Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

"Hey, Song Gongzi!" King Yama bit his face, who knows that Song Yubai didn't look back at all, holding Xia Wuxin's wrist with one hand, and stepping out the door.

Xia Wuxin was touched by her icy five fingers, and there was a ripple in her heart for no reason, and she had left the dim Fifth Hall in a daze, standing in the long cool breeze of the ghost world.

"them……"

"Don't look back." Song Yubai said softly, Xu was because the world was empty, her voice was much warmer than the coldness just now.

Xia Wuxin hurriedly closed her mouth and let Song Yubai hold her hands. A black whirlwind suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. After the world turned upside down for a while, a familiar mortal brick appeared under her feet.

The mortal world has entered the night, and a silver-white moon hung in the middle of the sky, shed a soft light.

Song Yubai's hand had been released for a long time, and was hidden in the big red sleeve again. She looked around and said, "You came alone."

Xia Wuxin nodded, and shook her head again: "I followed what Azui said before I came to you along the trail. Who knows that I happened to meet the senior sisters and senior brothers here to get rid of ghosts."

"Thank you," Song Yubai said softly.

Xia Wuxin was stunned. When Song Yubai thanked him so solemnly, she rarely appeared shy, and hurriedly pretended to be a Malaysian golden sword and waved her hand: "It's okay."

She was stubborn and self-willed in the eyes of outsiders, and she has never been thanked very often. Now she is a little flustered. She hurriedly looked around and saw that the originally empty streets were now even more empty, and Su Xieyue and the others did not know where they were going.

Presumably I was looking for her, Xia Wuxin secretly said.

"Senior Sister and the others must be in a hurry. Let's go back to Pingfeng Mountain first." Xia Wuxin said, and went to pull Song Yubai again, and was evaded by Song Yubai as she thought.

"I..." Song Yubai's beautiful face was hidden under his long hair, only a jade-like nose was exposed, and he couldn't see his emotions.

"Mr. again wants to say that he doesn't like contact with people, but didn't you also take me out and bring me out?" Xia Wuxin's head tilted, and he was in good measure.

"This is different. If I didn't pull you just now, I'm afraid you would be taken by those people." Song Yubai shook his head, was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Fine, you turn around."

"What..." Xia Wuxin muttered, but did so, turning around and looking at the long and narrow street in front of him, perhaps because of the dew, the bluestone bricks were like warm jade, smooth in the moonlight, reflecting the two figures.

The wrist was covered with coolness again, like melting ice water, gently wrapping Xia Wuxin's wrist, but Xia Wuxin felt hot.

"Let's go." Song Yubai pulled her wrist behind him and said, his voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still a lot more vivid than usual, perhaps because of the little helplessness.

"Good!" Xia Wuxin smiled, tapped his toes, and in a blink of an eye the clouds rose and rose below the full moon.

When the two returned to Pingfeng Mountain, the moon was already covered by clouds from nowhere, the ground was a little darker, and the mountains were full of disturbing cicadas. As soon as their feet hit the ground, Song Yubai took his hands back again.

The cool piece of skin was again covered by the heat of summer night, and Xia Wuxin felt a little unfinished.

"It's getting late, please tell your senior sister, then stop, the ghost world is not a good place to go." Song Yubai turned to leave, but was stopped by Xia Wuxin in a circle.

"Sir, you know, why do they think of me as a ghost, what else did King Yama say, and what is the harm?" Xia Wuxin asked sincerely, her black eyes widened.

Song Yubai looked at her for a moment, then looked away, looking towards the horizon, with an ethereal voice: "Some people are born disorderly, and they would have surpassed the fate register of those underworld."

"As for the scourge, I have never liked to listen to what those people say in high-sounding terms." Song Yubai said indifferently, and then walked sideways by Xia Wuxin's side and left slowly.

Xia Wuxin stood alone for a while, pondering what she said. When she raised her head again, the red figure was no longer there, leaving only the faint breath of Song Yubai's body.

"Song Yubai." Xia Wuxin read the last name carefully, then pursed his lips and smiled before turning to leave.

When she returned to the room, she ran into a little bald disciple who was guarding the door. The little disciple saw her and hurriedly jumped up and said, "Brother, you are here, Senior Sister Xieyue and Senior Brother are looking for you. I'm almost crazy, I almost broke into the underworld, and now I'm going to the heavens to find the master!"

When Xia Wuxin heard the words, she felt guilty, and turned her head hurriedly to stop Su Xieyue, but once again collided with Su Xieyue who had fallen from the sky.

"Wuxin!" Su Xieyue grabbed her hands, her pretty face was already full of tears and tears, like a pear blossom in the rain. Now that she saw Xia Wuxin, she quickly closed her eyes and sighed.

"Where have you been, are you hurt?" Su Xieyue put a pair of Softi on Xia Wuxin's forehead, her palms were very warm, making people put down tired.

"No." Xia Wuxin patted her chest and smiled, "I am so clever. Those blind ghosts should be injured."

Yan Qiao also fell, with a wind and frost, he saw Xia Wuxin standing intact, and he was also relieved.

"We received your news and we came back halfway. It's fine. If something goes wrong, I'm going to upset the underworld." Looking at the warm and moist Yan Bridge on weekdays, I now speak harshly. Then, it was actually very harsh.

Xia Wuxin couldn't help smiling when she heard the words, but her heart was soft.

Xia Chunqiu disciplined her strictly, but fortunately the brothers and sisters had tolerated her since she was a child, and treated her like a urchin, so that no one would dare to deceive her everywhere, and she became so temperamental.

"Mr. Song is saved?" Yan Qiao asked again.

"That's natural, it's natural if I'm on the move..." Xia Wuxin was halfway talking, but Su Xieyue covered her mouth and pushed her into the house.

"Fine, what else do you do besides causing trouble." Su Xieyue smiled with tears, and took her hand tightly, "Come on, let me see if the stale air enters your body."

The breeze blew, and the moonlight shone again, covering the always comfortable Pingfeng Mountain, making it warmer and quieter. After the Yin Soldiers borrowed the way, all the chaotic ghosts were taken back to the ghost world, and the world was temporarily clean.

For a few days, Xia Wuxin got up early in the morning and went to listen to Song Yubai’s lectures. After he was over, he hurried to daily practice. He stopped taking a nap while attending the lectures. Although Song Yubai couldn’t understand, he couldn’t say anything. I can ignore the look in her eyes.

And Xia Wuxin didn’t know why she wanted to do this. Although Song Yubai read those sour articles as usual, she was still dressed in white, her hair was meticulously coiled, and staid and boring, but in her eyes, she always remembered that she hugged him. The moment of familiarity and palpitations when full of arms.

And when she lowered her head to speak in her ear, the faint fragrance was faint.

Xia Wuxin wanted to find out where this familiarity came from.

On this day, Xia Wuxin ate breakfast in Su Xieyue's house, put on his coat, and after returning a few words of concern from a distance, hurriedly ran to the bamboo house where he was teaching.

The sugar shortbread that Su Xieyue specially made for her was so delicious, she almost missed the hour after only a few more bites.

All the way to the bamboo house, she saw that there was no figure of Song Yubai in the house. Then she exhaled and ran into the bamboo house and took a seat in the front row.

A sensation of thorns suddenly came from behind, as if someone was staring closely. Xia Wuxin looked back and met Xia Zheng. The latter immediately moved his eyes away and looked down at the scroll.

After this person was bitterly beaten by Xia Chunqiu, there has been no news for a long time. Xia Wuxin was still in a daze when she saw him today, but she didn't care anymore, just stared at it, and turned her head back.

But today there are some exceptions. At this hour, Song Yubai has been standing in front of the stage and waiting for a long time, but now the disciples are already there, but the slender figure is still missing.

Some worries faintly appeared in Xia Wuxin's heart.

The other disciples were obviously at a loss. The room gradually became noisy, making people's ears dizzy. After a while, the bald disciple that I saw last time ran in, his head shone in the sun.

"Senior brothers and sisters, my husband has something to do today, so the lectures are suspended." He whispered.

The rest of the disciples all cheered and stood up. After a while, they ran away, only Xia Wuxin was still sitting in place, looking at the little bald head, as if thinking about something.

The little bald head was frightened by Xia Wuxin, turned around and wanted to slip, but Xia Wuxin stood up and stopped.

"Little Junior Brother." Xia Wuxin said with a smile.

The little bald head staggered, then turned his head with a smile, but his eyes didn't dare to look at Xia Wuxin, as if he was very scared.

Most of the young disciples in the door were a little afraid of Xia Wuxin, and Xia Wuxin didn't take it seriously. He walked two steps forward and squatted down and asked, "Do you know where Mr. Song has gone? Why did you temporarily cancel the class?"

"Brother back, I..." The little bald head hesitated, unable to tell why.

Xia Wuxin was a little impatient. She stared at her and started rolling up her sleeves, revealing her smooth arms. When the little bald saw her fist, she was so scared that she covered her head and said, "I said, I said, there is a beauty sister in Zhao Yaoshan who is learning the fairy law. , Told Master that he only knew Mr. Song, and that Mr. Song must take her to play."