Five hundred and ninetieth chapters have friends from afar
The mansion of the Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan is no different from the world's rich and powerful families, but in order to operate this "similarity", the amount of immortal money consumed is an astonishing amount.
Sun Juyuan sat on a bamboo mat that almost covered the entire corridor. On each of the four corners of the mat was a delicate paperweight of different materials.
The Middle-earth Sword Immortal Ku Xia stood aside with a solemn expression.
Sun Juyuan said with a smile: "It didn't start well. I don't blame Lin Junbi for omissions, but I blame you for not getting the name well. It's summer. As a result, you suffered a bitter summer, so Lin Junbi will be affected."
Ku Xia said helplessly: "He shouldn't provoke Ning Yao."
Sun Juyuan smiled and said: "Isn't this nonsense? How many people watched the Sword Immortal fight before? Thirty? Counting those who didn't show up, our place hasn't been so lively for a long time."
Ku Xia sighed with emotion: "It would be a great blessing for such a woman to marry into the Shaoyuan Dynasty. With my luck in swordsmanship, I might be able to lift a mountain peak out of thin air."
Sun Juyuan sneered and said: "Don't be wishful thinking here. Lin Junbi is already the sword luck of your Shaoyuan Dynasty, how about it? We Ning Yatou have no chance to remember his name. Besides, Ning Yatou once left the sword alone.
The Great Wall of Qi has passed through many continents in your vast world, but no one can keep it, so if you don't have the ability to hold it, don't blame Ning Yatou for being too visionary."
Sun Juyuan was suddenly surprised and said: "Does the Imperial Master of your Shaoyuan Dynasty really want Lin Junbi to poach us? Isn't it clear that Lin Junbi himself is clear?"
The bitter summer is silent.
Sun Juyuan no longer had the slightest hint of joking, and said in a deep voice: "If it is true, I advise you to give up this idea and kill this thought in Lin Junbi's heart directly. There are some things that cannot be bigger than the dignity of the Shaoyuan Dynasty's Imperial Master.
A swordsman's own life and path. Once Lin Junbi, a fledgling young man, doesn't know the importance of the situation, there is no need for Ning Yao to take action. With only Chen Ping'an's scheming skills, Lin Junbi and the others, including the border, will be destroyed.
If you can’t eat, you’ll have to walk around.”
Ku Xia turned her head and asked doubtfully: "I have heard some stories about this young man. The young people in the Sword Qi Great Wall are afraid of him. I am not surprised. Why do you, a swordsman like you, look up to him so highly?"
As for some inside stories, even if he had a fatal friendship with Sun Juyuan, Sword Immortal Kuxia still wouldn't say much, so he simply didn't go into it in depth.
Sun Juyuan sat cross-legged, turned over his palms, and there was an extra wine glass. Just shake it gently, and the wine would grow on its own. This cup is the first-class favorite of the immortal drunkards in the world, and it is even better than the wine worm, because this cup
The cup is called "Jiuquan". Unless you drink continuously all day long, drinking hundreds of kilograms in one breath, then this small wine cup is simply a big wine vat that you can drink endlessly. So this cup, in
There are countless swords in the Great Wall of Drunkard, but there are only three in total.
One is in the hands of Sun Juyuan, and the other is in the hands of Yan Ming, but since this swordsman broke his arms and fell into decline, he seems to have stopped drinking. The last one is in the hands of the old swordsman of the Qi family.
Historically, there were as many as five Jiuquan cups in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but when someone set up a gambling game, a pair of them were deceived and deceived. Now I don't know if they have returned to the world, or they have been brought directly to the Qing Dynasty.
After acquiring the place outside the underworld, they euphemistically call it "good things come in pairs", making them a couple. Otherwise, they would be single and single like their master, which would be too pitiful.
Sun Juyuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the wine in the glass surged like a fountain. He filled the glass himself. Sun Juyuan smiled and said: "Ku Xia, what do you think a person who is powerful should be like?"
Ku Xia shook his head and said: "I have never thought about this matter, and I am too lazy to think about it. So I beg Sun Jianxian to speak clearly."
Sun Juyuan held the wine glass between his fingers, turned it gently, stared at the subtle ripples in the glass, and said slowly: "Let good people think that this person is a good person, and let those who are enemies of him, no matter good or bad, no matter their respective positions, be there."
Deep down, I am willing to admit that this person is a good person."
Ku Xia thought for a long time and nodded: "Terrible."
Sun Juyuan shook his head and said: "This is not the most terrifying thing."
Ku Xia frowned and said, "What's the explanation?"
Sun Juyuan said slowly: "What's even more terrifying is that this person is really a good person."
This is how my heart sees the world, and this is how the world should see me.
Sun Juyuan thought of the Seal Book of the Hundred Sword Immortals. One of the seals had the seal text "Guan Tao Guan Dao Guan Dao."
Very interesting.
It's a pity that the seal that Sun Juyuan took a fancy to has long since disappeared and was secretly pocketed by some swordsman.
Sun Juyuan suddenly burst into laughter and glanced into the distance with cold eyes: "These are a bunch of little brats, just Lin Junbi. After all, he is smart. It's a pity that he met Ning Yatou. Even if Chen Ping'an deliberately pointed it out,
Just secretly enjoy yourself when you take advantage, and just be less obedient. The rest, that Chiang Kai-shek, are your direct disciples, are they coming to play on our Sword Qi Great Wall? It's better not to fight, but if we really want to start a war, it's for those who are screaming
Are the beasts giving away their heads? Are you a swordsman who is not tired? Or is this the custom of your Shaoyuan Dynasty now? I remember that you came here with others in Kuxia, weren't you like this bird?
"
Sword Immortal Kuxia didn't say anything. He was silent for a moment and then said: "The Imperial Master has an order. Even if the war begins, they are not allowed to step down from the city."
Sun Juyuan slapped his forehead, drank all the wine in the glass to drown his sorrow, and said sadly: "My place is a stinky street. Bitter Summer Sword Immortal, it's been such a bitter summer. It turns out that I, Sun Juyuan, have been hurt the most by you.
"
Sword Immortal Ku Xia was a little apologetic, but didn't say much. There was no need to be polite with his friend Sun Juyuan.
It's just that this nephew of one of the ten people in the Middle-earth Divine Continent and the long-established mainstay of the Shaoyuan Dynasty can't help but have some doubts. Could it be that his name Kuxia is really effective?
Over there in the pavilion, Lin Junbi had changed into a robe, and his expression returned to normal. He was still fresh and refreshing, with the demeanor of a young and relegated immortal.
Border, whose traces had been revealed, was sitting on the steps, probably the only swordsman with a frown on his face.
Because most of the other young people were angry and cursing, and the rest were mostly saying comforting words that they thought were fair.
I don’t even know the meaning of guarding the three levels. I really don’t know why these children came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Didn’t their elders teach them before leaving? Or is it that the reason why the young ones are ignorant is that their elders don’t know how to do it.
Do you know how to be a good person? You just let them come to the Sword Qi Great Wall and try to be a good person with their tail between their legs, so it makes them have a rebellious mentality?
Regarding the wild world and the ferocity of the monsters attacking the city, no one actually knows what they are. The border can even be determined. The potential enemies in everyone's minds, including Lin Junbi, are just sword cultivators of the same age as the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for the
I have never paid attention to the two theories of the wild world and the monster clan. Border itself is okay, because when he traveled to Liuxia Continent, he personally experienced the arrogant combat power and toughness of a Nascent Soul monster. He and a Nascent Soul sword cultivator
Companions, the two sides worked together and fired countless swords, but still could not really hurt the opponent at all. They could only add another Jindan sword cultivator who swept the formation to trap him and kill him, grinding him to death.
Three hurdles are difficult to overcome.
The Great Wall of Sword Qi hopes that they, the foreign sword cultivators, will be more discerning and know how difficult it is to win every battle in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. By the way, they would like to remind the foreign sword cultivators, especially those who are young and inexperienced in fighting, that once a war begins,
Just stay on top of the city and use a little effort to control the flying sword. Don't be impulsive and rush off the city to the battlefield. Many sword fairies on the Great Sword Wall act recklessly and will not
If you deliberately restrict it, you can't be distracted and take too much into account. As for the outsiders who come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to hone their swordsmanship, the Great Wall of Sword Qi does not exclude them. As for whether they can really gain a foothold, or from the side of a certain swordsman
If you get Blue Eyes and are willing to let him teach you superior swordsmanship, it's just based on your ability.
"How old is Jun Bi now, and how old is Ning Yao? He can win without using force, but he still speaks so overwhelmingly. Is this the number one young man in the Great Wall of Sword Qi? Let me see, the killing power of the sword immortal here is even
It’s so huge, the volume is really the size of the eye of a needle.”
"Then Ning Yao clearly knows that in the battle of the Three Passes, the Sword Qi Great Wall and the others can't get any benefits from us, so he deliberately does this to force Jun Bi to use his sword, so he can be arrogant and aggressive!"
"Yes! There are also those sword immortals who are watching the battle. They all have ulterior motives and deliberately create pressure on Jun Bi."
Jiang Guancheng sneered and said: "Look at Ning Yao, there is no pressure at all, it's all an illusion. She just wants to use underhanded means to win over Jun Bi so that she can maintain her poor reputation. Ning Yao is still like this,
Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou, Gao Yehou, these sword cultivators who are barely the same generation as us, how good can they be? This is indeed a barbarian land!"
Border stretched out his hand to rub his temples, feeling a headache.
Fortunately, Lin Junbi frowned and reminded:
"Jiang Guancheng! Be careful what you say and do!"
Jiang Guancheng stopped talking, but his expression was still angry.
Among the crowd, Zhu Mei remained silent.
Jin Danjianxiu Jin Zhenmeng didn't say much.
Zhu Mei thought of Gao Youqing who lost the first battle, standing silently beside Gao Yehou and Pang Yuanji with his face wrinkled and tears shed. And of Liu Tiefu who was booed and booed by the sword cultivators watching the battle after he lost the sword.
Liu Tiefu, who is still young, can smile playfully and still clasping his fists to express thanks despite the laughter and scolding.
Jin Zhenmeng thought of Situ Weiran who returned the favor with a smile after defeating him.
And when Ning Yao appeared, the atmosphere on the street suddenly became solemn. It was not just as simple as holding one's breath and watching the excitement.
A twelve-year-old girl, who was the youngest, was particularly angry and depressed. She said softly: "Especially Chen Ping'an, who targets Jun Bi everywhere. He is obviously ashamed of himself. So what if he defeated Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji? He
However, Wen Sheng's close disciple, his senior brother, was around the Great Sword Immortal. Day after day, month after month, year after year, he received careful guidance from the Great Sword Immortal. Relying on the inheritance from his master, he obtained so many magic weapons given by others.
Is this ability just a matter of skill? If Jun Bi had been there for another ten years, Chen Ping'an would probably not dare to take a breath when he stood in front of Jun Bi!"
Border wailed in his heart, my sister-in-law, you can't say this just because you like our Junbi.
Lin Junbi shook his head and said: "Chen Ping'an is not a simple person, not as unbearable as you say."
Lin Junbi immediately laughed and said, "If my opponent is too bad, doesn't it mean that I am mediocre?"
After the girl heard this, she saw that the boy was really good.
Border has made up his mind that he will never get involved in the stupid things of these young men and rich ladies in the future.
Love as much as you like.
I don't want to serve you anymore.
But to be honest, he didn't serve them much at the border. He just watched the jokes along the way. The only luck was that the National Master, who was half a master, frankly said that these guys would not participate in the war. Once the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Monster Race
When the war begins, immediately return to Meiyuan Garden on Upside Down Mountain, and then set off back to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. It is best not to even stay at the Nan Posuo Continent.
Border rubbed his face with his hands, muttering silently in his heart, you can't see me, you can't see me.
It's a pity that Jiang Guancheng didn't let him go, and said happily: "It turns out that Senior Brother Border is hiding the deepest! That Chen Pingan is obviously very nervous whether Senior Brother Border will take action."
Border looked helpless. Isn't it wrong for you to be completely blind?
When Jiang Guancheng said this, the window paper was pierced, and there was a lot of discussion. The border area listened to the flattery from those who were actually quite sincere, but they were really not happy at all.
When I thought of the young man with his hands in his sleeves and a smile on his face, I felt a little uncomfortable at the border for no reason. I always felt that things were not that simple.
Border ignored the compliments of those guys and some of the cautious Gong Huo, and turned to look at Lin Junbi.
Lin Junbi smiled and said: "I will pay attention."
Border was slightly relieved.
Now it seems that the younger brother Lin Junbi actually chose the earliest plan, breaking through the realm twice, fighting three people in a row with his own strength in the Sea Viewing Realm, the Dragon Gate Realm and the Golden Core Realm, and passing three levels in a row, which seemed to be the best
choose.
Perhaps in the eyes of many swordsmen watching the battle, they will have a more favorable impression of Lin Junbi. Instead of looking at Lin Junbi as a joke now, they will fall in love with Ning Yao.
Even if Chen Pingan is given a chance to have an extra fourth fight, what if he takes advantage? Lin Junbi will lose and win at that time. The more heartily he fights, the more people will like him. It is the same as Chen Pingan fighting Pang Yuanji.
If Ning Yao could directly use the sword instead of Chen Ping'an who seemed to pick up the slack, Lin Junbi would certainly win more.
But these are just "ifs".
Border is not stupid enough to ask his junior brother if he has any regrets.
Not to mention that when he said "It's no fun competing with others" at the border, he was reminding him that Lin Junbi wanted to compete with himself.
Because if you say it, you are creating a grudge.
At the end of the day, the sun is shining brightly.
Chen Ping'an, who was not drinking at the liquor store and didn't know how many scolds he had received, took a bench to the corner of the street and explained the origin of the twenty-four solar terms with the new children, saying something like "
Xiaoman is dissatisfied, there is no water to wash the dishes, and the wheat is in danger." The hometown proverb does not forget to show off the occasional pieced-together sentence "The young ears are young and delicate, and the night comes to laugh and dream of the fragrance of shepherd's purse and wheat."
It's a pity that today the children are not very interested in reading, hyphenation, the twenty-four solar terms, etc. As for Chen Ping'an's sarcastic words, they can't even understand them. They are all asking where the fairy sister Ning Yao is.
What happened when Xuanhu Street made an exception and drew a sword? Chen Ping'an held the bamboo branch in his hand and waved it around, making the story very exciting. That big kid named Lekang, his father is now helping the liquor store
The cook who made Yangchun Noodles now dared to speak harshly to his mother every time he came home. This child still liked to make trouble, so he asked how many Chen Pingans were needed to defeat Ning Yao.
My sister, Chen Ping'an, was stumped. Then she gave the children a look of disgust.
The little kid Feng Kangle shook his head, patted Chen Pingan's knee, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Chen Pingan, you always come here to hang out like this and don't practice martial arts and swordsmanship. I think Sister Ning will dislike you sooner or later.
You are incompetent, so what if you beat Pang Yuanji? It makes your little tail stick out, so you just like to pretend to be a big boss here, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, this is not possible."
The children on the side nodded.
Chen Ping'an placed the bamboo branch across his knees, stretched out his hands to press Kang Le's cheek, and said with a smile: "Shut up."
The little kid stretched out his hand to hit Chen Pingan, but unfortunately his hands were short and he couldn't reach it.
There was a young man squatting outside. Remembering the previous incident, he said with a playful smile: "Kangle, please speak louder. I, Chen Ping'an, a retreating disciple of the dignified Master Wen Sheng, can't hear you clearly."
The surrounding area immediately burst into loud laughter.
Nowadays, there is a lot of gossip about this second shopkeeper.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I just see that you guys are young, otherwise I'll punch one, kick one, and run away with one sword."
Feng Kangle rubbed his cheeks, raised his buttocks, and stretched his neck. Oh no, the most beautiful girl from Yan'e Alley in the world was indeed standing not far away, looking at him.
What to do?!
At first, relying on Chen Pingan's landscape stories, when he asked her to play house, she promised to be his little wife for a while. Later, he relied on Chen Pingan to explain the meaning of the name of the alley in her house, and then he continued
I went to tell her once, and now I saw her on the road. Although she still didn't talk to him very much, her eyes were blinking, wasn't she just saying hello to him? This was what Chen Ping'an told him after hearing about it.
He happily rolls around in the quilt every day before going to bed.
So Feng Kangle immediately sat upright, secretly winked at Chen Pingan, and then complained softly: "Chen Pingan, it's all your fault. If she ignores me in the future, I will scold you to death."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "For the sake of Kang Le's father, I will tell you one more fairy tale about water ghosts today! I guarantee it will be extremely exciting!"
A young man looked disapproving and said: "Chen Ping'an, first tell me what realm the protagonist who conquers demons and slays demons for heaven is in. Don't end up in the lower fifth realm again. Otherwise, according to your statement,
There are so many sword cultivators in our Great Sword Qi Wall, but when they come to your hometown, they are all heroes of the world and gods on the mountain, how is that possible?"
Someone echoed: "That's right, every time the ghosts and monsters appear on purpose, they are so frightening that I feel that they are just like big monsters in the wild world."
Chen Pingan coughed a few times, remembered something, turned his head, spread out his palms, and the little girl squatting beside him quickly handed out a handful of melon seeds, and poured them all into Chen Pingan's hand. Chen Pingan smiled and returned half to her.
While eating melon seeds, he said: "The young swordsman I talked about today who traveled down the mountain with a sword and traveled around the rivers and lakes, is definitely of sufficient level, and he was born like a jade tree in the wind, charming and suave. I don't know how many rivers and lakes heroines and fairies on the mountain,
I have deep admiration for him, but unfortunately this swordsman named Jinglong remains unmoved. He has not yet met the woman he really likes, and the water ghost who will eventually cross paths with him will definitely be enough to scare people.
Why are you trying to scare people? Let me tell you, when you encounter any puddles of water, such as a random small puddle in an alley on a rainy day, or a bowl of water on the table at home, open the lid.
The big water tank, suddenly looked at it, good guys! Not to mention you, it was the swordsman named Qi Jinglong. When he was passing by the river to drink some water, he suddenly saw a pale white leaf torn apart from the weeds.
His face turned pale with fear."
One child was already frightened, crying and scolding: "Chen Ping'an, hello, uncle!"
Suddenly someone asked: "Who is this Qi Jinglong?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "He is a young swordsman who loves drinking but pretends that he doesn't. This guy likes to reason the most, and it annoys people to death."
Feng Kangle asked: "How old is the Sword Immortal?"
Chen Pingan said: "Not even a hundred years old."
Feng Kangle clicked his tongue and said: "How dare you call me a young swordsman? You should change it quickly and call me the old swordsman."
Chen Pingan pinched the kid's cheek, "He is my good friend, Chen Pingan, how dare you be so presumptuous?"
Feng Kangle grinned, raised his butt, and gave Chen Pingan a blow on the shoulder with his backhand, "I'm not polite to you, how can I be polite to your friend?"
The fair-skinned girl in the distance opened her mouth slightly. She probably didn't expect that Kang Le was on Chen Pingan's side and was so bold. It seemed that Kang Le was on her side and she really wasn't bragging.
Chen Ping'an gave Feng Kangle a look, and the little kid nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
There was a sharp-eyed young man on the side. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. The second shopkeeper was boring enough. He really didn't need to practice every day. He just hung out with them and talked nonsense. Now he became the leader of the moon.
La?
After telling the landscape story that shocked the children, Chen Pingan picked up the bench and called it a day.
I went to the wine shop, and it was good to have Chen Sanqiu there. I was guaranteed to have a wine table and benches to sit on.
The young man Zhang Jiazhen is helping the shop, serving wine or a bowl of Yangchun noodles to the sword cultivators. The young man doesn't like to talk, but he has a smiling face, which is enough.
Chen Pingan went to the banquet table today, but did not drink. He just ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a plate of pickles from Zhang Jiazhen. In the final analysis, it was Chen Sanqiu and Fatty Yan who were not good at persuading people to drink.
Before Chen Pingan returned to Ning Mansion, he reminded Fan Dache, "Da Che."
Fan Dache, who was eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles over there, immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. At this moment, he was about to panic when he heard Chen Ping'an say these three words. Fan Dache quickly said: "I have already ordered a pot of five.
Xue paid for the drink! If you don’t drink it yourself, it’s none of my business.”
Chen Pingan put down his chopsticks and said angrily: "I told you to go there often, don't take it to heart, don't let me squat in front of your house every day to beg you for discussion. Then I accidentally hit you hard and hit you as soon as you walked out.
You crawled home, but your parents didn't recognize you and kicked you out of the door."
Fan Dache nodded.
Chen Pingan looked at Fan Dache with a smile.
Fan Dache looked confused.
Chen Sanqiu turned his head, looked at the young man who was always staring at the drinkers, and shouted: "Zhang Jiazhen, bring me a bottle of wine, the cheapest one! I will give you the money, but remember to remind me that it will be recorded on Fan Dache's head.
.Next time you have a drink, ask me if Fan Dache has paid back the money."
Zhang Jiazhen nodded vigorously and hurried to the shop to get a pot of Zhuhai Dongtian Wine.
For this backstreet boy, Mr. Chen is a man from heaven.
The same goes for Chen Sanqiu, the young master who lives on Taixiang Street.
If Zhang Jiazhen had not come to work part-time in a liquor store, she might never have had the chance to speak to Chen Sanqiu, let alone have her name remembered by Chen Sanqiu.
Zhang Jiazhen has never been to Taixiang Street or Xuanhu Street even once in her entire life.
No one stopped me, but not only Zhang Jiazhen, but actually the city children with nice names but extremely poor names such as Lingxi Lane and Yanyi Lane would not even think about going there. They might occasionally think about it, but in the end they would not.
Be brave enough to really go for a walk.
Chen Ping'an smiled at Zhang Jiazhen, then pointed at Fan Dache, got up and left with the wine.
Fan Dache continued to eat the bowl of Yangchun noodles with his head down.
To be honest, without Chen Pingan's last words, Fan Dache really didn't know how to get to Ning Mansion.
What if it's just a polite word? What is the so-called frequent discussion? Once every three days, once a month?
Is the gate of Ning Mansion so easy to cross?
Fan Dache raised his head and looked at the back of the green-shirted figure on the street. The man tilted his head and looked at the couplets in the restaurants along the way, shaking his head from time to time.
When we arrived at Ning Mansion, Nalan Yexing opened the door.
They walked to the martial arts arena together. Nalan Yexing held the bottle of wine in his hand and asked with a smile: "Paid for yourself?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I learned from Dong Heitan that drinking and spending money is not a good man."
Nalan Yexing laughed heartily, "I'll drink a few sips of wine later, then draw my sword and help the dragon master, then I'll feel energetic."
Chen Pingan couldn't laugh anymore.
Over at the Dragon-Zhanping Pavilion, Ning Yao, who was said to be going home to practice, had actually been chatting with Grandma Bai. After discovering that Chen Ping'an came back so soon, the old woman didn't need to be reminded by her own lady, so she left the pavilion with a smile, and then Ning Yao
Start practicing.
In the small mustard world of the martial arts arena, Nalan Yexing put away his half-empty wine bottle and began to draw his sword sharply.
Then there was an accident in Nalan's night walk, no matter how careful it was, Chen Ping'an had to lie down for ten and a half months.
Aunt Bai hurried over to the martial arts arena, and Nalan Yexing almost ran away from home in fright.
Fortunately, Chen Ping'an and Aunt Bai explained that they had gained a lot this time, that this path of cultivation was the right one, and that there was no need to boil medicine. Healing the wounds by yourself was cultivation in itself.
Nalan Yexing didn't dare to talk nonsense and said truthfully: "That's true."
Chen Pingan was supported by Ning Yao to go to the small house.
Nalan walked at night and waited tremblingly for his head to be bloody. He never thought that Bai Lianshuang just looked at the two people's backs and said nothing for a long time.
Nalan Yexing felt that this was not a problem. It was better to scold him sooner rather than later. He was about to scold him, but the old woman had no intention of scolding him like an old dog. She just sighed softly: "You said that my uncle and young lady are like
Not like when the master and his wife were young?"
Nalan Yexing took out the wine bottle, nodded and said, "Why doesn't it look like that?"
The old woman said with a straight face: "It's been hard work these days."
Nalan Yexing asked in confusion: "What?!"
The old woman said angrily: "Old dog, go and check the door!"
Nalan Yexing nodded, that's right, and turned around to go to the gate. The old man felt much more at ease.
Chen Pingan sat on the bed and began to breathe in and out, immersed in the small world of the human body.
Ning Yao sat aside, lying on the table, looking at Chen Pingan. He seemed to have met the person he wanted to meet in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile.
She knew who it was, because Chen Pingan stumbled and successfully refined the fourth natal object. After finally refining it, he came out of the secret room. When he saw Ning Yao, he hugged Ning Yao in front of Grandpa Nalan.
Yao had never seen Chen Ping'an so relieved of his burden. Grandpa Nalan immediately saw the situation and left. She felt sorry for him and hugged him.
He was in high spirits and high spirits, saying that the little guy was still there, originally in his heart, but now he had become a little bald man. After they met again, on the road of their hearts, the little bald man rode the fire dragon, chasing him and scolding him.
All the way.
Ning Yao rarely sees Chen Pingan who expresses such straightforward expressions of joy, especially when Chen Pingan grows up. In addition to getting along with her, Ning Yao will also be a little worried, because Chen Pingan's state of mind seems to be almost like
A haggard old monk who has lived for a long time and has seen too many joys and sorrows. Ning Yao did not want Chen Pingan to be like this. So when he looked at Chen Pingan, it was like returning to the time when he was a boy and she was a girl.
Ning Yao was very happy.
A friend came from afar and had a little bald head.
But instead of wearing a cassock, he is still wearing a Confucian shirt. In addition to carrying a sword, the little man has a Buddhist scripture in his sleeve.
It was a long-awaited reunion that Chen Ping'an didn't dare to think about. He could only feel guilty in his dream, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time after waking up, but he couldn't talk to anyone about the regret and guilt.
There were too many times in his life where he left without saying goodbye and never saw him again.
Ning Yao lay on the table and stared at Chen Pingan. She laughed to herself. She remembered that on Xuanhu Street, Chen Pingan hesitated for a long time, took her hand and asked secretly, "I am about the same age as Lin Junbi."
Who is more handsome?"
At that time, Ning Yao first asked, "What do you think?"
Then Chen Pingan began to scratch his head, feeling that the answer was really sad.
So Ning Yao sincerely expressed the answer in his heart, without secretly keeping the words in his heart, and told him: "You look much better!"
Chen Pingan stretched out his hands and gently wiped her brow, "My silly Ning Yao, you have such good eyesight!"