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The gentle breeze carries a faint floral scent, deepening the night in the valley. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin arrived at a tranquil clear pool, sitting by its side, reflecting the bright moonlight, shimmering on the water. Everything at this moment seems to be arranged for the upcoming confession.
Wuyin remained silent for a long time, finally spoke, his voice low but full of emotion: " Xiaoxaio, over these years, whether in storm or sunshine, having you by my side has been my greatest happiness. Every smile of yours, every gentle word, I have engraved in my heart."
Xiaoxaio turned to look at Wuyin, only to see that although there was not much expression on his face, his deep eyes hid a vast sea of emotions, as if wanting to express all the feelings.
Wuyin took a deep breath and continued, "Every battle I've been through, every perilous situation, as long as I can ensure your safety, I have no complaints or regrets. If I can protect you at all times in this lifetime, even if it means giving everything, it's worth it."
His words were sincere and passionate, each one binding tightly around Xiaoxaio's heart like a rope. Her eyes gradually became moist, tears swirling in her eyes before finally forming a single tear that quietly slid down her cheek.
Xiaoxaio gently wiped away the tears, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth as she softly said, " Wuyin, I've heard every word you've said, and they are all in my heart. Your companionship along this journey has made me feel incredibly warm and at ease."
Wuyin Reaching out, gently wiping away the tears on Xiaoxaio's face, his eyes were filled with tenderness and determination: " Xiaoxaio, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will be by your side, facing them together with you."
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. By the clear pool under the moonlight, there were only their mutual breaths and heartbeats. A gentle breeze came, causing ripples on the water, as if bearing witness to this deep and meaningful confession of love.
Under the bright moonlight, the figures of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin were like characters in a painting, quietly awaiting the impending turmoil. The sound of footsteps in the distance grew closer, shattering the tranquility of the night. A group of figures in black, like phantoms in the night, swiftly approached, each step seeming to strike a chord, creating a tense atmosphere.
Wuyin stood in front of Xiaoxaio, his posture relaxed like a pine tree, his eyes revealing a cold and unwavering determination. His deep voice cut through the silent night, "It seems another unexpected battle is waiting for us."
Xiaoxaio gently drew the Iceheart Sword from her waist, and under the moonlight, the sword emitted a faint blue light, like the purest glimmer in the cold ice. Her voice was calm and resolute, carrying an unquestionable authority: "Whoever you are, since you've come, don't expect to leave easily."
Facing the figure in black before her, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin seemed to become an insurmountable barrier, steadfastly guarding the night sky that belonged to them. As the leader of the black-clad group spoke, the air seemed to thicken with an even more tense atmosphere, and the battle was about to begin.
Xiaoxaio's sword gently turned, and the cold air instantly condensed. Her figure was like light smoke, agile yet firm. Every swing of her sword was accompanied by the sound of cracking ice, cutting off the attacking shadows. Her movements were full of fairy spirit and wisdom, precise and extraordinary, demonstrating her extraordinary strength as a ninth-generation immortal master.
Wuyin, on the other hand, was like a ghost in the night wind. The night shadow fan in his hand gently waved, stirring up a storm that turned the attacks of the black-clothed crowd into nothingness. Every movement of his was full of strength and gentleness, as if silently telling Xiaoxaio that he was always her strongest support.
As the battle progressed, the perfect coordination and indomitable will of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin gradually instilled fear in the crowd of black-clothed individuals. Their offensive no longer remained as fierce as before, and a hint of retreat flashed in their eyes.
When the last black-clothed individual fell, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stood under the moonlight, exuding an extraordinary aura. Xiaoxaio sheathed the sword lightly and looked around, saying calmly, "In this world, there are always some people who like to stir up trouble in the dead of night. However, no matter when, justice and light will always dispel all darkness."
Wuyin stood quietly by her side, he didn't need words, his actions had already expressed everything. They looked at each other, with a firm and trusting light shining in their eyes. At that moment, they were more convinced that as long as there is light in their hearts, the darkness will eventually dissipate.
After the battle, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin still stood by the clear pool, with a scene of devastation behind them. Xiaoxaio turned to Wuyin and gratitude flashed in her eyes: " Wuyin, once again you have protected me."
Wuyin A faint smile, that is the deepest indulgence towards Xiaoxaio: "As long as I can protect you, everything is worth it."
The two sat back by the pool again, Xiaoxaio leaning on Wuyin's shoulder, whispering, "In this lifetime, meeting you is my greatest fortune. Wuyin, no matter what the future holds, I hope to be with you until the end of life."
Wuyin tightly embraced Xiaoxaio and whispered, "Xiaoxaio, I am willing to spend every spring and autumn with you, until time grows old."
The moonlight remained the same, the pond water clear. In this tranquil setting, the figures of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin slowly blended into the night, becoming the most beautiful scenery in the valley.
In the quiet of Qingtan, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin are closely intertwined. The moonlight stretches their shadows long, as if even the tranquil night wants to witness their deep confession of love. Wuyin's voice, though low, is as gentle as the night breeze, conveying his most sincere emotions from the depths of his heart.
"Xiaoxaio, these years fighting side by side with you, enduring storms together, have been the most unforgettable time of my life. In my heart, you are not only a brave and fearless warrior, but also the most important person in my life." Wuyin's words are full of deep affection, each word and sentence a sincere confession from the bottom of his heart.
Xiaoxaio Listen, tears are swirling in my eyes, eventually turning into quiet tears. She gently holds Wuyin's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm, filled with emotion and happiness in her heart. " Wuyin, meeting you is my greatest fortune. Throughout this long cycle of reincarnation, you have always been my pillar, giving me the courage to face all challenges."
Wuyin gently embraces Xiaoxaio, and they sit embracing each other in the moonlight, as if the whole world has stopped, leaving only their heartbeats and breaths. Wuyin lowers his head and gently kisses Xiaoxaio's forehead. This kiss seals all his love and promises, tender and affectionate.
" Xiaoxaio, no matter what the future holds, I will protect you until the end of my life," said Wuyin in a low and firm voice, with each word being an unwavering promise to Xiaoxaio.
Xiaoxaio looked up at Wuyin with tears in her eyes, but also filled with determination. " Wuyin, with you by my side, I have endless courage and strength. No matter how difficult the path ahead may be, I am willing to walk hand in hand with you."
Under the moonlight, the Xiaoxaio and Wuyin shadows intertwined, as if at this moment, their souls were tightly connected as well. Their love, like the brightest stars in the night sky, still shone with an enduring light despite enduring countless storms and trials.
However, this tranquility was soon shattered by the sudden sound of footsteps. A figure in black, like a messenger of the night, with an ominous aura, swiftly approached the lovers standing under the moonlight.
The leader of the black-clad men stood in front, his eyes filled with ambition and greed. His cold voice echoed in the night wind: " Xiaoxaio, your reputation with the Iceheart Sword has shaken the four corners. Tonight, we will take this sword for ourselves."
Xiaoxaio showed no fear in her eyes. She gently drew the Iceheart Sword, its blade shimmering in the moonlight like a brilliant galaxy. Her voice was firm and clear: "If you have mistakenly entered this place, it can be forgiven. But if you insist on attacking, do not blame us for showing no mercy."
Wuyin stood silently by Xiaoxaio's side, the Night Shadow Fan in hand. His eyes were calm as water, but deep within them, a fierce determination burned. He did not speak, but every subtle movement showed his unwavering support and deep affection for Xiaoxaio.
As the battle loomed, the black-clad figures surged forward like a tide, but Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stood firm like unyielding rocks, steadfastly repelling each wave of attack. The Iceheart Sword and the Night Shadow Fan intertwined like dance partners, each spin releasing astonishing power, driving back the black-clad figures one by one.
Xiaoxaio's swordsmanship is as sharp as ice, each sword carrying a chilling coldness, aiming directly at the opponent's vital points; Wuyin's fan technique is unpredictable, when the fan wind rises, it's like the eye of a storm, engulfing the black-clothed figures, leaving them unable to escape.
As the battle progresses, the number of black-clothed figures gradually decreases, until finally, only the leader is left standing alone under the moonlight, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stand side by side, like deities on the battlefield, inspiring awe.
The leader finally realized his own weakness and retreated with resentment. The night sky once again regained its former tranquility, with only the moonlight shining quietly on this heroic couple.
Xiaoxaio turned to look at Wuyin with gratitude and affection in her eyes. She whispered, "With you by my side, Wuyin, I have nothing to fear."
Wuyin A faint smile, that is the deepest affection and commitment to Xiaoxaio. He looked at Xiaoxaio affectionately, as if all words had become superfluous.
In the moonlight, the shadows of the two intertwined, stretching long on the edge of the clear pool. On this night, they once again proved the power of love and justice with their own feelings. No matter how difficult the future path may be, as long as they stand by each other, it will be the strongest fortress.
On this night, the confession without shadow, the Xiaoxaio tears, and the battles they experienced together will all become the most beautiful chapter in their love story, forever engraved in their hearts.
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