Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Xia Wushuang's puppetry skills are superb, coupled with the government's help and public announcements, there will always be people who will die and come here with a glimmer of hope.

When the first person came back to life through the death of a puppet.

Faced with the enthusiasm of mortals, Xia Wushuang understood that with her help, the king of Chu would be able to rule the world.

According to the ordinary way, the cultivator is going against the sky, so he should no longer interfere in the affairs of the world. Once shot, the small ones will not practice smoothly, and the big ones will encounter divine condemnation.

Other cultivators cherish feathers, so naturally they won't run into this mixed water.

It's just that she came out of home halfway, didn't even know who she was when she came to this world, and was kidnapped by the kidnappers. If Chu Shi hadn't done it, she wouldn't even know how to die.

Then the robbers said that he was a bandit together, but he never did a thief. Xia Wushuang also knew the identity of the princess-so she was saved from being at a loss and wandering away.

Later, my memory woke up, and I learned that I was not a person in this world, let alone any rules or irregularities.

She Xia Wushuang only does what she wants to do, likes the people she wants to like, even if she throws her head and shed blood, it is her own business to die without a place to be buried in the future.

The grace of dripping water will be repayed by the spring.

——Nothing to regret.

Doudou looked at the spirited and desperate Xia Wushuang in his memory, and said sadly: "Those who don't regret it, just don't know the price."

A hundred years later, Gu Peijiu naturally knew what the price of puppetry would cost.

But she can't do anything.

In this past memory, before the river of time that has flowed, she can only watch her silently, watching her step by step toward the endless abyss.

As soon as the sign was hit, Lingxi Peak, which was originally the den of bandits, became famous. Countless people who wanted to have a long life came to visit their teachers. Naturally, there were countless dying people who wanted to ask Xia Wushuang to continue their lives.

Xia Wushuang refused to come, and those who came to apprentice would teach the method directly, and those who came to renew their lives would make puppets to renew their lives.

But for the puppet that came back from the dead, whether it came from her hand or from another puppet master who had obtained the secret method from a teacher, there was only one requirement.

Is--

"join the army."

For unruly puppets, Xia Wushuang's countermeasures are very simple. There is a ban in the secret technique, and those who disobey will explode and die.

This prohibition is clearly written for all those who come to survive.

Xia Wushuang worked day and night, and hadn't even been out of her small workshop for a few days.

Su Cang advised her not to be so tired.

Xia Wushuang said: "...No, I want to hurry up."

Su Cang: "Why must this be? Without these puppets, would King Chu definitely be defeated? Wouldn't the soldiers also be able to—"

Xia Ge interrupted her and said, "It's different."

"In this case, if there are more puppets, the people will not be drawn up, and taxes will be reduced. If there are more puppets, there will be less widowhood and loneliness."

"... Give the dead a hope of life, and give the living a dream of living in peace."

Xia Wushuang looked at the puppet's material, with a brilliant light in his eyes, "When the war is over, I believe A Shi can bring light to this country."

Su Cang was unhappy, but didn't say anything, so he squatted at the door with his knees on his knees, guarding with Gu Peijiu.

"She will kill herself." Su Chuang said, "The cultivator can't interfere in all things. I am not happy if she is like this."

Gu Peijiu's snow-white sleeves were not stained with light dust, she stood on the other side, silent.

"And the one named Chu Shi doesn't like her at all." Su Cang said, "Why would she do this for her?"

Gu Peijiu glanced at her.

"What do you look at." The little girl in red had bare feet, "I hate her, and I don't like you either."

After speaking, I stopped talking.

Gu Peijiu thought, this little girl was really too much. She was obviously talking by herself. She glanced at her and was said not to.

Soon, General Manager Zero, together with the secrets of resurrection from the dead, were widely circulated, and with the help of self-made puppets, Xia Wushuang prepared a total of 30,000 puppet troops for Chu Shi.

Doudou said: "This is really wrong."

"It's just that at the time, everyone was dreaming, but they forgot to look at the abyss under their feet."

==

When Xia Ge woke up again, he had already returned to the Thousand Soul Sect.

The soft snow-white carpet is spread all over the floor, the silk on the body is soft and silky, the desert is cold, the warm stove is jumping with bright and extinguished flames, and the room is full of warmth.

The dark soul is still on him.

Why did she... come back suddenly?

Xia Ge was a little at a loss.

There was an incomprehensible blank in her head, she thought hard, intermittently, as if...drenched in the rain, seeing the shadow of the senior sister...then there was nothing.

Can't remember anything.

"...Miss, let's rest for a while."

A cautious voice sounded, and Xia Ge raised his eyes, only to find that there was a little maid in Tsing Yi kneeling under Babu's bed. She lowered her head and held a plate high, a bowl of bird's nest filled with fragrance," said the teacher. Miss suddenly fainted in the rain, afraid that she was a little weak...to get you up and drink something."

Xia Ge pursed her lips, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I don't drink, you take it."

The little maid burst into tears, but she didn't dare to say anything, she nodded cowardly, "Yes...yes."

Xia Ge looked at her like that, her heart softened, but her mouth was still fierce, "What can she do to you if I don't drink?"

The little maid shook her head like a wavy drum, "No..."

"Naturally I don't do anything to her."

The door was opened quietly, and the girl walked in lightly, wearing a large soft white hair.

Xia Ge didn't want to see her very much. She wanted to go out after kicking her shoes.

Su Cang didn't stop her, but just flipped his hand and put the big bar on Xia Ge, smiling and saying, "It's cold outside."

Xia Ge said coldly: "Then freeze to death."

"Why be so angry with me." Su Chuang paused slightly and then smiled, "Like a child."

"Are you angry that that person is not awake?"

Xia Ge clenched his fists.

"I've given you the antidote. You don't believe me." Su Cang didn't care, and smiled slightly. "At this time, why bother to get sulking."

Xia Ge didn't speak any more, and opened the door.

The wind is really cold outside.

...

Xia Ge retracted his thoughts.

The Mobei wilderness in early spring still had the coldness of winter, she wandered around aimlessly, still thinking about the senior sister she saw that day in her mind.

The senior sister was still very quiet when she fell asleep.

The Thousand Soul Sect’s design is not bad. It is obviously an endless wasteland on the outside, but inside is a nine-curved corridor, with raised cornices and holly iron trees. In a small corner, there is a spring trembling with flowers blooming.

She went around, and suddenly came to an empty compound. She raised her head and saw a pear tree in the middle of the compound.

It is said that suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

It's just that this pear tree has no pear blossoms or snow color, just a dead tree without leaves. Xia Ge felt depressed, but also a little strange.

In the tree planting garden, it is "sleepy", and it is a taboo in Feng Shui. Few people would plant a tree in the middle of the yard, and this tree seems to be...dead?

But even withered, it grows tall, and you can see the densely overlapping horizontal and black branches when you look up. You can also imagine how prosperous it will be when it blooms.

"This tree has been planted here for many years." The woman's voice was very soft, "It's hard for you to want to come and see it."

Xia Ge was horrified. The next moment, the pitch-black sickle rolled out the moiré of the calm soul, but stopped at the moment when he was about to cut the opponent's throat.

The sickle was sharp and the chain sounded harsh, but the woman didn't move a single movement, looking at her gently.

The dense snow-white cloud pattern on the black sickle slowly faded, but Xia Ge did not take it back, "...Who are you?"

There was a vague guess in her heart.

The woman sighed softly.

"...You should call me a mother."

——Qin Yue.

Xia Ge received the sickle, feeling mixed.

For this person, she naturally can't really treat her as her biological mother, but if she ignores it, she feels something is wrong in her heart.

"Speaking of this pear tree, there is still a past."

Seeing Xia Ge didn't speak, Qin Yue didn't force it, nor did he walk up. The distance between the two was only four steps, which was exactly a sickle. She also looked up at the dead pear tree, as if chatting, talking about irrelevant past events, "When you were very young, Bai Luo said that there is a Zhuchen village in Mobei, and there is a plant outside the village. A large area of ​​pear trees, in April and May, the pear trees will bloom..."

Xia Ge never spoke.

"You were arguing that I would take you to see it, and you would lose your temper if you didn't show it." Qin Yue said, "At that time, your tantrum was just throwing a bottle of debris..."

I just don't know what's going on. Later, I became more and more irritable, and I liked to see blood in everything. At a young age, if I lose my temper, I will cut people's fingers, goug people's eyes, and destroy people.

Xia Ge looked at her sideways.

To be honest, she is not very interested in the past of this body.

However, even if you do not want to occupy someone else's body, you will eventually have to pay part of the responsibility.

It’s hard-won by the parents for other people’s body hair and skin.

Qin Yue paused, shook her head, and turned her words back, "At that time, the affairs of the Thousand Souls Sect seemed to be peaceful, but in fact, the undercurrents were raging. I don't have many confidants, and Bai Luo and Bai Ren are still young. I will wait for time to accompany you. When I went there, Ewha died."

"...You are very sad." Qin Yue said, "I am so angry that I don't care about you, so I trust someone myself. I don't know where to move this tree, so I have to plant it myself."

Xia Ge looked at the masterpiece in the middle of the courtyard: "..."

"...I advise you to move the pear tree aside, not to plant it in the middle, but although you are young, you are the young master of the Yijiao after all, so you have never heard others speak." Qin Yue sighed softly. "Of course I wouldn't listen to what I said."

Xia Ge asked: "Why must it be planted in the middle?"

Qin Yue said: "I just want to see the pear trees in the yard. I don't bother to plant a pear tree in the yard, so I just plant it in the middle, so I can see it from any angle."

Xia Ge: "..."

"But this tree didn't bloom until..." Qin Yue said, slightly regretful.

Time has changed. The girl who was full of pear blossoms with expectation at the beginning has become a Tingting girl, but she has forgotten the innocence and innocence of her childhood.

"...It doesn't make much sense to say this."

After a while, Xia Ge heard her own voice, "I don't even remember."

Qin Yue said: "You have suffered."

"..."

After a long while, Xia Ge heard herself say: "I never felt bitter before."

She turned her head to look at Qin Yue, her voice was faint, "But when she knows who she is, she feels bitter."

She felt that she shouldn't use Qin Shuang's tone to say these things. After all, her position should be just a lonely wild ghost occupying someone else's body-what she should do is to be silent, and even turn her head away.

However, Xia Ge clearly understands that she can't do this, she's been here all the time, alone and helpless.

She wants to find someone who can stand on her side.

Qin Yue was silent for a while, then raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes calm, "Then what do you want?"

"..."

Xia Ge clenched his fists.

"I know what you want." Qin Yue sighed softly when Xia Ge didn't answer for a while, "but the leader likes you."

Xia Ge was slightly startled.

"She likes you." Qin Yue walked under the pear tree, stroking the bark of the dead tree, "but he is also concerned about gains and losses."

"...I don't want to listen to this." Xia Ge was a little uncomfortable.

Qin Yue said, "If you don't want to listen, I won't talk about it."

"But, I just want to say...you have to understand."

"If a person falls in love with you, then, no matter what, you will not be disadvantaged."

Qin Yue looked back at her, "When she looks at you...I am familiar with the look in her eyes."

That was when she fell madly in love with someone, looking back into the mirror, she saw the youthful fascination in her own eyes.

Because of her infatuation, she did countless silly things for him that could not be turned back.

"..." Xia Ge said, "I don't understand what you said."

"She likes you, and you have a blade that can hurt her in your hand." Qin Yue said, "Maybe occasionally you get hurt by the blade that is out of control, but...More often, she is willing to put the handle of this knife. In your hands."

"It doesn't matter if the knife is broken, or it can be pierced into her heart."

"Even if you don't want to live in pain, take it willingly."

Desperate, love like moths to the fire.

Hurt others and hurt yourself.