Xiaobawang and Mr. Mei gl

Xia Wuxin was dizzy for a long time. In the chaos, she dreamed of that beauty again. The difference was that the beauty was crying, and her soft arms were embracing Xia Wuxin.

Then, the beauty turned into a senior sister, Xia Wuxin snorted and turned over.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Wuxin shivered, and finally opened her eyes. The scene in front of her eyes gradually became clear. She was hugging someone's arm tightly.

Looking up again, Song Yubai was lowering his eyes, frowning at her.

Xia Wuxin was startled, she quickly let go of her hand, touched the wound behind her in a panic, and fell back on the bed with a loud cry.

As soon as the person woke up, the previous events flashed through his mind one by one, including the matter of falling into Song Yubai's arms. Xia Wuxin slammed down the bed, wondering what kind of bad luck happened to him today, as if he had screwed up with Song Yubai. average.

Song Yubai on the side slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes lingered on the marks that had been squeezed out for a while, took a step back, and said, "Wake up, let's go."

His tone was very indifferent.

Xia Wuxin didn't answer, and looked up, it should be Song Yubai's other residence, with elegant decoration, filled with the smell of agarwood, and a carved screen stood before the bed collapsed.

The rain had stopped outside the door, only a few drops of residual water fell from the eaves and dripped on the grass leaves, rattling.

Xia Wuxin suddenly remembered something, and quickly lowered her head to look at herself. Sure enough, her clothes had been replaced with new ones, so she felt a thump in her heart.

"This dress..."

"Su Xieyue has been here." Song Yubai said, she turned and walked to the window, leaving only a slender figure behind, "Ah Zui went out, I don't like to touch other people."

Xia Wuxin didn't worry about the alienation in her words, but heaved a sigh of relief. Knowing that she hadn't revealed her identity, even though her body was still hurting, she felt relieved and lay down on the bed with confidence.

In Pingfeng Mountain, apart from Xia Chunqiu and his wife, only Su Xieyue knew about her daughter's identity, so every time Xia Wuxin was injured, Su Xieyue came to take care of her.

"Mr. Song, I'm also your disciple. My disciple is seriously injured and cannot move. You can't just drive me away like this." Xia Wuxin smiled again, and pulled the bamboo pillow into her arms.

Song Yubai looked back at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly, becoming more and more impatient.

After going through that kind of thing, she didn't like to talk to others, and she was mostly silent for a hundred years. Now that she met Xia Wuxin, she naturally felt upset and noisy.

"Call someone to carry it." Song Yubai said.

"Since sir left me to recuperate, how can you hurry up." Xia Wuxin continued to struggle.

"If you don't let me go, can I cut off your arm?" Song Yubai said angrily, thinking of the scene of being entangled just now, she felt very depressed.

Xia Wuxin's body was in pain, and she couldn't use her strength even after being injured, and she didn't want to use her legs to walk, so she simply paralyzed and started moaning and screaming about the pain.

Her hair was bundled high behind her, and some of it stuck to her face, she looked a little embarrassed, her cheeks were pale due to injuries, her lips were bloodless, and she looked a little weak.

Song Yubai listened to her humming for a while, although his heart became more and more depressed, but thinking that she was hurt, he finally didn't speak, turned and left.

Seeing that Song Yubai didn't drive her away, Xia Wuxin stopped talking, stretched her neck to have a look, then lifted up her sleeves, and saw that the originally white and smooth skin was densely covered with red welts.

This soul pulling whip is different from ordinary whips, the wounds will take a period of time to heal, Xia Chunqiu can be considered kind to others, but he treats his daughter as if he has a grudge, he never shows mercy, and I don't know why.

Although Xia Wuxin said that she was used to it, but thinking of the last whip just now, she still couldn't help but feel a chill down her back, and felt faintly uncomfortable in her heart.

Fortunately, someone blocked it for her, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Xia Wuxin was puzzled again. The celestial power was very powerful just now, and she had never seen it before, but only Su Xieyue and Song Yubai were present at that time. Can't reach that level of immortal power.

As for Song Yubai, she is obviously just a mortal, so how could she have immortal power.

Just as she was puzzled, footsteps sounded outside the door, and a snow-white hem slipped in. Song Yubai walked in slowly with something in his hand, still carrying some damp moisture on his body.

She lightly lifted her wrist, and put the jade bottle in her hand on the bedside.

"Sent by Dongfeng Shangxian."

Xia Wuxin took a look at the moisture on Song Yubai's body, reached out to take the jade bottle, and said, "Tearing the Soul Whip has a good wound medicine. If my father didn't give it to me, why would he give me Yuqing San?"

Song Yubai's eyebrows moved slightly, but she didn't answer.

Xia Wuxin blinked her black and white eyes, turned over and sat cross-legged, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.It never occurred to him that although Song Yubai was indeed unkind, his heart was not so hard.

Such Song Yubai looked more interesting than before.

Xia Wuxin unscrewed the plug, and began to apply it on her body. Some places could not be applied, so she boldly tore off her outer shirt. At the same time, Song Yubai quickly turned around and walked out the door, leaving only a little A cramped back.

At this moment, Xia Wuxin suddenly felt a little baffled. Although she was a woman disguised as a man, they were both men on the surface, so why would Song Yubai hide?

"Mr. Song!" She shouted, with some tentative tone in her tone, "Can you help me paint my back?"

Song Yubai's footsteps barely stopped, she clenched her hands tightly, and after a while she said indifferently: "I never like to touch others. It's disgusting."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared at the door, leaving only Xia Wuxin touching her head in embarrassment.

"Who is it..." Xia Wuxin muttered a few words, applied the ointment with her backhand, and didn't bother to care about the inside of her clothes, anyway, she was in surprisingly good health, no matter how serious the injury was, it would heal in a few days.

After talking for a while, she became sleepy, Xia Wuxin yawned, and closed her eyes on her stomach.

There were all sorts of messes in the dream, most of which were scenes from the dream, and she couldn't see clearly, she slept like this for an unknown period of time, she trembled all over, and suddenly woke up.

The surroundings are strangely quiet, only the chirping of cicadas outside the window, occasionally mixed with a few birdsong, and the fragrance of the soil spills in through the window. Looking at the sky, it's just ugly.

Xia Wuxin wanted to continue sleeping, but for some reason she was so flustered that she could only sigh and get up.

She covered her heart and felt for a while, as if there was something important that made her anxious, but in the middle of the night, why is there something important?

She couldn't think of a clue, so she simply endured the pain from her wound and walked out slowly. Just as she was about to cross the hall, she suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Song Yubai?" She asked, her voice was very clear in the room, but there was no response.

"What's going on." Xia Wuxin said to herself, and took a few steps in the other direction.

Going around the porch is Song Yubai's room. Just as she was about to reach out to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened wide. A petite woman came out and stood in front of Xia Wuxin with her arms outstretched.

"Mr. Song is resting, please come back." The woman said loudly.

Xia Wuxin was overjoyed, and looked up and down at the woman, her face was round, but her chin was pointed, she looked young, she presumably was Song Yubai's little fairy servant Ah Zui.

"Hearing your voice, your husband doesn't seem to be asleep, but rather awake. I'll go say hello." Xia Wuxin smiled and walked in, but was pushed away by Ah Zui , staring at the door, as if afraid that Xia Wuxin would do something.

"Why." Xia Wuxin was staggered by her push, "Song Yubai is a man, why are you afraid that I can't do something?"

"Why are you so domineering, no one is allowed to enter without your husband's permission!" Ah Zui said with his hands on his hips.

At the same time, there was another loud noise, as if something had broken apart, quite crisp.Ah Zui glanced back, unable to hide his anxious expression.

"Go, go!" She continued to push Xia Wuxin, but Xia Wuxin cleverly dodged it, followed by several consecutive noises.

If this voice said that someone was beating Song Yubai, Xia Wuxin would believe it.

Xia Wuxin put away her smile, her face sank, and she looked into the dark room. Although she hated Song Yubai, she was still from Pingfengshan, so she didn't care.

"Even if there is anything, a person like you will only cause trouble for Mr.!" Ah Zui grabbed the door frame and tried to close the door forcefully, but Xia Wuxin suddenly grabbed her by the neck and threw her out of the door. Then the door slammed shut.

Drunk: ...

"Xia Wuxin?" Song Yubai's voice suddenly sounded from the corner. The voice was very hoarse and even a little flustered. She reached out to pick up the quilt and covered herself tightly.

"Break in without authorization, you are so, so presumptuous!" Song Yubai said in a low voice, but the voice was mixed with panting and had no deterrent effect.

Although she moved quickly, Xia Wuxin's eyes were also sharp, and she clearly saw a flash of silver light, and even some of it appeared on the wall, illuminating Song Yubai's face.

At this time, her complexion was pale and tight, her normally meticulously tied hair was scattered behind her back, only one red eye was exposed, her sandalwood lips were bloodshot, she seemed to be in great pain.

"Mr. Song..." Xia Wuxin was startled by the scene in front of her, and froze in place.

Song Yubai seemed unwilling to let others witness such a tragic situation, so he sat up with restraint, gritted his teeth and said, "roll."

Xia Wuxin's heartbeat became faster and faster, and she seemed to be able to feel that the source of her panic was something on Song Yubai's body, so she boldly stepped forward and lifted a corner of the quilt.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of silver light, and Song Yubai's slender bare feet were actually wearing a pair of glowing shackles. The shackles did not look like mortal things, and they were covered with spikes.

"Xia Wuxin, you go out." Song Yubai stretched out her hand to hold Xia Wuxin's wrist, her palm was wet with sweat, she pulled Xia Wuxin out forcefully, and the distance between the two instantly shortened.

The soft shoulder hit her chest, and Xia Wuxin suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, exactly the same as in the dream, and her heart seemed to jump out immediately.

"What is this..." Xia Wuxin suddenly stammered.

Xia Wuxin was pushed back two steps by her, but she still couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her hand to hold the shackles, trying to see if they could be opened.

"This is not an ordinary thing, even if you go down to earth, you can't do anything about it, let alone you, leave quickly and pretend you haven't seen it." Song Yubai said in a hoarse voice, too painful to get angry.

At the same time, the shackles snapped and broke.