The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

Song Ke watched them go down the mountain while complaining, disappearing in the blink of an eye as if they had practiced the art of shrinking the earth to an inch. So she only heard those two sentences.

stupid?

Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for having such a public discussion?

By the time Song Ke reached the top, it was almost dark. Following a somewhat familiar feeling, she headed up the highest cliff. First, she passed a large training ground, then crossed a bridge, and finally saw the house standing on the edge of the cliff.

Song Ke walked over and vaguely saw a man sitting under the peach tree in front of the house.

The man wore a peacock blue robe, his hair was casually tied up with a peach branch, revealing his handsome forehead. He had a refined face, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, but his gaze lacked spirit and he looked somewhat dazed.

He held a long sword in his hand, which he was wiping with a soft piece of silk. The gleam of the sword reflected on his face, adding to his air of menace.

This is Feng Xun, the master of the love.

His love had somehow broken through space and brought her here, though it seemed that what he brought was only a wisp of her consciousness.

Song Ke looked around and found that there were quite a few peach trees like this along the cliff.

She went over and squatted down in front of Feng Xun. He acted as if he couldn't see Song Ke, his movements unchanged, like a puppet.

Song Ke looked you over and suddenly realized, "Hey, you really do look a bit like Chu Tiancheng. No wonder you fell for him."

"It's so windy here, aren't you cold sitting here?"

Song Ke suddenly remembered that their cultivation levels were high, so they didn't care about this little bit of coldness at all.

"Is this your sword?"

"I am Song Ke. I don't know if you still remember me."

As Song Ke was speaking, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and was stunned to see two familiar people.

"Mom and Dad?"

A man and a woman walked over. They looked just like Song Ke's parents, except that one was dressed casually and the other was dressed in ancient costume.

The two of them showed no signs of aging; in fact, they looked even younger than real-life parents.

They brought the medicine over, sat down at the table, looked Feng Xun up and down, carefully took his pulse, and smiled with relief.

"How is it? Has the Alliance Leader's injury healed?" Chu Lan asked.

Song Yansong placed the medicine in front of Feng Xun and called out to him cautiously, "Alliance Leader, it's time to take your medicine."

Feng Xun listened, then stopped wiping his sword after several seconds. His face was cold and expressionless: "You don't need to flatter me. I won't help you kill people."

kill?

Song Ke stared wide-eyed in shock.

Whom are his parents sending him to kill?

Song Yansong chuckled and said, "Alliance Leader, you've misunderstood. We didn't ask you to kill anyone."

"I won't help you fight either." His tone remained completely emotionless.

Song Yan gave a dry laugh: "Alliance Leader, we really didn't mean anything by it, we just hope your injury heals quickly."

After listening, Feng Xun remained expressionless, his tone cold and emotionless: "You're all so kind?"

"I won't take this medicine. If you have nothing to do, don't step into my house."

After saying that, Feng Xun took his sword and went into the house without hesitation.

Chu Lan shook her head and said, "It seems the alliance leader is still hostile towards us."

"I don't know how bad his injuries are, and he won't let anyone check on him."

Song Yansong looked at the tightly closed door, then glanced at the prepared medicine. It was made with top-quality spiritual herbs rich in spiritual energy. This kind of medicine usually has a time limit. Once the time limit is over, the spiritual energy dissipates, and it is not as good as the medicine bought from a mortal pharmacy.

"Fortunately, news of the Alliance Leader's current situation hasn't reached the Luoyou Alliance yet, otherwise, things would be in turmoil."

"By the way, have all the nominal disciples who were expelled from the mountain by the alliance leader already left?"

Chu Lan said, "What can they do if they don't come down the mountain? They were all recruited by the Alliance Leader himself. He said it was to help Song Ke find a husband, but I think those people should feel ashamed when they look in the mirror. I don't know where the Alliance Leader found those oddballs."

"It's good that they can all be sent down the mountain under the pretext of injury, and it will also prevent Song Ke from getting angry when she returns."

After listening, Song Yansong nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, but I don't know what the leader of the alliance is thinking. He cares about our daughter, but he's so stubborn and keeps trying to test and guide her. I, as her father, am more worried than him."

Chu Lan sighed and said, "Who told Song Ke to be raised here for a hundred years?"

Song Ke was increasingly surprised as she listened. If she had been raised here for a hundred years, how old would she be?

She watched her parents leave before turning her gaze toward the room.

She went over there as if she knew the way well, wanting to see what was going on in the room. She leaned against the window, and just as her hand touched the window, a golden light flashed, and her hand felt as if it were on fire. She pulled it back in pain.

"Ouch, what is this? It hurts so much!" Song Ke rubbed her hand to catch her breath. When she looked at her hand again, she found that the back of her hand was burned red. She looked at the window, which had returned to normal, and hesitated to touch it.

"Who's out there?"

Song Ke was startled when she heard Feng Xun's powerful voice from inside the room.

No way, he can sense his own presence?

That shouldn't be the case. When I went up the mountain, none of the people I met saw me, nor did I see my parents. How come I could see Feng Xun?

However, she didn't have time to think too much. She had to leave quickly and couldn't be discovered. The current Feng Xun was not the normal Feng Xun.

Hearing footsteps coming from inside the house, Song Ke looked around in a panic, searching for a place to hide. Finally, her gaze fell on the peach tree by the door. Taking advantage of the gap when the door was open, she quickly climbed up and hid behind the blossoms.

Whatever you do, don't look up, don't look up.

Song Ke looked nervous; the veins on the back of her hand, gripping the tree branch so tightly, were bulging from the force. She prayed silently.

Feng Xun opened the door, glanced around the courtyard, stood there blankly for a few moments, and then went back into the room.

Song Ke didn't jump down immediately after hearing the door close. Instead, she waited a while to make sure Feng Xun wouldn't come out before climbing down from the tree.

She sat in the courtyard, deep in thought. This shouldn't be happening.

Why are you hiding? You haven't done anything wrong.

At most... I just discovered that Feng Xun actually liked Song Ke, which felt a bit unbelievable.

Although Song Ke had no memory of what happened before, judging from Feng Xun's cold and indifferent demeanor, he didn't seem like someone who could like people.

Or is it because his heart is no longer attached to love, and he wasn't originally like this?

Song Ke stayed here, worried about Song Chen. She didn't know how Song Chen was doing. She knew that Song Chen would definitely be looking for her everywhere once she found out that she had been captured.

I hope she is not in danger.

The main problem is that she doesn't know how to get back now, or whether she should just stay here. She hasn't gotten her love back, and given how unyielding Feng Xun was just now, it's obvious that asking him to help is impossible.

Song Ke was very annoyed. She accidentally fell asleep on the table. When she woke up again, she found herself in complete darkness. Looking up at the sky, she saw the moonlight shining down and could vaguely make out the general situation in the courtyard.

She turned her head to look at Feng Xun's room behind her. The light shining through the window proved that he was probably not asleep yet, because, as cultivators, no one would sleep with the lights on, right?

"Cuckoo~"

Song Ke was startled by the sudden sound and quickly covered her stomach. She had completely forgotten that they were people with higher cultivation levels, so it didn't matter whether they ate or not, and they wouldn't get hungry.

But he couldn't do that. He was just a mortal, and he would get hungry if he didn't eat for even one meal. Now, as the hunger struck, he couldn't tell how many days it had been since he last ate.