They actually weren't going to kill me?
Li Xuanxiao was rather puzzled.
He had thought that, given Di Nüfeng's temperament, even if she had sworn a Great Dao oath, she would still kill him first to vent her anger. As for what came after, that could be dealt with later.
Compared with Liu Qiushui, Di Nüfeng had few ulterior motives.
She was also more straightforward, acting without considering the consequences.
As Li Xuanxiao recalled every little detail of their encounters over these past days, Di Nüfeng's face surfaced in his mind once more.
Though she was from the demonic sect, she possessed no shortage of frankness and charm...
Li Xuanxiao was a normal man, after all. It was perfectly natural for him to be interested in women.
He did not take a Dao companion simply because it was too troublesome.
The pleasure of a fleeting union was less than the risks he would have to bear.
What would come of enjoying a moment of fish-and-water bliss?
After the enjoyment, he would still have to deal with all the troubles it might bring...
At the very least, he had to achieve immortality and live as long as heaven and earth—his ultimate, magnificent goal—and ensure that no enemy in the world could ever threaten him again.
He had to fulfill the old man's long-cherished wish: peace under heaven, with the common folk living and working in contentment.
When that time came, Li Xuanxiao would not mind indulging himself a little.
Clearly, this was not something he should be considering now.
Yet at this moment, Li Xuanxiao finally understood.
No wonder, in novels and television dramas, those protagonists fell in love with enemies from opposing factions.
Could it be that Di Nüfeng and I really are going to have some karmic entanglement?
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