Fengjian Liuxiang looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Are you sure you want to wield the sword by yourself? If the gatekeeper discovers this, you will be banned for six years."
Six years?!
Wu Jiuzi decisively sheathed her sword, turned around, jumped onto his cloud, grabbed his sleeves, and said sincerely: "Then I'd better help Master carry Ah Zi."
"My sleeves don't seem to be very strong..." Fengjian Liuxiang looked at her with bright eyes and smiled: "I'll give you two choices, one is to hold my master's hand, and the other is to hug my teacher.
Master’s waist…”
Before he finished his sentence, Wu Jiuzi quickly held his hand: "Azi feels that it is more secure if the big hand holds the small hand."
After saying this sentence, I felt embarrassed. This sentence seemed to be a line from "Big Head Son, Little Head Dad".
His fingers were as slender as jade, and compared to her small hands, they were indeed much larger.
Fengjian Liuxiang's eyes flashed slightly and she smiled slightly: "My teacher once felt the same way."
I thought you would hold my hand and keep walking, but I didn’t expect that you would leave me halfway and no longer care about my life or death——
He took her and jumped up, straight into the sky, above the white clouds.
The flight altitude this time was more than 4,000 meters above sea level, and there were large white clouds floating below his feet. He was obviously flying very fast, but he couldn't feel much wind.
Wu Jiuzi had never flown so high in her life except flying. And the white cloud under their feet was big enough, a big soft ball. Standing on it felt like standing on the softest quilt.
And it is different from flying at low altitude. Standing on it, people will have the feeling of being at the top of the mountain and seeing all the small mountains at a glance.
"Azi, do you like it?" Fengjian Liuxiang glanced at her and naturally saw her raised eyebrows.
"I like it." Wu Jiuzi said without thinking.
"Don't worry, you will do the same in the future. Maybe you will do better than my teacher." Fengjian Liuxiang smiled slightly and spoke softly.
This month, Liuxiang in the Wind has always been distant to her, and he rarely smiles truly at her. Even if he smiles beautifully sometimes, it still makes her back feel cold. She always feels like he is plotting against her again.
This time the smile was warm, pure and as intoxicating as the spring breeze.
She felt warm in her heart and smiled back: "Thank you."
She didn't know why, but she always felt that this conversation sounded familiar, as if she had had such a conversation several years ago.
Fengjian Liuxiang's eyes darkened slightly: "Are you so polite to speak to Master?"
In this era, shouldn’t everyone speak respectfully to Master?
Isn't it normal to be polite?
In order to prevent him from being displeased and throwing her away again, Wu Jiuzi simply pursed her lips and smiled: "Azi has always respected the master and regarded him as his biological father."
Anyway, she grew up with her grandma and has never seen her biological parents. She is very indifferent to her parents, so it doesn't matter if she compares them to them.
"Treat him as his biological father?" Fengjian Liuxiang tightened his fingers slightly, half-smiling, "Did you pronounce the last word with the wrong pronunciation?"
Huh? Wu Jiuzi didn't react for a moment. The speed of the fragrance in the wind suddenly accelerated. The wind was so fierce that Wu Jiuzi couldn't open his mouth and eyes, and couldn't say a word.
……………………
Until sitting in a private room of a luxury restaurant, Wu Jiuzi was still a little shocked.
Although she had always been calm, her little face turned a little pale after such a flight in the air at supersonic speeds.