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"Hey, it's okay, maybe the old man has only been out here for many years, and there is no magic weapon suitable for your son. It may be a chance in the future, and maybe he can find a better one!" Jiguang Shenjun stroked his beard and laughed a few times.

"It made the god laugh." Xia Chunqiu also said with his mouth bent, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Xia Wuxin was still standing where she was, when Lord Jiguang passed by her, patted her on the shoulder, and strode away.

After some time, the people in the hall were almost dispersed, only a few people stood aside, a warm hand gently touched her palm, and said softly, "Wuxin..."

Su Xieyue paused, she didn't know what to say, but seeing Xia Wuxin's frustrated appearance, she also felt uncomfortable.

"Look, Lord Jiguang also said, maybe there is no magic weapon suitable for you..."

"It's just words of comfort, he himself wouldn't believe it." Xia Wuxin said suddenly, she resisted the disappointment in her heart, and licked the corners of her lips at Su Xieyue.

There was a commotion, several people came this way, the leader was Xia Zheng, he held the silver fork of the East China Sea in front of his chest as if showing off, laughed loudly, and said something to Liang Lu.

Then he approached Xia Wuxin, and changed the subject: "Hey, isn't this the young master of Pingfeng Mountain? Why is his usual arrogance gone?"

Xia Wuxin silently clenched her hands tightly after hearing his humble tone.

"Don't be complacent!" Xia Wuxin clenched her teeth and said.

"Of course I'm very proud of it. After all, this magic weapon came from the East China Sea. I tried it just now. It's so powerful that it won't be a problem to split that boulder."

"Oh yes, don't forget our bet, remember to take your magic weapon, if you lose, I will tell you to call yourself a useless idiot in front of everyone!" Xia Zheng laughed loudly, his eyes were on She twirled her empty hands and smiled triumphantly.

Su Xieyue at the side couldn't bear to watch anymore, she raised her eyebrows and reprimanded: "Xia Zheng, that's enough!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Zheng didn't listen to her at all, instead he glanced at her, smiled all over his face, and glibly said: "Senior sister, when the time comes, I'll let you see how weak this idiot is, so you can know mine."

"You!" Su Xieyue said angrily, but she had a gentle temper, she was speechless for a while, her eyes were red with anger.

Xia Wuxin felt dizzy at the moment, the loss just now hadn't eased, and she was dazzled by anger again, her eyes became ruthless for a moment, and there was a murderous aura like murderous intent.

At this time, someone suddenly spoke from the side, with a flat and indifferent tone, but broke the tense atmosphere.

"Xia Wuxin." The man said flatly, his voice was light but cold.

Xia Wuxin's heart trembled, she looked up, and saw Song Yubai standing behind her at some point, looking at her with a pair of glazed eyes, and after meeting her gaze, she slowly looked away.

"Come with me," she said.

She didn't want to have any more contact with Xia Wuxin, but when she thought of Xia Chunqiu's entrustment, she couldn't leave alone.

Xia Wuxin was already completely frustrated. This sense of disappointment was like a burning fire, which made her whole chest burn and uncomfortable. This was not a small blow to her who was always quite confident.

So when she looked into Song Yubai's eyes, she almost blurred her vision, then bowed her head and hummed, and followed her silently.

At this moment, she was somewhat grateful to Song Yubai, at least for taking her out of the sad place.

Xia Zheng didn't know what was being said behind him, and Xia Wuxin didn't want to listen to it at all.

Why, everyone has magical artifacts, but she doesn't. Could it be that she is so talented that she can't even look down on an ordinary magical artifact?

Xia Wuxin usually thought that if she could obtain some top grade, she would be able to practice hard, and maybe she could really ascend to the immortal, so that she could really feel proud.

Especially in front of Xia Chunqiu.

But today's basin of cold water drenched her completely.

She lowered her head all the way, only her toes were in her eyes, one front and one back, one front and one back.

After walking for some time, the hem of another person's clothes suddenly appeared in his eyes. Xia Wuxin stopped quickly, but still bumped into Song Yubai's back, rubbing her face against her hair, and the faint fragrance lingered.

She took two steps back in a daze, and continued to bow her head without saying a word.

Song Yubai was bumped by her, and wanted to turn around and blame him, but after seeing Xia Wuxin's rare and lonely expression, he suddenly became speechless.

She paused for a while, then shook her head and said, "Come in."

She didn't know where to take her, so she could only let her into her own room again.

The furnishings in the room have not changed, everything is as it was in the morning, but Xia Wuxin's mood has dropped to the bottom, she thanked in a low voice, walked back to the beauty's bed, and sat down.

There was silence in the room.

Xia Wuxin knew that she had always been big-hearted, and had never felt sad after being beaten so many times, but this time, she really felt what it meant to be frustrated.

And Song Yubai's place also seemed to have a sense of peace of mind, which made her eyes blush.

Song Yubai stood with his hands behind his back, standing by the window, and suddenly said, "What are you sad about now?"

"I don't know." Xia Wuxin said, she sniffed, "It's just disappointment."

"Didn't get the magic weapon?"

Xia Wuxin nodded, her eyes suddenly became hot, she stretched out her hand to touch them blankly, but no tears came out.

She seemed to have never shed tears, and the sadness she felt now was really just sadness.

The person on the beauty's couch sat with her head bowed, her slender legs drooping unconsciously, her nose was flushed, as if she was about to come out, but she could only hold back.

Looking at it, it turned out to be a little pitiful.

Song Yubai frowned, thinking in his heart that he should no longer feel pity for others, let alone someone like Xia Wuxin who pushes forward.

"Sir, am I really that bad?" Xia Wuxin said suddenly, her tone softened, and she sounded a little erratic.

Song Yubai touched the teacup on the table with her fingertips. She looked out the window, her expression gradually darkened, and then she said lightly, "Is that the magic weapon that is so important?"

Xia Wuxin raised her head when she heard the words, and met her eyes. For some reason, the tip of her heart seemed to be plucked, trembling flickeringly. Song Yubai's calmness seemed to have the effect of healing people's hearts.

"There is nothing so absolute in this world. Even things that you hold tightly in your hands will disappear in an instant." Song Yubai's voice seemed to be in the air, faintly reaching his ears.

She seemed to remember something, and sighed softly: "Do you know that in the heavens, there was once a female fairy who lived for a hundred years and never had a magic weapon in her hand. Nothing like her."

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin became interested, and felt that the burning sensation in her heart had subsided a little. She sat forward, raised her head, and stared at Song Yubai with distinct black and white eyes, as if eager for her to finish speaking.

Song Yubai was a little uncomfortable by her undisguised gaze, so he looked away and continued: "At that time, all the six realms admired her, saying that she turned her hands into clouds, punished evil and promoted good, wherever she went Everywhere, there is admiration and admiration.”

"And then?" Xia Wuxin was completely attracted by the story, and hurriedly asked, the depression in her heart gradually eased.

Song Yubai's eyelashes flickered for a moment, covering the look in his eyes: "There is no later, she died later."

"Dead?" Xia Wuxin jumped down from the beauty's couch, her eyebrows furrowed into a ball, "How could such a powerful person die?"

"Heaven condemns the crime, the six worlds cast aside, the sky thunders, and you will never be reborn." Song Yubai seemed to be telling a story, calm and indifferent.

Xia Wuxin still wanted to ask, but Song Yubai turned around and said no more, "Okay, let's go out."

After a long time without answering, Song Yubai was a little puzzled, turned around, but almost collided with Xia Wuxin who was leaning forward, the human breath rushed towards his face, Song Yubai's heart beat, and he backed away suddenly.

"What are you doing?" She was slightly angry, but more panicked.

"Sir, I always feel that you seem a little sad when you say this." Xia Wuxin said, then suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of her eyes, then spread her hands, "Mister's eye sockets are wet."

"You!" Song Yubai hurriedly turned his face away, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Is it Mr.'s friend?" Xia Wuxin didn't play around this time, but asked seriously.

Song Yubai was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes, ignoring the strangeness in his heart for a moment, which was a strangeness that no one cared about for a long time.

"No." Finally, she said bluntly.

That night, Xia Wuxin still begged for nothing and slept on Song Yubai's beauty's couch. Song Yubai helped her with a soft heart, but he couldn't drive her away anymore, so he had to endure another night and open his eyes until dawn.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone gathered in the middle of the mountain. A group of disciples each carried a magic weapon and chattered nonstop.

It's just that as soon as Xia Wuxin appeared, the noise became quieter and turned into whispers, and some people turned around and glanced at Xia Wuxin from the corner of their eyes.

"Wuxin!" Wei Yili pulled Su Xieyue a few steps towards her, and whispered, "You really signed the immortal contract with Xia Zheng? You're crazy!"

Xia Wuxin looked around, and she knew it in her heart. She raised her eyes and said, "Has he announced it to the world?"

"Naturally, they are waiting for you to make a fool of yourself." Wei Yili scratched his hair vigorously, worried for her.

On the other side, Su Xieyue also held her hand and shook it lightly.

Xia Wuxin let out a breath, raised her head to meet those people's eyes, and finally landed on the complacent Xia Zheng, who was grinning and shaking the silver fork in his hand at Xia Wuxin.

"Brother, you won't really..." A woman with a pointed face and red cheeks said in a voice, as if she was concerned.

But Xia Wuxin knew that the reason these people greeted her with smiles was because she was Xia Chunqiu's son. In fact, everyone was eager to see her joke.

"Yes." Xia Wuxin smiled suddenly, showing her white teeth. She looked at the woman with her jet-black eyes, and stretched out her hand to pin her sleeves to her elbows. The breeze blew her hair up, and she was actually quite high-spirited.

Seeing this, Xia Zheng on the side thought she was about to die, and grinned gloomily, then jumped up suddenly, and flew to the boulder in the distance in the blink of an eye.

There was only a bang, and the boulder shook violently, shaking off a cloud of dust, which made people cough, and several pieces of gravel fell in response to the sound, rolling down the hillside.

The crowd was not surprised, there was a sound of applause, which was quite lively.

But immediately, the excitement disappeared, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Wuxin. Just now, the pointed-faced woman showed her teeth with a smile, and said, "Senior brother, it's your turn."

Xia Wuxin snorted, turned around and looked into the distance, only to see Xia Chunqiu walking towards, talking with the Lord Jiguang, and Song Yubai was also beside him.

She suddenly raised the corners of her lips, smiling a little slyly, but also a little smug.

All of a sudden, her figure jumped up, clenched her fists, and slowly wrapped her immortal power in mid-air, heading towards the boulder.

"Wuxin!" Su Xieyue called out, and said anxiously, "She doesn't have a magic weapon, how can she deal with that boulder?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a louder sound suddenly. It seemed that the entire Zhaoyao Mountain was trembling. In mid-air, the dust started from the boulders and gradually spread into gray clouds.

Then, the whole boulder like a hill shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, slowly collapsing in the smoke.

Everyone was stunned, even Xia Chunqiu and Jiguang Shenjun froze in place, unable to believe their eyes.

Only Song Yubai, who was on the side, suddenly loosened his frowning brows, his expression seemed helpless, and a little funny.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the iceberg-like indifferent face.