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- Chapter 334 Objection
Qing'er came lightly with tea in hand. She respectfully brought her hands to Bai Xiaotian and said with a sweet smile: "Daddy, please drink tea!"
"Thank you, Xiao Qing'er!" Bai Xiaotian took it and said with a smile.
Qing'er pouted slightly, hummed, and turned to sit next to Song Wenqing.
After taking a sip, Bai Xiaotian put the tea cup down and asked with a smile, "Xiao Qing'er, did you cause any trouble when you went out this time?"
"Daddy!" Qing'er was dissatisfied, glanced at Aunt Qing, and said crisply: "This time, we are being hunted, but it's not me who provokes others!"
"Huh -?" Bai Xiaotian frowned, glanced at Song Wenqing, and asked Qing'er: "Is there someone chasing you and your aunt?"
"Changsha Gang!" Qing'er softly spat out three words.
Bai Xiaotian frowned and snorted: "It's them!"
"If someone hadn't saved Aunt Qing and I, you would never see your daughter again!" Qing'er glanced at her father dissatisfied.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Xiaotian shouted hurriedly. Such unlucky words sounded harsh to him, and his voice slowed down: "This time, you are playing tricks again to throw away the people I sent! Do you know how many fathers there are? Worry?!"
Qing'er's bright eyes turned and she quickly lowered her head, pretending to feel guilty.
Seeing that she admitted her mistake, Bai Xiaotian couldn't bear to blame her any more, and his voice became gentler, and he asked slowly: "Who saved you?"
"Hehe, Dad, guess what!" Qing'er immediately raised her head with a sweet smile on her face.
Knowing that he had been tricked by his daughter again, Bai Xiaotian had no choice but to smile bitterly and shook his head. He really couldn't bring himself to punish her, so he had to pretend not to see it and snorted softly: "Dad is not a god, how could you guess it?!"
"Hehe, I'm sorry, dad, you couldn't have imagined it!" Qing'er laughed twice and raised her head proudly: "It's Mr. Xiao from the Shuiyun Sect!"
Bai Xiaotian was startled, his eagle eyes flashed, and his voice was low: "Mr. Xiao?"
"Daddy, don't you recognize it?" Qing'er asked doubtfully.
Bai Xiaotian looked her up and down, then glanced at Song Wenqing, and said warmly: "Is it Xiao Nanqiu?"
"Exactly!" Qing'er nodded vigorously and said with a proud smile: "Aunt Qing and I even went to Shuiyun Sect to play!"
"He actually invited you to the Shuiyun Sect?!" Bai Xiaotian chuckled and glanced at Song Wenqing, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
"Yes, we met Mr. Xiao and Head Wen in a restaurant in Dengzhou Prefecture. Head Wen is so beautiful!" Qing'er's face was filled with excitement.
"Haha, you are much better than dad, but I have never seen the true face of Head Wen!" Bai Xiaotian saw her excitement and joined in the fun.
Qing'er glanced at her father with a smile on her face: "Hehe, there are not many men who have seen the true face of Head Wen!"
"Yes, dad is not qualified yet!" Bai Xiaotian laughed.
"Well, I'm afraid only the heads of the six sects can see it." Qing'er nodded, half-heartedly, became excited again, and giggled: "Dad, do you want me to tell you what Head Wen looks like - ¡ª?"
"No need!" Bai Xiaotian shook his head, patted her smooth forehead, and hummed: "Learn how to appease daddy!"
Qing'er shrank her neck, smiled, and suddenly clapped her hands: "By the way, I heard from Mr. Xiao that you have met before!"
"Well, it's the Shuiyun Sect disciple's entrance ceremony. I'm invited to come and watch the ceremony." Bai Xiaotian nodded, with no strange expression on his face.
"At that time, Mr. Xiao must have been very majestic?!" Qing'er looked fascinated.
"His martial arts is indeed superb." Bai Xiaotian said lightly, with a hint of jealousy in his heart. His little daughter did not admire him, and he felt inexplicably disappointed.
He is ambitious and naturally has a kind of hostility towards men who are stronger than himself, and the same is true for Xiao Yuesheng.
"Mr. Xiao is really awesome!" Qing'er looked in admiration, looking like she didn't know how to explain, which made Bai Xiaotian even more jealous.
He shook his head, closed his mouth hard, and did not say any slanderous words.
"Qing'er, let's have some tea!" Song Wenqing snorted, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Hehe, okay, let's drink tea." Qing'er nodded quickly, knowing that Aunt Qing was complaining about her talkativeness.
Bai Xiaotian looked at Qing'er with a smile as she lowered her head to sip her tea, and said warmly: "Qing'er, go run some errands and invite Uncle Mo over. Let's have dinner together."
"Okay!" Qing'er nodded quickly. She liked Uncle Mo very much. She stood up, greeted Song Wenqing, and trotted out like a deer.
There were only two people in the pavilion, Bai Xiaotian and Song Wenqing.
The sunset slowly sets, twilight gradually rises, and the colorful clouds in the sky turn into dark gold.
The breeze is coming slowly, bringing with it a biting chill. Song Wenqing is wearing a green jade hairpin, which shines faintly in the dusk, which is quite eye-catching.
Bai Xiaotian glanced at Song Wenqing, broke the silence, and said slowly: "Wenqing, the hosta on your head is very beautiful."
"Yeah." Song Wenqing nodded lightly and looked towards the sunset.
"Hmm -?" Bai Xiaotian's gaze that had drifted away suddenly came back again, staring at the green hosta, and said in a deep voice: "It looks familiar"
"I remember it!" He clapped his palms lightly and nodded: "I have seen it on several major disciples of Shuiyun Sect before!"
"" Song Wenqing stared at the sunset and said nothing.
"A gift from Head Wen?" Bai Xiaotian asked casually, pretending to be nonchalant.
"" Song Wenqing turned around and glanced at him lightly, without replying. He still turned around and looked back at the sunset, with an expression that refused to let anyone stand thousands of miles away.
Bai Xiaotian sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "You have always been like this, how will you get married in the future?!"
"Don't worry!" Song Wenqing replied calmly.
¡°Wen¡ª¡ªQing¡ª¡ª!¡± Bai Xiaotian shouted in a low voice, his face like a silver moon sank with a serious aura.
Song Wenqing ignored him and didn't even look at him.
Bai Xiaotian stared at her back for a long time, then finally relaxed and sighed helplessly: "Wen Qing, after all these years, you are still blaming your brother-in-law?!"
Song Wenqing turned around, with a sneer hanging on the corner of his delicate mouth: "You are the leader of the first gang in Huguang. You can decide life and death with a single word, and you are so powerful! How dare a little girl?!"
¡°Wen¡ª¡ªQing¡ª¡ª!¡± Bai Xiaotian smiled helplessly and shook his head.
"You'd better please come back!" Song Wenqing turned around and said coldly.
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡± Bai Xiaotian let out a long sigh and stopped talking. After being ridiculed, he lost his temper and could only use a tea cup to vent his anger and drank the tea in one gulp.
The pavilion fell into silence again, and the cold wind passed through the treetops, making a gentle whistle.
Song Wenqing turned her back to him, staring at the setting sun in a daze. Bai Xiaotian stroked his beard with one hand and stared at her slim back in a daze.
After a while, Bai Xiaotian broke the silence again and sighed deeply: "After all these years, you still refuse to forgive your brother-in-law?"
"If sister can come back to life, I will forgive you!" Song Wenqing turned his head and said lightly, his eyes were cold and absolutely ruthless.
Bai Xiaotian shook his head helplessly: "Okay, okay, even if you don't forgive me, I will still be your brother-in-law!"
Song Wenqing turned around.
"Is this hosta given to you by someone named Xiao?" Bai Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed at her hair.
Song Wenqing was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Not bad."
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡± Bai Xiaotian sighed, shook his head and said helplessly: ¡°Sure enough! Is he that good?!¡±
Song Wenqing remained silent.
"Do you know that he already has two wives and is the head disciple of the Emei Sect, with both talent and appearance?!" Bai Xiaotian shouted in a deep voice.
"I know!" Song Wenqing's voice was indifferent.
The White Howling Sky Eagle's eyes widened angrily, its electric light flashed, and it asked in a deep voice: "Since you already know this, why did you accept the hosta?!"
"" Song Wenqing was too lazy to speak.
With a "bang" sound, Bai Xiaotian slammed the tea cup, and the stone table shook with his palm. After another crisp sound, the black porcelain tea cup was already divided into several petals.
Unconsciously, he had eyes like a falcon, grasping Song Wenqing's back tightly.
After a while, he took a few deep breaths, slowly calmed down and became calm.
He smiled bitterly in his heart. This sister-in-law of his could always make him so angry that he could not do anything about her. Because of his deep love and guilt for his wife, he treated Song Wenqing as his own daughter.
Bai Xiaotian spoke again and said earnestly: "Wen Qing, my brother-in-law doesn't hate the man named Xiao, but because he is too outstanding and is a good match!"
Song Wenqing turned around and sat down at the stone table. He gently touched the broken porcelain to one side with his white palm. He looked at Bai Xiaotian and said lightly: "You think too much. He is him and I am me. It¡¯s irrelevant!¡±
"But this hosta?" Bai Xiaotian looked at her hesitantly.
"I will find an opportunity to return the hosta to him!" Song Wenqing replied quickly.
Bai Xiaotian looked at her, shook his head and said:Aren¡¯t the junior sisters named Xiao beautiful? "
"It's beautiful!" Song Wenqing glanced at him and replied lightly.
Bai Xiaotian smiled: "Although brother-in-law knows nothing about men and women, he can also see that these junior sisters all have affection for the one named Xiao Although Wen Qing is also beautiful, ask yourself, can you compete with them? ?!"
Song Wenqing's face changed slightly, he frowned, and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense again, I'm tired, let's talk about it another day!"
After saying that, he turned around, stood up, walked away Yingying, left the pavilion, and disappeared into the path among the flowers.
"Alas¡ª¡ª!" Bai Xiaotian sighed deeply. Although he was the leader of the first gang in Huguang and was in charge of thousands of people, he could easily decide a person's life or death, but when facing his sister-in-law, he was helpless and helpless.
Her current appearance, at first glance, was no different from usual. She was still cold and indifferent, but he could see something strange. She was clearly a pregnant girl!
It just so happened that she liked Xiao Nanqiu again. He had already seen how powerful the Shuiyun Sect was, and he thought he didn¡¯t have the capital to compete. He couldn¡¯t come by force, so he had to go there in person!
Shuiyun Sect, Hangu, Hanyan Pavilion.
The sun had set and they had eaten dinner. Jiang Suning's injuries were no longer harmful, but she still lived in the Shuiyun Sect. She came from a humble background and followed her master to practice martial arts in the mountains since she was a child. Later, her master passed away and entered the world without a trace. Thinking of meeting the young master of the Gongsun family by chance.
She was born very charming, and the young master of the Gongsun family was also a lustful and romantic person. For a moment, she felt itchy and made fun of her.
Although she looks lovely, she has an extremely strong temper. When she saw his frivolous words, she drew her sword and wounded the young master in a few blows.
So he provoked a counterattack from the guards, and he escaped desperately. If Xiao Yuesheng and others hadn't rescued him, he would have perished long ago.
She is extremely kind and fond of the life in Shuiyun Sect. It feels like she is back in the past, quiet and simple, and she doesn't want to leave.
Jiang Suning lived in seclusion in the mountains with her master since she was a child, living a simple and simple life. As soon as she stepped into the secular world, she encountered frivolous people and caused a murderous disaster. After walking in front of the gate of hell, there was a shadow in her heart. , don¡¯t even want to go out.
After dinner, master and apprentice Wen Yubing and Xiao Yuesheng went for a walk in Qionglin as usual.
The clear brilliance of the night pearl enveloped Qiong Lin, bright and soft, like a dream. The two walked side by side on the forest path.
The night wind blew gently, the branches swayed, making a rustling sound, and insects chirped. It seemed that when they saw someone coming, they wanted to hold their breath and hide themselves without being noticed.
The Qionglin is as warm as spring, and insects don¡¯t know what cold winter is.
"Qiu'er, tell me, how will Miss Jiang be settled?" Wen Yubing was dressed in a moon-white silk robe, cool and luxurious, but also a little charming, because she had been drinking.
"What do you think, Master?" Xiao Yuesheng was wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt. Under the bright and soft light, his face looked like a crown jewel, and he suddenly became more energetic.
"I'm also hesitating. I want to keep her, but I don't know how to arrange her." Wen Yubing shook her head slightly and said lightly.
"Then Master will accept her as a disciple?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled warmly and walked lightly.
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Wen Yubing glanced sideways at him, her voice was long and she snorted softly: ¡°Why don¡¯t you accept her as your disciple?¡±
"No way, no way!" Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head, smiling bitterly: "I am lazy and don't want to accept any disciples!"
¡°You¡ª¡ªah¡ª¡ª!¡± Wen Yubing glared at him angrily.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng smirking, she had no choice but to count him as the best in martial arts, but she didn't want to accept a disciple.
"However, this is fine. Although he has no nominal disciples, his several junior sisters are all taught by him. This is considered rare and he is no longer demanding.
"In that case, let her worship under Ruoyun's sect?" Wen Yu's cold and elegant face revealed a hint of a smile but not a smile.
" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He understood the painstaking efforts of his master. He was afraid that Jiang Suning was so charming because he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the temptation, so he decided on the title of master's nephew first and put an end to his improper thoughts.
"Okay!" Seeing Wen Yubing looking at him unblinkingly, he couldn't bear to object, so he nodded.
Wen Yubing couldn't help but smile, like a hundred flowers blooming, the whole Qionglin seemed a little brighter.
The two of them walked a few steps, and Wen Yubing looked at him again: "You asked people from other hospitals to secretly adopt orphans, which has been quite effective. There are already more than twenty there."
"Well, so fast." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
"Today's world," Wen Yubingzhen shook her head slightly, a flash of compassion flashed across her cold and goddess-like face, and sighed softly: "it has made the people and children suffer!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and sighed: "Let the second junior sister go there secretly and teach these children the nine-turn technique."
"Huh¡ª¡ª?!" Wen Yubing was startled, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Are you going to accept them as disciples? They are all men!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, stretched out his hand to stroke his black mustache, and said lightly: "Just give them the first turn."
"Hmm" Wen Yubing breathed a sigh of relief. Nine rounds of Jin Yi Jing, but the magic of Yi Jin Jing and marrow cleansing, can make a person completely reborn after being practiced. It is much better than Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing. If it is passed on to outsiders, But it¡¯s a little weird!
She suddenly thought of something else and hurriedly asked: "Why is this?"
"Haha I have deep meaning, my disciple!" Xiao Yuesheng stroked his beard and smiled.
"Sell it to me!" Wen Yubing snorted, opened his bright eyes, and said angrily: "Why don't you tell me?!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said, "It's hard to describe in one sentence!"
"Then speak slowly, you will always be able to explain everything!" Wen Yubing rolled her eyes at him with a moving expression.
So the master and the disciple came to the small pavilion in the middle and sat down at the jade table. There was already a small red clay stove gurgling in the corner of the pavilion, white steam was curling up, and the tea was already brewed.
This is the work of Xiaodie and Xiaoqing. They have already calculated the footsteps of the master and apprentice. Moreover, the two of them always walk along the path. When they come to the pavilion, they will come in to rest for a while.
Wen Yubing made tea and poured it for him. He looked like a master.
Xiao Yuesheng spoke eloquently while drinking tea. Wen Yubing's bright eyes flashed from time to time and he nodded.
After drinking a cup of tea, Xiao Yuesheng had finished speaking.
"Well, your idea is quite wonderful, but the chance of success is slim" Wen Yubingzhen shook her head slightly and said, and poured another cup for him. Her jade hands were white and moist, and it was indistinguishable from the snow porcelain tea cup. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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