Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

18

The performances of the juggling class were really wonderful, such as jumping through fire rings, breathing fire, swallowing swords, etc., which won the applause of the whole hall.Although there are many of them that have been watched before, Feng Yan is still very happy to watch, because this is the first time he watched it with his senior brother, and went shopping together, unlike his previous life, where he was burdened with so many burdens, and he couldn't even see his own heart clearly.

Feng Yan looked up at his senior brother's much softened side face, and decided in his heart that in this life, he must make his senior brother no longer sad, make him happy for the rest of his life, and accompany him to the end.

The juggling class ended, Feng Yan grabbed his brother's hand, and said in a cheerful tone, "Senior brother, this juggling is really good."

Su Qing held his hand back, with soft eyes, and responded in a low voice: "Well, next time I want to see my senior brother and bring you here again."

"it is good."

The two of them were walking like this. Su Qing saw a small stall of kneaders from a distance. After thinking for a while, he led his junior brother up and said to the stall owner, "Please knead two doughs just like the two of us." people."

The stall owner said with a hearty smile: "Okay, please wait a moment, my lord."

"Here, are you satisfied?" The stall owner was quick and quick, and soon handed over two lifelike face masks, both in facial features and expressions, they all resembled them very much.

Feng Yan thanked the interviewer in a low voice, while Su Qing paid the money beside him.Feng Yan looked at the two exquisite doughnuts in his hands, filled with joy, they really looked like his seniors, the eyes, nose, mouth, and even the expressionless faces were all the same.

Feng Yan stretched out his hand to gesture in front of his senior, and said happily: "Senior brother, it looks very good."

"One for each person, you keep mine, and I keep yours." Su Qing stretched out his hand to take the 'Little Junior Brother', blocked it with his sleeve, retracted it with his backhand, and put it into the space.

Feng Yan stared blankly at 'self' being snatched away by his senior brother, then laughed, and also put his 'senior brother' into the space.

The two walked slowly on the street, lingering, watching and playing with all the interesting and novel gadgets, and before they knew it, it was already dinner time.

Feng Yan tugged on his senior's sleeve, and said very confidently: "Senior brother, I'm hungry."

Su Qing's face softened a lot: "It's because senior brother didn't think about it, what does little junior brother want to eat?"

Feng Yan looked up, this is the famous snack street in the town, he saw a seller of wontons from a distance, pointed with his little finger, and said in a crunchy voice, "Brother, shall we eat wontons?" Tender without pressure.

"Well, let's go." Su Qing nodded, led his junior brother and walked to the stall, and sat down in a seat where no one was around. A young man in a well-dressed suit behind him was very interested from the moment they sat down. looking at them.

Seeing a guest coming, the young man came up courteously, wiped the table with the cloth towel on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "What do you two want?"

"Two bowls of wontons, don't want green onions." Feng Yan smiled, propped his chin with his hand and looked at the senior brother opposite, saying that Xi Shi is in the eye of a beholder, why does he think the senior brother is getting more and more beautiful.

The little guy quickly brought up the wontons, Su Qing took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to the little junior brother, and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

"No, brother, can you taste the wontons? I haven't eaten them for a long time." Feng Yan smiled like a child. It's great to be able to live again. Being able to get along with senior brothers so intimately is still a chance. Make up for past regrets.

"Well, I'll cook it for you in the future." Su Qing said lightly, but her eyes were firm.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, he had tasted his senior's craftsmanship in his previous life, and it was indeed very good, so he would not have to worry about eating and drinking in the future.

The two ate their wontons quietly, during which neither of them spoke, but they were very warm. Su Qing put down his chopsticks first, and looked at the young man opposite him with warmth in his eyes. This kind of life was his extravagant hope before, but now he unexpectedly It really came true, should it mean that God was too kind to him?In this life, he is confident that he can protect the young man, as long as he is more careful about the movements of the Demon Cult.

"Are you full? Do you want more?" Su Qing watched the junior put down the chopsticks, and reached out to wipe the soup from his mouth.

Feng Yan raised his chin slightly, enjoying the brother's closeness, touched his swollen belly, shook his head and said with a smile: "No more, I can't eat anymore, I can't walk anymore."

"I'll carry you back." Su Qing pursed his lips slightly, too fast to catch it, but Feng Yan, who was always paying attention, saw it.Feng Yan felt that as long as he saw his senior brother's smiling face in this life, it was enough.

"Okay, I'll go back after eating." Feng Yan replied, and called the boy to pay the bill.

Su Qing stood up and was about to lead his junior brother out, but a young man in rich clothes came in front of him.

Su Rong shook his folding fan, and smiled chicly: "I'm here, Su Rong. I just noticed the two little brothers. I wonder if the two of you can make friends?"

Although Su Rong was speaking to the two people, it was Feng Yan who was looking at it. He could see clearly just now that although the indifferent young man in front of him seemed to be in charge, the words of that beautiful young man were more effective.

Su Rong thought that he was already a talented swordsman from the Su family, and he had already reached the fourth level of swordsmanship. Many people stayed at the third level at the age of 40 or [-], but he just found out that the beautiful young man It turned out to be the fourth level of sword repair, but his internal strength was a little lacking, but he couldn't detect that indifferent young man's cultivation level, he must be higher than him.

When Feng Yan heard the name, his first reaction was that ancient cultivation family, the Su family, but he had never heard of the name Su Rong in his previous life.He looked at his senior brother with some doubts, and he also saw puzzlement in the other party's eyes.

Feng Yan tilted his head and smiled: "My name is Feng Yan, and he is my senior brother Su Qing." There is no way, now he is a 13-year-old boy, and his senior brother doesn't like these social interactions, this kind of thing can only make him Come and do it.

Su Rong raised an eyebrow, whose surname is Feng?Except for Feng Lie, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, have you heard of anyone with the surname Feng in recent years?Could it be that he is really the young master of Huashan Sword Sect?

Su Rong put away her folding fan, approached Feng Yan with a smile, and said in a friendly way, "But the young master of Huashan Sword Sect? Then we are all from the same sect. You look so young. I call you junior brother." How about it?"