[Cultivation] Asking for a sword

What is 20-year-old Chu Han like?

Gu Cheng never thought about it, but now he has the opportunity to get to know his uncle again, and they met again in the best years of their lives.

At this time, Chu Han was self-willed and awe-inspiring, with pride soaked in his bones.

He has not experienced the helplessness and the painful growth later.

Bai Huayin handed over the snow shoes to him, and heaved a long sigh.

"I'm really not a good mother. I have a lot to say sorry to you."

"But I hope you can have a good time." When Bai Huayin said this, his expression was rare and serious.

Gu Cheng smiled and nodded.

"We will."

Daoist Tiankun looked at them quietly, and suddenly asked, "Where are you going to take him?"

"East Pole Continent."

"Jianzong has been destroyed, you still take him?"

Gu Cheng nodded: "I hope he can remember."

Daoist Tiankun stared at him for a while, then said: "Alright, it's pretty quiet over there now, it doesn't matter if you go there."

Gu Cheng was taken aback by him, but he still smiled and cupped his hands when he heard this.

"Thank you Daojun."

Bai Huayin suddenly said: "Are you still calling Dao Jun?"

Gu Cheng immediately responded with kindness: "Master."

Daoist Tiankun glared at Bai Huayin, but he didn't object.

When walking back, Chu Hanan quietly leaned against the door, quietly looking at the sky.

When Gu Cheng tossed Lu Xue to him, Chu Han's eyes showed a rare joy, but it was quickly dissipated by the light of the sword in his hand.

"Let's go!"

"Where?"

Gu Cheng stretched out his palm to him, and said with a slight smile, "Go back to Jianzong."

Chu Han looked at the gentle smile on his face, but didn't shake his hand back.

"Can you leave?"

Gu Cheng nodded: "Yes."

Chu Han tied the snow shoes around his waist, and the corners of his eyes moved slightly: "Then let's go."

Leaving the South Outlying Islands, also left the Southern Wilderness Sea.

Gu Cheng was thinking about how to go to the East Pole Continent, there are too many people who know them here.

Chu Han was much more relaxed. He sat on the side of the flying boat, sometimes overlooking the land and mountains, and sometimes looking at the white clouds rolling from a distance. The snow on his knees reflected his handsome face.

Gu Cheng squatted down beside him, his fingertips twitched a strand of black hair, and his voice was filled with a smile.

"Do you like it here?"

Chu Han didn't look back, he was used to Gu Cheng's occasional intimacy, and he would never go overboard, and it was useless to say that he was.

"Well, it's beautiful here."

"Then should we stop here and leave later." Gu Cheng was always willing to pamper Chu Han, as long as he was given a chance.

"You really lied to me a few days ago." Chu Han suddenly turned his head, looked at Gu Cheng, who was smiling at him, with a serious face: "If you were really sent to take me back, how could you be so calm? not busy?"

Gu Cheng smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I forgot."

"..." Chu Han slapped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the scabbard rested on Gu Cheng's shoulder, halfway through the sheath, the cold light shone on his face.

"What is your purpose?"

Gu Cheng was still smiling: "If I say that I fell in love with you at first sight, would you believe it?"

"I believe." Chu Han nodded seriously.

This time it was Gu Cheng's turn to be puzzled: "Why did you believe this time?"

"You said that sentence while looking into my eyes. At that time, your heart beat faster than usual."

Gu Cheng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said: "That's right, I definitely didn't lie to you."

"But I hate love at first sight. It's not a good thing if it comes too easily."

Gu Cheng wanted to cover his glassy heart again.

Chu Han raised his hands and stood up from the ground. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Gu Cheng and said, "I'm hungry."

"...!" Go away, how could Daoist Yuan Ying be hungry.

Of course Gu Cheng wouldn't say that, he also stood up: "Then I'll take you to dinner."

Chu Han is actually pretty good at eating, and he's not picky about food.

Gu Cheng picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for him, and after he smelled it, he bit it.

Chu Han's eating speed is not too fast, the rhythm of picking up dishes and swallowing is basically the same, and he picks up one after another, and it is not obvious which one he particularly likes.

And after they entered the private room of a certain inn and ordered a large table, Gu Cheng sat on the side and focused on picking fishbone for him.

After Chu Han tried everything, he looked at Gu Cheng and said, "Why is it all bitter?"

Gu Cheng was taken aback, took a piece of food with his chopsticks, and took a sip: "No!"

Chu Han rested his cheek on his right hand, and frowned.

Gu Cheng also felt strange, he thought about it, but there should be no problem with the food, he asked someone to bring a bowl of honey, and gave him a spoonful.

"It's still bitter."

Then it's not his problem, Gu Cheng looked at Chu Han and asked, "Have you never done this before?"

Chu Han nodded.

"What's the problem?"

Chu Han thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "This kind of situation will only happen in the ninth level of the Wusheng Sword Manual."

"kindness?"

Chu Han's face was slightly pale, and his brows were furrowed tightly.

"Some things, I can't remember."

Gu Cheng sighed, and he was no longer in the mood to joke: "Let's forget it, it's not bad now."

"It's a very important matter..." Chu Han closed his eyes, and pressed his fingertips between his eyebrows.

Gu Cheng looked at him a little worried: "I'll tell you what I know, you think about it slowly."

Chu Han nodded.

"I don't know about the more distant things, I only remember the ten years since we met..."

Chu Han listened quietly, asking a few questions from time to time.

After finishing everything, Gu Cheng asked him: "Then you haven't remembered anything."

"No." Chu Han paused, "I really agree to become a Taoist companion with you?"

Gu Cheng nodded fiercely: "You promised it yourself."

Chu Han snorted.

Gu Cheng waited for his reaction, but saw that his expression was indifferent, unmoved at all, and he couldn't help being discouraged: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Chu Han tilted his head to look at him: "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Gu Cheng froze for a moment, reaping the consequences of himself, he sighed, a little frustrated.

Suddenly, he caught sight of Chu Han's shoulders shrugging slightly, and sure enough, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"you……"

Chu Han leaned over to take Hanshuang from Gu Cheng's waist, and said leisurely: "You may not be very trustworthy, but it will never lie to me."

"Han Shuang walks on the snow, since Han Shuang has already recognized you as the master, the matter of the Taoist couple can't be faked."

Gu Cheng looked at the two swords, each of which was engraved with handwriting, and placed together, they matched very well.

Chu Han brushed the hilt of Lu Xue's sword: "It was indeed carved by me."

Gu Cheng smiled at him, and quietly approached him, and he touched Chu Han's lips lightly, and they fell apart instantly.

Chu Han pursed his lips, feeling a little itchy, and then said, "I will take responsibility."

"..." Gu Cheng was at a loss for a moment before he realized, "Why do I think I should be the one who said this?"

"does it matter?"

"Is it okay"

The two looked at each other silently.

"I'm older than you." Chu Han continued, "And it's your uncle."

Gu Cheng said, "I confessed first."

Chu Han raised his eyebrows and said forcefully, "So what?"

"Okay." Gu Cheng gave in quickly, "Then how do you want to be responsible?"

Chu Han was silent.

Gu Cheng leaned over and raised his chin with a smile: "Maybe we can try now?"

Chu Han directly patted his hand and refused, "No."

"why?"

"I'm not ready."

Gu Cheng laughed softly: "This kind of reason is so straightforward, I only see you."

Chu Han was so annoyed by his laughter that he stood up immediately.

"What do you want?"

Gu Cheng gave him an ambiguous smile, then pointed to another room.

Chu Han walked in with a cold face.

Gu Cheng followed closely behind.

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