling a hint of strangeness in his emotions, as if he was about to explain something.

  But the strange light in Lu Xueqi's eyes had disappeared, as if there was a sudden relief from some pressure on her shoulders, and even her complexion seemed to have softened somewhat.

  However, between two people, there is still a great distance, like a deep and wide chasm.

  The moonlight is like water, lingering on this desolate street.

  In the distance, Jin Bao'er and Li Xun's fleeing figures had long since disappeared from view. In the vast mountain stronghold, it seemed as if only the two of them were left.

  They were sworn enemies, but neither of them had any intention of fighting at this moment. In the cold and clear light, Lu Xueqi suddenly said: "Can... you walk with me?"

  The ghost's eyes widened in surprise as he raised his head, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

  Walking slowly on this deserted street, the night is deep and the moonlight is like water.

  On both sides of the street were ruins and broken walls, in a state of disrepair. But as the night wind blew, this distant mountain peak, thousands of miles away from home, was quiet and seemed to have a faint warmth.

  Two people walked side by side, yet still kept a distance of three feet apart. Intentionally or unintentionally, they seemed to be avoiding something in secret.

  In such a desolate and serene night, how can one's heart not be entwined with emotions?

  Faint fragrance, in the wind, by your side, floating vaguely and faintly.

  "Do you still remember our first match at the Seven Veins Gathering of Martial Arts on Qingyun Mountain?"

  Lu Xueqi suddenly broke the silence and said quietly.

  Gu Li's body stiffened for a moment, and he felt somewhat surprised in his heart. In his impression, Lu Xueqi was not a talkative person at all. But somehow, she seemed a bit strange tonight.

  Although so, he still nodded and said: "I remember that you could use the 'Divine Sword Thunder True Technique' at that time, it was really impressive."

  Lu Xueqi glanced at him and said lightly: "But that match, I actually lost."

  The demon's voice was low and menacing as he said, "At that time, your mastery of both magic and martial arts far surpassed mine... In fact, I..."

  "It was I who lost." Lu Xueqi's face showed a hint of gloom, and she said softly: "Actually, I knew at the time that you were intentionally holding back at the last moment. But for some reason, I couldn't control my own competitive heart, and at that time, no matter what, I couldn't tell the truth to Master and Master's wife who were so excited."

  The ghost sneered and said, "These trivial matters, after so many years, how can you still remember them in your heart?"

  Lu Xueqi raised her head and gazed at the bright moon on the horizon, lost in thought. Her beauty was like a delicate flower under the moonlight.

  "From then on, I've had you in mind." She said softly and vaguely.

  Gui Lie's body shook, and he suddenly raised his head. No matter what, he couldn't have expected that such words would come from Lu Xueqi's mouth, which was always as cold as ice. Yet, the beautiful figure of the elegant woman in the moonlight was clearly right in front of him.

  In his heart, he suddenly had a sense of foreboding, as if a disaster was quietly approaching and waiting for him in the distance. He felt it, but could no longer escape.

  "In the end, we went to the Kongsang Mountain's Spirit Abyss together, fighting against the demonic sect and struggling with the evil spirits. You disregarded your own life to save me, so I naturally cared for you..."

  She said it so lightly, her voice fluttering and with a hint of insincerity, eerie, no, as if at this moment he had once again become the former Zhang Xiaofan, past years, one by one, floating before his eyes.

  He couldn't say a word.

  "At that time, we were in a desperate situation, struggling at death's door, but I was never afraid. If I had died with you then, I..."

  She turned around, facing the man, with a light in her eyes that had never appeared before, and a multitude of tender feelings buried deep in her heart. Even on her snow-like skin, a faint pink glow was visible, with a beauty that moved people's hearts.

  "...I am willing too!" she said slowly, but with a determination as sharp as cutting ice and snow.

  The night is just right!

  The evening breeze is gentle!

  The two people facing each other suddenly fell silent.

  A demon is stirring in his heart, a thousand threads of thought are swirling in his mind, but amidst the chaotic waves, a voice is shouting loudly:

  Biyao!

  In an instant, he was chilled from head to toe, his blood ran cold, and his heart turned cold.

  Lu Xueqi gazed quietly at the man in front of her, taking in every change on his face. At first, he was perplexed, then bewildered, and perhaps even a little frightened, but suddenly he became indifferent, wrapping himself in a thick layer of indifference!

  It was just the tenderness in her eyes, but it didn't diminish by half, and she continued to speak softly.

  "Later on, at Liubo Mountain and Tongtian Peak, one thing after another happened, I stood by and watched as you gradually changed. Until the very end, on Tongtian Peak, under the Xian sword, when that Biyao girl took that blow for you, I knew then that you could never turn back."

  She smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, but it was full of bitterness, and she said quietly: "You really didn't look back again."

  The ghost gripped his hands tightly, his fingernails deeply embedded in his palms. He took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, trying not to let his calmness collapse instantly.

  It's just... it's just...

  How could he be so indifferent to this woman?

  "What's wrong with you again?" he said in a low voice.

  Lu Xueqi's smile was faintly cold, her eyes were distant, and under the moonlight, her figure was desolate yet beautiful.

  "I don't regret it, after ten years, I still think of you in my heart. If possible, I'd be willing to give up everything and go with you to the ends of the earth. But ultimately, it's just not meant to be!"

  She bit her lip, low and slow, repeating: "Impossible, impossible..."

  Then, look up!

  Her lips were as white, the skin on her face was even more pale and seemed to be transparent, only her eyes shone like the lonely moonlight hanging high in the sky at this moment.

  "Qingyun Gate raised me and educated me, Master is even more loving and caring for me, I will never betray Qingyun no matter what."

  "I'm telling you all this today so that you can understand my intentions. And now, in front of you, I will cut off the foolish fantasy that has been lingering in my heart for ten years!"

  Her pale hand grasped Tianyue tightly, as if she had used all her strength to say these words.

  Every word was like a sharp blade, falling on Gui Li's heart.

  But he remained silent and said nothing.

  Deeply, gaze!

  This man who was once engraved in the depths of his heart! Standing right in front of him, yet it's as if they are separated by a vast distance!

  Tianyue, draw your sword!

  A gleaming blue arc of light flashed through the air, striking down in front of Gui Li!

  In the desolate streets, between two people, just one step in front of Gui Li's body, a deep crack was drawn.

  Separated two people!

  The moonlight is desolately cool, and the night color has already turned dark and obscure!

  She is dressed in white like snow, without wind but dancing, as if a fairy, with bright eyes, thousands of tender feelings and countless sorrows, all hidden deep within her heart.

  "Tonight, we part ways. From tomorrow on, you and I will be sworn enemies until death." Her pale face had not a hint of color, and even her body began to tremble slightly.

  "For ten years, I have indulged in my obsession, dancing with swords on the mountain behind. Tonight, let me dance for the last time!"

  Clang!

  The Tianyu Divine Sword emitted a clear and melodious sound like a phoenix's cry, soaring directly up to the Ninth Heaven.

  A woman in white clothes like snow, flew up, in the desolate and beautiful moonlight, like a fairy from the ninth heaven falling into the mortal world, dancing wildly.

  The sword light is faint and dreamy, dancing with the lingering emotions of a thousand years. The past months and years slowly emerge, and pass by leisurely.

  Who is sighing softly, who has dim eyes?

  Sword light like snow, who's heart was wounded?

  She's crazy!

  She dances alone!

  The wind rises, and the clouds gradually disperse.

  Ruins scattered everywhere, broken walls and crumbling foundations.

  Rocks rolling everywhere, dust flying about, the wind howling mournfully.

  Her figure drifted, as if floating in the wind, with winds and clouds gathering from all directions, and the sky grew darker.

  Only the clear shadow floats gently!

  What is it that whispers quietly in the heart, what is it that bursts forth shouting from the breast?

  He can't, can't, can't...

  My body is trembling, perhaps I should move forward?

  That footstep lifted up, just in mid-air, seemed about to stride over the deep scar on the ground.

  The wind howls, and the shadows are like frost!

  The sword was like autumn water, falling from the sky, piercing through the air with a sharp sound, but then suddenly stopped in front of him at his eyebrow tip.

  The howling wind that filled the sky just now gradually subsided, and the rolling rocks everywhere slowly came to a stop. The sky cleared again, and the moonlight shone brightly once more, its radiance like water.

  Lu Xueqi's stunning beauty was right in front of him, as cold as ice and frost, but only those bright eyes seemed to still hold a hint of tender feelings, gentle as water.

  Their eyes all fell on the one in the middle.

  Deep wound!

  The chill of the Tianyue divine sword seemed to come from the tip of the sword, spreading throughout his body, and he suddenly woke up from his dazed dream.

  Her beauty is beyond mortal men.

  The ghostly footsteps halted in mid-air, slowing down, slowing down...

  Withdraw!

  Lu Xueqi's hand holding the sword slowly fell, and that person's body finally retreated quietly from this deep mark.

  Then she smiled...

  That smile is like a lily flower that has been blooming in the night sky for all eternity!

  But a moment later, she furrowed her brow and bent over, letting out a low moan as she spat up a mouthful of fresh blood.

  Tiny crimson dots scattered on her white dress, like a bright and eerie flower.

  She was still smiling, took a last look at the man, turned around, mounted her sword, flew up, transformed into white light, streaked across the night sky, and disappeared in the dark of the night under the quiet bright moon.

  Only left is a lonely man, silently watching the street in front of him, that one strip stained red...

  Deep wound!

  In the darkness, the nine-tailed heavenly fox Xiao Bai held Little Grey and gazed at everything happening on that street from afar. Little Grey seemed a bit uneasy and moved slightly in her arms.

  Xiao Bai gently patted its head, stretched out an onion-like finger and placed it on his lips, making a gesture to keep quiet.

  Xiao Hui calmed down, but her eyes remained fixed on her owner's gaunt figure, never relaxing for a moment.

  Nor did he know how long Gui Li had been standing in front of the deep scar on that street, but he just stood there, motionless.

  Xiao Bai seems to be very patient as well, quietly waiting in the darkness. At this moment, even Xiao Hui, who is usually very active, has become unusually quiet.

  Finally, Gui Li's body moved slightly, and then he seemed to be in great pain as he turned his back and looked around. From a distance, the man's face was as pale as dead ash, haggard beyond compare.

  Xiao Hui's body stirred restlessly again.

  Far away, as if a ghost whispered something in his ear, but no one could hear clearly. A moment later, he raised his head dazedly and slowly left.

  After he walked away, Xiaobai led Xiaohui out and came to the deep mark on the street that Lus Xueqi had drawn with the Tianju sword.

  She gazed silently for a long time, then sighed softly.

  "This world's love is really heartbreaking! Poor these two people, so excellent, yet like fools."

  "Squeak, squeak!" A shrill cry rose up. Xiaobai was taken aback, but it turned out that Little Gray the monkey was unwilling to comply.

  It jumped down from Xiaobai's body, sat on the ground with a thud, and refused to speak, imitating the appearance of being angry, with its hands clasped in front of its chest, its cheeks puffed out, looking all huffy.

  Xiaobai lost his smile and whispered: "You don't like me saying your master is a fool?"

  Xiao Hui nodded repeatedly, chirped a few times, and blinked her eyes. Although she still looked angry, her long tail quietly curled back and gently wrapped around Xiao Bai's ankle.

  Xiaobai smiled and shook his head, squatted down, gently stroked the monkey's head, then his gaze gradually drifted away, stunned for a long time, and finally said softly: "Actually, how would you know, my wish for thousands of years is just to be a fool like this once, and then have a fool treat me well too."

  "If that woman really wanted to break off all relations, she would have struck down with her sword long ago. I think just now, although she pointed her sword at Gui Li, in her heart she was actually hoping he would disregard everything and come over."

  "But if Gu Ye had crossed over, he wouldn't be Gu Ye anymore..."

  "In his heart, there must be a Bi Yao after all!"

  Xiao Bai said in a low voice, Xiao Hui seemed to understand but didn't, scratched his head with his hand, and three eyes stared blankly at Xiao Bai.

  Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to pick up Xiaohui, and smiled: "Forget it, their affairs, their heart knots, can only be solved by themselves."

  "Besides, who can clearly say what will happen in the future?"

  "Am I right, Xiao Hui?"

  Xiao Bai lifted Xiao Hui up in front of him and smiled as he asked.

  The little grey tail wagged back and forth in the air, "squeak squeak squeak" called out several times, shaking its head from side to side, but it was unclear whether it understood or not.