Nine Lives Master 5: Chapter Five
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As the night slowly falls and the dawn breaks, Ghost Town gradually awakens from its slumber. Xiaoxaio walks alone in the alley, her thoughts resembling the stars in the night sky, occasionally flashing with speculation and vigilance. Her state of mind, like the impending dawn in the night sky, is constantly cut by the unknown path ahead, making her vigilance feel like a sharp knife, constantly cutting into her peace. 0
 
Xiaoxaio arrives at the small tavern in town, feeling that there is some kind of unusual connection between her and the man. Having experienced vicissitudes on this land, every figure has been a passerby, but he seems to be a messenger of fate, carrying some kind of information, quietly waiting for her interpretation. 0
 
 
Just as Xiaoxaio sat down, she felt a familiar yet unfamiliar presence. She looked up to see a man entering the tavern, his eyes carrying a mysterious depth that made her heart flutter slightly. 0
 
The man sat down in front of Xiaoxaio, his appearance impossible to ignore. His tall figure seemed like a masterpiece of nature, with a slender and lean physique exuding a regal air. His well-defined features, including a straight nose and deep eye sockets, gave his face a unique charm. 0
 
 
However, the most impressive feature of the man is his eyes. His eyes are as dark as an abyss, seemingly capable of drawing people's souls deep into them. They are unfathomable, emitting a mysterious light, much like distant stars in the night sky. 0
 
The man's long, jet-black hair falls to his shoulders, with a slight curl at the front, creating a classical and elegant atmosphere. He is dressed in a black robe embroidered with intricate geometric patterns, appearing both mysterious and elegant. 0
 
 
When he looked directly into Xiaoxaio's eyes, his expression appeared calm and sincere. 0
 
"I am Wuyin," he introduced himself gently, his voice clear and deep, like the leisurely melody of a breeze and the murmurs of an abyss, carrying a hint of gentle emotion. This sincerity was impossible to ignore, making one feel a slight flutter in the heart. 0
 
 
Wuyin's existence is like the most mysterious scenery in Ghost Town, attracting everyone's attention. 0
 
In Xiaoxaio's heart, a hint of vigilance slowly dissipated. Her gaze swept across Wuyin's face, as if trying to see something from his eyes. She calmly responded, " Wuyin, this name is very interesting." 0
 
 
Wuyin Smiling, his smile carries an imperceptible tenderness, seemingly at odds with his stern exterior. He slowly asks, "How did you come to Ghost Town?" 0
 
Xiaoxaio's eyes flash with a hint of caution as she softly replies, "I am a knight-errant. Every corner, every mysterious legend, fills me with immense curiosity." 0
 
 
In Wuyin's eyes, there seemed to be an unusual glint, and his gaze became deep, as if searching for something. He slowly said, "I am the same. There are too many unknowns in this world, waiting for me to explore." 0
 
Xiaoxaio's heart was struck by his words. She didn't know his true intentions, but she could feel the sincerity in his words. However, her heart remained cautious, as she didn't know Wuyin's true purpose. 0
 
 
Suddenly, the door of the tavern was violently pushed open, and several men in black coldly walked in, their eyes flashing with murderous intent, directly targeting Xiaoxaio. Wuyin disappeared in an instant, reappearing in front of Xiaoxaio. With the Phantom Fan "Night Shadow" in his hand, he lightly waved it, and several phantom images shattered the silence of the night, aiming straight for the men in black. 0
 
Xiaoxaio drew her sword "Ice Heart" and coldly faced the enemies in front of her. Her swordsmanship was ruthless and precise, each strike aimed directly at the enemy's vital points. Wuyin fought back to back with her, their coordination seamless, as if they were longtime comrades. 0
 
 
The smell of battle permeated the air, as the figures of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin appeared particularly fierce under the light of the tavern. Every slash and every thrust carried a chilling intent, as if to sever all hostility. Despite the numerous adversaries, the black-clothed figures gradually lost their advantage under the combined force of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin. 0
 
Wuyin's Phantom Fan cut through the air with a mysterious and deadly force, its every swing carrying a lethal power. Phantoms danced in the darkness, each bearing a different angle of attack, pushing the black-clothed figures to the brink. 0
 
 
Xiaoxaio's swordsmanship is cold and precise, every strike hitting the vital points. The chilling sword aura condenses in the air, gathering the power of frost as she dances with her sword. Each blade carries a fierce frost, piercing the heart and spleen of the figure in black. 0
 
The battle quickly ends, the figure in black eliminated, but Wuyin is nowhere to be seen, leaving Xiaoxaio alone standing on the blood-red ground. In her heart, she is filled with doubt about Wuyin, whose figure seems to have become an indelible imprint in her mind. 0
 
 
She doesn't know the true identity of Wuyin, nor his purpose. Wuyin seems to be entangled with her destiny. In her heart, there is both anticipation and confusion. Every reunion with Wuyin brings her new shock and contemplation. 0
 
Xiaoxaio walked out of the tavern alone, strolling on the streets of Ghost Town. Wuyin, this mysterious man, seems to hold a part of her destiny, yet she is still searching for unknown answers. 0
 
 
Under the sunshine of Ghost Town, Xiaoxaio walked alone on the path outside the town, leaving behind that mysterious land. 0
 
In her heart, she was full of doubts about Wuyin. Who is he really? Why does he always appear by her side at crucial moments? What is his purpose? Every question is like a sealed box, waiting for her to open. 0
 
 
As the journey continues, Xiaoxaio's vigilance towards the future has not diminished. Wuyin is not a good person, and every time he appears, she feels an unfathomable mystery. 0
 
Her thoughts are in turmoil, and every time she recalls Wuyin's gaze, she feels an inexplicable heart flutter, as if his eyes hold the answers she wants to uncover. 0
 
 
The clouds in the sky are drifting slowly, carrying a hint of coolness. Xiaoxaio Looking up at the sky, every moment of contemplation makes her feel deeply vigilant. 0
 
Xiaoxaio She always maintains that sense of calm and clarity, Wuyin but the entanglement between them is far from simple. Everything about him seems to remind her that the future path is full of danger. 0
 
 
 
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