Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

The intense, overwhelming emotions instantly overwhelmed the diviner.

Yu Chen seemed to have poked a hole in the bag containing her negative emotions.

Tears that hadn't been shed for years fell like raindrops.

Tears, carrying with them the grievances suppressed for so many years, welled up all at once.

Conversely, Yu Chen was completely dumbfounded.

He truly hadn't expected that accidentally seeing under her skirt would make her so upset.

She even began to doubt whether she was some kind of super perverted and super bad guy, which was why she found it so hard to accept.

For a moment, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Is he really that bad?

But no matter what, seeing this petite and delicate girl crying like this still broke his heart.

Even though he disliked her temper, which often threatened to dock his pay, Yu Chen still looked at her cautiously and said softly, "I really didn't see it by accident, I'm so sorry..."

you…

"Lord Fu Xuan, could you please stop crying?"

Fu Xuan seemed not to hear, her small hands clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of her fair hands gradually became visible.

Her slender shoulders trembled slightly, and a faint sob quietly escaped her lips.

Yu Chen looked at her, frowning, and suddenly felt a strange pang in his heart.

Very uncomfortable...

I wanted to comfort her, but having lived so long, I've had very little intimate contact with women, let alone comforting a crying girl.

He doesn't know how at all!

The only time I've ever comforted someone who was crying was with that old rascal Jingyuan.

Oh, she threw herself into his arms and cried loudly, like a child who had just been weaned and whose mother wouldn't let her drink milk anymore, so heartbroken.

There was no way to let her continue crying like this, not only would Fu Xuan be heartbroken, but he would be too.

That pitiful yet stubborn look is so heartbreaking to see.

In desperation, his only experience with this was comforting Jingyuan. Now he had no choice but to try the same thing, even if it seemed hopeless…

Hopefully, she won't kill me after she recovers...

"Fu Xuan..."

He called out softly, but the girl still ignored him, only clenching her fists, gritting her teeth, and sobbing softly.

He seemed to have no need for anyone to comfort him.

Yu Chen sighed, knelt down, and suddenly leaned closer, opening his arms to pull Fu Xuan into his embrace.

Ignoring the diviner's instinctive resistance, he pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back and patting her head.

"Anyway... I'm sorry, if you really want to cry, just cry it out. It's so uncomfortable to hold it in!"

Fu Xuan's body stiffened abruptly. He had been barely able to control himself, but these words completely broke the tension in his heart. People in situations like this are the least receptive to comfort.

Her hand slowly gripped Yu Chen's clothes, and her suppressed sobs were carefully amplified.

Seeing that he was only gently and tenderly comforting her, she finally stopped being reserved and slowly let out a voice, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and sadness in her heart.

As the heartbreaking sobs began to rang out, Yu Chen gently stroked her, offering her a little comfort.

Who knows how much she has suffered to get to where she is today?

Yu Chen didn't really understand either, but he could feel the girl's suppressed emotions being released. He gently stroked her soft hair and caressed her pink head.

His expression was unusually gentle.

It's just crying, it's normal to vent.

Sometimes he longed to have a good cry like that, but unfortunately, there was no one to lean on in such an embrace.

This little girl probably had a lot of pent-up frustrations, and today she accidentally poked a hole in herself and let it all out...

It's good that she can vent, it's a good thing...

The people of the Immortal Ship are all immortal beings, and their mental state is often more worrying than their physical condition.

Yu Chen held her gently, unusually restraining his impetuous nature and refraining from making any more jokes.

He looked up at the still towering giant Jianmu tree and the churning sea of ​​clouds, feeling the girl sobbing in his arms and listening to her cries. His gaze gradually became unfocused, and his thoughts drifted into the distance.

What was the reason for Jingyuan's incident?

Oh, I remember now…

It's Kagami Ryu; he still thought she was still there...

Those who fall into demonic possession are confused by the six senses and lose all human relationships…

This seems to be seven hundred years ago, right?

How old is Jingyuan? He must be at least eight hundred, right?

His thoughts continued to wander.

Having witnessed so much, when will it be my turn?

He suddenly looked at his hands, wondering how much of his companions' and friends' blood was stained on them.

It’s really…

How filthy!

Chapter 23 Lord Fu Xuan Wants to Die

Fu Xuan cried harder and harder, as if he had given up and lost all face, so he simply let loose and wailed.

It's all his fault, it's all his fault, it's all his fault!

The Grand Diviner clenched her little pink fists and pounded them against his chest. If it weren't for him, why would he be like this today?

But...but...

He's being so gentle today, isn't that making it even harder to resist?

Yu Chen smiled, placing one large hand on her head and gently stroking it, while his other hand patted her back repeatedly, as if coaxing a baby.

Once her arrogance fades, she's actually quite cute.

Sigh, if it's like this every day, what's wrong with getting punched twice every day?

It felt like a massage, and it didn't hurt at all.

He held her tightly in his arms, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried. Fu Xuan simply let out her emotions for a long time.

I cried for who knows how long, until all my tears ran dry, and I didn't even have the strength to hit him anymore...

Gradually, she just quietly clutched Yu Chen's clothes, gently sniffling.

So embarrassing…

"You big bad guy..."

Fu Xuan leaned against him, feeling somewhat exhausted. Her face was flushed and delicate, and she muttered a curse under her breath.

But the words and the soft tone didn't convey any hint of dislike.

"Yes, yes, I'm a big bad guy..."

"Is the Grand Diviner feeling any better now?"

Yu Chen simply smiled faintly, gently stroking her smooth, long pink hair. Fu Xuan's faint fragrance enveloped him, and the warmth of her body permeated through her clothes.

I want to hug him a little longer...

"I...I was perfectly fine to begin with!"

Her little mouth was still stubborn, but her voice, as soft as cotton candy, was utterly unconvincing.

Yu Chen couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Fu Xuan's face flushed, and she lifted her little foot to step on his foot. However, her weight was so light that it caused Yu Chen negligible damage.

"Hahaha... I was just thinking about some happy things." He ruffled Fu Xuan's hair, pink strands lying between his fingers.

"You are not allowed to... make fun of me!"

Fu Xuan blushed and pushed him away, trying to break free from his embrace.

Yu Chen stopped holding her tightly and let go of her hand with a slight regret.

The diviner took a few steps back, completely unaware that his legs were already weak from crying. Without Yu Chen's support, he was about to collapse.

Her eyes widened slightly in panic, then filled with despair, and she was about to fall...

She closed her eyes with a sorrow that made her want to dig a hole and bury herself.

I'm going to lose face again...