Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

She said this indifferently, but she was half-concealed, and her exposed earlobes were all red.

Xia Wuxin's heartbeat stagnated, and she suddenly pursed her lips and laughed. Although she was weak, she laughed for a long time. The laugh made Song Yubai even more annoyed. He reached out and touched her shoulder, eyes bright, and said angrily: "What are you laughing? "

"Mr. Laugh, how cute is that?" Xia Wuxin said, suddenly lowered his head, facing Song Yubai, his lips were slightly cold, and the latter shuddered suddenly, and his body was embedded in the soft quilt.

Song Yubai's lips are like melted mint cake, refreshing and cool, sweet, and so full that people almost want to swallow it. Xia Wuxin first tasted this sweetness, but was already a little addicted.

Don't look at Song Yubai's personnel affairs for so many years, but in this respect it is not as good as Xia Wuxin to be able to learn without a teacher. Even if the heartstrings are messed up, I only feel that every part of the body has turned into a puddle of water, and can't move. , A pair of Rouyi kept raising and lowering, and finally grabbed Xia Wuxin's skirt and let out a very shallow sigh.

Xia Wuxin heard the voice and raised her head, her mind was also ups and downs, especially after seeing Song Yubai's appearance, she almost fell softly.

She was lying flat, her lips were crystal clear, her cheeks were red and hot, and her eyes seemed to be dripping with tears, which looked a little delicate and fragile.

Yubai's neck was a little damp, and the crescent-like placket was soaked with fragrant sweat, and the delicate collarbone and skin could be seen through the clothes.

Her breathing was very fast, as if she couldn't breathe for a long time, so there was some blame in her eyes, and she opened her lips and said, "You are..."

"My dear." Xia Wuxin whispered, and then smiled, "Mister doesn't think that the so-called kiss is like the last time you touched the water?"

Song Yubai was reminded of what he thought, his throat moved, his eyes moved aside, and he didn't want to look at her again.

Xia Wuxin couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly moved the hand on her waist slowly up, moved it behind her neck, slightly hard, and Song Yubai was completely messy and was forced to raise his head.

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai couldn't help it, his eyes were red and staring at her.

"Hey." Xia Wuxin agreed, and suddenly leaned over again. This time she stopped tasting and carried the kiss lingeringly and heartily. Song Yubai was dizzy and dizzy, only thinking that she had taken the city and taken it away. All thoughts.

Xia Wuxin's lips were very soft and gentle, as if he were treating a fragile treasure, but Song Yubai was ashamed in his heart, and coupled with the confusion in his mind, he felt that Xia Wuxin in front of him was a little different from the girls of the past.

She felt a little more aggressive, making her a little scared, and she couldn't help trembling frequently.

"Wuxin..." The etherealness in her voice disappeared, as if she suddenly fell from the sky back to the earth, with some hoarseness of pleading.

Xia Wuxin didn't think about letting her go. After a moment of pause, she blocked the rest of her panting/breath back into her mouth. His hands inevitably became harder, making Song Yubai not know what to do, and simply stretched out her slender arms. , Put her arms around her neck.

In this way, Xia Wuxin completely entered her arms, the fragrance filled her nose, and she suddenly felt her nose sore, and her strength faded. Song Yubai was relieved and panted. A moistness slipped on the corners of her eyes, but it was Caused by suffocation.

Song Yubai let go, and Xia Wuxin hurriedly hugged her Yingying waist and let her fall softly.

Song Yubai's body resembled wicker and a piece of nephrite. His movements just now messed up his clothes. The placket was almost half open, and half of his shiny and silky shoulders were exposed, with a slight dampness.

She felt that she was really ashamed of her appearance, and she didn't dare to look at Xia Wuxin, so she turned aside with a cold face, and stretched out her hand to cover her eyes.

"Where did you learn these crooked ways?" Song Yubai's voice was a little angry, and because of his shame, he softened a lot, bringing out a lot of aura.

Xia Wuxin was also panting. She tried her best to calm the enthusiasm in her heart, and whispered: "When I sneaked down the mountain in the past, I peeked a lot of books and saw some of them."

"Not serious." Song Yubai scolded.

It's just that she didn't know that she was flushed, and she couldn't get cold anymore. In Xia Wuxin's eyes, she was very attractive.

The pity and desire for Song Yubai had already swallowed Xia Wuxin. She remembered a lot of things in her dream. Now she looked at her, her eyes were hot, her hand involuntarily stretched to Song Yubai’s eyes, held her wrist, and let it go. To her ears.

Song Yubai's wrist was slippery and it felt very comfortable.

"What's wrong." Song Yubai was uncomfortable with her eyes.

Xia Wuxin suddenly let go, rolled over and lay on Song Yubai's side, squeezing her left hand under her, and covering her right hand, hugging her tightly as if hugging a pillow.

Then he buried his face in her shoulder and said dullly: "I always feel like I'm dreaming."

Song Yubai struggled for a while, before breaking free, he looked down at the top of her hairy head, and hummed with questions.

"That's it, being able to hold you like this is something you only have in a dream." Xia Wuxin said softly, and the heat she breathed out sprayed on Song Yubai's skin, which was hot and hot.

It is true that Song Yubai is not a person who can give people a sense of security. She is a god, an emperor, and a cold star in the nine days, not Xia Wuxin.

She couldn't catch up with her, just like before, she didn't even have her legs.

This kind of Xia Wuxin is very rare. She was a person who tried her best to get what she wanted, but the star Song Yubai was too far.

Suddenly, the young girl turned from being tough just now to soft and miserable. Song Yubai heard her say this, and felt a pain like a needle **** in his heart.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away the messy hair and the crystals of the corners of her eyes, so that she had a lot of positive colors, and then softly said: "Let go."

Xia Wuxin groaned and let go.

Song Yubai suddenly got up, his jade fingers smoothed the folds on the placket, then rolled his arms, and hugged Xia Wuxin into her arms, putting her slender and white hands on her hair, gently stroking them, as if comforting.

The cold person became gentle and fascinated. Xia Wuxin thought, closing her long eyelashes and putting her chin on Song Yubai's shoulders, reluctant to give up the warmth.

"Then I hold you, is it only in my dream?" Song Yubai said.

"Yeah." Xia Wuxin nodded.

"You are not stupid." Song Yubai chuckled suddenly, her voice a little more ethereal, "Why haven't you been."

"When I was in Kunlun Mountain, I thought I was going to die soon, and I had nothing to say to you."

"I thought I would always be alone. Your appearance was unexpected to me, but if you didn't appear, I would have never known where I died."

"Then you like me?" Xia Wuxin asked, hugging her waist.

A red cloud floated on Song Yubai's cheek, and then nodded, "Yes."

I couldn't love it any more.

When Xia Wuxin heard the words, she was immediately happy. Her eyes were as dark as obsidian, reflecting the light of candlelight, and then she frowned, and asked, "As much as you like Sang Yue?"

Song Yubai froze for a moment, then chuckled lightly, patted on top of her head, eyes squiggling: "Are you jealous?"

Xia Wuxin didn't answer, she just broke free of her hand, sat down cross-legged, her mouth closed tightly.

"I used to think it was the same, but now I think about it, it's completely different. She was kind to her at the beginning, because she is the only person in the Nine Heavens who can approach me."

"And you are not." Song Yubai said, his index finger scratched on Xia Wuxin's chin, as if teasing something, his eyebrows were crooked and he looked pretty tight.

However, Xia Wuxin could not close her mouth from ear to ear, she suddenly rushed forward, her hands were dishonest, Song Yubai was not often touched by others, and now she panted again and again, opening her arbitrarily moving hands. People laughed for a while, then they were tired, and lay down side by side.

Xia Wuxin looked at her hand, dreaming, and lamenting that Song Yubai's good figure is always covered up completely, if he can...

Her face suddenly became hot and she buried her head in the bedding.

Although Xia Wuxin had just woke up, she was tired, she fell asleep soon, her dreams were clean, and the next morning, the **** crowing under the mountain, she was awakened, and her eyes were clear.

"Sir?" She subconsciously called, and then turned over to the ground, but was held on her shoulders by a pair of oncoming gentlemen, and laughed at her: "What are you worried about?"

The heart that Xia Wuxin was holding just now let go, smiled, pretending to divert the topic as usual, and pointed to the bowl on the table and asked: "This is..."

"Breakfast." Song Yubai said lightly, dressed in an excellent silver silkworm gauze, rolled into a batter, showing his still wet arms, "You have been in a coma for so many days, and you have never learned to fasten, so don't eat anything light. , Beware that the cultivation base does not advance and retreat."

"Can you reduce your repair base if you are hungry?" Xia Wuxin said in surprise before he heard this statement.

"Yeah." Song Yubai was so deceived that he was a goddess. Xia Wuxin panicked when he heard the words. She hurriedly crawled to the table and took a bite of the hot steamed bun.

The fillings inside were sweet, rich in taste, mixed with the fragrance of petals, and Xia Wuxin immediately stuffed it down like she had never eaten in her life.

Song Yubai on the side saw her doing this, reached out his hand for a bowl of porridge, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Slow down."

Xia Wuxin nodded, took a sip of porridge, and asked worriedly in the gap: "I was hazy yesterday when I heard what my father said, in fact, I have already felt it. There is also the emperor..."

"Don't worry, no one can hurt you with me." Song Yubai interrupted her and put a melon in her bowl.

Xia Wuxin concealed the dark color under her eyes, nodding her head sharply, and continued to feast on.

Seeing her eating happily, Song Yubai only drank a bowl of tea. His eyes kept falling on Xia Wuxin's face. Suddenly a thought came up, coughed twice, and asked, "How do you solve the meals in the past?"

"The fairy waiter in Pingfengshan will prepare it every day and send it to the disciple's wing, but the usual breakfast is delivered by the senior sister." Xia Wuxin smiled.

Song Yubai heard that there was nothing on the surface, but the white porcelain tea bowl was faintly cracked.

"Then..." Song Yubai pretended to say casually after curling his index finger around his ears, "Which one is better, me or Xianyue?"

Xia Wuxin paused when she was holding vegetables, then suddenly raised her eyes and smiled slyly: "Mr. jealous?"

"Nonsense." Song Yubai put down the tea bowl and wrote lightly, "It is an honor to be able to taste the food made by God himself, how can it be compared with others."

"I want to talk to Azui. Since I came back, I haven't seen her before, lest she be anxious." Song Yubai touched Xia Wuxin's head again, then got up, his body turned into a little silver light and disappeared.

Xia Wuxin shook her head at her back and continued to lower her head to eat.

But the tea bowl in front of Song Yubai's position was not seen, and the tea quietly overflowed all over the ground.

Here Song Yubai Tengyun was in the air, but suddenly she saw a golden light on her head. Her calm and unwavering heart suddenly wore a string of consternation, her eyes were cold, and she held her hand behind her, and her body turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Ascending to the upper layer of clouds, the streamer once again turned into a human form, and the footsteps were like cotton, white and infinite, and a morning sky rose in the distance.

She looked around vigilantly, stepped forward, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind gradually rising, she hurriedly waved her sleeves to block the gust of wind before her eyes, amidst the white and shining, she stood jade and almost merged with the clouds.

The wind became quieter, and a tall and obscure figure appeared in front of her, with a blurry face, and she could only faintly see the jade crown covered with golden spikes on her head.

"Yuheng." The man's voice was heavy and vague.

"It's not a limit of ten days, just a few days now?" Song Yubai warned.

"Heaven's affairs are heavy, this is my body, just to talk with you." The figure of the Emperor of Heaven stood in front of him, but his voice came to his ears from all directions.

Song Yubai took a step back, turned into a silver long sword and stopped in front of him without saying a word.

"I am the emperor of heaven, not a devil who wants your life." The emperor of heaven said.

Song Yubai gritted his teeth: "What's the difference?"

The emperor was silent for a while, only the wind blew away the sea of ​​clouds under his feet, and then he said: "I have warned you a long time ago, as an emperor, you must not be compassionate, like this a hundred years ago, and it is the same today. I don't know. From the beginning to the end of the matter, the misfortune is in charge. Whoever throws the artifact into the hands is who is responsible. You trust people too much, let alone the emperor, how can you afford to be an emperor in the future?"

Hearing the words, Song Yubai suddenly raised his eyes, almost biting his lips to bleed, and muttered, "You know..."

The figure in front of him didn't move or made a sound. Song Yubai's anger was suppressed, and he slammed forward two steps, staring sore in his eyes.

"You have insight into everything, and why do you let Xuanfeng go..."

Halfway through the conversation, Song Yubai suddenly changed his expression, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Did you know that he was in collusion with the Dragon Clan? Just let it go and draw out the Dragon Clan under the pretext of retreat?" She didn't dare to be sure, and her voice was lowered a lot, like a temptation, but also as if she couldn't believe it.

"This is what you need to cultivate. As the emperor of heaven, dominate the six directions. Only ruthlessness can stabilize the six realms. Only by giving up the small can you not lose the big."

The voice was indeed ruthless, like a golden bell, pressed down from the top of his head.

Song Yubai was silent. After a long time, he suddenly chuckled. With a wave of his hand, the silver sword scattered into spots of light. He turned and left, but a phantom behind him suddenly flickered in front of her.

"Five days later, I will take the evil barrier."

"She is not a wicked barrier!" Song Yubai flicked his long sleeves, shattering the phantom in front of him.

"I am your father! I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and you have forgotten the courtesy of the heavens." The Emperor said in a deep voice, the phantom slowly returned to its original state, and when he spoke, he became more majestic.

As soon as the voice fell, a golden light appeared, Song Yubai couldn't dodge, and was immediately wrapped in divine power.

She gasped gently, her hair falling to her eyebrows, but she refused to bow her head.

The emperor sighed, and suddenly, a drop of water fell in front of Song Yubai, and suddenly swelled into a bronze mirror that was tall for a person, with shadows and inks spliced ​​in human form.

Suddenly, the man was divided into two sides, one black and the other white. Behind the white is the vast sea of ​​clouds and the immortal palace, and behind the black is the **** of Shura, full of resentful ghosts.

"this……"

"This is the time of the creation of the world, Hongjun's ancestor set up the heavens while saving the common people, while burning the hell, killing the grieving spirits."

Afterwards, the picture turned around, and the person inside stood above the sky, lingering in darkness, and he was shaking constantly, as if in pain.

"Everyone has both good and evil sides. The act of creating the world has accumulated too much resentment. Although the ancestor Hongjun is the most powerful true god, it is difficult to control the evil in his heart and the malicious growth is majestic. He can do nothing."

The ink fainted, and the man suddenly raised his hands, and there seemed to be a stone ring in his hand. The black energy ran away frantically, but he was forced into the stone ring.

"The malice cannot be eliminated, so he can only get it out. He found a way to inject a whole body of ugliness into his portable stone ring in exchange for his own pure goodness."

The picture gradually zoomed in, and the stone ring fell in mid-air and landed on a corner of the ground. The original lush mountain forest suddenly covered with a layer of gray, but all of them withered and spread. Among them, the birds and beasts were all neighing and roaring, all dead. It's miserable and frightening.

Song Yubai looked at the scene, his eyes flushed and his chest was tight.

"He underestimated his own evil, so he could only pick up the stone ring again and sealed it in the heavenly stone cave. Since then, the stone cave has become a place of fear for the immortals, and hundreds of miles around the cave have withered flowers."

"Until one day, the stone cave was filled with grievances and collapsed again. He couldn't. He had to order people to go to the Buddha's realm in the West, begging for Buddha's lotus seeds, planting a golden lotus pond full of the purest aura, and then placing the stone ring in it. Next to the lotus pond, this restrained the spread of grievances and calmed the heavens for thousands of years."

"The stone was originally a dead thing. Who would have thought that this dead thing has not known what kind of temptation it has been subjected to. It has a consciousness, turned into an adult, and fell into the mortal world. Once the grievances are scattered, no one can control it. Then the six worlds will be afraid. It must be destroyed. Yuheng, do you still think that the evil spirit cannot be killed?"

Song Yubai listened to him quietly, only feeling numb all over, staring at his feet without saying a word, biting out blood on his lips.

Seeing her expression, the emperor calmed down a bit, and said lightly: "I have already said what I should say. Five days later, I will go down in person."

"Wait!" Song Yubai suddenly said loudly, her body was filled with silver light, she broke the bondage, and supported herself with one hand.

"Can't kill." Song Yubai gritted his teeth and said every word.

Hearing this, the anger of the emperor gradually spread, and the sky became brighter.

There was silence all around, Song Yubai held back the soreness in his eyes, and said softly: "She is just a stone. You have never seen her before, how do you know that she is good."

"Stubbornness!" The Emperor of Heaven said in a deep voice, and then the wind was strong, and the golden light seemed to be going to the mortal world. Song Yubai suddenly got up, and built a silver wall with his long sleeves to stop the phantom of the Emperor.

"I know that I am a mere god, and can't stop the dignified emperor." Song Yu's white dress was hunting and his voice was ethereal and pleasant.

"If you let her go once, I will return to the Heavenly Court with you, but if you insist on killing her, I can only die with her. At that time, you will find a new Heavenly Emperor in the Heaven Realm!"