In the dark room, Yun Wuxue sat quietly. Su Zaomou had been rescued, but Uncle Yun and the others would never be able to come back. Their chests were filled with unsuppressable discomfort. It turned out that the road in this world was more difficult than cultivation, and every day
Every step is much harder.
Yun Wuxue wanted to escape and escape back to the immortal sect, which was free from worldly affairs. That kind of plain practice made people feel stable and satisfied.
But even if she can escape back to the immortal gate, her heart will always be trapped in the earthly world.
How should I explain to the master after he wakes up?
Thinking of her master, Yun Wuxue calmed down and stood up to light a lamp. She smelled a special smell in her nose. Under the trembling candlelight, Yun Wuxue's fingertips trembled, and a fear condensed in her chest.
He threw himself on the bed, the master's eyes were still closed, his face was calm and beautiful as before, but he was already gone.
The cold feeling penetrated through the entire body, and Yunwo Snowman became weak for a moment, his legs weakened and he knelt down on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.
When I think of never being able to see my master’s smile or hear my master’s voice again, my tears flow like a river...
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Inexplicably and unable to resist, he was snatched away by her crimson lips. It even felt like Xie Fu had been trampled by her crimson lips.
My head is pounding, and the corners of my eyes feel wet. Are these tears of humiliation?
"Son."
Xie Fu lowered his head and saw a gentle and well-behaved face. It felt like it was just a dream. Was this done by Zaomou?
Seeing her pouting face again, he immediately felt pity and said distressedly: "What a beautiful girl, why does her mouth look like this? Young Master feels very distressed when he sees her."
Su Zaomou smiled brightly: "As long as the young master is happy, Zaomou is also very happy."
Xie Fu said softly: "I can't do this again in the future. What if such a beautiful mouth is broken?"
Su Zaomou responded with a hum; "Zao Mu will eat more slowly in the future and it won't go bad."
Xie Fu suddenly picked her up and loved her very much.
"Sir, there are still 107 moves that are useless. Do you want to change the place?"
When Xie Fu heard this, his heart moved. There are still 107 moves. You have more tricks than Xiaoyun. He resisted the impulse in his heart and said with a smile: "Try again later. Now go home."
"Sir, can I be your maid?"
Xie Fu smiled in his heart, if you were to be the maid next to He Qing, He Qing would definitely make a fuss. If you were with Xianting, who was easy-going and extremely indulgent, there might not be a big problem.
I just went to Xianting to practice, and I don’t know when I will come back.
Seeing Su Zao eagerly waiting for his answer, she came back to her senses and gently scratched her nose: "It's too unfair for you to be the maid of the first wife. If you are willing, you can be the young master's little baby."
Su Zaomou is really innocent in this regard: "What is this little baby?"
Xie Fun said: "My little baby is the vixen that men love the most."
"I'm not a vixen."
Xie Fu laughed dumbly: "It's just a metaphor. It refers to the ability to be fascinated by a man, thinking about it day and night, and making him feel uncomfortable when he is no longer around him."
Su Zaomun pondered, and after a while she said: "Young master, you are also my vixen."
Xie Fu burst out laughing when he heard this: "Zaomou, I didn't expect you to have such a cute side."
The man squatted down and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to carry you back or carry you back?"
Su Zaomou responded softly: "Back, I like the feeling of lying behind the young master."
Xie Fu picked her up and walked a few steps, but her feet felt a little weak.
Su Zaomou asked from behind: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Xie Fu responded: "I was bullied so badly by Zaomou with your cute little mouth."
"Master, then you should also bully me."
"Where are you bullying Zaomou?"
Su Zaomou put her mouth next to Xie Fu's ear: "Those who bully Zaomou..."
When Su Wenqing saw Fu Xie coming back with Su Zaomou behind his back, he smiled as if his treacherous plan had succeeded.
Xie Fu understood clearly in his heart and didn't care about it. It was just as long as Aunt Su and Zaomou liked them. He originally planned to take care of them mother and daughter for the rest of their lives, but he didn't think of how to take care of them.
Su Wenqing smiled and scolded Su Zaomou again: "You crazy thing, why did you run away so well? Why don't you die outside and no one will collect your body?"
Xie Fu interrupted: "Aunt Su, okay, I don't care, why are you scolding her?"
"Yes, yes, Chou'er will be the master's son from now on. I can't scold him without your permission, master."
"It's getting late, let Zaomou take a bath and have a good rest."
Su Wenqing said, "Sir, why don't you come and wash Chou'er?"
It was clearly like creating an opportunity for them to bathe together so that the relationship could be sealed. Unexpectedly, Su Wenqing was usually honest and simple, and had many ideas.
Xie Fu made a sound and said deliberately: "Aunt Su, you seem to have ordered me around now."
Su Wenqing said hurriedly: "How dare you? You don't want me to get some food for Chou'er, so you and Chou'er can play in the water first."
While playing in the water, Fu Xie couldn't laugh or cry, but he spoke in a subtle and elegant manner, with a funny smile on his face: "Aunt Su, I'm tired."
Su Wenqing smiled apologetically and said: "Okay, okay, next time."
Xie Fu walked out of the room and was about to go back to the inner house. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Yun Wuxue's room lit with red candlelight. With his sharp ears, he seemed to be able to hear the screams of oriole crying blood in the room.
There was a trace of revenge in my heart. Now you know how it feels for me to lose my relatives and friends. When you control other people's life and death from above, how can you feel the pain of others?
Not sure if he wanted to satisfy his desire for revenge and enjoy seeing her sad and miserable look, Xie Fu walked towards the room lit by candlelight.
As soon as the person walked to the door, a smell came out from the house. It was not only sadness but also death. A thought came to his mind - Yun Ruoshui was dead.
Only then did I remember that they had not left for more than an hour, but for forty-seven days. Even if a living person did not eat or drink for forty-seven days, he would be reduced to a handful of bones, let alone a dying person.
He knew that Yun Wuxue had been hiding it from him and secretly used her true energy to give Yun Ruoshui his life. Once this true energy was cut off, Yun Ruoshui would not be able to survive even if he was a cultivator.
In this way, Yun Ruoshui's death was caused by him. Not only did Xie Fu feel no guilt in his heart, but he snorted coldly, thinking that this blood debt could be wiped off in one stroke.
As he silently walked towards the bed, the oriole in the clouds and snow wailed like blood, playing with his heartstrings. Just these few steps softened his heart.
After all, he is not a hard-hearted person. On the contrary, he is sentimental and considerate of others. He is just blinded by grief and hatred. Xie Fu is still the same Xie Fu. From the moment he was born, God has given him a kind heart and a soft heart.
Yun Woxue whined as if no one was there, and Xie Fu stood quietly, feeling that the dark night before dawn was so long, so long that he couldn't wait any longer, so he said, "Fairy Yun."
Yun Woxue turned around, and what came into Xie Fu's eyes was a face that was desolate to the core. Tears flowed from those beautiful eyes, wetting her chest one after another.
