I will Bury the Gods Chapter 278: : Meet in the wind and snow

It's sunny in winter.

Lin Shouxi finished grading the homework, handed the notebook back, Xiaoyu took it solemnly, and spread it in front of him.

"Why are you still wrong five times?" Xiaoyu showed an annoyed look, and asked: "Master won't be angry if he has made so many mistakes?"

"Of course not." Lin Shouxi said gently: "Although there are some mistakes and omissions, Xiaoyu is already very good. If you read and memorize it more on weekdays, you will definitely improve."

"Oh"

Xiaoyu nodded slightly, looking a little disappointed, as if she felt guilty for her mistake.

When Lin Shouxi saw him, he got up quickly, sat down beside her, and explained to her one question at a time, explaining the mysteries of scriptures and techniques. He will patiently repeat it several times until Xiaoyu understands it.

"Master is great, Xiaoyu is very lucky to have found such a good master like you." Xiaoyu said sincerely.

"It's only natural for a master to be kind to his apprentices. When Xiaoyu grows up, he will become a master for others, so he will understand it naturally." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaoyu nodded with a vague understanding.

Seeing that Master did not move extra, Xiaoyu pushed the ruler and asked in a low voice, "Will Master not punish Xiaoyu?"

"Xiaoyu is so obedient, why punish you?" Lin Shouxi said softly.

Xiao Yuxiang's cheeks bulged slightly, he didn't speak, and said after a while: "Then master taught me how to practice swords?"

"Okay, I also want to see how far Xiaoyu's swordsmanship has been cultivated." Lin Shouxi smiled and nodded.

One year ago, Xiaoyu used just seven days to cultivate his clumsy swordsmanship to the point of perfection, his talent is terrifying, now a year has passed, this little sword fairy's demeanor is even more outstanding.

Xiaoyu casually took the wooden ring ruler, held it in his palm, and said: "I use the ruler instead of the sword, and show the master the dance."

Speaking, this petite girl flicked her long hair, and danced directly. In the spacious room, the girl held a ruler in her hand. Although she turned around with her sword, she moved with her steps, and her lightness was like a swallow butterfly floating among flowers. The chilling place is like the autumn wind blowing to kill fragrant flowers, which is pleasing to the eye and the eyes, and everyone who sees it admires the awesomeness of the future.

When retracting the sword, Xiaoyu wanted to try a more difficult move, but accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt, tilted her body, and fell straight towards Lin Shouxi. When she recovered, she had already fallen into the arms of her master.

She pressed her cheek against Master's lower abdomen, raised her head, and carefully looked at the young man's delicate face.

"Master, I" Xiaoyu bit her pink lips with a face full of self-blame.

"It's okay, you should have challenged more sword styles when practicing swordsmanship, but Xiaoyu, you must not do this when confronting others in the future." Lin Shouxi seriously instructed.

"Xiaoyu understands." The girl nodded seriously.

Then, Lin Shouxi helped her review the sword moves just now, and corrected her mistakes in posture and force one by one. Master taught by hand.

"Master, why are you always looking at the sky outside? Is Master looking for someone?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Well, I'm going to go to Shenshou Mountain later to meet your other teacher." Lin Shouxi said.

"Second Master's Wife?" Xiaoyu showed surprise, and asked, "Who is more beautiful, Master Mistress or Second Master's Wife?"

"Xiaoyu, you are afraid that Master will live another day." Lin Shouxi smiled wryly.

"Is Master's wife too fierce?" Xiaoyu lowered his voice, and said: "When I was shopping at home this morning, Master was often bullied by Master Xiaohe, Master has such a strong body, eh"

"The ancients said, if you want to commit crimes, why don't you have a wife? Xiaohe's temperament is like this. The more she likes me, the more delicate she is. She is actually very gentle." Lin Shouxi interrupted Xiaoyu's wild thoughts, and said gently.

"So, master prefers fiercer ones? Is the second wife also very fierce?" Xiaoyu blinked and asked.

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Lin Shouxi couldn't tell if she was deliberately teasing him, but he just put on a straight face, pretending to be stern and said: "If Xiaoyu keeps asking, Master will become fierce."

"Understood, Master is going to be fierce to Xiaoyu" Xiaoyu shut up obediently and corrected his expression.

She continued to practice the sword.

Xiaoyu dances the sword, the intention is for the master.

Her moves were always drawn towards Lin Shouxi. In order not to interrupt his apprentice's sword practice, Lin Shouxi retreated step by step until he shrank to the corner of the wall.

If things go on like this, when Xiaoyu is sixteen years old, maybe she can really catch up with her sixteen-year-old self.

In the last sword strike, Xiaoyu used the move of looking back at the moon. She touched the ground with her toes, turned around abruptly, flicked her long hair, and raised the wooden ruler obliquely, implying the beauty of a fairy Lingbo looking back. The charm made Lin Shouxi slightly startled.

This girl was already like this when she was young, so how can she still be good when she grows up?

Xiaoyu was ignorant, as if she didn't know anything, she threw the ruler, caught it, and ran to the master to ask for credit, "Master, how is my swordsmanship, are you not slack?"

"Small words will become great tools in the future." Lin Shouxi said sincerely.

Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, then hesitated to speak again, and said, "Master, can you not go to see Second Master today."

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Because today's master is Xiaoyu." The girl said eloquently.

Lin Shouxi saw her innocent smile, and his heart ached, as if gouged out by a sword. He recalled the experience of this year, and he knew how hard-won this meeting was. Looking at this lovely apprentice, his The eye sockets are also slightly moist.

He hugged Xiaoyu in his arms, and said softly: "Okay, today's master belongs to Xiaoyu only."

Xiaoyu leaned against his solid chest, closed her eyes, greedily absorbing the warmth of his embrace, smiling, contented.

The whole afternoon, Lin Shouxi and Xiaoyu discussed homework in the study, Xiaoyu sat in the arms of the master and read with the master, the teacher was kind and the student was good, and there was harmony.

The joyful time is short-lived.

In the evening, Xiaoyu said that he would go to the night market with his master, Lin Shouxi agreed to come down, Xiaoyu closed the door for the time being, and went to change into beautiful clothes.

When changing clothes, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiaoyu looked back and saw Chu Miao's fairy figure fluttering in her white dress.

"What are you doing here?" Xiaoyu asked lightly.

Chu Miao sat down directly on the desk, crossed her legs, and said with a smile, "Let me take a look at our cute Xiaoyu."

"Who belongs to your family." Xiaoyu rummaged through the clothes and snorted coldly.

"Tsk tsk, after changing your clothes, even the tone of your speech is different. Sometimes I'm also very curious, whether you are acting or showing your true feelings." Chu Miao said leisurely.

"I want you to take care of it." Xiaoyu didn't want to talk to her.

Chu Miao couldn't help giggling when she saw her rare and arrogant appearance. She smiled and looked at the familiar scenery outside the window and felt a bit of sadness. Three hundred years is as short as the blink of an eye.

"What should we do in the future?" Chu Miao asked softly.

"What's next?"

"Are you going to maintain this lie forever? It will be shattered one day, and then, how will you face them?" Chu Miao sighed softly.

"If I didn't have that trip to the south this year, I might think about it, but now I'm too lazy to think about it."

Xiaoyu’s tone is calm, but her voice is immature, like a little girl pretending to be an adult, "The demon is still watching, the evil **** is waking up, one day the world will be turned upside down, and we will all be dust in history. Tomorrow has not yet come. What do you think about it, I just don't want to leave regrets."

Xiaoyu turned around with her clothes in her arms, and saw Chu Miao sitting alone by the window.

The setting sun slanted on her dress, usually pale red, half white, she looked at herself quietly, with a smile on her face, as if she was looking at her childhood sweetheart yesterday.

They stared at each other for a long time.

In the end, Xiaoyu lowered her head and smiled self-deprecatingly. Crocodile.

"Which one looks better?" Xiaoyu asked.

Chu Miao looked at it for a while, then murmured: "This crocodile with bad words and hurting people is more compatible with you."

Xiaoyu frowned, and threw the crocodile back into the cabinet.

After putting on the fire dragon clothes, Xiaoyu's appearance became much more majestic. She stood in front of the mirror with her hands on her hips, majestic and majestic, as if she could spew out a ball of flame with her mouth.

Chu Miao came behind her, combed her hair, tied it in a bun, and dressed her up beautifully.

After dressing up, Chu Miao gently hugged her in her arms and buried her small head in her chest.

Xiaoyu lay on her stomach quietly, raised her head, looked at the faint sadness on Chu Miaoxian's face, thought that she had brought back sad memories of her childhood, and couldn't help but comforted: "Okay, the past is over. , don’t think too much.”

"No, I'm just thinking about Yingchan." Chu Miao lowered her head and said with a light smile, "When Yingchan was young, I hugged her and nursed her like this."

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Xiao Yu hastily pushed her away.

Before dark, Xiaoyu changed her clothes, dressed up and went downstairs.

In the pavilion on the side, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe sat on long stone chairs, holding hands, watching the beautiful scenery of the setting sun falling from the wall of the gods together. In the snowy scene, Xiaohe looked very cute, she leaned slightly , leaning lightly on Lin Shouxi's shoulder, squinting his eyes, as if falling asleep, Lin Shouxi hugged her shoulder, stroking his wife's long snow-white hair, at this warm moment, Xiaoyu came bouncing over and squeezed into the among them.

"Master and mother" whispered cutely and crisply.

Xiaohe opened her eyes, looked at Xiaoyu's outfit, and said, "Xiaoyu is so cute."

Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, and asked: "Master, are you sleepy, why don't Xiaoyu help her to rest?"

"You bad girl, are you trying to take my little husband away again?" Xiaohe asked vigilantly.

"No, I just care about Mistress, what about Mistress?" Xiaoyu said aggrievedly.

Xiaohe is too lazy to argue with her.

She remembered her original intention to educate well, took her hand, and insisted on going to the night market with her, so as to enhance the relationship between apprentice and teacher-wife.

The night market is very lively, with thousands of lights and flames reflecting the white snow, high-rise buildings with red sleeves ostentatious, women with heavy makeup leaning on the windows looking forward, smiling coquettishly, and singing and singing are heard from afar.

It snowed again at night.

In the night market, which is as bright as day, snowflakes are falling all over the streets and alleys. People on the road are not in a hurry.

Xiaoyu took Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe's hand and walked slowly on the long street, looking at everything that was unfamiliar but familiar.

There are many food stalls on the side of the road, with dim sum, dried dried meat, fried meat, chicken, rabbit, beef, sheep, eel and fresh shellfish.

Xiaoyu tasted one by one. In order to eat more, she didn't taste much of each one. After a long time, she walked all the way from the street to the end of the street. The hat was put on Xiaoyu's head, Xiaoyu let out a cry, covered the hat, raised his head, and saw Lin Shouxi's gentle and smiling face.

Xiaohe scooped up the small glutinous rice **** with a spoon, raised her eyes, glanced at Lin Shouxi quietly, and said coldly, "What about me?"

How can Lin Shouxi, who has a strong ability to survive, forget this? He smiled, stretched out his other hand hidden behind his back, took out the tiger hat he had prepared, and gently pressed it on Xiaohe's head.

"Why is Shi Niang's tiger white?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Because your teacher's wife is a little white tiger." Lin Shouxi bullied Xiaoyu and couldn't understand.

Xiaoyu let out an oh, and after complimenting her teacher for being amazing, she lowered her head and ate the sweet dumplings in the bowl.

Xiao He secretly kicked him under the table, as if complaining about his indiscretion.

Lin Shouxi sat down beside Xiaohe, hugged her gently, and pressed her ear, and said: "At the foot of Wudang Mountain, I was besieged by killers. Report it."

Xiaohe didn't know the meaning of Yongquan Xiangbao, she said indifferently: "Before I saw Chuchu, I was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, are you sure you want to break into it?"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you know it's a blessing?" Lin Shouxi asked with a light smile.

"Frivolous Meng Lang." Xiaohe said while biting his ear.

Xiaoyu lowered his head to eat the ball, as if he didn't hear anything.

At night, the three returned to the family together. Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe entered the house holding hands. Xiaohe let go of her long hair and put on a Buddhist robe.

When Lin Shouxi carried the girl to the bed, there was an untimely knock on the door.

Lin Shouxi frowned and opened the door, and saw Xiaoyu standing at the door, holding a bear doll in his arms.

"Master, Xiaoyu is afraid" the girl raised her head and said timidly.

So, that night, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe slept together, but they couldn't do anything, they could only look at each other silently, and Xiaoyu curled up between them, hugging Lin Shouxi, sleeping peacefully.

The next day.

The annual snow field competition on Mount Kamishou has begun.

The stone cliff is steep and the cloud platform is towering. Walking up the plank road built by the mountain can lead to a flat snow field. It is romantic to try the sword against the snow under the blue clouds. The martial arts competition is also an opportunity for young disciples to make their mark.

Today, not only Shenshou Mountain, but also many immortal sects from Yunkong Mountain and Patriarch Mountain also came to the banquet to discuss Taoism together in the name of martial arts competition.

When Chu Yingchan found Mu Shijing, Mu Shijing was fishing by the river.

She made a hole on the ice, fishing seriously with a fishing rod, with a calm demeanor.

When Chu Yingchan came, Mu Shijing told her to keep her voice down so that she would not interfere with her fishing. Chu Yingchan grabbed the fish basket, looked at the thumb-sized fish and shrimp inside, and sighed. In one breath, he carried her back to Shenshou Mountain, including the man and the fish.

When Chu Yingchan arrived with Mu Shijing, the ski field competition had already started.

As soon as the pair of sisters arrived, the other glamorous fairies in Shenshan suddenly lost their color, and more and more monks cast their gazes over, either surprised or dazed, as if seeing heaven and man.

Mu Shijing didn't take it seriously. She tasted the fine fruit wine presented by Shenshou Mountain. She praised it and accurately said the year it was brewed. She looked at Chu Yingchan proudly, but she saw Fairy Chu's expression cold.

"I'll just taste two." Mu Shijing whispered, but couldn't help complaining: "Master is not as strict as you."

"Drink after you win the contest." Chu Yingchan said.

"Oh, Senior Sister, save some for me." Mu Shijing looked at the Leng Yan Senior Sister drinking to warm up, and said in a low voice.

"Are you really not afraid of losing at all?" Chu Yingchan asked curiously.

"What's there to be afraid of? Although I haven't cultivated any immortality these days, I'm more than enough to deal with them." Mu Shijing said.

"Have you ever cultivated a little immortal?" Chu Yingchan asked with a smile, "Then why are your eye sockets a bit dark?"

"Is there?"

Mu Shijing was startled, and hastily touched it with his hand, then turned around, only to see Chu Yingchan laughing so hard that the flowers were trembling.

She knew that she had been tricked again, so she couldn't help being annoyed, but she didn't have an attack. She knew that now she was just begging for perfection.

The competition in the snow field is also in the form of a ring. Disciples compete to get on the field. In order to make the competition more exciting, the first to enter the field is often weak, and then becomes stronger and stronger. The best students of the group came out one after another, showing off their unique skills.

Although Mu Shijing was willful, she did not break the rules. She leaned against Chu Yingchan, quietly watching the fight on the snow field, and marveled at those weird exercises and magical spiritual roots.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

The disciples split up and joined together, each winning or losing. Now standing on the stage is the well-known little fairy from Shenshou Mountain. This disciple has already entered the Yuan Chi Realm at the age of seventeen. It can be said that she is extremely talented, and many people say that she will be able to hold the Excalibur in the future.

She has defended three rounds of the competition, and three monks at the peak of the Pure Gold Realm came to challenge them, and she defeated them all.

Mu Shijing couldn't stand her arrogance, so he stood up with a cold snort, and said, "I'll teach him a lesson."

The moment Mu Shijing got up holding the sword, everyone looked over. She ignored people's gaze and walked towards the snow field step by step, but was stopped on the steps.

"What are you stopping me for?" Mu Shijing frowned.

"Miss Mu, don't go." The old man who stopped him said.

"Why?"

"Miss Mu is a disciple of the Immortal Tower of the Daomen of Yunkong Mountain, and Fairy Chu is the master of the Trumen of Yunkong Mountain. You are not a member of her sect, how can you represent the Trumen in the battle?" said the old man.

"Then it's okay for me to fight on behalf of Daomen Xianlou?" Mu Shijing asked.

"No, unless the owner of the Xianlou comes in person." After the old man finished speaking, he added: "This is the rule."

"What rules, I think you Shenshoushan can't afford to lose." Mu Shijing said bluntly.

The old man has seen too many arrogant sons of heaven, and he has long been used to it, so he doesn't get angry, but just smiles and gestures to please go back.

This old man's cultivation level is much higher than Mu Shijing's, so she couldn't force her way in. After thinking about it, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go back.

"You guys have this rule, why didn't you tell Fairy Chu when she signed up?" Mu Shijing asked.

"When Fairy Chu signed up, we all thought that the famous Mr. Lin was coming." The old man explained helplessly.

"Lin Shouxi"

Mu Shijing never thought that today, even if Lin Shouxi didn't come, she would hurt herself. She couldn't help feeling a little tight in her chest.

Mu Shijing put her hands on her hips and didn't care about them like they did, but when she turned back, she heard a lot of unfriendly comments.

"Since Lin Shouxi became famous last year, there has been no news for a long time. Where did he go? Could something be wrong?"

"What can happen to the grandson of the master of the Daomen?"

"That's right, where did he go?"

"I think it's probably because I don't think much of Chu Yingchan's cultivation in the Immortal Realm, and I'm going to find someone else. Truman is not good at talking because of his face."

"If that's the case, then wouldn't the Trumen belong to one sect?"

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Although Mu Shijing thinks about bullying Chu Yingchan in the future~IndoMTL.com~but she is so sarcastic that others can't!

She looked at a fairy who was smiling coquettishly, her eyes were stern, the fairy was stared at by her, she couldn't help but startled, and said: "Master Mu Xiaoxian, what are you going to do?"

Just when Mu Shijing wanted to reprimand her, Chu Yingchan had already walked up to her, took her hand, shook her head, and said, "It's okay."

"How can you be so good-tempered to outsiders, you silly fairy in the nest?" Mu Shijing said angrily.

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan also felt guilty, and lowered her head lightly.

The **** the ring looked here, and said coldly: "If there is no one in the Tru Clan, go down as soon as possible, other disciples are still waiting, don't make things difficult for my master."

This charmingly smiling fairy is actually the master of the **** the stage.

Of course Chu Yingchan wants to refute a few words, but her refute is powerless. Her cultivation is not high, she has only a few disciples, and now she has been separated from Lin Shouxi for a year. Meaning, the last one lost is still oneself.

The fairy in the white skirt sighed softly.

Under the eyes of everyone, she took Mu Shijing's hand and walked towards Trumen's Yuntai.

Listening to the discussions at the banquet, how could Mu Shijing swallow this breath, she already planned to break the rules and go directly to the arena in the snow field.

Suddenly.

After the snow field, a cold voice came:

"Who said there is no one in Truman?"

It was as if a wooden peg was suddenly broken, and a blizzard poured into the atrium, Chu Yingchan's sea of ​​consciousness was blank.

She raised her head stupidly.

The wind and snow are erratic.

On the originally empty cloud platform of Trumen, at some point stood a handsome young man in white clothes. The young man looked at her from afar, his eyes were as soft as water: "Master, the apprentice is back."

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