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Chapter 6

Song Yuan noticed the wetness on the collar side, so he opened his eyes carefully, but the other party's shoulders were not high enough to completely cover his eyes.

He saw many familiar faces, including indifferent, kind, approving faces, and a pair of flaming eyes.

The one in red, brother.

Song Yuan blinked his eyes, and at this moment he realized who the person hugging him was.

"Ruan... Cheng Xing?"

The little junior brother who was already taller than seven years ago trembled slightly, and his voice trembled too.

"It's me, brother, I..."

Song Yuan lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Let go first, okay?"

It's really embarrassing, it used to be the same way, always calling seniors and seniors in an affectionate manner, but later recalling what he did, how much truth was there in those calls of seniors?

Only when he broke free can he see Ruan Chengxing's appearance. He is no longer the young boy with an immature face seven years ago. His face, especially a pair of shining star eyes, looked at him with a slight redness at this time, looking rather pitiful.

Song Yuan didn't think so, he had suffered enough, and he didn't look at Ruan Chengxing who retreated to the side with his hands hanging down. I saluted.

Nanxi

He didn't show a single bit of expectation or grievance, and he didn't even have the look of admiration in the past, which made the uncles on both sides see that something was wrong.

"Nephew Song, it's hard to come back, so don't hold back in the sect, tell your master to take a good look at you, and tell us about any grievances you have suffered outside, so that master and uncle can make decisions for you ,ah?"

Song Yuan looked over and saw that it was the Eighth Elder. He used to go to the deacon's hall and received a lot of care from him, so he smiled at him, but an itchy feeling suddenly appeared in his throat, which immediately made him hang his head and cough.

Immediately, everyone stood up a little bit. After all, his appearance was really pitiful. He was once the second person in the Tianjiao Grand Competition, but now he seemed to be unable to stand the wind, wrapped in fur and hunching his shoulders, coughing flushed.

"What are you doing standing up, go get Nephew Song a chair!"

Looking at the bent and trembling back in front of him, Ruan Chengxing felt as if he was being squeezed in his heart. He felt sore and unspeakable. He hurriedly stepped forward to block Heng Wufeng's junior, put his arms around his shoulders, and patted him on the back. .

"Senior brother, brother?"

Song Yuan regained his strength and was helped to sit down, but he didn't bother to look back at him, he just got lucky and raised his face to look at the master.

He didn't have the courage to look at the two people next to him, so he just stared at the kind face of the sect master, and carefully expressed the words he had thought about all the way: "Master master, I, I came back this time to Looking for a...my...dao companion..."

The back of his chair shook, and he heard commotion in all directions, someone stood up instantly, and the ring and sachet around his waist knocked out a series of noises.

Song Yuan heard the reputation and looked over, his eyes immediately merged with another set of more stern and cold eyes.

He had painted this ice-carved and cold face thousands of times, and he always thought that he would never have the courage to meet again in this life, and he didn't want to see him again today, even the slightly angry face that he feared the most, couldn't mess it up wantonly His heartstrings.

It turned out that it was nothing more than that, there was no rekindling of fire in my heart, and I didn't feel that my love was still there.

It's just a vague memory scroll reminding him repeatedly, not to look directly at it, not to admire it.

In fact, it is not as difficult as imagined.

Yu Hanling thought he knew what he was thinking almost as soon as he met his gaze. He never thought, never thought that this daring disciple would dare to do so.

It is true that he can return safely, Yu Hanling admits that he is indeed a little happy in his heart, but he really did not expect that after walking through the realm of life and death, this second disciple who has no regard for human relations has not let go of his rebellious thoughts, and even now, he wants to use kindness exert pressure.

Apart from the necrotic disease with which he was born, he had never suffered such a setback.

The personal disciples he raised actually had such thoughts for him.

Yu Hanling was startled and angry, and had been punished heavily, but he didn't expect the child to be so infatuated that he would give up his life to save him in a flash of enthusiasm.

His mind was confused, and he didn't know what kind of weird tone he blurted out for a while, but he just said with a cold face, each word in a low voice: "Are you blackmailing me?"

The handsome senior brother in red next to him had the same expression on his face, but his expression was even weirder, as if he was extremely angry. He stared at Song Yuan and said, "Repaying favor? Song Yuan, I really didn't Come to think of it, you have become such a wolf-hearted person now!"

Song Yuan was dumbfounded, and just when he didn't know how to explain himself, an extremely sad voice came from behind, as if he was extremely disappointed in him: "Brother, how did you become like this?"

Hey, how did it become like this, Song Yuan still wants to ask, isn’t the Taoist couple’s statement valid?He hasn't entered the realm of cultivation for a long time, how can he know what is the popular saying now?

But he looked at the expressions of the first two people, and then he understood why, and the lightning flashed and thundered in his head, and he was startled.

"No, no..." Song Yuan became anxious, and coughed again, the wet redness on his face surged up again, with a sickness, "No, it's not Master, I don't...cough cough, I don't want Master. "

This time no one patted him on the back, but he slowly slowed down while holding the edge of the chair, the gentle gentleman's face hung down, his eyes looked at the ground, he stretched out his hands to gather his clothes, and said in a low voice: " I... my husband got lost..."

The surroundings were suddenly silent, and a needle could be heard falling.

Song Yuan coughed twice again in a low voice, remembering the time when he went out, he couldn't help touching his lower abdomen, thinking worriedly, if he doesn't get his husband back, he won't know what to do.

Dantian's cold and spiritual power is disordered. When Xuexue picked him up, he was already beyond salvation. He picked out the extremely strong taste from the pile of fairy grass. The doctor, swallowed the refining in the body, and only recovered his life.

As a result, the root cause of this cold and hot attack sometimes occurs several times a day, and sometimes it does not occur for three to five days. An attack is like walking through a life-and-death barrier.

But it was better when Xuexue was around. After going back to the house several times and found him lying on the ground, Xuexue hunted a lot of prey once, and kept him cold with ice, and accompanied him a lot. After learning some medicine, Xuexue was able to Can take better care of him.

He is a considerate and caring little husband.

Thinking of this, Song Yuan felt a little sweet in his heart.

But when he came back to his senses, he saw that the whole hall was still silent, making the faint sound that seemed to escape from someone's teeth behind him resonate loudly.

"...husband?"

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The talent just came out, I'm already looking forward to what to do when they fight

A: He loves me so much, what should I do? If I reject him, I’m afraid he’ll go to death again, can’t he like someone else? It’s just that it’s too difficult for that person to be as handsome and powerful as me.

B: He loves him so much and I hate him so much. How can he like Master like me? I shouldn’t even like Master. It’s too much to pinch his mind.

C: He loves him so much, why does he ignore me? Because the mistake I made at the beginning was right, I was wrong, I was wrong, and I didn’t kill him at the time.

Yuan Yuan: Secretly miss my husband

Yuan Yuan: Secretly laughed out loud

Yuanyuan (sigh): Xuexue, super cute~