Killing cleanly and directly, soul searching, transformed minion, the techniques incredibly skillful.
In the past, Pei Xuehan might have trembled with fear.
However, although she broke free from the illusion realm, her heart had already sunk.
If it were someone else doing this, she would still be terrified, but if it were Song Yan, she wasn’t afraid.
It’s just that, since her youth, she was a straightforward female knight roaming the Jianghu, and later in the sect, she was always one to despise evil and sympathize with the weak. At this moment, she couldn’t help but slightly turn her head, unable to bear watching.
Just then, an explanation came from beside her.
"In such perilous places, everything poses a great danger, so when encountering anyone, the first thing is to be cautious. If the other party has power, good intentions, and can communicate a bit, then try to communicate first.
But this person was already frozen in the snow, staring at us with a strange gaze. If I don’t kill him, I can’t possibly take my time to understand him, right?"
Pei Xuehan said: "But he was already frozen, not his fault that he couldn’t blink his eyes shut while staring at us..."
Before she could finish, the man in front suddenly turned his head, staring at her with a pair of eyes, and heaved a long sigh: "The Sword Sect being destroyed is just that, with your temperament, your sect just sent you to your death."
Pei Xuehan argued: "It was my own decision to come, nothing to do with the sect."
The air suddenly fell silent.
Song Yan raised his hand and slapped his forehead with a "pa", then immediately laughed, asking: "Why?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Pei Xuehan started counting on her fingers, listing how some junior apprentice sisters couldn’t miss crucial cultivation moments, some senior apprentice sisters were expecting and couldn’t leave, some senior apprentice brothers appeared too cowardly for her liking, and some sect uncles had a big family to care for and couldn’t afford any mishap...
She listed many excuses for others, but she had none for herself.
Her tone even held a slight hint of pride, as if "being able to step up for the sect" was a glorious thing.
After Pei Xuehan finished, she cautiously asked: "Senior, I..."
Song Yan said: "There’s not much age difference between us, you might even be older than me, just call me Dao Brother."
"Oh, Dao Brother... Did I do something wrong?" Pei Xuehan asked.
Song Yan said: "You did nothing wrong."
Pei Xuehan said: "Then why is Dao Brother laughing?"
Song Yan said: "Was I... laughing? I wasn’t laughing!"
Pei Xuehan stared at him for a while, let out an "oh".
And then Song Yan turned his head, taking a deep breath.
Amidst the snow and ice, all is white in sight, everything frozen in cause and effect, even taking a step forward is immensely difficult, but his mood really lightened up.
With some people, being with them no matter how dangerous or desperate the environment, you can feel the warmth of time, genuinely feeling a sense of ease from within.
Just then, Pei Xuehan suddenly realized something, suddenly exclaimed: "Dao Brother, you’re already at the Purple Mansion Realm, is your age really similar to mine? What a monstrous talent you must have."



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