Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

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Chen Huaiyu walked to Su Liang and saw there was another chair, so he sat down gently.

Seeing his expression, he smiled and asked, "Why, you don't welcome me?"

Su Liang shook his head quickly: "How could it be... I just didn't expect you to come."

Chen Huaiyu smiled slightly, then raised his hand and took out something.

In an instant, rich spiritual power overflowed the entire courtyard.

She shook her head: "Then don't you want this one?"

It's Golden Lotus Seed.

This was an excuse she had thought of on the way here.

You can't say, 'I don't know why, I just want to see you', right?

"Really give it to me?"

"Don't forget it."

Chen Huaiyu pretended to give up.

"I want it!" Seeing her closing her hands and shrinking back, Su Liang reached out and grabbed her.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

He squeezed her hand with some force and looked at each other, both in a daze.

This is the second time.

Fortunately, Su Liang reacted quickly this time and quickly let go.

"Ahem, what about... The moon is quite round tonight, no, the moon is quite beautiful... Well, as long as you understand what I mean."

The two of them were speechless for a moment, only the gentle breeze was blowing, and the surroundings were dotted with bamboo forests, with bamboo leaves swaying, leaning against each other, and rustling.

Chen Huaiyu was much calmer this time, but his face was slightly red, and he still retained his ability to think, and was not as panicked as before.

It's really strange.

What is written in the book is completely different from personal experience.

She seemed to understand a little bit about the so-called love at first sight and falling in love again, but she didn't seem to understand.

"Oh, I see......"

No matter what, Chen Huaiyu took over the words to keep the atmosphere from being too stiff.

"Here you go."

This time, she didn't stop.

Su Liang didn't hesitate and accepted it generously.

The Golden Lotus Seeds, which were sought after by the entire Dongzhou, were simply given away by Chen Huaiyu.

After all, no one knows how long the next golden lotus seed of Nanxi Sword Sect Nabingdilian will be born.

"I have read the letter you wrote to me. This is your reply."

After a brief silence, Chen Huaiyu raised his hand, and with a flash of light, he took out a letter.

Su Liang took it with both hands.

Seeing that he was trying to dismantle him, Chen Huaiyu quickly interrupted: "You can wait until I leave to watch."

Su Liang was stunned, obviously not expecting the reaction to be so big, and his tone was full of non-negotiable affirmation.

"Okay." He turned over the envelope, groaned, and asked, "You didn't write a title this time?"

"Well...it's written in there."

No matter how slow Su Liang reacted, he still understood that the title was obviously a new one.

What could it be?

I'm curious and want to take it apart.

After finally resisting the urge, Su Liang put away the envelope.

"Those ten top-quality spiritual stones will be given to you according to the agreement."

Su Liang shook the golden lotus seeds in his palm: "After all, I have taken advantage of this."

This time, Chen Huaiyu did not refuse, but still took out four top-quality spiritual stones, suspended them in the air, pushed them towards Su Liang, and said, "Okay. But... No, these are the eight won, half for each person."

"Uncle Chen actually got it together? Well, well, well, it seems that he has made a lot of dirty money over the years by relying on the opening methods I taught him."

Su Liang said with some surprise.

"should be."

The topic ends again.

Su Liang, who used to talk a lot, is no longer nervous now, and the fifth junior brother's interesting "Daiyu Literature" is no longer showing off, and he is very good.

Chen Huaiyu lowered his head and said nothing, seeming to be thinking about something.

"I will go back tomorrow."

Finally, after a moment of silence, Chen Huaiyu softened his voice and spoke first.

"Tomorrow?"

"Well...and I probably won't be able to write letters for a while after I go back."

Chen Huaiyu continued: "There is a trial in Yulou Palace...a trial for the next palace master."

Su Liang was silent.

He had no reason to stop.

"It's okay, I'll write it first and you can reply later..."

"Su Liang..." Chen Huaiyu suddenly interrupted him, looking serious.

"Can you give me the letter when we next meet?"

She didn't want others to see Su Liang's letter to her again.

Even if she is the master, she doesn't want to.

He calls her Miss Chen, as long as she knows.

Su Liang nodded: "That's fine. In case your master has read it again."

Chen Huaiyu smiled and then stood up.

"I'm leaving?"

"...good."

"I send you?"

"good."

One after another, the two of them arrived in front of the court speechless.

"Then...I'm leaving?" Chen Huaiyu looked back and spoke softer.

Su Liang moved his fingers slightly, and there were words rolling in his throat, but eventually they turned into the word 'good' again.

Chen Huaiyu's slender eyelashes blinked down, looking a little lonely.

But she said nothing more, nodded, and walked out of the courtyard.

I don't know if it was Su Liang's illusion, but her pace seemed slower than before.

He leaned against the courtyard door and watched her go away.

During this period, he wanted to call her several times, but stopped.

Why?

The figure gradually moved away until it disappeared.

Su Liang suddenly felt empty in his heart.

It's like there's something unfinished stuck in my heart; there's something unspeakable, choking in my throat.

Not comfortable at all.

Suddenly, he thought of the letter.

Su Liang turned around and walked towards the room.

He picked up a candle and took out the letter.

He opened the envelope gently, took out the folded letter paper, and unfolded it slowly.

He lowered his eyes, and the four words of the slogan were instantly printed in his eyes.

"Su Jun personally initiated it."

Apart from that, there was only a short sentence left on the letter.

So, he held the letter and read it over and over all night long.

...

"Did you give me the letter?"

Warships kept flying off Canglong Peak, leaving Nanxi Sword Sect and going their separate ways.

Among them, it also includes the flying boat of Yulou Palace.

On the bow of the boat, Li Simiao picked up Chen Huaiyu's loose black hair, moving carefully.

In addition to teaching her how to practice, Li Simiao combs her hair on weekdays, which makes Li Simiao feel most comfortable.

"Give it."

"Look up, but those four words?"

"Um."

"Oh? Did you use 'Su Jun' or 'Su Qing'? Actually, I think 'beloved man' is pretty good."

"Hey, this guy's names are quite particular."

"'Su Jun', pronounced like 'husband', he takes advantage of everything."

Li Simiao tied up her hair in braids and prepared to try out the new double ponytails she had recently developed.

"Master, you are right."

Chen Huaiyu suddenly spoke.

Today, she is still wearing red clothes, sitting upright, looking at the Nanxi Sword Sect's mountain gate getting closer and closer in front of her, and looking at the figure that is getting clearer and clearer.

Li Simiao didn't even raise his head, focusing on the work in hand: "What did I say?"

She stood up and trotted to the front of the flying boat.

"Hey, you girl, what are you doing? I just tied my hair into braids."

Chen Huaiyu turned a deaf ear.

She saw the figure clearly.

Su Liang was sitting on a boulder, wearing a blue singlet, still the same as last night.

After seeing Chen Huaiyu, he slowly stood up.

Chen Huaiyu clenched his fist nervously.

Su Liang slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Li Simiao also came to the flying boat, followed his gaze and saw Su Liang.

What is he going to do?

She is not the only one. At this moment, there are quite a few flying boats passing through the gate of Nanxi Sword Sect, one after another.