Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Then this so-called transaction really exists.

250 I don’t know how Hua Xia did it, but seeing the Lord God being beaten made me even more curious about the mystery of the host’s identity. Where did the Lord God’s sister come from?

The evening breeze was cool, and the moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating the ground with a silvery white color.

Counting the time, Hua Xia stood up from the ground, brushed off the dust on her body, and then walked towards the entrance of the formation.

In the past, the teleportation array would change when a cultivator approached, but now it was pitch black and silent.

Hua Xia stretched out her hand and explored, then walked in as usual.

In the darkness, the two bracelets emitted a faint fluorescent light.

Hua Xia was standing outside the Wuchen Palace. She glanced at the bracelet, raised her hand, and her arm passed through the barrier unhindered.

I think this magic weapon can not only defend, but also penetrate most barriers, or even all of them.

I’m afraid there’s no other pair of such magical instruments in the world of cultivation.

The Wuchen Palace, which was somewhat popular when Hua Xia was still around, was now extremely silent. The light inside the palace was dim, and it was appropriate to describe it as dead.

Hua Xia looked around the hall. The white figure that she used to see in the main hall was now nowhere to be seen.

There was no one in the hall.

Hua Xia walked through the main hall to the courtyard on the back mountain of the main hall, and walked onto the grass. The further she walked, the full moon in the sky gradually became visible.

After walking dozens of steps, she saw someone sitting on the bench in the backyard where she usually lay.

Given the man's size, the bench was just a chair for him to lean back on, not a place for him to lie down completely.

At this time, his back was facing Hua Xia, with long black hair draped over his shoulders, just one centimeter away from touching the ground. His back looked familiar. The clothes draped on both sides of the chair were thin, made of white silk, with wide and spread sleeves.

Hua Xia took a step forward and confirmed, "Shen Changshu?"

It was visibly that the man who was called stiffened his back for a moment, then slowly turned around and spoke with the same extremely cold voice: "You shouldn't have come to Wuchen Palace today."

The voice was more serious than usual.

Hua Xia asked: "Why?"

"Is this the rule?"

Hua Xia intervened: "I have never followed the rules."

Shen Changshu choked, sighed slightly, raised his eyes to glance at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and after a long time, he closed his eyes and said no more.

Hua Xia didn't let him go, she walked closer and rocked the chair: "Shen Changshu, why are you sitting on my chair?"

Shen Changshu said nothing. His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his closed eyes under the moonlight.

There was silence for a long time. Shen Changshu felt something was wrong. When he was about to open his eyes, he felt a heat coming on his face. The light in front of him was blocked, and he heard another person's breathing in front of his nose.

Without opening his eyes, Shen Changshu knew that the person in front of him was very close to him, right in front of him, within a breath.

Hua Xia moved closer and took a closer look. Not only did the villain's white hair turn black, but he also became more... sensitive.

Perhaps it should be said that the emotional changes are more obvious.

Before today, although he still had the same expressionless handsome face, now I have an indescribable feeling.

It was as if compared to Shen Changshu, the ancestor of the cultivation world, Shen Changshu at this moment was more like a human being.

When she came here just now, she did not deliberately hide her tracks along the way, and there were noises when she walked. According to Shen Changshu's strength, he should not have waited until she got closer before noticing her arrival.

“Your eyelashes are so long.”

Shen Changshu's face was rosy, and the back of his ears felt a little hot. He ordered with a stiff expression: "Stay away from me!"

Hua Xia indeed stood far away, in front of Shen Changshu, with the moonlight behind her.

Shen Changshu breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and said with a serious expression, "You have no respect for your teacher."

Hua Xia didn't seem angry at all when she said this. She just looked at Song Ta with a smile, and the smile in her eyes was full of teasing.

Shen Changshu felt like he was on edge.

Looking up, he lost some momentum. Shen Changshu stood up and waved his sleeves, his expression serious: "It's not easy for your spiritual roots to repair the temple points on weekdays, but you don't know how to practice well. Now I give you a day off, what are you doing back now?"

Seeing that the person was still smiling and not talking, Shen Changshu tightened his hand in his sleeve slightly: "Still looking? Go back."

Hua Xia remained unmoved and said something that made Shen Changshu's heart skip a beat.

"You are a mortal now."

Shen Changshu's whole body froze for a moment. His hidden secret was discovered, but he did not show any panic. Instead, his expression was complicated, and Hua Xia could not understand the emotions in his eyes.

Shen Changshu didn't say anything. He sat back and closed his eyes. He felt cold all over. Just like his closed eyes, Shen Changshu was obviously isolating himself.

The events of the past are still vivid in his mind. Is the only change around him this time his fate of life and death?

[Host, what happened to the villain?] 250 saw something was wrong.

Hua Xia squatted down, put her elbows on the chair, and finally raised her hand to grab Shen Changshu's hand. The moment their skin touched, she felt a cool feeling.

"Master?"

Shen Changshu did not move. He felt the warmth on his hand continuously, and his nerves were uncontrollable as if he wanted to hold it back.

The girl's clear and smiling voice rang in his ears: "Shen Changshu? You don't have any cultivation?"

Yes, this is the reason why no one is allowed to approach Wuchen Peak during the Mid-Autumn Festival every day, and it is also Shen Changshu’s biggest secret.

In fact, Shen Changshu doesn’t care about this secret. Everything is developing along the established trajectory. The secret will eventually no longer be a secret. It’s just that Shen Changshu doesn’t want the people in front of him to know his vulnerability.

The person in front of me, the variable in front of me.

Shen Changshu opened his eyes and happened to meet Hua Xia's gaze. When their eyes met, Shen Changshu saw boundless calmness and a hint of comfort in them.

Two completely different emotions exist at the same time.

"You first..."

"No cultivation? That's great."

Great, what does that mean?

Shen Changshu frowned slightly, and the next second, he saw the girl in front of him stand up and support her hands on both sides of the bench. The two of them were very close to each other, which instantly made Shen Changshu fall silent.

Then, the girl's smile became cunning, and she formed a seal with her right hand in front of her body, muttering a spell. At the same time, the air became moist, and water elements gathered and lingered around her fingertips.

"you......"

Hua Xia grinned: "Master~ Since you have no spiritual power, let me show you the results of my practice in the past few months."

The art of water gathering is to gather all the water elements in the air. Those with strong abilities can even summon water elements from thousands of miles away.

However, it was obvious that the person in front of him had low spiritual power, and the water lingering in front of her was the result of her best efforts.

Hua Xia smiled and said, "Splash!"

The water that had just been swirling and gathering immediately splashed towards Shen Changshu. Most of the water bounced out from the robes and splashed all over Hua Xia herself.