Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

Wei Xiaoxi smiled: "I'll help you."

Luo Xing's sharp eyes saw a little oil stain on Wei Xiaoxi's collar, which was accidentally dripped from eating hand cakes just now.

"Your clothes are dirty." Luo Xing pointed at her collar to remind her.

Wei Xiaoxi lowered his eyes.

There is a drop of tan oil on the light apricot cloth.

It directly destroys the beauty of the entire dress.

Wei Xiaoxi nodded expressionlessly:

"No more old clothes. I'm going to buy some new clothes for later use."

What Jiang Qianshu bought should really be thrown away.

While the two were talking, they came to a clothing store, where many ordinary women were trying on clothes.

This is a ready-made clothing store in the secular world, and there will be no robes.

But she didn't want to wear Jiang Qianshu's things anymore.

Wei Xiaoxi couldn't buy anything and went in: "I want to buy clothes. Are you going to go in with me or go shopping elsewhere?"

"There's nothing to see." Luo Xing followed her, helping to choose and giving advice.

After walking around for a while, Wei Xiaoxi found her favorite red dress.

She said to the female clerk who was following her:

"I'll try this."

After half an hour.

fitting room.

Wei Xiaoxi took out the streamer, opened the trap, and enclosed a small area.

In the formation, the apricot-colored dress and hairband were turned into ashes bit by bit under Xiaoyou's licks, and then turned into nothingness bit by bit.

Wei Xiaoxi stared unblinkingly, feeling that something in her heart was turned into ashes along with her clothes.

Feeling more relaxed physically and mentally.

Wei Xiaoxi put away the streamer, pushed open the door of the fitting room, and walked towards the full-length mirror.

"Wow, girl, you are so beautiful. This dress suits you very well." The clerk's eyes were stunning and his words were exaggerated.

"Really? Thank you." Wei Xiaoxi glanced at her, smiled and thanked her, but walked straight towards the large full-length mirror without stopping.

In the mirror, a woman dressed in fiery red has a graceful figure, slender limbs, and is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Especially with those bright and moving facial features, there is a vigorous vitality in the publicity.

It's so dazzling that people can't take their eyes away.

The surrounding clerks and customers frequently looked at Wei Xiaoxi.

Someone asked the store clerk if he still had the same style of clothes.

Wei Xiaoxi ignored it.

She stared at herself in the mirror, always feeling that something was missing.

Staring into the mirror for a moment, she felt a little enlightened.

Clothes also need the right makeup to match.

Wei Xiaoxi took out the eyebrow pencil and lip balm from her storage ring, stepped forward in two steps, and moved closer to the full-length mirror.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I started to draw my eyebrows as if there was no one around.

This is not a rouge shop. Normal people would not put on makeup in front of everyone in a ready-to-wear shop.

The customers and store clerks around her looked at her again and again.

This time it was not because of her beauty, but because of her unusual behavior.

It's just that the full-length mirror is very big, and Wei Xiaoxi is standing in the corner putting on makeup, so it won't affect them trying on clothes and looking in the mirror, so no one will say anything about her.

As a monk, Wei Xiaoxi was sensitive to sight, so of course he felt it.

But she didn't care. She pretended not to notice. She carefully outlined one eyebrow and began to trace the other, slowly and unhurriedly.

It's like this is her back garden.

From now on, she will live for herself.

Your own feelings should take precedence over other people's feelings.

These passers-by are irrelevant.

Luo Xing stood not far away, his eyes focused on Wei Xiaoxi, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Why, he felt, Xiaoxi seemed to...have changed?

He could see that she was getting over her breakup.

but……

The temperament is indeed different from before.

From the freshness and cleanness of the past, to the present...

Free and uninhibited?

In fact, Wei Xiaoxi was not a step-by-step person in the past, but... it was indeed different.

Luo Xing couldn't tell exactly what it was. He walked to her side, looked at the girl who was smearing her face carelessly, and whispered:

"Xiao Xi, you are like this...it's pretty good."

"Really? I think so," Wei Xiaoxi said.

She had already traced the makeup on her face, stepped back slightly, and carefully looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

After a while, he walked back to the position next to Luo Xing, turned slightly sideways, grabbed the ends of his hair, mobilized his fire spiritual power, made his fingers hot, and started to perm the ends of his hair in front of the mirror.

After the fever, the ends were slightly curled, and Wei Xiaoxi tied the ends with a red hairband.

About the same as in the afternoon.

But the tail of the hair is slightly raised, which adds a sense of playfulness and sophistication.

Wei Xiaoxi turned around in the full-length mirror and was completely satisfied. Then she looked at Luo Xing with a smile and said with a smile:

"Let's go."

The girl has black hair and snow-skinned skin, bright teeth, red lips, and smart fox eyes with upturned tails, which makes people's hearts itch.

It's so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

Especially when her smiling eyebrows are dyed with warm yellow candlelight, she has a dreamy feeling that is about to draw away people's souls.

Luo Xing's heart beat like a drum, his eyes moved down, and a trace of shyness appeared on his face:

"it is good."

Not as depressed as when he went out, Wei Xiaoxi talked a lot more on the way back to Xiao Mo's Villa.

She talked about her experiences following the Venerable Zi Buyu in the First Continent in the past two years and some of her own insights into practice.

Luo Xing listened to her story with a smile, and while accommodating her cheerful pace, he looked at her from time to time.

Seeing that she seemed a little tired while talking, Luo Xing took out a glass of water from his storage bag and handed it to her:

"Moisten your throat."

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes fell on the white porcelain cup in his hand, but she didn't take it.

This is what he used to drink water on weekdays, and Wei Xiaoxi has seen it.

"Don't worry, my cups are all of the same style. I have prepared many. This one has never been used." Luo Xing said with a smile.

A lot equals two.

Wei Xiaoxi took it with a smile: "Thank you."

She drank in small sips, and the mouth of the white porcelain cup was stained with faint red marks.

It's her lipstick.

Luo Xing looked away and suddenly said:

"Xiao Xi, when you first entered Tai Chi Sect, you reserved a quota for joining the sect, right?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Give me this spot."

Wei Xiaoxi paused, moved the cup from his lips, and said in surprise:

"Why do you think so suddenly?"

Luo Xing stood still, turned to Wei Xiaoxi, stared at her with lowered eyes, and asked seriously:

"is it okay?"

Wei Xiaoxi also stopped and looked up at the young man in silver-gray robes in front of him, feeling complicated in his heart.

In fact, she heard the argument between him and He Lianjing outside the room in the afternoon.

Because she and Luo Xing lived together in Baicao Peak, her relationship with him was indeed closer than that of Xue Jin, Xiao Mo and the others.

Especially in life.

Therefore, Luo Xing cared more about her in daily life than the friends who didn't live together, and Wei Xiaoxi didn't feel much wrong.

The night she met Jiang Qianshu a few days ago, she vaguely realized Luo Xing's thoughts about her.

I heard it today and it’s confirmed.

Now, he wants to leave everything behind on Three Realms Island and chase himself to the First Continent...

She looked hesitant, and Luo Xing felt heavy in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, he said:

"Are you still thinking of leaving this spot to Jiang Qianshu?"

Wei Xiaoxi frowned: "No."

"Give it to me." Luo Xing said again.

His voice was low, with a hint of...power?

Wei Xiaoxi raised his head in surprise and met the eyes of the person in front of him.

The shy boy with big eyes and small mouth in my memory has now grown into a tall young man.

The once beautiful young lady's face now has a hint of toughness unique to men.

Wei Xiaoxi had to admit that her little friend... had grown into a man.