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Feng Xue smiled and said, "When I was sparring with the Poison Hand Demoness just now, I was accidentally exposed to poison gas in my eyes, and I'm afraid I'll be temporarily blind."

"Then...then how can you still laugh?" A sudden wave of sadness washed over Zhu Huihui.

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Three: Chapter Seventeen (3)

"Or what?" Feng Xue asked with a smile, "Will you cry?"

Zhu Huihui lowered her head: "If you really want to cry, I... I can pretend I didn't see it."

Feng Xuese didn't cry, but she was about to cry.

Mingming desperately told himself that now that the hero was blind, his good days had begun. He could run away whenever he wanted, go wherever he pleased, and the hero would never catch him again. As long as he secretly picked up Huahua, the two of them would live a carefree life, and no one would cut off their legs or heads anymore... Alas! The old man's blindness was, in a way, not so bad.

But somehow, she couldn't feel any schadenfreude. Her heart felt as if it were filled with something heavy, containing countless sharp thorns that mercilessly pierced her tender heart, causing an indescribable, sharp pain.

Zhu Huihui bit her lip hard, involuntarily clutching her clothes tightly, trying to suppress the inexplicable pain: "Great-great hero, what do we do next?"

Feng Xuese said calmly, "Leave here first. Once we reach a populated area, I will contact my subordinates."

"Okay...okay."

Which way out of the valley?

Zhu Huihui felt a pang of sadness and replied, "To your left."

Feng Xuese nodded and walked to the left. Zhu Huihui followed for a few steps, and seeing that he was about to bump into another tree, she finally couldn't help but exclaim, "Hero!"

"Um?"

"I can hold your hand and walk with you, but you can't cut off my hand!" Despite the bitterness in her heart, she still habitually judged Feng Xuese by her own petty standards, thinking, "I have no intention of taking advantage of you, you can't wrongly accuse me of touching you!"

The maple leaves smiled, their gentle warmth as bright as spring.

He only answered with one word: "Okay!"

So, Zhu Huihui grabbed his hand.

The old man's hands were very steady, his palms were thick and warm, his fingers were long and strong, and there were thin calluses on his palms from years of holding a sword. In comparison, her hands were only half the size of his. It was more like his hand was holding hers than hers was holding his.

Feeling the thin calluses on his palm gently rubbing against hers, Zhu Huihui's heart suddenly pounded. Although she was heartbroken and vowed never to touch him inappropriately, she still longed to secretly squeeze his hand. But... the old man would definitely think she was taking advantage of him...

Feng Xuese remained silent, letting her lead him forward step by step.

The world before him was pitch black, a situation so unfamiliar to him. Even though he was a seasoned veteran and a powerful figure, and even though his smile remained unchanged, deep down he felt helpless and lost.

He didn't know where this child would lead him. Even though he could command the winds and rains, at this moment, all he had by his side was her…

Holding Feng Xuese's hand, Zhu Huihui walked along the winding path in the valley, seemingly able to feel the trust conveyed by the hero's hand. This sense of responsibility of being relied upon by the hero finally dispelled her "evil" thoughts of taking advantage of him.

After walking for a while, Zhu Huihui suddenly remembered something: "Great hero, is Brother Liu Yue's martial arts very high?" He wondered if he could defeat that woman...

Maple-colored smile: "Very high!"

"So, which of you two is stronger?"

Feng Xuese considered for a moment and said, "I don't know. A few years ago, when I first met Liu Yue at the Sleepless Tower in Gusu, he was fighting against a famous swordsman. That swordsman had been renowned in the martial arts world for over thirty years, and countless souls had perished under his twin swords. However, Liu Yue only used a folding fan to cripple the swordsman's twin swords."

At that time, Liu Yue's martial arts were already on par with his own. Several years have passed, and Liu Yue's martial arts are certainly much better now. However, he hasn't wasted his time during these years. Therefore, it's still difficult to determine who is superior in martial arts.

Zhu Huihui chuckled mischievously, "Is Gusu Sleepless Tower a brothel? The girls there must be very beautiful!" Otherwise, why would you and Brother Liuyue go to a place like that?

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Three: Chapter Seventeen (4)

What nonsense is going on in this girl's head! Feng Xuese said, "That's a restaurant. The chef's specialties are Biluo Shrimp, Braised Eel in Hot Oil, Crispy Tangerine Peel, and White Sauce Round Vegetable. Oh, and their soup dumplings are so delicious. I'll invite you to try them sometime!"

"Even better than Brother Liu Yue's?" Zhu Huihui couldn't stop thinking about the steamed buns that Liu Yue brought.

Maple Leaf smiled and said, "You'll know once you compare them later."

"Great hero, if Brother Liu Yue loses, will that woman still come after him?" This was something Zhu Huihui had been worried about.

"Yes!" Feng Xuese knew what she was worried about and didn't hide it. "Not only will that woman come after us, but there are also countless people on Xifeng Mountain who are preparing to catch up."

Zhu Huihui's heart skipped a beat: "Th-that..." This was terrible! The hero was blind; if someone else attacked, they would all be dead. So what if he died? What had she done to deserve this? Just for hanging out with him, did she have to risk a knife to her neck? She suddenly thought of the dead people she had seen before—some with their heads severed yet still bearing their features, others with their bellies ripped open and intestines spilling out, rolling on the ground, each one a gruesome, bloody sight...

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She kept thinking: "The hero is a good person, but no matter how good he is, is it worth risking my life to... be buried with him?"

Or perhaps we should think of something else...

Feng Xuese noticed the little hand in her palm trembling slightly, knowing she was afraid, so she gently squeezed it to comfort her.

Zhu Huihui turned to look at his calm face, forced a smile, and said, "Hero, your eyes are not functioning well right now. Since there are still many people on the mountain waiting to kill us, it would be better if we didn't walk so swaggeringly. Why don't we hide somewhere for a while and leave after dark? That would be much safer."

Feng Xuese nodded: "Okay."

"There's a cave not far ahead. How about we hide inside?" Zhu Huihui pointed to a cave not far away, then realized that the old man couldn't see.

"good."

Zhu Huihui took Feng Xuese's hand and led him towards the cave. The cave wasn't deep, only about four or five zhang in depth, but it was spacious and clean. The entrance was hidden in a crevice in the rock. If it hadn't been for the right angle, she really wouldn't have noticed it.

Beside the cave wall, there was a protruding rock. Zhu Huihui wiped it with her sleeve and helped Feng Xuese sit on it. Feng Xuese remained silent, letting Zhu Huihui do as she pleased.

Zhu Huihui sat for a while, but eventually became uneasy, worried that the enemy would come looking for him. So he forced a smile and said, "Great hero, please rest here for a while. I'll go scout ahead and see what's going on."

Feng Xuese remained calm and answered with a single word: "Okay."

Despite being very reluctant, Zhu Huihui still said, "Then—I'm going!"