Born short-lived

"However, my lord is truly extraordinary in skill. With just one strike at the beginning, my crossbow turned into strength... At that time, I felt an extremely strong spiritual power pouring into me... That feeling, tsk, is really amazing. Unforgettable," Yinfeng said intoxicated, "I wonder if there is still a chance to learn from the prince this time?"

Zhou Zirong's expression moved slightly, but he immediately returned to normal, and seemed to decline modestly: "Young master is too famous. At the beginning, I just used some brute force out of desperation. I was not as good as the young master said. It's just some fancy fists and embroidered legs." , nothing to discuss."

But Yinfeng didn't know whether it was really short strings or intentional, and he still refused to let go: "Where is the prince talking? Is it right?" ? Your lord, don't be polite to me."

The corners of Zhou Zirong's eyes twitched, and he wondered if this person did it on purpose?

But with Yinfeng's mind, he probably couldn't figure out so many thoughts.

The flashy fight before made Yinfeng aware of some abnormalities. If it was true as he said, "communicating with each other", I am afraid that Zhou Zirong's secrets that have been hidden for so many years will be seen by him.

Yinfeng's intuition is not wrong, it is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary psychics to be able to unleash the power of Tiangang Lingwu in an instant.And at that moment, his spiritual power was poured into the Yinfeng crossbow, in case Yinfeng still remembered what happened back then...

Spiritual power is related to a person's soul. After reincarnation, the spiritual power of the next life may not be stimulated, but its unique attributes and characteristics will not change, just like everyone's soul, regardless of In the reincarnation of several lifetimes, the skin has changed and the flesh has not changed.

But Zhou Zirong thought, after all, Yinfeng hadn't been in contact with the Vulcan Spirit for more than 1000 years, so he probably just felt familiar, so he shouldn't be sure just for a moment.

But I didn't expect Yinfeng to talk nonstop and endlessly: "My lord doesn't know something, his spiritual power reminds me of someone."

Zhou Zirong froze, and said with a dry smile, "Really?...Who is it?"

"My elder brother... ah, he is what you call Jinyun, the god of fire." Yinfeng immersed himself in the memories, and sighed very melancholy, "Back then he almost disappeared... hey, no Having said that, the prince's spiritual power is really similar to his. I said that I wanted to compete with the prince. Apart from marveling at the prince's extraordinary skill, I also wanted to recall the feelings he gave me back then. I remember when he was still there, We also competed a lot.”

Zhou Zirong was so choked that he couldn't speak, and there was a lot of mixed feelings in his heart. Yinfeng, the idiot, was beating him upright. Although he didn't know it, it reminded Zhou Zirong of many things in the past. land, but he has no way to clean it up.

Yinfeng didn't notice his strangeness, but realized that he had lost his composure at any rate, smiled apologetically twice, and said embarrassedly: "Hey...you see what I said, I made you laugh, it was all 1000 years ago thing."

More than 1000 years.

Zhou Zirong smiled, but there was some imperceptible bitterness in that smile.Perhaps time can really make people forget, but it is a pity that the 1000-year wave has washed everything away and made everything fade away. Only the person he most wants to forget and is most reluctant to forget, lives in the depths of his soul. Kuya Shin.

Zhou Zirong's hand unconsciously touched the ink jade chime that he had been wearing next to his body under the clothes on his chest.

He once advised that person not to care about it, but the one he couldn't let go of was himself.

Back then at the Naihe Bridge, he asked Ziying to bring a message to Dong Sheng, telling him not to entangle him in the next life, but he didn't expect that Dong Sheng really forgot and didn't entangle him at all, but he posted it himself.

Zhou Zirong often couldn't help thinking, when things got to this point, everything that should be said has been said and everything that should be done has been done, why on earth would he provoke that person again.

Maybe from the very beginning, he shouldn't have recruited Dong Sheng.

Zhou Zirong took a deep breath, and smiled pretending to be relaxed: "Don't talk about this, how about it, the young master will go to my house to rest and recuperate, and I will prepare some food for the young master, so as to clean up the dust for the young master."

After all, Yinfeng is a person who is not used to being sad, so he was melancholy for a few words. After being said by Zhou Zirong, he thought of the deliciousness of the East China Sea again, and immediately smiled from ear to ear: "That's a good relationship, then I'll tell you what to do next." Just disturbed."

What a solid eye.

But he stared sideways at Yinfeng calmly for a while, his heart moved slightly.

He couldn't help thinking: How long can this matter be kept hidden...

After noon, he settled Yinfeng and went to Cangzhu Pavilion alone.

At this time, Yuan Li had already helped him transport the large box of breeding room parts and file drawings that the Sha'an breeder and Dong Sheng had brought to the basement of Cangzhu Pavilion.

When he went, Jiang Huailan was busy translating the files himself, his eyes glued to the paper almost without blinking, and the documents beside him were piled up like a hill, one on the left and one on the right.She seemed to want to bury herself in it, and even Zhou Zirong walked behind her before she realized that someone had come in.

She turned her head to look, and the brows that had been furrowed since the beginning unknowingly relaxed when she saw Zhou Zirong: "My lord?"

"Miss Jiang," Zhou Zirong smiled, and leaned over to look at the densely written paper on her desk, "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Huailan didn't pick up his words, and handed him one of the manuscripts that had already been translated: "This time, Your Highness has helped a lot. There is a lot of information in these files, and this one records the experimental process of manipulating spirit ghosts." Yes, I will sort out a complete copy later, it will definitely be beneficial."

Zhou Zirong took it and read it roughly, nodded, and then looked at the two "hills" beside her: "You have to translate these yourself? Why don't you let the people below do it?"

"I can sort it out while looking at it myself, so why bother to go through any more trouble." Jiang Huailan said, "In addition, the parts and potions collected by His Highness have already been used for research, and we still have the breeder, it should be There will be results soon."

She had obviously been busy for a few nights, her originally white and glowing skin turned dull, and there were heavy bruises under her eyes, but she seemed to be in good spirits. After all, Jiang Huailan, who has always cherished words like gold, could say so much in one breath In other words, it can almost be said to be hyperactive.

Zhou Zirong said: "By the way, how is the girl's foot injury recovering?"

Jiang Huailan has been very busy these days. Before that, her mind was full of the news that Dongsheng's gray pigeon had returned from teleportation. She just finished processing it. The new file came again. If Zhou Zirong didn't mention it, she really didn't Remembering that she still has both feet, Jiang Huailan moved her ankle subconsciously after being told so, to make sure that there was no pain: "It's all right, thank you for your concern, my lord."

"That's good," Zhou Zirong smiled softly, "I'll go and see what's going on with Master Spirit Inspector."

Zhou Zirong was about to turn around, but was suddenly stopped by Jiang Huailan: "My lord."

He froze for a moment, then turned around: "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?"

Jiang Huailan opened the drawer under the table in front of him, and took out a small blue brocade bag from it, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and handed it to Zhou Zirong: "I see that the prince's face seems to have not slept well for a long time. Then, I was given a sachet to soothe the nerves."

Zhou Zirong was slightly taken aback. He had never seen such a deserted person give anything to others before, so he couldn't react at once, and forced a smile twice: "Miss, it's just that the girl has been working hard and thinking about it these days. The good things should be kept by the girl for her own use... Zhou appreciates the girl's kindness."

Jiang Huailan's hand holding the sachet froze for a moment in mid-air, without raising her eyes to look at Zhou Zirong, she was silent for a while, without a word of persuasion, she took the sachet back without any force: "That's it."

"..."

Although Zhou Zirong did not intend to take her things, he did not expect her to be so sincere. It turned out that Dong Sheng had joked with him in private before that Jiang Huai Lan's heart was as real as a weight.

However, it is indeed a rare spectacle that Jiang Huailan would take the initiative to give such things to others.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, although Zhou Zirong might be the only one who felt awkward, but he still couldn't help but hastily said a few closing words and went to Jianghuai Kong, unexpectedly Yuan Li came to him at this time.

"My lord." Yuan Li went straight to Zhou Zirong as soon as he came in from Shimen, "The presidents of the major chambers of commerce and the owner of Water Transport that you asked your subordinates to contact last time arrived early and are waiting for you at Wanghai Tower."