When they came out, the four of them had a great time, but when they went back, he was all alone. Su Xinhong kept reflecting and doubting himself on the way back. What went wrong?
Recalling the scene where he was slapped into the water by his master not long ago, his expression became slightly subtle.
Is it because I am too impulsive, or is Master unable to afford it?
Well……
Forget it, ignore this for now and talk about it when we go back. I hope the master will not get angry and imitate what he did before and suppress him in the secret room. Thinking about that scene makes him feel a little numb.
Just thinking about the master and ignoring the details, Ling Xueyin almost jumped in shock when he returned to the city lord's mansion, wet, messy and wrinkled.
"Senior...brother...you..."
The little girl was practicing her sword seriously in the yard, and every move was very standard. The sword energy emanating from the tip of the sword could even cut the fallen leaves in half on the tree three feet away, but she looked at it. When the senior brother appeared, the girl's little hand shook, her magic power went out of control, and the sword light shot out, directly splitting the tree in half.
"Don't think too much. Our Luoxia City is not at peace these days. I did it just to keep a low profile and not attract attention."
Su Xinhong was calm and calm before the battle, fully displaying the temperament that a senior should have.
Not to mention that his clothes were wet, even if he was wearing a beggar's outfit, his image as a senior brother could not be compromised in front of his junior sister.
"oh oh."
Ling Xueyin nodded in understanding. Although her little head didn't quite understand the special connection between being so wet and being low-key, the sensible girl still thoughtfully took out her handkerchief and wiped the water stains with her senior brother.
"By the way, Xueyin, is Master back?"
Naturally, he couldn't do this while watching the little girl busy. He was filled with fire magic, steaming his clothes to dry, and asked tentatively.
"I'm back." Ling Xueyin nodded.
"Master, is there anything special about her..." Su Xinhong wanted to organize his words, but the words came to his lips but it was a bit difficult to say.
"Huh?" The girl tilted her face and said directly: "Brother, what do you want to ask?"
"Master, does he look angry?"
"This...yes...yes..."
"How... angry are you?"
"Senior brother, what did you do? Didn't Master leave you here to start a small stove? What happened?"
Ling Xueyin suddenly raised her delicate face, and her big clear eyes suddenly brightened up like light bulbs, staring straight at him.
Just now, the girl's Taoist heart was clear and she could clearly feel a little uneasiness and uneasiness from her senior brother's emotions, as well as a somewhat strange feeling.
This is a very complicated feeling, mixed with various uneasy emotions such as guilt, embarrassment, entanglement, annoyance, etc., but in addition, there is also a little joy and excitement...
The girl said she didn't understand, but most of her joy at seeing her senior brother was gone.
All along, in her perception, her senior brother was the frank type, but today...
Didn’t you agree to open a small stove?
What kind of tricks did that woman play to make the senior brother so entangled?
Facing the junior sister's dazzling eyes, Su Xinhong's heart skipped a beat at first, but he soon realized what he had learned from dealing with her over the years, and chuckled softly: "What's wrong, girl, are you jealous? "
"Hey, I...I...I didn't...no, how could I be jealous...that woman is running a small stove, I don't care at all...I..."
Looking at her senior brother's teasing smile, Ling Xueyin was speechless and incoherent on the spot, her face flushed.
"You said you're not jealous, but your little face looks like a pufferfish."
Su Xinhong poked his junior sister's bulging face in a familiar manner. It was not as exciting as the master's. It was just the intimacy between the senior brothers and sisters. Then he laughed out loud and said: "Don't worry, it's just a small stove. Master won't forgive me." , Senior brother will naturally favor you, now I will open the Xiaozao head office for you alone, right?"
"Eh?" Ling Xueyin blinked, a little caught off guard.
"Hey what?"
He took out a silver-white long sword with random hands, stood upright, put one hand behind his back, and held a sword flower in front of his junior sister: "Today, senior brother will teach you a set of star swordsmanship, you must study it carefully!"
This is the reward that Master received for completing the mission, and he just took this opportunity to pass it on to his junior sister.
"Yeah, thank you, senior brother!"
The girl who was a little panicked just now suddenly regained her energy, and any entangled and jealous emotions were decisively left behind. She happily raised her sword and prepared to learn.
Su Xinhong breathed a sigh of relief. It was easy to deal with a simple junior sister. A kind of rhetoric and a set of sword moves could make her happy.
The sparse starlight appeared out of thin air in the small courtyard, the sharp sword blade passed by, and the starlight followed like raindrops. After a while, the starlight was like an airtight sword net, covering the small courtyard. Totally enveloped.
Well, it's actually a lot worse. There are a lot of flaws in the sword net, so it can only be said to be the same.
No way, this has nothing to do with talent, it's mainly a matter of philosophy.
Unlike Ling Xueyin who likes swordsmanship and ponders sword intention, sword energy, sword heart and sword gang every day, in Su Xinhong's view, the main thing about swords is that a white knife goes in and a red knife comes out. How can there be so many bells and whistles?
Therefore, it can be used as a skill, and there is no need to become obsessed with it.
But looking at his junior sister who seemed to be addicted to his poor swordsmanship, Su Xinhong decisively closed his mouth.
After all, this is the world of immortality, everything has its own meaning, there is no need to be so serious.
After a while, Ling Xueyin learned all the sword skills, and then she twisted her forehead and said, "Brother, this sword technique seems a bit difficult."
"You have learned so well just after you started, there is no need to belittle yourself, just study hard!"
"Yes, I will." The girl nodded vigorously, which really made Su Xinhong sigh. This girl is always so motivated.
"By the way, where is Master?" He asked curiously while his junior sister was pondering her sword skills.
It’s been so long since you came back, why haven’t you seen Master yet? You’re not sulking on purpose, right?
"Master, she seems to have gone back to the secret room." The little girl replied casually.
"Oh...huh?"
. . . . . .
In the evening, the junior sister was still studying the way of swordsmanship, and the matters in the city were relatively stable. Qin Niyu let her do her best. After thinking about it for a while, Su Xinhong came to the door of the secret room with worry.
He really didn't expect that the master would not live in the comfortable and relaxing courtyard, but would return to this secret room again!
What's going on?
With a strange thought in mind, he knocked on the door and pushed it open.
However……
The door to the secret room didn't move at all.
Su Xinhong: "!!!"
I wiped it, why can't it open?
Isn't it locked from the inside?
After a period of silent silence, he began to knock hard on the door.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Master, please open the door. I know you are inside, but please open the door first!"
