Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

"The emperor of the heavens?" Xia Wuxin was taken aback, always wondering where he had heard this title.

Wei Yili outside the door started yelling again. Su Xieyue stopped talking, reproachfully stopping Xia Wuxin, who wanted to continue to ask questions, patted her on the head, and got up to open the door.

Just before opening the door, she paused, and paused for a moment at the door bolt in front of her, covering up her thoughts.

Xia Wuxin thought that she would get a good beating when she came back this time, but after waiting for a few days, Xia Chunqiu didn't seem to have any trouble with her.

There are few disciples in Pingfeng Mountain, so Xia Chunqiu is in charge of almost every practice. Sometimes it is the big disciple Yanqiao. Even if Xia Wuxin dare not face Xia Chunqiu, Xia Wuxin can't avoid meeting him.

And every other day, Xia Chunqiu would find different disciples to teach the Immortal Fa individually. On this day, it was Xia Wuxin's turn.

Before going to practice, Xia Wuxin deliberately changed into an old gray and blue shirt, so as not to be beaten in the good clothes sewn by her senior sister as usual, and she would always feel distressed when she came back.

Xianyun Temple, burning with curling incense, the daylight flooded in through the gate of the palace, illuminating the hall, Xia Chunqiu was sitting cross-legged in the palace, holding a string of red jade beads in his left hand, and putting his right hand in a lotus shape, in front of him With a cup of herbal tea, it seems to have been waiting for a long time.

Xia Wuxin stood tall outside the door, then swaggered in, bent over symbolically, and opened his mouth: "I have seen Master."

At this time when it is easy to be beaten, she feels that it is more appropriate to call him a master.

Xia Chunqiu moved her right hand slightly, then slowly opened her eyes, but did not look at Xia Wuxin.

The atmosphere was very dignified. After a while, Xia Chunqiu finally spoke, with a hint of surprise: "When did you rise to half a fairy?"

Xia Wuxin lowered his eyebrows and told her truthfully.

After Xia Chunqiu listened, the speed of turning the bead string with her fingertips accelerated a bit, thinking about something, without words.

"For my father, you have been grieving in your heart these years." He suddenly sighed, and the eyes hidden under his thick eyebrows looked directly at Xia Wuxin, and Xia Wuxin's heart beat.

"You don't need to speak first." Xia Chunqiu continued, "I have always been stern to you. You should have grievances. In the past, when you were young, I didn't dare to disclose it to you. Now is the time to mention something."

"I've seen it a long time ago. Although you are talented, you always want to work against me, so you don't work hard in your cultivation. I don't blame you. Anyway, I never ask you to become an immortal. The only wish is that you can As an ordinary person, don't go astray."

Xia Wuxin was confused by what he said, raising his eyes and asking: "The disciple doesn't understand."

"You only need to remember that you are different from ordinary people, just as some people are born with evil thoughts. If you are not careful, this evil thought will make you fall into a demon. In the past, I was always careful and disciplined, just for fear that you would go astray. ."

"But these days I found out that when you grow up, no matter how hard I try, I can't protect you in this Pingfeng Mountain, so today I have to warn, unintentionally, you are my own sin."

When Xia Chunqiu said this, she seemed to be intolerable. The beads in her hand no longer turned, but cracks appeared instead.

"If one day, you show a little bit of evil thoughts, I will take advantage of the unrest in the mountains and rivers, and personally end you."

As soon as he said this, Xia Wuxin immediately got terrified and couldn't help taking two steps back, staring at Xia Chunqiu incredulously.

To kill her personally?

Xia Chunqiu watched Xia Wuxin's dark eyes gradually turn red, and the beads in his hand were completely shattered into powder, and fell to the ground. He sighed and looked away, looking at the tea cup in front of him.

Everything is his fault.

Perhaps he shouldn't be soft-hearted from the beginning.

When Xia Chunqiu left, Xia Wuxin didn't know. She only felt that her whole heart was sore and sour. She didn't know whether it was because her father said such words to her or she was worried about her future.

She suddenly remembered her violence when she squeezed the queen's neck on the seabed, perhaps Xia Chunqiu was right.

Her eyes were sore for a long time, Xia Wuxin stretched out her hand, and there was still no teardrop. She rubbed her hand on her clothes irritably, turned around and strode out of the Fairy Cloud Palace.

"Never teach me today's immortal law before leaving, and I don't know what to say!" Xia Wuxin muttered all the way, unable to conceal his depression.

She thought about her things all the way, but she didn't stop her footsteps. She wandered aimlessly in the mountains. At the time when there were no people in the mountains, it made people's hearts empty. Xia Wuxin walked all the way in seclusion. After a while, she rushed in front of her. A floral scent.

She just raised her head, she couldn't help but walked to Song Yubai's bamboo house again.

"She shouldn't be teaching today." Xia Wuxin muttered to herself, then tugged at her clothes and strode into the flowers.

Before taking a few steps, he heard a soft voice: "You disciple, why are you harassing Mr. again!"

Xia Wuxin looked up, and saw a short-headed Azui carrying a Luo skirt, stepping out of the flowers with one foot and one foot shallow. He held a small bamboo basket in his hand, and put it in the basket. I don’t know what it is. The flowers are blooming enthusiastically.

"It seems that Song Yubai is in the room, thank you." Xia Wuxin nodded at her, tapped his toes lightly, and flew over Azui's head over a large area of ​​flowers.

A Zui quickly raised his head and pointed at Xia Wuxin, jumping with anger.

"By the way, what are you doing with the basket?" Xia Wuxin landed lightly, turning around and curiously asked.

"Mister is very angry recently and wants to drink gardenia boiled water." Azui stretched out his hand and blew the ashes on the basket, no longer picking up Li Xia Wuxin, and continued to lower his head to look for the gardenia.

The summer is already deep, and the gardenias just blooming are not so easy to find.

Xia Wuxin touched her chin, suddenly stepped forward on tiptoe, grabbed the flower basket in her hand, and smiled: "Drunk girl, look at the hot weather and your cheeks are delicate and tender. Beware of being peeled off by the sun. How beautiful is it?"

Seeing that the basket was snatched by her, Ah Zui wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he hurriedly pursed his lips and touched his face.

The sun has been violent these few days, and she has gone out of the gate every day, and it is indeed dark a lot.

Seeing her listening, Xia Wuxin stretched out her hand to pull her out of the flowers, and said with a smile: "I am a half immortal, I am not afraid of the sun, go to the shade and rest, and I will come."

Azui was tossed by her, half-pushing and half-situating for a few steps, and said suspiciously: "You are a disciple, don't make any bad ideas again."

"Not even Song Yubai said anything, proving that she doesn't hate me. If you are busy with you, I will boil some water for her." Xia Wuxin stretched out his palm and swayed from side to side, smiling slyly.

Ah Zui looked at her up and down, and finally compromised with the scorching sun and ran to the shade of the tree under his head.

Xia Wuxin sighed, then looked at the flower basket in his hand, squatting down like a fate, looking for petals in a large bush.

"Xia Wuxin, Xia Wuxin, you have never made tea so hard for the senior sister, but you have been so diligent to her Song Yubai." Xia Wuxin muttered to herself while pouting the flowers far enough away.

The small flower basket in her hand was soon full, and she was holding her waist. Under the guidance of Azui, she found the kitchen and fetched water to boil the petals.

If you want to drink some tea at the foot of the mountain, you have to pick it yourself. I don’t know if the gardenias boiled in this way have the effect of clearing the fire. Xia Wuxin slandered while pouring the hot water into the teapot. Almost hot.

Careful all the way, sweating profusely, holding the teapot, Xia Wuxin finally knocked on Song Yubai's door.

"Enter." A light voice sounded, and Xia Wuxin heard the voice, and her boring mood finally eased a little, so she tiptoed in and turned around and closed the door.

There is a cool breeze in the room, and the faint paper smell of the scroll is mixed with the fragrance, which fills the surrounding air.

Song Yubai was sitting in front of the table with some papers in front of him. Hair was hanging down on the table, and the green shirt moved slightly.

The first time Xia Wuxin saw Song Yubai wearing blue clothes, it looked a lot more elegant, and the original delicate eyebrows were also softly lined. After hearing the sound, his eyes lifted slightly, and the waves glided over the teapot in Xia Wuxin's hand.

"Why are you?" She was a little surprised, took a booklet in her hand, and blocked the paper in front of her.

"I don't need to practice today, just come here." Xia Wuxin grinned and said with a smile.

"What's that?" Song Yubai raised his slender fingers and nodded towards the teapot.

Seeing that she didn't drive her out, Xia Wuxin was even more excited, stepped forward, put the teapot down, and then reached for the empty teacup beside Song Yubai.

"I just saw Azui picking flowers for her husband, so I helped her." Xia Wuxin poured water and said as she said, she shook her hand and sprinkled some on the back of her hand.

The delicate skin turned red all of a sudden, but Xia Wuxin seemed to feel no pain, and didn't even look at it.

Instead, Song Yubai frowned slightly, then sighed and frowned, "You have to fix your clumsy problem in the future."

Xia Wuxin let out a cry and hid her hands behind her back.

Song Yubai didn't say anything, he picked up the white porcelain teacup, and after blowing it to cool, he leaned forward and took a sip.

The frown deepened.

"What flower did you pick?" Song Yubai was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and asked.

Seeing her look, Xia Wuxin quickly took the teacup and smelled it. There was a refreshing floral fragrance in the heat. There was nothing wrong with it, and she said: "It's the same as Ah Zui Cai, white, so big."

While speaking, gestures.

Seeing that the sign could not be made, he simply took out two flowers from his sleeves and handed them to Song Yubai: "Here, that's it."

Song Yubai didn't answer, just glanced at it, and put his hand on his forehead, covering his slightly helpless eyes, and said lightly: "This is a dog-tooth flower, you can't make tea."

Xia Wuxin looked at the white flowers in her hand, and touched her head in a guilty conscience.

"Fine, it's okay, let's go." Song Yubai didn't seem to want too much contact with Xia Wuxin, so he opened his mouth and issued an expulsion order.

It's a pity that she was facing Xia Wuxin, as if she hadn't heard her, she twisted her knee and sat at the table, lowered her head and said, "I don't want to go anywhere."

Seeing her disobedience, Song Yubai was frustrated. When he was about to speak, he saw Xia Wuxin's eyes lifted up and her eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Although there were no tears in her eyes, she was born beautiful, and she felt pitiful when she bit her pink lips.

Song Yubai's breathing was stagnant, and ten thousand kinds of dissatisfaction were choked in his throat.

"Sir..." Xia Wuxin used the delicate and squeamish posture that she would usually pose in front of Su Xieyue on Song Yubai, dragging the ending sound extremely long.

Song Yubai's throat moved slightly, smoothing the corner of the wind-blown paper in front of her, and she couldn't bear it. No matter what she did in her daily life, she was still a little girl after all.

Xia Wuxin rolled her eyes when she saw that she was no longer chasing guests, and rubbed her side by propping up the table with her hands. She wrapped her arms around her like lightning, and her body was crooked. The light body belonging to a young girl suddenly rested on her. On Song Yubai.