Head Rabbit

"Master." Seeing Ling Xiao, the ten elders saluted in unison and shouted.

"You don't need to be polite to the uncles, please come inside." Ling Xiao's attitude towards the uncles is still relatively good, and he will not be so defiant and ignore them.

Elder Shen Yan and other elders followed Ling Xiao into Qingyu Hall, and they saw Song Qingyu sitting on the wooden corridor at first sight, but what was more surprised than seeing Song Qingyu was the baby in his arms.

"Sect Leader, this kid?" Elder Shen Yan was a little surprised.

"Master, he is the Qinglian in this pond." Ling Xiao pointed to the Qinglian in the pond and said, with a little warmth.

"I never thought that this Qinglian would actually transform into form." Elder Shen Yan smiled, with surprise in his eyes, he always felt that Qinglian had spiritual energy, and now that it has transformed, there is a feeling that it is indeed so.

"Second Junior Brother." Seeing Elder Shen Yan looking at him with a smile, Qing Lian also raised her head to look at him, showing a big smile, and sweetly called Second Junior Brother.

Elder Shen Yan's complexion was not very good because of the true sound of the voice, of course, it was not for Xiao Qinglian's face, but because he thought of that unscrupulous elder brother.

"Qinglian, don't bark, call Master Uncle." Ling Xiao walked to Song Qingyu's side, helped him up, stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Qinglian's head and said.

"Master Uncle?" Xiao Qinglian scratched her head, she clearly remembered that the previous master called this person Second Junior Brother.

"Yes, Master Uncle." Daoist Shen Yan walked in, looked at Xiao Qinglian and said, unexpectedly, he still remembered how his brother called him that way, and he should remember more after thinking about it, and he needs to find out the secret of his brother when he has a chance.

Master Shenyan smiled very gently, Xiao Qinglian still liked him very much, and called him Master Uncle again, but calling Master Uncle is not acceptable, because there are ten elders here.

Because of Xiao Qinglian's episode, the mood of the elders calmed down a lot, not as fluctuating as it was at the beginning.

The ten elders surrounded Ling Xiao and Song Qingyu. It didn't look like they were here to question the crime, but it felt like a tea party. Thinking of this, Song Qingyu's uneasy heart relaxed a little, although he said I don't care what other people think, but I still have some worries in my heart. Even if Ling Xiao is the head of the Lingyun Sect, he can't do anything wrong, just like Father Song in the previous life, even the head of the family couldn't decide his own marriage contract.

But Song Qingyu doesn't need to worry about this. Even if the elders disagree, or the whole world disagrees, he will not let go of Song Qingyu. How can someone who has been hurt once hurt him a second time, unless he really doesn't love him anymore? him.

It's a pity that at this moment Ling Xiao is very clear in his heart, he loves Song Qingyu, loves him very much, loves him very much, and it is more important than his life, even if he dies, he will not let go of that person's hand.

"Uncles, I don't know why you came to see me." Ling Xiao looked at Elder Shen Yan and asked them with a glance. Under the overlapping long sleeves, a big hand held a small hand.

"Nephew Master, Junior Brother Shenju sent a letter saying that you have a partner. We just want to see what kind of person can make Nephew Master fall in love with you. Looking at it now, it's really good. Low, but the breath on his body is clean, he is pure and good, as long as you like it, we will not object." Zhenyan looked at Ling Xiao and Song Qingyu and smiled.

"Thank you, uncle." Ling Xiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Master Shenyan would not object at all, and they would be as dissatisfied with Song Qingyu as Uncle Shenju. If he had known, he would have brought Song Qingyu to visit them as soon as he came back. You can also receive gifts.

"Don't be surprised, Master Nephew. Although your master has run away, he left a message. As long as it is what you like and is harmless to Lingyun Sect, we have no objection. It is up to you." Elder Shen Yan looked surprised Ling Xiao smiled, it's rare to see that the master nephew is not cold-faced.

Hearing the words of Master Shenyan, Ling Xiao was a little grateful. Although the master was always unreliable on the surface, he was actually quite reliable.

"However, since you believe that this kid is your partner, then you need to give him a status, so as not to add unnecessary trouble. You also know how popular you are." Shenkong said.

"Naturally, this matter will trouble a few uncles." Ling Xiao looked at Shenkong real person and said.

"After three months, the eighth day of the eighth month will be a very good day. Let's hold a double cultivation ceremony for you on that day, brother, what do you think?" Master Shen Kong said after thinking about it.

"Okay, what do you think, nephew and master?" Master Shen Yan nodded, then looked at Ling Xiao and asked.

"Ling Xiao thanked the uncles." The corners of their lips curled up, showing a faint smile, which flattered the elders. After all, they seldom or never saw Ling Xiao smile, even if they became a hundred years ago. Cultivator Yuanying, if ordinary people are not ecstatic, they will laugh happily, but he is indifferent, and he is colder than before the birth of the baby, so seeing Ling Xiao smile, even if it is a very shallow smile, it makes a few people laugh. The elders were flattered.

As for Song Qingyu, he wasn't too surprised. After all, Ling Xiao laughed a lot in front of him, so he wasn't surprised.

Because the elders didn't embarrass Song Qingyu, Ling Xiao was in a good mood, and took out his master's treasured tea to share with the uncles.

Wu tea is a special kind of tea, it will disappear without a trace when touched by hot water, so it is named Wu, which means it cannot be seen, but the taste can be tasted, it is incomparably fragrant and full of aura. I like it, but it's a pity that the collection is too small, and I can't bear to drink it, and Ling Xiao took out more than they combined, and the elders murmured in their hearts. The senior brother really hid it for himself, saying that if he didn't have it, he left it to his own apprentice. Fortunately, the master and nephew are filial.

Master Shen Si also felt that it was wrong for him to be sneaky, so in order to make up for his apprentice, let his apprentice willingly become the head, and left a lot of his private possessions, but in fact even if he didn't keep it, Ling Xiao would not resist, because that It is the master's order, and he will not disobey.

"The elders are very talkative." Song Qingyu said after the elders had left.

"The uncles have treated me very well, and they will naturally like what I like." Ling Xiao nodded and smiled.

"Oh." Song Qingyu responded, wanting to say that Elder Shenju didn't like him, but he didn't say it.

In fact, it’s not that Elder Shenju doesn’t like Song Qingyu, it’s just that he doesn’t like him being Ling Xiao’s partner. Elder Shenju thinks that his master and nephew deserve the company of the best people, and a little rabbit demon is not worthy of the leader. Nephew, after all, Shen Ju really cares about Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao seemed to see what Song Qingyu was thinking, grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Shenju has that temperament, you don't have to mind too much, he won't say anything more when your cultivation base is high."

"Understood." Song Qingyu said with a faint smile, not particularly happy.

"I'm a little tired." Song Qingyu looked up at Ling Xiao and said.

"Then let's go to rest." Ling Xiao said, and helped Song Qingyu to the bedroom in the apse, which he specially arranged for Song Qingyu. Some of the scenery was Song Qingyu's favorite blue and purple, which looked very dreamy .

It is very similar to Song Qingyu's original room, but it is much more advanced. After all, there are all kinds of treasures in this world of cultivating immortals.

After Song Qingyu lay down, Ling Xiao didn't lie down with him, but sat on the edge of the bed and watched him fall asleep, and then went out with Xiao Qinglian who was still lying in Song Qingyu's arms.

"Why can't I sleep with my mother." Xiao Qinglian pouted a little dissatisfied.

"Because I have something to tell you." Ling Xiao stroked Xiao Qinglian's not too long hair and said.

"Then what does daddy want to tell me?" Xiao Qinglian looked up at Ling Xiao and asked suspiciously, not knowing what she wanted to say.

Afraid of patting Xiao Qinglian's head, Ling Xiao carried her into the courtyard and put her on the white jade table. When a gust of wind blew, the pond was full of lotus fragrance, which made people feel very comfortable, and Xiao Qinglian liked it even more. Standing up, it turned into a green light, and fell into the lotus pond.

Ling Xiao looked at Qinglian who bloomed in an instant, his eyes were full of tenderness, he already liked this little thing, but now Qingyu liked it even more, and this little thing knew how to please people, right, this made He is very satisfied.

Since he was his "son", he naturally wanted to give him a serious status, but before he spoke, the little guy was attracted by Lianxiang and kept him aside.

At this moment, Song Qingyu, who was already asleep, dreamed back to the past, and the scene before his death reappeared, but this time his soul did not dissipate, and then he followed Lin Xiao all the time, watching Lin Xiao die in front of him. Everything that happened afterwards, so Ling Xiao must have lied, but there was one thing he didn't lie, he really loved him, otherwise he wouldn't lose his vitality after his death and let others slaughter him.

Even though there was deception, Song Qingyu still felt at ease, at least it was not a lie that he loved him, and for this alone, he could forgive his other lies.

Lin Xiao's death surprised Song Qingyu. Song Qingyu reached out and touched the corner of his eyes. As expected, he was in tears. After all, he was still in love.

Ling Xiao didn't know that the lies he told had been exposed, and he was still thinking about the beauty of the family of three.

"Brother Ling Xiao." Song Qingyu called out looking at the man in the courtyard with long hair in a fancy dress.

"Yu'er." Ling Xiao turned his head in surprise, looking at Song Qingyu with tears in his eyes, a little at a loss, why he was crying, and walked to the side in a hurry, wiping Song Qingyu's tears.

"Brother Ling Xiao." Song Qingyu threw herself into Ling Xiao's arms and cried hard, crying out all the grievances in the previous life.

After crying, the grievance in Song Qingyu's heart was finally gone.

"Why are you crying and having a nightmare?" Ling Xiao looked at Song Qingyu and asked with concern.

"En." Song Qingyu nodded, and didn't say what dream he had. Even if Ling Xiao asked, Song Qingyu didn't tell Ling Xiao that he already knew the truth, so just pretend he didn't know.

The wind blows, the ink hair is entangled, and the white yarn is flying.