The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

Shen Yi sat in the restaurant in a daze until the evening, and Ling Yun did the same, standing at the window for most of the day without moving at all.

Qi Yu knocked on the door and asked at the door: "Mr. Ling, do you want to prepare dinner?"

"No need." Ling Yun opened the door of the office and walked out. When he came downstairs of the company, he bumped into Lin Tian sitting at the front desk. He was a little confused and asked, "What are you?"

"My new job, isn't it bad? I work nine to six, with two weekends off, and the salary is not low." Lin Tian came to Ling Yun's side with joy in his brows. He obviously liked this job, and did not accept the receptionist next to him at all. My sister’s look of disgust.

"It's pretty good." Ling Yun nodded. For Lin Tian, ​​this job was pretty good, at least much better than delivering food. She looked at Qi Yu behind her with admiration, "You're pretty good too."

Qi Yu, who was praised inexplicably, felt a little embarrassed. He deliberately stumbled Lin Tiantian, but he didn't expect that he would fall into Lin Tianxia's arms.

Why didn't he think that Lin Tian was so flexible before? After all, he used to be a rich man, but now he is even willing to work at the front desk.

After Ling Yun left the company, he went straight to the snail noodle shop, bought a bowl of snail noodle and hurried to the restaurant.

When Ling Yun arrived at the restaurant, Shen Yi was sitting at the door of the restaurant in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You're here." Shen Yi looked at the ground without raising his head.

Ling Yun handed him the snail and lion powder in his hand, "Eat something first."

The warm snail rice noodle had a familiar smell, but there was no one to share it with. Shen Yi suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and said with a bit of bitterness: "Have you known it for a long time?"

"What do you know?" Ling Yun asked softly, holding his hand and walking towards the store.

Shen Yi shook her hand away fiercely, clenched his fists hard, and looked at the person in front of him with red and swollen eyes, "When did you know about Guo Shu?"

"Imperial guest." Ling Yun's voice was calm.

The first time Ling Yun saw Guo Shu, his face was already filled with deathly aura, and his fate was sealed.

There was a hint of sadness in Shen Yi's eyes, and he shouted at Ling Yun at the top of his lungs: "Then why didn't you say anything then?!"

Ling Yun's eyes revealed a kind of indifferent indifference, "Why do I say this?"

Cultivators should not interfere in mortal affairs, especially birth, old age, illness and death, which is a taboo.

Shen Yi's voice was very unstable, and he asked Ling Yun: "Why did you say it? Do you know that if you had said it at that time, you might have been able to save him!"

Ling Yun's eyes did not change at all, "Even if I say so, he will still die."

Her indifference made Shen Yi unable to control himself any longer, his eyes filled with tears, and he roared at Ling Yun: "You didn't even say anything, how did you know he would die!"

Ling Yun felt the unstable mood of his family and didn't want to argue with him anymore.

"Let's go and have something to eat first." As she said that, she went to hold Shen Yi's hand, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Shen Yi, who was being held by her, was in a daze. He paused for about half a minute, and his voice became calm and hoarse, "Ling Yun, if it were me, would you say it?"

"Don't think too much, you are in good health." Ling Yun frowned slightly, but other than that, there was no trace of emotion on his face.

Shen Yi looked at Ling Yun in front of him and suddenly felt a little strange. It seemed that even if it was him, Ling Yun's choice would be the same.

He chuckled softly, his eyes filled with sadness. When he spoke again, everything had calmed down, "Ling Yun, let's break up."

He took Ling Yun's hand, pulled it away easily, and walked into the restaurant without looking back.

Ling Yun, who was left behind, leaned against the door of the restaurant and sighed. This was exactly the same as the worst outcome she had just expected. It was absolutely impossible to break up.

Her family's fate will really cause her problems. Doesn't this force her to compete with Tiandao for people?

In the restaurant, Shen Yi also leaned against the door. His heart seemed to have been cut with countless wounds, and each one was filled with heart-rending pain. He could no longer hold on and slowly slid to the ground.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the blurry figure leaving the door, and the pain in his heart doubled several times. He opened his mouth and bit his hand, swallowing all the whimpering sounds that followed.

Tears fell down his cheeks to the ground, one drop after another. He suddenly remembered the bottle specially used to catch his tears. I don't know what he thought, but he got up, found a basin and put it on the ground, and continued to cry. This time I cried harder.

Ling Yun, who was observing secretly, silently took back the bottle in his hand. Her family was quite conscious.

After a while, Shen Yi got another glass of water for himself, took a big sip, and then moved to another place to continue crying. He didn't forget to take the basin with him when he changed places.

Ling Yun was very pleased, just remember to drink water.

In the dead of night, Shen Yi was a little scared to be alone in the restaurant. At this moment, the sound of sports cars outside came closer and closer, and the sound suddenly stopped at the door.

Then there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door. Shen Yi took the broom and hid in the corner of the restaurant without making a sound. Jiang Che who knocked on the door had doubts in his eyes. Didn't he say that Shen Yi was inside? Why was there no sound?

When Jiang Che thought about the call Ling Yun made to him not long ago, he was frightened. This guy really went to the esper association, and he was actually Jack of Spades.

When he thought of what Ling Yun had told him, he raised his leg and kicked towards the door. If he didn't do this well, Ling Yun would definitely make him walk around without food.

In the room, Shen Yi was already standing at the door holding a broom. When Jiang Che threw the door open, the big broom was also crackling and beating around. Jiang Che quickly stopped it with his hands, "Don't hit! Don't hit!"

"Jiang Che?!" Shen Yi didn't stop and patted him a few more times.

"Hey, Shen Yi! Are you sick?!" Jiang Che received a few more beatings, and he couldn't control his temper.

"Are you okay?" Shen Yi asked him with concern. He would not tell Jiang Che that he had a good time playing.

Jiang Che thought of what Ling Yun had told him, and became cruel. He covered his head with his hand and secretly touched himself. Blood immediately started to flow from his forehead. He even pretended to rub his forehead and successfully smeared the blood on his forehead. He was so disfigured because of this.

Jiang Che took off his hand and glared at Shen Yi fiercely, "Do you think there's anything wrong?!"

Shen Yi looked at the blood on his forehead and was shocked. When did he become so powerful? He hurriedly threw away the broom in his hand and suggested: "How about we go to the hospital?"

Shen Yi's red and swollen eyes, coupled with the confused expression, almost made Jiang Che laugh. It took him a while to hold back his laughter, and walked out of the door swaggeringly, "Let's go! Take me to the hospital!"

Shen Yi had a very good attitude and personally drove Jiang Che to a private hospital. At Jiang Che's strong request, he even opened a VIP ward for him. He had to be hospitalized and undergo a complete set of examinations to ensure that he had not been beaten by Shen Yi. What other problems?

Shen Yi felt no problem with this. This was how they came before. The difference was that the roles were reversed. Now it was Jiang Che who was hospitalized for examination.

It wasn't until Shen Yi saw the long bill that he became worried. He looked at Jiang Che for the rare occasion, "Jiang Che, I..."

Jiang Che pointed to his forehead which was covered with gauze, "What? Do you still want to admit it?"

"No, I admit that I was the one who hit him." Shen Yi's face turned red, his hands had nowhere to rest, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I just don't have money now."