Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Lingxi Peak.

Xia Wushuang led the two deer and quickly walked to the place with the teleportation stone. When he looked up, he saw a bustling crowd, a large black mass at the foot of the mountain, very noisy.

Xia Wushuang patted someone on the shoulder, "Hey, brother, this is..."

"They're all here to ask Xia Wushuang for an explanation." The man glanced at her, then at the two deer she was leading, and then turned his gaze back to the group of people indifferently, "Noisy , It’s been almost half a month and there is no answer. Yesterday the two fierce fighters on the mountain fought in the dark and managed to scare them away. Today they are surrounded again... Really, if people want to see each other, they can come down sooner. ? There is a barrier blocking the mountain, who can go up the mountain? It's nothing to yell at the foot of the mountain... But Xia Wushuang is indeed a coward."

Shrinking turtle Xia Wushuang: "..."

She smiled embarrassingly, "Then... have you finished fighting those two powerful ones yesterday?"

The man said impatiently: "Who knows, maybe they went to fight elsewhere because they were afraid that the mountain would be blown down? Anyway, the fight was quite fierce yesterday, but today there was no sound for a long time, and we don't know the outcome. "

"Oh...that's it." Xia Wushuang thought for a while, this situation can't be dragged on forever, she has to find a way to solve it.

"What are these people asking for? Do they just want an explanation?" She asked again.

The man was surprised to hear her question, and gave her a weird look, "Where did you come from, girl?"

Subconsciously, Xia Wushuang wanted to say that I came from the Tang Dynasty... Later, he felt that the style of painting was not right, so he smiled and made a random excuse, "I came from Chang'an all the way to see the excitement."

The man took another look at the two deer in her hand, and said: "Miss, this deer looks good at first glance, and it is from Chang'an, so it must be a wealthy person."

After finishing speaking, he explained to her: "There are many requests. Some are asking for money, some are asking for someone to come back to life, and some are just asking for an explanation... It depends on the person. After all, the living people ask for salary when they fight. The truth is that you don’t want to be a puppet, right? Isn’t the purpose of lending people out is to reunite the family after the war? As a result, people die after the war... If you die on the battlefield, it’s for the sake of it. The country wins glory and has nothing, and suddenly a large number of people die at home is nothing."

Xia Wushuang lowered her head, her black hair covered her eyes, her mood was complicated.

She thought of what the old man said, paused, and said to the man:

"Little brother, little girl, I'd better trouble you to help me watch these two deer. I'll go ahead and have a look."

The man clicked his tongue: "These two deer are precious at first glance, you are not afraid that I will lead them away?"

Xia Wushuang smiled, and took out the spirit stone and gave it to him, "If you run away, it will be a spirit stone. If you don't run away, I will give you the spirit stone according to the value of a deer, how about it?"

The little brother was stunned, holding the deer's rein in his hand, and took the spirit stone in a daze: "Oh..."

Xia Wushuang thought, the old man asked her to keep the deer with her... As long as it is within sight, it shouldn't matter?

The deer watcher found it. Xia Wushuang tidied up his clothes and flew up the mountain.

"Who is that?!"

"The mountain barrier on Lingxi Peak didn't stop her..."

"...It's Xia Wushuang!"

"Master!!"

Xia Wushuang found a place where he could see the people down the mountain clearly, and said loudly, "I am the head of Lingxi, Xia Wushuang!"

There was a big uproar at the bottom.

"Xia Wushuang, you finally came out!"

"Return my son!"

"The little girl and her husband made a promise for ten years, and after so many years, it's hard to wait for someone to come back. One day I did a red thing, and the next day I have to do this white thing!... You must give an explanation today! "

"My elder brother participated in the war for ten years, and he returned to his hometown with honor. Before the new king ascended the throne, he was rewarded according to his merits, and suddenly died the next day—what is this?!"

"..."

Behind the naked anger is hidden the despair that is shattered in an instant after the joy of welcoming the return of relatives.

If there was no hope in the first place, then maybe it wouldn't be such a pain.

Obviously there is a bright dawn, and you walk towards that dawn full of hope, but you step on the ground and fall back to the original place... This is often the most desperate thing.

Xia Wushuang stood there silently, becoming the target of public criticism.

This was her fault in the first place.

She thought she was safe, she thought she could do it, but in the end, it was just her thought.

Maybe the letter from the King of Chu was just a trigger, and what really pushed her to where she is today is only her arrogance and self-righteousness.

The one leading the deer was at the farthest distance, looking at her in astonishment, feeling that the spirit stone and the rein in his hand were like a hot potato, which he neither took nor threw.

"...I'm sorry." Xia Wushuang lowered her head, and her voice came out clearly, "Because of retreating, the news was a bit blocked, and the people around me didn't handle it well... Actually, I don't know what to do deal with it, but I'm sorry."

"Is it enough to apologize?!"

"Give me back my husband - don't you know puppetry?! Bring him back to life!"

"What about my brother's military achievements?!"

"..."

Xia Wushuang waited patiently for them to finish, and then said: "As for the compensation after the event, you can find Lingxifeng for money, as for military merit... After the King of Chu ascends the throne, I will give her a personal letter and reward her according to her merit. Double the compensation."

There was something hot at his waist, and Xia Wushuang rubbed it inadvertently, only to realize that it was the Love Sword.

Ask why the love sword is hot?It seems that I have been hot a few times before...?

Xia Wushuang looked at the crowd of people below, and put the question aside.

...will see later.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Xia Wushuang continued: "About whether you can be resurrected again... It is a very simple truth that people cannot be resurrected after death. It's just that there were internal and external troubles at that time, and the King of Chu urgently needed troops to fight abroad. I was too conceited at that time." Xia Wushuang's voice was slow and clear, "If you have relatives of puppets, even corpses are fine, please send them here, and I will comfort their dead souls..."

"What do you say?!"

"How long! Everyone has been buried! Do you want us to dig out the corpse for you?!"

"Is this the way to say it?! Is that why I waited for ten years?! I don't want your money, I don't need military merit, I can dig out the corpse and give it to you! Can you bring my husband back alive?!"

"Their dead souls, I'm afraid they don't want to see you again!"

"..."

The abuse was overwhelming, and Xia Wushuang also lowered his head and remained silent.

In fact, she also knows that the possibility that the people below will send the puppet is very small, just like a very important person in the family has been murdered and passed away, and she has done all the funeral things, knelt down and cried That's right, the murderer suddenly appeared and said, "I don't think it's because I killed someone. Why don't you dig out the body and I'll ask the best monk in Fengyue Continent to help him save him?"

People don't have a good temper if they don't beat your head out.

A disciple of Lingxi Peak said in a low voice: "Master, come down, let's say everything that needs to be said..."

"Don't worry about it, I'm already dead. Ten years of life is already cheap, and I want more... Is it true that the puppet master is a god? People are not enough to swallow elephants..."

"..."

Xia Wushuang listened to both sides, unable to say anything.

Because these ten years of life were not given by her.

It's the puppets consuming their own souls, the last life they earned for themselves.

Turn into a ghost after death, or be scattered.

The only solution now is to collect the puppet corpses and then ban puppetry.

Xia Wushuang finally said after the people under him scolded to their heart's content, "...I hope that all the people who can send the puppets here will be sent. Also, Lingxi Peak will not teach any puppet art anymore."

The Wenqing sword seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. For some reason, Xia Wushuang stood on a high place and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The heart also beat a little faster.

Xia Wushuang said the last sentence, and the disciple behind her screamed: "Master!! Think twice!"

In the past ten years, Lingxi Peak has become the birthplace of puppet art. The most elite puppet masters in Fengyue Continent are here, and Xia Wushuang among them is Xia Wushuang——

Now that Xia Wushuang personally said that Lingxi Peak would no longer teach puppet art, how could he not shock these disciples!

The people below also looked at each other in blank dismay.

After all, although Xia Wushuang had an accident with these puppet soldiers, the puppet art is also a great convenience for ordinary people. As long as there is a spirit stone, some mechanical puppets can do small things for him to serve tea and water. A monk's addiction.

The little brother holding the deer was pulling the rein and listening, but he felt that the rope was tight. When he turned his head, he saw the two deer moving their hooves a little anxiously, with two pairs of eyes and four eyeballs staring at Xia Xia on it. Wushuang, for some reason, he actually felt anxiety from the faces of the two deer.

The young man held the spirit stone in his hands and thought in a daze, he must be hallucinating, why did the deer look anxious...

Cold.

Someone below asked——

"Master Xia, does the wave of evil spirits these days have anything to do with you?"

It was quiet for a while, and then everything exploded at once.

After all, it was just a rumor at the beginning, without any real evidence. Now that someone pointed it out, people suddenly discussed it in a low voice like mosquitoes, but they didn't dare to make it too public. Thousands of burning eyes stared at Xia Wushuang. Waiting for her answer.

However there was no answer.

At some point, Xia Wushuang wore a snow-white gown, covered his eyes with one hand, and trembled slightly, as if he was enduring something.

Neither speak.

Everyone looked at each other.

Someone from below asked again: "Master Xia, does the tide of evil ghosts have something to do with you? Why did the tide of evil ghosts appear after the puppet's accident?"

On the mountain, the cold wind is howling.

The slender Xia Wushuang slowly moved his hands away, and a strong, subtle murderous aura permeated the air.

The disciples behind her subconsciously took a step back, and a bold and soft voice called out tentatively: "Master...?"

Black hair blows in the wind.

The slender snow-white hand moved away, Xia Wushuang closed his eyes tightly, and put one hand on the love sword at his waist, and the blood-red slender petals of the other shore flower faintly floated from the corner of the snow-white clothes.

"kill……"

The mountain wind was very strong, and the disciples at the bottom couldn't hear clearly, "...the master?"

"Xia Wushuang, the tide of evil spirits..."

It is said that many people are powerful. Although I feel that Xia Wushuang is a little bit wrong, but relying on his own reasoning, Xia Wushuang is the leader of the faction and will not do anything too extreme. Everyone became more courageous, and someone shouted loudly, "Give me an answer!"

The cold wind is howling.

The rolling murderous aura spread from Xia Wushuang's body in an instant, and the next moment, the snow-white long sword was unsheathed, and a cold and sharp light flashed in the air, and the black hair flew up, unintentionally covering the girl's icy blood pupils!