Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

A ray of golden light fell from nine days and turned into a sharp sword halfway, and went straight to Xia Wuxin. Song Yubai waved his long sleeve and stopped the sword, but couldn't help backing two steps, messing his hair.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor of Heaven seemed impatient, and dozens of long swords passed through the clouds. Song Yubai saw it, and suddenly opened his arms, and a little silver light leaked from the air, quickly converging into a giant umbrella, worthy of it. Block it.

The power of the true **** is very majestic. Although Song Yubai is very talented, he is young and will soon be defeated. The dry blood on his chest moisturizes again, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

On Kunlun Mountain, a piece of gold and silver glittered, as if the sun and the moon clash, illuminating most of the mountains and rivers.

Seeing her wanting to die, the emperor stopped her action, the golden light turned into a stream of light and dissipated, and he scolded, "Crazy!"

Song Yubai tightened his strength and wiped off the blood oozing from her mouth. Her calves trembled, but she was still standing upright in front of Xia Wuxin, her eyes were red, and her body was long, like a cold long sword.

There was silence all around, no one dared to speak, only a few sobbing sounded, and the whistling wind.

Above the sky, a long sigh suddenly came, and after a while, he said: "The heavens are disorderly, and the six worlds are turbulent. I will take ten days as the limit. After ten days, I will deal with it."

As soon as the voice fell, the wind and clouds above his head suddenly accelerated, and the clouds that had been blown away all returned to the distance one after another, blocking a majestic day.

The coercion of the true **** disappeared, and the emperor departed.

Song Yubai suddenly exhaled a foul breath, his legs softened, and he turned around and knelt down, supporting the ground with one hand and holding Xia Wuxin's body tightly with the other, pulling her up and hugging her in his arms.

The girl has black hair and black eyelashes, chapped lips, pale face, like a stone sculpture, cold to the touch.

The others finally dared to step forward, but they only watched from a distance, watching the beauty in white kneeling on the rocks, dyed in blood, slowly leaning over, placing their cheeks on Xia Wuxin's forehead.

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In the first battle of the dragon clan in the heavens, thousands of celestial soldiers were killed and wounded. Fortunately, the emperor left the pass early, and the dragon clan was hit hard and fled back to the East China Sea.

However, the prince rebelled against the heavens, linked to the dragon clan, his body was destroyed, and he was punished for several crimes. The soul was imprisoned on the top of Rizhao Mountain. Ten squares of fine iron pierced his limbs and burned by the sun every day.

The news blasted through the Six Realms in general, and everyone was shocked, but apart from this incident, the emperor Heping Fengshan, who had disappeared in the eyes of everyone for a hundred years, also jumped up and became the talk of the Six Realms after dinner.

They all said that the emperor had been incognito for a hundred years, but now she finally broke the seal, once again ascended to the gods, and returned to the immortal class. Even more informed people asserted that another powerful monster was born. On the day of the Tianlong Battle, some people saw the billowing black smoke rising from the sky above Kunlun Mountain, and their grievances were terrifying.

The people present said that the source of the demonic energy was Xia Wuxin, the young master of Pingfeng Mountain and the son of Dongfengshang Fairy.

The rumors were fierce, and Xia Chunqiu didn't say a word. On that day, he led the disciples to leave without saying goodbye, and left Kunlun overnight without rest for a few days. Finally, on a bright moonlit night, he quietly returned to Pingfeng Mountain.

It's just that Xia Wuxin didn't wake up after experiencing the bumps.

The disciples of Pingfengshan also heard about this, but because Xia Chunqiu imposed a ban, they didn't dare to talk about it. They had to avoid Xia Wuxin's house when they came and went, and the atmosphere in the mountain was particularly depressing.

Early in the morning, the autumn wind was very steep, the door of the disciple's wing opened with a creak, and a woman in a peach pink dress walked out of Zhongting Pavilion, her face full of sadness, holding a bowl of herbal soup in her hand.

A few petals floated in the autumn breeze, Su Xieyue couldn't help tightening her clothes, and looking up, she saw that a few meters high Gongsun tree in front of the door had already yellowed its leaves, and the sunlight shone like a piece of gold.

A woman is lying on a tree branch, also in peach powder, petals blooming from the hem of her skirt, and withering with the wind.

"The God of Flower Fairy, why are you..." Su Xieyue was shocked when she saw the Flower Fairy who should have returned to the heavens.

Huaxian Qing Lingling smiled, her long arms softly propped herself up, a pair of slender legs hanging down, her eyes were as clear and charming as water.

"The world is boring, how can it be fun here." She landed on the petals on her toes, her eyes fell on the soup medicine in Su Xieyue's hand, "Send it to Xia Wuxin?"

Su Xieyue always felt that this flower fairy was strange, so she didn't say more, bowed her head and gave a hum.

"Let's go, I happen to have something to find her too." Huaxian said, twisting the waist that Yingying held, and walked past the huge Gongsun tree.

Su Xieyue's eyes dimmed a little when she heard the words, she walked a few steps quickly, and whispered, "Wu Xin, she hasn't woken up yet."

Huaxian slowed down and looked back at Su Xieyue, frowning slightly: "So many days, haven't you woken up yet?"

"Fine." She changed her conversation, "Take me there."

Su Xieyue nodded and walked curly in front of Huaxian, leading her way. Huaxian was not quiet, walking behind her, always looking around and looking around, using her bright nails painted with Kodan to go around the road from time to time. Flowers and plants on the side.

Su Xieyue finally couldn't help it, and said softly: "God Flower Fairy, do you know anything about Wuxin's identity? Now that she is unconscious, we really can't. If you know, I will be grateful. "

"Yes." Huaxian answered simply this time.

Su Xieyue heard this, her apricot eyes gleamed, and she hurriedly turned around, but almost ran into Huaxian's naked/lunching shoulders, and quickly bowed her head without looking.

"Don't worry." Huaxian's voice became milder, "After I see her, I will reply."

Su Xieyue couldn't help but speed up as she walked, and finally ran with her bowl, almost knocking open the door of Xia Wuxin's room, but her body suddenly froze at the door, with Xia Chunqiu who was sitting on a chair and dozing off. Make a face-to-face.

She hurriedly bent over and called the master.

Xia Chunqiu coughed twice and gently lifted her big palm to signal her to exempt her.

However, in just a few days, Xia Chunqiu's complexion became even more blue, and the eyes embedded in the brow bones were covered with red blood, and she looked very haggard.

"This..." He said, Huaxian nodded at him and smiled, "I have no name and no surname, just call me Huaxian."

"The **** of the flower fairy, the dog is in a coma in the house, and the emperor is watching, please come back another day." Xia Chunqiu sighed.

Huaxian shook her head. Her hair was woven into several twist-shaped whips, and there were many flowers in her braids. Such a shook her head, she shook her head and said, "I have a way to wake her up."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the back room opened with a creak. Song Yubai was standing in the door with his eyes red. I don't know if it was because he hadn't rested for a long time or he just cried.

The morning light was faint, and the white light passed through the window lattice, making Xia Wuxin's face paler. She lay quietly on the bed, her black hair scattered into a cloud of ink.

Pangu banners were propped by the bed, and the scarlet banner fluttered without wind.

"What way?" Song Yubai said, his voice was light and ethereal.

Huaxian was taken aback, turned to her and said: "Please let her sit up."

When Song Yubai heard the words, he turned around without saying a word, and his delicate white wrist passed through the back of Xia Wuxin's head. The cold silver flame slowly wrapped her arm and hugged Xia Wuxin horizontally.

Xia Wuxin's body was very stiff and heavy. Song Yubai was a little strenuous, but his movements were still extremely gentle, as if he was holding some fragile treasure and placed her on the wooden chair under the window.

She looked at Xia Wuxin's closed eyes, and Yuzhi touched her face.

She acted boldly, and everyone watching behind her bowed silently. Xia Chunqiu looked at the scene and let out a long sigh. Even if she didn't understand it, she could still see her feelings.

His thoughts were rotten, although he felt wrong, but in front of him was an emperor, so he didn't dare to say more.

And Xia Wuxin was no longer under his control.

Huaxian smiled meaningfully, her index finger kept tapping her red lips, as if she was much happier.

"God Flower Fairy, please also express it." Xia Chunqiu said in vicissitudes.

"I will make it clear, but before that, you must first tell me Xia Wuxin's life experience so that I can recall her memory." Huaxian looked for a low stool and sat down with her legs folded.

"Past life?" Su Xieyue asked in shock.

"No, she just, forgot." Huaxian said softly, blinking her peach blossom eyes, and then looking at Xia Chunqiu, "Xia Wuxin is not the son of Shangxian, right?"

Xia Chunqiu heard the words and seemed to be entangled for a long time, her big palms kept touching the stubble on her chin, almost pulling a lot, finally made up her mind, stood with her hands and nodded slowly.

"Eighteen years ago, I went down the mountain to clean up as usual, but suddenly heard the baby crying. When I found it, I found that the baby boy was all black and lying in the middle of the mountain stream."

"I had no sons and no daughters at the time. I looked at this pitiful baby, so I took her back to the mountains, but her origin is unknown, and her body was dark. I didn't dare to say anything, so I had to seek help from my dear friend Jiguang Shenjun to count the baby's life. grid."

"Who knows that God Lord Jiguang summoned the monster when he saw her, saying that she was born with evil spirits, half-hearted and half-stone, and very human, persuaded me to kill it, or hand it over to the heaven. I wanted to get rid of it, who expected her to attack me. I laughed so happily that I felt relieved for a while."

Xia Chunqiu was silent for a long time before continuing.

"I privately left her in a mysterious iron cage, and raised her fearfully, but after a few days, the black energy on her body slowly disappeared, as if returning to normal, I was overjoyed and released her. "

"At that time, I had a spiritual pet, a fairy bird. Unexpectedly, that night, the house was furious. I hurried to find the body of the spiritual pet, and I realized how terrible the child was. But I had secretly raised it at that time. For a long time, she couldn't bear to kill her even more, so together with God Lord Ji Guang, she sealed her evil spirit."

"There are people in the heavens who are good at stargazing. Within a few days, a fairy came down and asked about my baby girl. I was shocked and concealed it. Then I named the baby Xia Wuxin and forced her to pretend to be a boy. In order to avoid the incident. Fortunately, after sealing her suffocation, she no longer showed the slightest difference from ordinary people."

"In the days to come, as you can see, Xia Wuxin is naughty, and I am afraid that she will arouse evil spirits, so I am strictly disciplined. For more than ten years, although I have been careful and cautious, I still often dream of the birth of demons and the turbulence of the world. , Worrying about committing sins and raising monsters."

"It wasn't until I was in Xiaoyingzhou that I realized that no matter how much I conceal it, the one that should come will always come." Xia Chunqiu finished speaking slowly, and put her big palm on her forehead and wiped her nose, refusing to look at Xia Wuxin. .

There was no movement in the room for a long time, and the eyes of several people were all on Xia Wuxin, and they were all confused and dumbfounded for a while.

Song Yubai's eyes waved, looked at Xia Wuxin's stiff hand, gently grasped it, and gently rubbed it: "But she has a pure temperament and is definitely not a demon."

"If someone treats her well, she must not even be naughty." Song Yubai said.

Xia Chunqiu stiffened and let out another long sigh.

Huaxian lowered her light-colored eyelashes, gently turned her slender fingers, and took out a green emerald flower heart, looking at Xia Wuxin's eyes, it was quite unbearable.

"Since this is the case, I know, let's see." She said, a light pink light shot from the center of the flower, and it happened to fall on the center of Xia Wuxin's eyebrows, printing a lotus shape, and then, Xia who had been in a coma. Unintentionally, she frowned suddenly, and her body trembled abruptly.

"Unintentional." Song Yubai hurriedly whispered, but suddenly a scene appeared in front of her eyes. This scene was simply unfamiliar. It was the lotus pond that stretched for thousands of miles behind her imperial palace.

Su Xieyue's whisper came from behind. At this moment, a long dusty memory appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Rihua Yeye, the lotus pond is endless, and there are a few white lotus in full bloom. The lotus leaf pavilion is like a cover. When the breeze blows, there are patches of emerald green waves. Looking far along the lotus pond, you can see white mist billowing and clouds steaming.

Tens of thousands of years ago, I don’t know a true **** who picked lotus seeds from the feet of the Buddha in the Western Paradise, and planted them along here. After ten thousand years, they will grow into the widest lotus pond in the entire heaven. Swinging.

The lotus pond hasn't been alone for a long time, empty and lonely, and she doesn't know when she appeared, she just remembered that when she opened her eyes, it was a lot of lotus.

Later, he stood alone here for thousands of years.

She couldn't speak, she couldn't move, she didn't even know what she was. The only thing she could do was to watch, watch the wind blow and rain, watch the flowers bloom, watch the Qingluan come and go in mid-air.

The sun rose from the east to the west and set thousands of times, and she finally had a companion, a golden lotus that was always open and undefeated. The two of them were not far apart, but the golden lotus was so cold that she could only scratch her head and pose without looking at her. .

She could only look at the golden lotus, watching her open for many, many years, and finally turned into a woman, wandering in the lotus pond with a smile, splashing water.

Jin Lian is very weird. After she has turned into a human form, she prefers to hide. Sometimes she can't see her for a few days, and she becomes even more lonely. She can only stare at the dragonflies coming and going to make bored child.

That's it, after another thousand years, she finally saw the second person.

When she saw that person, she realized for the first time that something was jumping in her body. The girl was so beautiful, so beautiful that all the sunlight, colorful clouds, and lotus flowers were eclipsed.

She thought the girl would leave soon, but she unexpectedly walked over, suddenly squatted down, and reached out to touch her head. Her hands were softer than the early morning breeze, and she felt soggy.

"There is such a lotus pond in the most remote realm of Jiuzhongtian." The girl smiled, "The Father wants me to live here. My name is Yuheng."

She remembered the name firmly, and it sounded like a star in the night sky, clear and high.

Later, there was hope for her life. Yuheng would sit next to her almost every day, with her knees crossed and not knowing what to do, so she sat for a day, then patted her on the head, turned and left.

She looked at Yu Heng like that, and was extremely happy.

Day after day, Yuheng is always alone, but she grows up slowly, and the number of times she comes to meditate is pitifully small. She often waits from dark to dawn, and from dawn to dark, the lotus blooms. The lotus thanked him, and the white robe hadn't appeared for a long time.

Goodbye Yuheng is a rainy day, Yuheng has become taller, a lot colder, and more graceful. As long as a pair of glazed eyes slide over her, she can shudder.

On the day when Yu Heng came back, wearing a battle armor and covered in blood, he leaned on her for a whole day without laughing.

Yu Heng brought back a person, also a woman, soft and weak, and around Yu Heng all day long, everything must be protected by Yu Heng, she looked a little unhappy, but still rejoiced that Yu Heng was no longer alone.

Although she herself became more and more lonely.

The sky is high and the pool is wide, and the clouds are soothing. She waits day after day, waiting for the lotus to bloom, waiting for Yu Heng to put the soft and soft on her head.

The lotus flower opened every year, and she waited for another hundred years.

Finally, Yu Heng appeared again, but she still did not smile, but was trembling all over, tears burst into her eyes when she leaned against her arms, Yu Heng said, "You said, it’s the ruthless heavenly family, or I’m too stupid."

"I put the evidence in front of them, they still don't believe me." Yu Heng murmured, reaching out to hug her, tears streaming secretly.

She had never seen her cry before, and she felt painful in her heart. She wanted to reach out to wipe her tears away, but she couldn't move. She could only watch Yu Heng cry and get up and leave.

She didn't understand Yuheng's divine weapon, thunder torture, she was very sad, she began to hate the wind here, the lotus pond here, and she also hated herself.

She can't do anything, she's still waiting.

What was waiting was a night full of thunder. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunder fell like raindrops. The sky was no longer beautiful, and it was traumatized by lightning.

She knew what it was, she was hacking Yuheng, her Yuheng.

She yelled, struggled, and cried, but in the end she couldn't do anything, she was still there, with only one pair of eyes open.

She has always had the habit of several years, but at this time she couldn't help but count the thunders in the sky, one, two... a hundred times.

When she counted a hundred times, the sky was getting brighter, and she suddenly felt that her feet were loose, she could move, so Gu Lugulu rolled forward, rolled halfway, and was picked up.

The person holding her is the flower fairy who barely shows up.

"Are you looking for the emperor?" Huaxian looked cold and smiled, "She is dead, do you want to die with her?"

She didn't know who the emperor was, she wanted to find Yuheng.

Huaxian took her all the way to a high platform, underneath the stage was a billowing white cloud with a celestial spirit. Looking through the clouds, it was a scenery that had never been seen before.

She felt that her body was falling, and clouds that were inaccessible in the past passed over her. She suddenly felt a little relaxed, she thought, maybe after falling to the ground, she would be able to see Yuheng again.

I hope that by then, she can open her mouth and ask: "The golden lotus is falling year after year, and the beautiful lady will not return."

The six realms record that the sky changes that day, the sun and the moon are bright, the sky is bright, and the two flames fall from nine days.

One is the emperor who was demoted to the world, and the other is a half-human tall, inconspicuous stone.