Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

After hearing this, Song Yubai clenched his hands tighter, and opened his lips slightly, as if to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

Xia Wuxin suddenly sighed, wiped her nose, took the dirty rag in her hand, placed it in front of her and observed it, and turned the subject away: "This is the legend, Hongjun ancestor's hand Here, the Pangu banners that can destroy the heavens and the earth?"

This rag was like a beggar pulled off from his body, and there was no sign of the artifact.

Song Yubai nodded lightly: "Yes, but the other half don't know where it is missing."

Xia Wuxin stared at the rag and thought for a while, and also didn't have a clue, then returned the Pangu banner to her, saying: "Don't worry, there must be another way."

Song Yubai gave a hum.

"Sang Yue said you were injured, are you still in serious trouble now?"

"No, it's just exhausted." Song Yubai replied.

The two face each other, and after a few conversations, they don't know what to say anymore, and the atmosphere is a bit rigid for a while.

In the end, Xia Wuxin finally broke the silence, Qiang Yan said with a smile: "Sir, I will send you back to the room to rest, and then have to go to the senior sister, she just helped me stop the heavenly soldiers, I don't know if I was injured."

Song Yubai looked at her eyes and wanted to speak, but Xia Wuxin didn't look at her for the first time, but looked at her toes, watching her nose and nose.

Finally, she nodded faintly.

Xia Wuxin Tengyun sent Song Yubai back to her residence, and hurriedly knocked on Su Xieyue's door. After seeing her intact figure, he was completely relieved, strode into the room and put the jade pot on the table. Pick it up and drink tea with your head up to the spout.

"Mr. Song found it?" Su Xieyue closed the door and asked when she turned around.

"Found it, was injured, and was taken back to the Palace of the Queen Mother by that Sang Yue." Xia Wuxin swallowed the water, wiped his mouth, and said dullly.

Su Xieyue saw that she was in a bad mood, so she didn't say any more, she only took out a handkerchief from her arms, handed it to Xia Wuxin, and reproached: "Look at you, you don't look like it at all."

"Is this look jealous?" she asked softly.

Xia Wuxin glanced at her quickly and mumbled: "What jealous, I blame her. I would rather be injured in a mortal body than tell me."

With a dejected look, she suddenly lay on the table, almost knocking the teapot over.

"Don't be stubborn, I watched you grow up, you know what you are thinking when you smile." Su Xieyue reached out and patted the top of her head, laughing helplessly, "You said you didn't like Mr. Song before, look. You do not like it at all."

"It's a pity that Falling Flowers is affectionate, and Flowing Water is unintentional." Xia Wuxin put his mouth in his sleeves and whispered.

"I am interested in Song Yubai. I have never seen a person like her, met so many bad people, suffered so much, and rejected others in appearance, but my heart is softer and kinder than most people." Xia Wuxin said, staring at the desktop, motionless.

"I always want to protect her, but until now, I still can't guess what she thinks. Sister, you often say that I am careless, as if there are no worries to keep in mind, but since I like Song Yubai, I always worry about gains and losses. , For fear that she doesn't like me at all, for fear that one day, she will whizz back to the heaven and never come down again."

Su Xieyue listened to her babbling, and there were fine and dense ripples in her heart. After a while, she said softly: "But you find the artifact for Mr. Song, don't you know in her heart that she will always return to the heavens? ?"

"That's two different things." Xia Wuxin raised her eyes, her eyes were dark and her mouth narrowed, "Senior Sister, I like her, but as soon as things happened today, I felt like a stone fell in my heart, and it was extremely uncomfortable."

"That Sang Yue is also annoying, every sentence pokes people's hearts, if it weren't for my low magic power, I really want to beat her!" Xia Wuxin looked angrily.

Su Xieyue didn't see her expression the most, she shook her head with a stern wrist, got up and embraced her shoulders, and patted gently.

"Well, I believe Mr. Song has her own reasons for doing this." She paused, as if she had made up her mind, and then continued, "According to my observations, she treats you very differently from others, and it is by no means without feelings. "

When Xia Wuxin heard her words, the light in her eyes immediately brightened up a little, and she looked up at her: "Senior Sister really thinks so?"

Su Xieyue smiled and nodded: "Remember when you were in Lin'an City that day, when you put the lights on, I was watching behind you, Mr. Song looked at your eyes, I can see clearly."

That kind of look was so familiar, she could see every time she looked at the bronze mirror when she wore hair for Xia Wuxin in the past.

Xia Wuxin retracted his gaze and looked at the transparent teapot in front of him. With a light push, there was a gurgling sound of water.

"Fine, talk about something else, you just got jealous because of Sang Yue, it is inevitable that you are unhappy." Su Xieyue curled her lips, then sat back in her seat, "After you leave, fortunately, the God of God came to help and stopped the heavenly soldier. Not to mention, it took me to escape the hunt."

"After the incident, I thanked her, but she said, because you are like an old friend, that's why you came to help." Su Xieyuedai frowned, "We just came to Kunlun Mountain that day, and she said so, so I Think, there must be something strange about this."

Old man? Xia Wuxin was taken aback, and recalled the day before yesterday, she did say such a sentence, but at that time she was anxious to find Song Yubai and didn't care.

"But I have stayed in Pingfeng Mountain since I was born, so how come I became an old friend with a **** from the heavens?" Xia Wuxin shook his head, "Maybe it just looks alike."

"But I always think she seems to know something, but when I asked, she turned and left, as if she hadn't heard. Wuxin, would she know your life experience?"

With this sentence, Xia Wuxin, who was already confused, had another clueless thing.

Song Yubai, her life experience, and only half of the magical artifacts left her head groggy, she simply lay on the Su Xie moon bed for a long time, and finally fell into a dream.

When I woke up, the sky was already filled with orange-red sunset clouds, reflecting the top of my head into a pale pink.

Xia Wuxin rubbed his eyes, yawned, rolled over and got out of bed, opened the window to feel the evening breeze, and asked, "Senior Sister, isn't the flat peach feast today? Why hasn't there been any movement until now."

Su Xieyue was sitting at the table making tea, she put down her teacup, and turned around and said: "I forgot to tell you that just a few immortals came and said some accidents. The flat peach that was originally used for banquets was stolen. Halfway there, so I had to postpone it."

"The flat peach was stolen?" Xia Wuxin looked surprised, "This is Kunlun Mountain, and there are celestial soldiers everywhere. Who would be so bold to steal flat peaches here?"

"I don't know, it is said that the Queen Mother is furious and has been called for a thorough investigation. The flat peaches are ripe for three thousand years. They are precious. There should be many people who want them. I don't know if they can get them back." Su Xieyue sighed, "But Yaochi There is a banquet next to me, do you want to go?"

Xia Wuxin shook her head. She suddenly remembered that she hadn't practiced for a long time since she left Pingfeng Mountain, so she wanted to take advantage of the divine light here to practice for a while, maybe she could make a breakthrough.

So she bid farewell to Su Xieyue, walked around the palace wall that turned into orange light in the sunset, and returned to her yard.

Kunlun Mountain is worthy of being the number one sacred mountain, but just as soon as she worked, she felt that the celestial power in her body was turbulent, rolling along the meridians. In a short period of time, she was already refreshed and refreshed. She only felt that her eyes were clear and her senses were clear. Gradually expand to the surroundings, perceiving the surrounding flowers and trees.

Before she knew it, it was getting late, and it was pitch black outside the window and in the house. Then she put away her celestial power and exhaled a long breath. When she got up, her body seemed to be free of impurities and became a lot lighter.

"If you practice here for a year, you will get twice the result with half the effort." Xia Wuxin whispered, and opened the door casually, wanting to breathe out, but he saw a white dress at a glance, and his heartbeat stopped for a few beats and almost screamed.

It wasn't until the cloud shoulders that turned white under the moonlight that he recognized the person, who was actually Song Yubai.

"Sir?" She whispered, and quickly ran down the steps, surprised. "It's so late, why don't you knock on the door."

After seeing Xia Wuxin, Song Yubai moved his eyes to his feet, and his tone didn't fluctuate.

Xia Wuxin saw that she was wearing thin clothes and was a little worried, so she reached out to embrace her. Unexpectedly, Song Yubai suddenly avoided. Xia Wuxin put a wooden basket in her hand and whispered: "It's late at night, I won't stay much, you Eat it while it's hot."

"I saw you didn't go to the dinner party, so I made some for you." She added, and then, as if she felt that she had added a little extra, her face was reddish.

"I'm leaving." She said lightly, then turned and walked away quickly, her skirt dragging behind her like a flowing moonlight.

Before Xia Wuxin could react, the figure was gone, her hand was still in the air, and she had to take it back.

Opening the box, I saw some congee and side dishes, not like the snacks made by the gods in the fairy palace, but like Song Yubai's own cooking.

It turns out that the dignified emperor also cooks? Xia Wuxin's heart was not clear until now, but at this time it suddenly swelled, a little ecstatic, and quickly ran back into the house with the basket in his hand.

At the same time, outside the courtyard, across a pool of red carp, Song Yubai was standing stiff with her back against a golden tree. She suddenly stretched out her hand and stroked her shoulders, smoothing the bulging clothes on her shoulders.

She just avoided, because Xia Wuxin knew that she was not passing by when she touched her cold clothes, but was standing in this courtyard for a full hour.

When the food she made halfway became cold, she ran back and made a new one.

After being in the world for a long time, I can do everything.

After a while, a nice, ethereal sigh sounded, and then, the thin and soft figure slowly left along the tall palace walls on both sides, the moonlight tilted, projecting her lone figure on the ground, gradually elongated.

The night in Kunlun Mountain was as quiet as usual, as was the early morning. The next morning, in a very magnificent courtyard, a huge boulder was standing and the clouds were steaming. Song Yubai had already got up and was sitting in the courtyard.

Two immortals stood at the door. Seeing her sitting for a long time, they looked at each other and said, "Emperor, now the weather is cold and the morning wind is bitter. Why don't you go in and sit in the house?"

Song Yubai was thinking about something, but when they called him, he came back to his senses: "No, I like the wind here."

"Also, I don't have to call my emperor in the future, just call it Miss Song."

"Yes, Miss Song." The two immortals replied obediently, and then pulled each other's hands. Every time Song Yubai looked up, they were full of surprises. They only felt that only such a face could be worthy of the identity of Goddess.

Even if there is no Xianli now, they still don't dare to defy with just one sentence.

Song Yubai looked at the distant horizon, watching a string of wild geese flying over there, and suddenly stretched out his hand, his jade finger gently raised in front of him, as if he wanted to catch them.

It is in vain.

She seemed to be waiting for something, but it was a pity that she never waited until the sun passed through the clouds and hung to the treetops, and the steep autumn breeze was warmer.

"Do you have any books here?" Song Yubai asked suddenly.

The immortal waiter thought for a while, and said timidly: "Miss Song, Kunlun Mountain, there are very few things in the world."

Song Yubai's eyes darkened, and he asked, "It's so late, still no one asks to see him?"

"No. Miss Song, you see that the sun is getting brighter and brighter. It's always a bad idea to get too much sun. Go back to the house." Immortal servant persuaded.

"It seems that she really doesn't want to come." Song Yubai suddenly said, his expression indifferent.

Immortal servant naturally didn't know what she was talking about, but after looking at each other, she was driven away.

"Go down, I'll be alone for a while," she said.

The hour of the day is not that long. For a person who has lived over a thousand years, it is just a momentary, but the day in front of him seems to have doubled several times, which is surprisingly long.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the birds flew several rows in succession.

Song Yubai had never waited for someone like this, looking forward to her coming, looking forward to her smile, looking forward to her taking her away from the boundless sadness and out of this small courtyard.

Yahuang Daze, she has long been tired of seeing it.

Unfortunately, until the sky was shrouded in darkness again, there was still only herself in the yard. Song Yubai suddenly felt a little sore in the eye sockets, so he hung his head slightly and rubbed gently with a few fingers.

Haoyue rises eastward, bypassing the twists and turns of the tall palace wall, Xia Wuxin is sitting cross-legged in the courtyard under the shining of the eaves moon pearl, thinking about something while cultivating.

Suddenly, there was a soft noise outside the door, as if something soft hit the wall, and the cranes next door screamed.

Xia Wuxin was awakened by the long sound, and Xianli immediately hovered back into her body. She almost got stuck in her throat in one breath, and hurriedly supported the jade table inlaid with gold and stood up sharply.

"Who?" She subconsciously said, and then she noticed the familiar breath, but this breath was not the same as usual.

Her heart sank and she hurriedly appeared outside the door, just when she saw someone slipping down the wall, she hurriedly shouted and stepped forward to support her.

The body in his hand was very soft and cold at the same time, and it was even more cold when he accidentally touched the exposed skin.

The man threw away the things in his hand, and suddenly pushed Xia Wuxin away, barely standing on his body, and standing with his hands behind. In the moonlight, her eyes were particularly bright, like non-adulterated colored glaze, reflecting the shadow of the moonlight.

"Song Yubai?" Xia Wuxin had never been so shocked. She leaned over and wiped the spilled water on the ground, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. It was Queen Mother of the West's jade liquid.

"How much did you drink?" She hurried forward, but was pushed away by Song Yubai.

"Drink." Song Yubai said coldly, her speech was calm, as if not affected at all, she even reached out to pin the messy hair behind her ears, but her brows and eyes were red, and her sandal lips were also full of water. It looks more attractive than usual.

Xia Wuxin forced her eyes away.

But when Song Yubai moved, she showed how drunk she was. She didn't go a long way, and stumbled onto the wall.

Xia Wuxin wanted to stop, but she was pushed away again, so Song Yubai slammed straight into the wall again after hearing a bang.

This voice made Xia Wuxin feel distressed, she was bitter about what she wanted to say, who knew Song Yubai's slender hand, blocked her words, and said indifferently.

So Xia Wuxin watched, Song Yubai aimed at the arch in front of him several times, and hit the root of the wall several times.

For the last time, Xia Wuxin couldn't stand it anymore, and she stood under the palace wall and used her body as a cushion, so Song Yubai slammed into her arms.

The woman's body was soft and soft, and it didn't hurt even if she hit it hard, but because the wind blew her hair, she scratched her cheeks.

The two were silent for a long time before Song Yubai said quietly, "Where is the door."

Xia Wuxin froze for a while, stretched out his hand and gently pushed her shoulder, pushing her under the arch.

Song Yubai exhaled and walked forward with his hands. Although his steps were a little messy, and although he had to turn around again after a short walk, he still found the door by himself, opened the door calmly, and sat at the table, pouring himself tea.

Xia Wuxin was confused. She didn't know what had happened to Song Yubai, so she didn't dare to approach him. She only dared to stand at the door of the room, snapped her fingers, and lit the candle in the room.

Under the dim light, Song Yubai didn't seem so indifferent. Her clothes were a little messy, her hair was a little messy, her cheeks were slightly red, and even the exposed jade-white wrists were slightly pink.

Song Yubai took a few breaths of the clear scent, and her eyes became clearer. She suddenly turned her head, her long eyelashes raised slightly, revealing the expression under her eyes, her eyes were wet, and the mist was filled with people.

The mist mixed with her own coldness, enough to make people scratch their hearts.

"Sir, you are drunk, I'll get you some sober soup." Xia Wuxin couldn't help covering his beating heart and whispered.

"I'm not drunk." Song Yubai said, raising his head to drink tea.

"There is no water in the pot." Xia Wuxin helplessly touched his hot cheeks, "I'm finished drinking..."

Song Yubai's movements stopped. She put down the tea cup softly, rubbed her forehead with a pair of bright white hands, and whispered, "No wonder."

"Are you hiding from me?" Song Yubai gave up drinking water, and suddenly spoke. His voice was still ethereal and nice, but the ending sound was a little hoarse.

This hoarse breath, like hooks, was densely tied to Xia Wuxin's body, crisp and numb, and then pulled towards Song Yubai.

Before Xia Wuxin could speak, Song Yubai stood up and Yabu walked towards Xia Wuxin. The scent of her body was mixed with the scent of alcohol, making people not drunk by themselves.

Xia Wuxin suddenly felt that her mind had begun to dizzy, and she watched Song Yubai walk up to her, looking at her indescribable and beautiful eyebrows, slowly zooming in.

Then, there was a chill from the wrist, and then the woman’s slippery skin, gently touching the package. Although Song Yubai just wanted to catch her, she was dizzy and unable to hold her firmly, so she became affectionate. Slowly rubbing.