Chapter 537 Abandoning Ruthlessness (7)
To prevent him from refusing, she added, "I'll go call Senior Brother Wei later. Senior Brother Mo, you should go too. It would be so incomplete if everyone is here and you're the only one not going."
He Li glanced at them, did not interfere, and slowly floated towards Yanxiu Peak.
Mo Jinwu looked down at her, his eyes as cold and indifferent as usual, "Let go."
"Promise me first before you let go."
"Um."
Song Xianning reached out her hand familiarly, lowered her head and tried to smooth out the wrinkles on his sleeves that she had caused.
Mo Jinwu pulled back his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Don't put your mind on me. I am a ruthless person and I have no feelings for you."
Song Xianning's hand stopped in mid-air. When she looked up, she saw his cold eyes. Her heart ached and her eyes dimmed.
She tried to find some different emotions in his eyes, but his gaze remained unchanged from beginning to end.
Not having the courage to be looked at like that again, she quickly turned around and flew out on her sword, "Okay, I won't bother Senior Brother Mo anymore. I'm going to find Senior Brother Wei."
The sound that fell into his ears with the wind was a little muffled.
Halfway through the flight, Song Xianning stopped and realized that the palm of her hand was a little painful. It turned out that she had unconsciously clenched her hands and her nails had dug into them.
When I opened my hands, I saw that the palms were already red.
Some people disliked his cleverness and rejected him mercilessly after seeing it.
Song Xianning sat on the flying sword, looking at the red mark on her palm. She pursed her lips and tilted her head back to force back the tears. Her skin was too tender, and the slightest pressure would turn it red.
She wasn't fragile, but being rejected by the one she liked would also hurt her. But she was the one who insisted on it, so no matter how aggrieved or upset she felt, it was her fault, and she couldn't blame him.
Watching the shadows of the seventy-two peaks swaying in the forest, Song Xianning's mood gradually calmed down, and she flew to Tianqian Peak on her sword.
After hearing her words, Wei Xuanchi quickly agreed to go to Yanxiu Peak with her.
"Master, I've called Senior Brother Wei as well." Song Xianning smiled and sat down next to Yun Fei, completely different from the out-of-control look she had shown not long ago.
Opposite her was Mo Jinwu.
"Master, Uncle." Wei Xuanchi bowed.
"No need to be so polite." Yun Fei nodded. "It's not far, why did you take so long?"
"When I went over there, I saw two disciples competing. I stood there watching for a while longer, which delayed me. Please don't blame me, Master." Song Xianning smiled with her eyes curved. "Master, would you like some rabbit meat? I'll pick some up for you."
Yun Fei nodded.
"If I continue to train in a few more secret realms, I'll be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in two or three years." Song Xianning helped her with a piece of rabbit meat and some other dishes. "Master, will you give me a reward for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage?"
"I've never seen anyone asking for a reward." Yun Fei held her hand and put the food in her hand into her bowl. "Okay, the food in my bowl is piled up like a mountain."
"Now that you've seen it, you're so proud to have such a capable disciple. I'm bringing you glory, so why not prepare a reward for me?"
Yun Fei shook her head helplessly, "Shameless, aren't your Senior Brothers Mo and Wei powerful?"
"I don't compare myself with others. They are good at what they do. I compare myself with myself." Song Xianning smiled at Wei Xuanchi without even looking at Mo Jinwu.
He Li laughed out loud when he heard this, "Hahaha, the little girl has a good character."
"Uncle Master, please don't always call me 'little girl'. When I become a powerful person in the future, people will only remember you calling me 'little girl'. It won't be majestic or domineering at all." Song Xianning looked at him and picked up some food for him with clean chopsticks. "Eat this. It will warm your body and make you feel comfortable."
Master's body was getting colder and colder.
"You're still yelling." He Li felt a little warm in his heart, and glanced at his two disciples, "Your uncle has one disciple, but I have two, and I've never seen you pick up food for me."
Wei Xuanchi, who was about to serve him some food, nodded in silence, picked up the food and placed it in his bowl. "Yes, Master is right. The place has become much more lively since Junior Sister Song came."
Mo Jinwu silently put the food into his bowl.
He Li glanced at them with satisfaction, "Ah, I also enjoy this evening's filial piety."
After dinner, Yun Fei went to check on He Li’s injuries as usual, leaving the three disciples outside to drink tea.
Song Xianning drank a cup of tea and put it down. "Brother Wei, I'm going back to practice first. You guys take a seat."
Watching her leave, Wei Xuanchi felt a little strange and asked, "Junior Brother, why didn't Junior Sister Song call you?"
Mo Jinwu looked at the closed door and asked, "What's the connection?"
Inside, He Li was leaning on a chair, looking uncomfortable.
"Didn't she always love to joke with you?"
"no."
Wei Xuanchi felt that something must have happened between them, but Mo Jinwu didn't say anything, and he couldn't force him to say it.
After He Li and his two disciples left, Song Xianning came out of the house and went to find Yun Fei, "Master, is your uncle aging too quickly?"
Yun Fei nodded, "Yes, his realm has also fallen. In a few years, he will be the same as an ordinary old man."
Song Xianning was silent for a moment, "Is there really no other way?"
Once one embarks on the path of cultivation, no one would want to be a mortal anymore, and one can expect to live for hundreds of years.
Yun Fei shook her head. "We've tried everything. Xuan Chi and Jin Wu often go out to gain experience, mostly to find treasures for your uncle, but it's all in vain."
"If you're interested, just go to Guanchen Peak more often to accompany him. He likes lively atmosphere. Now that he can't practice, he has a lot of free time." Yun Fei touched her head.
Her disciple is soft-hearted and sincere. She always thinks about anyone who treats her well, and she can't bear to see others suffer.
"good."
The next day, Song Xianning flew to Guanchen Peak on her sword and saw Mo Jinwu practicing sword. She glanced at him, then looked away, walked around the saplings, and ran to knock on He Li's house.
"Uncle Master, Uncle Master~"
He Li opened the door and asked, "Why are you here so early in the morning? Are you here to see your sapling soldiers again?"
"Can't I come to see you for more than just thinking about the saplings? The few moves you taught me last time were very helpful, and I'm thinking of asking you to teach me a few more."
"Why, one master is not enough?" He Li asked jokingly.
"Master went out early this morning with the other uncles and aunts. It seems they went to Dongchuan and are not at Yanxiu Peak now." Song Xianning tugged at his sleeve. "Uncle, you have nothing to do anyway, so teach me a few moves."
"Okay." Hu Li walked forward with her, one hand behind his back. "Where did you learn this habit of pulling people's sleeves?"
"Do I need to learn this? I've been able to do it since I was a child."
When she was little, she wanted to follow her mother wherever she went. She didn't want to be carried and liked to walk by herself, so she would pull her mother's sleeve and stroll around. When she grew up a little, she would pull her older brother's sleeves and follow them.
"You still say you're not a little girl." He Li shook his head helplessly and sat on the stone bench. "Practice it for me first."
"good."
During the two months that Yun Fei went to Dongchuan, Song Xianning ran to Guanchen Peak every day to ask He Li to teach her swordsmanship. When she saw Mo Jinwu, she called him "senior brother" and didn't say anything else.
Anyway, he likes quietness and thinks she is noisy, so this should suit him well.
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