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She said this indifferently, but she half covered it up, and her exposed earlobes were all red.

Xia Wuxin's heartbeat faltered, and she suddenly pursed her lips and laughed, although she was weak, she laughed for a long time, and Song Yubai was even more annoyed by the laugh, he reached out to touch her shoulder, his eyes sparkled, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? "

"Mr. Xiao, why are you so cute." Xia Wuxin said, suddenly lowered her head, and was facing Song Yubai, her lips were slightly cool, and the latter trembled suddenly, and his body was embedded in the soft quilt.

Song Yubai's lips were like melted mint cakes, refreshing and cool, sweet, so plump that one almost wanted to swallow them. Xia Wuxin tasted this sweetness for the first time, but she was already a little addicted.

Don't look at Song Yubai who has been through many personnel affairs for so many years, but in this respect, he is not as self-taught as Xia Wuxin. Even if his heart is disturbed, he feels that every part of his body has turned into a puddle of water, and he is numb and unable to move. , A pair of soft clothes kept lifting and lowering, and finally grabbed Xia Wuxin's skirt, and let out a very shallow cry.

After hearing the voice, Xia Wuxin raised her head, her mind fluttered for a while, especially after seeing Song Yubai's appearance, she almost fell down.

I saw that she was lying flat, her lips were crystal clear, her cheeks were burning hot, her eyes seemed to be dripping with tears, and she looked a little charming and fragile.

Yubai's neck was a little damp, and the crescent-like skirt was soaked in fragrant sweat, and the delicate collarbone and skin could be seen through the clothes.

Her breathing was very short, as if she couldn't breathe for a long time, so there was some reproach in her eyes, and she opened her lips and said, "You are..."

"Dear." Xia Wuxin whispered, and then smiled, "Sir, don't you think that the so-called kiss is just like the last time you touched water?"

Song Yubai was reminded of what was in his heart, his throat moved, and his eyes moved aside, unwilling to look at her again.

Xia Wuxin couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly moved the hand on her waist up slowly, to the back of her neck, with a little force, Song Yubai was forced to raise his head in a mess.

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai couldn't stand it anymore, and stared at her with red eyes.

"Hey." Xia Wuxin agreed, and suddenly leaned over again. This time, she didn't try to stop the kiss, and carried out the kiss so lingeringly and heartily. Everything you want.

Xia Wuxin's lips were soft and gentle, as if treating a fragile treasure, but Song Yubai felt ashamed in his heart, coupled with his chaotic mind, he felt that Xia Wuxin in front of him was a little different from the girl in the past.

For no reason, there was a sense of aggression, which made her a little scared, and she couldn't help trembling frequently.

"Wuxin..." The ethereal spirit in her voice disappeared, as if she had suddenly fallen from the sky back to the world, with a hoarseness of pleading.

Xia Wuxin didn't think about letting her go like this, so she stopped for a moment, and then squeezed her remaining gasp/breath back into her mouth, her hand inevitably became harder, making Song Yubai not knowing what to do, so he simply stretched out his arms , hugged her neck.

In this way, Xia Wuxin completely entered her embrace, the fragrance filled her nostrils, she suddenly felt her nose sour, and her strength weakened, Song Yubai was free to breathe, a moistness slipped from the corner of her eyes, but Caused by suffocation.

Song Yubai let go, Xia Wuxin hurriedly hugged her waist, and let her fall limply.

Song Yubai's body was like a willow branch, and also like a piece of nephrite jade. His actions just now messed up his clothes. The skirt was almost half opened, and half of his smooth and smooth shoulders were exposed, which was also slightly damp.

She felt that her appearance was really embarrassing, and she didn't dare to look at Xia Wuxin, so she turned away with a cold face, and stretched out her hands to cover her eyes.

"Where did you learn these crooked ways?" Song Yubai's voice was a little annoyed, but also softened a lot because of embarrassment, with a lot of air.

Xia Wuxin was also out of breath. She tried her best to calm down the frenzy in her heart, and whispered: "When I sneaked down the mountain in the past, I peeked at a lot of books, and I saw some."

"Not serious." Song Yubai scolded.

It's just that she didn't know that she was blushing and couldn't be cold anymore. In Xia Wuxin's eyes, she was very seductive.

The pity and longing for Song Yubai had already swallowed Xia Wuxin. She remembered many things in her dreams. Now that she was watching, her eyes became hot, and her hand involuntarily reached out to Song Yubai's eyes, held her wrist, and let it go. to her ear.

Song Yubai's wrist was slippery and comfortable to touch.

"What's the matter?" Song Yubai felt uncomfortable seeing her eyes like this.

Xia Wuxin suddenly let go, turned over and lay beside Song Yubai, squeezed her left hand under her body, covered her with her right hand, and hugged her tightly as if hugging a pillow.

Then he buried his face into her shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I always feel like I'm dreaming."

Song Yubai struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so he looked down at the top of her furry head, and hummed suspiciously.

"That's right, being able to hold you like this is something I only dream about in my dreams." Xia Wuxin said softly, the hot air she breathed sprayed on Song Yu's white skin, scorching hot.

It is true that Song Yubai is not a person who can give people a sense of security. She is a god, an emperor, and the cold star of the nine heavens, not her Xia Wuxin.

She can't catch up with her, just like before, she doesn't even have legs.

It's rare to see Xia Wuxin who is so worried about gains and losses. She was originally a person who would desperately get what she wanted, but Song Yubai's star was too lofty.

The girl suddenly changed from being tough just now to being soft and miserable. Hearing what she said, Song Yubai felt a pain like a needle prick in his heart.

She stretched out her hand to wipe off the messy hair and the crystals at the corners of her eyes, making herself look more stern, and then said softly, "Release."

Xia Wuxin snorted and let go obediently.

Song Yubai got up suddenly, flattened the folds on the skirt with his jade fingers, then rolled his long arms, hugging Xia Wuxin into his arms, and placed a pair of long and white hands on her hair, stroking gently, as if to comfort her.

The gentleness of a cold person is even more intoxicating, Xia Wuxin thought so, closed her long eyelashes, and put her chin on Song Yubai's shoulders, reluctant to give up this little warmth.

"Then I'm holding you, is it only in my dreams?" Song Yubai said.

"En." Xia Wuxin nodded.

"Stupid or not." Song Yubai chuckled suddenly, his voice became more ethereal, "Why are you not?"

"When I was in Kunlun Mountains, I thought I was going to die soon, and I was so focused on what I couldn't say to you."

"I thought I would always be alone. Your appearance was unexpected to me, but if you hadn't appeared, I would have died long ago."

"Then you like me?" Xia Wuxin put her arms around her waist and asked gently.

A red cloud appeared on Song Yubai's cheeks, then he nodded, "En."

Couldn't love it more.

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin felt a lot happier immediately, her obsidian-like black eyes reflected the light of the candle, then she frowned, and asked again: "I like Sangyue as much as you do?"

Song Yubai was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled suddenly, patted her on the top of the head, his eyes sparkling: "Are you jealous?"

Xia Wuxin didn't answer, she just broke free from her hand, sat down cross-legged, and pursed her lips tightly.

"I used to think it was the same, but now that I think about it, it's completely different. I treated her well at the beginning because she was the only person in Jiuchongtian who could get close to me."

"And you're not." Song Yubai said, scratching Xia Wuxin's chin with his index finger, as if teasing something, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he looked good.

Xia Wuxin couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she suddenly rushed forward, her hands became dishonest, Song Yubai wasn't often touched by people, but now he was panting again and again, and opened her fidgeting hands, two After laughing and making noise for a while, they got tired and lay down side by side.

Xia Wuxin looked at her hands, fantasized, and lamented that Song Yubai's good figure was always completely covered up, if he could...

Her face was hot immediately, and she buried her head in the quilt.

Although Xia Wuxin had just woken up, she was exhausted, so she fell asleep after a while, her dream was clean, and the next morning, when the cock crowed down the mountain, she was woken up, and her vision was clear.

"Sir?" She subconsciously called out, and then she turned over and landed, but was supported by a pair of gentlemen on the shoulders, laughing at her and saying, "What are you in a hurry for?"

Xia Wuxin let go of the heart she was holding just now, smiled coquettishly, pretended to change the subject as usual, pointed to the dishes on the table and asked: "This is..."

"Breakfast." Song Yubai said lightly, wearing an excellent silver silkworm gauze dress, rolled up like a bunt, exposing his still wet arms, "You have been in a coma for so many days, and you have never learned how to eat bigu, and you don't want to eat light food , Beware that if your cultivation base does not rise, it will fall back.”

"Hungry stomach can reduce cultivation base?" Xia Wuxin asked in surprise, having never heard of this saying.

"Yeah." Song Yubai relied on himself as a god, and lied to the top of his head. Xia Wuxin panicked when he heard the words, and hurriedly crawled to the table, picked up the hot bun and took a bite.

The stuffing inside was sweet, rich in taste, mixed with the fragrance of petals, and Xia Wuxin stuffed a few of them in one go, as if she had never eaten in her life.

Song Yubai at the side saw her like this, reached out for a bowl of porridge, raised his eyebrows and said, "Slow down."

Xia Wuxin nodded, took a sip of porridge, and did not forget to ask worriedly during the interval: "I heard my father say evil spirits yesterday, but I have already felt it. There is also the Emperor of Heaven..."

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you." Song Yubai interrupted her, and put a piece of melon in her bowl.

Xia Wuxin covered up the dark eyes, nodded brightly, and continued to eat.

Song Yubai saw that she was eating happily, but he only drank a bowl of tea. His eyes kept falling on Xia Wuxin's face. Suddenly he had an idea, coughed twice, and asked, "How do you solve the old meals?"

"Pingfeng Mountain's fairy attendants will prepare it every day and send it to the disciple's room, but the usual breakfast is brought by the senior sister." Xia Wuxin smiled.

After Song Yubai heard this, there was nothing on his face, but there were faint cracks in the white porcelain tea bowl.

"Then..." Song Yubai rolled his hair behind his ears with his index finger, and pretended to be casual, "Me or Xieyue, which one is better?"

Xia Wuxin's hand holding the vegetables paused, then she suddenly raised her eyes and smiled slyly: "Sir, are you jealous?"

"Nonsense." Song Yubai put down the tea bowl, and wrote lightly, "It's an honor to taste the food made by God himself. How can you compare it with others."

"I want to tell Ah Zui that I haven't seen her since I came back, so that she won't be in a hurry." Song Yubai touched Xia Wuxin's head again, then got up, his body turned into little silver light, and disappeared.

Xia Wuxin shook her head at her back, and continued to eat with her head down.

But the tea bowl in front of Song Yubai's seat was not seen, and the tea quietly overflowed the floor.

Here Song Yubai Tengyun was in the air, but suddenly saw a golden light above her head, her heart, which was still calm just now, was suddenly filled with shock, her eyes turned cold, and then she put her hands behind her back, and her body disappeared into a stream of light.

Ascending to the upper clouds, the streamer turned into a human form again, and the ground under his feet was like cotton, white and boundless, and a morning glow soaring to the sky stood in the distance.

She looked around vigilantly, took a step forward, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind, she hurriedly waved her sleeves to block the gust of wind in front of her eyes, and in the white glistening, she stood tall and tall, almost blending into the cloud.

The sound of the wind gradually died down, and a tall and hazy figure appeared in front of her, his face was unclear, only the jade crown full of golden spikes could be faintly seen above her head.

"Yuheng." The man's voice was heavy and vague.

"It's not limited to ten days, how many days is it now?" Song Yubai warned.

"There are many affairs in the heavenly court. This is my empty body, just to talk with you." The figure of the emperor of heaven stood in front of him, but his voice came to his ears from all directions.

Song Yubai took a step back, transformed into a long silver sword and stood in front of him without saying a word.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, not a demon who wants your life." said the Emperor of Heaven.

Song Yubai gritted his teeth: "What's the difference?"

The Emperor of Heaven was silent for a while, only the sound of the wind blowing away the sea of ​​clouds under his feet, and he spoke after a while: "I have warned you a long time ago, as an emperor, you must not be sentimental and soft-hearted. It was the same a hundred years ago, and it is the same today. I am not ignorant From the beginning to the end of the matter, there is a grievance, and whoever loses the artifact is responsible for it. You trust people too much, not to mention the emperor of heaven, how can you take the position of emperor and daughter in the future?"

Hearing this, Song Yubai raised his eyes suddenly, almost bit his lips to bleed, and murmured, "You know..."

The figure in front of him didn't move, and he didn't make a sound. With suppressed anger in his heart, Song Yubai took two steps forward suddenly, staring until his eyes hurt.

"Since you have insight into everything, why did you let Xuan Feng go..."

Halfway through speaking, Song Yubai suddenly changed his expression, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You knew that he was in collusion with the Dragon Clan? So you let it go and lured out the Dragon Clan in the name of retreat?" She couldn't be sure, so she lowered her voice a lot, as if testing, but also as if she couldn't believe it.

"This is what you need to cultivate. As the emperor of heaven, you can rule the six directions. Only by being ruthless can the six realms be stable, and only by letting go of the small can you not lose the big."

The voice was indeed ruthless, like a golden bell, pressing down from the top of the head.

Song Yubai was silent, and after a long time, he suddenly chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, the silver sword scattered into light spots, turned around and left, but the phantom behind him suddenly flickered in front of her.

"Five days later, I will come to fetch that evil obstacle."

"She's not a villain!" Song Yubai flicked his long sleeves, shattering the phantom in front of him.

"I am your father! I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and you have completely forgotten the etiquette of the heavenly court." The emperor said in a deep voice, the phantom slowly returned to its original state, and when he spoke again, he became much more majestic.

As soon as the words were finished, a golden light burst out. Song Yubai couldn't dodge in time, and was immediately enveloped by divine power. He had to half kneel on the ground, and a cloud of mist rose.

She panted lightly, her broken hair fell in front of her eyebrows, but she refused to bow her head.

The Emperor of Heaven let out a long sigh, and suddenly, a drop of water fell in front of Song Yubai, and suddenly swelled into a bronze mirror as tall as a man, with shadows and shadows inside, and the ink and ink spliced ​​into a human shape.

The man was suddenly divided into two sides, one black and one white. Behind the white was the mighty sea of ​​clouds, lined with fairy palaces, and behind the black was the Asura Hell, full of resentful ghosts.

"This……"

"This is the time when the world was created. Ancestor Hongjun set up the heavens to save the common people, and at the same time burned the hells and killed the spirits of resentment."

Then, the screen changed, and the person inside was standing above the sky, surrounded by black air, trembling unceasingly, as if in extreme pain.

"Everyone has both good and evil sides. The act of creating the world has accumulated too much resentment. Although Patriarch Hongjun is the most powerful true god, it is difficult to control the evil in his heart, and his malice grows violently. He is powerless."

The ink and ink faded away, and the man suddenly raised his hands, which seemed to hold a stone ring in his hand. Whoever fled frantically with black energy, was forced into the stone ring by him.

"Maliciousness can't be eradicated, but it can only be removed. He found a way to inject the ugliness of his body into the stone ring that he carried with him, in exchange for his own pure goodness."

The picture gradually enlarged, the stone ring fell in mid-air, and landed on a corner of the ground. The originally lush mountain forest was suddenly covered with a layer of gray and white, and all of them were withered, with a tendency to spread. Among them, the birds and beasts were all screaming and screaming, and they all looked like they were dead. Miserable and frightening.

Song Yubai looked at this scene, his eyes turned red and his chest felt tight.

"He underestimated his own evil, so he could only pick up the stone ring again and seal it in the cave in the Heavenly Court. Since then, the cave has become a place of fear for all the immortals. Hundreds of miles around the cave, hundreds of flowers withered."

"Until one day, the cave was filled with resentment and collapsed again. He had no choice but to order someone to go to the place of the Buddha in the west, ask the Buddha to plant lotus seeds, plant a golden lotus pond full of the purest qi, and then put the stone ring on it. Beside the lotus pond, this restrained the spread of resentment, and made the heavens peaceful for thousands of years."

"The stone is a dead thing. Who would have thought that this dead thing would be tempted by what kind of temptation, it would become conscious, and it would turn into a human being and fall to the mortal world. Once the resentment is scattered in the future, no one can control it. When the time comes, the six realms will be afraid." Everything will be ruined once. Yuheng, do you still think that that evil obstacle cannot be killed?"

After listening to him quietly, Song Yubai felt numb all over, stared at his feet without saying a word, and bit his lips until blood came out.

Seeing her expression, the Emperor of Heaven softened his voice, and said lightly: "I have already explained what should be said. Five days later, I will go down to earth in person."

"Wait!" Song Yubai shouted suddenly, her body was filled with silver light, she broke the bondage, and supported herself with one hand.

"Can't be killed." Song Yubai gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Hearing this, the Emperor's anger gradually permeated, and the sky became brighter.

There was silence all around, Song Yubai resisted the soreness in his eyes, and said softly: "She is just a rock, you have never seen her, how do you know she is kind."

"It's stubborn!" the Emperor of Heaven said in a deep voice, and then there was a strong wind, and the golden light seemed to go to the mortal world. Song Yubai suddenly got up, and built a silver wall with his long sleeves to block the phantom of the Emperor of Heaven.

"I know that I am a mere god, and I can't stop the majestic emperor of heaven." Song Yu whispered in his white dress, and his voice was ethereal and melodious.

"If you let her go once, I will go back to heaven with you, but if you insist on killing her, I can only die with her. At that time, your heavenly realm will probably have to find a new emperor!"