Chapter 25 How did you and your father meet?
Wei Jinyou raised his cold eyebrows and refused indifferently, "Senior Brother is walking fast, I'm afraid you can't keep up."
The smile in Song Zhexia's eyes slowly faded, "Oh."
[Haha, you have long legs, so what? Be careful or I’ll jump up and hit your knees!]
"Xia Xia."
When they heard this voice, Song Zhexia and Wei Jinyou raised their eyes at the same time, and Ye Ye's fair and clear face came into their sight.
He held a folding fan in his hand and casually lifted a tuft of hair from his forehead. Hu Luwa beside him cooperated by scattering flower petals, which almost blinded the eyes of others.
When Huluwasa was tired, Ye Ye spoke slowly, "Xia Xia, there are many bandits in this valley, and it is most likely to be in danger."
"Brother Jimao is right." Song Zhexia smiled politely, "So Brother Jimao must find someone to protect himself."
Ye Ye was infected by her smile and shyly covered half of his face with his folding fan, "Xia Xia, you don't have to call me so formally, just call me Aye."
Song Zhexia thought for a moment and said, "I'd better call you Brother Ye. It's more intimate."
[Funny, calling him grandpa is just a step up in generation!]
Wei Jinyou glanced at her indifferently. The latter still had a gentle smile on her face. The soft light illuminated half of her face, making her delicate features even more charming.
Especially those rippling eyebrows and eyes, which seemed like light water covered with gauze, gentle and affectionate.
Seeing that he was staring at her, Song Zhexia shyly turned her face away and whispered, "Brother Wei, why do you always like to stare at me?"
[Why are you staring at me? I'm almost getting wrinkles from smiling so hard!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Seeing that the two of them were still flirting with each other, Ye Ye quickly inserted himself between them and said with a light cough, "Xia Xia, although Senior Brother Ye's cultivation is not high, it is more than enough for me, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to cross the level and fight the Golden Core cultivator!"
"Wow!"
Song Zhexia showed admiration on his face, "Senior Brother Jimao is so amazing!"
[Brother, you are not good at bragging. I learned this when I first learned to speak.]
"Of course!" Ye Ye continued to brag, "A few years ago, Hu Luwa and I defeated three masters in the late Jindan stage in one breath!"
Hearing this, Hu Luwa, who was standing aside, changed his expression slightly.
His young master fainted the first time he encountered the assassin. After waking up, he patted his chest and started bragging.
It was an ordinary attack, but it made him brag about it for three whole years.
"Xia Xia."
Seeing Song Zhexia's support, Ye Ye continued, "A fragile woman like you should be well protected. Why don't you team up with me?"
The smile on Song Zhexia's face froze instantly.
[Come on, you don't look trustworthy. Are you sure you want to protect me instead of asking me to be your free bodyguard?]
She immediately said politely, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Ji Mao. I have the protective magic weapon that my father left behind. It should be more than enough to protect myself."
After hearing this, Ye Ye looked at Hu Luwa and asked in confusion: "Why do you all have a father but I don't?"
Huluwa: “…”
Young Master, this question really hits the blind spot.
Ye Ye retracted his gaze and asked, "Xia Xia, how did you and your father know each other?"
Song Zhexia: “…”
After being silent for a while, Song Zhexia smiled and replied, "I told him about it in my dream."
"Wow, that's so cool!"
Ye Ye was obviously getting excited, "Can you also send a dream to my father next time so that he can get to know me?"
Song Zhexia: “…”
Or you can go and have a dream yourself?
"I haven't seen my father since I was born." Ye Ye put away his folding fan and looked at the falling leaves. His expression became sad. "My mother has never supported my cultivation. If my father was around, he would probably support me."
Song Zhexia took a deep breath, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Jimao, the path of cultivation is not smooth. Some people choose to laugh at you, and some people choose to question you."
[And I, both laughed and questioned.]
Wei Jinyou's eyelids trembled slightly and he looked at her again.
Song Zhexia: "We must stick to our original intention until the end!"
[Adhere to the duty of eating, drinking, lying down, and enjoying life in time, and engrave the word "open" in your heart forever! ]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
"Xia Xia!"
Ye Ye wiped away the tears of emotion and said, "You still understand me!"
"No need to say more." Song Zhexia closed his eyes and said, "I understand, I understand everything."
[What's wrong with being a vase? The less capable you are, the less responsibility you have. We useless people can only sleep soundly when we encounter difficulties!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
This woman's unique ideas can always refresh his worldview.
After talking for a while, Ye Ye began to care about Song Zhexia again, "Xia Xia, you were in a hurry to get out this morning, have you had breakfast?"
He put away his folding fan, rubbed his hands and asked, "I asked the butler to grill a fish for me. Do you want to eat it together?"
"Yeah, Brother!"
Song Zhexia immediately said loudly: "In fact, I have wanted to team up with you for a long time!"
"Xia Xia!" Ye Ye led the way with emotion, "Brother, I know that you have me in your heart!"
In a blink of an eye, dark clouds covered the sun, casting a shadow.
As the two gradually walked away, Shen Hongye came to Wei Jinyou and looked in the direction of his gaze, "Brother Wei, what are you looking at?"
The young man narrowed his eyes, looked at Song Zhexia's gradually disappearing figure, and slowly withdrew his gaze.
"nothing."
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After passing a quiet mountain road, Song Zhexia followed Ye Ye to the entrance of a small cave.
A middle-aged man was already sitting inside grilling fish. Ye Ye stopped and introduced him to Song Zhexia, "This is my housekeeper Shen."
Song Zhexia nodded, and when his eyes fell on the grill, the smile on his lips gradually faded, "Wait, where did this grill come from? Why does it look so familiar to me?"
Ye Ye also looked over and scratched his head and said, "I borrowed this from my senior brother."
Song Zhexia looked at it a few more times and almost fainted.
Grandma Li's.
This is not an iron frame, isn't this the sword of the senior brother? !
She hurried forward, took the sword down, and as soon as she wiped it with a cloth, she saw that the sword broke into two pieces.
Song Zhexia’s eyes almost went dark.
The eldest brother treasures Brother Sword so much. If he knew that his sword was broken by fire, wouldn’t he be so angry that he would want to kill him?
"Oh my god!" Seeing the broken sword, Ye Ye also realized the seriousness of the matter and asked the housekeeper: "Didn't I ask you to borrow the iron frame? Why did you bring my senior brother's sword?!"
Butler Shen's expression changed. "I noticed that the iron frame and the sword were both wrapped in bright red cloth. I accidentally made a mistake."
Song Zhexia's mouth twitched, and he took out an object the same size as the sword from his space bag and wrapped it in red cloth, saying, "Now that things have come to this, don't let Senior Brother know. Steward Shen, please send this red cloth back quickly. I'll tell Senior Brother directly after I help him repair the sword in a few days."
Butler Shen nodded, then left holding the red cloth.
"Xia Xia, you are such a little angel!" Ye Ye sighed for a while and asked, "But..."
"What did you just stuff into the red cloth?"