Night falls, Yunchuan Airport.

Looking at Jiang Qingyan who was gradually disappearing from his sight, Jun Shaoyan took out his phone and opened the WeChat message, and opened the chat interface with Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qingyan: I am Jiang Qingyan.

The above is what you say hello.

Jun Wuxi: Safe all the way.

The other party is entering...

After a few dozen seconds.

Jiang Qingyan: OK.

Touching his nose bridge and putting his cell phone back in his pocket, Jun Shaoyan looked up at Fanxing.

I often accompany myself in my previous life. The emotion called loneliness has not appeared for a long time.

It seems that it is because I have people who care about me in this world...

He looks very serious, but he is very casual in life. He calls him a cheap dad who calls him brother when he drinks too much.

He is kind and kind, always takes care of the details, and he will care about the cheap stepmothers who care about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In addition, they occasionally reveal a little strength, but they get along very gently under normal conditions and have a shy physique.

By the way, there are two uncles who have never met before. The second uncle is called Jun Tianchen and the third uncle is called Jun Tianlin.

I wonder if I will call him brothers after drinking too much.

"Uncle Wei, do you have cigarettes?" Jun Shaoyan turned around and asked, and he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

"This, young master, isn't it suitable?" Wei Jing was a little embarrassed. It was true that he had cigarettes, but he didn't dare to give them to them.

"I can't say it, Uncle Wei is not at ease with me?" Jun Shaoyan smiled.

"Okay" Wei Jing finally took out the cigarette box in his pocket, took out a cigarette, but he didn't hand it to Jun Shaoyan for a long time.

Seeing his hesitant look, Jun Shaoyan was really afraid that he would pinch off half of the cigarette, so he simply took it to his mouth and then looked at Wei Jing quietly.

"Young Master, Fire"

Wei Jing took out the lighter and pointed it out to Jun Shaoyan.

He figured it out that killing one person is a crime, and killing ten people is also a crime...

Anyway, it's almost the same thing.

"Ahem...this cigarette is so spicy!"

Jun Shaoyan almost coughed up tears after taking a sip.

"I'll buy Bao Huazi," said Wei Jing.

"No, that thing is dizzy"

After smoking, Jun Shaoyan extinguished the cigarette butt and said with a smile: "Just just smoke one occasionally, let's go, go back."

"Okay, young master" Wei Jing said, he wanted to leave long ago.

With the time of this cigarette, he lent out the lighter at least five times.

Silent all the way...

When he got home, Jun Shaoyan took out the sword box and pulled out the four-foot-slashing horse sword inside.

"Ling'er, eat it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling'er got into the sword.

"Aowu...biaji...biaji..."

Thinking of Xiao Ling'er's madness, Jun Shaoyan smiled lightly and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing and waning.

Two months are not long, and they are not short.

But it is not difficult to get ahead of time. For example, the Youth Martial Arts Competition will enter the national competition, so you can go to Jicheng to set up a hotel in advance and wait for the day when the national competition begins.

During this period, it will be at least five days of free time, so she will take her to visit Jicheng.

After that, after the national competition is over, you can report in advance and go through the school entrance procedures after you get the admission qualification.

Two months have been shortened to one month, and I feel much more comfortable when I think about it this way.

"Brother... Ling'er... is so full... burp..."

Ling'er drilled out of the sword body and turned into the appearance of a silver-haired little loli when she first met.

The baby's fat little face and those pure eyes were very cute. It melted Jun Shaoyan's heart almost instantly and dispelled the remaining sorrow in his heart.

"Isn't the little acupuncture bag angry?" Jun Shaoyan's big palm fell on Ling'er's little head and rubbed it gently.

"Ling'er... isn't... angry... hiccup..." Ling'er's expression was full of seriousness, but the last hiccup was destroyed by the last hiccup.

"It's so cute." Jun Shaoyan pinched Ling'er's little face again, and then asked, "Is there any change after eating it?"

"Um...um...um..."

Ling'er was thinking about this question with her little head, and after a while, she replied: "It's very full! Hiccup!"

Jun Shaoyan, who was full of anticipation, slapped his forehead and almost broke his waist by this answer.

"You, I don't know when I can help my brother." Jun Shaoyan poked Ling'er's little face.

"Ling'er can now help her brother fight," Ling'er blinked her lively eyes and replied.

Jun Shaoyan immediately understood what Ling'er meant.

Although Ling'er can't turn into a real sword now, she can be possessed in the spiritless sword.

For example, the four-foot horse-slashing sword in front of you that was eaten by Ling'er!

"Ling'er, go to the sword first," Jun Shaoyan thought about it and said.

Ling'er nodded in ignorance and drilled into the sword.

Then he began to unbutton his shirt and prepared to change into Shadow Armor.

Shadow Armor is the name he gave to his customized armor.

The body of the shadow beetle is refined, and the thickest part of all parts is only 2cm thick, and the color is still mysterious and deep black.

So although the word "Shadow" is a bit terrible, it is quite appropriate.

"Ling'er, close your eyes," Jun Shaoyan said again.

With the same mind and intentions, he could clearly notice that Ling'er was "looking" at him, and he still widened his eyes and refused to let go of a trace of details.

Although Ling'er is a sword spirit, it does not need to follow human social ideology, which is the so-called morality or ethics.

But he is a human being and deserves to follow all this.

"Ao..."

Ling'er's tone was a little disappointed, and at the same time she conveyed her emotions to Jun Shaoyan's heart.

“…”

Jun Shaoyan ignored Ling'er's disappointment, took off his shirt and outer pants, and assembled the parts of the Shadow Armor on his body.

For no reason, he thought of the cool robotic arm that helped Stark wear armor in Iron Man.

In comparison, he still needs to wear it manually one by one...it's a real price reduction.

Then, he thought of the six robotic arms behind his father.

It seems like it can be done?

"Brother of the system, when will I give me the entire weapon selection card?"

【Weapon Selection Card is Random…】

"Okay, shut up"

Jun Shaoyan put on the last part, pulled down the mask on his helmet, and covered his entire face.

Walking to the full-body mirror, looking at yourself in the mirror.

The streamlined black armor is very close to the body, and can move freely at every joint. It is extremely light in weight, with an overall weight of less than 5kg, which has a very low impact on body fluidity.

Looking closely at the appearance, the streamlined style is extremely ergonomic, but each part of the armor has been polished to form a very textured black matte surface.

Combined with the hard edges and corners at the joints, the overall style of a futuristic science fiction mecha is revealed.

In addition, he also found that there was a snap on the belt part of the armor, which could put the long sword into the tightly-sewn snap, without shaking at all.

"Ling'er, can you keep Luo Ying?"

Jun Shaoyan held the hilt of the sword wrapped with a black tung rope.

"As long as...brother...will...you can!"

After receiving Ling'er's affirmative reply, Jun Shaoyan smiled and lowered his body to draw his sword.

The silver sword energy burst out, drawing beautiful curves under the moonlight.

Drawing the sword is a slash!

After a while, Jun Shaoyan put his sword in the snap, silently watching the power of his attack.

Yu Wei cut the desk.

And this time, there were windowsills and curtains...

Hum? Why are there two figures in the front yard?

After a closer look, he found that it was the cheap father and stepmother who worked overtime, and he witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

"She, are you a Husky?" Jun Tianyu shouted.

Jiang Shuyu covered her lips and chuckled. She was dealing with the matter of Jun Shaoyan changing the desk.

"Good night, dad, aunty, dad! Oh my!"

Jun Shaoyan responded, retracted his head, took off his armor, put on the bed and covered him with a quilt, and fell asleep in one second.

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Surprise!

Didn't expect it to be updated in the middle of the night?

I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to sleep today. My mind was full of plots about novels, so I just started to write.
Chapter completed!