Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

Xia Wuxin was stunned for a while, then stammered: "I, I don't..."

Before she finished speaking, she was dumb. At this time, her brain was clear. After thinking about it, she was clearly controlled by others, and the only magical technique in this world that can control others is the puppet technique.

But puppet art is forbidden in Pingfeng Mountain. This art is very complicated and leaves no traces. Only people with strong mana can control it, and only those with strong mana can detect it. But the fairy in this house, who can Use this technique?

Xia Wuxin suddenly turned around and met Xia Zheng, only to see that he was proud of his face, as if watching a good show.

Xia Wuxin's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. How could Xia Zheng use such a powerful technique? And he must be right, no one here can detect the puppetry, and no one will believe that she is controlled by the puppetry, and will only treat her as a domineering and troublesome mess.

And if this matter reaches Xia Chunqiu's ears, it must be another good meal.

"Get out! You are not allowed to take another step in the future." Song Yubai gritted his teeth, and then took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, as if it was stained with something dirty, wiped his vermilion lips and flicked his sleeve away.

Xia Wuxin saw Song Yubai's gaffe for the second time today. Not only did she leave the house behind, she also punished her to kneel outside the hall for a day and night.

Under the steps, it rained heavily.

Xia Wuxin gritted his teeth and touched the water on his face, thinking about what kind of mold he had touched today and how the scorching sun was still shining. When he went out, he knelt and it started to rain heavily.

She wasn't really obedient, but she was afraid that Song Yubai would personally complain to Xia Chunqiu. Although this matter will be heard by Xia Chunqiu sooner or later, Xia Chunqiu would be surprisingly respectful of Song Yubai. If Song Yubai personally complained, then She has a small life, afraid that it will end in the hands of her father.

On the steps, in the door, aloes curled up, Song Yubai had already changed into a snow-white robe, sitting at the low table, looking down at something, turning a blind eye to the rain flowers splashing under the eaves.

The little fairy waiter with two **** on his head came up, filled Song Yubai with a cup of tea, and cautiously said: "Sir, that man has been kneeling for an hour."

"Yeah." Song Yubai said lightly, her slender eyelashes lifted up, her fingertips held the pages of the book and turned them, not as elegant as a mortal.

Xiaoxian waiter looked out the door, hesitated for a while, suddenly lowered his head, and changed his name in a low voice: "Princess, after all, she is the son of Dongfeng Shangxian. Thanks to Shangxian, we still..."

"Azui." Song Yubai suddenly raised his voice, intending to remind Little Immortal Servant not to mention his identity again.

After Song Yubai was demoted to the world, his magic power was sealed, and there was only a loyal little immortal servant Azui who was looking for the world. Although she bitterly hates the things of the past, she can do nothing in the world. She can only tolerate it every day. Nearly a hundred years have passed by the foot of the mountain.

It's just that when she was in the heavens, she had a strong mana, and she was able to slay demons and slayers, and caused a lot of trouble. One day, she was stopped by a group of vengeful demons and was seriously injured. Fortunately, Xia Chunqiu was rescued.

After that day, she stayed in Pingfeng Mountain, making a name for herself, and pretending to be a man to hide from others.

Therefore, no matter what kind of insult she received on weekdays, she would secretly endure it, only this time, Xia Wu's anger broke her gong.

She turned a few more pages, but her heart became more upset. She couldn't help but look at the courtyard, and saw heavy rain pouring down. Xia Wuxin's thin body was swaying softly, like a swaying waterweed in the water. .

Song Yubai frowned and watched her sway for a while, finally put down the book and got up, the white robe slid to the ground, leaving only the plain long clothes inside, and walking barefoot into the back room, suddenly speaking, his voice was indifferent.

"After a while, let her get up."

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, it seems to be connecting the sky and the earth, there is mist everywhere, and everything is blurred.

With an umbrella on top of her head, Xia Wuxin raised her head. A beautiful woman in a green shirt was casting a spell worriedly, and the water droplets on her body immediately turned into water vapor.

"Senior Sister Xieyue..." Xia Wuxin saw the savior coming, and immediately raised her head and knelt straight. She has red lips and white teeth, and now she is soaked all over. It is pitiful to look at it like this.

Su Xieyue brought her up since she was a child, and she didn't see her like this. She naturally felt distressed, so she reproached her and stretched her hands to get up: "Okay, I will intercede with your husband for you."

"It's nothing more than fooling around. Today's matter is too much. If I were Mr. Song, I would definitely punish you." Su Xieyue was concerned, but she was not forgiving.

As soon as Xia Wuxin saw Su Xieyue, her grievances came to her heart. She grabbed her hand and said anxiously: "Who wants to kiss Song Yubai, I am Xia Zheng's plot, and I have been puppeted."

"Puppetry?" Su Xieyue also darkened, she reached out and probed Xia Wuxin's forehead, "In Pingfeng Mountain, puppetry is forbidden. Where did he get such powerful mana?"

"I don't know, it's impossible, Senior Sister doesn't believe me either." Xia Wuxin was even more aggrieved, and her pink lips were bitten out of blood.

"I naturally believe that although you often get into trouble on weekdays, I know that you are actually a pure temper and you will not lie to me." Su Xieyue shook her head, her face embarrassed, "But, Master won't."

"Fine, I'll go and explain to Mr. Song first, you must bear it first, and I will come as soon as I go." Su Xieyue stuffed the umbrella into Xia Wuxin's hand, picked up the skirt, and hurried up the steps.

At this moment, Xia Wuxin suddenly felt a wave of pressure like Mount Tai. Her heartbeat stagnated, and she hurriedly turned her head. From a distance, she saw Xia Chunqiu standing outside the courtyard. He was holding something in his hand. Standing there with negative hands, like a Buddha statue.

Xia Wuxin shuddered as if being splashed with cold water. She immediately got up and wanted to run, but she still couldn't keep up with Xia Chunqiu's speed.

In a blink of an eye, a soul whip had already come with a force of breaking the wind, Xia Wuxin felt that her waist was tight, and her whole body flew into the air and hit the ground heavily.

Although she has always been rough and thick, she almost lost her life in this one. There was a blur in front of her eyes. Then, the whip as dense as raindrops and the big raindrops were drawn on her back together, and Xia Wuxin was in pain. Almost fainted, but knowing he could not escape, he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

She has been like this since she was a child, no matter how many beatings she has suffered, she can hardly make a sound.

Su Xieyue turned around when she heard the movement, she was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her. Helplessly, Xia Chunqiu was still in anger, and the attack was not light or heavy, and she pulled out a few red marks on her body.

"Master, Master, don't fight! Wuxin was framed by someone and received a forbidden technique. It was not intentional!" Su Xieyue's eyes were red, and she was busy explaining for Xia Wuxin, but Xia Chunqiu seemed to turn a deaf ear. I have to teach Xia Wuxin a lesson.

"You rebellious son, you know that Mr. Song is... you dare to insult her by doing such a violent thing, today I will not take you half to death!" While Xia Chunqiu reprimanded, he did not act lightly, and Xia Wuxin supported it. I couldn't help it, my throat was fishy, ​​and a little bit of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Su Xieyue hurriedly knelt down to intercede, but Xia Chunqiu couldn't listen. In the end, Su Xieyue was really distressed. She gritted her teeth and threw her whole body on Xia Wuxin, which made Xia Chunqiu stop.

The heavy rain has not diminished, and the soil on the ground is mixed with rainwater, soaking people's faces in mud.

"Wuxin." Su Xieyue endured the pain, and helped Xia Wuxin up and held her arms in her arms. She had always been softhearted, and she couldn't cry when she saw such a scene.

She only suffered so much after two hits, so what kind of pain should Xia Wuxin look like.

When Xia Chunqiu saw this, his fists were also loosened. He seemed to exhale a long breath, then raised his whip again, and sternly said: "As the son of Xia Chunqiu, you are idle and unlearned all day long. It has long been the laughingstock of the sect and even the Six Realms, and I dare to cause such a mess today! Xie Yue, don't walk away, stop it again, and be careful to teach you together for the teacher."

Xia Wuxin couldn't tell whether it was the pain or the muddy water in her eyes. Her eyes were blurred. She gently pushed Su Xieyue, gritted her teeth and said: "Senior Sister, leave me alone, you are weak and don't want to catch a cold."

Su Xieyue refused to leave, and Xia Chunqiu raised her whip again over there. Xia Wuxin was in pain. She looked up through the rain curtain. She didn't know who came in the distance and was walking here.

The sound of the wind rang in her ears, Xia Wuxin gritted her teeth, struggling abruptly, changed her posture to protect Su Xieyue in front of her, but before the whip was drawn to her body, she heard an indifferent voice.

"Dong Feng Shangxian, enough."

The sound passed through the layers of rain curtains, and it was not very real. Xia Wuxin couldn't hold it anymore. With a loose hand, she turned over and lay on the ground.

It's just that Xia Chunqiu's last whip was too violent, and he went straight to Xia Wuxin's head. Xia Chunqiu was shocked and hurriedly stopped, but it was still too late.

At the moment of the moment, a white celestial force surged from nowhere. Although soft and gentle, it contained powerful power. It swallowed the whip and turned it into ashes in the rain.

Xia Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed the turbidity in her eyes. She finally saw the person who was coming. He was thin and drenched in white clothes because of the rain.

The momentary danger still lingered in his mind, Xia Wuxin felt fear for the first time, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, clutching the corner of the visitor's clothes tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and refused to let it go.

In a daze, the person struggled hard, but didn't break free. After a while, she slowly squatted down and gently placed her hand on Xia Wuxin's forehead.

The hands were very cold, but very comfortable.

Xia Wuxin's eyes were black and white. She thought it was Su Xieyue, so she struggled to get up, fell into the man's arms, shivered with her teeth.

The person seemed to have never expected that she would do this, and was stunned on the spot for a while, as if he wanted to push her away, but didn't use force, as if he couldn't bear it.

"Senior Sister..." she murmured, holding on to the person tightly.

In the mist, she lifted her head vigorously and finally saw the person's appearance. Her black hair was draped behind her, her skin was pale as snow, her eyes were brighter than the untouched rain, but they were as cold as rain.

It was Song Yubai.