Eighty-first bowl of soup (9)

What kind of person is Master Ruoshui like? Extremely excellent, extremely fair, and extremely ruthless. It is this character that convinced her disciples. In the same way, this person has an expression to everyone, even if Yi Xiaodie is her own sister, she still looks down on her.

If it were the powerful Ruoshui, she would have killed her a long time ago, so how could she continue to talk nonsense with her. Unless...she is weak now.

Weaker than myself.

This is entirely possible. When Yi Xiaodie was first taken home, he was very weak. He had to rest for a long time when he used a little power that did not belong to this world. Later, when he had a man, he gradually got better by absorbing yang energy from a man. But someone with a personality like Ruo Shui is arrogant. He is self-righteous, and doesn't bother to do such things that hurt others and himself. So maybe the powerful Ruoshui in the past is as weak as an ant at this moment and can be left to his disposal?

Once she had this idea, Yi Xiaodie's mind began to liven up. She would never forget how she was looked down upon by others. Everyone said that she was really not like the sister of a big sister, but who knew her. Don't bother to be Ruoshui's sister? Whoever wants to be her sister will live in her shadow forever!

She quickly grabbed Qing Huan's throat with her five fingers into claws. She didn't really intend to hurt her, but she had more tentative thoughts. If it proves that her idea is not wrong, and if Shui is weak at the moment, then what else is terrible about her? Before Ruoshui restores his cultivation base, can he act first to be strong?

That meager blood relationship is nothing. After so many years, none of them took each other seriously. Ruoshui is ashamed of having a sister like her, and she feels sick for a sister like Ruoshui.

They are all the same person, why should she be so noble than her?

Qing Huan sensed that Yi Xiaodie seemed to want to hurt herself, and sure enough, the opponent attacked fiercely in the next second. Fortunately, Qing Huan was prepared early, and she avoided it very sensitively. Yi Xiaodie's face was a little ugly when she missed a hit. Her heart shook a bit. If Ruo Shui was higher than herself... She couldn't believe that she would be. What kind of end!

At this moment, a small head peeking from the left to the right came into the bathroom: "Mom, are you okay? Dad urged us to eat."

Qing Huan pinched Yi Xiaodie's wrist and gently pressed it down, and the other party couldn't move instantly. She smiled slightly and said to Mo Ze: "Go and tell Dad, Mom will be fine soon, this big sister is a little uncomfortable, I will help her solve it and go." She deliberately taught Yi Xiaodie, also from the other's mouth. Li probably understood what Ruo Shui is like, and quickly prepared to make Yi Xiaodie suffer a bit with this identity. Therefore, it was not easy to start. Yi Xiaodie paled with pain. The cultivation base she felt could not be measured. What is Ruo Shui? Has it become so terrible? She was also great before, but she was definitely not of this level!

"Let go, let me go!"

Qing Huan added some strength, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, "You should learn to be smarter and know what to do and what not to do. This is no better than the world of immortality, which allows you to do whatever you want."

Yi Xiaodie desperately tried to challenge Qing Huan. He was already so painful that he couldn't stand it and even said stiffly: "I'm not! You don't threaten me! I'm not afraid!"

"Really?" Qing Huan smiled softly. She let go of her hand, and Yi Xiaodie immediately jumped to a place a few steps away from her and couldn't help blowing into her hand. It was strange to say that it was painful to death. , But now there are no scars at all. Yi Xiaodie gritted his teeth in the bottom of his heart, knowing that it would be impossible for him to use the wounds on his hands and the thinness and comfort to provoke a separation.

But her thoughts were fleeting, because Qinghuan looked at her with a smile, and the expression on her face made Yi Xiaodie very uneasy. Of course she was afraid of Ruoshui. When she was still in the realm of cultivating immortals, Ruoshui was going to kill her. She was chased incognito and fled around, even catching a man secretly. She has had enough of this kind of life! After finally changing the world, the other party still followed in a lingering shadow. Who can stand it? !

After Qinghuan said that light and fluttering sentence, she didn't speak any more, she smiled at Yi Xiaodie, and turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Yi Xiaodie has a heart and doesn't know what to do. Now, she has no other way. If Shui knows who she is, she will never let her go. She must think of a good way by herself!

It's a pity that after reciting those few Qingxin Mantras just now, even Bo Youan, who had been fascinated by her, became sober. For this, Yi Xiaodie hates this world again. If she is in the realm of cultivating immortals, where she needs to worry about not seduce a man, they just line up to beg her to favor her and she doesn't even bother to move her eyelids!

It's okay now, not only to take the initiative to post, but also to try every means to please the other party, changing tricks, so as not to lose all previous efforts in the fetish technique.

If this is the case, it is even more impossible to keep the water!

Qing Huan didn't tell Yi Xiaodie that in a world that was repelling her own abilities, there would only be two endings in one case. One is being assimilated into the world and gradually losing their own abilities; the second is being completely repelled by the world, losing what one desires the most, and not dying decently.

Everyone eats this meal differently, because everyone seems to have something in their minds, and only young people are truly happy to taste good food.

After dinner, Yi Xiaodie wanted to go home. Bo Youan offered to give someone away, but was stopped by Qinghuan. She said to Bo Youan, "You just drank some wine and you can’t drive. You should let the driver give Yi. Miss, go home, when you can't meet when you have time."

Spoken language and euphemism are exactly what a mother should have.

Bo glanced at Yi Xiaodie reluctantly. Yi Xiaodie knew that Qing Huan was threatening herself, but it was a pity that she didn't have the ability to resist at this moment, because she couldn't figure out how heavy the other party was. . Even if he didn't have a deep cultivation base, just a moment ago in the bathroom could prove that he was still inferior to the opponent.

Therefore, she declined Bo Youan and got in the car and asked the driver to take her home. In the meantime, through these affectionate eyes, she learned about the general situation of Bo's family from the driver, especially Qinghuan.

She can't wait and die.

Qinghuan gave Mo Ze the Qingxin curse. After getting in the car, the little guy kept talking about it, as if it were fun. Qinghuan paid attention to the expressions and eyes of the father and son. Bo Xizhi is almost fine, although Bo Youan is still a little obsessed, but it is not uncontrollable.

Once a person loses his mind, it becomes a tool. But when being a tool hurts the closest person, how desperate it is.

Qing Huan sighed softly, only knowing that Sheman would never come back anyway. After she died, she couldn't put down her husband and children, hoping that someone could save them, but she would never be able to return to them by herself. Everything good or sad, it turned into nothingness in the end.

It's just that Sherman's death hasn't happened yet, and that bad memory is deemed to have never happened to them. Sherman hopes so. She loves her husband and children, so she hopes that even if she does not exist in this world, she also hopes that they can live well.

Such a beautiful hope may not necessarily come true.

The more clear mind spells, the eyes will naturally be clearer. The simplest and straightforward thing is that Bo Xizhi feels that he can see the road clearly when driving, and his brain is so clear and rational. He doesn’t know the reason, but he always feels like it. Those few words that the little fat man chanted were related, no wonder the youth took the initiative to copy them down when they left, perhaps because it had a miraculous effect.

Maybe Mo Ze talked too many times. Soon, the father and son found out that they had been brainwashed. When the little guy talked, they didn't feel irritable, but they started reading together!

This is simply...

Qing Huan kissed Mo Ze's forehead, and couldn't help feeling that being a child is so good, at least doing everything honestly without being suspected of ulterior motives, really a good helper.

Being praised by the master is the happiest thing in Mo Ze’s life. He held Qinghuan’s waist and buried his whole body in her arms. He smiled and smiled. Usually this way is done by those little furry things. Obviously Mo Ze is not a little older kid.

After this day, Qinghuan has been paying attention to Bo Youan. At night, she is still used to sleeping with Mo Ze in the next bedroom. The main reason is that now that Bo Xizhi wakes up, she seems to have forgotten about the story between herself and Yi Xiaodie. It made Qing Huan very puzzled, and in the end it could only be attributed to the world's self-repairing ability-Yi Xiaodie should have died when she was fifteen years old, but Yan Xiu who had taken her home at that time entered her body. Taking ten thousand steps back, this Yi Xiaodie shouldn't exist in this world. Therefore, the world has initiated self-repair, eradicating all creatures that might threaten their survival or evolution.

Bo Youan hadn't seen Yi Xiaodie these days, and the sound of the Qingxin curse was what saw the sky at home. The lovesickness in his heart was relieved a lot.

A few more days later, when Qing Huan hugged a pillow to find Mo Ze to sleep at night, she was caught by Bo Xizhi as soon as she put on her slippers. She froze for a moment and looked back. Under the dim bedside lamp, Po Xizhi's handsome face exuded the unique charm of adult men, "Where are you going?"

"Go to sleep with Mo Ze." Qing Huan answered naturally. "He is young, afraid of the dark, and can't sleep, so I have to be with him."

Of course this is fake. In fact, there is no light on the Naihe Bridge. Mo Ze can't live well there, so what is he afraid of? It's just an excuse-a wife who refuses to sleep with her husband must have a righteous excuse.