Chapter 331
Song Bai had never been so speechless before.
He never imagined that watching others flirt could lead to him killing himself.
The worst part is that not only was he killed, but he was also mocked as an ugly monster.
"You're the ugly one," he muttered under his breath.
Fu Xue's ears were very sharp. Just now, she was like the gentle, warm water beneath the surface of a winter lake, overflowing with tenderness. But now, when she met Song Baishi's gaze, it was like the thick, solid ice on the surface of that lake.
The moment Song Bai was caught red-handed, he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope and, before Fu Xue could speak, preemptively asked:
Have you ever seen truly exquisite beauty?
Upon hearing this, Fu Xue immediately turned to look at Ling Wu, meeting her gentle eyes through the gilded mask.
Fuxue couldn't see those eyes clearly, but she knew that her entire heartstrings vibrated melodiously because of "her" gaze.
“Of course I’ve seen it,” Fuxue replied softly.
When Song Bai saw that she was still staring at the man in black, a sneer appeared on his lips, but he forcibly suppressed it when he saw the cold gaze the man in black gave him.
"cough."
He pretended to clear his throat, snorted when he heard this, and then said, "That's because you haven't met my master, which is why you're so sure."
Hearing him say this, Fuxue still didn't take her gaze off Lingwu's eyes, and at the same time, she didn't forget to reveal her infatuation with Lingwu:
"That's because you're an ugly freak, you've never seen what 'her' looks like."
Her voice was charming, yet it carried the shyness of a young girl, easily drawing those she looked at into the depths of love.
But their argument was like two children fighting over whose parents loved them the most.
Lingwu remained unmoved.
Seeing this in a daze, Wua asked in confusion, "Aren't they all talking about the master? If they're all the master, how can there be a winner?"
Lingwu didn't reply with a "woo ah," but she was fully aware of what was about to happen.
—Of course, a winner and a loser can be determined.
The winner will be determined by who has the greater strength.
Song Bai: "Have you ever met my master?"
Fuxue: "Have you seen 'her'?"
Song Bai: "..." No, there really isn't.
But that didn't stop him from taking his time while searching for the magical artifacts his master had given him in the ring, and slowly beginning to speak:
"Then tell me what 'she' looks like, and I'll compare the two and come to a conclusion."
This time, however, Fuxue didn't argue with him anymore. Instead, her brows furrowed, and she looked back at Song Bai.
Upon seeing her, Song Bai's search for the treasure came to a halt, and at the same time, a powerful pressure descended, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He suppressed the metallic taste in his throat and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes! Your 'she' is incredibly beautiful."
Who is this black-robed woman who claims to be a saint? Why is her aura so powerful?
What was it about him that offended her?
But Fuxue's disgust deepened because of these words: "You actually dare to dream of being on par with this holy maiden?"
Song Bai paused in his thoughts, then looked at her in disbelief.
What does that mean? To be on par with each other?
"..." Could it be that she thought this black-robed man was so beautiful that he could fall in love with her at first glance and become one of his admirers as well?
That's ridiculous. Does she even know who his master is?
That's the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable! The Half-Moon Immortal Venerable whom this black-robed man has been in love with for many years!
Fu Xue turned around, her lotus-like steps light as she intended to kill him, "Anyone who offends 'her' is unforgivable."
Just as Song Bai was about to use all his life-saving measures, he saw Fu Xue pause in her steps toward him, and even the eyes under her fox mask shone brightly.
What's going on?
Fu Xue, who had stopped in her tracks, turned her head and stared at the beautiful fingertips of the black-robed man who was holding her wrist, following the pull on her wrist.
The cool and warm feeling was exactly the same as the feeling when "she" hugged him that day.
Fu Xue's voice trembled slightly, her tone charming: "You, you're like this..." Fu Xue lowered her head, her voice soft and small: "This servant will be shy."
Seeing that Ling Wu remained silent, she reluctantly shifted her gaze from Ling Wu's fingertips and cautiously asked:
"Are you worried that this ugly monster's blood will dirty my hands? Then I'll have them kill him, and I'll still be clean."
As she spoke, she reluctantly looked away from Ling Wu, then coldly glanced at her subordinates who remained silent with their heads bowed, "Why aren't you all..."
“He is my subordinate,” Ling Wu explained succinctly.
Fu Xue blinked, as if trying to understand the meaning of the sentence, and after a while she obediently nodded, withdrawing her pressure on Song Bai.
Ruan Ruan said to Ling Wu, "Then I will not kill him. If we are destined to meet again, I will protect him."
Lingwu did not reply.
Song Bai, on the other hand, saw through Fu Xue's attitude towards Ling Wu. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Thank you for your kindness, Madam!"
"Madam?" Fuxue frowned, seemingly displeased.
Is she that old?
But Song Bai's next words made her overjoyed.
Song Bai asked in confusion, "Aren't you the boss's wife?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Xue shyly looked up at Ling Wu, only to find that her eyes beneath the gilded mask remained indifferent.
She then turned to Song Bai with a hint of frustration and said, "This Holy Maiden is not yet, and in the future, when you see this Holy Maiden and 'her,' you are not allowed to..."
Fu Xue paused for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed when she thought about how she had just been mistaken for "her" wife. She then continued, "You are not allowed to call her 'wife'."
After saying that, she nervously said to Ling Wu, "Don't be angry, I've already explained everything."
But Song Bai, kneeling on the ground, understood another layer of meaning from Fu Xue.
When the man in black robes is present, one must not call her "Madam"; but when he is not present, one may call her "Madam".
Thinking of this, Song Bai nodded: "I understand!"
Ling Wu had spent five years with her only disciple, and seeing his nonchalant manner on the brown bear, she could naturally see through his ulterior motives.
But the man in black robes never interfered in such matters, so she remained silent.
He merely glanced at Song Bai before disappearing on the spot.
The coolness on Fuxue's wrist suddenly disappeared, prompting her to reach out and try to grab the dark hem of the garment, but she still grasped nothing.
A feeling of emptiness washed over her, and she lowered her head, withdrawing her hand that had been hanging in mid-air, concealing the sadness in her eyes.
After a short while, she coldly glanced at Song Bai and said, "From now on, when I see you, I will protect your life."
Song Bai breathed a sigh of relief after the man in black left. Now, hearing Fu Xue's words, he cleverly replied, "Thank you, Madam!"
After he called her "Madam," Fuxue stared at him for a long time before covering her lips and laughing sweetly.
Then, she produced a bell-shaped treasure from somewhere and tossed it to him, saying, "You have a sweet tongue, this is a reward for you."
After saying this, he led his men and disappeared from the place, completely satisfied.
Finally alone, Song Bai carefully examined the bell before patting the brown bear and climbing onto its back.
"With Big Fatty gone and all these connections we have, we can now roam the secret realm even more brazenly!"
"Hiss, no way!"
It's best to be more careful. This time "she" didn't have time to order him to do anything, but who knows, she might come after him again next time.
After leaving, Lingwu completely let go of her worries about Song Bai. She had gotten rid of Fuxue, but not that little phoenix.
However, if Little Phoenix wants to see him, then let him see him; he just hopes that Little Phoenix won't be afraid.
Jing Si, who had followed the trail, stopped where Ling Wu had just paused, and then continued in the direction Ling Wu had taken.
At this moment, Ling Wu had already found Bai Yu.
Ling Wu was not surprised to see that he had transformed into a four-elemental root, yet still had a spirit-repelling herb in his hand.
"That person is here again." The demonic soul reminded him and then disappeared again. Bai Yu immediately hid the spirit-repelling herb.
At the same time, the black-robed figure landed, a dark longsword hovering beside "her," as if "she" could take anyone's life in an instant if "she" so desired.
But that is indeed the case.
Bai Yu seemed guilty as he took a step back and hid what was behind him.
"What do you want to torment me about now?" Bai Yu said coldly, but his trembling hands clenched tightly.
He had changed into a brand new robe of the Tianyi Sect disciple, but unfortunately the clothes were too big and didn't fit him well. As he moved, the hem of the robe was stained with dust from the ground, turning grayish-brown and very dirty.
But her face was otherworldly, like that of a celestial child, and her eyes, pure as glass, made people briefly forget the unsightly hem.
"What are you hiding?" Ling Wu approached him.
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