"Daji doesn't dare to resent the immortals." Daji lowered her eyes, and the emotions in her eyes were not clear.

Chanjuan helped Daji to stand up and stood silently behind Zixian.

"Xian'er, how is she doing, junior sister?" Murong Xingyun greeted him with a worried face.

"Don't worry, uncle, can't you still trust me?" Zixian barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Sister, you don't look very happy, is your uncle blaming you?" Zi Ling, who was dressed in purple, frowned and asked.

What Zi Ling can't stand the most is that someone bullies Zi Xian, even if it's her master.

Zixian's clear eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was calm: "No." ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it! You can deceive others can't deceive me, and when you first came out of the temple, you were about to cry with that expression......"

"Ling'er!" Zixian scolded lightly, interrupting Zi Ling's indignation.

"What's wrong, am I wrong? What are you sorry for, Emei, sorry for Uncle Shi? Why is she always so you......"

Zixian's face sank: "Mo Ziling, I just came back today, I don't want to beat you, don't look for a fight." ”

Zi Ling's body was excited, and his mind suddenly became a little more sober.

I was really a little anxious just now, could it be that I haven't gotten along with my sister for a long time, so I forgot her temper?

She is not the good old man of the master, nor is she the uncle with a cold face and a warm heart, she is Mo Zixian and her sister!

The countless lessons in the past have told Ziling that although her sister is as gentle as jade on the surface and cold and indifferent, once she provokes her, she will be very heavy!

Ziling was sure that if she said something more, her sister would definitely make her unable to sit on the stool for a month.

Murong Xingyun saw Zi Ling's aggrieved and a little frightened look. I couldn't bear it, so I quickly changed the topic: "Zixian Master and nephew, you and these two, cough, these two girls have come from afar, they must be hungry, why don't you take a few of you to eat something first?" ”

"Then there is Uncle Lao Murong." Zixian bowed. Several people followed Murong Xingyun towards Wuwei Ju.

In fact, it is okay for the gods to skip meals. But Zixian still retained the habit of eating.

Before the other immortals ascended, they needed to behead three corpses and abandon their seven emotions and six desires. These include, of course, appetite. If you have an obsession with these, then you can't pass the heavenly tribulation, and you can't become an immortal.

Actually, there is a paradox here. People feel that when the gods are at ease, they can have whatever they want. As everyone knows. To be an immortal, you first have to have no desires and no wants, and you don't want anything.

But. Zixian is an exception. She is not an immortal who has cultivated step by step, but has directly inherited the immortal bones of the immortal who cultivates the mortal. Therefore, she is still quite resistant to food.

The crowd left one after another. The sword intent in front of the Ling Frost Hall returned to calm.

Condensation Frost has begun to regret it since Zixian went out. Those thoughts did pass through her mind countless times, but every time she thought about it. will deeply despise themselves.

Xian'er is powerful, that's her creation. As a master, you should be happy, how can you have such a mind? That's not right!

I have to say that at the beginning, the condensation cream was only helpless because she couldn't help Zixian, but later, Zixian sacrificed her life to save her, and this helplessness turned into self-blame. Later, Zixian brought qualitative changes to the sect, and her contribution far exceeded that of her, the head of the sect, and this kind of self-blame turned into apology, shame and even self-shame.

Even faintly, there is a hint of resentment.

Moreover, the more respectful Zixian was to her, the more uncomfortable she felt, as if she was mocking her. Although she also knew that Zixian would not have such a mind at all.

These thoughts have always been buried deep in her heart. It wasn't until today that she was almost killed by Zixian's maid with one move, and then she completely broke out.

Those emotions that had been hidden for a long time erupted so that she completely lost her due reason, and the cold words were like a sharp knife stabbing at her most beloved apprentice, and at the same time stabbing herself.

"Why, why! How did I end up like this? Could it be that I condense the frost, is it actually a narrow-minded person who can't even tolerate my own apprentices? No, it can't be! ”

Condensation Frost frowned, closed his eyes and lay on the bed, tears dripping on the pillow one by one, soaking into a cloud of water.

Scenes of the past floated to the heart of the condensation cream. Innocent, proud, stubborn, well-behaved...... All kinds of fairies occupy all her heart in this way.

At the apprenticeship ceremony, Zixian was in front of all the sects in the rivers and lakes, and his voice was immature but firm: "Mo Zixian voluntarily joined the Emei faction to worship the condensation cream as a teacher, from now on, listen to the master's teachings, practice martial arts diligently, abide by the rules of the Emei Gate, and never do anything that insults the reputation of Emei. ”

In the square in front of the Sword Intent Lingshuang Palace, Zixian caught the life and death talisman that attacked him with one hand, and sneered at it: "Sneak attack on my master? Just take this? ”

Then, how did you repay her for coming to the rescue? Yes, let the people of the Law Enforcement Hall beat her half to death......

Zixian, who was covered in bruises, was lying on the bed of the Misty Dream Immortal Residence, talking nonsense all the time. finally woke up, but her first words were: "Master, are you still angry with Xian'er?" ”

On the top of Songshan Mountain, her snow-white skirt fluttered in the wind, as if she was going to ride the wind. She smiled and waved to herself, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

At the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, she jumped out of the Kong Ming lantern and looked at herself with tears in her eyes: "Master......"

I thought I was going to die, but I was hugged by a warm body in a daze, and her soft words came from my ears: "Master, don't leave Xian'er, please, wake up quickly...... We've only been together for a while, and there's still a lot to say to you......"

Condensation couldn't think about it anymore, and deep self-reproach grabbed her heart. She muttered in a trembling voice, "Xian'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... It's all because the master is not good, and it won't be in the future, it won't be ......"

"It's really not, because I won't give you another chance to hurt Xiufan." A cold voice rang out, and Condensation didn't even sense when she had entered her room.

As soon as Condensation Frost was about to open his eyes, he suddenly felt the world spin around, and then he didn't know anything.

Nuwa looked at the condensation frost that had passed out and smiled coldly, turned into the same appearance as the condensation frost, and then used her mana to tear open a spatial gap and throw the condensation cream into it.

After straightening the goose-yellow dress on her body, Nuwa walked to the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiufan, what's so good about these mortals? They don't deserve your attention. In this world, the only person who is really good to you is my Nuwa. (To be continued.) )