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Chapter Twenty Seven

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    Seeing that he was still suspicious, Li Liangxiao couldn't help laughing: "I, Li Liangxiao, have never broken my promise. After so many years, you are still so suspicious" He shook his head disapprovingly, "Back then  That palm, if you treat it in time, it should be all right now. Now that it¡¯s been a long time, I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll have to take a strong medicine. The city of Bixiao is so rich that it¡¯s no shortage of treasures.  If you haven¡¯t healed, it means you haven¡¯t found a suitable monk to heal you.¡±

    He looked at Si Mingxu with a half-smile: "Am I right?"

    "That's not all the case." Si Mingxu said lightly.  He thought to himself, although this Kunlun sword god looks heroic and unruly, he is actually very smart and smart.

    "Haha, I think you've been hit, don't be convinced." Li Liangxiao's lips curled up slightly, with a teasing look on his face, "Actually, after a little thought, you'll know that there are only distracted cultivators in this world who can heal your wounds, except me.  Besides, there are only two people, Xie Xuanfeng in Shuzhong and Xu Zhaolin in Nanhai. You have no friendship with them, and according to your morality of wanting face and being suspicious, you were seriously injured, and you would absolutely refuse to ask for help."

    It is true that you have to suffer to save face.  In the original book, the elder brother also refused to ask for help, so he put the male protagonist in a black prison for three full years, trying to take the spiritual core to make alchemy to heal his injuries, which is simply awesome.

    Si Mingxu chuckled a few times: "It's fine if you agree. If you are willing to help with this matter, of course it would be great. I just heard from Hall Master Qu that this monk who assists in healing has caused great damage to himself.  "

    Li Liangxiao sneered: "That drug nerd Qu Yulin only knows how to put on a bitter face all day long. Three points can be said to be ten points. You believe his ghost!"

    Great Sword God, respect doctors!  Believe it or not, the genius doctor will jump up and hit you!

    Li Liangxiao turned his head to look at Xiao Heng again, and withdrew his smile: "Xiao Heng, I am quite sorry about the Qixia Mountain Villa. But life and death are fate, and the way is natural, so don't be too persistent. I think your parents hope that the only one  My son can live a good life instead of losing his heart in hatred."

    Xiao Heng stared deeply at the man with his dark eyes, and said slowly after a long while: "Don't worry about Mr. Li, I have my own measure."

    Li Liangxiao looked at him and sighed.

    Then the peerless swordsman stood up: "Ming Xu, which inn are you staying in? I still have some trivial matters to deal with today, so I can't accompany you anymore. I have some free time tomorrow night. How will your injury be treated? We will discuss it later."  talk."

    "Zhou Ji Inn is not far from Baishi Ferry." Si Mingxu also stood up.

    Li Liangxiao nodded, and said again: "By the way, remember to settle the wine bill for me later. I owe the store owner several days. Thank you."

    Si Mingxu: "" I was speechless.

    Li Liangxiao rubbed his chin, feeling a little embarrassed: "I'm poor, it's not the first day you know."

    "Not to mention anything else, the tea leaves from your Lingshu Peak are worth tens of thousands of gold."

    "Oh? I'm busy practicing swords, and I don't drink much tea, so I don't care much about these mundane affairs. Can that thing be sold for money?"

    The Bixue silver tip of emotion only leaks out a little bit every year, not because you are stingy, but because you have no idea that this stuff can be sold for money!

    Si Mingxu waved his hand weakly: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I'll settle the bill for you."

    Li Liangxiao grinned, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "Good brother!"

    Then the sword god picked up the long sword on the table, threw it behind his back casually, and jumped out of the window with a little tiptoe, without going up the stairs.  Like a big black bird, he fluttered down to the opposite roof, and after a few jumps, he quickly disappeared from sight.

    Xiao Heng didn't sit down until the black shadow was no longer visible.  He lowered his head, staring at the blue and white porcelain wine glass that Li Liangxiao had used, not knowing what he was thinking.

    After a long time, he said softly: "Brother Mingxu, when you were in Bixiao City, you once told me that you are as friendly as him."

    Si Mingxu's heart skipped a beat.

    It's over, and the hero has started to settle the old score.

    It's really not that I lied. Although Li Liangxiao and Si Mingxu are good friends in the system information, they had a fight four years ago and have had no contact since.  Who knew there was such a pile of past events!  As for the bad thing that Si Mingyan said, it was even worse. Fortunately, the hero didn't know about it, so it's worth not mentioning it.

    But fortunately, the Kunlun Sword God's attitude towards him seemed quite natural.  Perhaps it was because Si Mingxu's self-esteem was too strong in the original book, and his admiration was not very obvious. The sword god, who is a straight man of steel, didn't notice it at all.

    &nbsp?Ming Xu pushed the bowl of noodles towards Xiao Heng: "This is yours."

    Xiao Heng frowned: "I'm not hungry."

    "I didn't eat anything at noon. You haven't fasted yet." Siming Xu softened his voice as much as possible, "Besideshave you really forgotten what day is today?"

    Xiao Heng shook his head blankly.

    "Today is March 14th, your birthday." This is the information in the previous system data, and he deliberately wrote it down.

    The young man stared blankly at the bowl of beef noodles in front of him, and the thick white mist steamed up, with a fresh and spicy taste, which made him want to cry.

    Yes, he remembered.  Todayis his birthday.  How many years, he himself can hardly remember.

    Xiao Heng lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

    When Cai and Li Liangxiao confronted each other just now, even though he was in extreme pain and anger, he never lost his composure.  But at this time, under the cover of the dense heat and dim candlelight, only he knew that a tear fell into the bowl of longevity noodles without anyone knowing.

    Siming Yan smiled and said: "Brother Heng, it turns out that today is your birthday, I didn't know it. Mingyan wishes Brother Heng, every year has today, and every year has today."

    Xiao Heng didn't raise his head, but just let out a low "huh" with a slightly hoarse voice.  He didn't say anything more, and started eating with his head buried.

    Si Mingxu finally breathed a sigh of relief.  Alas, it seems that he has finally been coaxed back.

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