Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 158 Why

If he hadn't come in with the help of He Huang, Yan Xiaotang would have doubted whether he had come to the wrong place——in Bo Xi's sea of ​​consciousness, there was only ice and snow covering the sky and covering the ground, when did he have such a huge eye!

A piercing pain crawled down her back, before Yan Xiaotang could do anything, that dark bottomless pupil turned towards her, and in an instant, Yan Xiaotang felt that she was being watched. Just one glance, as if a mountain peak descended on her, her bones and joints were as brittle as thin porcelain, making a crackling sound——

In the agony of consciousness, Yan Xiaotang managed to maintain a trace of clarity. She couldn't understand where this eye came from, and why it was in Boxi's sea of ​​consciousness?
From the beginning to now, she hasn't seen Bo Xi, where is Bo Xi?
At this moment, she saw a few shimmering thin threads hanging down from the high storm, all the way down to the slit-like pupil of the eye in front of her.

Her consciousness was about to lose consciousness, and her head felt like a tearing pain, but she still tried her best to keep her eyes open until she saw what those thin threads were...they were the four threads locked on Bo Xi's body. The ice chains, the eyes are too big, unimaginable, and the four ice chains turned into silk threads, which can't be found unless you look carefully.

Yan Xiaotang trembled all over. It was painful and unbelievable. Bo Xi, could he have been sucked in by this eye!
A deeper fear hit her. If Bo Xi was really in it, would she... still have the guts to save it?

In the next breath, Yan Xiaotang rushed towards the pupil of this hundreds-of-meter-long eye like a wind, she didn't have the courage or anything, and she didn't even have an excuse in front of her impulse.

She didn't hit any barriers, and the chaotic thoughts came unexpectedly——

Junior brother, why would he follow?
Get out!I don't want to kill you all, get the hell out of here!

I, again, did not know that I had killed someone.

Without Ten Abyss Prison, would it become a demon?Master is very worried. Is he worried about me, or the people around me?
It's bitter, and I don't think I can hold on anymore.

You're lying to me, it's not true, I don't believe it.

……

"I do not believe!"

The final thought turned into a real voice, full of childishness, not so crisp, but wrapped in a layer of milk, sticky, unforgettable.

Yan Xiaotang raised her head, and was surprised to find that under her palms were some withered black grass stalks and thick ashes.

She didn't get up in a hurry. The voice just now was a child's. She hadn't heard it before, but she felt familiar inexplicably.

Someone else was with the kid.

"Why don't you believe it? On the fifteenth day, the sect will send someone to pick you up. From then on, you don't need to be wronged in the dust of the world. Xiaozu, are you happy?"

"I'm not going!" The child became angry, and the milky smell in his voice became stronger, making Yan Xiaotang want to laugh for no reason... She was a little dazed, and couldn't remember how she got here.

"Little Ancestor!"

"roll!"

Yan Xiaotang was in a daze for a moment again. The word "roll" was so short that it seemed that someone had said it to her. Suddenly she remembered that the low tone was as short as an exhalation. Was it exactly the same when Bo Xi called her "scroll"?

There was a sound of footsteps as fast as a deer's hoof, she sat up, and heard someone outside shouting "Xiaozu", the footsteps kept coming, getting closer to her, she had a vague idea in her heart, should she Could it be that he entered some kind of illusion, and went back to decades ago?
The aura fluctuated slightly, and a door in front of her that had been closed for an unknown number of years was blasted open, and the air was filled with dust. She sat quietly on the ground and looked out the door.

A small figure jumped into the room with a "boom".

After being scolded, the people outside did not dare to follow. When they heard the movement, they had to persuade them outside: "Xiaozu, this garden is an old one, and it is very dirty. Come out quickly. Immortal Mei and Immortal Qi will be killed soon." How good would it be to see you turned into a briquette?"

No one listened anymore, this "Xiaozu" was an extremely handsome little boy, and when he found someone in the room that had been closed for many years, he closed his tender red mouth and stared curiously at Yan Xiaotang who was sitting inside.

If Yan Xiaotang had never seen Bo Xi when he was drunk, he would never associate the child in front of him with him. Bo Xi usually uses a sharp sword to hurt others and himself, but when he is drunk, he is gentle and gentle. It can melt people's hearts, even if it doesn't smile, it still has a seductive and close taste, just like this child.

And the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and the chin, although they haven't grown yet, have already begun to take shape, like a bud that has just opened the bean skin, so tender and sweet.

Yan Xiaotang temporarily let go of how she got here, stretched out her hand, and said with a smile, "Bo Xi, come here."

Perhaps, this is just a dream of hers.

The nine-year-old Bo Xi is not tall, and he is shorter than Yan Xiaotang when he was apprenticed to the teacher before his bone strength. This made Yan Xiaotang very happy and smiled sincerely.

Bo Xi pouted and said, "Are you the person from the sect who came to pick me up?"

Yan Xiaotang recalled the conversation he had heard at the beginning, and immediately understood that Bo Xi was still hidden by Han Qiong Xianque, but he would be picked up soon, and after that, their master would come to block the way and rob him.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, Bo Xi raised her chin and let out a "sigh" sound: "I misunderstood, my cultivation base is lower than mine, and you are not from Han Qiong Xianque, so are you a casual cultivator from outside?"

Yan Xiaotang was almost pissed off by him, and at first glance... Good guy, the Foundation Establishment Stage is Dzogchen, only one step away from forming an alchemy, it is much stronger than her, but will she accept it?The young bean sprouts that have just broken through the ground in front of her, two petals of meat beans that have not yet grown into leaves, dare to come to her arrogantly.

"I'm also a sword cultivator." Yan Xiaotang didn't realize it, her tone was almost the same as that of the big bad wolf, and there was a kind of clumsy flattery.

Bo Xi didn't realize that he didn't have Yan Xiaotang's vision of wandering the market, and the people around him had only one attitude towards him: pampering.

Even the servant who kept howling outside, from the tone of his voice, really doted on Bo Xi, otherwise how would he have the guts to call him a "briquette", and his temper must be very good, unlike Yan Xiaotang's nature Bullies are different, the word "scroll" is used to scare people away.

If Yan Xiaotang told people to "get lost" on Qingyi Street, who would dare to leave?
The big one was regarded by her as a bully rabbit, not to mention the small one——

"This is my sword, what about yours?"

Bo Xi pushed forward the saber at his waist and showed it to Yan Xiaotang.

Yan Xiaotang immediately understood that since he was not in the sect, it was inconvenient for Han Qiong Xianque to make a flying sword for him, so he had to give him a flying sword first, and only those who were truly worthy of him would be collected into the air.

Don’t think it’s for Bo Xi’s makeshift use. This flying sword is actually a magic weapon. The precious light is not something that can be emitted by spiritual weapons. It’s really rich and powerful, which impressed Bo Xi deeply. After decades, he still remembers robbing Han Qiongxian. Que.

Yan Xiaotang flipped his hand, and Bo Xi raised his chin again, before he could "tch", Yan Xiaotang poured in the real energy, and the Wuzu mace aroused the aura in the room, but it was still invisible, and it was only released under Yan Xiaotang's deliberate effort There are dots of lavender star sand.

Both sides of Bo Xi's small face bulged up, and this time he was unconvinced to replace him.

"Why can't you see your sword?"

Yan Xiaotang raised one corner of her mouth: "Because your cultivation level is not enough."

Bo Xi swollen his face into a steamed stuffed bun, looked at his own sword, and then at Yan Xiaotang's "sword" which was obviously much better than his cow, his eyes turned back and forth.

Yan Xiaotang thought that he was going to get angry, but he suddenly parted his lips, flattened both sides of his cheeks, and then said with a sweet smile, "Then I am also more cultivated than you."

"..." Yan Xiaotang suddenly felt that the fur of the older one was softer and smoother to the touch.

She suddenly wanted to stimulate the little guy, and slapped a restraint to prevent the spirit energy from leaking out.

Bo Xi looked at it peacefully, not sure if he was confident in himself, or in his guards?

Yan Xiaotang flicked towards the empty space, and a tiny sword intent pierced through the air, and it dissipated before it touched the wall, but it still shook off a piece of decayed wall.

She looked at Bo Xi again, and Bo Xi looked at the place where the sword intent dissipated, and he became serious with a sullen face.

Yan Xiaotang didn't know what he was thinking, what would he be thinking at such a young age?She is very interested.

After watching it for a while, Bo Xi suddenly asked: "Your sword intent has the artistic conception of wind in it?"

Yan Xiaotang was surprised: "You already know sword intent?"

"No." Bo Xi shook his head, and the hairband under the boy's bun at the back of his head was thrown onto his face by him, and he said: "This is the first time I saw Sword Intent, you are really a sword cultivator, and you are an amazing person sword cultivator."

Yan Xiaotang smiled, and stretched out her hand again: "Come here."

Bo Xi hesitated for a moment, and for the sake of letting him see the sword intent, he took two steps closer, then stretched out his fleshy slap on his back, ready to slap Yan Xiaotang for meaning and forget it.

Yan Xiaotang grabbed him, then turned him around, let him sit on his lap, and hugged him in his arms.

Bo Xi twisted a few times, Yan Xiaotang didn't let him go, there was no trace of malice on his body, when he lowered his head, some shaggy hair tails brushed against his ears, he stopped twisting, a pair of ears turned red quickly, He asked softly, "How do you know my name is Boxi? They all call me Xiaozu."

Yan Xiaotang laughed silently, bullying him, sticking her lips to his red ears—this kind of temper, even though it would inadvertently anger others, was still much more lively than the Bo Xi she knew and knew, full of joy. If there were no subsequent changes, it would be great.

As soon as she thought about it, she thought it was in her dream anyway, so why not change it for him?
But, is this a dream or an illusion?If it's an illusion, last time it was the "master" who put her next to Bo Xi on purpose, but who is it this time?
The small body hugged by her slowly stiffened, and she asked politely, "Sister, why are you hugging me?"

Yan Xiaotang said softly, "I'm not your sister, I'm... your future junior sister."

(End of this chapter)