The first simulation lasted 19 years, and Xu Xi and Xu Moli lived together for 18 years. The second simulation lasted 79 years, and Xu Xi and Krisa lived together for 73 years. From the perspective of time span alone. Xu Xi's life with the witch, and his life experience in the second simulation, far surpassed his sister. If we exclude the time when Moli suffered from the disaster of heaven and was forced to lie in bed in a coma. The time the brother and sister spent together was even less. So. Can we draw a conclusion. The feelings between him and his sister are far less than those of the witch? Xu Xi felt that this was not the case.
Emotions are not exactly the same. Some emotions will shine because of long-term companionship, and some emotions will highlight eternity because of the disappearance of a moment. In Xu Xi's heart, there has always been a place for Moli and his sister who he has watched grow up since childhood. That was a stupid child. He was shivering with cold, but he insisted on waiting for Xu Xi to return at the door. Although she was still young, she struggled to hold the oil umbrella to protect Xu Xi from the rain. Although she was dying, she was worried that her illness would affect Xu Xi's future. Is she stupid? Very stupid. Is she foolish? Very stupid. How many fools are there in the world? Xu Xi felt that there should be more than one, but the only one who really connected with him and snuggled up with him in the world of immortal cultivation was Xu Moli. Krisha had unique memories belonging to Krisha. Similarly, Xu Moli had memories unique to Xu Moli. Those memories. Those experiences. Together they formed a unique emotion, precious and beautiful. "..." The sound of birds chirping came from outside the window. They flapped their plump wings, shuttled between the dead leaves in autumn, and looked for a warm place for new leaves to sprout. The sun shone into the study, at a strange angle, diagonally through the double-opening wooden window. Falling on Xu Xi's face as he slowly closed his eyes.
Falling on the blood-red, crystal-clear eternal tears. "Is Mo Li blaming me for doing too much back then, so she refuses to see me?" In the study, the sigh echoed in the quiet space. Long before, Xu Xi had vaguely guessed that his sister was very likely by his side. But after several attempts, he did not get a response. And now. He finally confirmed that the clumsy and tearful sister was indeed by his side, but just didn't want to come out to see him. Is it a complaint? Is it anger? Xu Xi didn't understand the girl's thoughts, but he knew that he had to do something. The misunderstandings that had been formed in the simulation, the sad words that had been said to the girl, now, as a brother, Xu Xi should also give an answer to that stupid girl. But. What should I do to see the familiar figure who deliberately avoided me again? Xu Xi stared out the window quietly, his thoughts turning over a page in the wind with the fluttering dead leaves. After a long time. The door of the study was pushed open by Krisha. "Teacher, please have some tea." The witch brought afternoon tea. The porcelain cup was white and the liquid was boiling hot, showing the familiar light green color. "Thank you, Krisha," Xu Xi subconsciously took it and took a sip, and the long-lost bitterness quickly attacked the taste buds. It was the taste of the Qingshen Grass Magic Drink. "... so bitter," Xu Xi felt a little numb on his tongue. Thanks to the refreshing effect of Qingshen Grass, his mental power was a little more active, and the speed of thinking about problems was a little faster than usual. But the question is. As a sanctuary magician, does Xu Xi really need this improvement? "Krisa." "Any questions, mentor?" "Don't use Qingshen grass for afternoon tea in the future..." "Yes, I understand, please rest assured." Krisa wore a fluffy black and white dress, holding the cup and plate with both hands, and listened carefully to Xu Xi's opinions. The beautiful eyes were still empty and lifeless. It could only reflect Xu Xi's figure.
Very quiet. Very pure. Not changing with time, not blurred by years. ………… Yanshan City in autumn is cold and lonely. But perhaps with the addition of the witch, the courtyard seems full of vitality. Under the sunlight. The dragon blood grass glowed with a faint fluorescence, growing extremely vigorously in violation of the season, and the swaying posture made people feel bright. Jiaolong blood grass, red dragon blood grass. These two completely different kinds of dragon blood grass, under Krisa's care, show completely different beauty. The former has a faint smell of the sea and has the miraculous effect of giving dragon blood. After snakes and fish swallow it, they will transform into the lowest level of demon cultivators, thus having the slight possibility of purifying their blood and ascending to true dragons. The latter is red and hot. Animals will transform into sub-dragon species after taking it, and humans will gain the perception of fire elements after taking it., becoming an excellent fire magician seed. Because of its pleasing growth. It resulted in a large harvest. Xu Xi also sold a batch of dragon blood grass for this. Of course, the new dragon blood grass needs new dragon blood to nourish it. When the red dragon flew to Yanshan City tremblingly and saw the witch's figure, it slid to its knees at the speed of light. Claiming that as long as it was not killed, any amount of blood would be acceptable. The witch accepted the red dragon's request frankly and felt that Xu Xi's teachings were quite useful. The dragons were indeed very docile and would even offer dragon blood on their own initiative. The red dragon trembled and dared not refute. ………… The daily life of the courtyard, the housework of the house, and the planting of dragon blood grass were all taken care of by Krisa. But Xu Xi's pace of life did not relax because of this. After getting the necklace transformed from the Supreme Crown. Xu Xi almost never stopped. He stayed in the training room in the courtyard all day, exploring the use of space magic and time magic. With his hard work, he has mastered several basic uses of space magic. Space teleportation for short-distance combat and space transmission for long-distance crossing. Space slash to attack the enemy and space barrier to defend against the enemy.
"The use of attack and defense can only be said to be icing on the cake. I don't lack these two means." "The real key is the use of teleportation and transmission." "With the help of space magic, I don't have to fly slowly next time I need to go far away." "As for time magic, this is really difficult and difficult to control for a while. Perhaps only when I become a god can I really use the power of time." In the early morning of nearly two months later. Xu Xi slowly got up and stopped practicing. After two months of hard practice, in addition to mastering space magic, he also advanced to the stage of transformation, which is an unexpected small gain. The sky was a little dark at that time, as if a thunderstorm was coming, but it was shattered by the witch's eyes and returned to a bright and sunny sky at a faster speed. Escape. Click -- Click -- Xu Xi walked out of the training room and returned to his room. Looking at the collection cabinet and the sugar jar that came into view, he sighed softly. "Mo Li, that kid, still refuses to show up..."