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Chapter Forty-Four

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    Si Mingxu saw that the younger brother lowered his head and looked preoccupied, so he said softly and comforted: "The talisman is just an external possession, and it's not a big deal, so you don't have to worry about it."

    Si Mingxu probably knew what the kid was thinking.  When he was in middle school in his previous life, he once lost the elementary school graduation gift given by his father-a black Parker pen with a four-figure price.

    At that time, he was only a teenager, and he felt that the sky was going to fall.  Later, he worked hard to save a sum of breakfast money, secretly bought a pen that looked similar, and managed to get away with it.  When he grew up, Si Mingxu occasionally thought of this matter, and felt that the so-called great events in his youth were just laughed at now.

    In the final analysis, they are all just external things, and the mental health of children is more important.  Since the child is already very upset, don't put more pressure on it.

    After hearing what his elder brother said, Simingyan finally raised his head slowly.  The boy forced a smile: "Brother, I'm fine."

    Si Mingxu looked at him for a while, and seeing that he really didn't look like he was about to cry, he nodded, turned around and continued talking to Qu Yulin.

    The three of them sent off Qu Yulin's boat at Baishi Wharf, and it was nearly Youshi.  The sky gradually darkened, and the workers on the pier started to call it a day in twos and threes.

    Si Mingxu calculated that at the normal speed of Yujian, it would take about two hours to travel from Lingzhou Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River to Bixiao City in Donghai and Zhouzhou, a distance of nearly 6,000 miles.  Depart at You hour, and you should be able to arrive at E hour, that is, around nine o'clock in the evening.

    He thought about it, and felt that this time was not too late, which was acceptable.  When we arrived at Bixiao City, let the people below prepare some supper, rest for a while after eating, and just go to sleep.

    Si Mingxu pinched his fingers, and Zhanyun got out of the sheath with a "swipe".

    This simple and simple spirit sword circled quickly in the air, and gradually extended to a length of more than ten feet, before slowly falling to his feet, hovering steadily at a height of one foot above the ground.

    After Xiao Heng fell asleep last night, Si Mingxu remembered that he was going back to Bixiao City today, and since he had already decided on Yujian, he made up for it temporarily.  With the help of the system, it went smoothly.

    And although Xiao Heng and Simingyan have their own spirit swords, neither of these two children have learned the art of controlling the sword, so I am afraid that I will have to work harder today, so I will take the two of them on the road.

    Si Mingxu tried to stand on Zhanyun, but it was unexpectedly stable.

    Xiao Heng and Siming Yan looked at him eagerly with envy.  Si Mingxu laughed in his heart, knowing that for these youngsters, flying with the sword is really a great temptation.

    He beckoned to the two of them: "You two come up too."

    Siming Yan was stunned for a moment, but Xiao Heng's eyes lit up and he had already run over.  He stepped up to Zhan Yun, wanting to stand in front of Si Mingxu.  The sword wasn't too wide, and the young man staggered a little. Sim Mingxu hurriedly helped him up, and he finally stood still.

    Siming Yan hesitated for a moment, then stepped up.  Standing behind Si Mingxu, he stretched out his arms and gently wrapped his arms around his brother's waist.

    "Ming Yan, you must hold on tight. If you fall later, I won't be able to pick it up." Si Mingxu turned his head and warned.

    Siming Yan tightened his arms.  Si Mingxu, on the other hand, firmly supported Xiao Heng's shoulder in front of him with one hand, and made a sword art with the other hand.

    Zhan Yunjian moved with his heart, shook slightly, and then slowly rose into the sky.  Then it got faster and faster, like a sharp arrow off the string, it roared through the clouds!

    After crossing the clouds, the sky presents a soul-stirring pure blue.  The orange light of the setting sun smudged the youthful faces of the teenagers, and there were clouds as thick as cotton wool under their feet.

    Occasionally through the gaps in the clouds, you can see the Cangbai River on the ground.  It is like a thin turquoise belt, winding eastward.

    Although Si Mingxu is afraid of heights, he has done a lot of mental training before, so he is not very afraid at this time.  It's just that the wind in the stratosphere is really too strong.

    Si Mingyan hugged his waist tightly behind him.  The elder brother's long hair was blown into a mess by the strong wind, and the strands of hair kept brushing past his face, carrying a faint fragrance of winter plums.  He subconsciously took a deep breath, but Si Mingxu suddenly turned around: "Ming Yan, you are the dual spirit root of wind and fire, right?"

    The young man was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't understand why his elder brother suddenly mentioned his spiritual root attribute.  Immediately, he remembered that at the Wanhao Inn that day, he used a gust of wind to blow out the oil lamp in the guest room, causing darkness and chaos.

    At this moment, my brother suddenly mentioned this, what does he mean?  Siming Yan pursed his lips, his body stiffened slightlyEmbroidered a small crane.

    He made up his mind, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled at the young lady: "How old are you?"

    The young man was almost tortured to death by Chen Shangyun.  At this moment, he was both afraid and grateful to this young man who killed Chen Shangyun with one move.  The two didn't speak a few words, and he was coaxed into a daze by Simingyan, obediently agreed to testify in public against a man with an ancient cloud-patterned sword on his waist and a white robe embroidered with cranes.

    After finishing all this, Simingyan returned to Zhouji Inn.

    At this time, it was still early in the sky, and it was lightly raining.  He didn't go back to the house, but ordered a bowl of porridge under the canopy outside the inn lobby, staring at the distant mountains like light ink in the rain in a daze.

    Then someone patted him on the shoulder.  He suddenly turned his head, and his elder brother stood behind him with a smile: "What are you thinking, so preoccupied?"

    The boy came back to his senses and patted his chest: "Brother, you scared me to death."

    Si Mingxu was dressed in plain blue today, and he didn't wear another white robe as he expected.

    So he spilled the tea

    However, Siming Yan never expected that Li Liangxiao actually proposed to let Xu Zhaolin recall his soul.  And the ghost of Chen Shangyun will definitely write the three characters "Si Mingyan".

    He is extremely smart, and he is ready to respond after only a moment of panic.  The boy blew out the oil lamp with a gust of wind, and stretched out his hand to scare a timid disciple, creating chaos.

    Then, he concentrated his spiritual power in his eyes, walked quietly to the table in the dark, easily scattered the dying ghost, and took the brush by himself.

    Siming Yan hesitated for a moment.

    At this time, if he didn't add any strokes, but only left the horizontal folding hook written by Chen Shangyun then everyone would only think of Si Mingxu, not him, Si Mingyan.

    The boy closed his eyes, and the sudden landing of Zhan Yun flashed in his mind again.

    He finally added a swipe, creating a scribbled "knife".

    Then, Simingyan walked to the corner, grabbed the young man's hair, and slammed into the wall forcefully.  He knew that this young man had just identified Si Mingxu, but Chen Shangyun left behind an inexplicable "knife" Later, what awaited this young man must be torture.  It is very likely that he will not be able to survive and confess himself.

    All this was done under the cover of darkness and chaos.

    Fortunately, those powerful men were all standing on the other side of the room, and there was still a long distance away from the young man in the corner.  Moreover, no one has paid any attention to this handsome young man in the foundation establishment period.  Otherwise, he would not be so easy to succeed.

    All of this went smoothly even beyond his expectations.

    At this time, Simingyan hugged his elder brother's waist, and in the sky, he looked down at the vast land under his feet that gradually disappeared into the night.

    He suddenly felt that embracing a person so intimately while looking down at the vastness of sentient beings This feeling fascinated him very much, very, very fascinated.

    The dragon's blood orchid was also quietly lying in the boy's Qiankun bag.

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    When I return to the city, I will retreat immediately, and then I will grow up!  make a fist!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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