0p0 Chapter 124 Are you going to save her?
Chapter 124 Are you going to save her?
"boom!"
With a deep, thunderous roar, a gigantic hand landed perfectly on the ground, creating a massive wave that sent the thick layer of flower petals piled up on the ground soaring into the sky.
The ground trembled, the flower branches shook, the petals rose and fell in a flurry, and the red clouds landed, as if the world was meant to be this color.
Enveloped in crimson clouds, the palm slowly dissipated.
The rising air currents then whipped up another shower of red petals.
The woman was dressed in a striking red dress, with wisps of hair fluttering at her temples and jeweled hairpins jingling in the sunlight. Petals fluttered down from the sky, and two people could be vaguely seen lying head to head in the pit.
What was supposed to be a beautiful scene was unexpectedly marred by some strange things.
Looking at the two humanoid creatures in the pit, Yan Xi's beautiful face broke into a gentle smile.
With graceful and deft movements, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair wrists, as smooth as mutton fat jade, with several exquisite and antique golden copper bells tied with red ropes.
The bells jingled as they rang, and her beautiful eyes and brows exuded an indescribable charm.
Red gauze swayed, red clouds filled the sky, and a soft laugh mingled with the gentle ringing of bells.
The man flexed his wrist and nimbly jumped into the palm-shaped pit.
……
Yan Jue waited in the same spot for a while before going to find him.
When he arrived, everything seemed to be over, but it also seemed to be just beginning.
The sky was still filled with red clouds and falling petals. Under the tree, there was an eight-immortal table and three armchairs. On the table were exquisite tea snacks and steaming fragrant tea.
Yan Xi sat in the middle, legs crossed, playing with a folding fan in her hand. Her beautiful face was like a painting, and she was all smiles.
He was also familiar with the people sitting on either side of the Eight Immortals table; one in blue and one in pink, they were none other than Shi Xi, the God of Time, and Princess Hua Ling.
Perhaps to blend in with the environment, both of them changed out of their unchanging Western European court-style long dresses.
Shi Xi was dressed in a blue-purple palace gown. The blue-purple fabric was embroidered with intricate silver patterns. The sleeves were wide and hung naturally. Her silver-gray hair was styled into an elaborate and dignified bun, with a blue-purple headband tucked into it. A purple beaded chain with teardrop gemstones hanging on her forehead was also present.
Her gray, starry eyes remained expressionless, yet they carried an intense sense of oppression as they swept across the room.
At this moment, Shi Xi had lost some of the ethereal mystery of time and gained more of the solemnity and awe of a deity.
On the other side, Hua Ling wore a long pink cheongsam with a pink and white knitted shawl draped over her shoulders. Both were simple and elegant in style, but were embroidered with large camellia patterns in gold thread. The petals were a shade darker than the surrounding fabric, appearing and disappearing in the sunlight, mysterious and elegant.
Her long, golden curls cascaded down her back, one side held back behind her ear with a pink hair clip, and long tassels of emerald beaded chains hung down from behind her ears, while flower-shaped jewelry sparkled in her hair.
She lowered her head slightly, smiled gently, and the teacup in her hand was steaming. Even the beauty mark at the corner of her eye showed her gentleness.
Opposite the three was an open space, showing no signs of having been the site of a major battle. The ground was flat, covered with lush green grass, and interspersed with unidentified wildflowers.
Among them were two figures, one in black and one in white, both tall, handsome young men who looked like domineering CEOs. At this moment, however, they were meekly digging holes and planting trees, with small patches of purplish-blue skin occasionally peeking out during their movements, only to be quickly covered by the hem of their clothes. The two of them were unusually skilled at planting trees and even seemed to be enjoying it.
Upon seeing the two men, Yan Jue thought to himself that it was fortunate he arrived a few steps later; otherwise, given his impulsive actions just now, even if he hadn't blown up the tree, he would probably have ended up like them.
The wooden clogs stomped on the grass, making a soft but still clearly audible sound.
Hua Ling was the first to see Yan Jue. She held the teacup and chuckled, her shoulders swaying slightly, but not a drop of tea was spilled.
She tilted her head slightly. "Yan Jue? Why is there a bruise around his eye?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Xi turned her gaze away from the two hardworking flower farmers, looked up, and smiled, "Who beat him up?"
Yan Xi raised an eyebrow, her folding fan twirling nimbly between her jade-like fingers, and gave a casual scoff, "I did it."
"It's only because I got carried away with my emotions, otherwise..."
Yan Xi's gaze swept over the vast, flat grassland and the two flower farmers in front of her, finally settling on the pile of saplings as big as a mountain in the distance. She raised her chin.
"Otherwise, he would have a share in that, whether high or low."
Wow! My precious little brother isn't precious anymore.
Has this seemingly refined but actually depraved fox finally fallen out of favor?
Shi Xi and Hua Ling exchanged surprised glances, then looked at Yan Jue, before finally concealing their astonishment and asking nothing.
Shi Xi took a sip of tea, her voice cool and indifferent, "It's already turned purple."
Hua Ling also picked up her teacup, smiling gently and speaking in a soft voice, "It seems it won't go away for more than a few days."
Yan Xi smiled noncommittally.
She had come to terms with it. Regardless of whether Yan Jue was telling the truth or not, these people's attitude towards her was what it was. Even without affection, they still had to consider her situation and make choices about the human world for the sake of the so-called nature behind her.
To protect or to destroy.
As long as they aren't as mindlessly kind as Xinling, they should all stand by her side—doing destructive things in the name of protection.
Moreover, just looking at Shi Xi and Hua Ling, and her two hardworking flower farmers, there's no way they seem to have any feelings for her.
Since she was leaving anyway, there was no point in talking about it anymore. Yan Xi turned her folding fan lightly and changed the subject.
"By the way, isn't someone missing from Wonderland?"
"Huh?" Shi Xi was taken aback and looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"Are we missing someone? Who?" Hua Ling tilted her head in confusion.
Yan Jue cautiously approached and stood behind Yan Xi, asking, "Are you short of people?"
"Where is Meng Yiren?" Yan Xi was also stumped by their question. She tapped her hair with her folding fan a couple of times and asked uncertainly.
“Oh… Meng Yi…” Shi Xi said with a sudden realization, “Meng Yi has been sealed away.”
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“Meng Yi sealed herself away,” Hua Ling continued, “while you were sleeping.”
"what?"
Yan Xi looked completely bewildered, while Shi Xi and Hua Ling remained silent, each sipping their tea with an air of mystery.
Yan Xi's lips twitched, and she turned to look at Yan Jue, her eyes filled with threat.
"..."
Yan Jue sighed, organized his thoughts,
"When the Lingxi Pavilion was changing its leader, Meng Yi and A Bing were competing for the last position. However, during the competition, Meng Yi suddenly set a curse. Shui Shui stepped in to help A Bing, and Meng Yi was backfired by his own curse and sealed in a dream."
Yan Xi: ...
Yan Xi tapped her brow with her folding fan, and suddenly heard Shi Xi's clear, cold voice.
"Do you want to save her?"
Hua Ling put down her teacup, rested her chin on her hand, and looked on with an expression of watching a show.
Even Yan Jue, Huo Liaoye, and Pang Zun, who had been eavesdropping, looked over.
Yan Xi: ?
Is there something you need?
Suddenly, I felt like she was that scumbag who was flirting with two women at the same time, and could only choose one of them.
Yan Xi pinched her brow, unsure of what to say. Just as she was racking her brains to change the subject, she sensed a surge of immortal energy emanating from her home.
She was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look and was completely bewildered.
This isn't a holiday or festival...
She suddenly turned her head, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, and asked suspiciously.
What are you all doing at my house in a group?