Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 135

Taoist priest Xuanxu smiled bitterly and said: "My disciple is far more talented and capable than me, but she can't figure out her own destiny, and I can't figure out her destiny. In these years, I can only figure out one hexagram... "

He looked at Shen Xiujin with complicated eyes: "Master Shen, you are indeed Xiao Qiao's destined person. To her, you are the most special person in the world and the only warmth locked in her. Apart from being by your side, She can’t feel the temperature, so I asked her to come down the mountain to find you.”

"My apprentice lives alone in the ice and snow all year round... You are indeed as important to her as life. She didn't lie to you... But people without Qiqing don't know what love is." Xuanxu The Taoist priest looked at Shen Xiujin's face and said half-truthfully, "Qiao'er is young and doesn't understand anything. On TV, two people who become husband and wife can be together forever, so she wants to marry you and be with you forever. You’re in this together.”

lifetime……

Hearing these three words, Shen Xiujin's eyebrows moved slightly.

It was rare for him to be so patient, listening to an old man talking so much.

Shen Xiujin fiddled with the portable lighter with one hand and lit it. The flames jumped out and swayed slightly in the air.

He stared silently.

But the scene from a few hours ago came to mind. The little woman stood in front of him, putting her hand on it to burn... At that time, there was no fear in her eyes, she was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"..." Shen Xiujin slowly raised his hand and placed it on the firelight, feeling the burning sensation until the back of his cold white hand was burned red. He suddenly asked, "When she smiled at me, she was also Fake?"

"..."

Taoist priest Xuanxu picked up the fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth. He choked on the spot when he heard this.

No, is that the point?

"Probably not. Anyway, for her, there is nothing happier than seeing you..."

When she looked at him... was the excitement in her eyes real?

The restlessness in Shen Xiujin's heart was like flames.

The more pressure, the more chaos...

Su Qiao's smiling face lingered.

His face is getting colder and colder...

Taoist Master Xuanxu further requested: "Second Master Shen, my disciple is in very poor health. She faints easily every time she uses her spiritual power. Sometimes she even sleeps for several days without waking up. Her body is as cold as ice. But by your side, she can find relief... Please tolerate her, if you really don't like her, I will take her back to the mountain after a while."

He spoke with mixed feelings, while looking at Shen Xiujin's face, secretly wondering how much the Living King of Hell had a crush on his silly apprentice... Maybe, Shen Xiujin really couldn't let him go!

"Like it?" Shen Xiujin suddenly sneered. He raised his eyes, his deep gaze without any warmth, "You understand, it is she who needs me, not me who needs her. A person who is useless to me is no different from a dead person. !”

Why would she, a person with no emotions, dare to provoke him like this? !

Why should she let him mess up? ! !

Taoist Priest Xuanxu's face, which was most adaptable to the wind, showed a rare hint of anger.

"Second Master Shen, that's my apprentice who was raised with rice cereal!"

Taoist priest Xuanxu knew how much suffering that little girl endured and endured before she survived...

He couldn't tolerate anyone speaking so lightly of his little apprentice's life? !

Shen Xiujin's mouth still had a cold arc as she stared straight at Taoist Master Xuanxu until his anger subsided and he returned to calmness.

Taoist priest Xuanxu sat back on the sofa.

Shen Xiujin put the lighter in her hand on the coffee table and pushed it in front of Taoist Master Xuanxu.

"I cooperated with you to complete this play in front of Su Qiao, and now it's your turn." Shen Xiujin suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and changed the subject, "You said you had a way to use my mother's belongings and the birth date to make two We'll find her within a few days. This is my mother's thing..."