Having said that, he treasured the flower and put it into his spiritual ring and kept it.

Shu'er watched his movements, pursed her lips and smiled, raised her finger and touched the tip of his nose, "Fourth child, you like flowers too."

"Yeah, I like it." Hua Yanyue smiled and touched her head.

Master gave it to me, Yue'er likes everything about it.

"Shu'er, what do you want to eat today? I'll make it for you." He pinched her face, his eyes gentle and doting.

"I want to eat the vinegar fish from yesterday. It's so delicious." Shu'er said, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Okay, I'll do it for Shu'er. Let's go back."

He lifted her up, placed her on his shoulders, and sat her steadily, then squatted down, holding the basin, and walked back.

"Sixiao, it's great to have you. I like being with you. I was always alone before."

Shu'er sat on his shoulders, kicking her little feet with a happy smile on her face.

"Then why is Shu'er here?"

Hua Yanyue carefully supported her with one hand and held the wooden basin with the other.

"I don't know. I woke up here. That wooden basin is my home. Wherever it goes, I go there. When I'm hungry, I eat flowers and grass. When I'm thirsty, I drink stream water. When I'm sleepy, I just lie down and sleep." Shu'er said.

When Hua Yanyue heard this, his heart tightened and his eyes were filled with heartache. He had never thought that his master had a difficult childhood.

But the master gave him the best of everything.

"Sixiao, why are you crying?"

Shu'er, who had been looking at Hua Yanyue, asked in confusion when she saw him suddenly cry.

"I just feel sorry for Shu'er." Hua Yanyue said, her voice choked.

Shu'er scratched his head, looking a little uncomfortable. "Not really. I think I'm doing pretty well. I have four little ones now, and I'm very happy every day."

"Well, I will always be with Shu'er. Shu'er, go play for a while. After I hang up the clothes, I will make sweet and sour fish for you."

Hua Yanyue said as he took her down from his shoulders and patted her head lovingly.

Shu'er responded with a smile, picked up the shovel on the ground and ran away.

Hua Yanyue watched her run away, shook her head helplessly, hung the clothes she washed for Shu'er on the bamboo pole, and went fishing.

Shu'er ran far away and ran straight towards the back mountain. Soon, the birds and beasts who saw Shu'er swarmed away, some ran away, some flew away, and soon he disappeared from sight. Their frightened cries could still be heard faintly.

"Oh no! The little devil is here again! Everyone, run!"

Huanghun, who was running slower, was caught by Shuer.

"Where are you running to? Come back."

Shu'er grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly and pulled back the Dusk Sword that was trying to fly away.

"Where do you want to go?"

Shu'er held the sword in both hands and said coldly.

"Little ancestor, please let me go and stop torturing me."

Dusk said loudly, his spirit hidden in the black sword, crying uncontrollably.

"No, we didn't finish chopping yesterday. Let's continue today." Shu'er shook his head and left with the sword.

"Little ancestor! I am a dignified ancient divine sword. What's the meaning of you using me to chop mud every day?" Huanghun was mad.

It’s been a month!

It's been a whole month!

She uses me to chop mud every day!

I'm really going crazy!

"I don't like an ancient divine sword like you. You are only fit to chop mud." Shu'er curled her lips.

This pitch-black sword doesn't look good at all.

dusk;...

If you don't like me, then why don't you let me go?

Why are you holding on to me?

But no matter how reluctant Huanghun was, Shu'er had already picked up the sword and started chopping hard at a lump of yellow mud.

Huanghun sat cross-legged inside the sword, feeling dizzy from being shaken.

This is really fatal. Qinglian was not a good person when he was young.

no!

I have to trick my master away as soon as possible. I really don’t want to be bothered by her anymore.

He suddenly thought of the gods, and a smirk flashed in his eyes.

Qinglian used me to chop mud, so you can't have an easy time either.

"Ahem... Qing... Shu'er, let me tell you, I have a brother who is also an ancient divine sword. He is snow-white and crystal clear all over, and there is a winding red light on the sword body. It looks very beautiful. Do you want it?" Huang Hun spoke with a coaxing voice.

"Really?" Shu'er stopped chopping mud and asked with some doubt.

"It must be true! Besides, my sword brother is not only good-looking, but also very powerful. You can use him to chop mud, not to mention chopping shit. My sword brother likes to chop things just like you." Huang Hun said hurriedly.

Even though the gods only killed those who were blind, killing people is still considered chopping, isn't it?

There is no difference.

"Then where is it?" Shu'er asked.

Dusk frowned and thought about it.

Let me think about it. When Shen Yushu was ten years old, the gods and I were picked up by her and brought back to the First Sect. Now Shen Yushu is four years old, so...

"Six years later, just go down the mountain and you will definitely meet him. My sword brother is so beautiful, you will definitely like it. Then you can take it with you to kill everyone, how majestic." Huanghun said.

It would be better to use it to chop shit.

Shu'er nodded after hearing this, "Okay, I'll go and see when the time comes. I wonder if it can chop mud as well as you can."

"It will definitely work. Don't worry, you can chop anything with it. It's very sharp." Huanghun said quickly.

Good brothers should suffer together.

I can't be the only one suffering.

Huanghun wanted to laugh whenever he thought about the gods who were particularly fond of cleanliness being used by Shen Yushu to chop mud.

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