Yehua is as cold as a note, time flies, there is a momentum of flying currents, a thousand miles, and five years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Since she has the ability to never forget, her skill cultivation is also increasing day by day, and the eighth sister always feels that the fairy in her dream teaches her to cultivate, and she is happy that her luck is too good.

Qingqi calligraphy and painting are not so disgusted as before, but the interest is very big, big fascination, especially for painting, as soon as I am free, I will be locked in the room to smudge, I don't know what she is painting, Jun Qisang shook his head helplessly at Xue Yuxian, saying that he doesn't know what the eighth sister is doing in the room, the only thing he knows is that she has been seriously studying the mind recently, practicing, Qingqi calligraphy and painting, and the progress surprised him. He is always very tolerant and doting on this girl.

"Eighth sister is really hardworking."

Xue Yuxian's gentle voice seemed to melt everything, and the listener was soft to the bones, and every nerve was numb and sore.

Jun Qisang was silent, holding the weak and boneless little hand of the Snow Feather Fairy was concentrating on painting the scenery of the Tianshan Mountains, the eighth sister was locked in her room every day to paint and paint, Jun Qisang here every day Xue Yuxian would come over to accompany Jun Qisang to paint, and occasionally let Jun Qisang teach her, in fact, she was also very proficient in painting herself, but she liked the feeling of being accompanied by Brother Sang.

"Humph! Of course I'll do the same if you draw it! ”

"I have to paint a lot of masters to accompany me......"

The eighth sister pouted in the room, and the room was littered with rice paper, each of which was a different form of Jun Qisang, among which there was the most smile that could melt the iceberg, and the eighth sister felt that the smile was the most beautiful and warm, and it could shine on the dark place in her heart, so that she was no longer afraid.

"Tong Tong, do you see if my painting is getting better and better, and it is becoming more and more expressive!"

Tong Tong propped his head and rested on the painting case, looking at the eighth sister with one eye, and the white eyeballs that were blinded by the eighth sister's piercing eye turned out, just facing the eighth sister.

"Well, I just found out that this eye is not that pretty, wait and give you something to cover up."

The eighth sister rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the room, looking for this and that, on the bed, under the bed, threading needles for a while, looking for cloth for a while, and working by herself for a long time.

"Okay"

"Tong Tong, you look beautiful!"

The eighth sister lifted up the proud work of working for a long time, a heart-shaped eye mask, and a purple sycamore flower was embroidered on it, the sycamore flower was embroidered with some aura, as if it was real, Tong Tong looked at the tears in one eye, the embroidery was too beautiful, it liked it.

The eighth sister took Tong Tong very seriously, the one that was blinded was white, the terrifying eyes of the eyeballs became cute, the heart-shaped eye patch, and the sycamore flowers, this flower embroidery really seemed to be able to emit fragrance, and Tong Tong was moved to faint.

"Hahahaha, it's so good-looking, I'm so good."

"What is beautiful, what you are so good." asked what this girl was doing, and her voice was still warm and gentle to the eighth sister.

The eighth sister was clapping happily, Jun Qisang pushed open the door, Xue Yuxian held Jun Qisang's arm with one hand, and the eighth sister's eyes were all stunned on the delicate little hand holding the arm, stunned for a moment, panicked to put away the rice paper flying all over the room, and used his hands and feet to make his proud work crumple, Tong Tong also hurriedly helped to collect it together, which looked a little messy.

"What is this doing, is it difficult to let the master see it."

"No...... No, it's not, the painting is too rough and unbearable, and when the eighth sister has practiced, I will let the master look at it. ”

The eighth sister put her hands behind her back, very nervous, and tightly dragged the masterpiece she had just painted in her hands, saying in her heart that she must not let the master see it.

"Eighth sister, it's okay, Brother Sang is just an apprentice like you, he won't dislike your paintings for being rude, show us!"

Xue Yuxian's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, although she just came in, although it was just a glance, she clearly saw that it was all paintings, each one is, could it be that this girl is interested in Brother Sang.

And the painting is still so expressive, and there is even a naked chest that she has never seen, her heart ripples, and a slight sour taste gushes out, no, Brother Sang is hers, no one wants to rob it, even if she thinks about it.

"Really...... It's really too crude, it's unsightly, it's unsightly......"

Watching Xue Yuxian gently swaying the willow slowly approaching, the eighth sister nervously stepped back step by step, and said that this was unsightly.

"Forget it, since Eighth Sister still feels that her paintings can't be seen by others, then let's wait for her to practice and read them!" Jun Qisang really couldn't bear the eighth sister's overly nervous appearance, so he had to stop it.

"Brother Sang, people are curious about the progress of the eighth sister's painting!" Xue Yu Xianjiao's coquettishness, and her soft voice made the eighth sister and Tong Tong shudder. No one noticed that a hint of coldness flashed in her gentle pupils.

"Forget it, since the eighth sister is not ready to return it to others, there is no need to force it."

"But, but ......"

"Okay, don't do it, so be it!" Saying that, he turned around and left with Xue Yuxian, and he didn't look at the eighth sister.

What's wrong with Snow Feather Fairy today, she is usually not so curious. may also be curious about what the eighth sister is doing in the room for so long. Jun Qisang thought secretly in his heart.

The eighth sister looked at the back of the departure, I don't know whether she was happy or lost, like letting go of the big stone in her heart, the secret is not exposed to the sun, and it can be hidden, but Jun Qisang turned around and left without looking at it, which made her a little lost, because she didn't let them see what was painted, was the master angry? It's still that I provoked Xue Yuxian by myself, the master is unhappy, and the eighth sister's little head keeps imagining.

The eighth sister carefully packed the picture scroll, put it into a wooden box like a baby, and gave the wooden box a decision, only she could open it, or the person who decided could only open it after flying ashes, and patted the baby wooden box with satisfaction, and put it under the bed. With a smile and apprehension, I buried myself in the cloud quilt and fell asleep.

"Eighth sister, don't you get up."

Early in the morning, Xue Yuxian came to wake up the eighth sister who was still dreaming, and she held her up and said that she was going to the coast to catch mussels, and what to use for pearl powder to beautify her face.

She is really good at torturing people, this kind of thing can be called by anyone from the Phantom Sword Pavilion, and if she wants to call her, the boss who muttered in the mouth of the eighth sister is unwilling.

"Eighth sister, look at the edge of the reef, are there a lot of mussels!"

Looking along the hand of the Snow Feather Fairy, there are a lot of mussels on the edge of the reef, but where the waves are so big, one will fall into it if she is not careful, forget it, since she wants it, go get it for her! Anyway, if you have a spell to defend yourself, you should be fine.

"Eighth sister, be careful." The eighth sister slowly approached the rough reef, not noticing that the Snow Feather Fairy behind her was also approaching.

As soon as he got close to the reef, he saw Xue Yuxian falling into the raging waves, and was about to react and want to pull her, but he heard her cry out in desolation and panic: "Brother Sang, save me......"

A figure flashed, swept past her, and jumped into the turbulent sea to rescue the fallen Snow Feather Fairy.

At that moment, she saw the master's cold and disappointed eyes, and in those black eyes, there was a monstrous anger brewing that the eighth sister had never seen before.

Xue Yuxian said weakly in his arms: "Don't, don't blame Eighth Sister, she didn't mean to." It's me who shouldn't have insisted on wanting to see her paintings yesterday......"

This, what's going on, the eighth sister panicked, and obviously didn't do it when she came to the door.

"No, it's not me, I don't have ......"

"Enough, you have wasted my years of careful teaching, where do you come from!" With a wave of his hand, he said.