Great Creator

Chapter 265 Jealous for nothing (12)

"Well, Dad, look, we have too many human races here, it's not convenient for us to talk, and Wang Bai who wants to kill me hasn't been dealt with yet..."

Hearing this, Wang Bai trembled non-stop.

Huang Si pulled Mishui's face in front of her, and Mishui felt that her face was almost stretched.

"Dad, the sixth-generation prosthetic body I use will strain!"

"Don't try to change the subject." Huang Si smiled dangerously, "I will naturally let the local officials of the clan handle the matter of Wang Bai. Is it just a display for you to be your father's family?"

"Father hasn't settled your matter yet, so why bother with outsiders? Mishui, don't you know that you must first settle inside when you are fighting against outsiders?"

"Father!" Mi Shui cried loudly.

End Yin couldn't stand it any longer, walked over and said, "Father, there are too many people here, why don't we change places?"

"OK."

After a few minutes.

Huang Si, Mi Shui, and Zhong Yin sat on the teahouse.

The waiter in the teahouse made good tea for the three of them. Then, seeing the dignified and gloomy atmosphere in the room, the waiter wisely chose not to ask the guest officer what he wanted, and went downstairs directly.

Huang Si picked up the teacup, lifted the lid, blew on the hot tea, and then said to the two standing at the door of the private room:

"Who allowed you to follow in? Get out for me."

Song Hong and Xiao Qiu stood outside the tea room.

Hearing Huang Si's opening to push people away, Song Hong remained silent, but did not leave.

He followed all the way. Xiao Qiu followed behind him as usual.

Song Hong knew that he would never be able to beat this person, but this person was definitely not an ordinary person.

Because, the more he is not an ordinary person, the more likely he is related to his master.

Seeing that Song Hong didn't leave or speak, Huang Si frowned slightly.

He has never had much patience with non-family human races, and there are only two ways to deal with those who are not interested.

"Little Er!" Huang Siyang called out.

The waiter who poured tea just now appeared on the stairs: "What do you want, sir?"

"Where are the idlers waiting to disturb my tea, help me drive them out."

Xiaoer murmured in his heart that he thought you were together, so he hurried upstairs, nodded and bowed to Song Hong, and said, "Guest officer, why don't you change the room?"

"No need." Song Hong said in a deep voice.

After all, Huang Si spent a lot of money, and the second child felt that he couldn't offend the rich, so he wanted to pull Song Hong.

Song Hong put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and suddenly he showed the aura of a congenital master. The little boy lost his balance and fell down the stairs like a gourd. Fortunately, he has been a courtesan for many years, and he caught it halfway through the fall. The railings avoided the bloody ending.

Xiao Er's face was horrified, only then did he realize that this man was a master of martial arts, and ran away in a panic.

After driving Xiaoer away, Song Hong asked Huang Si: "Do you know Miss Xia? She is my master, and I have been looking for her for a long time. If there is news of her, I am willing to agree to all conditions in exchange."

"I don't know, get lost."

Although Huang Si's attitude was extremely rude, Song Hong still had no intention of leaving.

Don't go by yourself?

Huang Si reached out to touch a chopstick from the table and pointed it at Song Hong's head.

Seeing that Song Hong was about to be killed, Xiao Qiu suddenly stepped in front of Song Hong.

She was not as tall as Song Hong, but she stretched out her arms as hard as she could, trying to help Song Hong block the attack.

On the contrary, Song Hong didn't react for a while.

I don't know if he is confident that he will not be killed by chopsticks, or if he is in a daze. In short, Song Hong did not hide.

After being stopped by unrelated people, Huang Si noticed the little girl who had been following Song Hong all this time.

He stopped, glanced at Xiaoqiu, and asked with some doubts: "Is this kid a fool? Do you think this can block my attack?"

Mi Shui had been very nervous at first, and just put the tea to her mouth. After hearing Huang Si's words, she blew the tea onto the face of Zhong Yin who was opposite.

End Yin's face was very grim with tea and saliva on his face.

Mi Shui hurried to her side and whispered: "Father God didn't notice Xiao Qiu's appearance..."

"You'll find out if you say it." End Yin also whispered.

She looked up at Huang Si, and sure enough, Huang Si also noticed the content of their chat, but Huang Si only felt puzzled, and asked:

"What does it look like?"

Mi Shui tilted his head to look at Xiaoqiu, then looked at Huang Si's puzzled face, and said, "Uh, isn't it Dad, your family member Zhou Xia? She is a special power holder in the heavens, and I thought she It's special to you, but you don't even remember what she looks like..."

Mi Shui still remembered that when she heard that only Zhou Xia and Wen Ling had special privileges in the heavenly realm, she went to visit them both.

Well, Wen Ling is an old man, nothing unusual.

But Zhou Xia is a beautiful girl!

hateful! A privileged beautiful girl! Feels like a major threat!

Millet water ate a jar of vinegar.

As a result, I now feel that this vinegar seems to be in vain?

Only then did Huang Si understand, "So that's the case. I look at the family members directly at the soul. Although I pinched the body of the family members, but because I pinched it, I only remember the structure of the cells, but instead It’s not easy to pay attention to looks.”

In his consciousness, due to the one-way information flow effect of the assimilation effect, the soul of the family members is far more conspicuous than the body, and the characteristics of the soul are also easier to remember. Different people's souls have different concentrations of laws, which can be seen at a glance Who is it? Huang Si finds it very troublesome if he remembers his appearance, and he is face blind, so he doesn't remember people very well.

Zhou Xia's face was seen several times when she first met her, but she didn't pay much attention to it later.

Thinking of this, Huang Si took a closer look at Xiao Qiu's appearance.

After comparing Xiaoqiu with Zhou Xia's biological appearance in memory, Huang Si finally compared the similarities.

He nodded: "If you look closely, it does look a bit like it, but it's quite a bit different. It's not at the same level at all."

When Xiao Qiu heard these words, his expression was a little sad.

But Song Hong suddenly became excited.

The conversation between these three people contained the hope of finding his master, and it seemed that it also contained a big secret that he could not even think of.

"You know Miss Xia...? What is the relationship between her and you? What does the family mean?"

Song Hong's voice trembled, he managed to control his tone, and asked three consecutive questions in a hoarse voice.

Huang Sili ignored him, but looked at Xiaoqiu and asked, "Are you Zhou Xia's daughter? Who is your father? Is it this crazy swordsman?"

When Mi Shui heard this, she was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, she realized that it was very possible. She exclaimed excitedly, "Is that so? Wow! I seem to have heard something very important!"

Huang Si didn't think too much, put down the tea, found the soul star belonging to Zhou Xia in the consciousness space, and started the soul dialogue.

"Zhou Xia, do you have a daughter in this world?"

Zhou Xia was silent for a while, and then her clear voice sounded:

"Ah, it's God!! I haven't come to see me for a long time, I miss God so much! But God, how can you ask me such a question! How can I have a daughter!!! I have never...been! It's not like you don't know!"

"I don't know." After Huang Si finished speaking, he hung up the soul call.

"I asked, and Zhou Xia said that it is impossible for her to have a daughter, and the reason is self-evident." Huang Si rested her chin on her hand, and told Mi Shui and Zhong Yin the information.

Mi Shui: "What does self-evident mean?"

The final tone poked her: "Shut up if you don't understand."