Dressed as a fake daughter in Xiuxianwen

??The little girl wondered if it was her own hallucination. Did the senior sister kiss her again?

??It was too late to think about it, the temperature on Song Weizhi's lips spread quickly, and Song Zhixia's heart tightened when it was hot. She closed her eyes gently, feeling Song Weizhi's lips, and obediently let Song Weizhi Hug yourself and kiss.

?? Song Weizhi's lips felt soft where they kissed, and her Xia Xia's lips were too soft. The taste seemed softer than the pastries I had eaten before. It took a few more kisses for a while. Letting go of Song Zhixia, the little girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she was soft into Song Weizhi's arms, and she forgot to cry a long time ago.

??Song Zhixia leaned on Song Weizhi's shoulder, staring at Song Weizhi with a pair of peach blossom eyes, wanting to ask Song Weizhi why he kissed her, but in the end he couldn't ask.

??Song Weizhi pursed his lips, looked at the little girl's pale peach-colored lips, and felt that he hadn't kissed enough just now?Thinking of what he was thinking just now, Song Weizhi quickly shook his head to clear up these thoughts. She and Xia Xia are both nieces, and it is somewhat strange that nieces always hug each other and kiss each other.

??While Song Zhixia was still in a daze, Song Weizhi took out the light yellow gas from the wooden box, and coaxed softly in Song Zhixia's ear: "Xia Xia, be good, senior sister wants to melt the Yuanshen fragments into Xia Xia Yuanshen inside."

"But..." The little girl tugged Song Weizhi's sleeve anxiously.

"No, but, when Xia Xia has something good in the future, just give it to me." Song Weizhi looked at Song Zhixia with a light smile and said.

??Seeing that the little girl didn't refuse anymore, Song Weizhi pushed the light yellow gas in his hand into Song Zhixia's body with spiritual power, and soon, the yellow mist melted together easily with Song Zhixia's primordial spirit.

??Song Zhixia only felt that the spiritual power in his body was more surging, and his mental power seemed to be much stronger than before.

?? "Xia Xia, let the chick out and have a look." Song Weizhi hooked the little girl's waist and said softly.

??Song Zhixia let the chick out, and saw that the originally thin chick seemed to have grown a bit, and the gray illusory hair had also turned light yellow. Although it looked small, it was obviously stronger than before many.

?? After the chicken was released, it was very excited. The chicken stared straight at Song Zhixia and Song Weizhi, as if he was a little puzzled by their posture.

??Song Zhixia was a little shy from being stared at by the chicken, and looked at Song Wei with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, let me down, the chicken is watching."

??Song Weizhi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Chicken doesn't understand anything, besides, is it uncomfortable in the arms of senior sister?"

??Song Zhixia glanced at Song Weizhi and knew that the senior sister was teasing her again, so he shook Song Weizhi's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Senior sister, don't talk nonsense."

??Song Weizhi looked at Song Zhixia's ear tips that were slowly turning red, and said with a smile: "Okay, come and be careful, Xiaxia." As he spoke, he helped the little girl up from his lap.

??Song Zhixia pursed her lips, thinking that she had just been kissed by her senior sister here, and the peach color on her face became even stronger. She didn't dare to look at Song Weizhi again, and squatted down on her back, facing Song Weizhi and began to tease the chick. The chicken is a lot stronger than before, with a pair of small eyes rolling around, looking much smarter than before.

??Song Weizhi took advantage of Song Zhixia's efforts to tease the chick, and raised her hand to wipe the thin sweat on her forehead. Her spiritual power was too much, and after a day of cultivation, she only recovered [-]%. Refining the primordial spirit took another part of the spiritual power, Song Weizhi felt a little weak at the moment, but she didn't want Song Zhixia to see her like this, otherwise her little girl would blame herself again.

"Xia Xia, the Yuanshen fragments have just been refined into your body, you can refine your spiritual power in a while, and I will go back first." Song Weizhi stood up and said softly.

??Song Zhixia is still thinking about the taste on her lips, and dare not look at Song Weizhi, so she just said: "Okay, senior sister."

??The smile on Song Weizhi's face disappeared as soon as he went out, replaced by a pale complexion, thin sweat that could not be wiped off his forehead, Song Weizhi hurried to his room, and set an end in the room Realm, and then began to drink pills to restore spiritual power.

??On the other side, Song Zhixia was relieved after seeing Song Weizhi left, hugged the chick in his arms rua, and said to the chick while rua chicken: "Chicken, do you think senior sister likes me? Yes As for me, why would you refuse me to be her Taoist companion? But if you don’t like it, why did Senior Sister treat me so well, and even risked helping me find the soul fragments, and even kissed me twice.”

??Song Zhixia said, rubbing his fingers at the place where Song Weizhi had just kissed. The chick didn't know what the master said, but just rubbed back and forth in Song Zhixia's arms, and at the same time looked around the room for a long time but didn't see the big chicken. The tiger, with its chicken eyes wide open, unfortunately it can only chirp, Song Zhixia doesn't know what it is talking about.

??Song Weizhi practiced for five days. Fortunately, during these five days, it was considered calm. Song Zhixia came to find Song Weizhi a few times, and he didn't bother him when he saw that Song Weizhi was practicing.

?? After Song Weizhi circulated his spiritual power in his body for the last week, he finally opened his eyes. The spiritual power in his body had been fully restored, and Song Weizhi's hanging heart relaxed a little.

?? Before I could do anything else, the mechanical sound of the system came from my mind: "Congratulations to the host for finding the second Yuanshen fragment. The reward is 1000 points. The total number of points for the host is currently 1550 points. Please continue to work hard for the host."

?? "System, can we not follow the path of the original book?"

??Song Weizhi remembered that in the original book Song Weizhi went to Jimo, the capital city of the Southern Ming Continent, with the hero Zhao Xuankun, the heroine Song Zhixia and others. Song Zhixia and the others went to one of them, the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. In the original book, Song Zhixia was also framed by the original body when he was in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. Her parents didn't believe her either. After suffering all kinds of humiliation, Song Zhixia was pushed into the Devil's Blood Cliff by the original body and then fell into the devil's way.

??Song Weizhi always felt that it was weird to follow the trajectory of the original book, especially wanting her little girl to stay away from the Demon Blood Cliff. She didn't want her little girl to suffer from the original book again. bitter.

?? "Sorry for the host, after the system detection, the host needs to go to the capital Jimo according to the direction of the original book, in order to find the remaining fragments of the heroine's primordial spirit." The voice of the system sounded in Song Weizhi's mind.

??Song Weizhi frowned slightly. The real description of the situation in Jimo City in the original book was only a few strokes. I'm not sure, but I always feel a little uneasy. After all, a place like the capital must be full of geniuses and masters. Even if there is a system, Song Weizhi always feels that he doesn't have much background.

??But if we must go, Song Weizhi hopes that he and Song Zhixia's cultivation can be further improved, "System, can Xiaxia and I reach the Dzogchen cultivation quickly if there is a pill?"

?? "Host, it takes a total of 150 points to search through the system to find the elixir mentioned by the host. Is the host sure to exchange it?"

??Song Weizhi pressed yes in his mind, and the next moment the system's mechanical sound sounded again: "Congratulations to the host for successfully exchanging the pill. The current remaining points are 1400 points."

??Song Weizhi opened his hands again and took another pill. Song Weizhi took the one that belonged to him. After using the pill to look around his body with spiritual power, he was already a Nascent Soul Dzogchen of repair.

??Song Weizhi couldn't wait to find Song Zhixia, and Song Zhixia had calmed down in the past few days. No matter whether her senior sister liked her or not, she wanted to stay by her senior sister's side.

?? Seeing the senior sister coming to him, he hurriedly said: "Senior sister, have you finished your cultivation in the past few days? How is your injury?" As he spoke, he hurriedly came up to see Song Weizhi's face. With a wounded look, Song Zhixia's hanging heart fell to the ground.

"I've been fine for a long time, but I missed Xia Xia when I was cultivating." Song Weizhi took Song Zhixia's hand, and gently squeezed the little girl's palm.

??Song Zhixia's eyes flickered slightly, "Senior sister is talking nonsense again."

?? "Okay, don't tease Xia Xia anymore. I came here to talk to Xia Xia about leaving here. I plan to leave tomorrow. Let's go to Jimo City together."

??Song Zhixia has lived here for a while, obviously somewhat reluctant to leave the small courtyard, "Senior sister, why is it so sudden?"

?? "We can't learn any more top-notch exercises here, and we have to go to better places to see. Is Xia Xia reluctant to come here?" Song Weizhi asked with a smile. Some are reluctant to part with this small courtyard.

"A little bit, I always feel that this place is more like home, but I will go wherever my senior sister goes." The little girl's eyes were bright when she looked at her, her eyebrows were slightly curved, and Song Weizhi followed her laughed.

?? "Me too, where there is Xia Xia is my home."

??Song Zhixia's heart thumped non-stop following Song Weizhi's words, and he almost blurted out what was in his heart, but he was still suppressed by himself. What if the senior sister only regards himself as a family member?Even if it is a family member, I can't be too greedy, as long as I can stay with my senior sister, I am fine with everything.

"However, there must be many powerful people in places like Jimo, Xia Xia should take this pill first." Song Weizhi's words interrupted Song Zhixia's brief daze just now, and a small pill appeared in his hand .

"Senior Sister, you should eat it." Song Zhixia received more gifts in the past few months than she had in the past 18 years, and the one who gave her these things was Song Weizhi, not only did not ask herself Paying back, even coaxing himself to accept this thing, Song Zhixia felt mixed feelings for a while.

"I've already taken it, this is yours, by the way, I'll show you something fun." Song Weizhi pushed the little golden man in his dantian out of his body with spiritual power, the little golden man was the size of a palm, Sitting in Song Weizhi's hand in a naive manner, he shook his head and smiled.

?? "This is my little golden man. Yuanying will appear in the dantian in the future for Xia Xia to play with." Song Weizhi said and handed his little golden man to Song Zhixia.

??Song Zhixia did not expect that Song Weizhi would give him the little golden man to play with. Yuanying is the inner alchemy of the monks. If the inner alchemy is destroyed, he can no longer practice. The senior sister actually gave him such an important thing to play with ?

??Song Zhixia only felt that the little person in his palm was hot, and his heart was also hot.

??The author has something to say: Song Weizhi: Xia Xia plays casually, what is mine is yours.

??宋致夏：怎么办，比起小金人儿更想玩儿师姐~感谢在2021-05-1220:11:34~2021-05-1516:22:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

??Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 piece of dog that nobody wanted;

??Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of ginger porcelain, garlic oba, and Yuan Xiaoyu;