Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

It just so happened that a fire flashed across the sky, and several Kongming lanterns burned in the air, hitting each other and entangled, turning into ashes. When the crowd saw it, there was a commotion.

The surroundings suddenly crowded, and several children screamed and shoved exaggeratedly. The scene became more chaotic. Song Yubai was suddenly pushed by someone, and his body rushed towards Xia Wuxin uncontrollably. The original secret kiss turned into Zhengda. The bright impact, when she reacted, her hands were resting on Xia Wuxin's shoulders, and the **** of lips pressed tightly against her cheeks.

This time, Xia Wu was completely stunned. In her eyes, the sky full of Kongming lanterns suddenly exploded into fireworks, and they fell colorfully.

Even though the autumn wind was rustling, the breath on Song Yubai's body still rushed to his face, the fragrance was fragrant, and it was different from usual, it actually brought some seductive meaning.

"Song..." She opened her mouth to speak, but she only uttered a Song character. Afterwards, her violent heartbeat suppressed all thoughts.

She never dared to imagine that one day Song Yubai would take the initiative to kiss her, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it would be enough to make her freeze in place, sinking her consciousness.

And Song Yubai also seemed to wake up from a big dream, her cheeks flushed red, as if there was a fire roasting, she stretched out her hand to cover her lips, and hurriedly stayed away from Xia Wuxin.

"Song Yubai, you are really crazy!" She cursed secretly, and then covered her face with her sleeves and pushed away from the crowd. The moon-white skirt curled around and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

More and more Kongming lanterns flew into the sky and were blown into the distance by the autumn wind, and poured into a long river of stars. The golden waves were rippling, and the girl suddenly covered her heart, as if experiencing some discomfort, she leaned forward slightly and squatted down.

Not far away, a graceful figure in a pink shirt hurriedly stepped forward, but was pulled by Chi Yao, raised her jaw slightly, and motioned her to look.

Xia Wuxin squatted for a while, and then began to touch her cheeks silly. After a while, her body disappeared where she was going, not knowing where she was going.

Su Xieyue relieved her heart and took her steps back. Xing's eyes seemed to be misty, and she couldn't see the expression in them. She bit her lips lightly, half sighing, and half gently asking: "You put it down?"

Chi shook his head and nodded, then shook his head: "Never."

"Emotions may be like this, no matter how clear-headed you are and tell yourself that it is impossible, there is always something in your mind that is always thinking about it." She said, looking down at her toes.

"Yes, always think about it." Su Xieyue raised her eyes to look at the night sky, her voice whispered, and went away with the wind.

That night, everyone was sleepless again. Xia Wuxin tossed in bed for the whole night, clutching his cheeks, thinking about whether Song Yubai was intentional or unintentional.

I couldn't think about it, so I secretly got up and found a piece of paper torn into pieces. One was intentional and the other was unintentional. After counting twice, the answer was not ideal, so I gave up.

Also, how could a person like Song Yubai be a relative. Xia Wuxin dragged his feet to bed, buried his head in the quilt, and rolled and whimpered for a while alone.

At the same time, in Song Yubai's room, she was draping hair, holding her hands on her chest, and quietly looking at the night sky outside the window. Today's events flashed through her mind in turn, the more she thought, the more red her cheeks became.

I was dazzled before, but now that I think about it carefully, I was hit.

But Su Xieyue's few words really made her start to look at her heart seriously. She had to admit that when she thought that Xia Wuxin might be with others, she felt very uncomfortable.

If it were other things, she could still be prevaricated with gratitude, but she couldn't find any excuse for this jealousy.

A bright light flashed across the night sky, like a shooting star, but also like a burning Kongming lantern.

Song Yubai suddenly stretched out his hand, stretched out the white index finger out of the window, followed the bright light to describe it, and finally turned into three neat and beautiful characters, which were printed in the night sky through her eyes.

"Xia Wuxin." She whispered.

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As the day of the flat peach banquet was getting closer, Xia Chunqiu's injuries gradually recovered, and everyone was notified and set off in the evening the next day and continued to fly to Kunlun Mountain on the big tripod.

Fortunately, there was no obstacle in the clear sky this time. Two days later, the group saw the shadow of the fairy mountain from a distance.

Kunlun Mountain is not a place for cultivating immortals like Pingfeng Mountain, but a veritable celestial mountain, in which the Taoist immortals live, with the Queen Mother of the West as the top. Looking from a distance, the mountain was floating in the air, and the smoke seemed to be long-stretched. After several layers, a jade belt formed by a clear spring flowed down from the mountain. It never landed. Instead, it made a bend and floated into the sky.

When did Xia Wuxin see such a grand scene, she lay on the wall of the tripod all the way, staring straightly at Yanqiao and others, constantly sighing.

Only Song Yubai, with a strange appearance, sat cross-legged underneath alone.

When I got closer, I could see the magnificent pavilions all over it. I don't know if it was the light from them or the celestial spirit shining, and the sky was brighter.

The highest point of Kunlun Mountain is different from the gleaming gold of other places, but like a colorful transparent jade pillar, leading directly to the nine heavens, the white clouds above the head are shining into colorful colors, tumbling and surging, and beautiful.

Xia Wuxin asked Su Xieyue, only to realize that this was the legendary Jade Lake.

When I get closer, I can only fall on the extended white jade platform. Once it touches the ground, the mountain is even more majestic. Looking up, it seems to be able to pierce through the colorful clouds and stand tall, with no head and tail in sight.

Looking back, it is suddenly enlightened, all over the world, and the vastness of the world, the panoramic view, which is exciting.

The immortal energy around me has filled to a certain level. I teach people to be floating, and their steps are lighter. It seems that if you take a few more steps, you will be able to sway up the wind. What is more surprising is that when your toes land, a cloud of mist is lifted, like a lifelike image. Is stepping on white clouds.

Some immortals fell, some came on the clouds, some rode on the cranes, they all looked like the bones of the fairy wind, walking along the clouds and mist, surrounded by the gods of the heavens, so bluffing that Xia Wuxin didn't dare to speak arrogantly. They only dared to hold Su Xieyue's ears.

"Senior Sister, who is the flower on that dress?" Xia Wuxin asked in a low voice, pointing to the curly God.

Su Xieyue quickly took a picture of her hand and hissed: "Don't point to people, I haven't been to the heavens, how can I recognize them?"

Xia Wuxin touched his head, then ran to the last Song Yubai, and smiled: "Sir, you are familiar with the heavens, you should recognize it."

After Xia Wuxin defined that day as an accident, she no longer remembered it, so she smiled frankly, but Song Yubai was different. When she saw Xia Wuxin approaching, she subconsciously tensed her body and her breathing became stagnant.

After a while, she pretended to be an understatement and raised her eyes slightly: "The **** of flowers, who is in charge of the flowers in the world, is in full bloom as scheduled."

"Even flowers are gods?" Xia Wuxin was very surprised. She looked around and saw a woman flying behind her. She was wearing a yellow dress with silk draped on her arms. There was no wind. When she saw her face, Xia Wuxin He patted his chest abruptly.

Seeing her expression, Song Yubai frowned involuntarily and said in a low voice, "Chang'e."

"Chang'e, where is her rabbit?" Xia Wuxin craned her neck and looked into her arms.

"I lost it a hundred years ago. It should be because I was fascinated by the red dust." Song Yubai said lightly, "If you are so curious, I will show you this heavenly court list from now on, so you can see for yourself."

When Xia Wuxin heard the words, he blinked and stopped asking nonsense.

Although the flat peach banquet has not yet begun, the Queen Mother of the West is still setting a banquet next to the Yaochi for the gods to rest. Xia Wuxin's eyes are dizzy by the clouds and golden light everywhere. Walking along the luminous jade steps.

When a colorful light suddenly appeared in front of her, she knew that Yaochi had finally arrived.

Looking up, the pool is not only a pool of water, but like a terraced field, divided into several pieces from top to bottom. Each piece of pool water is a color, rushing, and the bottom is formed by the clear spring. The jade belts are connected together, flying out of the mountain, and are far away to the nine days.

With the naked eye, you can't see all the ponds, enough to see its magnificence.

Above the Jade Pool, there is another huge floating palace. The jade-white pillars stand up from the sky, and a huge plaque stands on top of the Jade Pool. After passing the pillars, there is a sea of ​​clouds. There are countless low tables in the clouds. , A **** sitting cross-legged long ago, drank the good wine.

"There are still important things for the teacher, you stay here, be careful not to cause trouble." Xia Chunqiu settled them here, and hurriedly left, without Xia Chunqiu staring, Xia Wuxin was even more presumptuous. Randomly found a seat, sat cross-legged on the cloud, and poured himself wine.

"Wuxin, you forgot your drinking. If you make an oolong here, beware of the master and punish you again." Su Xieyue snatched the glass from her hand and threw a cup of fragrant tea backhand.

Xia Wuxin sniffed the scent of the wine and rubbed Su Xieyue's arm for a long time. Su Xieyue couldn't hold her back, so she poured some for her and stared at her to drink.

"Only one mouthful." Su Xieyue said.

Xia Wuxin smacked in her mouth, only to feel that the taste was very wonderful. He raised his eyes and saw the divine light on the head of the **** in front of him. Thinking of his own half-fairy body, he suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment and muttered. : "Senior Sister, how long will it take for us to cultivate to become a **** like them."

Su Xieyue chuckled lightly, rubbed her hair, and said, "Maybe it won't be possible for thousands of years, maybe it won't happen in a lifetime, who can be sure."

For thousands of years, Xia Wuxin suddenly became a little frustrated. In this way, she and Song Yubai have been separated by thousands of years.

Thinking of Song Yubai, she subconsciously looked behind her, who knew it was the enchanting Flower Fairy just now, so she quickly threw down her wine glass, raised her knees, and scared Hua Xian almost to throw the wine in her hand.

She looked up and down at Xia Wuxin with a pair of peach blossom eyes, put down the wine bottle with her hands, and curled her eyebrows: "What are you doing so surprised, little fairy?"

Seeing Xia Wuxin ignoring her, she suddenly popped a petal, stopping Xia Wuxin, and Gu Zi said: "Are you looking for an emperor?"

"Have you seen her?" Xia Wuxin asked quickly.

"Dignified emperor, who doesn't know, who doesn't? It turns out that the rumor is true. Not only did she not die, she really fell into the mortal world and became a mortal." She said in a charming voice, regretful.

"Then do you know where she went?" Xia Wuxin suddenly squatted down and stared at the flower fairy.

"The little fairy who can't get on the table is so rude. When he meets the gods, he doesn't ask what is good, and just asks if there is something." , Looked at Xia Wuxin contemptuously, "No matter, I think you are like an old friend and don't care about you."

She squeezed the glass, pointed in a direction, and said, "Go over there."

Xia Wuxin didn't bother to pay attention to the arrogance in her words, and hurriedly thanked him.

The direction Huaxian pointed to was very deserted. There was almost no one on the road. The walls were surrounded by golden palace walls. The walls were filled with flowers of various colors, fragrant and fragrant.

I don't know how long she ran, just when she began to suspect that Huaxian was playing her intentionally, she saw the familiar figure from back, and then relieved her mind, her body suddenly turned into streamer, and she stood beside Song Yubai.

"Why don't you tell me and run out by yourself?" Xia Wuxin sighed and gently pulled Song Yubai's sleeves.

Song Yubai was staring at a place in a trance. When she was called, she suddenly turned around, and he was relieved to see Xia Wuxin.

"There are many gods here, it's okay." She said, and continued to move forward, "I just seemed to have noticed the breath of the divine artifact, so I came to have a look, but when I got here, it was gone."

"Pangu banners?" Xia Wuxin asked, and then released his spiritual consciousness, slowly covering the flowers, plants and trees, but he didn't notice anything except the aura of heaven and earth.

"Xu is an illusion." Song Yubai shook his head and patted Xia Wuxin's arm, "Go back, if Dongfeng Shangxian goes back and can't find us, it will be bad."

The two walked along the palace wall for a while, Xia Wuxin suddenly felt sore in her eyes, so she stretched out her hand to cover her eyes and rubbed it vigorously.

The light here is too strong, even if you close your eyes, you still feel that your eyes are bright, and the red eyelids are getting more and more dazzling. She is rubbing, and she has a pair of cool hands, gently holding her wrists, She took it away.

"It's useless if you rub it any more, but it hurts your eyes." Song Yubai's voice sounded, and when she listened, her tone was very gentle, like the gurgling spring water, which made people feel itchy.

Xia Wuxin put down her hands obediently and tried to open her eyes, but her eyes were again covered by a slender and soft hand.

"You have never been to the heavens, your cultivation level is low, and it is natural if you are not used to divine light. It is good to go back to Yaochi." Song Yubai said, stretching out his hand, but stopped at Xia Wuxin's waist.

The girl's waist was slender, before she put it up, she was shocked just by looking at it.

Song Yubai, you are dizzy, she murmured, then put her hand on Xia Wuxin's back, half pushing and half leading her to walk.

Xia Wuxin was taken care of by her, and her heart was overjoyed. How could she miss such a good opportunity, she immediately tilted and fell into her arms like a weak Liu Fufeng, holding Song Yubai's waist with her arms, and resting her head on her shoulders. .

"What are you doing?" Song Yubai looked around and said in shame.

"My eyes hurt." Xia Wuxin played a rogue and groaned, "Song Yubai, you can help me go back. I can't see anything, I'm terribly scared."

Song Yubai had seen her mind a long time ago and wanted to push her away, but he hesitated. After a while, he simply let her go and walked forward.

She took a step, and the girl followed in shattered steps, her long body curled up in her arms, a bit cute.

"Are you still afraid?" Song Yubai shook his head.

"If I can't see you, I will naturally be afraid." Xia Wuxin pursed his lips and smiled, sighing in his heart, Song Yubai's arms were really soft and fragrant.

"Greasy mouth and tongue." Song Yubai scolded, but while Xia Wuxin couldn't see it, his eyes were slightly curved.

Only this hooking of the lips eclipsed all the surrounding gold tiles and silver walls.

Before her eyes were misty and misty, she suddenly had an idea that she wanted to hold the girl in her arms so she would walk down the Kunlun Mountains all the way to the wild, the ends of the world, and never return to that palace again.

Both had their own thoughts and thoughts in their hearts, both of them were silent, but there was a cry from a distance, interrupting their thoughts.

The cry was weak, like crying for a long time, just listening to the sound made people think of a weak, miserable woman.

Xia Wuxin listened for a while, and finally couldn't help it. He reluctantly retracted his head, narrowed his eyes into a slit, and looked in the direction of the cry, only to see a cloud of mist.

"Can you go?" Song Yubai asked softly, and Xia Wuxin nodded quickly, then let go of her, swaggered a few steps, and signaled that she could.

"Then I'll go and see, you wait here, don't run around." After that, Song Yubai picked up the skirt and walked towards the cry, but as he got closer and closer, there was a burst of irritation. A sense of familiarity gradually came to my heart.

After she turned a corner, the familiar feeling swelled to its maximum in an instant, like a big mountain, hitting her heart so hard that it hurt.

I saw the woman squatting at the root of the wall, wearing a cloud shirt only found in the heavens, with extremely gorgeous colored embroidery, cloud temples like mist, covering her small cheeks, and a treasured jade on one end, proclaiming her status.

She was crying, her shoulders trembling, revealing an agar-like arm, and a bracelet was wrapped around her wrist. Song Yubai's footsteps suddenly messed up when she saw the bracelet.

Xia Wuxin in the distance heard what was wrong, her heart sank, and ran over with squinting eyes, shouting Song Yubai's name in her mouth, but Song Yubai was dumbfounded and never answered.

So she panicked and slammed her head against the wall, covering her forehead with pain. Then she opened her eyes and was full of tears. Through the tears, she could see Song Yubai's back and the crying woman squatting on the ground in a trance.

"Song Yubai!" She yelled again, wiped away her tears and walked to Song Yubai's side, looked at Song Yubai, and then at the woman, confused.

"Wuxin." Song Yubai suddenly spoke, and then stretched out her hand and hurriedly grasped it until Xia Wuxin put her arm into her palm, and she calmed down a bit.

It's just that those hands were holding Xia Wuxin fiercely, unable to tell whether it was because of anger or sadness.

The voice also shocked the crying woman, and saw that she raised her head, revealing a face full of tears, pear blossoms with rain, that face was very delicate and beautiful, but it was a little pale, but her lips were bitten out of blood, and she looked very lethargic. People love and affection.

She looked at Xia Wuxin ignorantly, and then at Song Yubai, her eyes widened instantly, and she helped the wall to get up.

She walked a few steps forward, not knowing whether she was crying or laughing for a while, suddenly stepped forward, kneeled at Song Yubai, held her thighs tightly with both hands, and said: "The emperor, the emperor, you Still alive!"

But Song Yubai seemed to have encountered some filth, breathing quickly, and quickly backed away. She struggled eagerly and angry, helplessly wrapping her up, and could only hold on to Xia Wuxin's hand tightly.

"Wuxin..." she suddenly said, pleading with tears.

Xia Wuxin felt terribly distressed when she saw this. No matter who the woman was, he didn't pity Xiangyu Yu, and kicked her shoulder.