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Xiao Suji held his chopsticks in his mouth, tilted his head and said to Han Jingzhi: "What do you think Master thinks?"

Han Jingzhi played with Xiao Suji's hair lazily, squinting his eyes to cover the dazzling sunlight: "I don't know."

"I actually think Master will forgive him." Xiao Suji spat out the chopsticks and sat on Han Jingzhi's lap.

"It stands to reason..." Han Jingzhi hesitated.

Xiao Suji immediately interrupted him: "There's nothing logical about emotional matters, and it's not about going to court to go to court."

Han Jing smiled, and arrogantly took Xiao Suji into his arms: "When did the emperor become so enlightened? Did you study secretly?"

Xiao Suji shook his head casually, and said quietly: "Because I remembered who ruined my martial arts."

Han Jingzhi's arm stiffened for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded away. The memory of the emperor began to recover again, like opening a gap in the canal. One day, sooner or later, all the memories will be completely and continuously restored. good and bad.

"Who?"

"It's the queen mother." Xiao Suji pointed to his wrist, "Here, she inserted a knife in and bled a lot, and my fingers gradually lost feeling." He pointed to his ankle again, "And here , She broke it." He patted his chest again: "Give me a slap at the end, and I passed out."

Han Jingzhi felt as if he was in that scene, watching Xiao Suji's martial arts being cruelly abolished.

"I also think it's impossible. I don't really have any impression of my mother. She hasn't been close to me since childhood, but it's my mother who abolished my martial arts. She seems very angry. She asked me why I learned that kind of evil martial arts. It hurts me." I can't speak." Xiao Suji pouted, obviously recalling this past still made him feel uncomfortable.

Han Jingzhi pressed against Xiao Suji's cold face, rubbed his already healed wrist, and murmured: "I will make all those who failed you pay the price." Even the Queen Mother is no exception.

Xiao Suji desperately searched for the memories in his mind: "Then who did I learn martial arts from?"

There were heavy footsteps in the distance, creaking on the snow, and the thin robe of the Arctic Immortal was dragged on the ground, as if fused with the snow, followed by the silent Taoist Tianji, who experienced a life-and-death struggle Afterwards, he looked much calmer, but he hadn't dyed his hair for a few days, and the roots of his hair turned black.

"You, follow me to the secret room." The Arctic Immortal pointed at Xiao Suji.

Taoist Tianji taunted behind him: "He is the emperor, why don't you kneel down and kowtow?"

The Arctic Immortal sneered: "I'm still your master. I'll be a teacher for a day and a father for life. Do you also call me daddy?"

Taoist Tianji raised his eyebrows, and with a flick of his wrist, the folding fan was about to strike again.

The Immortal of the North Pole pushed with his palm, breaking Taoist Tianji's strength: "You just like to be stubborn with me."

Taoist Tianji gritted his teeth, and then slowly retracted his hand.

Xiao Suji sat on Han Jingzhi's lap and watched obediently. When the atmosphere between the two became natural, he patted his buttocks and stood up.

"What did Master promise him?"

Taoist Tianji looked up at the sky: "It's nothing."

The Arctic fairy let out a low laugh.

Han Jingzhi frowned, always feeling that Nie Qing was complacent and his master was at a disadvantage.

"I will feel guilty." Xiao Suji sighed unbearably, took out the cream from his bosom, looked carefully and handed it back to Taoist Tianji: "This is the useless bottle, master should keep it."

Taoist Tianji felt as if he had encountered a scorpion, and threw his hands far away: "It's not necessary to be a teacher."

The Arctic Immortal narrowed his eyes to look at the familiar small bottle, and murmured, "Did you give them away?"

Taoist Tianji sneered: "Is it up to you, I can give it to whoever I want!"

The Arctic Immortal looked at Han Jingzhi and Xiao Suji again, sized them up repeatedly, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you doing with this thing?"

There was an eerie silence.

Xiao Suji lowered his head shyly.

The corner of Han Jingzhi's mouth twitched, wondering if he had a crazy fight with the Arctic fairy.

In the end, Taoist Tianji couldn't bear it any longer, pointed his folding fan at the back of the Fairy of the North Pole and said, "Dirty!"

The Arctic fairy turned his head and gave him a deep look.

Taoist Tianji snorted coldly: "You don't know what you gave me!"

The Arctic fairy Youyou took out a bottle of cream from his arms, a fine white porcelain bottle with a milky frosted mouth, he pulled off the lid and poured it into his mouth.

"This is the nectar of Arctic snow lotus. It relaxes tendons, activates blood and prolongs life. It clears up stagnation in your chest and cures old diseases. What do you think it is?"

Xiao Suji: "..." blinded my ears.

Han Jingzhi: "..." Some want to sever the master-student relationship.

Taoist Tianji blushed suddenly, pointed at the Beiji Xianweng's face that seemed to be smiling but not a smile, and reprimanded: "At the beginning... At the beginning you..."

The Arctic fairy shook the porcelain bottle in his hand, and said leisurely: "I just use it casually, do I still carry that kind of thing with me every day?" After that, he looked at Taoist Tianji meaningfully, as if recalling Recalling all the things that happened at the beginning, he couldn't help evoking a slight smile.

"Fuck you!" Taoist Tianji has been extremely irritable recently, and he is about to fight desperately with the Arctic fairy.

The Fairy of the North Pole dodged and said quietly: "So you always thought... oh, it seems that I really don't have much image in your heart."

The author has something to say: It's a bit short... because I really want to stop at the embarrassing place where the immortals are confused...