Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Instead, the waiter pushed him forward and said, "The master has given you honor, why don't you take it quickly? What are you standing there for? Go over and pour tea for the master and his wife!"

After saying this, the waiter winked at Wu Dalang, then stood at the stairs and said with an apologetic smile, "My dear guests, I will be waiting here. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me."

Song Xuan hummed, looked at Wu Dalang who was sitting uncomfortably on the stool, and said with a smile: "Can you drink?"

"know a bit."

Wu Dalang whispered, "We have rice wine at home that my parents made when they were alive. I drink some every day before going to bed after selling pancakes. Otherwise, my back aches and I'm exhausted and it's hard to fall asleep."

"Then let's drink together."

As he spoke, Song Xuan raised his hand and slapped the table. A stream of wine gushed out of the jug, and soon, Wu Dalang's cup was filled with wine.

Wu Dalang was stunned. "Uncle, are you a god?"

Song Xuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a small trick used by people in the martial arts world to use their true energy."

He didn't explain much, but raised his glass and said, "Please!"

Yao Yue and others raised their wine glasses, and then their eyes fell on the young man.

Although they didn't know why Commander Song cared so much about such a little guy, it didn't matter. Since Song Xuan valued him so much, there must be a reason for that.

Wu Dalang picked up the wine glass obediently and drank it. As the heat rose from his body, he became less reserved and started to talk more.

According to him, since his parents passed away last year, he has been doing the business left by his parents and making pancakes by himself.

After making the pancakes, he would carry a shoulder pole with his younger brother in a basket on one side and pancakes in the other, and go from street to street selling them. If he came across someone drying diapers at the door, he would kowtow and offer his pancakes in exchange. If someone refused to take the pancakes, he would do hard labor for them, just to get the wet nurse in the other family to give his younger brother some milk.

Yao Yue frowned and said, "You're in the growth stage now. Carrying the shoulder pole every day has caused your body to become a little deformed. If this continues for a long time, you probably won't grow taller in the future."

Wu Dalang smiled innocently, "If you can't grow taller, then so be it. You have to survive first, right?

My parents passed away early, so as the older brother, I have to raise my younger brother to adulthood, right?

Otherwise, even if I die, I won’t be able to face my parents.”

Song Xuan looked at Wu Dalang in front of him with some emotion. The feeling of the character in the novel sitting in front of him vividly made him feel very wonderful.

Many people say that Wu Song is a bit ungrateful. If they were Wu Song, they would have attacked Pan Jinlian directly and Ximen Qing would have had no chance.

But after actually seeing Wu Dalang in front of him, Song Xuan understood why Wu Song remained unmoved by Pan Jinlian's seduction.

An elder brother who goes from street to street selling pancakes from morning till night and is so tall that he is three inches taller than the elder brother; an elder brother who lives frugally but feeds his younger brother with delicious food to raise him into a successful person. In Wu Song's eyes, the elder brother is the sky and his father.

My eldest brother’s wife and my own sister-in-law are my mother.

Unless he was a beast, who could have the guts to harm his own mother?

As long as his elder brother is still alive, Wu Song still has a home and a heart full of concerns, so he dare not act recklessly and cause trouble outside.

But after the death of the eldest brother, there was no Wu Erlang in this world anymore. The ones who survived were the traveler, the demon god, and Tai Sui!

Subconsciously, Song Xuan looked at his sister Song Erni.

The little girl was happily chewing on a pig's trotter at the moment. When she saw Song Xuan looking at her, she even handed him one with a smile.

An inexplicable thought emerged in Song Xuan's mind: If he died, his parents died too, and he had no worries, what would become of Song Erni, who was no longer flawless in the world?

Chapter 389 I really can’t do anything with you

After eating and drinking, Wu Dalang left with his load, while Song Xuan sat there and pondered for a long time.

After a while, he looked at Victoria Song and asked a question.

"Xiao Qian, if one day your parents are gone, what will you do?"

Victoria Song was a little sad, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone will have this day, but I still have you, brother, right?

You are the perfect master, and you may even become a celestial being in the future. We will depend on each other and live together, right?"

Yao Yue coughed lightly and said, "You can say whatever you want, but I am not weak, and I have the opportunity to achieve the status of a god. What do you mean by you two brothers and sisters depend on each other? It makes me feel like I'm stuck halfway."

Song Xuan continued: "What if I die too?"

The smile on Song Qian's face faded, and she became serious for once. "Then there might no longer be Song Qian in this world. All that remains is the Shura Sword, who takes pleasure in killing!"

Song Xuan seemed to be thinking about something.

I understand. His role is not only to be the protector of the girl of destiny, but also to seal the evil thoughts in her heart.

If the seal is still there, Song Erni will be the carefree, funny and interesting girl of destiny.

If the seal is gone, what will happen in the future, I'm afraid only God knows.

......

In the middle of the night, Yao Yue, who had been tossing and turning for half the night, lay on Song Xuan's chest, breathing tiredly.

"Husband, are you worried today?"

"Oh? Did you see that?"

Yao Yue teased, "Well, before you wanted to keep going until dawn, but today you finished at midnight. You're obviously not in good shape."

Song Xuan turned over and pressed her under him, "Why, do you still want to continue?"

"No, this is just right!" Yao Yue said hurriedly, "I can also hold you and talk with you. Before, I always passed out, and it wasn't much fun afterwards."

"I'm sorry for that." Song Xuan said apologetically, "I'll try to be more restrained in the future."

"Don't!" Yao Yue said hurriedly, "Don't be restrained. Otherwise, how can I show my importance? If my husband can't even let go and enjoy the pleasure of love, then wouldn't I be an unqualified wife?

If I can't even fulfill this small request, how can I be worthy of being your woman, the commander-in-chief?"

After kissing Yao Yue on the lips, Song Xuan chuckled.

He knew Yao Yue's little thoughts, and she was hinting at him.

"Husband, I have always wanted a child, but after seeing the condition of the Wu brothers today, I am a little worried."

Yao Yue lay in Song Xuan's arms and murmured, "When I think about what would happen to us one day and our children having to suffer like this, I feel extremely sad."

Song Xuan comforted him, "So, let's not do it for now?"

"No!" Yao Yue stood up immediately, the quilt slipping off her body, revealing her delicate and delicate body as smooth as mutton-fat jade. She said solemnly, "It's uncomfortable, but I still have to do it."

"Okay, okay, I want it, I want it!"

Song Xuan stroked his forehead and sighed, "Alas, there's really nothing I can do about you!"

As he spoke, he pulled Yao Yue to his side and prepared to mount the horse.

Unexpectedly, Yao Yue pushed him away and said with a cold and arrogant look on her face, "Lie down, I will do it myself!"

Under Song Xuan's surprised gaze, Yao Yue hummed softly...

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The next day, it snowed.

Victoria Song and Lian Xing got up early and made snowmen in the snow happily.

When Song Xuan and Yao Yue went out, what they saw was a vast expanse of white. The sky and the earth were pure and clean, so clean that it seemed as if their souls were sublimated.

Lian Xing found a shovel outside the inn and was shoveling snow onto the big snowman in front of her. When she saw her brother-in-law and sister leaving, she pointed at them as if offering a treasure. "Sister, brother-in-law, look at the snowman I made. Isn't it beautiful?"

Yao Yue smiled widely, "Very beautiful. By the way, where's Xiao Qian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the snowman's head suddenly exploded, and then Song Qian's head with long black hair popped out from the snowman, looking at them with a smile.

"Hahaha, I am the Snow King, the king of winter!"

The smile on Yao Yue's face froze. She turned her head to look at her husband, her eyes full of smiles:

Look, this is your good sister!

Song Xuan turned his head to look into the distance, looking as if he had seen through the world and didn't care about it.

As long as I can't see it, I definitely won't be the one who's embarrassed!

"Clap clap clap!"

Applause broke out in the inn opposite.

But with a light shout, a figure flew down from the second floor and landed not far from Song Qian, looking at Song Qian and the others with excitement.

Song Xuan took a quick glance and saw that the man was very tall but very thin, like a bamboo pole. He was somewhat similar to Yun Zhonghe, whom he had killed before.

"I never thought that in this small Qinghe County, I would actually meet three stunning beauties. This trip was truly worthwhile!"

The man, carrying a pair of iron claws and steel staffs, saluted Song Qian and the others with a fist, his eyes gleaming with passion that could not be suppressed. "I have been nicknamed the Fairy in the Clouds. How would you ladies address me?"

"I can smell the stench of scum from a long way off!"

Victoria Song snorted in dissatisfaction, "What fairy in the clouds? Looking at your lustful appearance, you are a flower thief, right?"

The first case she handled with her brother when she debuted was a flower-stealing case. She had a very strong insight into flower thieves. She only needed to take a glance at the person in front of her to basically tell what kind of person he was.

In this person, Victoria Song saw the same nature as Tian Boguang.

Even more disgusting than Tian Boguang!

"Haha, girl, you have good eyesight!"

The tall, thin, ugly man laughed heartily. "If that's the case, then I'll stop pretending and lay my cards on the table. That's right, I'm the Flower Thief. Yun Zhonghe, one of the four great villains, died, and I took his place. I'm now ranked third!"

After saying that, he stared at Victoria Song with interest, "How is it, are you scared?"

"But don't be afraid. I love pretty girls like you who seem to have a weak brain. I will definitely love you well!"

Song Xuan and Song Qian looked at each other.

The meaning is very simple, who among you will deal with this kind of scum?

At this moment, a window was pushed open in the inn opposite, and a beautiful woman with heavy makeup and a baby in her arms started yelling at Yun Zhonghe with an angry face.

"Third Brother Yun, before you become so lustful, can you first check if the other party is worthy of your provoke?!"

"Didn't you see the two people wearing Taoist robes over there? How dare you mess with people wearing Taoist robes? If you want to die, can you please not drag me down with you?"

Yun Zhongxian was humiliated. Although his face looked ugly, the heat in his eyes subsided and he finally regained some consciousness.

After taking a closer look at Song Xuan, he felt a pang in his heart when he saw that he didn't seem to be afraid of his reputation as one of the four evil men.

It can't be such a coincidence that the four evil men just passed by here and stayed for one night. It's impossible that they met a Taoist master in this small county town, right?

Chapter 390 Victoria Song: Snowball fights are so fun!

Before, Yun Lao San was so horny that he didn't care about anything else. Now that his mind had regained clarity, he looked at Song Xuan again and felt that this young Taoist priest had an indescribable aura.

Feeling something was wrong, Yun Zhongxian didn't hesitate at all. With a hissing sound, his body moved as gracefully as an immortal, as if he was walking in the clouds, and he retreated backwards at a high speed.

But as soon as he retreated, he felt his whole body stiff and heavy, and his steps became disordered. He looked sideways and saw a white, slender hand pressing on his shoulder.

A faint voice sounded from behind, "Since you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Yun Zhongxian was very anxious, and his arms stretched back like a snake. The innate true energy in his palms continued to surge, like a giant snake ready to bite someone.

But the next moment, Yun Zhongxian felt a sharp pain in his arm. With a click, a spiral force spread up his entire arm, and the sound of bones breaking resounded clearly above the street.

Lian Xing had a sneer on her face.

After following her brother-in-law out for so long, this was the first time she found an opportunity to take action.

The masters she met before were either grand masters or great grand masters, so she couldn't help and could only stay away with her sister protecting her. Today, she was lucky, and finally a relatively weak master came. She, the second palace master of Yihua Palace, had a rare opportunity to show her abilities.

"stop!"

In the attic across the street, the woman holding the baby yelled angrily, swooped down, clenched her five fingers, with a sharp cold light flashing at her fingertips, and stabbed Lian Xing's neck with one claw!

Lian Xing waved her sleeves, raising a purple cloud. Snowflakes filled the sky and flew away like a whistling dragon. There was a loud bang, and the woman's chest visibly deflated. She spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.

At the same time, the baby in her hand flew out of her hand. Yao Yue raised her hand and the baby fell into her hand.

"Hey, isn't this the younger brother of Wu Jia Dalang from yesterday?"

Song Xuan took a look and thought, wow, it was really Wu Erlang. At this moment, the little kid didn't know what fear was at all. When he saw Song Xuan, he even laughed and stretched out his arms for a hug.

"Good boy!"

Song Xuan raised his hand and pinched Wu Erlang's chubby little face. With a thought, a shadow appeared at his location and dissipated in the wind.