Yun Ruowei didn't want to mention Situ Xin, but she was just angry.
It’s fine that he usually focuses on cultivation and rarely meets Xiaoqi, but why didn’t he even come to Xiaoqi’s birthday?
That kid was kind of cute when he was little, but he became more and more annoying as he grew older.
But since Xiaoqi doesn't want to mention it, she won't say it.
Yun Ruowei pulled her fifth sister, Yun Ruoqiu, over and said softly, "Fifth sister, let me pin the peach blossoms on your hair."
"good."
Yun Ruoqiu walked to Yun Ruowei obediently and responded sweetly.
The sisters quickly gathered together and picked out the peach blossoms they thought were beautiful to wear on each other's hair.
Yun Feizhuo was leaning against a peach tree and playing the flute. Yun Feiyuan was imitating her sisters and picked a peach blossom and inserted it into Lu Zi's hair.
The brothers Yun Feiliu and Yun Feicheng had no interest in appreciating the flowers. Instead, they secretly hid under a peach tree and peeked in, secretly observing their second brother and his childhood sweetheart.
When they saw Yun Feimiao take out his easel and prepare to paint, Yun Feiliu and Yun Feicheng immediately ran over and struck what they thought was their most handsome pose.
"Xiao Qi, draw the two of us first!"
Yun Feimiao smiled and nodded: "Okay."
He did draw the brothers first, but not in their posed pose.
One stood on one leg, the other spread its wings. Yun Feimiao thought they looked a little silly.
But he was his own brother after all, so Yun Feimiao added some artistic processing when he put pen to paper, making both of them look handsome.
The fifth and sixth brothers were very satisfied when they saw this. While praising Yun Feimiao, they did not forget to praise themselves as well.
"That's right, we are both just that handsome. Xiao Qi's painting is so lifelike."
"Really?"
Yun Ruowei ran over to take a look suspiciously, and was immediately amused.
She reached out and pinched Yun Feimiao's face and said with a smile, "Our Xiaoqi is indeed the most well-behaved and the best at taking care of his brothers' emotions."
Yun Feiliu complained, "Fourth sister is so annoying. Xiaoqi obviously draws whatever she sees."
"You may think we are not handsome, but you can't accuse Xiao Qi of drawing nonsense."
Yun Ruowei curled her lips: "I didn't say that Xiaoqi's painting was nonsense, I said that Xiaoqi's painting was too good."
Yun Feiliu nodded repeatedly: "That's right, Xiao Qi's painting is so good, it restores our handsomeness to 100%."
Yun Ruowei: “…”
Third sister Yun Ruozhi came over, put her arm around Yun Ruowei's shoulders and said with a smile, "Fourth sister, why are you arguing with them? These two little brothers may not be good at anything else, but they are really thick-skinned."
The others came over to take a look and soon broke into laughter.
Yun Feimiao drew his brothers and sisters one by one. When it was his turn, he thought for a moment and drew himself dancing with a sword.
Yun Ruozhi came over and said with a smile, "Since it's all drawn, wouldn't it be inappropriate if Xiaoqi didn't dance with the sword?"
Yun Feimiao thought this made sense, so he smiled and drew out the magic sword his father had given him.
"In that case, I should rise to the occasion."
To suit the occasion, Yun Feimiao demonstrated a sword technique called Falling Flowers Sword Technique, which perfectly matched the colorful scene of falling flowers in front of him.
The wind today seemed to be particularly fond of him, gently surrounding him without ruffling his hair or disturbing his interest in painting.
When he danced with the sword, there would always be wind blowing up petals that accompanied every sword swing, making the scene of his sword dance look even more beautiful.
Yun Feiliu wondered, "Do you think the wind has eyes, specifically coordinating Xiao Qi's sword strikes?"
Yun Feicheng shook his head: "That shouldn't be the case. Maybe it's the inherent effect of the sword technique?"
"Aren't some sword techniques just for fun? They can even create phantoms of dragons and phoenixes."
Yun Feizhuo sensed something was wrong and looked towards a certain direction on the mountain, but saw nothing.
But he could sense someone over there and could also guide some of the wind direction.
However, the other party's cultivation level was average and he had no ill intentions. Yun Feizhuo didn't want to spoil Xiaoqi's birthday, so he didn't investigate further.
Yun Feimiao also noticed something was wrong. After putting away his sword, he looked in that direction as well, but didn't see anything.
But he knew there must be someone there.
But that person was very strange, hiding his head and showing his tail, yet using the wind to cooperate with him. I don’t know what his intention was.
But the wind was very gentle, and Yun Feimiao couldn't help but look in that direction a few more times.
Yun Feizhuo asked in a low voice, "Xiao Qi, do you want to go over and take a look? If you want to go, I'll accompany you."
Yun Feimiao smiled and shook his head: "No need, big brother. I'm leaving home soon. My parents want to see me more often, so I have to go back and see them more."
"Okay, let's go back."
Yun Feizhuo directly embraced Yun Feimiao and walked back, flicking his fingers lightly as he walked.
A ball of water spiritual power gathered from his fingertips, turned into a small drop of water and bounced out.
The further the water droplets fly, the bigger they become.
By the time it flew over Xie Yang's head, it had turned into a huge water column even bigger than Xie Yang.
Xie Yang tried to pull Gong Zhuo to run away early in the morning, but the water column seemed to have eyes. No matter how they dodged, it still hit them accurately in the end, killing them both.
Gong Zhuo spit out water, "This brother seems to have a bad temper. If he knew you coveted his brother, would he hang you up and beat you?"
Xie Yang said calmly, "This temper is already very good."
It was just a warning to splash water on them, and no one was hurt.
"Compared to those people in the Gong family who are jumping around all day, they may be considered good." Gong Zhuo turned his head and saw Xie Yang staring at the receding backs of the Yun family in a daze.
He leaned over and asked, "Do you want to follow?"
Xie Yang shook his head slightly: "No need, go to the Wanjian Sect base to report."
Some appointments have been missed, but some can still be continued.
Maybe one day, he will muster up the courage to recognize Yun Feimiao.
Xie Yang never knew when this day would come until one day Yun Feimiao knocked on his door.
From then on, the repressed emotions were no longer easy to control, like a surging undercurrent that could break through the shackles at any time and become uncontrollable.
He didn't know how long he could live, and thought about hiding his past forever, but he was unwilling to do so.
Fortunately...
Xie Yang lowered his head to look at Yun Feimiao who was lying beside him. Their long, jet-black hair was spread out on the bed, tangled together, and indistinguishable from each other.
"Afeng..."
Yun Feimiao seemed to be waking up, but before she opened her eyes, she buried her head in Xie Yang's arms.
"Um."
Xie Yang responded softly and hugged the person tightly.
Yun Feimiao rubbed against Xie Yang's arms.
"Afeng, happy birthday."
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