This is My Planet

At this time, Xia Guixuan had already returned to the bamboo building on the mountain in the ecological garden, looking at the hanging paintings in a daze.

He didn't pay attention to the turmoil on the Internet. After that kiss, his emotions were different from those of everyone else.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked.

Part of what Ling Moxue thought was correct, he really didn't take kissing a slave girl seriously, the old slavery.

The female slaves he has played with may not be counted by himself. When did he care what they think, they are all dead by now. Their lives are very short... He even killed them himself.

The early civilization of mankind was not as beautiful as Ah Jiu's writings, it was so cruel that most modern people could not be substituted.

Don't mention anything as another person, does that count? Will say sorry, think that the kindness is not owed, but the mentality is not the same now.

At the beginning, it was indeed the past that should be cast aside. Xia Guixuan had always done this on his way of practice. He put aside the past and focused on the Dao, so he was able to forge ahead bravely and practice rapidly.

My sister wanted to kiss, but he pushed her away.

My sister is not as beautiful as them?

No, that's just because they are tool people, even Ling Moxue, but you are not.

The autumn orchids are green, and the green leaves are purple stems. The hall is full of beauties, and suddenly I am alone with Yu Xi.

They don't even deserve to have a name, and they have forgotten what they look like, but you can't.

Once tied, it is to fall into the sea of ​​love.

It's not good for me, and it's not good for you... Once the god of marriage plays a role in marriage, even the priesthood will collapse.

Don't you really know?

Don't say anything when you come in, don't say anything when you go out, you have to say goodbye.

But what would happen if we kissed at that time?

Now due to injury, there is a flaw in the mind, so recalling the past, feeling depressed, thinking whether it is regret, whether it is a mistake... But in fact, Xia Guixuan is very clear in his heart, at this time and that time, at least the choice at that time was right.

If she was included in the palace at that time, the entire god system might have problems. Leaving aside the Dao, the system must first be in turmoil, and judging from her priesthood practice, it is absolutely impossible to make any progress, or even go backwards. The foreign enemy is still there, and the chain reaction triggered will most likely be a tragedy, not the beauty of the emperor and queen staying together.

She can act emotionally, but as the Eastern Emperor, she is responsible for the safety of the whole world, so she must be as calm as ice.

Of course... In terms of selfishness, I really don't want to be tied down anymore.

Since I have never touched you, I have always treated you as my sister, why must I be responsible? It doesn't make sense.

There is nothing wrong with public or private...

It's just that some things may not be distinguished with absolute reason and calmness. Humans are not machines, and immortals are not stones, so I have pondered on it till now.

So why do some people say that it is the hardest to bear the grace of a beauty...

A kiss today may have made up for some regrets, resulting in a clearer mind and a sign of recovery from the injuries. It's right to let go of some self-restraint... I have left everything behind and roamed the heavens, so why should I still be so cautious?

While in a trance, there was the sound of a tiger roaring in the mountains, and the shock of bang bang bang flashed, and the tiger roar turned into a loud cry.

Fat Tiger was beaten and cried again.

Xia Guixuan watched silently as the little fox rushed up the mountain aggressively and entered the bamboo building all the way.

Yo, so you know you're coming back. I thought you'd been obsessed with steamed buns in the capital? Yin Xiaoru was a little surprised when she saw him standing in the hall, she never thought that she would really see Xia Guixuan.

Xia Guixuan smiled: Steamed buns? She may not be like this.

? Yin Xiaoru was very surprised: Is Ling Moxue's mouth full of honey? You came back with honey, and your mouth is so sweet?

Xia Guixuan didn't even know how sweet his sentence was, it was clearly intended to be teasing, okay?

But this Erha didn't feel it at all, instead it seemed like she was praising her with honey on her mouth.

Xia Guixuan really couldn't help laughing every time he saw her: I'm an actor, you've read the contract, how rare is it to shoot a kiss scene, why did you go to the mountains in the middle of the night to beat the fat tiger?

The other actor is an actor, you really think you are an actor! Yin Xiaoru almost didn't jump up: You are a cultivator! Teng Yun's late stage might be more powerful, maybe more, you will lie to me!

But... Xia Guixuan asked back: Is there any conflict between cultivators and actors?

Yin Xiaoru was dumbfounded, she stared straight for a long time before saying: No, didn't you say that those who cultivate immortals should avoid this kind of worldly mortal world? The show business circle is Vanity Fair, so it's against harmony to roll around here!

I'm just playing for fun, and I'm not really a vanity fair...

You're popular! It's all over the Internet!

What's wrong with me if others make trouble?

... Yin Xiaoru got stuck, and simply asked, Ling Moxue is also playing?

Xia Guixuan seemed to answer casually: If so?

Yin Xiaoru opened her mouth halfway, the words were stuck in her throat and she didn't know what to say.

Xia Guixuan's eyes were evil: Do you still want to play Chang'e? According to the plot of Xiaojiu's sand sculpture, if Si Taikang really wants to have sex with her, most of them should use force.

I... Yin Xiaoru subconsciously took half a step back.

You see, when I was serious, you always wanted to provoke me. I really took the initiative, and your legs trembled in fright. Xia Guixuan laughed dumbly: Ye Gong is a dragon, that's all. I told you earlier that your closeness and trust in me are affected by other factors, not your intention. Little fox, don't think too much, how about practicing hard?

After finishing speaking, he didn't talk much, and turned around to look at his painting.

You... Yin Xiaoru looked at his back with some hesitation, and said hesitantly: Since you are playing Ling Moxue, why are you so kind to me? You seem to be afraid that I will be hurt.

Xia Guixuan was startled, then laughed again: You actually know that this is good for you, don't you mean that you have no conscience to look down on you?

Yin Xiaoru kept a straight face and didn't answer.

Because... Xia Guixuan put away his smile, looked at the portrait, and his voice was as low as talking to himself: You are the one who wants to take care of me like a little demon who just came out of the mountain... sister.

Yin Xiaoru followed the painting thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, Do you like this feeling, or do you want to avoid it?

Xia Guixuan was silent.

Yin Xiaoru smiled slightly: Come for dinner tomorrow morning, little brother.

An aggressive search for trouble turned into this way down the mountain. Yin Xiao didn't know why her emotions became so outrageous following his every move on the way down the mountain. It was like some kind of deception.

But it really didn't hit any tricks.

Yin Xiaoru faintly felt that he might not be able to recognize what he was thinking, and he might not have understood her Yin Xiaoru.

Even if he looks so awesome that he seems to know everything.

Is it really because of other factors that I get so close to you?

Yin Xiaoru always felt uncertain.

Passing by Fat Hu, Fat Hu was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but she pulled him back and rubbed his head: Fat Hu, you said that people are at different times, and still use the original judgment, is it called Kezhouqiujian?

Fat Tiger was dumbfounded.

Some people think they are smart, but they may not be really transparent... Maybe it's because of what he said before, he was injured? They practice in the immortal way, and the injury may indeed affect their mood, confusion and uncertainty. The deeper the practice, the more serious it may be in this aspect. Yin Xiaoru rubbed Fat Tiger's round face vigorously: I feel that he looks powerful, but he is actually a little pitiful. He is clearly a hard-talking dead tsundere.

Fat Tiger feels that he is even more pitiful, don't you know that my face hurts?

I'll see if he comes to eat tomorrow morning or not. Yin Xiaoru didn't say this, and said in her heart: A stinky brother who seems to be heartless but actually longs for tenderness, how can he hide it from me, a vixen?

Yin Xiaoru pushed Fat Hu's face away, got up and proudly flicked her long hair, and strode down the mountain.