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The next day, when Changxia opened the door, he found that it had started snowing on Zangfeng Mountain.
"It was a sunny night last night." She shuddered and prepared to go back to sleep for another round of sleep.
It's a rare opportunity to rest, so of course you need to get enough rest.
When she was about to close the door, a hand suddenly reached in.
!
“So you really didn’t see me.”
Song Jia was holding the cup, his eyebrows and hair were frosted, and he looked a bit like before.
It's extremely annoying.
Chang Xia didn't feel guilty at all: "You are making a snowman in the snow, it's all white, who can see it?"
Song Jia: ...
I have been waiting for her in the snow for so long that I have become a popsicle. In her eyes, it is just like building a snowman.
"Your unruly appearance is really the result of Zuoqin's upbringing."
After saying that, he was stunned for a moment, then cautiously stuck his head out and looked around.
Good, no lightning struck.
Changxia didn't get a nap and was in a bad mood. She leaned against the door with her hands folded, looking listless.
"He can't be deader. What are you afraid of?"
Then she raised her eyelids and said, "Your timid look is really brought up by him."
Song Jia said: "He is the master of Morning Star Mountain, the best magician in the world. Who wouldn't be afraid of him?"
Chang Xia: "With such a backer, you can walk around without Cang Xuan, but you are still trembling with fear."
Song Jia was suddenly stunned. After a long while, he said, "I'm afraid they will say I'm not worthy of being his disciple."
Chang Xia sneered: "Tell Zuo Qin that he can make those who laugh at you laugh at the dust."
The next moment she suddenly realized something, looked Song Jia up and down, and said in disbelief: "You have never filed a complaint before."
Song Jia subconsciously retorted: "Why would he care about such a trivial matter?"
Changxia: ...
She actually envied such a person.
She looked at Song Jia deeply and said quietly, "You know, Xie Fengxue and I actually hate you."
Song Jia:
Um
"Zuo Qin is a cold-hearted man. When we were little, we had to try to please him in every way possible just to get a smile from him."
But later, after they became familiar with each other, he started to bully him.
"But you're different. Even if you're a loser, even if you betrayed your master, made him a laughing stock, and always went against him, he never thought of doing anything to you."
"That year at Chi Zhouhai, I seriously injured you. Not only did he go to Chi Zhouhai himself to rescue you, but I knocked on his door for three whole days before he was willing to come out to see me."
Song Jia: "Is it possible that Zuo Qin's visit to Chi Zhouhai caused him to suffer a backlash, and he was in seclusion for three days to recover from his injuries?"
Chang Xia remained calm: "It's possible, but he made me knock on the door for three days."
Song Jia: ...
You are so filial.
This unfortunate kid Zuo Qin could actually endure it.
"Perhaps you don't know, but at that time, besides Master, Zuo Qin was the best person to us."
All the resentment and resentment she and Xie Fengxue had during their wild years were smoothed out by Zuo Qin.
Although he always had a cold face and could only speak sarcastic words, he would teach them to read, teach them magic, lead them to fight back against those who bullied them, support them when they got into trouble, and punish them severely when they made mistakes.
Qian Xiangyi always said that Zuo Qin looked like their father, and in fact, she and Xie Fengxue thought so too.
So it is normal to dislike the previous child of "Dad".
She looked at Song Jia again, the contempt and disdain in her eyes the same as always - especially since this child was so useless, yet he had caused their father to worry so much.
"Before I met you, I was wondering how anyone in this world could be willing to leave Zuoqin."
After all, it is the best left quilt in the world.
Song Jia felt like his throat was blocked by something. He opened his mouth and tried a few syllables before finally speaking with difficulty: "So this is how you see him?"
Chang Xia said, "I never thought you thought of him that way."
In fact, it is impossible to argue about right and wrong.
She and Song Jia have different backgrounds. Having lost her stability in childhood, she wants the protection of her elders, while Song Jia, who was raised by Zuo Qin, wants to be recognized by his master more.
Fate is such a coincidence that they each got what the other wanted, but did not care about what they had, and then became jealous of each other.
Chang Xia didn't want to discuss this with Song Jia anymore, so he asked, "Why did you come to Yunting?"
Song Jia's expression finally changed this time, and he said inexplicably: "The Demon King said that I am a human and will not let me stay in Chi Zhouhai."
Chang Xia was surprised: "You really listen to him."
Song Jia: "I don't listen, but those monsters do."
He was silent for a moment before saying, "I told you that bloodline faith is a backward thing."
Chang Xia didn't believe it: "Those monsters can beat you"
People who are used to relying on strength always don't like to use their brains.
Song Jia said softly, "I don't know. Among a group of fools, there are always two smart people... But I want to go home."
After all, Yunting is his home.
Chang Xia raised his eyes slightly, his eyes lit up: "That's fine, it just so happens that you owe me a big favor last time, now that you're back, get to work."
Her spiritual awareness has been focused on guarding against the prying eyes of the immortal world recently, leaving a lot of dirty and tiring work unattended.
Song Jia: ...
"I am a demon king after all!"
Chang Xia said disdainfully: "Don't talk about these nonsense, the Demon King is working under me."
Just at this time, Shen Siyan came over with a food box. Song Jia glanced at him, looked at his nose, and then looked at his heart. In the end, he did not argue with Chang Xia, and they went down the mountain by themselves.
Shen Siyan placed the porridge and side dishes on the table and asked casually, "He really doesn't want his great foundation anymore?"
After struggling for so many years, I finally got a place in Chi Zhouhai. It's such a pity.
Chang Xia took a sip of the porridge and said, "Didn't you trick him into coming back?"
Shen Siyan scratched the back of his head: "That's what I said..."
Although he is quite intimidating when he is bluffing.
But he really didn't say anything to Song Jia at that time. It was Song Jia who took the initiative to ask him why he showed up.
At that time, he seemed to just smile and said, "Everyone has to go home."
Who would have thought that this person could break down his ordinary sentence into such a weird shape.
"Never mind, it's not bad that you have free labor."
Changxia nodded seriously.
She looked at the direction where Song Jia left. This man was very thoughtful, so she had to find some work for him to do and not let him be idle.
Shen Siyan asked her: "How long can you stay this time?"
When it came to business, her face darkened slightly: "I can't stay long."
"Those guys up there are acting weird lately. Their moves are completely random, their probing methods are chaotic, and their power is much weaker than before. It's really annoying."
Shen Siyan asked: "They are in trouble themselves."
Suddenly he seemed to understand and said, "Your senior brother..."
Who else could it be?
Chang Xia suddenly asked: "Have you ever seen an immortal?"
Shen Siyan said: "Does the time I killed someone with you count?"
Changxia: ...
Shen Siyan stopped joking with her and said seriously, "I have seen it."
“But that was when I was very young.”
The immortals of Cang Xuan died out eight hundred years ago. They were all young and inexperienced people at that time, so naturally they had little interaction.
"My master had just become the head of the sect at that time, and there were many people coming and going from the Yunshang Tower. Some of them were called 'immortals' by them."
Chang Xia asked: "Do you feel any difference in them?"
Shen Siyan said: "Maybe I was too young at the time. Apart from the difference in the aura of immortal power and spiritual power, I didn't notice any difference."
Chang Xia put down the porridge and said to Shen Siyan, "I think so too."
Everyone longs to become an immortal, but when Changxia actually saw and killed the so-called immortals, he found that they didn't seem to be anything special.
Bie Jingchun said that becoming an immortal and overcoming tribulations are two different paths, which is obviously comparing the two realms on the same level.
Things that can be compared naturally have their own advantages and disadvantages.
Chang Xia looked at Shen Siyan with deep eyes and said: "The immortals are immortal. What do you think will happen to a person if he has endless time?"
Shen Siyan said: "I don't know, but it should be very powerful."
After all, endless time means endless possibilities.
"Yes." Chang Xia stroked his sword and muttered, "But they are so easy to kill."
Yes, I noticed the last time Changxia killed the immortals that those so-called immortals were really, too easy to kill.
The coordinates given by Zuo Qin are close to Cang Xuan. Most of the immortals there ascended from Cang Xuan - but the last immortal from Cang Xuan ascended four thousand years ago.
To transcend tribulation and ascend to heaven, that is to say, those immortals are predecessors who have practiced for four thousand years longer than her.
Yet it is so vulnerable.
"The Human Emperor has been pioneering for 90,000 years. During these 90,000 years, countless heroes have emerged. They also took away most of the resources of ancient Cangxuan. How come they can't even conquer the current Cangxuan?"
In fact, Cang Xuan has never had many chips. During his heyday, the number of people in the fusion stage and the tribulation stage combined was no more than tens of thousands, while there were eight million immortals in the sky, and they actually held out for so long.
Shen Siyan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Chang Xia smiled gently and said, "Eight hundred years ago, there were immortals in Cang Xuan. We are too young to know, but your master must know something. Should we arrest him and torture him severely?"
The chill in Ana Shen’s heart immediately turned into a shiver, and he shook his head violently, “Don’t.”
He began to think about whether he could get something out of Qian Xiangyi in other ways.
His master was a very versatile and slippery person. If he didn't say anything, he must have his reasons. So it was extremely difficult to get any information out of him.
Changxia felt bored and leaned back in his chair, looking like he had given up.
"You know the donkeys at the mill? They're blindfolded so they don't know how many turns they've made, and they just grunt and whine as they work. I feel like that's me now."
He said thoughtfully, "Perhaps there is some difficulty..."
Chang Xia: "The hardship I don't know is the absence of hardship."
She pinched her brows. Ever since she took over the Four-Directional Sword Formation, she realized how much pressure Bie Jingchun had been under over the years.
The immortal world never stops coveting Cang Xuan, and the border between Chi Zhouhai and Cang Xuan may appear in various places at any time. As long as one side fails, Cang Xuan will be doomed.
It can be said that the safety of the entire Cang Xuan depends on his thoughts.
And now this "moment of thought" is her.
What she needed was enough information to see the way forward clearly, rather than being confused because of some bullshit reason.
Changxia thought, her master, senior brothers, and all her elders were gone, so what hardship could defeat her?
She had nothing left to lose.
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