Xie Zhuoxing looked up blankly at the person squatting in front of him. The ball that fell to the ground continued to roll and hit the toe of the person's shoe. The person lowered his head to pick up the ball, handed it to it, and was kind to it.

He grinned: "If your father is not here, then where is he?"

His shadow was reflected in Xie Zhuoxing's clear gray-blue pupils. It opened its mouth and whispered: "My father..."

He nodded to Junze and looked at it encouragingly.

Under his gaze, a layer of watery light quickly appeared in the gray-blue eyes of the cub. Xiang Junze was stunned. Before he realized what happened, the cub in front of him suddenly frowned, extremely sad.

The ground cried out.

Just as Xiang Junze was confused by the cub that he had made cry, and was trying to coax it, Taoist Xuanming and Xie Wanyou, who heard the cub's cry, rushed out of the hall quickly.

"What's going on!" Taoist Xuanming found his second apprentice squatting in front of the crying cub, with a bit of confusion and panic on his expression. He immediately blew his beard and glared: "Are you bullying Xiaobai?"

Xiang Junze couldn't argue: "I...I didn't, Master!"

Taoist Xuanming didn't have time to listen to his sophistry, and quickly pushed aside the distressed Xie Wanyou who came forward. He held the cub in his arms like a beloved one, and while shaking it, he coaxed in a soft voice: "What's the matter, my dear?

Isn't this uncle bullying you? Tell grandpa, grandpa is taking it out on you."

"Uncle, uncle said..." Xie Zhuoxing cried so hard that he hiccupped, and his tears rolled down in big drops, wetting the fluffy and soft fur on his body, and Taoist Xuanming was so distressed.

No, while pinching the corner of his clothes to wipe its tears, he said softer and softer: "Don't cry, don't cry. It's so pitiful. Speak slowly. Grandpa is here to support you."

Xie Zhuoxing slowly stopped crying, but the hiccups did not stop immediately. He quickly glanced at Xiang Junze with tears in his eyes, said with red eyes and a frown: "Uncle said, Xiaobai's father is no longer here, Xiaobai

He is a child without a father."

"What!" Taoist Xuanming opened his eyes wide in an instant, stared at the second disciple in disbelief, and suppressed his anger and said: "Junze, how could you say such vicious words to a child!"

"Master, I was wronged!" Xiang Junze was also shocked. He clearly just asked Xiaobai if his father was here, why was it misinterpreted to mean this? He hurriedly defended: "How could I say such a thing?

Well, I just asked it who its father is..."

When he mentioned it, Taoist Xuanming became even more angry: "Can I ask this? Who doesn't know Xiaobai-"

Considering that the cub was still there, Taoist Xuanming stopped talking in time and touched the child's little head with an ugly expression.

Xie Wanyou, who was standing next to him, also changed his expression slightly and looked at Xiang Junze with an inquiring gaze.

Xie Zhuoxing sniffed at this time: "Uncle also said... Xiaobai's eyes are very similar to his uncle's fifth master, and he wants Xiaobai to recognize his fifth master as his father..."

Taoist Xuanming was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the cub called Xie Wanyou mother. If it recognized the fifth junior brother as its father... what a mess the generational hierarchy would be!

When did his second disciple become such an unreasonable person?

Taoist Xuanming frowned, and his eyes were full of anger: "I think you have lost your mind! Go to Siguo Cliff and reflect for three days, and come back when your mind is clear!"

At this time, Xiang Junze's expression really changed, and he pointed at Xie Zhuoxing excitedly and said: "Master, it's talking nonsense! I didn't say those words at all, it was because it understood it wrong - Xiaobai, you are so young

, how can you be such a bad boy who lies? Tell Master, what exactly did I ask you just now? I obviously just asked you if you have anything to do with Uncle Fifth..."

When he said this, he bit his lip fiercely.

Xie Zhuoxing seemed to be frightened by him, the hair all over his body exploded, and he trembled and buried his head in Taoist Xuanming's arms.

"That's enough!" Taoist Xuanming couldn't bear it anymore and angrily shouted: "Xiaobai is only three years old, can he lie? You are still making excuses for me here - you can go to the cliff right now!"

Xiang Junze's expression changed for a moment, he glared at Xie Zhuoxing, and finally closed his mouth, cupped his hands in front of Taoist Xuanming, and withdrew with a cold face.

After he left, Taoist Xuanming caressed the child

He put his hand on Zai's back and said in a soft voice: "It's okay, the bad uncle was driven away by grandpa."

Xie Zhuoxing still buried his face in his arms and said dullly: "Xiao Bai is not a bad boy, uncle is."

"Yes, how can our Xiaobai be a bad boy? Don't listen to that uncle." Taoist Xuanming shook the cub in his arms and sighed: "That uncle wasn't like this before. I don't know why, but recently,

You're getting more and more impetuous... Let's not talk about him anymore, grandpa, can you take some sweets with you?"

Xie Zhuoxing looked up at Xie Wanyou hesitantly. Seeing this, Taoist Xuanming said to Xie Wanyou with a pleasant look: "Wanyou, you go and deliver medicinal materials to your master first, and leave Xiaobai here for now. I'll play with him for a while.

.”

Xie Wanyou responded hesitantly and touched Zaizai's little head: "Mom will be back soon."

Xie Zhuoxing shook his tail, raised his little face, and there was no sadness in his eyes: "Mother, go quickly, Xiaobai will wait for mother obediently~"

After Xie Wanyou left, Taoist Xuanming returned to the hall with the cub in his arms, placed a plate of dragon beard candies, and looked at the cub lying in his arms with a smile, holding a piece of candy with his little paws, squinting and sipping it.

eat.

Taoist Xuanming touched the cub's little ears and then touched its back paws with pink paw pads, and felt that everything was so cute.

I don’t know where Xie Wanyou got the wild spirit beast cub from, and how he could be so lovable.

Taoist Xuanming looked at Xie Zhuoxing lovingly: "My dear, are you not sad now?"

Xie Zhuoxing shook his tail: "Thank you, Grandpa, Xiaobai is no longer sad."

Taoist Xuanming patiently talked to it about the principles of life: "Everyone's life is not perfect. Although Xiaobai's father is not with Xiaobai, there are still many people who love Xiaobai, right? People care too much about themselves.

If you don’t have something, you will not be happy. We must see what we have.”

Xie Zhuoxing blinked: "Xiao Bai understands."

Taoist Xuanming was very pleased and praised it: "Xiaobai, grandpa's good baby."

It was probably due to some kind of fate. Xie Wanyou only brought Xie Zhuoxing here a few times, and Taoist Xuanming felt that this child looked very kind to him. The more he came in contact with him, the more Taoist Xuanming liked him.

Children have great forgetfulness, and it didn't take long for them to forget the unpleasantness just now. Taoist Xuanming cleaned the ball and happily played pushball with the cub on the table.

As soon as Taoist Xuanming rolled the ball to Xie Zhuoxing, an uninvited guest came in from the door.

Taoist Xuanming caught a glimpse of that person out of the corner of his eye, and like a conditioned reflex, he hurriedly hid all the fragile items such as teacups, vases, and so on.

Feng Ranzhou entered the door and asked with a half-smile, "Senior brother, what do you mean?"

Taoist Xuanming coughed lightly: "It's not interesting... what brought you here, junior brother?"

Feng Ranzhi glanced at the cub who was having fun. Of course he didn't come here on a whim. Just now Xie Wanyou contacted him and told him about Xiang Junze.

Xiaobai would not target someone for no reason. The only possibility was that Xiang Junze was the suspicious person that Xie Wanyou discovered that day.

Feng Ranzhou sat down on the chair on the other side and casually pressed the rolling ball under his palm: "Nothing, come and see senior brother."

Xie Zhuoxing chased after him and tried hard to dig his hand with his claws, trying to save his little ball.

"You are suddenly so enthusiastic, which makes me feel a little malicious..." Taoist Xuanming saw the child trying hard to find the ball from under his hand, and couldn't help but said: "Why are you pressing the ball? Just return the ball."

Give it to the child."

It's so shameless for such a big adult tiger to bully a child.

Feng Ranzhou stretched out his finger maliciously, and the ball flew out. Xie Zhuoxing let out an "ouch" and jumped off the table after the flying ball.

Taoist Xuanming: "..."

After so many years of not seeing each other, how could his junior brother still have such a bad character?

Taoist Xuanming sighed: "Did you go to see Master yesterday?"

"Yes, I have seen it before," Feng Ranzhou lowered his eyes: "I told Master what happened in the past few years."

Taoist Xuanming nodded with emotion: "Master, if I see you

, I must be very happy."

At this time, Xie Zhuoxing held the ball in his mouth and jumped lightly onto Taoist Xuanming's lap. He lowered his head and put the ball in his hand. Taoist Xuanming happily touched its head: "It's so good.

.”

He put the ball back on the table and pushed it towards Feng Ranzhou. Before Xie Zhuoxing could catch up, Feng Ranzhou held down the ball and pushed it back: "I heard that senior brother just drove his second apprentice to Si Guo Cliff.

Already?"

When this matter was mentioned, Taoist Xuanming became angry: "This evil disciple, for some reason over the years, has turned into what he is now!"

He caught the ball and pushed it toward Feng Ranzhou. Xie Zhuoxing, who was chasing the ball, stopped suddenly and ran back with a groan.

Feng Ranzhou said calmly: "Senior brother, I remember when I fell into the Demonic Abyss, you still confiscated the second disciple, right?"

Although Taoist Xuanming was curious as to why the fifth junior brother was suddenly interested in his second disciple, he still replied: "Yes, there are fewer and fewer good swordsmen in recent years, and many people want to worship me as their teacher.

I didn't even agree, but Junze insisted all the time, saying that if he didn't become my disciple, he would rather become an outer disciple."

Taoist Xuanming pressed his eyebrows: "He has been training hard in the outer sect for five years. I saw that he had a good nature, was willing to endure hardships and stood hard work, and sincerely wanted to worship me as his teacher, so I was relieved."

Feng Ranzhou pinched the ball, made several feints to avoid the cub's claws trying to grab the ball, and passed the ball to Taoist Xuan Ming: "Senior brother is so troubled now, it must be because he is not that attentive."

"Well, almost." Taoist Xuanming caught the ball and handed it to the chasing cub: "In recent years, I often feel that he has put his mind elsewhere. Instead of practicing sword practice, he always runs away.

Care about things that have nothing to do with him..."

Feng Ranzhou suddenly asked: "Does he often care about the sixth junior brother's condition?"

Taoist Xuanming changed his distressed expression and looked at Feng Ranzhou in surprise: "Yes, how did you know?"

"..."

Feng Ranzhou sighed silently.

The people of Xuancang Sword Sect focus on practicing swordsmanship. Although their cultivation is high, they are really unskilled in dealing with conspiracies and conspiracies...
To be continued...