The years I was in the human world

On this day, Xiao Fengzhuo was still holding a beautiful dancer in his arms as usual, and most of the wine in the cup in his hand was spilled on the girl's chest. No matter how you looked at him, he was a dandy boy.

"Master Xiao, the king loves you so much, why don't you have power in the clan?" A dancer lay on Xiao Fengzhuo's lap, looking at him seductively, and the others chirped and echoed her words. They have been spoiled by Xiao Fengzhuo recently and have become bolder. They didn't have much fear of Xiao Fengzhuo in the first place, and now they dare to say some less respectful words, "If you have power, we, the little slaves, will also rise to power."

"Silly girl, you're restless following me and want to climb up, huh?" Xiao Fengzhuo pinched her chin and sneered, but he was not angry. In his eyes, these were all juniors, and there was no need to worry about whether they were rebelling against their superiors.

"People go to high places, and water flows to low places." The dancer rubbed her snow-white breasts against his legs. Seeing that he was in a particularly good mood today, she had other ideas and actually stood up with the help of Xiao Fengzhuo's knees to kiss his lips. The others widened their eyes when they saw this, but they could only regret in their hearts that they had lost the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fengzhuo pinched the dancer's jaw, preventing her from succeeding. He shook his finger at her and said, "You little girl, you are still young. Go play somewhere else and don't bother me. We have a distinguished guest today."

"Mr. Xiao, you are really calm. I have done everything wrong, but you are so indifferent." The girl refused and insisted on sticking to Xiao Fengzhuo, her pretty face wrinkled unhappily, "Everyone knows that Mr. Xiao is under house arrest here, how could there be any distinguished guests..."

The others had similar ideas. They were all invited by Qi Nankuo to entertain Xiao Fengzhuo and also to keep him under surveillance. They naturally knew that Xiao Fengzhuo could not have any distinguished guests, let alone anyone else. Even if Princess Ke Rou wanted to see him, she would have to report to Qi Nankuo first.

"It's quite lively here." A slender young man suddenly climbed in from above the window. He had a high bun tied with a crimson hairband, long eyebrows, handsome features, and a red robe that fluttered like fire. He carried a heavy sword on his back and walked into Xiao Fengzhuo's bedroom in a dignified manner, completely ignoring the beauties around him.

As soon as the young man walked in front of Xiao Fengzhuo, he took the cold tea on the table that the latter had specially prepared for him and drank half of it. The way he drank it was like an old cow drinking water, which made the dancer next to him frown, thinking that it was such a waste of good tea.

"I thought you would arrive later." Xiao Fengzhuo had already pushed away the dancer and sat alone on the throne in the bedroom. He put his hand on his cheek and smiled, "You are so fast, but it makes me look useless."

"It's good that you know." The young man put down the teapot, wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, sat down opposite Xiao Fengzhuo, and said concisely, "His old injury has not healed yet, and he is busy in seclusion. Everyone's eyes are on him, so I was able to take advantage of the opportunity to come out. Time is short, so I will tell you the most important thing first. I have already found out that those people were just accomplices in the incident back then, and Wu Xian was the culprit."

"Wuxian people?" Xiao Fengzhuo frowned, "How could it be so?"

"I checked it myself, it can't be fake." The young man said. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo, his handsome face full of confidence and flamboyance, "Do you have any questions?"

"You don't know, the Wuxiang clan is said to be the descendants of gods left in the mortal world, and their blood does contain a trace of gods' blood." Xiao Fengzhuo explained. The Wuxiang people are descendants of gods, and because of the blood of gods, this clan produced many talented people in ancient times, but for some reason, as the bloodline was passed down, they gradually became mediocre, and even now most of the clan members are mortals who cannot practice.

However, the divine blood in Wuxiang's body did not disappear with the decline of the tribe. The consequence of this was that an innocent man was guilty of possessing a treasure. The Wuxiang people possessed precious and rare divine blood, but they did not have the ability to protect themselves. At a certain period, the Wuxiang people were fought over as a precious resource for cultivation. This is why it is little known that the Wuxiang people are descendants of gods.

"Descendants of gods?" After hearing what Xiao Fengzhuo said, the young man actually smiled playfully. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo and asked, "How much truth and how much falsehood do you think there is in this rumor?"

"It doesn't matter how true or false it is, but if I were a Wuxiang clan member, I would definitely believe it." Xiao Fengzhuo also laughed, "The Wuxiang clan has been in decline for a long time. As long as there is a chance for revival, they will definitely hold on to it like a life-saving straw."

"What do you know?" The young man stared at him intently. Although it was a question, it was a statement. "Why not tell me?"

"Of course I know." Xiao Fengzhuo avoided the young man's gaze and pointed at the group of girls around him who seemed obedient but actually had their own agendas. "Otherwise, why would my good nephew have found so many people to keep an eye on me?"

Xiao Fengzhuo's words caused a huge uproar. The people under him were ordered to monitor him and thought they had kept it a secret, but they didn't expect that he knew everything. All of a sudden, they all became restless. The young man didn't say anything nonsense, he drew the heavy sword on his back and thrust it into the hall. The heavy power of the blood-red heavy sword spread out, and everyone present was suppressed to the point that they could not straighten their backs, let alone run out of the bedroom to inform the news.

"Okay, now you can talk without worry." The young man suppressed the people in this bedroom with great ease.

"The Zhongting, Guishen, the Demon Clan King's Court, and the Wuxian people have a joint plan." Xiao Fengzhuo carefully selected his words and told the young man in detail about Yu Zhao's Nirvana and the Phoenix Tempering. At the end, he summarized, "I guess they are doing something similar to creating a god."

"Creating gods?" The young man pulled the corners of his mouth strangely, his expression seemed to be sarcastic, but also seemed to find it funny. He murmured softly, "It has always been the gods who created the world. How is it different for mortals to create gods than for children to give birth to mothers?"

"It's quite ridiculous, but it's precisely because of its absurdity that it's more convincing," Xiao Fengzhuo said.

As the two were talking, they suddenly felt the ground shaking. Xiao Fengzhuo managed to steady himself. The young man walked to the window to observe the distant sky. Then his expression became serious. He said in a complicated tone: "Senior Sister, they really came up with something - it's a sign of the birth of the divine bone."

Hearing this, Xiao Fengzhuo also came to the window, counted with his fingers, and his expression changed: "Not good."

"What?" Although the young man was a little serious, he was not too nervous. There is a huge difference between creating divine bones and creating gods.

"How do you think the divine bone grew?" Xiao Fengzhuo said as he took out his life-defining scimitar and was about to leave the palace. In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned back and explained to the young man who was frowning in confusion, "The person who sacrificed for the divine bone was Lu Zhouxue."

"It's him." The young man finally showed a serious expression on his face. He probably felt that this situation was difficult. "Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to pick someone up." Xiao Fengzhuo said without even turning his head, "To be precise, this is still your fault. I'm just going to clean up your mess."

"..." Young man: "What will happen to these people if you leave?"

"Deal with it." The half of Xiao Fengzhuo's eyes that turned back seemed a little cold, as if he had taken off the mask of tolerance, revealing his indifference. "This is Qi Nankuo's spy. I don't care, but your whereabouts cannot be exposed, otherwise it will be troublesome again."

"Sir, Sir, I don't know anything, please spare me." The dancer who had been joking with Xiao Fengzhuo before realized that she was in great trouble. She rolled and crawled to hug Xiao Fengzhuo's legs under the pressure of the young man's heavy sword, crying and begging for mercy, "Sir, I won't talk nonsense."

Xiao Fengzhuo was pulled by him by his trouser legs. He turned around helplessly, lowered his eyes to look at the dancer who was crying bitterly, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly: "What's the point of you begging me? Have you seen the young man in red? You should go beg him."

After Xiao Fengzhuo finished speaking, he pried open the dancer's arms, picked up the knife and walked away. The dancer, with tears on her face, turned around and saw the young man with sharp eyebrows sheathing the heavy sword. Seeing that she and the other attendants were all terrified, the young man sighed helplessly. Then she felt a white light flash before her eyes, and she forgot everything she had just seen and heard.

……

Xiao Fengzhuo found Lu Zhouxue in the valley at the border of Cangwu Wilderness and Zhongzhou. He saw a white thing huddled on the ground from a distance. He walked closer, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly, "Oh, I found a beauty for free."

“Mianmian?!” Seeing that Lu Zhouxue didn’t respond, Xiao Fengzhuo realized that he had fainted. He quickly squatted down and tried to pull him up. Before he could grab Lu Zhouxue’s hand, the unconscious man suddenly woke up. Lu Zhouxue grasped a sharp ice cone in his hand. He opened his eyes from under his silver-white hair and spat out a word at Xiao Fengzhuo coldly: “Get lost.”

Lu Zhouxue's cold disease would always flare up in the middle of every month. He would be fine if he could just endure it. Apart from being a little uncomfortable, it would not be fatal. However, without the help of the hot pool, he would temporarily return to the state of the dead. In order to prevent him from getting hurt when he was unable to move, Xiao Yueheng simply cast a curse on him to ensure that he could retain an inch of his sanity.

"You're a bully in your own house, aren't you?" Xiao Fengzhuo laughed angrily, and snatched the ice cone from Lu Zhouxue's hand with his backhand. While holding his hands, he scolded, "You're playing with ice when your hands are so cold, and you're still being mean to me. Don't force me to beat you up."

Lu Zhouxue was so cold that he was unconscious, but he could still vaguely recognize Xiao Fengzhuo. His struggle was not as intense. He was half-held in Xiao Fengzhuo's arms, like a beautiful porcelain doll.

Xiao Fengzhuo was so anxious looking for someone that he was getting angry. His body was warm at this moment, but Lu Zhouxueren was almost frozen into a fool. As soon as he touched his burning body temperature, he immediately rushed into his arms as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, which made Xiao Fengzhuo lose his temper: "I say, beautiful lady Lu, you should at least be careful."

Lu Zhouxue had no idea what he was saying. She was shaking like a sparrow in the cold wind, and she said pitifully, "It's cold."

"It's cold, yet you're running around in so little clothes." Xiao Fengzhuo knew that Lu Zhouxue might not understand what he was saying, but he kept on chattering. He unbuttoned his outer robe and wrapped Lu Zhouxue in his arms, trying to warm him with his body temperature.

"You said you don't have the habit of being a homosexual." The red-clothed young man also chased out. He leaned against the old tree next to him and teased Xiao Fengzhuo. He glanced at Lu Zhouxue who was holding him in his arms like a baby. "You are becoming more and more like a mother, huh, Mother Xiao?"

"Go away, there's no milk for you to drink." Xiao Fengzhuo said to the boy. The boy smiled and raised his head in a good mood and said, "Senior sister, I have good intentions, but you despise me. There is a hot pool twenty miles away."

The young man turned around and was about to leave when Xiao Fengzhuo called him back, "Come back."

"If you want me to stay and look after him, forget it." The young man seemed to know what Xiao Fengzhuo was going to say. He waved his hand and said without turning his head.

"Now the four forces want to remove his bones. If you don't care about him, he will die." Xiao Fengzhuo's tone was light, but the boy knew that he was a little unhappy. "After all, half of the reason why he is in such a miserable state is because of you. Are you really going to ignore it?"

The young man paused before leaving and explained, "There are many things I need to investigate regarding the Wuxian people and Zhongting. I am also very busy."

"I know you're busy." Xiao Fengzhuo interrupted. Lu Zhouxue moved in his arms, and seemed to still be cold. He hugged her tighter and continued, "I'm in the demon tribe and can't get away for the time being. You take care of him for a while. I understand you, and you should help me."

"You——" The young man suddenly turned around and looked at him with some doubt, "Are you really——"

Xiao Fengzhuo did not give a direct answer. He put his index finger between his lips to keep quiet, lowered his head and looked at Lu Zhouxue in his arms tenderly. The boy shook his head and said, "I'll come back when he wakes up."

There was indeed a hot pool twenty miles away, hidden in a mountain stream. There was a waterfall cascading down from a high place. The falling water vapor intertwined with the mist above the hot pool. From a distance, it looked steaming. Xiao Fengzhuo had just reached the edge of the pool when he found his hands and feet were warmed by the heat from the water.

He quickly took the person out of his arms. As soon as Lu Zhouxue felt the temperature of the hot pool, he ruthlessly abandoned Xiao Fengzhuo and huddled up against the stone wall beside the pool like a cat, greedily feeling the heat coming over, a look of satisfaction and comfort on his face.

"You have no conscience." Xiao Fengzhuo pinched Lu Zhouxue's soft cheek and pulled it, then reached out to untie his belt. Was it to ward off the cold or take a bath? But just after loosening the belt, Xiao Fengzhuo hesitated again. He saw that Lu Zhouxue was about to be stripped naked, and she raised her misty eyes to look at him innocently and dependently, and he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Why did he feel like a scoundrel taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Xiao Fengzhuo touched his nose and felt rarely embarrassed. He simply stuffed the person into the pool. After all, he had clothes in his ring, so he could just change the wet clothes when Lu Zhouxue woke up.

As soon as he put the person into the hot pool, Xiao Fengzhuo turned around and only a string of bubbles remained on the water surface.

"!!!" Xiao Fengzhuo quickly knelt beside the pool to fish out Lu Zhouxue's head, muttering, "You can drown yourself in a hot spring."

After much difficulty, he fished Lu Zhouxue's face out of the water. Just as he was about to lift his chin to let him float to the surface, a pair of jade-white arms stretched out from the water, grabbed Xiao Fengzhuo's collar and pulled him under. The warm pool water instantly wrapped around him, and at the same time, Lu Zhouxue's legs also wrapped around him.

Disobedient little brat. For some reason, Xiao Fengzhuo, who was soaked all over, suddenly had these words in his mind. He was a little angry, but when he turned around, Lu Zhouxue lay obediently and softly on his chest, looking at him with wet eyes, as if she was half awake.

I am the little brat, Xiao Fengzhuo thought expressionlessly while holding Lu Zhouxue's waist, then turned around and coaxed her gently, "Are you still cold?"

Lu Zhouxue yawned softly, put her arms around Xiao Fengzhuo's neck, tilted her head into his shoulder, and soon she fell asleep with steady breathing.

Xiao Fengzhuo: “…” Just take care of the child.