MTL - It’s Not Easy Being a Master-Chapter 27 Peer (1)

In the quiet room, two people next to each other.

This posture is really bad, it is in an oppressed position, like a cat being forced into a corner, and there is nowhere to run.

Only to be bullied.

Shen Zhixian estimated his combat effectiveness, and then evaluated Yan Jin's, counseled, and decided to Rou Kegang-before going out, in order to ensure that the heart disease does not suddenly occur, he asked the elders to help seal a few points.

At this point he was just a flower shelf, and he pulled out his sword and only had a stance and no spiritual power.

Yan Jin was still staring at him, his eyes were hot, and Zai carefully looked at his face.

Shen Zhixian was not afraid that he would recognize himself. He deliberately used various means to disguise himself. Even if he was higher than his realm, he might not recognize his original appearance. He did not believe that Yan Jin recognized him at a glance.

So what did Yan Jin find so nervous?

The vague thoughts flashed by, and then his attention returned to this awkward posture-he was not a good woman, Yan Jin was not a street bully, what did he do with such a posture!

He worked hard to earn his wrist again, this time Yan Jin relaxed a bit, although he still didn't let go, but at any rate allowed his hand to come down.

Shen Zhixian cleared his throat. In order to be sure, he even changed his voice. He lost a bit of coldness, and leaned more towards the fresh and clean voice. "You ..."

"you……"

The two "you" coincide, and Shen Zhixian pauses, raising his chin slightly to signal the other party to speak first.

Yan Jin didn't quit, his voice was tight and astringent, as if he hadn't drank water for three days, bit by bit and became extremely clear: "Who are you ...?"

"Huh?" Shen Zhixian froze for a moment, something unknown.

He dared to guarantee that Yan Jin did not recognize him. His appearance, name, and voice were all well disguised. If Yan Jin recognized him as his own teacher, he should not have responded in this way.

Unable to respond, Yan Jin approached again, her hot chest was almost close to her, and the heat in her breath was rushing toward Shen Zhixian's face, "——see you?"

"Ah." Shen Zhixian responded subconsciously this time. After that, he felt that the power on his wrist had been a little bit worse. He returned to his heart, and a hint of doubt floated in his heart. Yan Jin ... reacted to the name ?

Yan Jin knows this name?

It doesn't make sense. The name was originally used only when he was a teenager when he went out to practice. At that time, Yan Jin was a little bit older, and I do n’t know where. .

In Qing Yunzong, the name was even more secretive, not even Song Yan, and Yan Jin had nowhere to know the name.

Shen Zhixian took a quick turn in her head, and felt that Yan Jinyue Mo had met someone with the same name, so she let go half of her heart and smiled and said, "I haven't done any bad things, can we sit down and talk?"

Yan Jin turned a deaf ear to his words and reiterated the original question: "Who the **** are you?"

This puppet.

Yan Jin only caught one of his hands, his other hand shook calmly, stopped some agitation in his sleeve, took a breath, and said quietly: "I'll see you in my old age, I live at home An unnamed town under Zixu Mountain, an ordinary idler, nothing to do, go out and walk around, seeing the world, it is a training. "

He really said it in a serious way, but Yan Jin lost his interest in his words, and a ray of spiritual power sucked into the body of Shen Zhixuan quietly, searching silently.

If he is an ordinary person, he has no response to such a small amount of spiritual power, but Shen Zhixuan is not an ordinary person. He is very familiar with spiritual power. Even if he is sealed, he can perceive sensitivity. Once Yan Jin ’s spiritual power enters his body, He immediately felt it.

But he couldn't resist, neither could he.

Shen Zhixian simply didn't know it. He stood innocently and stood still, allowing him to investigate generously, but he couldn't detect anything.

Yan Jin wasn't too much, and the silky power only swam around in his body a little bit and then withdrew back—this white-looking man named Suijian was empty in his body, just like an ordinary person, and had no spiritual power at all. Traces of existence.

Nothing at all.

but……

Where he touched the opponent's wrist, his palm began to get hot.

Like a fire burning in the palm of your hand, the contract that was just formed in the depths of the spiritual consciousness sea, and after more than half a month of silence, finally there was a faint movement.

It was like the long dry land finally met Gan Lin, and it was like the hungry little hedgehog finally found a fruit forest that could carry many small fruits.

Yan Jin felt relieved and relieved. The tension of oppression was finally relaxed a bit, and his words slightly converged sharply, and he returned to his ordinary calmness: "You have no spiritual power, why are you here? Immortal land. "

For ordinary people, if you want to travel, the mortal world has countless great rivers and mountains to travel, why do you have to come to this world of repairs?

A pond fish that was unconsciously caught up in the fight between immortals, but there was no reason to say.

Shen · Ordinary · Zhanxian sincerely said, "Life is short and ten years in the world. How can I stagnate in fear because of fear and stop? I am unable to cultivate immortals because of my ignorance. With the opportunity, it is natural to come and see. "

Yan Jin gave no hesitation, glanced at him, and then asked, "Fangcai didn't listen carefully downstairs-who are you, the apprentice in that book?"

Shen Zhixian: "..."

If he knew Yan Jin was here, where would he lie about Yan Jin's distant cousin! Isn't this waiting to be taken apart at the scene!

Then again, how long has Yan Jin been going out? Is he a hedgehog degenerating into a snail? Why are you still hanging around here!

Shen Zhixian whispered vaguely: "Just ... I'm the disciple under the Master's door ... well, the cousin far away, the one that is farther than ten thousand miles away."

Seeing that he is really a little clever, he didn't say Yan Jin's name clearly, even if Yan Jin pursues it, he can forcibly justify it. Anyway, Yan Jin is a disciple of "the Master", other ordinary little disciples, also Barely can be considered under the door!

Shen Zhixian thought uneasily and thoughtfully. When this time was over, he would immediately slip away and never ask Yan Jin to grab the little braid.

He had to let Yan Jin go out to practice this time. It was almost time, and he wanted Yan Jin to make a break and see if he could break into the secret place where the scales are hidden.

The reason why he didn't want to reveal his identity, he had to change his face and follow the name quietly. On the one hand, the two souls in his long silent river and lake warrior were about to move, on the other hand, he was afraid that the bad guy Yan Jin would suddenly have a wind someday What can I do to deceive the teacher to destroy Zu.

Although it was said that the two of them had entered into a contract, only that scrap page ... To be honest, Shen Zhixian was not very convinced.

In case it was a false contract! If Yan Jin is suddenly blackened, the ghost knows if this broken contract can be stopped-don't forget that Yan Jin is still the protagonist!

Protagonist halo together, who can stand it!

Shen Zhixian raised his eyes and looked at Yan Jin's expression quietly, and felt that the other party looked normal, as if he believed his nonsense, and then he thought about leaving quickly, pretending to shake it carelessly: "If nothing is wrong, it is better to loosen A hand? "

Yan Jin heard his words and let go.

Shen Zhixuan was relieved, and consciously wanted to escape from the wolf mouth, in a happy mood, arched his hands freely, said goodbye, and turned to open the door.

But who knew that the hand was next to the door, just pushed open a seam, and the other hand was caught again.

Yan Jin's slow voice came from behind him: "Wait."

Shen Zhixian felt a moment of **** in her heart.

The calm and calm voice continued: "I see you as always, it is better to go with each other, or to take care of each other." He paused, seemingly asked, "What do you think?"

...

how is it?

Not at all!

Obviously, it is a question sentence, but it is a declarative sentence with the strength of the human hand!

Shen Zhixuan didn't know what Yan Jin was thinking, he only knew that he was now trapped in the wolf's den and couldn't move.

He wanted to slip, but was not allowed to move by the big-tailed wolf with a paw in his nest. It is not difficult to solve this problem, as long as he tells his identity ...

Forget it, Shen Zhixian thought, he continued to pretend.

He refused to reveal his identity, and Yan Jin had nothing to fear. The pestle was at the door, just not to let anyone go.

Even Shen Zhixuan made excuses that he had already booked a room next door and wanted to go back to live, but he was rejected ruthlessly.

The young man stood with a sword and looked at it quietly. His eyes were as dark as a deep pond, and he could not see any emotions. He bit the word "as soon as he saw it" and talked to him at night.

Shen Zhixian: "………………"

Bing, Bing, Bing pot lid Bing!

Talk, talk, talk about cotton!

It was really incompetent Shen Zhixuan who had no smile on her face at last, she simply gave up struggling, let people send hot water up, and sat on the couch angrily. avoid."

Yan Jin was still hesitant. Shen Zhixian gave him a glance, and he untiedly unbuttoned his outer shirt, threw it on the shelf, and then faded his shoes and socks to reveal a pair of feet.

Yan Jin's gaze passed unconsciously.

Shen Zhixian's feet are not as common as the sun, white as porcelain, and faint cyan blood vessels, floating under thin skin, toes like pearls found in the deep sea, shiny and noble.

He stood up and took two steps lazily, put his fingers on his shirt and tied his eyes, squinted Yan Jin, and said lazily, "Not yet?"

Yan Jin suddenly looked back, and when she raised her eyes, she saw his loose neckline, a small piece of skin on her chest, and suddenly turned her head as if she had been scalded. "I ... I waited outside the door On. "

After he had finished speaking, he pushed the door out in a hurry, and re-covered the door again, probably because his mood was unstable, and Kuang Kuang hit the door frame with a loud noise.

Shen Zhixian raised an eyebrow, and watched his reaction, it was quite interesting. Two big men, some of you and I have, so nervous what to do?

How dare you catch him so nervous that he would come to talk by night?

The town inn is naturally better than Yunzongli in various conditions. Hot water is the most common hot water, and it has no aura.

However, when Shen Zhixian soaked in the water, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He left several days later than Yan Jin. Ben was also worried that Yan Jin was fast and could not find it after a few days, so he hurried over the past two days and couldn't take a rest.

Who knew that Yan Jin happened to be here.

That's good, he can take a good rest.

The hot water relieved the tiredness of the body, Shen Zhixian's long fingers dialed the water, thinking tiredly, without spiritual power, he was a little tired after being an ordinary person.

A slight snoring sound came from the bed, and Shen Zhixuan immediately returned to his sight, killing his eyes, and staring at the little grass bud that had just emerged from his sleeve.

Shen Zhixian compared to a snoring gesture, Xiao Cao Bu stopped, grieved and flew over in disappointment, and sat down beside the tub with unhappiness, two small leaves bent down, and learned how to make a man on his hips.

"Okay, well, I'm wronged in your sleeve. Who made this suddenly hit A Jin." Shen Zhixian stepped forward, almost speaking in a voice, "You're just waiting in a storage bag these days. , Wait for A Jin to walk away before coming out. "

Xiao Caoya was even more angry when he heard the words. He stood beside the bucket and jumped hard, but at last he was dissatisfied. He took a small leaf next to the water and poured water on Shen Zhixian, and issued a short, low-pitched "beep".

Shen Zhixian slammed the water, concealing the movement of one person and one grass. He was helpless. "A Jin has to go together, I can't help it ... eh? What are you talking about? Are you going to find him?"

Shen Zhixuan lowered the almost uncontrollable voice, and was not happy: "What do you want him to do? Are you the grass he raises or the grass I raise?"

"Oh!"

Xiao Cao Bu seemed to be determined, shook the water on his body, and abandoned his master to find Yan Jin, but as soon as he flew up, Shen Zhixuan caught the small fine root.

Shen Zhixian whispered: "A Jin is so poor that he has no spirits at all. If you want to follow him, you won't be able to eat it."

The grass sprouts.

Shen Zhixian showed a "sure enough" triumphant smile, but this smile didn't last for a short while, and Xiao Cao Bu drove the fine root out of his fingers, and flew to the windowsill.

Without looking back, he flew out of the half-open window slit.

Shen Zhixian: "?????"

It also gave Shen Zhixian a little face, and did not go out directly from the door to expose Shen Zhixian's identity, but Shen Zhixian was still furious.

-This unfamiliar grass!

I do n’t know how many miracles to eat in Chengri, but now because of a little frustration, I want to abandon the master! Put another in the arms!

Shen Zhixian, who had been cast aside, treated water as Yan Jin. The calmer his face was, the more vigorous he became. The sound of the water slammed, and it spread out from a room that was not very soundproof, and fell into Yan Jin's ears.

Yan Jin stood at the door with a sword in her hand, and it was neither walking nor waiting. He listened to the sound of the water, and couldn't help but think of the bare feet when he saw Shen Zhixian, and then went up ... under the loose robe, there should be a pair of straight long legs ...

Suddenly the ears became hot, he uncomfortably raised his hands and touched his lips, tightened his lips, and began to meditate in his heart.

When Shen Zhixian finished bathing slowly, it was too late. Due to the storyteller's incident, he has not eaten tonight and is a bit hungry. He is about to be asked to take the hot water down and get something to eat. When the door opens, Yan Jin comes in with a three-tier snack box. Already.

The aroma of the meal was passed into the nose in an instant.

Shen Zhixian's annoyed being banished into the wolf's den finally dissipated a little, lazily pulling his shoes over.

As he had just finished bathing, his frills were still moist, his cheeks were reddish by the heat, his clothes were not worn well, his coat was loosely covered, and there was some uninhibited taste.

He smelled the food and moved his throat knot. A few drops of water drops slipped into the collar silently, leaving moist marks on his fair skin.

Yan Jin saw it, but felt that the tip of his ears had just returned to normal. He hurriedly lowered his head and laid out the same food.

Xiao Caoya was sitting on Yan Jin's shoulder, screaming, Shen Zhixian was angry when he saw it, resisted the urge to pin it down, and looked curiously: "What is this?"

Yan Jin laid a bowl of white clean rice in front of Shen Zhixian, placed a wooden clamshell, and heard a gesture. "It is a small grass sprout that my teacher respects."

He retracted his hand, sat down, and there was no tableware in front of him-who was sitting opposite him, he knew well, although he didn't know what Shen Zhixian was planning, but when he thought about eating at the same table with Shen Zhixian, it was quite uneasy.

He has spiritual power horizontally, even if he doesn't eat. Master has no spiritual power and can't cut the valley, that's what matters.

It's a pity that this little place has the best meals. Master Jin Yiyu is used to eating, I do n’t know if I can eat it.

Yan Jin was full of thoughts. Shen Zhixian didn't know. He only stared at Xiao Cao Bu for a long while, and said slowly: "This grass looks stupid."

Yan Jin: "..."

Little grass bud: "..."

Xiao Caoya "jumped" and jumped over to pat him, and Yan Jin's eyes quickly closed her hands in her hands, and she coughed lightly.

For the first time, Xiao Caoya was taken into the palm of his hand by Yan Jin, and he immediately took it easy. He twisted affectionately in Yan Jin's palm, and finally shuddered at his fingertips with shyness.

Shen Zhixian: "..."

He was even more angry, his gaze retracted, he could not see or upset.

Three dishes and one soup on the table were quite hearty and smelled good. Shen Zhixian was hungry, so she was too lazy, and glimpsed that Yan Jin did n’t eat, and she was too lazy to care, and she ate a few dishes of small dishes, and ate slowly a small bowl of rice, and then she gracefully laid down the tableware and wiped out the papa to wipe Wipe your mouth.

Yan Jin felt a little relieved when he saw that he had eaten about the same amount of points as usual, and was a little worried.

Master always eats so little, no wonder so thin ...

While thinking about it, she heard Shen Zhixuan sip tea and politely asked him "how to call it".

The stand of the stranger was so full that it seemed like a passer-by who met each other.

"..." Yan Jin was silent for a moment, but her voice was called. "See brother at the age of."

"Cough—" Shen Zhixian almost sipped a cup of tea and couldn't even say a cough.

Yan Jin stood up silently and walked over, stroking his back in a familiar way, smoothing him.

In the early days, Shen Zhixian pretended to be sick and coughed a lot, and was very accustomed to Yan Jin's move. At this time, although he changed his identity on the bright side, he didn't think that there was anything wrong in his subconscious. The cheeks were reddish, gasping slightly, and asked hoarsely, "What do you call me?"

Yan Jin refilled a cup of tea for him, and said after he finished drinking: "My name is Yan Jin. It's the little apprentice in the transcript, your distant cousin. I should call you ..."

He paused and shouted earnestly again: "See you brother at the age?"

Shen Zhixian: "?????"

Shen Zhixian called him "brother" twice in a row, and his old face was a bit lost. On his face, he tried to calm his inner growl, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something. Yan Jin said, "Should I call it this way? I've been used to it since I was a kid. I have never had a brother, and I don't know how to call it ..."

There was a look of doubt on his face, and when a pair of black eyes looked over, there was a faint and helplessness in his eyes.

Shen Zhixian suddenly remembered the back of Xiao Yanjin who was lonely and skinny and did not fight back a few years ago. Suddenly he softened, grabbed the folding fan at hand, opened it, half-covered his face, and concealed the unnaturalness on his face: "Well that what, brother needn't call, just ... call my name."

Yan Jin seemed a little regretful, hesitated for a moment, but still answered "good".

The response is "OK", and the call is "good-looking".

Somehow, Shen Zhixian felt that there was nostalgia, nostalgia, and some enthusiasm in the "seeing", and it was unusually warm and ...

He remembered his previous guess, shaking his folding fan's hand for a moment, and then "um" softly.

A little unhappy.

The "year-old" that Yan Jin has seen before is so worthy of his memory? Can't help even empathizing with someone with the same name?

So remembering that "see you", why didn't you follow him before?

The unhappy Shen Zhixuan decided to go to bed early tonight, and refused to talk to Yan and Cao.

After all, he is just an ordinary person now!

There is only one bed, of course Yan Jin won't grab it with Shen Zhixian. In his heart he wondered why Shen Zhixian was suddenly unhappy, but he did not dare to ask, silently blow out the candles for Shen Zhixian, and meditate on the soft couch with the grass buds obediently.

The window was half open, pouring into the moonlight, and the breeze was slightly cool.

The night was already deep, and the small grass buds were sleeping at the window in the moonlight and slept soundly. Shen Zhixian on the bed was breathing for a long time, and she was clearly asleep.

Yan Jin opened her eyes, her eyes were clear. He tilted his head in the direction of the bed and walked silently after a moment.

Probably Shen Zhixian saw him as a "stranger" on the bright side, so tonight Shen Zhixian's sleeping posture is very correct. The lining is neat and meticulous. The brocade is put on the lower abdomen, lying on his back, hands folded. Brocade quilt, a serious look.

Yan Jin stared at him for a long time.

In the years when Qing Yunzong lived next to Shen Zhixian, he had the good fortune to see Shen Zhixuan's sleeping position several times, as chic and unrestrained as his sword skills.

The quilt was about to fall to the ground, the pillow was pushed crookedly, Shen Zhixuan rolled around the corner of the quilt, slept soundly on his side, and his hair spread like ink.

When awakened by a small grass bud, he rolled up the quilt angrily and turned over, tiredly and softly saying "Don't be noisy."

Yan Jin glanced down, without knowing what she was thinking.

A strand of hair was blown to the face by the wind, and Shen Zhixian was very uncomfortable. He raised his hand and fiddled a few times while he was asleep.

However, the strand of hair was very stubborn, and once Shen Zhixuan's hand was put back, it started to make trouble again under the agitation of the wind.

Shen Zhixian murmured slightly.

Yan Jin's eyes softened unconsciously, and he didn't even realize he smiled a little on his lips.

He gently fixed the strand of hair for Shen Zhixian before moving his eyes to Shen Zhixuan's wrist.

Because she had just fiddled with her hair, Shen Zhixuan's hand was no longer placed on the lower abdomen when she retracted it, and she lay around casually, pinching her fingers slightly.

Yan Jin squatted down and quietly took his hand.

Shen Zhixian's hands were cold all the time, as if they were never covered. Yan Jin gently turned his hand over and took the pulse for him.

When Yan Jin left, Shen Zhixuan's body was still very weak. Although she was all right now, Yan Jin did not dare to take it lightly.

Fortunately, the pulse was smooth and powerful, and it did not matter.

Yan Jin was slightly relieved and couldn't help but think more.

Seeing him now, Master did not seem very angry, did he ... forgive him? Why did the Master suddenly change his identity? Still happening to use this name?

He thought wildly, with a slight deviation in his sight, and saw Shen Zhixian's empty wrists without the jade beads that he used to wear.

I came to think that Shen Zhixian disguised his identity and then wore it, so he took it off.

On the white wrist, there is a place with a very different color-without the jade beads blocking it, the scars on Shen Zhixian's wrist will be clearly displayed in front of Yan Jin.

This scar, Yan Jin had seen a little bit before, only at this time to see it completely. It was an irregular wound. It was cut with a non-knife and across the snow-white wrist, and it was gently touched, with a slight bump.

Yan Jin looked at it carefully without a bit of detail. The scar seemed to have been ... made by repeated biting.

How can someone with such a Master's identity have such a wolf wound?

Yan Jin's heart gradually began to doubt. Somehow, he had an intuition that this scar might not have anything to do with Shen Zhixian, but something to do with it ...

See you every year.

See you soon ...

He chewed the name repeatedly in his heart, and tasted a little sweet, astringent, joyful and sad.

It's so complicated that it's hard to tell.

In fact, many of his memories are chaotic, and those past events were crushed and broken in the interlaced time of his life, leaving only small fragments embedded in his mind.

He no longer remembers why he must find such a person. He only remembers that those insatiable obsessions repeatedly appeared in his mind. His life seemed incomplete. Only when he found his age, he ate him into his stomach and rubbed him. Into the blood, is considered complete.

Forcibly searching for memories made his head start to ache. Yan Jin couldn't help but use a little strength. Shen Zhixian in her sleep noticed discomfort, and moved with anxiety, frowning.

The hand holding Shen Zhixian was scorched like a fire, and the contract in the consciousness of the sea issued a warning, using a sting to inform him not to mess.

Yan Jin suddenly returned to his senses, and realized the terrible thoughts that just came up. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were struggling, and a slight red color rose up quietly.

Wen Zong's cry "See you at my age".

The phrase that Master read out meets every year.

It seems to be showing some of the truth he has been longing for.

In fact, there is no need to ask anyone for further proof. The most instinctual and most direct response of his heart has already told him the truth, but he was trembling, for fear that everything in front of him was just a mirror, and he was afraid to touch.

The headache seemed to explode into two halves. Yan Jin put up with the pain, gently lowered Shen Zhixuan's hand, stood up, and couldn't help but take two steps when walking back.

Master.

See you at the age.

Yan Jin looked back uncontrollably. The clean-skinned man on the couch slept soundly, and when he was awake, he was full of tenderness between his eyebrows.

Like the full moon, the brightest and brightest moon.

...

Shen Zhixian, who was an ordinary person, was really exhausted after rushing for two consecutive days. Although she wanted to be prepared for Yan Jin, she couldn't help getting tired and went to sleep all night.

I just felt that my hand seemed to be beaten a little, and it hurt a little, but it was only a moment.

He turned to look at his hands in confusion, except that it was a little bit red, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He sums it up in the middle of the night and fell asleep on the edge of the bed with his hands-not the first time anyway, so he didn't take it anymore.

Yan Jin had to go with her, and Shen Zhixian could not refuse, so he could only calmly ask him, "Where to go?"

He has no direction. He has to see where Yan Jin is going, and see if he can run into the mysterious state hidden in the original book.

Just walk with your peers, he is careful not to reveal his identity ... Yes, the problem is not big.

Maybe he can become a "good brother" with Yan Jin. When the time comes to find the scales, Yan Jin can still look at the brotherhood, so he can divide him a little.

Shen Zhixian, who was totally unaware that his vest had dropped off, thought optimistically.

Yan Jin didn't have a clear destination at all, but Shen Zhixian couldn't bear to look at him all the time, and hesitated to say a direction: "So ... Go south."

Shen Zhixian nodded, agreeing.

Having set your direction, you're ready to go.

Shen Zhixian had enough of the pain in the past two days and decided to choose a comfortable riding mount. Not far from this town, there was a place specializing in various mounts, so he decided to take a look.

Yan Jin, of course, had no objection, with a small grass bud, followed him silently.

Before leaving the town, Shen Zhixian suddenly thought of something, and went back to find his study, leaving Yan Jin to wait outside. He had to go in and buy things by himself.

Yan Jin wanted to follow, and he glanced at him and stopped.

Fortunately, Shen Zhixian went in for a while, and soon came out. When she came out, her hands were empty and her face looked a little delicate.

Yan Jin only made a subtle look that could not see him, and only asked softly, "Buy?"

He heard him ask, Shen Zhixian's look was even stranger, and he shook his head for a while, "In the case of a dark boss, don't buy it, let's go."

Shen Zhixian took the lead to move forward, Yan Jin turned his head to look at the eye study, he had a good ear, and just heard the whisper of the owner of the study.

"Ahhhh, I sold this set of books, but I made a lot of money ... I don't feel bad anymore, so I can go back and listen to a few more storytelling ..."

Yan Jin lowered her eyelashes, turned around and strode to keep up.

...

The place to buy and sell mounts is very lively. There are all kinds of mounts. Fairy crane and civet cats are the most common. They are docile lingering rabbit pegasus, fierce lingering tiger and snake, and even turtle flying fish.

Shen Zhixian fancy a flying fish-the fish, as its name suggests, is a fish that can fly in the air, with a wide back and a normal-sized one, which can seat two or three people.

Those who sell mounts vigorously sell: "Come here to buy this cutting? It's super fast, super stable, and can fly. When I'm on my way, I look at the scenery below and how busy it is ... the most important thing is safety! I have sold fish for so many years, I haven't Heard of the fall! "

Shen Zhixian was agitated, and asked, "Can ordinary people sit?"

The boss's endless words were intercepted. He froze, looked up and down Shen Zhixian, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I thought you were a disciple who came out from the door, and you look so handsome ... Yes! My flying fish is obedient and obedient, and ordinary people can sit! "

Flying fish will grow larger when they need to ride, usually shrinking into a fist-sized fish, wrapped in a water polo. The boss found a water polo with a sea-blue flying fish in it. He said "Hi", threw the water polo, and drank softly: "Come out!"

The flying fish broke through the water polo and suddenly became large. It floated neatly beside Shen Zhixian. The two big eyes of the fish on the flat fish's face turned slowly, and it looked like ... it was a bit cute.

Shen Zhixian touched his head, Feiyu spit out a bunch of small bubbles at him, and stabbed his hand without knowing it. The two long fish whiskers swayed and rolled up quietly, poking Shen Zhixuan His hand retracted shyly again.

Shen Zhixian watched it fun, and felt a bag of spirits boldly: "Just it!"

As soon as the boss opened today, he made a big business and couldn't stop smiling. You know, the price of flying fish is not low! He looked at the hearty guest and responded with a good voice: "Good, good guest, generous, I'll send you a plush blanket! The sky is strong, but don't blow-what else can the customer order?"

Shen Zhixian looked at Yan Jin, knowing that he probably had no money, and said, "What are you going to buy? Just choose it."

The boss looked enthusiastically at Yan Jin, but Yan Jin shook her head and calmly said, "It's not safe for you to sit on the flying fish alone. I'm with you."

The boss suddenly looked disappointed.

Shen Zhixian thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, so he didn't force it. Although he was confident that he would not be in trouble, because he could not use his spiritual power, he brought a lot of gadgets, and his life was no problem.

After half an hour, the two of them sat on the flying fish and started flying south.

Shen Zhixuan will choose flying fish, in fact, she just wants to try what the world of Xiuxian aircraft looks like. After all, when taking a modern airplane, looking at the clouds through the window, there is always a sense of unrealism.

Full of thoughts, holding Shen Zhixian, Liu Yunyu, the world, half a quarter of an hour after the flying fish took off, he regretted it.

Flying-too-high-wind-good-big-ah!

Shen Zhixian looked down, and the long-awaited fear of heights came out again. In fact, his fear of heights is not very serious, such as taking a plane, climbing a mountain with a railing, and so on. As long as he knows that there are things around him that will not fall, he will not be afraid.

Only now ...

It was empty and there was nowhere to climb, as if he would fall down at any time, only to make him afraid.

Shen Zhixian was a little scared and a little regretful. He moved calmly toward Yan Jin, raised his eyes to the distance, and did not squint, pretending to be calm.

Yan Jin was keenly aware of his emotional changes, and thought about it. With his fingertips, a slight "snoring" sound, a blister-like barrier covered the fish with the fish.

凛冽 The wind suddenly disappeared, Shen Zhixian took a moment, and looked subconsciously at Yan Jin, but found that at some point, Yan Jin also moved to his side, sitting in a protective posture, sitting close to him. Within easy reach.

Just turn your head and raise your hand, you can touch.

Too close, Shen Zhixian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and coughed slightly, just as Yan Jin also looked at him, it seemed to see through his fear, and said "Don't be afraid".

Quite a soothing tone.

Shen Zhixian suddenly felt that he was a tall image of an elder—well, his cousin was also an elder, all gone.

He coughed again and decided to create an image of a good cousin who cares for his cousin. Then he asked with a smile and said, "How have you been in recent years?"

Yan Jin watched him silently for a moment, but she didn't really understand what the Master was tossing about. But since Master asked, he said truthfully: "It's fine, Master treats me very well, that is ..."

Shen Zhixian smiled stiffly, suddenly did not want to listen to his "is" the following, but Yan Jin did not give him the opportunity to interrupt, and then went on.

"... It is that Master is not well, and he does not like to drink medicine. He always adds a lot of sugar when drinking elixir. The four elders said that this is not good, it will destroy the medicine, but Master always adds it secretly. Can't help it ... "

Shen Zhixian: "........."

Shen Zhixian: "?????"

Let me tell myself, who made you secretly vomit! !! !!

The elixir was so unpleasant to drink that he was not allowed to add sugar quietly! !! !!

Shen Zhixian tried her best to control her hand, don't knock on the villain's head, and turned angrily to see the scenery, regardless of Yan Jin.

There is now a barrier in the horizontal and vertical, he is consciously safe, not that