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The second thousand three hundred and sixty-five chapters of the biography of the saint!(2/3)

"Destroy the family tradition!"

Xiao Wuyuan snorted coldly.

"what to do?"

"Tell dad first and see what he says.

If dad doesn't care, find an opportunity and kill him with one sword."

There was a hint of murderous intent in Xiao Wuyuan's voice.

"Auntie probably won't be able to bear it."

Xiao Wu smiled delicately.

"So what if she doesn't want to let go? Apart from seniority, what else can she use to pressure me?"

Xiao Wuyuan spoke coldly.

...Qingheyuan.

Xiao Jianxi followed Su Xuan in with a sad expression.

"Xuan'er, are you blaming your aunt?"

Xiao Jianxi asked in a low voice.

"Why blame you?"

Su Xuan didn't mind asking.

"I know you don't like the banquet, but I force you to go.

Those people must have ridiculed you before, and I naively thought that Xiaowu would help you.

And Lu...Dan Luding, you seem to dislike him treating you."

Xiao Jianxi secretly looked at Su Xuan's face.

"I said, this is in vain."

Su Xuan said lightly.

"But your body needs to be healed."

Xiao Jianxi said distressedly.

"Oh, if you need medical treatment, it's not something they can do.

He's just a sixth-level person, he doesn't deserve it."

Su Xuan sneered.

"It seems you are still blaming Auntie."

Xiao Jianxi sighed, feeling that Su Xuan was speaking out of anger.

Su Xuan didn't bother to explain, and just said: "From now on, if you have to ask him to go alone, don't drag me along."

"Xuan'er doesn't want my aunt to see him?"

Xiao Jianxi pursed her lips, walked up to Su Xuan, and looked directly into his eyes.

Looking at the gentle, guilty, and distressed eyes, Su Xuan quietly avoided it for some reason.

"what ever."

He snorted.

"That means you are unhappy."

Xiao Jianxi gently held Su Xuan's hand: "Auntie, I won't see him again."

Su Xuan felt strange in his heart.

"Can you forgive me, aunt?"

Xiao Jianxi said again.

"I don't blame you."

Su Xuan said angrily.

"You are indeed angry with aunt."

Xiao Jianxi said sadly.

Su Xuan suddenly felt a headache and really didn't know what to say.

He would rather Xiao Jianxi show off to him.

It doesn't matter if you spray him.

Such gentleness made Su Xuan a little helpless.

For Su Xuan, this is the real soft knife.

However, when Su Xuan scolded Xiao Jianxi, she was not upset, and instead comforted him so that he wouldn't get angry... What should he do?

"Auntie will never make you angry or force you to do things you don't want to do from now on.

If it is not cured, it will be cured. I will protect you from now on."

Xiao Jianxi said softly, holding Su Xuan's hand a little harder.

The night is like water and the moon is dim.

Su Xuan stared blankly at this watery woman, her flawless white face revealed a light that made Su Xuan not want to look directly at her.

"Why are you so nice to me? We have only known each other for a few days."

Su Xuan asked softly.

"Because it's you, Xuan'er."

Xiao Jianxi said without thinking, and then asked cautiously: "Xuan'er, can you stop being angry?"

Su Xuan sighed helplessly.

After a long silence, he whispered: "I want to play the piano."

Under the moonlight, in the small pavilion.

Su Xuan, who was dressed in a mountain robe, was sitting cross-legged with a simple gold and red guqin on his knees.

Under the moonlight, Su Xuan's resolute face was indescribably extraordinary and handsome.

Su Xuan gently plucked the strings, and a faint, cold, and tranquil sound came out.

In order to appease Xiaowan's injured soul, Su Xuan spent a lot of time practicing the piano.

Moreover, what Su Xuan practiced was an ancient piano technique that could soothe the soul.

In the quiet courtyard, the elegant music of the piano continued to sound.

Xiao Jianxi stared blankly, her uneasy heart slowly calming down.

"It turns out that Xuan'er plays the piano so beautifully."

She looked at Su Xuan and felt the mottled emotions in the sound of the piano, but she was a little crazy for a moment.

In the following time, Xiao Jianxi did not talk about Su Xuan's body anymore. She only gave Su Xuan some mild elixirs to recuperate from time to time, and used her own spiritual energy to warm Su Xuan's physical body.

And Xiao Jianxi seemed to understand other people's attitudes towards Su Xuan. Sometimes Su Xuan wanted to go out alone, but he was not allowed. Su Xuan had to take her with him.

This incident made Su Xuan very distressed. He felt that Xiao Jianxi had truly entered the role of an elder, letting him go in everything and taking care of him in everything.

However, under Xiao Jianxi's meticulous care, Su Xuan's spirit miraculously improved.

This surprised Su Xuan. After all, in his current state, he would definitely continue to decline unless he unlocked his own cultivation.

Xiao Jianxi was happy about this for a long time, feeling that as long as she took good care of him, Su Xuan would slowly get better.

This caused Xiao Jianxi to be even more attentive to Su Xuan. If it weren't for the difference between men and women, she would have wanted to stay together at night... Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Under Xiao Jianxi's constant surveillance, Su Xuan was not harassed or ridiculed at all.

This day.

The night is as dark as ink.

In Su Xuan's house.

Yaoguang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared next to Su Xuan with a smile.

"Master, although I'm sorry to disturb you in this gentle village, I still have something to tell you."

Fluttering light stared at Su Xuan teasingly.

"If you fart, hurry up."

"Tsk, tsk, after being a pretty boy for a few months, my temper is getting worse."

Fluctlight chuckled.
To be continued...
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