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At the break of dawn, the golden sunlight seeped through the cracks of the window grilles, illuminating the dim inn. Xiao Xiangzi and Mo Deqian had not slept all night, still discussing strategies under the dim candlelight. Though slightly weary, their eyes were unwavering and determined, resolved to organize a team to counter the conspiracy of Ye Wuke.
Xiao Xiangzi exuded wisdom in her expression, her voice gentle yet filled with strength: "We need to systematically organize a team to guard against another attack from Ye Wuke. Zhou Dawei and Cui Hongxian are both skilled in martial arts, and we must make good use of this strength."
Mo Deqian nodded in agreement, his tone calm yet with a hint of determination: "Indeed, we need to plan carefully to ensure that Ye Wuke has nowhere to escape."
At that moment, Zhou Dawei and Cui Hongxian entered the room, their faces showing a serious expression, evidently aware of the threat posed by Ye Wuke. Xiao Xiangzi quickly conveyed the plan to them: "We need a meticulous plan to counter Ye Wuke. Each person's role is crucial."
Zhou Dawei struck a brave pose and said, "I, Zhou Dawei, am incredibly strong and will surely play a crucial role in battle."
Cui Hongxian looked sharp and said softly, "I can be responsible for gathering intelligence and providing support at critical moments."
Four people sat around a table, beginning to discuss strategies in detail. Xiao Xiangzi proposed a strategic layout, while Mo Deqian analyzed potential attack and defense points. Zhou Dawei and Cui Hongxian also offered their own insights, and the discussion among the four of them grew deeper.
As the sun rose, their plan had taken shape.
Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the door: "Disciples, long time no see." Everyone looked up and saw a silver-haired and elegant old man walking in slowly, who was none other than Daoist White Eyebrow. His arrival undoubtedly brought hope to everyone.
The atmosphere of the entire inn seemed to have changed. As the old man approached slowly, every step of his seemed steady and peaceful. When he entered everyone's sight, he brought a comforting aura.
Daoist White Eyebrow has a wise look in his eyes, and his voice is profound and full of power: " Ye Wuke's actions have violated the teachings of the Daoist sect. As his former fellow disciple, I have a responsibility to capture him and I am willing to assist you in this matter."
Upon hearing Daoist White Eyebrow's words, Xiao Xiangzi furrowed her brows slightly. Although she understood that Daoist White Eyebrow's joining would increase their strength against Ye Wuke, she couldn't help but worry that Mo Deqian would leave because of this. Her expression was complex, but she still maintained politeness and composure: "The addition of Daoist White Eyebrow is a great fortune for us. We will definitely battle Ye Wuke."
Mo Deqian bowed to Daoist White Eyebrow and spoke with a calm but respectful voice: "Master, your teachings have not been in vain."
Daoist White Eyebrow looked at Mo Deqian with a sense of satisfaction in his eyes: "You are no longer the youth you once were, and now you need to be independent. Once this matter is settled, if you wish, you can return to Sect to cultivate the Dao arts at any time."
Xiao Xiangzi couldn't help but feel a tightening in her heart upon hearing this. Her eyes carried complex emotions, but she didn't erupt on the spot, only silently casting her gaze towards Mo Deqian. Although she was extremely unwilling in her heart, she also knew that respecting his choice was crucial.
After the meeting, Xiao Xiangzi and Mo Deqian were alone together. Her voice carried a hint of helplessness as she asked, "Are you really planning to leave here?"
Mo Deqian gazed at Xiao Xiangzi and spoke with firm and sincere voice: " Xiao Xiangzi, no matter when or where, I will always be by your side, never leaving you. Wherever you are, I will be there."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiangzi felt as if she had found a treasure in her heart, but she still snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "Well, then I can rest assured. You owe me a lot of debts that you haven't repaid. You must remember the favor I did for you back then and repay it in this lifetime."
As the plan gradually took shape, the tranquility of the small town was gradually restored.
Xiao Xiangzi From that day on, she seemed particularly cold towards Mo Deqian, her eyes often carrying an imperceptible sense of resentment, as if there were some unknown knot in her heart. She was clever and persistent in pursuing wealth, and was unwilling to give up Mo Deqian, the pillar of the inn. The conflict in her heart made her emotions fluctuate.
Mo Deqian sees it all, but doesn't know what to do. Despite his strong martial arts skills, he appears clumsy when it comes to matters of the heart. He tries to express his feelings through actions, but always seems to miss the mark, making Xiao Xiangzi even more awkward.
In the quiet of the night, Mo Deqian often stands silently outside Xiao Xiangzi's door, just to have a few more words with her. But every time they meet, Xiao Xiangzi always brushes him off and walks away.
Mo Deqian started learning to make small snacks. Although his craftsmanship was rough and the appearance of the snacks was not perfect, it was a sincere gesture from his heart to Xiao Xiangzi. He would often give the homemade snacks to Xiao Xiangzi, only to receive a cold snort from her in return.
One evening, Mo Deqian once again placed the snacks in front of Xiao Xiangzi. His voice was gentle and sincere: "These snacks may not compare to your culinary skills, but they are a token of my affection. I hope you will like them."
Xiao Xiangzi looked at the somewhat clumsy snacks in front of her, and it seemed that the ice in her heart had melted a little. Her voice remained cold, but there was a hint of softness in her tone: "You always seem to be so clueless."
Mo Deqian gave a slight smile, with a hint of embarrassment: "Perhaps I'm not good at expressing myself, but I'm willing to learn."
As time passed, Xiao Xiangzi's emotions gradually calmed. She watched Mo Deqian's clumsy yet persistent actions, and the frost in her heart finally began to melt. One evening, when Mo Deqian once again brought snacks, Xiao Xiangzi finally smiled and said softly, "Your clumsy appearance is quite cute."
Mo Deqian: Upon hearing this, he was overjoyed and his eyes showed happiness: " Xiao Xiangzi, I am not good with words, but my feelings for you are without reservation."
Xiao Xiangzi smiled slightly and her eyes revealed complex emotions: "You are a strange person. However, I am willing to give you another chance."
So, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up. They were planning to fight against the Ye Wuke while deepening their understanding of each other in their daily lives.
As time passed by in busyness, the atmosphere of the inn gradually returned to its former liveliness. And the feelings between Xiao Xiangzi and Mo Deqian also gradually deepened during this time.
At this moment, the inn is not only a refuge in the small town, but also a witness to the story of the two. Their story, like every candle in the inn, quietly burns, illuminating each other's hearts.
Late at night, inside and outside the inn, it is quiet. Xiao Xiangzi and Mo Deqian sit by the window, quietly gazing at the starry sky, as if seeking solace for their souls in this boundless night. The candlelight flickers, casting shadows on their faces, adding a touch of warmth to this tranquil night.
Xiao Xiangzi said softly, "The ups and downs of these days have made me deeply moved. Mo Deqian, your perseverance has shown me the true spirit of a warrior."
Mo Deqian gazed at the distant starry sky, his tone filled with depth, "If it weren't for your wisdom and resilience, we might not have been able to persist this far. Xiao Xiangzi, your intelligence and independence are what I admire most."
Both of them spoke with admiration and trust for each other. Xiao Xiangzi's face showed a rare tenderness as she softly said, "Mo Deqian, you promised to always be by my side no matter when or where. Do you still remember that?"
Mo Deqian turned to look into Xiao Xiangzi's eyes and spoke firmly, "Every word I've said is engraved in my heart. Xiao Xiangzi, I will protect you for a lifetime, just like how I protect my own principles."
Xiao Xiangzi showed a moment of emotion in her expression, and she smiled slightly, saying, "Then I can rest assured. Don't forget, you still owe me a lifetime of debt."
Mo Deqian also smiled and replied softly, "How could I forget? I will definitely repay this debt for the rest of my life."
Outside the window, the stars are shining brightly, while inside the inn, the candlelight is warm. In this peaceful night, the two people seem to have found the sanctuary of their souls. Though their conversation is not extensive, every word is precious, and their hearts gradually draw closer in this silent exchange.
Xiao Xiangzi gently leans on Mo Deqian's shoulder and whispers, " Mo Deqian, with you by my side, I feel that no matter how many difficulties we encounter, or how much money we waste, it's no longer so frightening."
Mo Deqian gently held Xiao Xiangzi's hand and said firmly, "No matter the wind and rain, we will face it together. Xiao Xiangzi, your dream is my dream."
In the night, the two figures leaned against each other, as if they had found eternal support in this long night. Their story, like the most beautiful poem under the starry sky, quietly flowed in this peaceful inn.
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