Chapter 14

Amidst the golden light filling the sky,

the sun was setting in the west.

Accompanied by the dance of countless flying grass seeds, there was a breathtaking beauty.

At this moment, a female Taoist and a male Taoist met.

However...

Due to the poetry, the melancholy and gloomy state of the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, was broken. She turned around, and her gaze met Yue Yuan's eyes in mid-air.

"Who are you?"

Ignoring the other party's words just now, although she was somewhat moved by the sudden verses, it was clearly not the time for sentimentality. Li Mochou looked at the Taoist in front of her with a slightly wary expression.

Although the person in front was dressed as a Taoist, Li Mochou always felt that the other party was not a true Taoist, and the aura emanating from the other party should not belong to a Taoist.

One could say that in Li Mochou's heart, the Taoist attire of the person in front was a fake.

Unfortunately!

A sigh that only he could hear sounded, and Yue Yuan couldn't help but feel a bit regretful. He shouldn't have stepped out just now, breaking the perfect scene in front of him, making him feel like an executioner of art. Especially after understanding the mindset of the person who was visualizing, Yue Yuan felt even more regretful.

However, what Yue Yuan regretted even more was that he didn't have a phone on him to capture that heart-wrenchingly beautiful scene, leaving it to remain only in his memory.

"I am Yue Yuan, the 'Yue' of mountain and the 'Yuan' of fate!"

Raising his hand, Yue Yuan greeted the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, with a Taoist gesture: "Greetings, Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent!"

"..."

The duster in her right hand tightened involuntarily. For the self-introduction of Yue Yuan in front of her, the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, only frowned and tightened her movements. With Yue Yuan's introduction, Li Mochou became even more wary of the Taoist in front of her.

However, what made Li Mochou even more uncomfortable was the other party's gaze.

Was it deep affection?

Or pity?

Looking into those eyes that seemed to ripple like dark water, the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, involuntarily avoided her gaze. That look made her involuntarily recall the look that person had given her in the past.

"Are you a Quanzhen Taoist?"

Although she had already denied Yue Yuan's background in her heart, Li Mochou still asked.

"No!"

Shaking his head, Yue Yuan naturally would not deny his current identity, otherwise, it would not be easy to explain himself in the future in the martial world. Besides, he had plans to go to Shaolin on Mount Song to discuss Dao and seek scriptures as a Taoist. After denying the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent's guess, Yue Yuan said, "I am a disciple of the Pure Yang School!"

Pure Yang?

Li Mochou was first stunned, then she understood.

As a female Taoist who had already renounced the world, she naturally knew the value of the term "Pure Yang." Thinking of this, Li Mochou's face became even more stern. Looking at Yue Yuan, she said coldly, "So, Daoist Yue, are you here to capture me and enforce the will of heaven?" At this point, Li Mochou already showed signs of preparing to attack.

She was injured, and if she attacked, she had to act with lightning speed to subdue the Taoist in front of her; otherwise, if it dragged on...

After the battle in the ancient tomb and being drenched in water, the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent's injuries were not light. Especially facing the Taoist in front of her, recalling how the other party had appeared silently behind her just now, Li Mochou had no confidence.

Although she did not immediately move, Yue Yuan could see that the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, was on guard against him.

"Ha ha!"

Bitterly smiling, Yue Yuan involuntarily touched his nose again, only to realize he had done this action again. His brows furrowed, and he gained a direct understanding of the romantic nature of the person he was visualizing.

Although after visualization, he had the other party's abilities, the other party was not him. However, from a certain perspective, the habits passed down from the other party were gradually influencing Yue Yuan.

"Fairy, don't be so wary!"

Facing Li Mochou's wary gaze, Yue Yuan explained with a bitter smile, "I only came to see the Fairy's appearance. But when I saw the Fairy's melancholy look just now, I couldn't help but come out to offer comfort! Fairy, you are overthinking it!"

Very honest!

Yue Yuan had never felt so honest before. Was it his own "otaku" nature acting up? Or was it the influence of the visualization that made him adopt the other party's romantic manner?

For the first time, Yue Yuan felt that his self-preservation method might be different from what he had imagined.

Smiling innocently!

This was the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou's impression of Yue Yuan's smile. Having roamed the martial world for over a decade, she had seen countless deceptions and sincerity. At this moment, Li Mochou could be sure that the man's smile was genuine.

And Li Mochou could also hear the sincerity in Yue Yuan's tone.

This inexplicable feeling made Li Mochou feel very strange.

What surprised Li Mochou the most was Yue Yuan's words. What did he mean by comforting her because she was melancholy? These words, along with the earlier statement that he felt her heartache, made Li Mochou have a sense of illusion, as if the handsome Taoist in front of her had seen through her heart.

This feeling of privacy being exposed to others, especially her vulnerable side, made Li Mochou feel a surge of anger.

Since Lu Zhan yuan's change of heart, Li Mochou had no longer been gentle. What was shown to the outside world was the ruthless and cruel nature of the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent.

The gentleness and timidity had long been discarded.

But now, a moment of distraction and reminiscence had revealed her vulnerable side to Yue Yuan.

Coupled with Yue Yuan's gentle and familiar smile, this made Li Mochou increasingly dislike the Taoist in front of her. Her gaze turned cold, and she had already made up her mind. Her left hand suddenly raised, and several cold rays shot out, and she scolded, "You deserve to die!"

Her tone was full of anger and embarrassment.

Ice Soul Silver Needles!!!

Yue Yuan reacted the moment the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent attacked. He turned his foot and sidestepped, and the silver needles, carrying a pungent smell, shot past his nose. Yue Yuan could even smell the intense poison on the needles.

What's going on?

While dodging the Ice Soul Silver Needles, Yue Yuan was full of doubts. Had his words just now already provoked the other party? Yue Yuan, who was puzzled, did not know that what truly provoked the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent was his extremely gentle smile.

After the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, threw the Ice Soul Silver Needles with her left hand, she leaped over and pounced on Yue Yuan. Her right hand's duster danced, and the silver threads of the duster stabbed at Yue Yuan like steel needles.

Her attack was ruthless.

Although full of doubts, Yue Yuan had to be on guard against the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent's attack. Facing the duster that stabbed at him, Yue Yuan's left hand began to form a circle. The wide sleeves of the Taoist robe followed the movement of his arm and turned, then met the duster with the sleeves.

Using softness to overcome hardness, he completely neutralized Li Mochou's duster attack.

"..."

For the Fairy of the Scarlet Serpent, Li Mochou, it was not surprising that Yue Yuan could neutralize her first two attacks. She had already expected it. A person who could approach her so silently behind her would naturally not have low martial arts.

Avoiding the Ice Soul Silver Needles and neutralizing the duster, Li Mochou did not stop her attack. When her right hand's duster was restrained by Yue Yuan's sleeves, her left hand moved.

Her hand turned into a palm, gently and bonelessly opening, and slowly reached toward Yue Yuan's face.

Similarly,

After restraining the duster, Yue Yuan's right hand also formed a palm and reached toward the other party's face.

A gentle breeze blew.

As their hair fluttered, both of them were filled with deep affection, as if they were seeing their loved ones.

Their hands, like those of lovers, gently caressed the other's face.

White clouds drifted, the sun set, and it was a beautiful scene, with a beautiful person.

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