Second update.

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Why did she be happy when the mask was taken off by her? Xuan Ji remembered the incident when his mask fell four years ago. At that time, he was so depressed that he was even punished by their terrible palace master for this matter.

She moved slightly, and Yu Sifeng immediately let her go, wiped her face, and smiled faintly, "Sorry, I'm excited for a moment."

Xuan Ji looked at his pale face in confusion, her eyes as clear as autumn water were brighter than four years ago. Looking at her with concentration, she was suffocated by the eyes. After thinking for a long time, she thought about what she wanted to say.

"I took off your mask without authorization. Is your palace master going to blame you again? Last time... did he punish you? Otherwise, you should wear it back, I, I pretended not to see anything."

She covered her eyes and looked like she was covering her ears and stole the bell, which made him laugh. Xuan Ji put down her hand blankly and stared at him in a daze. He slowly stopped laughing, his eyes bent slightly, raised his hand to touch her messy hair, and said, "I'm fine, he won't punish me anymore. In the future... he won't have to wear a mask anymore."

Then why? Xuan Ji couldn't figure it out. His mask was so strange that it seemed that she would change. She always felt that there was something bad, but he didn't say anything.

Yu Sifeng picked up the mask himself and put it in his hand to rub it. There was a feeling of reluctance, as if he was about to throw away his old friend for many years. His fingers slid on the edge with nostalgic feelings, and said lightly: "This mask is made of the bark of the Immortal Tree of Kunlun Mountain. It has sufficient spiritual power. Once worn, ordinary people can never take it off. Now it is time to take it off..."

He turned the mask, pointed at it, and said, "Look, is it laughing?"

Xuan Ji stared at it for a while, shook her head: "No, it's crying."

Yu Sifeng smiled and said, "I was crying before, but now I'm picking it up by you, so I'm naturally laughing."

"No... it's crying..." Xuan Ji said embarrassedly. The mask clearly had a bitter face, and she looked like she was crying, and she was not smiling.

Yu Sifeng was stunned for a moment, and looked down at him carefully. Sure enough, the mask of immortal tree bark looked sad and mournful. The corners of his mouth were drooping, his brows frowned, and there was no smile at all.

He himself couldn't touch his mind, but just kept touching the corner of his drooping mouth with his hands, as if he wanted to stroke it up and turn it into a smile.

"... Strange..." he whispered, "Never... this has happened. How could this happen... How could this happen..."

Seeing that he was in a mess, Xuan Ji couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Si Feng... If it wants to cry, let it cry... You, don't worry about it, it's just a mask anyway."

Yu Sifeng looked pale and whispered: "It's not just an ordinary mask... why did it... take it off by your own hands? It's still crying?"

"Si Feng?" She didn't know how to comfort her.

Yu Sifeng was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed dejectedly, pursed her lips, and said softly: "This mask is specially prepared for disciples who betrayed the Thirteenth Judgment of Lize Palace. After wearing it, only a specific person can take it off except for himself. It will slowly turn into a crying face. Unless it is taken off by that person, it will keep crying until..."

Until something? Xuan Ji looked at him nervously.

But he stopped talking, and turned the mask over and looked at it for a long time. Then he carefully wrapped it in cloth, stuffed it into his sleeve, looked up and smiled at her, and said softly: "It's nothing, Li Zegong's little punishment. Since the mask has been taken off, there is no need to think so much. Don't worry."

This is what he is like. He has been since the beginning. As long as he doesn't want to say, he will never say it, and no one can ask the result. He neither says what the Thirteenth Ding is, nor what the mask means when crying and laughing. Xuan Ji knew that he couldn't ask it, so he could only stay with him in a daze.

Yu Sifeng pondered for a while, and her face quickly returned to normal. She first took out the bandage from the gold-painted sac behind her waist. All of them were wet. She spread it on the ground, and then picked two straightest branches and waved to Xuan Ji, "Come here, I'll bandage it for you."

Xuan Ji obediently gave him his right hand, giggled and asked, "How do you know that I have a fracture in my right hand?"

He lowered his head and carefully aimed her broken bones. His long eyelashes flashed, and he heard her crying in his ears, so he said lightly: "Hold on, it's fine right away."

After a while, he said, "You were injured at that time. I knew I could not deal with those monsters, so I took you to jump into the lake. With the undercurrent at the bottom of the lake, I didn't pay attention when I got ashore, and I stepped into the hole and fell down. Your arm hit the ground and could not move, so it must be a fracture."

While speaking, he had bandaged her quickly and tied her up with two branches to ensure that it would not fall. Then he let go with sweaty face.

His own ribs were broken, and he still had to hold on until now. Xuan Ji looked at him helplessly, but he didn't help but hold him in the ribs. Could it be that he just stared at him? She picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped his sweat. Seeing that he looked up from time to time and smiled at him, she couldn't help but say, "I thought we would die, but it turned out that we were still alive."

It took a lot of time for Yu Sifeng to get the broken ribs for himself. They were painful and tired, and were covered in sweat. He lay back, looked at the distant hole above his head, and whispered: "As long as you live, there is hope. Let's recover from the wounds here first. There is still water in the water bag, which is enough to last for a few days."

Xuan Ji had nothing to do, and her back hurt so much, so she followed him and looked at the bright hole together. Suddenly she felt someone was looking at her. She turned her head and met Yu Sifeng's smiling eyes.

"Is there anything wrong with my face?" She touched it subconsciously. Girls pay attention to their appearance, and she is no exception.

He smiled and shook his head, probably because it touched the wound, and the pain was so painful that she was sweating. She always looked light and clean, with white black hair and white skin as snow, as if she was not as good as the world's fireworks. At this time, the immortal fell to the ground, covered in mud, her hair was like a bird's nest, and there were mud on her face. To be honest, she was really shocked at first when she saw it.

But somehow, he suddenly felt closer to her again. He was a little happy to think that he was the first person to see her as unkempt.

Someone once said that well-dressed and well-dressed can only impress strangers forever, and unkemptness is the symbol of intimacy. Unconsciously, he approached her one step closer, and the figure that was once illusory in the tip of his tongue and heart finally became flesh.

"Xuan Ji." He reluctantly leaned over and his two heads were almost colliding together, "Are you hungry?"

He didn't say it, but she was hungry as soon as she said it. She covered her empty stomach, looked at him with a broken face, and nodded, "I'm hungry, but there's nothing to eat here."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, raised his hand to suck it in his skin. After exploring for a long time, he finally took out a steamed bun and stuffed it into her hand.

"Here, there is nothing good, only the steamed bun left the day before yesterday. You eat it."

She put the steamed bun in front of her eyes and stared at it for a long time, as if it was not a steamed bun, but a flower. Finally, she reached out to pull the steamed bun in half, giving it to him, and stuffing the small half into her mouth.

"You eat together, too." She said vaguely. When she was hungry, the steamed buns felt extremely sweet.

But he didn't eat it, just looked at her with his head on his back, his eyes as water. After a long time, when he saw her looking over in confusion, he grinned and smiled pickyly, "I can't eat such rough things. I only eat steamed buns from Yongfang Pavilion."

He is too young... Where did the Yongfang Pavilion meat steamed buns come from such a place where no birds can shit?

Xuan Ji was angry and snatched the steamed buns and ate them all. She choked and burped. Finally, she finally straightened her neck, suddenly stretched out a finger, and said to him seriously: "Do you know what I want to eat now?"

"What?"

"Last time Linglong and the others went down the mountain, bought the duck foot from Qingxianglou. It was so delicious that I couldn't eat anything else for three days. Now I want to eat it." The saliva was about to flow down.

"What's this? Do you know Liufengzhai's osmanthus lotus seed soup? That's sweet and smooth. No matter how much you eat, you can't help but feel greedy."

"Ah, I still want to eat peach kernel pheasant."

"Then I want the eight treasure duck."

"I also want...grilled venison."

"Then I'll ask for another beef noodle."

The two of them suddenly talked about food from all over the country very enthusiastically. In such a deserted place, they finally spoke in a drooling manner and their stomachs were even louder.

Xuan Ji sighed, closed her eyes, and murmured: "Now... even if I only have soy milk and fried dough sticks, it's still good..."

Yu Sifeng waited for a long time, and saw that she didn't speak again. When she turned around, she saw that she was asleep and had a sweet smell of fragrance. He lowered his eyes, and didn't know what it felt in his heart. Finally, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her gently on the face.
Chapter completed!