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"Emperor of the Heaven Realm?" Xia Wuxin was taken aback, wondering where she had heard this title before.

Wei Yili outside the door started yelling again, Su Xieyue didn't say any more, and reproachfully stopped Xia Wuxin, who wanted to keep asking, patted her on the head, and got up to open the door.

But before opening the door, she paused in her footsteps, and paused for a while facing the door bolt in front of her, covering up the thoughts in her eyes.

Xia Wuxin originally thought that she would get a good beating when she came back this time, but after waiting for several days, Xia Chunqiu seemed as if this incident had never happened, and did not bother her.

Ping Fengshan has few disciples, so Xia Chunqiu is in charge of almost every practice, and occasionally it is the eldest disciple Yanqiao. Even if Xia Wuxin dare not face Xia Chunqiu again, she can't avoid seeing him.

And every once in a while, Xia Chunqiu would find different disciples to teach the immortal method alone, and this day was Xia Wuxin's turn.

Before going to practice, Xia Wuxin changed into an old gray and blue clothes on purpose, so as not to be beaten in the good clothes made by her senior sister like in the past, and she would always feel distressed when she came back.

Xianyun Hall is burning with aloe incense, and the sunlight pours in through the gate of the hall, illuminating the hall brightly. Xia Chunqiu is sitting cross-legged in the hall, holding a string of red jade beads in his left hand, and placing his right hand in the shape of a lotus flower. There is a cup of herbal tea, which seems to have been waiting for a long time.

Xia Wuxin puffed up her chest outside the door, then swaggered in, bent down symbolically, and said, "I've seen Master."

At such a time when it was easy to be beaten, she felt that it was more appropriate for her to call him Master.

Xia Chunqiu moved his right hand slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't look at Xia Wuxin.

The atmosphere was very dignified, and after a while, Xia Chunqiu finally spoke with a hint of surprise: "When did you become a half-immortal?"

Xia Wuxin told the truth with a low eyebrow.

After Xia Chunqiu listened, the speed of turning the beads with her fingertips accelerated, she was thinking about something, but said nothing.

"Father, I know that you have always held resentment in your heart these years." He suddenly sighed, and looked directly at Xia Wuxin with his eyes hidden under his thick eyebrows, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw Xia Wuxin.

"You don't need to speak first." Xia Chunqiu continued, "I have always spoken harshly to you, and you should have resentment. In the past, you were too young to dare to reveal it to you. Now is the time to mention something."

"I have long seen that although you are talented, you always want to fight against me, so you don't work hard in cultivation. I don't blame you. Anyway, I never ask you to really become a fairy. The only wish is that you can Be an ordinary person and don't go astray."

Xia Wuxin was confused by what he said, raised her eyes and asked, "Disciple doesn't understand."

"You just need to remember that you are different from ordinary people, just as some people are born with evil thoughts, and if you are a little careless, these evil thoughts will turn you into a demon. In the past, I was always careful and strictly disciplined, just because I was afraid that you would go astray .”

"But these days, I found that when you grow up, no matter how hard I try, I can't protect you in this Pingfeng Mountain, so I have to warn you today, Wuxin, you are my own fault."

When Xia Chunqiu said this, he seemed a little unbearable, the beads in his hand stopped turning, and instead cracked.

"If one day, you reveal a little bit of evil, I will kill you with my own hands while the mountains and rivers are not in turmoil."

As soon as these words came out, Xia Wuxin immediately shuddered and couldn't help but take two steps back, staring at Xia Chunqiu in disbelief.

Kill her with your own hands?

Xia Chunqiu watched Xia Wuxin's dark eyes gradually turn red, and the beads in his hand were completely shattered into powder, falling to the ground. He sighed, looked away, and looked at the teacup in front of him.

Everything is his fault.

Maybe he shouldn't have softened from the start.

When Xia Chunqiu left, Xia Wuxin didn't know, she just felt pain and sore in her heart, she didn't know if it was because her father said such words to her, or because she was worried about her future.

She suddenly remembered how violent she was when she pinched the queen's neck at the bottom of the sea, maybe what Xia Chunqiu said was true.

Her eyes were sore for a long time, Xia Wuxin stretched out her hand to touch it, but there was still no tear. She rubbed her hand on her clothes irritably, then turned around and strode out of Xianyun Palace.

"Before you leave, you didn't teach me today's immortal technique, and you didn't explain it clearly!" Xia Wuxin muttered all the way, unable to hide her depression.

She was thinking all the way, but her footsteps didn't stop, and she wandered aimlessly in the mountains. At the time of Sishi, there were no people in the mountains, which made people's hearts empty. A burst of floral fragrance.

She just raised her head, involuntarily, and walked to Song Yubai's bamboo house again.

"She shouldn't be teaching today." Xia Wuxin murmured to herself, then pulled the hem of her clothes and strode into the flowers.

Before he walked a few steps, he heard a coquettish shout: "You apprentice, why are you bothering the master again!"

Xia Wuxin raised her head, and saw the short Ah Zui walking over from the flowers with her Luo skirt in her hand, holding a small bamboo basket in her hand. The flowers are blooming enthusiastically.

"It seems that Song Yubai is in the house, thank you." Xia Wuxin nodded at her, then tapped her toes, crossed a large field of flowers, and flew over Ah Zui's head.

Ah Zui quickly raised his head, pointed at Xia Wuxin, and jumped up angrily.

"By the way, what are you doing with the basket?" Xia Wuxin landed lightly, turned around and asked curiously.

"Mister has been very angry recently, and wants to drink water boiled with gardenias." Ah Zui angrily stretched out his hand and blew the ashes on the basket, stopped talking to Xia Wuxin, and continued to look down for the gardenias.

Summer is deep, and the gardenias that have just bloomed are not so easy to find.

Xia Wuxin rubbed her chin, and suddenly stepped forward on tiptoe, snatched the flower basket from her hand, and said with a smile: "Drunk girl, look at the hot weather, your cheeks are delicate, be careful not to peel off your skin in the sun, don't you?" How about beautiful?"

Seeing that the basket was snatched away by her, Ah Zui wanted to get angry at first, but after thinking about it, he quickly pouted and touched his face.

In the past few days, the sun has been fierce. She went out every day, and it was indeed quite dark.

Seeing that she had listened, Xia Wuxin reached out and pulled her out of the flowers, and said with a smile: "I am a half-immortal, I am not afraid of the sun, you go to the shade to rest, I will come."

Ah Zui was dragged by her, half pushed and half walked a few steps, and said suspiciously: "You apprentice, don't have any bad ideas again."

"Even Song Yubai didn't say anything, which proves that she doesn't hate me. If you're busy with your work, I'll boil some water for her." Xia Wuxin stretched out her palm and swayed from side to side, smiling slyly.

Ah Zui looked her up and down, and finally compromised with the scorching sun, covered her head and ran under the shade of a tree.

Xia Wuxin sighed, looked at the flower basket in her hand again, crouched down as if resigned to her fate, and searched for the petals in a large bush.

"Xia Wuxin, Xia Wuxin, you have never worked so hard to make tea for senior sister, but you have been so attentive to her Song Yubai." Xia Wuxin muttered to herself as she pouted to reach the far away flowers.

The small flower basket in her hand was soon full, so she supported her waist, and under the guidance of Ah Zui, she found the kitchen and fetched water to boil the petals.

If you want to drink it, go down the mountain and buy some tea, but you have to pick it yourself. I don't know if the gardenias boiled in this way will have the effect of clearing the fire. Xia Wuxin complained while pouring hot water into the teapot Almost burned my hands.

Be careful all the way, carrying the teapot in sweat, Xia Wuxin finally knocked on Song Yubai's door.

"Come in." A light voice sounded. Hearing this voice, Xia Wuxin finally eased her depressed mood just now, so she tiptoed in, turned around and closed the door.

There is a cool breeze in the room, and the faint paper smell of the scrolls mixed with the fragrance fills the surrounding air.

Song Yubai was sitting in front of the table, with some papers in front of him, his hair was hanging down on the table, and his blue shirt was moving slightly.

It was the first time Xia Wuxin saw Song Yubai wearing blue clothes, which made her look a lot more elegant, and her delicate and indifferent eyebrows were softened. After hearing the sound, she raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes slid across the teapot in Xia Wuxin's hand.

"Why are you?" She was a little surprised, and took a booklet, blocking the paper in front of her.

"I don't need to practice today, so I came for a stroll." Xia Wuxin grinned and said with a smile.

"What's that?" Song Yu raised his white slender finger slightly, and nodded towards the teapot.

Seeing that she didn't drive her out, Xia Wuxin was even more excited. She stepped forward a few steps, put down the teapot, and then reached out to take the empty teacup in Song Yubai's hand.

"Just now I saw Ah Zui picking flowers for my husband, so I helped her." Xia Wuxin poured water while talking, but she shook her hand and sprinkled some on the back of her hand.

Her delicate skin turned red all of a sudden, but Xia Wuxin didn't look at it as if she couldn't feel the pain.

Instead, Song Yubai frowned slightly, then sighed, and said with a frown: "Your clumsiness will have to be corrected in the future."

Xia Wuxin snorted and hid her hands behind her back.

Song Yubai didn't say anything else. He picked up the white porcelain teacup, and after blowing it cool, he moved his sandalwood lips forward and took a sip.

The frown deepened.

"What flowers did you pick?" Song Yubai was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and asked.

Seeing her expression, Xia Wuxin quickly took the teacup and smelled it. There was a refreshing floral fragrance in the hot air. There was nothing wrong with it. She said, "It's the same as the one picked by Ah Zui, white and so big."

While talking, while gestures.

Seeing that he couldn't make a gesture, he simply took out two flowers from his sleeve and handed them to Song Yubai: "Here, this is it."

Song Yubai didn't answer, just glanced at it, put his hand on his forehead, covered his helpless eyes, and said flatly: "This is dog's tooth flower, it can't be made into tea."

Xia Wuxin looked at the pure white flowers in her hands, touched her head in embarrassment, feeling guilty for a while.

"Forget it, it's nothing, let's go." Song Yubai didn't seem to want to have too much contact with Xia Wuxin, so he opened his mouth and gave the order to evict the guest.

It's a pity that she was facing Xia Wuxin, as if she didn't hear her, she twisted her knees, then sat at the table, lowered her head and said, "I don't want to go anywhere."

Seeing that she was so disobedient, Song Yubai was sullen and angry. Just as he was about to speak, Xia Wuxin raised his eyes and their sockets were flushed, as if he had suffered some great grievance.

Although there were no tears in her eyes, she was born with a pretty face, and when she bit her pink lips, she looked pitiful.

Song Yubai's breath was stagnant, and all kinds of dissatisfaction were choked in his throat.

"Sir..." Xia Wuxin used the coquettish and coquettish posture that she would usually pose in front of Su Xieyue on Song Yubai, dragging the end of the sound extremely long.

Song Yubai's throat moved slightly, and he smoothed out the corner of the paper blown by the wind in front of his eyes, feeling unbearable, that's all, no matter how much she did evil on weekdays, she was still a little girl after all.

Xia Wuxin saw that she was no longer chasing customers, so she rolled her eyes, supported the table with her hands and rubbed against her, wrapped her arms around her arms like lightning, her body was crooked, the light body that belonged to a girl, all of a sudden leaned on her. It fell on Song Yubai.