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After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Xieyue to react, she turned around and left, saying that she was leaving, it would be better to say that she was running away.

The gray cloak dragged behind him, slid over the tall grass, and soon melted into the night.

Su Xieyue took two steps forward, her eyes turned to the cloth in her hand, her expression was complicated, and she didn't move for a long time.

It looks like a rare good material in the world. It is as light as water vapor and like moonlight. It has fine stitches and is much better than her needlework. Most importantly, it is the lake blue that Xia Wuxin has always liked.

"Senior Sister!" Xia Wuxin's call came from inside the door. Su Xieyue seemed to wake up from a dream. She held the clothes in her hands, hesitated, stepped into the door, and closed the door behind Wanfeng with her backhand. outside.

Xia Wuxin was wrapped in a quilt, stood at the door poking her head, and asked, "Senior Sister, who are you talking to?"

Su Xieyue rubbed her fingertips on the fabric, then threw the clothes into Xia Wuxin's hands, and said with a smile: "Look what this is."

Xia Wuxin fiddled with the fabric suspiciously, and shook it off with the collar, only to see that it was like spring water pouring down, and the waves shone brightly, which actually illuminated the lights a little.

"A piece of clothing?" Xia Wuxin couldn't help exclaiming. The clothing was not gorgeous, but it revealed a faint elegance. Although it was blue, it was not dazzling. It looked quiet and deep.

The most special thing is that the cuffs and skirts are embroidered with wave patterns with silver thread, as if the waves are jumping up and coming alive.

After all, Xia Wuxin is a daughter's family, and it is inevitable that she will be unable to walk when she sees the beautiful clothes. Even if she wears them on her body, she turns around twice, and she is already dressed neatly, with elegant long sleeves, a slender silver belt, and a string of wristbands tied around her waist. Braided belt, refreshing and clean.

Xia Wuxin was amazed at the meticulousness of the clothes maker, every part fit her size, a little more spacious and a little less cramped.

"Senior sister, did you do this?" Xia Wuxin said joyfully.

Su Xieyue felt her heart skip a beat, her white teeth brushed her lips, and after a short struggle, she said softly, "It's Mr. Song."

"Song Yubai?" She was stunned for a while when she heard the name, and then the blue figure turned into a stream of light and stopped abruptly at the door.

By this time, she should have left long ago.Xia Wuxin turned around again, touching her fingers together, looking a little embarrassed, but also very happy.

"Senior Sister didn't lie to me?" She confirmed in a low voice, the reflections of the lights in her dark eyes.

Although Su Xieyue had something on her mind, she was also amused by her daughter Huaichun's actions, so she stepped forward and took Xia Wuxin's hand, and led her back: "I'm going to lie to you, Mr. Song It was delivered on time, and I forgot to thank her."

Xia Wuxin let her lead her in a daze, thought of something in the middle, took off her clothes, folded them properly and put them on the table, then jumped onto the bed, the weak bed was knocked to the ground by her The mountain shakes.

She buried her face in the blanket, rolling with laughter.

Su Xieyue also laughed out loud, but was soon filled with melancholy. She was always gentle and upright, but in this matter, she almost had thoughts of disgrace.

Although she didn't want to break anything, she knew the meaning of every move Xia Wuxin made, so she never had any hope.What she was worried about was that Song Yubai would hurt Xia Wuxin.

In her eyes, Wuxin had always looked like she hadn't grown up, and the fact was the same. How could a young girl who had only cultivated for more than ten years be really stable and mature.

Although Mr. Song is a good person, there are too many secrets hidden in his body. With Xia Wuxin's temperament of being reckless at every turn, he will suffer sooner or later.

Su Xiyue stepped forward, half leaning on the green bamboo pillow, touching Xia Wuxin's head with her bare hands, thinking carefully.

Xia Wuxin didn't know the twists and turns in Su Xieyue's heart. She was so happy that she couldn't find the clothes when she received the clothes from Song Yubai, and she got up and looked at it several times in one night.

She always imagined that Song Yubai was dressed in plain white robes, with books and ink piled on the table, with a cold face, pointing at the orchid flower and threading needles, and felt that he was out of place and cute.

As a result, when I woke up the next morning, my mind was quite chaotic.

The Peach Banquet can be regarded as a grand feast for the old gods in the fairy world. The Queen Mother of Kunlun hosted the banquet, and many gods who have been hidden for a long time will definitely be present. Therefore, only Xia Chunqiu was originally invited, but under Xia Chunqiu's hard work, more people can be invited. Bring a few disciples as followers.

So Wei Yili and the like have no chance, and in the end, only a few people can go with them.

Everyone gathered together, Xia Chunqiu rarely sacrificed a magical weapon other than the soul pulling whip, it was a big brass cauldron with four rings, half floating in the air, expanding rapidly, it became as big as a hill in a while.

Immortals above Shangxian can use magic tools or pet animals to travel instead, but pet animals are rare, so most of them still know magic tools, general swords, jade pendants, compasses, etc. are more suitable.

It's a pity that Xia Chunqiu is different from ordinary people. The magic weapon is a furnace, so in addition to alchemy, it is not often used, because it is really weird to use a big tripod instead.

But Kunlun Mountain is far south of the West Sea, behind the Chishui River, separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of streams, several times farther than the North Sea, if it flies lightly, like Xia Wuxin, I am afraid that it will fall into the river halfway.

So I can only use this furnace.

Xia Wuxin pulled Su Xiyue and jumped into the cauldron in astonishment, the sound of landing was deafening, she hurriedly covered her ears, leaned close to Su Xiyue's ear, and whispered: "Senior sister, can your fan fly?"

Su Xieyue's expression was subtle, she reached out and touched the brass cauldron wall: "It's possible, but I can't deny the face of the master like this, that's all, it's only a few days, just bear it."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone entered the cauldron, they all looked at each other in shock from the darkness, but they didn't dare to say much, and each found a corner to sit down.

Xia Chunqiu was the last one to come in, and Song Yubai was with him. She swayed lightly, her waist swaying, she hurriedly supported something to stand firm, and sighed.

Xia Wuxin raised his eyes abruptly, and the two happened to look at each other. Song Yubai had no expression on his face, but suddenly turned around, looked at Dingbi with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

Across the crowd, Xia Wuxin could sense that the atmosphere was not right. Just as she was about to step forward, Xia Chunqiu suddenly raised her hand, and the cauldron flew into the sky, plunged into the clouds and mists in the sky, and floated steadily on the clouds.

The furnace was sweltering hot, so they flew up to the wall of the tripod and sat on the top of the wall, chatting and laughing happily, but Xia Chunqiu seemed to be in a good mood all the time, without the viciousness of the past, everyone let go.

"Wuxin, come up quickly!" Yanqiao stood steadily above, shouting at the tripod, the sound hit the brass, forming echoes.

Xia Wuxin was about to refuse, but Su Xieyue at the side took her by the arm and forced her to jump up to the edge. The unobstructed wind immediately wrapped the two of them in it, and soft and delicate clouds were under their feet, following Lu Ding's movement. Forward, swiftly backward.

From time to time, mountains and rivers flash through the gaps in the clouds and mists, dark green forests and black gray stone walls criss-cross, and occasionally some towns and pavilions can be seen, which is the prosperity of the world.

Xia Wuxin was momentarily fascinated by the scenery.

"This Kunlun Mountain, I don't know if my master will go or not." Chi Yao yelled at the distant clouds and mists, then sat down, expecting.

"Are you homesick?" Su Xieyue said with a smile on her eyebrows, sat down with her, and stretched out her hand to tug on Xia Wuxin's clothes.

But Xia Wuxin couldn't help it, and lowered her head to look inside the cauldron. Now there was only Song Yubai left inside. She was sitting cross-legged in a corner, looking down, she looked very small.

In the huge and dim road tripod, the body was extremely lonely.

Xia Wuxin felt a little sour in her heart, lightly patted Su Xieyue, and jumped down, Su Xiyue had no time to say anything, so she had to retract her outstretched hand.

"Hey, Xieyue, things like this are not uncommon these days. We gods don't stick to them, not to mention that Mr. Song is both knowledgeable and good-looking, and he is worthy of Wuxin." Yan Qiao saw that Su Xiyue was wrong. , whispered in her ear.

Chi Yao on the side heard the words, and suddenly choked angrily: "Brother, what you said is wrong. Xia Wuxin is ignorant, and his immortal skills are poor. How can he be worthy of a good person like Mr. Song."

She had heard rumors these days, and after being shocked, she beat her chest and feet for a while, blaming herself for being slow, but never saw anything wrong, and believed Xia Wuxin's nonsense, and gave up chasing Song Yubai.

This matter has been stuffed in her heart, and when she mentioned it, she became furious and furious, wishing she could eat Xia Wuxin alive.

"How can Wuxin not be worthy of Mr. Song, a half-immortal and a mortal, if not, it should be the latter!" Su Xieyue said suddenly, her words were calm, but her almond eyes widened, obviously angry.

Everyone fell silent and looked at each other, especially Chi Yao, who was too shocked to speak.

Su Xieyue's gentle and gentle temperament is well known, and she has never spoken so harshly before, so no one dared to speak more, and they changed the topic one after another, chatting about the high autumn air and when the temperature will be cold.

On the other end, Xia Wuxin didn't know what others were saying, she was slowly approaching Song Yubai, and slowly squatted down in front of her.

"What?" Song Yubai opened his glazed eyes and said indifferently.

"It's so boring in here, how about I take Mr. up there?" Xia Wuxin said softly.

"No need." Song Yubai lowered his eyes and continued to close his eyes.

Seeing that her forehead was sweating, Xia Wuxin knew that she was stubborn again, so without saying a word, she stretched out her hand to hold her wrist, rose into the air, and stood on the smooth brass.

She stood firmly like a half-immortal, but Song Yubai immediately slipped and grabbed Xia Wuxin's lapel before standing still. At the same time, she also pulled Xia Wuxin to her. Take the initiative to throw yourself into the arms.

Song Yubai himself realized it, and quickly let go of his hand, turned around to face the cloud and mist, his heart beating like a drum, and he felt depressed.

The cauldron shook suddenly, and she couldn't stand still again. Fortunately, Xia Wuxin stood behind, wrapped her arms around her waist, supported her slender body, and wrapped her in her arms along the way.

The cool wind blew away the clouds and mists, as well as the two people's hair and robes, which fluttered like flags, which was much more comfortable than inside.

It's just that one hand is always on his waist, Song Yubai can't tell whether he is hot or cold now.

"You threw it away." She said suddenly, her voice was clear and cold.She saw Xia Wuxin at the first sight today, and she was unhappy until now. The clothes were real brocade woven by the evening glow. She had treasured it for a long time, sewed it stitch by stitch, and gave it all to Xia Wuxin.

But she didn't wear it.

"Here." Xia Wuxin poked at the bulging baggage on her back, smiling until her eyes bent into crescents.

"Sir, I made it myself. I'm not willing to wear it now. I have to wait until the day of the peach feast." Xia Wuxin proudly shook the package, "If it was possible, I would never wear it for the rest of my life, so it would never be broken. .”