The passers-by are vicious

The candlelight in the room suddenly jumped up, making a "crackling" sound, which broke the silence between Xuan Du who had been standing at the door and Jiang Wanwan who was sitting on the couch.

Xuan Du silently placed the ice sword in his hand on the shelf beside him, then slowly walked to the bed, stretched out his arms and tightly hugged Jiang Wanwan's slender waist, and explained to her gently.

"Recently, evil spirits appeared in Jiayang Town again. I took advantage of the night to get rid of the evil spirits, but I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry."

Jiang Wanwan's gentle and soft face gradually softened after hearing the man's explanation.

She gently leaned on the man's broad and solid shoulders, and asked softly in a tender tone: "Husband, you should have told me, you made me worry in vain. The demons in the town are very strong, otherwise why would you go out every night."

Xuandu's voice was still as clear and cold as usual, but with a slight hoarseness: "It's okay, just a little tricky."

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Jiang Wanwan was sitting in the lobby, concentrating on flipping through the pile of account books in front of her.

The servants led Duanmu Rong and other Shushan disciples into the courtyard.

Seeing this, Bixia on the side reminded Jiang Wanwan softly. She then woke up as if from a dream, put down the account book in her hand, placed it on the seat, then quickly stood up and walked forward with a smile on her face.

"Dear Taoist priests, it's been a long time since we last met. I believe that this training has been completed. Why not stay for a few more days?" Jiang Wanwan said with a smile, her eyes full of enthusiasm.

After hearing this, Lu Tianyu couldn't help but bowed his hands in embarrassment: "Sorry for bothering you."

Although he knew that Jiang Wanwan was now Xuandu's wife, they were not very familiar with each other. Staying in the mansion would bring some inconvenience to others.

Originally, according to the plan, they should return to Shushan immediately after the training was completed.

However, Xuandu's health was not good at the moment, and there were monsters appearing in Jiayang Town again. After some discussion, Lu Tianyu and Duanmu Rong finally decided to stay and eliminate these monsters before returning to Shushan.

"Don't disturb me. I'm sure Xuandu will be very happy if you stay." Jiang Wanwan said with a smile, her tone gentle and kind.

When the name Xuandu was mentioned, Jiang Wanwan's already gentle brows showed tenderness.

Even others like Lu Tianyu could clearly feel the deep affection between her and Xuan Du, and the harmony between them.

"My birthday is in a few days, so why don't you stay and join us?" Jiang Wanwan invited, with a gleam in her eyes.

However, when she heard Jiang Wanwan mention her birthday, Duanmu Rong's expression changed slightly: "Eighteenth birthday."

These few simple words made everyone present feel nervous, because everyone knew what being eighteen years old meant to Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan was entangled with an inescapable fate and was destined not to live past the age of eighteen.

In two days, it would be her eighteenth birthday, which was also the day of her destined death.

Although Duanmu Rong did not finish her words, the word "fate" she mentioned was enough for everyone to understand its meaning.

Facing Duanmu Rong's reaction, Jiang Wanwan still smiled brightly, as if she didn't notice anything unusual.

On her gentle face, there was always a hypocritical smile that Duanmu Rong hated the most. She asked, "Miss Duanmu, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly mention the fate?"

"Miss Jiang..."

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan seemed to have forgotten everything and was completely immersed in happiness, Lu Tianyu couldn't bear to remind her.

Jiang Wanwan smiled, lowered her eyes and whispered: "In fact, even if Miss Duanmu didn't say it, I knew it in my heart, but I have already accepted it, right?"

After saying this, a carefree smile appeared on her gentle face, as elegant and calm as an orchid.

"Miss."

Just as several Shushan disciples were sighing with emotion, they heard Xuandu's call from behind.

Jiang Wanwan looked over immediately, her eyes clear and bright like spring water, and she called out with a smile: "Husband."

Xuan Du was wearing a green robe embroidered with orchids. His handsome face was still cold, but the green color added a bit of elegance to him.

He walked over and stood beside Jiang Wanwan, and the green clothes they were wearing matched each other.

"Big Brother." Seeing the person coming, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but speak.

However, Xuandu seemed not to hear Duanmu Rong's call. He was speaking softly to Jiang Wanwan with tenderness on his handsome face, and took out a box from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Wanwan.

"I thought it was beautiful, so I bought it for you."

As Xuan Du spoke, he opened the wooden box, and inside was a pair of exquisite orchid hairpins. They were made of jade, and the heads were carefully carved with blooming orchids, which looked both elegant and unique.

"But I still like it."

After seeing Jiang Wanwan nod, he picked up one of the sticks with his slender fingers, hooked his pale lips and inserted it into Jiang Wanwan's black hair.

Jiang Wanwan smiled and picked up another hairpin from the box. She patted Xuandu on the shoulder and said, "Look down."

Xuandu obediently bent down and lowered his head. Jiang Wanwan inserted the orchid hairpin in her hand into Xuandu's hair.

The two of them wore the same blue clothes and the same hairpins, and looked like a perfect match.

Xuan Du was stunned at first, and then there seemed to be a light flickering in his originally cold eyes, and they became a little brighter.

His already extremely handsome face was filled with an obvious smile, like a blooming spring flower, which moved one's heart involuntarily.

This was the Xuan Du that Duanmu Rong had never seen before. Even the other Shushan disciples did not expect to see tenderness in the cold and aloof Xuan Du.

Jealousy seemed to reach its peak at this moment. She couldn't let it go, but she wouldn't allow herself to interfere.

But what Lu Tianyu was worried about was that if the person on Jiang Wanwan’s birthday was..., what would Xuandu do.

On Jiang Wanwan's birthday, the county magistrate Jiang Xing'an did not invite anyone to the party but instead set up several tables at home.

Jiang Wanwan was still wearing her plain and elegant green dress, with the orchid hairpin that Xuandu had given her yesterday inserted in her hair.

Xuan Du was also dressed in green, standing tall beside Jiang Wanwan, looking like a very loving couple.

It was not until noon that the county magistrate Jiang Xing'an was relieved to see that Jiang Wanwan was fine, and he returned to his room with the help of his servants.

Jiang Wanwan looked up at the sky, which was as clear and blue as a gem, with no dark clouds in sight.

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head with a gentle expression and said to Duan Murong and the others calmly: "I wonder if you would like to sit in the pavilion in the backyard."

Lu Tianyu and others knew that once the fateful calamity began, it would never end, and today was the last day and no one could escape it.

Lu Tianyu and Duanmu Rong looked at each other and nodded in agreement. However, the other Shushan disciples did not go with them. They did not want to see someone as gentle as an orchid wither before their own eyes.

This was the first time that Jiang Wanwan did not bring Bixia with her and wanted to pour tea for Lu Tianyu and Duanmu Rong herself.

Seeing this, Xuan Du took the teapot from her and poured tea for the two of them.

After watching the three people drink the tea with their own eyes, Jiang Wanwan chatted with them with a smile. As time passed, Xuandu coughed a few times and suddenly vomited blood.

"Senior Brother!" Duanmu Rong cried out in horror. Just as she was about to reach out to check, she found that her body suddenly became limp and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Lu Tianyu also noticed something was wrong and wanted to ask, but he found that his whole body was weak and he could not move at all.

Xuan Du was still spitting blood, and his originally pale face now seemed transparent. He picked up a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

However, Jiang Wanwan just stood up and watched everything in front of her coldly.

She neither showed the slightest concern for Xuan Du who was vomiting blood, nor did she ask anyone else what had happened.

Duanmu Rong immediately raised her head in disbelief and questioned Jiang Wanwan: "It's you! What do you want to do? I knew that a hypocritical woman like you would not just sit there and wait for death!"

Jiang Wanwan just glanced at Duanmu Rong indifferently, without any expression on her gentle and charming face, and even the corners of her mouth did not rise.

Jiang Wanwan slowly stretched out her hand, her movements gentle and graceful, but the moment she stretched out her hand, a black mist emerged from her hand.

Duanmu Rong had no time to react before she was tightly grasped by the black mist.

Her body involuntarily flew into the air, then was thrown out of the pavilion and fell heavily on the grass beside her.

"So it was you who did what happened in Jiayang Town recently. Are you a demon?"