Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Called Xia Wushuang so confusedly.

It is not unreasonable that Chu Shi said so much. Although she is not weak now, she is still not enough to look at compared to the royal army.

She really can't wait to get stronger.

Only when you really become stronger can you get everything you want, protect the people you can protect, and go to the end. One day, you will be broken into the void and find your way back.

Xia Wushuang looked at the stone in his hand, feeling the gentle nostalgia emanating from the soul stone, for a long while, "All right."

She made her eyes look like her younger brother according to her original wishes, but the material of the dark eyes is this unparalleled soul stone.

When planning to grind the soul stone into two pieces and set it in the eyes of the puppet, Xia Wushuang thought of Doudou.

—"Can you hold my hand?"

The voice is gentle and lingering, and the eyes are lingering, clearly obsessed, thinking about it day and night, but a **** who was once aloof, even if demonized, there is nothing but this dark soul stone. Leave.

It's heartbreaking.

This is a light black beautiful stone, like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone.

This is the unparalleled soul stone in the world.

This is Doudou's token left to her.

Inexplicably, she thought of a sentence read in the Book of Songs a long time ago in this world.

"Son of Biliu."

"Believe me, Peijiu."

Peijiu is a light black beautiful stone.

Xia Wushuang, who was directly planning to use his younger brother's name as the leader's name, touched the head of the puppet leader, "Forget it, just call Gu Peijiu."

Soon after the puppet Gu Peijiu was made, the emperor was unable to attack the thief’s den for a long time, so he began to sneak in secret methods. As the saying goes, guns are easy to file and secret arrows are hard to prevent. The princess was finally captured by the emperor by shameless means. She was under house arrest, day and night. The guards guarded secretly, and the emperor turned a blind eye to the absurdity of the barbarians. After regaining the princess, he immediately announced that the princess would marry the barbarians soon.

The barbarians persecuted the people, burned, killed, looted, and committed no evil.

The emperor had three cities robbed by barbarians for the incompetence of his soldiers.

Xia Wushuang was extremely angry about this, but the palace was heavily guarded, and there were also several earth-level capable people who guarded him day and night. Xia Wushuang's own power was impossible to **** the princess back.

The princess's uncle and Xia Wushuang talked about the princess's marriage date and half a year's preparation time. During this six months, Xia Wushuang could not leave his door behind closed doors.

On the day of the princess's marriage, in order to show his sincerity, the barbarians also sent a grafting team. In order to show his love for the princess, the emperor covered Chang'an Avenue with Shili Hongzhuang, but he didn't know how many cold bones were frozen to death by the roadside at that time.

Waiting for the wedding party to pass by the mountain close to Lingxi Peak, Xia Wushuang brought his puppet soldiers to grab the princess. For three days of **** battle, the puppet soldiers blocked all the back roads, and the puppet Gu Peijiu, who possessed the soul stone of the gods, was invincible and waved his sleeves. It was dark, wind, rain, lightning, and numerous casualties of barbarians, bones and blood piled on the plain, Xia Wushuang regained the princess as he wished, and brought back Lingxi Peak.

Later, the plain was called the "Bone Plain", and the white bones and barbarians' grievances turned into black caves and became the embryonic form of the black market.

Of course, this is something later.

"Your Royal Highness, you will definitely rule the world."

Xia Wushuang was covered in blood, holding Chu Shi's hand, and kissing her forehead lightly, and said to her, "I swear to you."

But this time, Chu Shi didn't tell her, don't call me your Royal Highness.

She seemed to remember everything, and it seemed that she had forgotten everything.

A wooden puppet named Gu Peijiu stood behind the girl, her dark eyes gleaming slightly.

==

The mighty river of time rushed down, and the fog was in patches, and the huge boulders that fell from the sky fell deep into the ground. Xia Ge drove past with ghosts and shadows, and the shadows of the surrounding trees flowed back quickly. She clearly felt that the closer to the river of time, the body The faster it shrinks.

But it had to move forward.

The ghost trail is not slow, she rushed to her destination quickly, and the river in front of her was splashed with snow-white water, not as gentle and as water as when she first saw it. Roaring and roaring, rushing down, while the other side is still a misty, mysterious and unrealistic.

Xia Ge paused and looked at the three-foot boulder beside her. This stone was exactly the stone wall she had seen on the bank of the River of Time before.

People on this side cannot see the truth on the other side.

Only by clearing away the fog can some facts be seen clearly.

Xia Ge raised his head and looked at the words on the boulder.

As if afraid that she didn't know her, the big [River of Time] was engraved on it, as if it was emphasizing something.

The system reminded her: "It's time to go."

Xia Ge took a step forward, and the rushing raging wave was at her feet, but she stopped again.

As if she had lost something, Xia Ge felt that her heart was beating very fast, inexplicably, there seemed to be something behind, something she had forgotten, neglected, and never noticed—but she looked back, the peach blossom in the distance Dock is still a piece of gentle pink, like a cloud of mist, with no end in sight.

No one called her.

The system urged her: "Hurry up, what are you stupefied?"

It was true that he could not tolerate any further delay. At this moment in a daze, his hands began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hair began to gradually shorten. Xia Ge knew that he couldn't drag it any longer.

"I... always feel that something is wrong." Xia Ge muttered, thinking about the broken puppet, "Samsara...is that like that?"

The system said: "Go back and think about it again, you will die here if you don't leave!"

Thirteen, nine, and eight years old, her body is shrinking rapidly, and time is taking back all the Xia Ge it has given her. When she recovers, her body has become six or seven years old.

It can't be delayed any longer.

Xia Ge thought, maybe she was really worried.

Draws out the sickle and slams it towards the other side!

"Wow..."

With the lack of physical strength, Xia Ge was surprised to find that she didn't even have the strength to throw the sickle to the other side!

The punishment of time is really terrible.

With a seven-year-old body and loose clothes, Xia Ge tightened his belt, "...What a long experience."

Fortunately, the system's skills didn't seem to be affected. Xia Ge retrieved the sickle and threw it laboriously—

[One hit must hit]!

Cang!

The pitch-black sickle with the air of piercing the air, tearing the air, and setting it on the other side of the river!

This time the sickle was not mounted too high, so Xia Ge couldn't use the chain to sway without dripping water. As soon as the sickle was collected, the whole person rushed past the river with a "swish"!

In the turbulent river, Xia Ge pulled the chain and fell into the river, choking a few salivas. She gritted her teeth and wanted to follow the chain. She just swam for a few meters, but suddenly stopped.

...On the other side of the river, someone.

In the misty mist, there were people and fire.

The icy river of time washed her thin body, clutching the chain of the sickle, watching the black shadow on the other side of the river from vague to clear.

Not one person, but many, many people.

Like a phantom, but also like a reality, the raging fire burns everything, and people are bustling, screaming, and desperately trying to fight the fire.

She was dull for a while before she realized that the place that was washed by the raging fire in front of her was Lingxi...Danfeng.

Cangshu Pavilion.

It's just that the quiet library in the memory of the years is now full of burning flames, and Xia Ge didn't even recognize this place for a while.

She shook her head, thinking she was dreaming, but she didn't.

"What's going on?" She couldn't help asking.

"You are in the river of time, and you can see the time experienced by the river of time." The system said, "what you see now is the most real and recorded history."

"The water in the River of Time is magical. You may be able to see some things from the past few hundred years, but it has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, just swim forward."

How can it be irrelevant?

Xia Ge remembered someone saying that Danfeng’s Zangshu Pavilion had experienced a fire, which burned all the methods of Danxiu cultivation.

Since then, Danfeng has never produced an alchemist above the earth level.

The fire was the source of the decline of Danfeng.

"How did the fire happen?" Xia Ge asked.

She desperately wanted to know what happened.

As the river of time rushed down, the scene in front of me began to change slowly.

The fire burned all day and night, and the disciples yelled "walking" as they tried their best to fight the fire. In the panic situation, Xia Ge heard the leisurely, thin flute sound.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear it. Xia Ge didn't notice because of the surprise and the noise of firefighters before, but when he calmed down, the sound of the flute seemed a little abrupt and unnatural.

The voice was very familiar, like that long, long time ago, when she was attacked by Yimei for the first time, the sound of the flute that no one heard was the thin and faint sound in her ear.

However, those disciples seemed to have heard nothing, just hurriedly fighting the fire.

Xia Ge looked for the source of the sound and quickly found the source, but the moment she saw the person, her pupils shrank slightly.

It's the person on the sycamore tree at the entrance of the library.

The person's shadow was vague, poking the appointment, like a phantom, but Xia Ge could clearly see her.

Time can magnify all the vague truths.

The red dress was like fire, and the girl's skin was white and snowy. The slender bone flute in Fibrin's hand had distinct joints, and the tail of the flute was tied with a red acacia knot. As the fire fluttered, the long and narrow icy eyes were a beating flame.

Someone who is familiar—

Who... who is.

Such an amazing person is absolutely impossible to forget. Who is so like this person?

Xia Ge remembered the electric light flint.

Three years ago, when the ancestor was sleeping in the mausoleum, the lingering voice of the girl rang in my ears.

"Call me Ah Chan."

A wrap! ?

Three hundred years ago, Achan? !

Xia Ge's pupils dilated.

That...why? ! At this time, Danfeng Library was burned three hundred years ago! Three hundred years ago, why did this person—

This person has lived for three hundred years? ! Is it a man or a ghost? Or an evildoer? !

But it is indisputable that that dress is blood-stained spring and autumn.

It's the man named Achan, the demon sect!

Why did she burn the library?

"I have slept for so long."

As if to answer her question, the girl put down her flute, with flashing flames in her eyes, she muttered to herself, "Why haven't you come back."

"...How long do I have to wait?"

She whispered softly, her slender and fair hands brushed the bone flute, and the eyes under her eyelashes were blazing with flames, but she couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

"You hide the grave, you hide the Evil Spirit Mountain, and you hide yourself, leaving me a useless broken flute..."

"..."

She was talking, but suddenly stopped.

I watched the raging flames of Cangshuge for a long, long time. The fire in Cangshu Pavilion burned all night and was finally extinguished. The white smoke rose slowly, intertwined with the morning mist of the mountain, and she didn't say a word.

Xia Ge was trembling in the river with freezing cold, she was a little anxious, "Why doesn't she keep talking and say something... can this fast forward?"

System: "You thought you were watching a movie, so fast forward."

Xia Ge: "..."

Maybe in the river of time, the body finally stopped shrinking, but it didn't change back either.

The man finally moved.

Her snow-white hand stroked the bone flute, her voice was shallow, "It's okay, anyway, I have a lot of time to spend with you."

"But I, Su Cang, always hate to do business at a loss. Who makes me sad, I won't make her feel better."

"...You have always been reluctant to feel sorry for me, so why have you changed."

"..."

The library was set on fire by Su Chan, with white smoke.

Xia Ge saw the meat hurting.

What is this, hatred? One party rolls away and the other party wakes up and finds no one to burn the library in anger? How sad are you? Burn the library when you feel sad? Cangshuge is innocent! Zangshuge is so **** sad too!

Dan Feng has been bullied by Jian Feng for so many years, the students are so **** innocent!

Su Chan didn't know Xia Ge's bellyache, she clenched her flute slightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly for a while.

"...I said this, what do I do."

"Two hundred years. You Xia Wushuang has been away for two hundred years, so what do you care about."

Xia Ge didn't want to watch it. She pulled on the chain and swam forward again. The love and hatred of the older generation really had nothing to do with her. It was probably enough to know the reason for the destruction of the library.

"...This time burn you a library, and next time, let's release the evil spirits of Evil Mountain."

The girl’s voice was vague and lazy, and she brought her child to joking with pure malice, "When the time comes, let the powerful people pass, and then..."

"Huh."

"You don't care anyway."

"what?!"

The originally nonchalant Xia Ge was like a flying fish. Hearing the words, he jumped up and thumped back. She almost choked to death in the water. When she raised her eyes again, she had already swam through that time period. There is another scene in front of me.

"Fuck!"

"What did I just hear?" Xia Ge couldn't believe it. "What did the man say? What did she say?!"

System: "...just, evil spirits of Evil Mountain."

Xia Ge pulled the chains, and for a moment, some things seemed clearer.

Three years ago, the first encounter in the tomb of the ancestor, Su Cang said that she had searched the tomb of the ancestor for a long time, and then took the box like the urn inside.

Considering the relationship between the ancestor and the evil spirit mountain.

…That must be part of the clue of Evil Spirit Mountain.

The reason why the ancestor’s teleportation stone turned into a dual-different teleportation stone may not happen suddenly, but it is very likely to be affected by the fluctuation of the birth of the evil spirit mountain. So soon after she discovered that the teleportation stone was wrong, she got the news of the birth of Evil Spirit Mountain.

And this news is likely to be released by the Demon Cult!

—As for the purpose, it is very simple to catch all those who will go!

…No, it’s not necessarily so, maybe it’s wrong, maybe… maybe it was another person three years ago? How can anyone live for three hundred years?

The system said: "What you see in the river of time can't go wrong."

"That might be her ancestor!" Xia Ge was arrogant.

System: "...you just want to be happy."

It doesn't matter if it is an ancestor, but there is something wrong with the birth of Evil Spirit Mountain, which is absolutely correct.

-wait me back.

Master sister! !

Xia Ge's pupils shrank, and the next moment, her figure flickered, she was already here!

The moment she stepped onto this shore, the roar of the river of time disappeared suddenly, she turned her head back, and her back was empty, with only solid gravel and fog. The roaring river before, the boulder that fell from the sky, everything seemed to be non-existent. Too average.

Send the wrong person back to the right time, and the river of time disappears.

The shrunken body began to grow slowly, the bones stretched, muscles grew, and gurgled, and the pain was unbearable. Xia Ge gritted his teeth, ignoring the physical discomfort, and said every word, "Go to Evil Mountain!"

No matter where it is, since the demon girl was born three hundred years ago, she will inevitably fulfill her previous promise!

She must... must go to Evil Spirit Mountain to find Senior Sister!

Xia Ge never regretted the previous decision not to go to Evil Mountain, and his cowardice and retreat. However, just after making up his mind, a girl's chuckle suddenly sounded in the mist.

"Huh."

"Who?!"

Xia Ge struck a sharp spirit, enduring the pain, and the sickle in his hand threw the sickle to the ground with a sound, and the solid gravel was sunk by the sharp sickle like tofu.

"I really strayed into the deep sea of ​​floating clouds and didn't know I was in this mountain."

It was an ethereal voice, a little like a ghost, and a little erratic.

Xia Ge was taken aback, but quickly realized, "Who are you!?"

"I'm yours…"

She paused, as if she was considering something, for a long while, she whispered softly: "Guide the way."

The deep clouds became lighter, and a blue deer slowly emerged from the fog, and Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly—lost deer? !

It is not the same as the one in the back mountain, but it is the same species.

On the back of the lost deer is a girl in a shabby cloak. She looks like a tourist, sitting on the back of the lost deer. People can't find a true face.

Xia Ge squeezed the sickle vigilantly, her eyes turned into forest green beast pupils, quietly prying into the girl’s identity, but—

There is no news.

Xia Ge vaguely felt bad.

Reconnaissance has never seen such a situation.

The system seemed to be stalled, and even a little bit of information about this guide could not be detected.

She has explored the tombs, went to the black market, fought the dragons in the Baimeng Cave, and fought the S-level puppets. one.

Nothing is more terrifying than the unknown.

And this guide has nothing.

Scouting gave her no information.

Xia Ge kept quiet on her face, but took a step back silently as the other party approached.

"Guide?" Xia Ge heard her pretending voice, "I don't understand what."

"You don't need to understand." The girl chuckled, her voice as sweet as a silver bell, "You just have to follow me."

The side effects of the River of Time have been completely relieved, and Xia Ge returned to her peak state. She pinched the sickle, smiled on her face, and the stern coercion quietly spread, "This is not right, the legs are on me, it wants to go. Go anywhere, why must I go with you?"

She still has to find senior sister, senior sister is in danger, she has no time to spend with an insignificant guide.

Before Xia Ge's words fell, his hands suddenly hurt. The next moment, the sickle embedded in the ground that she was holding flew out!

The sickle revolved in an icy arc in the air, and finally fell behind him with a "clang!"

Everything happened so fast that Xia Ge didn't even know what the girl did. She didn't see anything. The other party was even on the lost deer—

"Why do you want to follow me?" The girl in the cloak moved her toes casually and chuckled, "Because I am better than you."

It was a moment, a feeling of suffocation.

A sense of oppression that was more than a hundred times stronger than the mighty power of Xia Ge Jiaolong suddenly dissipated from the girl. The mist around thousands of miles was trembling and shuddering, and the heavy gravel on the ground was quietly shaking. Just like this territory, everyone should treat the girl. Bow down and proclaim himself.

She is the absolute king.

Xia Ge felt that the bones that had just grown back were trembling, shivering, and roaring about to strike. The whole person was dizzy under the pressure. This is the pressure caused by absolute strength!

Lost Lu Youyou yelled twice, looking at Xia Ge with moist eyes, as if he was also persuading her to obey.

For a long time, Xia Ge was like a stubborn stone that could retreat, but she never bowed her head or obeyed. She even pulled out a smile, "It's amazing."

"The weak obey the strong." The girl's voice was shallow, "I think smart people know how to do it."

"I used to...think of myself as a smart person."

Under the heavy pressure, every word was difficult. Xia Ge clenched his fists, straightened his spine, and stared at the other person, "Later, I thought I was just a little clever."

"...True great wisdom." Xia Ge took a step forward slowly, staring at the opponent's eyes under the hat, with sharp and cold cat eyes, "I learned to be confused."

Also, learn to try to accept.

She cannot go with this person.

Because the senior sister is waiting for her, waiting for her to appear in front of her like a hero.

"You are dull." The girl's voice was faint, "If I were you, I wouldn't be stupid."

"So." Xia Ge took another step forward, like a brave warrior, "You don't try to like someone."

Under the powerful pressure, Xia Ge walked to the lost deer step by step, "Love...that is, once in a while, be stupid for her."

She was going to find the senior sister, she did not have time to follow this inexplicable "guide".

"First of all, you have to have a life." The girl didn't care about Xia Ge's approach, her voice was neither salty nor weak, "only then can we have the capital to talk about love."

"You are right." Xia Ge suddenly smiled at the girl, saying every word, "First of all, we must live."

It is necessary for the senior sister to be well, and for the senior sister to come back all the time, so that she has the capital, and said that acceptance to her.

The girl didn't have the patience to talk to Xia Ge any longer, she said, "You..."

next moment!

The lost deer and her figure suddenly disappeared! The eight small worlds suddenly tore her original place to pieces!

The coercion was suddenly torn apart by eight worlds. Xia Ge stood on the tip of an iceberg in a small world. The small world was connected to the ice and snow, and the snow was flying. The blood-sweeping eight waste jade flute was held in her hand, her black hair fluttered, and lovesickness entangled. , Xia Ge looked at the girl with cold eyes. The Eight Desolation Flute belongs to her, and the eight small worlds of the Eight Desolation Flute naturally obey Xia Ge's orders. It is the only strategy to tear through the coercive force of the girl with the power of a divine weapon.

The corner of the gray cloak fell lightly, and for a while, the girl chuckled lightly.

"I underestimated you."

Xia Ge twitched the corner of her mouth, "Where is it."

The spiritual power that supports the Eight Desolation World is simply suffocating, but fortunately, Xia Ge has spiritual stones that are sold back from the pill, which can barely be considered as supportable.

But with ease and reluctance, the difference between them naturally cannot escape the girl's eyes.

The girl got off the deer and looked at Xia Ge not far away, with a shallow voice, "I have no malice, but I just want to take you to a place."

After a pause, "I am your guide."

Xia Ge said, "Then you are the kindest guide I have ever seen."

When she comes up, she grabs her weapon, and then directly suppresses others with her power.

The girl said: "The easiest way to make people obey is to make her realize the absolute difference in strength."

Xia Ge: "This is indeed a good way. I rarely get confused. Unfortunately, you happened to meet me and be stupid."

The girl did not speak this time, but the pressure outside quietly dissipated. She tilted her head, like a simple comment, "I have been stupid."

Xia Ge: "..."

"Lost deer, I don't know how to return." The girl said suddenly.

Xia Ge was taken aback and felt very familiar. It took a while to remember that, three years ago, the lost deer led her to the ancestor's tomb. This was what she heard.

"You told the lost deer to tell me..." Xia Ge glanced at the lost deer. This lost deer looks different from the lost deer in the back mountain. The one in the back mountain is a little thinner, and this one is a little taller. .

Could it be that three years ago...

Think carefully.

"It's not me," said the girl, "whatever you can hear, it just says."

Xia Ge didn't want to spend her time with her: "It's inexplicable."

"It's not inexplicable." The girl shook her head, her lips covered by the hat showed a mysterious smile, "This is your own destiny."

Xia Ge was silent for a while, looking at her strangely.

The teenage girl smiles.

after awhile.

"Do you know?" Xia Ge said sincerely, "You just looked like the magic stick selling fake medicine on the roadside of my house."

The girl waved slightly.

"boom-"

The sky shook, the ground shook the mountains, Xia Ge barely stood firm, and turned her head. A bottomless pit formed a hundred meters away from the girl. The girl's voice was slightly smiling: "Oh? Will your magic stick do this?"

She smiled kindly, "Am I like them?"

Xia Ge: "..."

It's not **** like it at all!

"...It's not very similar anymore." Xia Ge pulled up the sickle on the ground and said, "But I'm leaving now."

The girl didn't stop her this time, and said, "Please."

About half an hour later.

Xia Ge returned to the original place for the fifth time.

The lost deer was lying on the ground, and the girl leaned on the soft abdomen of the lost deer. Even if she was resting, her body was wrapped tightly, like the Arab woman Xia Ge had seen on TV before.

Seeing her walking back, the girl was not surprised, and chuckled, "Ah, I'm back."

Xia Ge: "..."

Xia Ge felt that his IQ was despised.

"Mission? Illusory? Or something else?" Xia Ge calmed down and asked.

It's not the formation method, she can't find the formation eye at all, nor is the illusion, everything is real.

The girl didn't hide her from her, and said softly, "It's the realm."

Xia Ge: "...?"

"This is my world, my domain." The girl stood up, and the soft cloak fell away. Xia Ge was surprised to find that the shabby gray cloak on the girl's body suddenly became as smooth and soft as silk.

Change the composition of matter at will.

Like a god.

Xia Ge understood why she couldn't see the identity of the girl anymore.

The girl said softly, "Don't be afraid, I am your guide, and I will not hurt you."

Xia Ge compromised, "...Okay, since you are a guide, where are you going to take me?"

The girl whispered, "I feel that someone is going to release a million evil spirits from the Evil Mountain."

So, really? Those seen by the river of time... so the person named Acang is really ready to start?

But why does this self-proclaimed "guide" know...

But no matter why this guide knows that someone is going to maliciously release the evil spirits of Evil Spirit Mountain, she must be inextricably related to Evil Spirit Mountain.

Maybe follow her—

Xia Ge held the sickle tightly for a while, "...so what?"

"I know where you want to go." When asked the key, the girl didn't answer. The lost deer stood up, and the girl stroked its head, very affectionate, just saying, "I also know what you are thinking."

But even if it was the intimacy of the deer head, the girl did not show her hand. The hand was wrapped in the soft cloth of the cloak, and there was no trace of it.

The girl said, "Moreover, where the duty lies, I should help you."

"But, I don't like to help someone I don't like." The girl turned her head slightly, "The previous temptation, I just want to know, will I like you."

"I don't know if you like me or not." Xia Ge was honest, "I don't like you."

The girl said "Oh", ignoring her words, "Thanks to your previous stupidity, now I think you can barely get the eye."

Xia Ge thinks that her voice may have been a little lower before: "I said I don't like..." You.

However, before she said half of her words, she was casually interrupted by the girl: "Your thoughts are not important."

"The weak have no right to speak."

Xia Ge: "..."

She also seriously solicited Xia Ge's opinion: "What do you think?"

Xia Ge: "...Yes."

Xia Ge grinds his teeth and keeps smiling, every word seems to be squeezed out of his teeth, with an official tone, "...so great guide, where are you going to take me? How can I save the world? Woolen cloth?"

The girl touched the head of the lost deer, and the lost deer leaned over and let her go up, "Come with me."

Xia Ge carried a sickle on his back and followed the girl for a while, one of them was anxious, the other was careless, and they were silent all the way.

If the millions of evil spirits in Evil Mountain are released, I don't know if Senior Sister can hold it...it must be supported. No, Senior Sister is so strong, it must be fine.

Xia Ge comforted herself in her heart.

As for the weird girl in front of her, she didn't seem to mean to hurt herself, and she seemed to know the appearance of Evil Mountain, let's take a look at what medicine she sells in the gourd.

When the two walked along, the girl suddenly said, "How do you understand love?"

It's like small talk.

Xia Ge: "..."

To Xia Ge's weird silence, the girl's lost deer stopped, seeming to think this answer was very important.

Xia Ge's gaze was erratic: "You have a wonderful question."

Girl: "Answer me."

Xia Ge thought of the elder sister, thought of the lingering and crazy kiss, and suddenly his heart jumped slightly.

For a long while.

Love.

"I don't understand if you ask me." Xia Ge said, "There are so many kinds of love. Do you ask about father's love and mother's love or classmate love."

The girl stared at her, as if looking at her own soul, "Say what you are thinking of now."

"I can't understand this thing." Xia Ge said, "It's too mysterious."

"But if you have to know what I'm thinking, you can also talk about it."

"Love someone...probably."

"I don't want to always stand behind her." Xia Ge said, "No matter what, I want to be her hero."

Even if only once.

==

At the same time, Changan.

Chu Zhan lay on the bed with itchy throat. After a violent cough, he lay back on the bed tired, unable to exert any strength.

Illness comes like a mountain, and it goes like a thread.

It is difficult to say whether his illness will be cured.

The sun outside the window shone on his face, very warm.

he thinks.

The eldest daughter is already alone, and can handle all kinds of affairs in an orderly manner, without him having to worry too much.

Just wronged.

Chu Zhan's gaze was slightly dim. Why didn't he know what his eldest daughter was thinking? No matter how brilliant her own light was, she would not be able to shine with too much glory and expectations from the Chu family's ancestors.

As a father, he didn't want his daughter to surpass his ancestors, to break out of his own unparalleled world, and crown the world.

But the time he can give her is too little.

Chu Zhan sighed, the boss was very organized and never worried him.

There should be nothing to worry about.

It's just... Chu Yi.

Chu Zhan closed his eyes, a little melancholy.

He owes too much to this child.

He has only two women in his entire life. Chu Yi's mother, Yun Shi, was his wife at the time. She was arrogant, stubborn, and a little bit extreme. Chu Yao's mother, Ge, was gentle by nature and didn't say much. Coupled with the family's attention to Chu Yao's eyes, so every time he came back, he favored Ge.

In order to prevent the benevolent mother from losing more children, and to cultivate the independence of the heirs of the Chu family, they were all raised by the nanny.

Chu Zhan spends a lot of time dealing with affairs outside, and when he is too long, he can’t care about the shortness of his parents in the backyard. He also somewhat neglects Yun's. Once he came back, Yun asked to bring his daughter with him. He didn't think much about it, but also about Yun's. Alone alone, he agreed.

And no one noticed that Chu Yi's increasingly gloomy and less-spoken character.

Also in the academy, Chu Yao, who inherited a pair of light brown eyes, looked even better and better, doing things in an orderly manner. Although she likes to juggle with knives and guns, and occasionally has a bad temper, she is still polite and courteous on weekdays.

Later, someone in the family suggested to him in the study that he should be his wife, and Chuyao would be the heir.

"Look at A Yao's eyes, you can't see anything in the pool..."

"..."

Apart from being heard by Yun who came to deliver the porridge, everything seemed to be fine.

He who rarely goes to the Yun Family Courtyard is the first time he has stepped into the Yun Family Courtyard in half a year, and promised her that he would never mess up the seniority of the house.

Yun's expression at that time was very gentle and said nothing. Chu Zhan thought she believed it.

He thought... that he would be safe, but he was too naive, and he didn't know his wife too much.

A few days after that incident, Yun died tragically in his room, and Miss Chu Er disappeared.

The young Chu Yao reported to him blankly, "Yun committed suicide and his sister is missing. Don't worry about my father, I will get my sister back soon."

But Chu Zhan saw Yun's death, with a few knives in his body, covered in blood, and at first sight it was homicide.

"That's suicide?!" Chu Zhanqi smiled, and he couldn't help but say, "A Yao! Nineteen swords! A Yun has nineteen swords! Can she stab herself nineteen?!"

Naturally, one cannot stabb himself nineteen times.

The young Chu Yao looked at her father in Hysteria, but she seemed to have heard nothing. She just said, "Yunshi, suicide."

Chu Zhan was dizzy at the time and didn't understand, but when he tried to check his injuries, he found that the knife was the meteor dagger he gave to Miss Chu Er.

The post-mortem was a promise, and she dared not say a word. Chu Yao stood behind her tall father, expressionless, stubbornly stubborn, saying, "Father, Yun, is suicide."

…It’s not suicide, so what can I do?

Publicly announced to the outside world, did the honorable Miss Chu Er kill her mother?

After dealing with all the people who know the information silently.

Chu Zhan hated Chu Yi for a while.

Hate it very much.

He didn't have no feelings for the Yun family, but some feelings. Only when a person died can he be suddenly aroused.

People are like this, I don't know what I cherish in my hands, and I suddenly wake up after losing them.

He thought of Yun's tenderness and everything together.

But everything is still in order. After Yun's departure, Ge became his regular wife, and Chu Yao became a concubine.

However, with regard to Yun Shi and Chu Yi, these nostalgias and inexplicable hatreds are also somewhat ridiculously broken.

In Yun's room, a kind of medicinal herb was planted with precious magical instruments. Chu Zhan felt that he didn't know his wife well, so he checked the origin of the herbs.

"Phantom grass can change the color of human eyes. The process is extremely painful and can cause blindness. Use it with caution."

Because he hated Chu Yi's mother-killing before, he had never asked about this child, nor had he contacted her.

Now, holding the grass, he went to ask the maid who had seen Chu Yi before, one by one.

The things I asked were chilling and heartache.

"Mrs. to Miss..., to beat and scold her..."

"How do you say it."

"..."

"Say."

"Madam, she often scolds her for being... a bitch... the people in the yard look down on her."

"..."

Chu Zhan couldn't tell what his mood was.

He just felt a failure.

In this life, he has always called for the wind and rain, and has never felt that he has failed.

However, at that moment, he felt that he was a complete failure.

"Do you want me to get my sister back?"

Chu Yao stood behind him at that time, "Father."

"Get it back." Chu Zhan's voice was hoarse, "A Yao, get back the blood of our Chu family..."

Chu Yao said: "Yes."

He didn't look back, just clinging to the herb. When Chu Yao turned to leave, he suddenly said, "...A Yao, am I a failure?"

Chu Yi was silent for a long time, and finally said.

"You will always be a father."

The memories came to an abrupt end, the sky slowly dimmed, and his throat was itchy again, and Chu Zhan coughed violently, and it took a long time to calm down.

Ge Shi brought him dinner and took care of him to eat. She wanted to continue to take care of it, but was sent away by Chu Zhan.

"I want to be alone."

Gurdjieff sighed and didn't force it to stay.

Chu Zhan stayed alone for a while.

A silver butterfly slowly floated into his sight. He looked at the silver butterfly, his thoughts were shaking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Father... why sigh?"

A soft voice with a little smile.

The silver butterfly flickers and penetrates the window