Chapter 22 Xiao Yan becomes more and more autistic.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
The warm sunlight shines through the vents of the stone chamber and falls on Xiao Se's fair face.
Xiao Se slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Last night, Xiao Se had a dream, a very beautiful dream. He dreamed of his favorite goddesses in his previous life, Yun Yun, Medusa, and Bibi Dong. Then
this made Xiao Se, who had the "Su Yuntao Martial Soul" in two lives, have a beautiful dream.
Wait,
something is not right.
It seems like something is pressing on me.
"Oh my god!" Xiao Se almost screamed out loud when he looked down.
Long Kui was seen leaning against Xiao Se's chest, with Xiao Se holding her slender waist with both hands.
It was Hong Kui for sure.
In his mind, he carefully recalled what happened yesterday:
daily combat with Hong Kui, daily beatings, but this time it seemed that he was a little impulsive. With the strength of a four-star fighter, when his fighting spirit was already insufficient, he released the Red Flame Sword - Po Ji, which was comparable to the low-level earth-level fighting skills.
Then his fighting spirit was exhausted, and he was affected by the explosion of "Po Ji" and fainted.
It should be Long Kui who took him back to the stone chamber. Could it be that he himself...
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Xiao Se's forehead, and he didn't dare to think further.
He let go of the hand that was hugging Hongkui, put his hands on her thin shoulders, pushed her away, and said softly: "Longkui...Longkui"
Hearing Xiao Se's call, Hong Kui rubbed her slightly hazy eyes, slowly opened them, and saw herself lying in the bathtub. She recalled what happened yesterday and her pretty face flushed.
"Brother, I..." Hongkui's pretty face flushed, her eyes avoided, and she didn't dare to look back at Xiao Se.
Looking at the red sunflower that had already turned red to the roots behind his ears, Xiao Se let out an awkward smile, "Nothing happened between us last night, did it?"
"Nothing…nothing…" For the first time, the usually hot-tempered Hongkui started to become timid.
Hearing this, Xiao Se breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "That's good, otherwise I really don't know how to face Blue Nightshade. Although the personalities are different, the bodies are the same."
But Hongkui's next words made Xiao Se almost spit out blood.
"Brother, while Long Kui is rubbing my back, then..."
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Desolate social death.
After putting on his clothes, Xiao Se took a drop of nourishing spiritual liquid and began to practice "The Burning Art" and "The Returning Soul Art".
An hour later, after more than a month of hard training, his cultivation finally broke through to the five-star fighter level.
But Xiao Se just couldn't be happy.
Although they didn't make it to the last step, Hong Kui told them that something beyond friendship and family ties seemed to have happened between them last night. Lan Kui was not aware of this.
After putting on her clothes, Hong Kui directly entered the magic sword pattern in Xiao Se's hand.
The two of them tacitly did not mention what happened last night, but the relationship between "brother and sister" seemed to be quietly deteriorating (ps: Special note, Long Kui is the heroine, but not the biological sister of the protagonist)
After leaving the cave, Xiao Se headed straight towards the Mittel Auction House.
Because he was obsessed with cultivation, he had not yet had time to pick up the ten bottles of nourishing spiritual liquid that he had entrusted to Mitel Ranking for auction last time.
Passing by the Xiao family residence, Xiao Se chose to be as low-key as ever.
Walking on the path of the bluestone square, the Xiao family seemed particularly deserted today. Usually at this time there would be many young boys and girls from the Xiao family practicing in the square, but at this moment there was no one there.
"Xiao Se, Xiao Se" Suddenly a familiar call sounded behind Xiao Se, the voice coming from far away.
Hearing this, Xiao Se turned his head and looked from a distance. Seeing the person coming clearly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Xiao Ning?"
After a while, Xiao Ning finally ran to Xiao Se, put his right hand on Xiao Se's shoulder, and said breathlessly: "Huhu. I finally found you. If you didn't come, I was going to look for you in the back mountain."
"What do you want from me?" Xiao Se was slightly stunned and asked in confusion.
Because of Xiao Yu's relationship, Xiao Ning was one of the few acquaintances he had in the Xiao family, although he wasn't too familiar with them.
Moreover, Xiao Se had never shown any admiration for Xiao Xun'er. In addition, knowing that Xiao Se was very powerful, Xiao Ning was relatively friendly towards him.
"Hehe, you've been practicing in the back mountain every day, so you may not know yet, but a lot of big things have happened in the past two months since the last fighting spirit test." Xiao Ning said with a grin.
"Big thing? What big thing?" Although he knew that the big thing the other party was talking about was most likely the disappearance of Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, Xiao Se still pretended not to know.
"Hehe, you'll know later. Come with me first. The head of the family and the three elders have convened a family meeting today, and all family disciples must attend." With a mysterious smile on his lips, Xiao Ning put his arm around Xiao Se's shoulder and walked straight to the Xiao family's meeting hall.
Following Xiao Ning across the bluestone square, we finally stopped outside the solemn meeting hall.
Xiao Ning naturally took on the task of knocking on the door, "Grandpa, Patriarch, two elders, I brought Xiao Se here."
"Come in, Ning'er." An old and kind voice came from inside the room.
"Let's go, my grandfather let us in." Xiao Ning patted Xiao Se's shoulder proudly and said.
"Yeah." Xiao Se nodded casually. He was already tired of this kind of clan meeting that was suddenly convened and had no meaning.
Pushing the door open, the hall was very spacious. By the time Xiao Se and Xiao Ning entered, the hall was almost full of people.
Sitting at the top were the patriarch Xiao Zhan and three elders.
Sitting to the lower left of the four were some elders of the Xiao family who had reached the level of fighting masters. Beside them were also some outstanding members of the family, including Xiao Mei.
On the other side, there were also several elders of the Xiao family who had reached the level of fighting masters and some outstanding younger generations of the family, but only the seat at the head seat was left vacant.
That place is usually prepared for Xiao Yan, the Xiao family's number one genius.
With a vague look around, Xiao Se saw Xiao Yan's lonely figure in the corner on the right side near the door.
At this moment, he was no longer as high-spirited as before, and he was slightly bent over, with his fingers crossed, covering his tender little face, his elbows on his knees, looking like a stranger who was not allowed to enter. His whole body exuded a decadent atmosphere.
Not far to the right of Xiao Yan, there was an empty seat, and sitting next to the empty seat was Xiao Xun'er.
Seeing Xiao Ning and Xiao Se coming in, the elder spoke first, pointed to the empty seat to his right, and said with a smile: "Ning'er, you can sit next to grandpa."
"This..." Xiao Ning glanced at the empty seat next to Xun'er, then glanced at Xiao Se, hesitated for a moment, nodded with difficulty, and said, "Yes, Grandpa."
Ever since Xiao Yan's talent disappeared, Xiao Ning knew that his grandfather, the Great Elder of the Xiao Family, intended to support him to replace Xiao Yan's previous position. But if he took that position, he would not be able to sit next to Xiao Xun'er.
Faced with the choice between "love" and "filial piety", he finally chose the latter.
(End of this chapter)