Standing tall, Xiao Zi just sat there, looking at the woman with a faint smile below.
In a daze, Xiao Zi felt that the gears of fate had been turned in the wrong way from the beginning.
Has always been as ruthless as him, except for his mother and Emperor Qianxie, no one has ever dared to disobey him so much!
Oh no, there used to be, but those people are now dead.
But the woman in front of me—
She is still alive.
And he couldn't kill her.
Maybe he should have killed her when he first met her in the capital of Moro Kingdom? In this way, there will be no follow-ups, and will not reach the current situation:
If you want to kill, you can't kill.
I want it, I don't want it.
However, Xiao Zi understands that even if time goes back and given him another chance, he will not be able to kill her either—
He will always remember that scene—
In the chaotic palace, among the syncope patients, she was the unhurried one.
At that time, he was a poisonous person, saying that he killed innocent people indiscriminately, or that he retaliated against the Association of Pharmacists, he chose to drop an insoluble poison in the water source, with the purpose of making the entire city people, To bury him for the injustice he suffered in the Association of Pharmacists in the past!
At that time, she was a detoxification person, busy among those stupid and weak patients, calmly determined, thin body, so dazzling, and suddenly made him interested.
He initially thought that it was the excitement of the opponent.
Then, he thought that it was the appreciation of meeting in a narrow path.
Later, he began to want to cherish her-cherish her character, her talent, even though she always scolded him perverted, he can bear it.
Wouldn't it be a pity if such a powerful woman was killed
It's better to teach her everything about yourself and make her stronger-let her be used by him!
He wants to participate in her growth.
Xiao Zi is almost certain that she is the only one in the world like this, and there is no one who can replace it!
But she is not rare for his treasure.
"Feng Wuxie, do you know—"
"what do you know?"
"Do you know that I have taught you everything that I am proud of in the past year-"
Xiao Zi spoke slowly, rubbing a pill into the tea cup with her fingers, then picked up the tea and drank it unhurriedly.
As the herbal tea entered the abdomen, on the high seat, the man's face began to gradually change at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He continued to say:
"I'm worried. If you know that I gave those things, you will not want to learn them. Therefore, every three days this year, I have to take Yi Rongdan and create a fake one. Face to see you."
When these words were said, his tone was faint, as if everything could not be more casual.
But Feng Wuxie heard a hint of helplessness.
"Xiao Zi..." no longer called him a master, because she couldn't bear it after all: "You clearly know that I am going to go with Emperor Qianxie, so why did you try so hard to approach me at the beginning and insisted on me to worship? Are you a teacher?"
From Xiao Zi’s standpoint, if he harmed her, she would understand it, but he was right
She is good... Feng Wuxie is incomprehensible.
"Yes, why?"
Xiao Zi seemed to be asking Feng Wuxie, but she seemed to be asking herself!
At this time, the effect of medicated tea has been fully exerted—
Xiao Zi's face no longer looked like Jing Shui, but changed into Xiao Zi's original face.
That face is handsome and evil, with charming eyebrows, and a lazy look. When he is not smiling, he refuses to be thousands of miles away. If he laughs, he is afraid that it will make people dead and addicted...
Xiao Zi, who kills people and refines poison and makes wine as a beauty, has such a flamboyant face, but in order to get close to her, she hid this good skin for so long!
"Let's go." Xiao Zi looked tired, unwilling to deal with her, closed his eyes and waved to her.
Feng Wuxie was taken aback for a moment: "You won't let me abolish my cultivation this year?"
Xiao Zi clenched his fists, his face as cold as ice:
"Before I change my mind, get out! Have you heard that, I'll let you go!"
For the first time, he did not hold back his anger and unwillingness after all!
It has been piled up for a long time and burst out!
Feng Wuxie didn't understand where his anger came from, but saw a sad and lonely hatred in his eyes.
In the impression, Jing Shui never seemed to lose her temper at her.
He is always laughing—
Even when he is not smiling, he has a calm expression.
Now, Feng Wuxie thinks about it, in fact, no matter if his identity is Xiao Zi or Jing Shui, he has never been so gaffe...
Feng Wuxie was scolded, but she was not angry. She somewhat understood Xiao Zi. After all, Di Qianxie was his enemy. His father died at the hands of Di Qianxie’s father, and he taught her for so long. She finally chose to go with Di Qianxie.
Feng Wuxie sighed, "Okay, I get out. But before I get out, let me offer you a cup of tea—"
With that, Feng Wuxie stepped forward, blanching the cup and cooking tea skillfully.
Then he handed the tea cup to Xiao Zi's desk.
Xiao Zi looked at her series of actions with mixed feelings.
The ceremony of cooking tea was what he asked her to do in the past.
The first thing she does when she comes to Beizun Pavilion every day is to personally cook a cup of tea for him, the master, and then talk about cultivation.
Feng Wuxie saw that Xiao Zi had been staring at the cup of tea without a word, so he stopped staying and got up to leave—
"and many more."
Xiao Zi suddenly spoke.
Feng Wuxie paused, waiting quietly for his later words.
Just listen to him:
"Poison and spiritism, I teach it, and I won’t take it back. It’s just that you don’t have too much time to learn, and you still need to practice harder. If you encounter other poison masters who are embarrassed with you, you can mention my name. And show Ziyujue."
"..." Feng Wuxie's heart trembled slightly, and after a moment, he replied, "Thank you."
"Let's go."
"Ok."
Feng Wuxie straightened up and left the Beizun Pavilion.
Xiao Zi looked at the back of the white robe, and was surprised that he would let her go so easily.
What about the future
Does he really want to indulge her in marrying Di Qianxie
This is never possible!
However, what is needed to not harm her, but also to separate her from Emperor Qianxie
Has always been good at scheming and conspiracy
For the first time, the horrifying poisonous respecter Xiao Zi felt at a loss...
…
…
Outside the North Zun Pavilion.
As soon as Feng Wuxie walked out, he saw Emperor Qianxie, as well as such people as Mo Rong, Mu Lanqin, and Xiaowei...
They are waiting for her at the door!
"Madam, you are finally out!" Mu Lanqin said happily: "The teacher said, Madam, you are going back to the emperor's spiritual teaching with us! We are all happy!"
Feng Wuxie hadn't gotten out of her emotions with Xiao Zi's resignation. Although Mu Lanqin was pulling her sleeves and talking and laughing, she didn't realize it and was still in a daze.
Mo Rong saw that something was wrong with Feng Wuxie, and asked, "Madam, what are you in a daze?"
Di Qianxie stepped forward two steps, stood in front of Feng Wuxie, grabbed her hand, and said word by word: "No matter what Xiao Zi said to you, I will only ask you, follow me, do you still want to ?"
His tone was faint and pretending to be relaxed, but his eyes were staring at her closely, obviously caring.
Feng Wuxie took a deep breath and smiled:
"Master, are you stupid? Of course I am leaving with you, but are you prepared enough for the gift? The price of marrying me is very expensive!"
"Huh." Di Qianxie breathed a sigh of relief, first snorted lightly, then laughed lowly, and said a classic saying: "This leader, some are money!"
After everyone listened, there was a burst of laughter.
"Haha, yes, madam, the leader is very rich! Don't worry, you can't be poor!"
"Yes, yes, our Emperor Ling Sect people are all right. They are waiting from a distance, all looking forward to seeing you soon!"
Seeing them like this, Feng Wuxie felt cordial in her heart. Looking at the sincere smiling faces in front of her, she knew that they would become her family in the future.
"Let's go now." Di Qianxie took Feng Wuxie's hand: "I have cleaned up all your things for you, so I waited here."
He didn't want to stay here any longer.
Feng Wuxie couldn't laugh or cry: "Di Qianxie, are you too impatient?"
"Well, yes, I'm in a hurry to eat you." He said these words in front of others, really not flushing and heartbeat.
Feng Wuxie helped her forehead.
Mu Lanqin and others all put on a sincere expression of "We are deaf, we can't hear anything."
Having been around Di Qianxie for a long time, even his acting skills have become perfect.
"Why didn't you see Mo Ya?" Feng Wuxie glanced around among the group of people, but couldn't find Mo Ya's shadow.
Mo Rong explained: "She will leave a few days later. Liuyinjian needs to be in the formation for a few more days before she can leave the formation and make a contract with her. Madam, let's just go with her and leave her alone. of."
Okay, Feng Wuxie nodded.
"How do we go, to go directly to your Emperor Spirit Continent?" Feng Wuxie knows nothing about this, she doesn't even know which direction the Emperor Spirit Continent is in...
Di Qianxie smiled slightly, his eyes softened like never before:
"No, let's go back to your hometown, Qing'an City first."
He wants everyone who has degraded and insulted her to see-
How did his woman, Feng Wuxie, return to her hometown in beautiful clothes, and how to make up for a long time!
(End of this chapter)