After returning to Cheng's mansion, because of the lingering smell of alcohol and red faces on the two of them, it was easy for Cheng Yanqiu to find that the two secretly ran out and drank alcohol.

Cheng Yanqiu frowned, looked at the two of them unhappily, and said coldly, "Kneel!"

Wu Xing knelt very simply, and made people feel that their knees hurt when they heard it, but Peng Xueao was reluctant to twist and pinch, probably because his consciousness was not particularly sober, and he had the courage to be coquettish, "No!"

Peng Xueao threw herself forward and hugged Cheng Yanqiu's thigh, but she didn't stand firmly, and sat on Cheng Yanqiu's feet, Cheng Yanqiu, who was in pain, secretly hissed to herself, and thought quietly in her heart, this kid is quite heavy!

Peng Xueao sat there, her head rubbing back and forth on Cheng Yanqiu's thigh, "Uncle, no, no!"

Cheng Yanqiu looked at him in a daze, felt a little funny, his expression eased slightly, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Peng Xueao nodded heavily, "It's delicious!Uncle, Ah Xue, Ah Xue still want to drink~"

As she spoke, Peng Xueao's little head couldn't stop sliding down, and she fell to the ground suddenly, snoring with her mouth open, and actually fell asleep.

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head helplessly, and looked at Wu Xing again, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Wu Xing lowered his head and said, "One mistake should not take the young sect leader out of the house without permission, the second mistake should not be concealed from Mr. and not reported, and the third mistake should not let the young sect leader drink and be greedy." ”

Her tone was flat and calm, as if she wasn't talking about herself, iron-faced and selfless, fair and ruthless, if she wasn't Cheng Yanqiu's disciple, maybe it would be very suitable to go to the torture hall.

Cheng Yanqiu was a little speechless when she heard it, her mood was complicated, Wu Xing's words sounded like she was very sensible, but it also invisibly widened the distance between them, as if she and her husband were not masters and apprentices, and she and A Xue were not friends, just simple masters and subordinates, for a while, Cheng Yanqiu sighed, "Then you say, what should I do?"

Wu Xing crossed his hands in front of the white jade on his forehead, bowed down, and said in a somewhat dull voice, "After returning to the Holy Sect, Ah Wu went to the torture hall to receive the punishment by himself." ”

Cheng Yanqiu was silent, and after a while, he came over and stood beside Wu Xing, and said a little helplessly, "It doesn't have to be like this." ”

His thoughts have not changed from the beginning, he wants to accept a disciple, this disciple is not a tool of the Holy Sect, she has her own ideas, her own joys and sorrows, but she is also Ah Xue's most loyal partner and subordinate, he hopes that the relationship between Ah Wu and Ah Xue is just like him and Ah Su and the sect leader, it is family and friendship, he thought that Wu Xing understood what he meant, but now it seems that she doesn't seem to understand too much.

In Wu Xing's heart, she still feels that she is no different from a parrot, but it is dispensable, if she dies, her husband will only be in a low mood for a few days, and it will be the same as usual.

She was afraid that her husband would be angry, that she would not want her, that she would kill her if she did something wrong, all of this stemmed from the uneasiness in her heart, and she felt that in her husband's heart, she was not important.

But Cheng Yanqiu didn't know how to explain all this to Wu Xing, maybe Wu Xing was too precocious and too smart, so he always ignored the fact that Wu Xing was only eight years old this year.

Cheng Yanqiu pondered for a moment, and pondered the sentence, "Yu Gong, Ah Xue is your master, you have to protect him and respect him, Yu Private, you can treat him as your own brother, just like Ah Xue does to you, Ah Wu, do you understand?"

Wu Xing knew what the basic criteria for being a subordinate were, all of which were stipulated in the rules of these holy religions, but there was no part about feelings in her mind, and she didn't understand what kind of feelings were family affection and what kind of feelings were friendship.

Her father and mother were her own fathers and mothers, but they disregarded her life for the sake of her brother's study, and sold her to the Holy Sect for seven taels of silver.

Xiaoman also once said that he treated her as his own sister, but the result was that Xiaoman used her and betrayed her.

Mr. said that he regarded Yang Qingzhu as a friend, but he was not merciful when he was an enemy with Yang Qingzhu, Yang Qingzhu died, and Mr. only sighed and did not show the slightest sadness.

Is this family, is this friendship?

Wu Xing felt a tightness in her chest, and she didn't like this feeling very much, she straightened up, lowered her head and said, "Ah Wu understands." ”

Looking at Wu Xing's ignorant appearance, Cheng Yanqiu lifted his forehead and sighed again, "You still don't understand, it's just that, don't tell Ah Su after this matter goes back, just treat it as if it didn't happen." ”

Afraid that Peng Xueao would lie on the ground for too long and catch a cold, Cheng Yanqiu carried him to the room and put him on the bed, so that he could sleep well and sober up.

After Cheng Yanqiu left, Wu Xingcai raised his head blankly, knelt on the ground dejectedly, and felt that the disease brought out of the mother's womb began to attack again, and his head was stinging very much.

She also wants to know joys, sorrows, loves, hatreds, and hatreds like ordinary people, even if she is a madman like Xie Chang, it is better than living a life in a mess.

She also doesn't want all the memories in her life to be engraved in her brain, she can't forget it, she doesn't want to be unable to sleep every night, and she doesn't want to always have inexplicable pain in her head.

But did she have a choice? She was born that way.

She already felt that the older she grew and the more memories were stored in her head, the more sluggish she would be in thinking about problems, and the more frequent her head would hurt.

The more I thought about it, the more it hurt, the more I thought about it, Wu Xing covered the temples on both sides of his head with both hands, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, trembling and trembling.

It's good if you don't think about it, if you don't think about it, it won't hurt, Wu Xing forcibly controlled the churning thoughts in her mind, her hair was wet with cold sweat, there was no light in her dark pupils, and her hand unconsciously grabbed the golden jade arm hanging from her waist.

The sky soon darkened, and in the evening, Peng Xueao finally woke up leisurely, yawned and was confused, and only then did he remember that he had made a mistake by drinking, and he was bold enough to hold his uncle's leg and be coquettish?

Peng Xueao's white and tender little face suddenly turned red, how could he do such a thing!

Hurriedly got out of bed and wanted to drink a cup of cold tea to calm down, and suddenly remembered that before he fell asleep, Ah Wu seemed to be still kneeling?

Uncle reprimanded them so seriously, he must be angry, Ah Wu won't be punished, right?

Thinking of this, Peng Xueao didn't care about drinking a cup of cold tea, so she ran out with her shoes in her hands, and shouted a little anxiously, "Ah Wu!"

Unexpectedly, there was a response soon, Wu Xing came out from the side, changed her clothes, seemed to have bathed, and her hair was still stained with moisture, she said lightly, "Ah Xue, I'm here." ”

When Peng Xueao saw her, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good, I thought you were punished by your uncle, are you okay?"

He pulled Wu Xing to look up and down with concern, Wu Xing stood still and let him move, and waited until Peng Xuelong finally confirmed that she was not injured, then the corners of her mouth curved, and a faint smile appeared slightly, "I'm fine, Ah Xue, it's time for dinner." ”

Peng Xueao touched his little belly, although he slept all afternoon and didn't move much, but maybe sleeping is also a very physically exhausting thing, and he is indeed a little hungry, thinking of the delicious food he ate at noon, the corners of his mouth involuntarily secreted a trace of saliva, he pulled Wu Xing and trotted towards the hall, "Okay, let's go, let's eat!"

Waiting until the next day, Wu Xing remembered in a trance, she didn't seem to have told her husband something, but after saying it, she inevitably exposed herself to fight with people in the restaurant, looking at yesterday's attitude, Mr. He shouldn't be too angry, Wu Xing thought a little uncertainly.

I made the mistake of concealing it yesterday and not reporting it, and today I can't make a mistake again and again, Wu Xing hurriedly met Fu Shaoheng and Fu Yao in the restaurant.

Cheng Yanqiu frowned when he heard this, "Have you fought with him?"

Wu Xing shook her head, although she couldn't easily kill her with the help of her body, but if she wanted her to win against Fu Shaoheng, it was almost impossible.

Guan Yuqing, the chief disciple of the Huaxu Gate, has passed away, Yang Qingzhu also died of illness, the current head of the Huaxu Gate is the little-known Guan Shance, this person Cheng Yanqiu has seen, martial arts are good, but he is a little wooden, being the head of the sect is not only good martial arts, the rise and fall of the entire sect is tied to one person, the pressure is not something that he can bear as an elder who never cares, the vitality of the Huaxu Gate is greatly damaged, and it will not be able to recover in ten years, it seems that it will be silent for a long time, but this is okay, Qiu Yueci can also be much more stable in the Huaxu Gate。

Xuanzhenguan A group of Taoist priests who cultivate pure and quiet do nothing are not so deep in their minds, just like Li Yanyun, what they think in their hearts, what kind of expression and attitude they have on their faces, basically no need to guess, they have no ambition to be the leader of the righteous path.

Looking at it this way, Taiamen has Fu Shaoheng, a rising star, and at least he can be prosperous for a few more decades, and many sects on the rivers and lakes are probably going to take Fu Chengshuo as the leader.

Even if Tai'amen is a family heirloom, even if Fu Yao is abolished, as long as Fu Shaoheng can stay in Tai'amen, they will not worry about the future.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yanqiu couldn't help but have a headache, Jiang Daoxing is too, if he dies, he will die, why do you want to stay in such trouble?

But it doesn't matter, Tai Amen has a Fu Shaoheng, who knows if the Yin Moon Sect will not have a Wu Xing? Wu Xing is now a little younger than Fu Shaoheng, and his internal strength experience is a little lacking, but who stipulates that the enemies must fight head-on? People in the Demon Sect should act according to the rules of the Demon Sect.

Cheng Yanqiu recalled that his education of Wu Xing seemed to be too upright and biased towards the right path, which was not appropriate, Wu Xing, as the mainstay of the Holy Sect in the future, how could he not understand the essence of the Holy Sect's Dark Hall?" ”

Wu Xing nodded yes, hesitated, and still said the little episode after the fight.

This time, Cheng Yanqiu was a little surprised, someone wanted to invite Wu Xing to meet and chat?

In the news he got, after the Yuyang weapon battle failed, Fu Chengshuo and the others had already returned home, this news should be correct, but Fu Chengshuo went back, Fu Shaoheng and Fu Yao did not go back, they stayed in Yang'an for a month, is it a coincidence? Or do they have some other purpose?

Yang'an is the capital, even if it is close to Dongyang, the Yin Moon Sect does not dare to stretch out its hand too long, so the stronghold in Yang'an City is extremely low-key, and there is very little news, because he does not know that Fu Shaoheng and they are here.

So here's the problem, the old ones have already gone back, he can't think of anything, who else wants to see Wu Xing?

Are there any other forces in Yang'an City that he doesn't know exist?

That person didn't let Cheng Yanqiu think about it for too long, and was very considerate and sent a message of worship in a timely manner.

Looking at the greeting post presented by Uncle Wen, saying that someone was visiting outside the door, Cheng Yanqiu frowned.

Li Erlang ......?

This is obviously a pseudonym, but who has the surname Li?

After thinking for a moment, although he still hadn't figured out where this person belonged to, Cheng Yanqiu intuitively felt that this person couldn't be lazy, and instructed Uncle Wen, "Please let him in." ”

After a while, there was a handsome middle-aged man with an entourage, walked through the long corridor of copying hands, the man had a smile on his face, his eyes were as warm as pearls, but his whole body exuded a majestic momentum of the superior, he was dressed in a gray-blue brocade robe, and a priceless white jade pendant was hung with a bright yellow tassel around his waist, and the attendant behind him looked respectful, but his steps were slight and steady, and his inner breath was long, and he knew that he was a master of internal strength at a glance.

Cheng Yanqiu was taken aback when he saw him, and said with some surprise, "I didn't expect that the body of a daughter would also condescend to be noble." ”

Although he has not seen this man, he has seen the attendant behind this man, this attendant's name is Zhang Yitu, more than ten years ago was a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, and then disappeared without a trace, there are rumors that he was recruited into the palace and became the watchdog of the heavenly family, Cheng Yanqiu originally thought that this rumor was ridiculous, and the swordsmen were all arrogant, how could they grovel in front of power? Later, he understood that this was actually true.

For a while, Cheng Yanqiu's mood was a little complicated, and he recognized Zhang Yitu's identity, so the person who can make Zhang Yitu look respectful and protect him naturally has no need to say his identity.

What's more, everyone in the world knows that when today's home is located in the hidden mansion, it ranks second.

This Li Erlang smiled at Yan Yan, "The daughter of Li Shu is all the people of Qingguo, and there is no difference." ”

Although he said this, his demeanor was dignified and natural.

Cheng Yanqiu didn't believe his words, if that was the case, why did he have to suppress the eldest prince King Cheng and directly surrender the throne, wouldn't he be happy?

Although Cheng Yanqiu grew up at the feet of the Son of Heaven since he was a child, he was a young man with a wild and uninhibited heart, and he did not have much respect and awe for the imperial power, and later stayed in Dongyang, which was not under the control of the heavenly family, for nearly ten years, and he didn't feel anything, but he still felt a little incredible, the temple was lofty, why did he want to see Wu Xing? Wu Xing couldn't be his pearl in the sea, right? This should be an unlikely thing, after all, Wu Xing's parents he had seen, just by looking at his appearance.

Cheng Yanqiu didn't want to fight with him, so he got straight to the point, "Why do you want to come here without knowing your footsteps?"