Yinghua nodded, "Long time no see. But what instructions do the masters have for you to convey to me?"
Ximo looked at her for a while with a half-smile in his eyes, and seeing that she remained calm, he sighed, "I say, do you really not miss me?" He leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Sister Yinghua."
Yinghuan took a step back and pursed her lips tightly.
After a while, he spoke coldly, "If I gave you any wrong signals and made you misunderstand, I solemnly apologize to you. But I hope you won't do this again in the future. You are Miss Jiuer's right-hand man, and you are also a fellow disciple of the master. I am the master's personal maid. We can't avoid meeting each other. To avoid embarrassment, I think I should make it clear to you."
Ximo smiled leisurely, "Anything else?"
"That's all. You're not the kind of person who doesn't understand what I'm saying. If there's nothing else, I'll go and get busy first." After saying that, Yinhuan was about to leave, but was suddenly pulled into the man's arms.
"you……"
As soon as Yinghua said one word, her lips were pressed down. The vigorous and sexy breath of the young man instantly overwhelmed her.
After a while, Ximo let her go, held her waist and asked hoarsely, "This time, it's not my illusion."
Yinghua gasped slightly with an unsteady breath, "Do you really have to do this?"
"Sure." He had no intention of letting go.
Yinghua lowered her eyes for a while, then raised her eyes to look at Ximo, almost aggressively, "What do you like about me? What do I have that is worthy of your attention?"
"Are you attracted by the fact that I'm seven years older than you, or by the fact that I'm a monster that grew out of a pile of rotten flesh?!"
Ximo looked at her silently.
Yinghua's eyes were full of sarcasm. "I should have been dead long ago. It was my master who allowed me to live until now. Apart from serving my master all my life, I have nothing! I am definitely not the kind of woman you imagine!"
"Hehe, if you like this body of mine, I'll give it to you now, and it's okay to play with you. If you like this face, I'm sorry, I have to disappoint you. This face is not mine, it was given to me by my master. My original appearance is not even one-third of this face!"
Ximo sighed and pressed her head into his arms. "So you care about these things. Have you forgotten where I came from? The Western Region Holy Church. It's heaven, but also hell. As for appearance, the Holy Church has no shortage of beauties."
He gently lifted her head, his peach blossom eyes shining like stars, "Sister, look at me, am I pleasing to the eye?"
"If you don't like it, we can go find your master to help me change one, and I'll accompany you. It's no big deal."
Careless but powerful.
Yinghuan closed her eyes, wanting to be ruthless and cut it off.
But she couldn't escape.
In fact, she also... didn't want to escape. She couldn't bear to escape.
But she couldn't believe that she could have such a beautiful thing.
But she is not a cowardly person, so what is there for her to be afraid of?
The master said that if one cares so much but never makes any effort, then one’s life is really in vain!
She looked at him steadily, "Remember, you had to come up to me. If one day you betray me and go to the ends of the earth, I will not let you go!"
Ximo's eyes were filled with affection, but his face looked playful and dissolute. "I've heard that you are ruthless and will do anything to achieve your goals. How dare I mess with you..."
"Don't call me sister. I'm not your sister." Can't you use a less shameful name?
Ximo held her waist and smiled nonchalantly, "Then what should I call you?"
Yinghua gave up the struggle, "It's up to you, call me whatever you want..."
"Okay, Sister Huanhua."
"..."
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Baili Feiyue and others stayed here for three days. Before leaving, Chun Yuming presented all the prizes he had promised with a smile.
Jiuer tilted her head and looked at him for a while, and Chun Yuming tried his best to keep a straight face.
Not until Baili Feiyue, Jiuer and the others had all left in their carriages and those martial arts people had said goodbye did Chun Yuming return to the villa with his entourage and heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Sir." The attendant spoke with concern.
Chun Yuming waved his hand, "It's alright. The mission left to me by the late Saint has been completed. From now on, I am no longer a member of the Holy Church. But you are different. You are still young. You can freely choose to return to the Holy Church to report to the new Saint, or take the money and live an ordinary life in seclusion."
The attendant said, "Since I joined the Holy Church and received training, I have been assigned to work beside you, sir. From now on, wherever you are, I will follow you."
"Well, follow me, and you'll avoid a lot of disputes and troubles in the future."
The follower's eyes were slightly red, "The late Saint was definitely not as heartless and heartless as the outside world said. For people like me who have no ability and prospects, he had already arranged a future for us. Not only that..."
As a grown man, he even choked up a little. "In fact, the entire Holy Church is in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have chosen the Princess Regent of Dajing as his apprentice. Has he already given up on this world and just wanted to make good arrangements for us..."
Chun Yuming said, "The late Saint didn't care about those comments. But there is one thing I am sure of. The late Saint gave us this task just to give the current Saint a birthday with both his parents by his side and in a lively atmosphere."
The subordinate's face was moved, and after a while he continued, "The Regent King of Dajing is also a little different from what I think. He is not as heartless as the rumors say..."
Chun Yuming resumed his old fox look and said with a smile, "The rumors outside are actually not wrong. Whether it's the late Saint or the Regent King of Dajing, they are both the most ruthless people. It's just that the most ruthless people in this world become the most affectionate people when they have feelings."
The subordinates don’t quite understand.
Chun Yuming didn't say anything more.
Let’s talk about Baili Feiyue and others.
It was rare for Baili Feiyue's family of three to ride in the same carriage.
Changsun Wuji leaned against a soft pillow with his eyes closed to rest, Baili Feiyue leaned against Changsun Wuji and flipped through a medical book, Jiuer sat on the soft cushion in the carriage, fiddling with the "lucky items" that Chunyu Ming had sent.
After a while, when Baili Feiyue had read one-third of the medical book, the little girl raised her chin proudly and said, "I found it!"
In her hand was a sheepskin map that was three fingers wide and about a foot long, and was obviously incomplete.
Even though it was incomplete, some lines and veins could be vaguely seen on the map. However, based on this little information, it was still impossible to tell exactly where it was.
Baili Feiyue and Jiuer put their heads together to study it. "It really looks like a treasure map."
"I'm really interested in exploring what treasure is hidden behind this treasure map." Baili Feiyue said excitedly.
Jiuer is also studying it.
The two people, one big and one small, who were huddled together, didn't notice at all that the man who was resting with his eyes closed behind them slowly opened his unfathomable purple eyes.
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