Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

"Here, sir!" Azui hurried in from the door. Seeing that Song Yubai's face was completely bloodless, she thought it was Xia Wuxin who did something, and stretched out her hand to pull her, pulling her shoulders crooked. People slanted.

And Xia Wuxin was still immersed in her dream, and she didn't understand what was going on. She staggered to follow Azui out of the house, and then only heard a bang, and the door closed in front of her.

"What's wrong..." Xia Wuxin stared at the door in front of him.

Didn't she just steal a lazy dream, so why?

Xia Wuxin turned around, was excited by the cool evening breeze, and his mind became clear. Perhaps because of the smell of fragrance, the dream she had just had was extremely long and true.

After causing the eyes to open, it still feels like a lifetime.

The beauty in the dream was as soft as boneless, leaning against her arms, crying and wet her whole body.

There are clouds and mist all around in the dream, and the clouds are steaming with Xiawei in the distance, unlike the world.

She felt wronged for the beauty, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move. The divine consciousness seemed to be sealed in a hard barrier. Except for the soul, there was a dead silence.

This feeling is desperate.

What makes her even more puzzled is that the beauty that appeared in her dreams many times is really exactly the same as Song Yubai. I didn't think it before, but it is no coincidence that I think about it now.

Xia Wuxin looked at the brass door lock in front of her, her eyes gradually deepening, she must figure out what was going on.

Inside the door, Song Yubai was sitting down at the low table, his thin white hand knocking on the table unconsciously, his thoughts seemed to be a mess, and he couldn't solve it anyway.

Xia Wuxin, how could she call her former name?

Is it possible, what did she know?

"Sir..." Azui stirred his fingers on the side, and said worriedly.

"Nothing." Song Yubai shook her head and got up slowly. After hearing the name Yuheng, the memories of the past suddenly flooded into her mind, making her a little overwhelmed.

Whether Xia Wuxin knew it or not, she just wanted to stay away from these things.

"I'm going to rest, don't need to call me." Song Yubai walked to the next door, and when he crossed the threshold, he suddenly spoke again, his voice indifferent.

"From now on, don't let her get closer here."

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After that day, Xia Wuxin hadn't seen Song Yubai for a while, and she ran to Song Yubai's residence several times, all of which were closed doors.

And the little girl, Azui, seemed to be very dissatisfied with her, always showing no good face.

The more times she got angry, she didn't want to go again after scolding Azui.

Moreover, as the day of Shi Gu was getting closer and closer, everyone in the mountain suddenly became busy. In addition to practicing daily, they were often sent down the mountain to deal with the evil spirits.

For some reason, compared with previous years, there were so many ghosts and ghosts that caused chaos this year, which caused panic among the people under the mountain. Xia Chunqiu also handed immortal stickers to the prefecture for this, but the effect was minimal.

However, at the same time, coming with Shi Gu's Day, there is still a three-year period of a magic seeker.

For cultivators, especially Sanxian, being able to obtain a magic weapon of their own is a great way to help their cultivation. It is said that some people have obtained a top-grade magic weapon by fate. Shangxian.

But this Dharma-seeking device is also fate. Some people get good things once, and some people don't get it every time, and people who don't get it usually won't be diligent in their cultivation.

Therefore, it is extremely important to be able to obtain a magic weapon.

Since the incident of Ten Thousand Demon Valley, Xia Wuxin has been more concerned about cultivation. She knew that she was just a straw bag relying on her father in the eyes of others, so she was very eager for a magic weapon that could improve her cultivation.

Moreover, she didn't want to be looked down upon by Xia Chunqiu.

The day before seeking the magic weapon, she tossed and turned on the couch all night. She fell asleep only after the dawn. Within half an hour, she woke up again, put on a light blue robe, and strode out the door with her package on her back.

Today's sky is a bit darker than yesterday, as if ink was spilled, and there was no light.

Xia Wuxin took a few deep breaths, feeling that the air was sticky and sultry, why it was uneasy. She simply took off her coat and held it in her hand, and strode down the mountain.

Someone was waiting at the foot of the mountain, and when he saw her, he smiled and beckoned.

"Senior Sister Xieyue!" Xia Wuxin said in surprise, leaping over a few steps, smiling so that a line of white teeth was revealed, "Why are you here?"

Su Xieyue straightened her messy hair and said softly, "I'm not afraid that you have no experience."

"Okay, come here." Su Xieyue gently pulled her to the side, and Xia Wuxin saw a lot of people already standing beside him, besides Wei Yili, there were some familiar faces.

Among them was Xia Zheng, who was squinting at this time, staring at Xia Wuxin and Su Xieyue.

Xia Wuxin was not to be outdone, and stared back fiercely.

"How long will you have to wait?" Xia Zheng suddenly said, with an impatient tone.

"No need to wait, Master and Mr. Song have already gone to Zhangyao Mountain in advance, let's leave." Su Xieyue did not care about his tone, and said softly.

Xia Wuxin was very surprised when she heard this. She grabbed Su Xieyue and whispered: "Song Yubai has no immortal power, what is she going to do?"

Su Xieyue gently shook her head, and her teeth bit her thin pink lips: "I don't know it, it seems to be the master's idea."

Her father's idea? Xia Wuxin unknowingly squeezed the corners of her clothes, what secret was hiding in Song Yubai's body?

Although Zhaoyao Mountain is far away, it didn’t take a long time for a few people to climb the clouds and drive the fog. However, after a long time I saw the Zhangyao Mountain in a sea of ​​clouds. The mountain looked much higher than the Pingfeng Mountain. It was foggy, as if floating in the air.

Several disciples behind him exclaimed at the same time.

Wei Yili on the side touched Xia Wuxin and said, "Senior Sister's magic weapon is a folding fan. Although it is not commonly used, it is also a good thing. What about you, what do you want to get?"

Xia Wuxin thought for a while, and just about to speak, suddenly heard a sneer behind him: "It's up to you, I'm afraid that in the end, I won't get anything."

Anger surged in Xia Wuxin's heart. She looked at Xia Zheng and raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you so sure that you can't get anything?"

"I'm sure, the straw bag will always be the straw bag." Xia Zheng smiled at Xia Wuxin, full of malice, "You don't believe it?"

Xia Wuxin clenched his fists secretly, looking at him with such a sense of ambition.

"Then let's make a bet. After we get the magic weapon, we will use our own magic weapon to chop the boulder. If you can cut it down, you will win. "Xia Zheng tilted his neck and raised his eyebrows.

Xia Wuxin looked up and glanced at the huge boulder he was talking about. As expected, the stone was as big as a hill, and it would be impossible to shake without a magic weapon.

"Don't be fooled by him." Wei Yili frowned and patted Xia Wuxin on the shoulder.

"How courageous." Xia Zheng said, and then suddenly approached, "In this way, if you win, then I will bow to Su Xieyue in public and apologize in public. As for Song Yubai, I also apologize in public, how? "

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin turned to face Xia Zheng, reached out and touched Zhang Xianqi, pressing Xia Zheng's chest.

"Okay." She raised her eyebrows and smiled.