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Li Liangxiao stretched his waist, and his tone was a little teasing: "Ming Xu, I always thought of you as a person. You have a very violent temper, often get angry, and your mood is not in place. When I saw you this time, I think you are The state of mind has improved quite a lot. It seems that there is no reason for it."
Si Mingxu laughed dryly: "Really?"
"From this point of view, if I accept a disciple, I may be able to make a breakthrough in my state of mind." Then the sword god shook his head again, "Forget it, no matter how you think about it, it's all a mess."
Si Mingxu twitched the corners of his mouth, not wanting to continue discussing this parenting topic with Sword God: "Come on. Let's go, I'll see you off."
Siming Yan tugged on Xiao Heng's sleeve: "Brother Heng, let's go upstairs too."
Si Mingxu also nodded: "Ah Heng, you go to bed first, it's getting late. Children go to bed too late, and they won't grow taller." Early to bed and early to rise is good for health, not to mention that his hero will be a He is tall and tall. The height of a man is very important. If he doesn't grow enough, he will feel very guilty as a guardian.
Children? Xiao Heng was so depressed that he died, I am not young anymore! He, he still treats me like a child! That Li Liangxiao, who only knows how to drink and kill people all day long, is he very mature!
He kept his face sullen, his feet motionless, completely ignoring Siming Yan pulling him, his dark eyes just staring at Si Mingxu and Li Liangxiao.
Li Liangxiao saw the young man's expression was very strange, the sword god touched his chin, feeling that he had realized something. He really wanted to tell Si Mingxu about the youthful thoughts he had realized, and he was worried that Xiao Heng would become even more angry when he heard about it.
So he gently clung to Si Mingxu's ear, and using his ability to transmit sound into secrets, he whispered: "A child of this age is most afraid of being called young."
Si Mingxu suddenly realized, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "Yes, you are right."
Xiao Heng gave Li Liangxiao a hard look, his chest heaved twice, he turned around suddenly, and stomped upstairs.
Si Mingxu and Li Liangxiao looked at Xiao Heng's back disappearing in the stairwell, and the two straight male brothers looked bewildered.
The Sword God scratched his head, his face full of doubts: "I'm distracted by sound transmission, he shouldn't be able to hear it"
"Leave him alone, this kid can be weird sometimes." Si Mingxu shook his head. Forget it, don't guess what a teenager is thinking.
Simingyan laughed lowly: "I don't know what happened to brother Heng today, maybe he is in a bad mood? I'll go up and see him later. Brother, you should come back early, too, today is also very tired."
Si Mingxu nodded: "Go to bed early."
Li Liangxiao put the sword on his back casually: "I should go too."
"I'll give you a ride." Si Mingxu said hurriedly.
Li Liangxiao raised half of his eyebrows: "Ming Xu, when did you become so polite? Why do I always feel that something is wrong with you when we meet this time?"
Si Mingxu rubbed his nose and laughed dryly: "Really? Maybe it's because I entered the Dzogchen period of distraction, and my mood is different."
"I think it took these two children to wear away your bad temper." Li Liangxiao laughed and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.
The two walked out of the inn side by side while talking and laughing, and slowly arrived at Baishi Ferry.
At this time, the moon has risen, and ice disks generally hang in the dark blue sky. Under the moonlight, the Cangbai River at night presents a deep dark blue. The river here is wide, and the fishing fire is wobbly at a distance. On the farther bank, the dark mountains rolled up and down, slowly blending into the night.
Li Liangxiao looked at the fishing boats on the river with a casual look: "Do you have something to ask me?"
What he said didn't look like a question, but seemed very determined.
"Exactly." Si Mingxu stopped circling around, and looked sideways at the Kunlun Sword God, "That night, you asked me if I really didn't remember?" What exactly were you referring to? ?¡±
Li Liangxiao did not answer. The man's deep gaze slowly drifted away with a little fishing fire in the distance. Following this fishing fire, his mind seemed to have drifted far away.
"Li Liangxiao, answer me." Si Mingxu said seriously.
Sword God finally withdrew his gaze, turned his head slightly to meet his eyes, and said in a calm tone: "I said, it's not a good thing. It would be great if you forgot."
Si Mingxu stared closely at the man's amber eyes, as if he wanted to see something in them.
But Li Liangxiao just looked back at him silently, his eyes seemed a little sad, but he didn't avoid it in the slightest.
theOn the third day, the magic weapon auction.
As expected, both Zhao Qifang and Han Yong from Qingling Shangzong didn't come, presumably because something happened here, they hurried back to the sect to accept the crime. And Xu Zhaolin, the head of Ruyi Sect, perhaps because of embarrassment, did not show up either.
Si Mingxu couldn't arouse any interest either. His own magic weapon, the Nine-Life Banner, is already one of the four god-level magic weapons, and he really has no interest in the various fairy-level magic weapons at the auction. Even the Dementor Bell that he got by chance, he didn't covet it, he only thought about meeting Xie Xuanfeng one day, explaining it clearly to him face to face, and returning it to him with his own hands.
After looking at it for a long time, in the end, he only gave Qu Yulin a furnace for refining medicine.
In the evening of this day, a group of people went back to the inn to pack their things, and planned to return to Bixiao City.
Si Mingxu thought about it for a while, and felt that he couldn't keep resisting Yujian's flight just because he was afraid of heights. After all, in this book world, Imperial Sword is the main mode of transportation.
This time, he planned to bring Xiao Heng and Siming Yan back to the city with their swords.
But Qu Yulin was not in good health, and he didn't like the feeling of flying in the sky, so Si Mingxu left him the boat made of Vientiane paper and a few maids and guards, and asked him to take the boat back slowly by himself.
The great doctor Qu said with a smile: "Fortunately, there is no Baishui League on the Cangbai River now, and it is already very peaceful. Otherwise, I am a Danxiu who has no power to restrain a chicken, and it is really uncomfortable to sit with such an expensive magic weapon." rest assured."
Simingxu shook his head: "That being said, you have to be careful." He paused, then turned to look at Xiao Heng and Simingyan, "Take out the talisman I gave you that was infused with spiritual energy earlier. Give it to Hall Master Qu."
He is not stingy either, and he has to take back what he sent out. It is really that he was not skilled at the time, and only made these three talismans.
Si Mingxu thought to himself, since the two teenagers were walking with him, they naturally didn't need this life-saving talisman. But Qu Yulin is alone, it is always safer to have two more talismans on his body.
Xiao Heng nodded, and took out the slightly golden talisman with some reluctance. It was written by that person himself He stroked the smooth paper for a moment, and finally handed it to Qu Yulin.
Siming Yan was slightly stunned, with a very strange look on his face.
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Si Mingxu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
"That talisman I, I can't find it." Siming Yan licked his lips, his throat suddenly felt a little dry.
"You lost the talisman?" Xiao Heng glanced at him, feeling a little unhappy. This talisman was written by Si Mingxu in blood, and he spent a lot of effort, but he was so careless!
Siming Yan bit his lip. This young man who had always been scheming was unexpectedly flustered at this moment.
He has already used up the talisman that sealed a distraction stage ice spirit root attacking aura. His elder brother is generous, and he will never ask about the things he gave away. Who would have expected such a thing to happen today?
Seeing that his face was very ugly, and he looked like he was about to cry, Si Mingxu hurriedly said: "It's okay, just lose it if you lose it, it's not a big deal."
Si Mingyan lowered his eyes and nodded lightly: "Thank you brother."
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