Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Lingxi Peak.

Xia Wushuang led two deer and quickly walked to the place with the teleporting stone. As soon as he looked up, he saw the bustling crowd, a large area of ​​black pressed against the foot of the mountain, very noisy.

Xia Wushuang patted someone on the shoulder, "Hey, brother, this is..."

"All came to Xia Wushuang to ask for an explanation." The man glanced at her, looked at the two deer she was holding, and turned his eyes back to the group of people indifferently, "Noisy. , It’s been almost half a month and there is no statement. Yesterday, the two on the mountain fought so badly that they finally frightened them back. Today they are surrounded again...really, if people are willing to see it, they won’t come down early. There is a barrier to protect the mountain, who can go up the mountain? What kind of thing is yelling at the foot of the mountain... But Xia Wushuang is indeed a tortoise with a shrunken head."

Shrinking turtle Xia Wushuang: "..."

She smiled slyly, "Then... could the two powerful ones yesterday be finished?"

The man said impatiently: "Who knows, I guess I was afraid of crashing this mountain and went to another place to fight? Anyway, the fight was very intense yesterday, and it was silent for a long time today. I don't know the outcome. "

"Oh... this way." Xia Wushuang thought for a while, this situation can't be delayed, she has to find a way to solve it.

"What are these people asking for? Do you just want an explanation?" she asked again.

Hearing the question she asked, the man gave her a weird look, "Where did you come from, girl?"

Subconsciously, Xia Wushuang wanted to say that I came from the East of Tang Dynasty... Later, I felt that the style of painting was not right, so he smiled, and casually ridiculed him.

The man glanced at the two deer in her hand again, and said, "The girl, this deer looks good at first sight. She is from Chang'an again, and she is also a rich man if she wants to come."

After finishing speaking, he explained to her: "There are many requests, some are asking for money, some are begging for survival, and some are just asking for an explanation... It's better to look at people. After all, living people are paying people for war, no Just don’t want to be a puppet, right? Isn’t it just for the family to reunite and reunite after the war? As a result, people die after the battle... The country wins glory, there is nothing, it's nothing to die suddenly at home for a blockbuster movie."

Xia Wushuang lowered her head, her black hair covered her eyes, and her mood was complicated.

She thought of what the old man said, paused, and said to the humanity:

"This little brother, the little girl should trouble you. Help me look at these two deer. I'll go ahead and take a look."

The man slapped his tongue: "These two deer are precious at a glance. Are you afraid that I will lead you away?"

Xia Wushuang smiled and took out the spirit stone for him, "If you run away, it will be a spirit stone. If you don't run away, I will give you the spirit stone according to the value of the deer, how about?"

The little brother was stunned, holding the rein of the deer in his hand, and took the spirit stone in a daze: "Oh..."

Xia Wushuang thought, the old man told her to carry the deer without leaving her body... As long as she is in sight, it shouldn't matter?

The person watching the deer found it, and Xia Wushuang sorted out the clothes on her body and flew onto the mountain.

"Who is that?!"

"The mountain protection barrier of Lingxi Peak didn't stop her..."

"...It's Xia Wushuang!"

"Head!!!"

Xia Wushuang found a place where his sight was wide and he could see people down the mountain, and said loudly, "I am the head of Lingxi, Xia Wushuang!"

There was a big shock underneath.

"Xia Wushuang, you finally came out!"

"Return my son!"

"The little girl and her husband made a ten-year promise. After so many years, they finally managed to come back. She did a smashing affair the first day and will do it the next day! ... You must give an explanation today! "

"My brother has been in the war for ten years, and Ben Rong returned to his hometown. Before the new king became the throne, he was rewarded according to his merits, and he suddenly died the next day-what is this?!"

"..."

Behind the naked anger, what was hidden was the despair that was shattered in an instant after the joy of the return of loved ones.

If there is no hope at the beginning, then maybe it won't be so painful.

Obviously there is a bright light, and you walked towards that light hopefully, but you fell back to where you were...This is often the most desperate.

Xia Wushuang stood silently on the spot, becoming a target of public criticism.

This was originally her fault.

What she thought was foolproof, what she thought she could do, in the final analysis, it was just what she thought.

Maybe the letter from King Chu was just a fuse, and it was only her conceit and self-righteousness that really pushed her to the present.

The previous deer was at the farthest point and looked at her in amazement, feeling that the spirit stone and the reins in his hand were like hot potatoes, and it was neither a throw nor a throw.

"...I'm sorry." Xia Wushuang lowered his head, and said in a clear voice, "Because of the retreat before, the news was blocked a bit, and the people around me didn't handle this matter properly... Actually, I don't know what to do. Dealt with, but I am sorry."

"Is it enough to apologize?!"

"You return my husband-don't you know how to do puppetry?! Let him come back to life!"

"How about my brother's military merits?!"

"..."

Xia Wushuang waited patiently for them to finish, and then said: "As for the compensation after the event, you can find Lingxi Peak for money. As for military merit...After the king of Chu ascended the throne, I will give her an autograph letter and reward her according to her merits and deeds. Double the compensation."

There was something faintly hot around his waist, and Xia Wushuang inadvertently rubbed it before realizing that it was the sword of love.

Why is Qingjian getting hot? It seems that I have been hot several times before...?

Xia Wushuang took a look at the black and oppressive people below, and let go of the problem first.

......I'll look at it later.

Resting on the doubts in his heart, Xia Wushuang continued: "Regarding the question of whether people can be resurrected again...there is a very simple truth that people cannot be resurrected from the dead. It was just that at that time, the king of Chu needed troops to fight outside. But in the end, yes. I was too conceited at that time." Xia Wushuang's voice was slow and clear, "If you still have puppet relatives, even the corpses are fine, please send them here, and I will soothe their dead souls..."

"What are you talking about?!"

"How long has it been! People have been buried! Do you want us to dig up the body for you?!"

"That's what it means?! Is this what I have to wait ten years for?! I don't need your money, I don't need military skills, and I can dig out the corpse for you! Can you let my husband come back alive?!"

"Their souls, I'm afraid they never want to see you again!"

"..."

Xia Wushuang also lowered his head and said nothing.

In fact, she also knew that the possibility that the people below would send the puppet over was very small. It was like a very important person in the family who was killed by others. She had done all the fun, and she had knelt down and cried and cried. The victim suddenly appeared and said, "I don't think it's a thing to blame me for killing people. Why don't you dig up the body and I ask the best monk in Fengyue Mainland to be a way to help him overtake it?"

People don't beat you out of the head to be considered good-tempered.

A disciple of Lingxi Peak whispered underneath: "Head, come down, I'll talk about everything that should be said..."

"Don't worry, it's already a dead person. The life span of more than ten years is already cheap, and I want more... Is it true that a puppet master is a god? The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant..."

"..."

Xia Wushuang listened to both sides, unable to say anything.

Because this ten-year life span was not given by her either.

It's the last life that the puppets consume their souls and earn for themselves.

Become an evil spirit after death, or be out of soul.

The only solution now is to collect the puppet corpses and then prohibit puppetry.

When the people underneath were full of scolding, Xia Wushuang said: "...I hope that everyone who can send the puppets will come, and Lingxifeng will not teach any more puppets."

Wen Qingjian seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. I don't know why, Xia Wushuang was standing on a high place, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The heart is beating a little faster too.

Xia Wushuang said the last sentence, and the disciple behind her exclaimed: "Head! Think twice!"

In the past ten years, Lingxi Peak has become the birthplace of puppet art. The most elite puppet masters in the entire Fengyue Continent are here, and Xia Wushuang is the most highly anticipated among them.

Now that Xia Wushuang personally said that Lingxifeng no longer teaches puppetry, how could he not shock these disciples!

The people underneath also looked at each other.

After all, even though these puppet soldiers had an accident, Xia Wushuang's puppet art is also a convenient way for ordinary people. As long as there is a spiritual stone, some mechanical puppets can do the little things of serving tea and water for themselves. A monk's addiction.

The little brother who was holding the deer was listening while pulling on the rein, but he felt that his rope was tight. When he turned his head, he saw two deer moving their hooves a little anxiously. Both pairs of eyes and four eyeballs were staring at Xia above. Wushuang, don't know why, he actually felt anxiety from the faces of the two deer.

The young man held Lingshi and thought in confusion, hallucinating him, how can he see the anxiety on the deer's face...

Abruptly.

Someone asks below--

"Head Xia, does the tide of evil spirits these days have something to do with you?"

The bottom was quiet for a while, and everything exploded at once.

After all, this was just a rumor at the beginning, and there is no real evidence. Now someone finds it out that people are talking in a low voice like mosquitoes and flies, but they dare not be too public. Thousands of scorching eyes stared at Xia Wushuang. Waiting for her to answer.

However, there was no answer.

I don't know when, Xia Wushuang wore a snow-white gown, covered his eyes with one hand, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring something.

Did not speak.

Everyone looked at each other.

Someone at the bottom asked: "Head of Xia, does the evil spirit wave have anything to do with you? Why does the evil spirit wave appear after the puppet accident?"

On the mountain, the wind is rustling.

The slender Xia Wushuang slowly moved his hand away, and a sharp, subtle murderous aura spread.

The disciples behind her all took a step back subconsciously, and yelled boldly and tentatively: "The head...?"

Black hair flutters in the wind.

The slender snow-white hand moved away, Xia Wushuang's eyes closed tightly, one hand supported the love sword on his waist, and the blood-red slender petals of the other bank flower floated faintly from the corner of the snow-white clothes.

"kill……"

The mountain wind was so strong that the disciple underneath was a bit confused, "...the head?"

"Xia Wushuang, evil ghost tide..."

It is said that there are many people and powerful. Although I feel that Xia Wushuang is a bit wrong, but relying on his own control, Xia Wushuang is the head of the faction, and will not do anything too much. Everyone became fattened up, and some shouted loudly. "Give an answer!"

The cold wind is rustling.

The billowing murderous aura instantly diffused from Xia Wushuang's body. The next moment, the snow-white long sword was unsheathed, and a cold and sharp light flashed in the air. The black hair was flying, and it inadvertently covered the girl's cold blood pupil!