Chapter 92: Bestowing the Purple Robes

  As soon as he walked out of the cave, Feng Li saw Xi Yue standing alone on the peak, wearing a purple robe, with his bright autumn eyes gazing into the distance. From afar, looking at his side profile, that stunning face was still as calm and cold as usual, without any visible emotions, but the slightly raised eyebrows from time to time revealed the turmoil in his heart.

  At this sight, Feng Li Xi suddenly stopped in her tracks, stiffening her body, unsure whether she should retreat or go forward to greet him.

  For some reason, although Xī Yuè Wǔ Yú had never been cruel to her, Fēng Lǐ Xī still exuded a deep-seated fear of him.

  This humble and fearful sentiment has long been deeply rooted, making it difficult for her to change. So, if possible, she is always respectful but distant from Xi Yue, never taking the initiative to get close.

  It's as if, what you fear is exactly what comes. Feng Xue'er didn't want to have any dealings with Xi Yun, but under a series of misunderstandings and mishaps, they ended up having more and more entanglements that were increasingly intimate. This time, for the sake of the greater good, the two became dual cultivation partners...

  Thinking of this, Fengri Xi looked at Xie Yuantu with a complex expression once again.

  "Since you're here, come on over!" Just then, a clear and cold voice echoed in time.

  The wind whispers secrets in my ear, the willows dance with the same gentle elegance as before, their leaves rustling softly. A lone flower stands there, motionless and serene.

  He let out a faint sigh in his heart and walked slowly to Xi Yue's side with the wind, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

  Thousands of thoughts turned over in her mind, yet she still didn't know what to say. She stood silently beside Feng Ri, waiting for him to speak up.

  "Are you afraid of your master?!" At this time, Lixi's mind suddenly heard Ruri Sakuragi's voice.

  "......Lingyue, you're also a bit too late in realizing this, aren't you?!" Feng Lixi couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

  "If your heart doesn't breed resistance, what's there to fear?" Lian Qing's calm words floated faintly into Xi's ears, "You should adjust your mindset properly, your master will absolutely not harm you!"

  She rolled her eyes, and Feng Ri was somewhat helpless. "I also know that Master will not harm me! However, my fear of him is inexplicably born, and cannot be dispelled! This feeling... how to say it? It's like the first time I saw you, when you wanted to kill me, it made me irrationally fearful..."

  After a long silence, Rigan finally responded faintly, "It seems... it's all my fault..."

  Fengli Xi was puzzled by her words, "Liu Ying, what are you talking about? What does this have to do with you?"

  She let out a soft sigh and said, "You'll understand later!"

  As soon as the voice fell into the sea of consciousness, Feng Lixiang wanted to ask something again, but the transmission was like a stone sinking in the ocean, and there was no response from Liusha.

  She rolled her eyes, and Feng Li was speechless. This Lian Xiang was indeed unpredictable, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Her words were also strange and profound, making it impossible for people to grasp.

  As the "party" of the entire incident, she should have the right to know all the truth, but Lianying didn't tell her anything, leaving her in the dark! It's really infuriating!

  "This is the Purple Cloud Brocade Robe, a top-grade Taoist robe that can repel water and fire. It's a lifesaver in critical moments. Put it on!" Suddenly, Xi Yue took out a light purple elegant gauze skirt from her storage ring and handed it to Feng Li Xi, saying so.

  "What's with the purple cloud-like dress?!" The wind blew, and she caught the purple gauze skirt, but her expression couldn't be described as having even a hint of joy. On the contrary, there was some inexplicable distortion.

  This purple cloud-like dress, it's naturally known to those who know. In her article, this gauze skirt is the token of love given by Xi Yue Wu Yun to Mo Jun Ya. Its defensive ability is not comparable to any ordinary Taoist robe or artifact. This gauze skirt was also obtained with great effort by Xi Yue Wu Yun, and it's something that many female cultivators in the cultivation world dream of having.

  Now, Feng Li Xi has easily obtained the purple cloud brocade skirt, but it feels very awkward. Holding this dress, she always feels that she has mistakenly picked up "Mo Jun Ya's second-hand goods". She also knows that she is overthinking, but this idea is deeply rooted in her mind and cannot be shaken off.

  "Master, this piece of clothing... you'd better take it back!" After some thought, Fengli Xi still handed the clothes back with a stiff upper lip, "I have plenty of clothes, I really don't need it!"

  He didn't catch it, he just stared blankly for a moment, "Give me a reason!"

  "Master, as the saying goes, no reward without effort! This monk's robe is not ordinary! Master, you should give it to someone who deserves it more!" Feng Li Xi slowly lowered his head, speaking with a hint of guilt.

  "This purple cloud brocade robe was obtained 300 years ago, I originally wanted to give it to you on our grand wedding day, but who would have thought that you were demoted to Siming Island? That's why it has been kept until now!" Yu Ru's tone remained calm, yet suddenly filled with suppressed anger, her eyes piercing towards Feng Ri Xi like icy needles.

  "I..." Fengli Xi still wanted to say something, but unexpectedly...

  Xue'er directly took over the purple cloud's skirt and threw it towards Fengri Xi. As soon as it came into contact with Fengri Xi's body, the gauzy skirt automatically wrapped itself around her like a vine.

  Looked at the very fitting purple cloud skirt, it's neither removable nor wearable, and in the wind, it's really helpless.

  Xie Yuwu was good at everything, but sometimes he was too overbearing towards her. Thinking of this, Feng Lixi pursed his lips in annoyance.

  Just as Feng Ri Xi was in a state of panic, Xie Wu Yu suddenly stretched out his hands from under her arms and lifted her up, placing her on the cloud stone at waist height, then reached out to explore her waist.

  "Wait a minute, Master, what's going on..." The quick-witted and agile hand swiftly reached out to press down the fingers of Xue Wu Xian, who was left dazed and confused, with a slight headache.

  Her fingers were slightly cool, and when the wind blew against his fingers for a moment, the tips of her fingers inexplicably transmitted a numbness, startling her to immediately want to withdraw her hand.

  However, Xi Yue tightly grasped her hand, not allowing her any room to pull back.

  "Master..." Feng Li Xi's eyes were already starting to redden from anxiety, although she had just taken dozens of heat-clearing pills, she was still irrationally afraid that Xie Wu would discover the abnormality on her body.

  "Alas..." After a long silence, Xi Yue seemed to let out a faint sigh, and only then did she finally release Feng Rixi's fingers.

  Her eyes saw Xi Yue Wu open her, and the wind was slightly relieved. But before she could fully relax, Xi Yue Wu stretched out his hand to explore her waist again.

  Fenglixin's heart rose to her throat again. However, Xiuyuewu didn't make any other move, he simply stretched out his hand and gathered up the long silk waistband that was wrapped around her waist, carefully helping her tie it up.

  The sunlight fell on Xi Yue's body, and his outline was even more distinct. His exquisite and unparalleled icy jade face was deep and mysterious, with eyes as bright as the stars that captivated people's hearts.

  "Cough... Master! Am I interrupting you and Little Sister?" Suddenly, a clear voice broke the tranquility before them.

  Following the sound and looking afar, in the wind, he faintly saw a cloud with a slightly red face turning towards her.

  At this time, Xi Yue's hand was still on her waistband and hadn't moved away. This ambiguous action made Feng Li Xi, who usually had a thick skin, suddenly blush with a pretty face.

  "What's wrong?" Huai Yu Wu Yun still didn't show any abnormality, and calmly glanced at Yun Shu.

  "Master, the 8th degree of space has arrived!" Yun Shu cleared his throat before speaking the truth.