After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

"Junior Brother Mo stay behind."

Xu Changhuan lowered his eyes slightly, stepped out of Tianxing Peak silently, and suddenly turned his head to call Mo Conning who was about to leave.

When the rest of the elders saw that there was something to do, they went back by themselves.

When Mo Conning was called suddenly, he frowned subconsciously, raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Changhuan, after all, he still hadn't shamed her in front of everyone.

"What's the matter with the head, let's talk."

He followed Xu Changhuan to Lingqing Peak, the main peak where the head of the sect lived, stepped into the hall with big strides, sat swaying, and behaved recklessly.Mo Conning poured himself a cup of tea, and he didn't want to stay with Master Xu any longer, so he urged him in a cold voice.

Seeing this, Xu Changhuan's expression was blank, and he glanced at him lightly, and didn't care about anything.

"What's going on over there in the Demon Realm?"

She sat down with a flick of her sleeves, tapped the coffee table beside her with her fingertips, and a little light suddenly flashed in Gu Jing's calm pupils.

Xu Changhuan asked plainly, but Mo Conning, who was already harboring suspicions, clenched his fingertips, raised his eyes and stared straight at her, full of vigilance and disgust.

"What do you want to do again?"

Mo Conning's voice was gloomy, and he tightly shook the cup in his hand.

"Don't make her mind up."

"Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

Xu Changhuan rubbed the center of his brows, sighed softly, and his face turned slightly cold.

"There is no need to make such a look, as if you are somewhat innocent."

The head of Xu had allowed him to be presumptuous for a long time, but at this moment he couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

She squinted her eyes, carefully sizing up the junior in the eye hall who was said to be unable to retreat all the year round, and couldn't compare him with the person in her impression.

Mo Conning was startled, his face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say anything after all.

"Is there any news from Changle recently?"

Xu Changhuan suppressed the anger in his heart, skipped the topic with his forehead, and asked a more straightforward question.

"……No."

Mo Conning was silent for a while, and looked down at the tea in his cup, as if someone had pulled out a layer of skin, without the arrogance and righteousness just now.

"...Senior Sister... It is said that she is still in retreat and has not come out yet."

He opened and closed several times, and finally murmured those two words softly.

Still in retreat?

That is nothing new.

Xu Changhuan's eyes moved slightly, thinking of the child on the Tianxing Peak, he lightly pressed the handrail with his fingertips.

The woman was also silent for a moment, then sighed softly, and waved him back.

"Well, let's go."

Mo Conning put down his teacup and turned around silently.

With a long knife wrapped in cloth hanging on his back, he was tall and walked out of the hall slowly, stepping into the afterglow of the setting sun.

Xu Changhuan lightly raised his eyes and glanced at him, and saw the shadow under the warm yellow light. He didn't have the high-spirited appearance in his memory, but felt a bit bent like being bound by heavy chains, and behaved like an old man.

The back is getting farther away, and the afterglow is empty.

There is no one else in the hall.

The conversation came inexplicably suddenly and ended quickly.It seemed that they hadn't said anything, but in fact they tore the old scars deep in their hearts.

Not long ago, in the Great War between Righteousness and Demons, all the sects in the fairy world sent many elites, but Tianxuan Sect had only two Huashen elders.

One is Chu Nanzhi, the Taoist monarch who has become famous in the world recently, and the other is Mo Conning, the genius who was once on the list of heroes and is now the leader of Daofeng Peak.

The sword that Chu Nanzhi sent that day seriously injured Yin Wanzhou, the demon king, and the monks in the fairy world rejoiced and respected him.But when the news spread to Tianxuan Sect, only a group of people remained silent. Among them, the elder of Daofeng asked Daojun to come to the door for a competition in the arena the next day. He tried his best, It was a tie.

【Senior Sister~】

[Senior Sister! 】

【Long joy! 】

A woman in Taoist robes sat high in the hall, her eyes were slightly dazed, and she was in a trance for a moment.The Pisces jade pendant was hanging from her waist, and at this moment, her light white fingertips were caressing it unconsciously.

There seemed to be a familiar and bright voice in my ears, with vigor and joy, calling her intimately with a smile.

One after another.

"... Changle..."

The tassel swayed lightly, the jade pendant fell to her knees, and her fingertips loosened.

After so many years, she has gotten used to the days of being numb and peaceful, with no one around her.

But that child's appearance...that child's smile and voice...is exactly the same as that of Changle when she was young.

It was like throwing a stone, breaking the calm she worked so hard to maintain.

Xu Changhuan has been trapped in the demon for 300 years, and there is only one person in the demon.

Both resent and hate.

Also regret and...unwilling.

Time flies, and it is already a year of winter.

"Zhou Zhou."

As soon as the woman stepped into the peak, she saw a small piece of fiery red skirt hanging from a tall tree not far away, swaying with the wind on the branch, and the silver pattern embroidery at the corner was slightly shining in the light, it was a touch of white snow everywhere. The color of the sun.

Chu Nan sat down for a while, his cold brows softened instantly, and he called softly with a smile.

The corner of the skirt moved, and immediately a small head protruded from among the snow-white branches and leaves.

It was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate and beautiful appearance, with a smile in her big and bright phoenix eyes, and a high spirit in her brows and eyes. At this time, she poked her head out to look at her, and when she saw a woman, she bent over. She opened her eyes and smiled, a dimple on her lips was filled with sweetness, and her eyes were full of stars shining brightly.

"Master~~"

The little girl had a long ponytail tied with a fiery red satin bow, and two small golden bells hung below the bow.As soon as she moved, the two little golden bells collided and rang, crisp and moving.

The tree was covered with white snow, and the little girl was lying on the branch while hiding. When she moved at this moment, some snowflakes fell on the top of her head.

"Master is here."

Chu Nanzhi shook his head with a chuckle, and raised a small oiled paper bag in his hand.

"Little ancestor, come down and eat."

The little girl shook her head and opened her arms to her reluctantly.

"Master follow me!"

The fiery red figure moved and fell with the white snow on the branches.

Those snowflakes all fell to the ground, but the little girl fell into a warm embrace.

Pooh.

A soft kiss fell on the woman's chin, and the little girl hugged her neck and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

"Your little ancestor forgives you."

The little girl leaned close to the woman's ear, smiled happily, and told her so in a low voice.

"Thank you, little ancestor, for your forgiveness."

The woman looked at her with downcast eyes and a smile, hugged her little girl firmly, and whispered back to her in a low voice.

Chu Nanzhi's pampered little ancestor is the worst thing to say, but he is also extremely mischievous. Whenever she is not paying attention, he will go to the house to expose the tiles and find someone to fight.A few days ago, the disciple of the Elder Yaofeng next door was beaten and cried. The Elder Yaofeng felt ashamed and didn't want to care about it, so he took his disciple and went back. With such a domineering temperament, Tuanzi said a few words, hoping that she can make more friends.

Yin Wanzhou: Make a good friend.

The majestic Lord of the Demon Realm, making friends with these little kids?

It's outrageous!

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether Chu Nanzhi dissuaded her softly or spoke hard and serious, as long as she mentioned the little ancestor, the little ancestor would lose his temper.

"I'm your apprentice! You don't even care if I'm hurt or not, you just know me!"

The little ancestor that day snorted coldly at the woman angrily, turned his head and left, so angry that he ignored Chu Nanzhi all day.

On that day, Chu Nanzhi silently watched his little girl's unscathed appearance with flying eyebrows, and couldn't help but think about the little nephew with a bruised nose and a swollen face who was beaten and cried by her, and was really dumb for a moment.

The little ancestor's aura has increased, and Chu Nanzhi will be weaker by two points.

Not to mention that she also found out about the whole process later on. It was the nephew of Yaofeng who came to Yin Wanzhou to provoke and discuss. I took a beating.

Self-esteem couldn't bear it, and the dignified man actually cried.

Yin Wanzhou: Rubbish thing.

Chu Nan knew it was helpless and funny, so he had no choice but to coax the little ancestor who was throwing a temper after he had said a few words.

Yin Wanzhou didn't eat her favorite peach blossom cakes, and took this opportunity to wrongfully instruct the woman to tie a small bow and make a small bell for her.She also refused to eat the dim sum that Chu Nanzhi made for her, and insisted on eating the pastry from the dim sum shop in the town under the jurisdiction of Tianxuanmen.

Chu Nanzhi happened to be out on errands today, so he remembered it and bought it for her.

"Let's try their dim sum."

Chu Nanzhi carried his little girl into the house, put Ren Haosheng by the table, and opened the greased paper for her.

"Naturally, I didn't do as well as my master."

Yin Wanzhou just glanced at her and was not interested anymore. She walked slowly to the woman's side, and put her arms around her waist with a smile.

"Then you still think about it?"

The snow-white slender fingertips gently touched her forehead with a little coolness.

The woman glanced at her reproachfully.

"This dim sum is made so-so, but if it passes through Master's hands, it will be different."

"What is the difference?"

"More fragrant~"

Yin Wanzhou smirked, buried her head in her arms, and rubbed the snow on her head in a tricky manner.Seeing the silver skirt on the woman's body being stained wet, she curled her lips in secret pleasure.

"I just want to see Master coaxing me~"

"no?"

The little girl raised her eyebrows and looked at her.

"Row."

The woman lowered her eyes and sighed, stroked her disheveled hair, and there was a smile on her lips.

"Are you happy now?"

"Happy happy ~"

"Master is the best~ Zhou Zhou likes Master the most!"

The little girl rubbed her fingertips flatteringly, smiling sweetly with her phoenix eyes bent.

"Grumpy."

Chu Nanzhi bent his lips and scolded softly, then pinched the tip of her nose.

"Only glib to Master."

Yin Wanzhou opened her mouth and came.

She lay quietly on the woman's lap, pinched a piece of pastry and took a bite, suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashed, she got up and straightened up in an instant.

"Master."

The little guy suddenly sighed again, frowned slightly and looked at Chu Nanzhi with some discomfort.

"what happened?"

"Is there something uncomfortable?"

Chu Nan knew that he had rarely seen her like this, and thought that she was suffering from something, so he lowered his brows and observed her carefully.

"But where does it hurt?"

Could it be that he was accidentally injured during sword practice?

Chu Nanzhi thought about it, stretched out his fingertips and pressed Yin Wanzhou's wrist, feeling her pulse.

"……pain!"

"...that's...that's..."

The little girl in her family seldom hesitates, hesitates and refuses to speak.

The less Yin Wanzhou said, the more worried Chu Nanzhi became.

"Master is here, don't be afraid."

Chu Nanzhi pursed his lips, stroked her head soothingly, and said softly.

The little girl looked up at her, her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed a little bit embarrassed.

"Not a big deal..."

She whispered something.

"It's just...it hurts a little here recently."

Yin Wanzhou looked defenseless, and moved up Chu Nanzhi's fingertips.

She is a little distressed.

"It hurts before, but not as much."

"Is Zhou Zhou sick?"

Chu Nanzhi: ...

Chu Nanzhi subconsciously twisted his fingertips, looked at her blankly, and felt a little overwhelmed for a while, then she withdrew her hands, hiding her fingertips in her sleeves, only feeling a little heat in the base of her ears.

"...Naughty!"

She lowered her eyes and scolded in a low voice.

It's... It's where it hurts!

Chu Nanzhi originally thought that his bold little ancestor was making fun of her master, but when he looked up, he saw the little guy's aggrieved and bewildered expression, his heart stopped suddenly, and he suddenly remembered The soft dumpling I keep doesn't like to read books when I urinate, and I don't want to touch anything except sword arts, and I basically don't bother to go down to the peak to play, and I only spend time with her all day. Having told her about these things, Yin Wanzhou didn't know that it was... normal.

"...Does it really hurt?"

She put her fingertips on her knees and bent slightly, sighed inwardly, and couldn't bear to see the child like this, so she asked a question in a low voice and hesitantly.

"Of course it's true."

Yin Wanzhou frowned at her, not understanding why she looked like this.

She was doted on by Chu Nanzhi since she was a child, and she shared food, clothing, housing and transportation, so naturally she had nothing to shy away from Chu Nanzhi.In addition, they are all girls, and Chu Nanzhi helped her take baths when she was young, so how did she ever know what shyness is?

The Great Devil Yin secretly glanced at the woman's slightly pink cheeks, and his heart was full of fun and even more interesting.

"This is... developed, it's normal, and it will be fine after a while."

Chu Nanzhi lowered his eyes, and inadvertently saw the little girl's chest that had begun to have a soft curvature. His eyes looked away instantly as if they were being burned, and he subconsciously pressed his lips tightly.

A monk has a long lifespan, and his physical development is much later than that of ordinary people.

"really?"

"real."

Chu Nanzhi lowered his eyes and answered her lightly.

Her little girl has grown up.

Chu Nanzhi suddenly went into a daze, thinking quietly.

"But I'm in pain."

"Master, rub it for me?"

Yin Wanzhou refused to let go, snorted softly, and sat directly on the woman's lap, putting her arms around her neck and acting like a spoiled child.

In the next moment, she watched the blemish-free face of the normally calm person turn redder.

"...Impossible."

The person who had always been obedient to her just lowered his eyes and rejected her in a low voice.

Yin Wanzhou took a closer look and could see her trembling eyelids and long eyelashes.

"Master, help me~~"

The little girl hugged her and did not let go.

"No."

Only in this matter, women are very firm.

"Why?"

The little girl was puzzled and wronged.

Chu Nanzhi remained silent, he only caressed her cheek, carefully looked at her face which was more and more similar to his memory, and sighed in his heart.

Still too small.

How could she offend her wife who hadn't grown up yet?

Respect because of love, so forbear impulse.

But at night, when Chu Nanzhi softly coaxed the person in her arms to sleep, and quietly hugged her little girl and her heartbreaker, the thoughts and emotions that had been forbeared and settled for so many years made her unable to hold back. Lowering his head, he gently and restraintly kissed the little girl's forehead.

Grow up quickly, Zhou Zhou.

The red thread is not broken, it is held on the wrist.

She has been waiting for so many years, and she can't wait to take her wife into her arms.

grow up quickly...

My little heartbreaker.