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Chapter 2268 [Shangxie] Burned Fuyi Pavilion
Seeing his refusal and silent expulsion, Xia Fuyi was silent for a moment, and said no more.

She nodded slightly towards Zhan Luoying, carefully put away the three things, and slowly walked down the long steps holding Long Yuan.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Xia Fuyi after healed, was wearing the white long robe of the Jiange Pavilion Master of Tianji Gate.

Because she is the only female pavilion owner of the Jiange of Tianji Gate so far, when making the pavilion owner's clothes, Changsun Qingzhao specially ordered someone to change them into convenient and beautiful female styles for her.

The white gauze over the outer cover was lifted up one after another while walking, and the skirt was like flowing clouds.

She took two steps, and Zhan Luoying's voice suddenly sounded behind her,
"Little Pavilion Master."

Xia Fuyi stopped in her tracks, hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to look.

They used to practice swords together, drink together, enjoy the beautiful scenery and eat snacks together, and were punished by the sect master together. The man in red who grew from a young age to a young man stood tall on the long steps, looking down at her with a smile on his mouth, Eyes are a little dim,

"Little Pavilion Master, this is the last time I will call you that."

He said lightly,

"The head of Tianji Sect owes you a life, but now that I give you the antidote, it can be regarded as an exchange of this life."

"From now on, you, Xia Fuyi, and my Tianjimen have nothing to do with each other."

"Remember the second condition you promised me. If you break your promise, you will still be my enemy of Tianjimen."

Xia Fuyi looked at him, and said calmly after a while,

"I never lie."

Zhan Luoying slightly pursed her lips, silently watching the woman in white clothes walk down slowly, and finally opened her mouth to remind,
"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so be careful on the road."

Xia Fuyi didn't turn his head back, he raised Long Yuan in his hand and waved it as a response.

She went down, on this long staircase that had walked, skipped, and flew countless times, the familiar white hem was blown by the wind, just like every time the former Jiange Pavilion Master came and went.

Due to the injuries on his body, Xia Fuyi's speed was much slower than before.

When she reached the end of the long steps, she finally stopped and slowly turned her head to take a look.

The vast palace-like villa stretches quietly in the blue mountains.

The bluestone hall on the top of the mountain was majestic and silent, and the martial arts arena where there should have been countless disciples practicing swords was empty at this time.

And above the long steps in the distance, the man in red was still standing quietly, as if preparing to watch her go.

This is where she lived for many years.

It was where she thought she would spend her whole life.

She has had friends here, she has had apprentices, and she has had... a master.

But in the end, everything was lost, including her only sister.

This world of mortals is bustling with people coming and going, fate weaves a dense web, implicating people meeting and separating, loving and hating each other, standing side by side and being enemies.

Some people's fate is only enough as a memory after all.

Xia Fuyi took one last look at the majestic and quiet bluestone hall.

When she turned around, her memories were all gone, she, a person like duckweed floating in the world of mortals, had someone waiting for her in the distance.

It was the love of her life.

Xia Fuyi lowered his eyes, quickened his pace and walked down the mountain.

And she didn't know that at the end of her vision, above the misty bluestone hall, there was a man wearing a cloak, standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands up and down, looking down at her white figure indifferently.

It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared from sight that he closed his eyes slightly and said a word,

"Burn Fuyi Pavilion."

The mist wrapped around his cheeks, and his face, which was paler than the mist, showed no expression at all.

　Fate has arrived! Fafa is here!

　　When will the next time be?

　　Don’t wait for 99 today, let alone _(:з」∠)_
　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)