It is rare to see Di Qianxie look like this, Feng Wuxie was a little surprised.
She was thinking how to explain—
In the end, Di Qianxie glanced at her, put away the original trace of helplessness, and then snorted softly:
"As you wish, I'm leaving, don't you come and invite me in again."
After finishing speaking, he actually left with his own body, and left the door without reluctance.
"Eh! Emperor Qianxie!"
Feng Wuxie hurriedly called him from behind.
Emperor Qianxie was overjoyed after hearing the sound!
Look, he just used a little bit of tricks, the woman felt relented, and she was reluctant to ask him to go back to the room!
Regret it
A smug smile slowly spread from the corner of his mouth.
Di Qianxie thought in his heart, for a while, no matter what the woman said nicely, he would hold back—
He is the master of dignity, he speaks, but deeds must be fruitful!
You must not compromise easily, you must teach her a lesson, and let her know-he pesters her, wants to accompany her, it is because he can respect her, give her face, she has no reason to refuse!
If you want him to go back to the room, unless—
She begged him ten times and eight times, and she had to do something about it!
Like actively offering kisses...
Ha ha.
In an instant, Di Qianxie's thoughts went back and forth, and he actually imagined several different scenes. It was nothing more than Feng Wuxie crying and begging him to accompany her for a moment, but he let the other party soft and hard , Proudly refuse...
Such a scene, if you really think about it, it's very refreshing.
However, he thought again that he shouldn't be too arrogant. This woman has a stubborn temper. If she doesn't ask him anymore, he won't be able to come on stage...
Well, you need face, but you also have to save some face for this woman!
All thoughts were ready, Di Qianxie slowly turned around—
The smile on his lips was set against the moonlight, like an evil god who came to the world.
The red clothes were in response to the white snow in the courtyard, which was more beautiful and unruly than Yan Dong Hongmei.
Coupled with his fair complexion, a carved face, and an aura of wickedness and arrogance—
At this moment, the red clothes, white snow, and the moonlight were bright and bright, and Emperor Qianxie stood there, dazzling like an ancient treasured picture scroll.
He tilted his head slightly, his expression was arrogant, and the smile on his lips became more and more proud:
"Woman, want to beg me to go back, I'll tell you..."
"Close the door."
-Feng Wuxie interrupted him and explained.
Emperor Qianxie was stunned.
All illusions are nothing.
Face, sweep the floor.
Di Qianxie's originally triumphant smile froze on his lips.
His eyes became extremely unbelievable.
The anger is rising!
But there is nowhere to post!
Seeing that he hadn't reacted for a long time, Feng Wuxie said again: "What? Are you leaving? I want you to help me cover the door."
—After all, Snow Snow Country snows all year round, even if the snow stops now, it’s still quite cold
, Besides, she wants to cultivate, not to appreciate the snow.
"Heh." Di Qianxie sneered, and the door of the room slammed between the sleeves of the red shirt, which was already heavily covered!
Across the heavy door, Feng Wuxie was speechless for a while.
… The emperor must have eaten gunpowder today to be so angry all of a sudden.
Identification is completed.
But Emperor Qianxie walked under a small pavilion under Feng Wuxie Courtyard with a very unhappy expression, sat down, and the wine cup was already in his palm while the Qiankun bag was turned over.
He took a sip and hummed:
"I don't know how to praise."
She always said that his EQ was low, and now in his opinion, the EQ of this stupid woman is not much higher!
—Di Qianxie had a hard time trying to figure out the meaning of those strange words like "Emotional Quotient" and "IQ" that Feng Wuxie used to say a few days ago. At this moment, he was so angry. With emotion.
At this time—
Di Qianxie suddenly felt a strange spirit power, which was sensed from Feng Wuxie's room!
Humph, this woman is really studious, and she really started to practice!
Ok? But, why does he feel that this spirit power seems to be a little different from before
In addition to the strength being stronger than half a year ago, there seems to be a sense of inexplicability...
Di Qianxie held the wine cup and looked at the closed door not far away with a cold eye, frowning slightly—
It seems that there is a soul power that does not originally belong to this woman, it is blending and protecting her soul power!
With the support of this external force, Feng Wuxie's soul power has become more vigorous and pure, and can even speed up his cultivation!
but-
For some reason, Di Qianxie felt that this external force was a bit familiar. This force seemed to be beautiful, but it made him perceive a smell of danger...
At this moment, most of the anger he had originally caused because of being driven out by Feng Wuxie had already disappeared!
Without seeing the doorway, Emperor Qianxie did not act rashly, but just kept watching in the courtyard pavilion.
She is cultivating and doesn't like him to disturb her, so he just stays here.
However, this stupid woman had not closed her eyes for seven days and seven nights in order to mend the formation of the Haotian Academy, and now she doesn't know to sleep well, but she wants to practice, which is really not worrying!
If the body is exhausted and the soul is unable to concentrate, but forcibly cultivates, don’t you know that it’s easy to fall into the demon? !
Huh, look at...
Di Qianxie looked around—for the sake of Ye Xuemingyue today, he would just stay outside her door for the whole night!
that's all.
Let Feng Wuxie in the room close his eyes lightly, focus on cultivation, and gradually enter a state of despair, knowing that the night is coming and the wind is rushing, and the hour is too late—
Emperor Qianxie kept guarding in the small pavilion in the courtyard, drinking one drink after another.
Watching the snow fall and the snow stops again, the snow stops and the snow falls again, intermittently for several rounds.
at last-
The ugly hour has passed.
The spirit power in the room was gradually condensed back.
Di Qianxie knew that Feng Wuxie was about to fall asleep.
After waiting for a while to confirm that Feng Wuxie had fallen asleep, Di Qianxie was about to return to the room.
However, when he passed the door again—
Brows frowned awe-inspiringly!
This breath is wrong!
Although Feng Wuxie's own spirit power had been reduced, the previous external power still hadn't faded! It also wanders in the blood of Feng Wuxie!
With this power, even in his sleep, Feng Wuxie’s cultivation will not end—
but!
If things go on like this, she will have to rely on this force, and will never be able to escape!
And this is not a good thing!
Feng Wuxie had not cultivated before, and Emperor Qianxie never felt the existence of this strange force. It was only at this moment that the clues appeared—
It can be seen that this power can only cause trouble during Feng Wuxie's cultivation or when he is asleep.
The emperor Qianxie's figure disappeared, and while he was silent, another phantom had already turned into another phantom, passing through the door out of thin air!
On the bed in the room, Feng Wuxie was sleeping deeply because he had not closed his eyes for seven days!
Di Qianxie walked silently, following the strange spirit power to her bed—
The source of strength is the Qiankun bag he gave her in the past!
Emperor Qianxie raised his palm and shook the void—
In the Qiankun bag, an extremely elegant and exquisite purple jade jue floated out!
Emperor Qianxie held the purple jade jue in his palm, and his expression had become colder than ever before!
This is the horcrux handed down from the Xiao family, Zi Yujue!
How could he not recognize it? !
This is Xiao Zi's personal thing!
How could it be in the hands of this woman? ! She even dared to wear it next to her body?
What is the relationship between her and Xiao Zi? !
Emperor Qianxie firmly grasped that jade Jue, almost crushing it!
But he can't crush this ragged thing at this moment, because... At this moment, the soul power in this jade jue is tied to the soul power in Feng Wuxie's body. Once the jade is broken, Feng Wuxie will want it too. The soul is exhausted!
At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared behind Di Qianxie—
"Di Qianxie, haven't seen it for a long time, you are holding my jade jue, but are you looking at things and thinking about people?"
Di Qianxie turned around indifferently, looking at the purple phantom—not Xiao Zi, but who it was!
Swift Shadow Technique!
Xiao Zi was dressed in a gorgeous and delicate purple robe, holding a lazy white cat in her arms.
His face has a similar outline to that of Emperor Qianxie, and the corners of his mouth have an evil smile like a evildoer, like greetings for a farewell reunion, and like a playful sarcasm:
"I sensed what you missed, brother, so my brother came to see you with the Swift Shadow Technique. Are you happy?"
(End of this chapter)