After a thousand years of retreat, Yaochi's girlfriend asked me to come out

"it is good."

He has learned a little bit of dragon language, which can be regarded as a rough understanding, not proficient.

There are indeed some benefits after learning.

With Xiao Yu around, he couldn't practice at all, so learning Dragon Language is not bad.

"Then let's start by writing dragon characters. It shouldn't look good at the beginning, and dragon characters are more difficult." Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Lan and said with a smile.

Jiang Lan: "..."

Back to writing again.

More than 50 years have passed.

Time can't leave enough traces on Xiaoyu, can't it erase some unimportant things?

Jiang Lan remained silent.

Now that he is blessing the Dragon Slaying Sword Intent, he naturally has no time to study.

Wait for next time.

He's just come back and there's still a lot to do.

that evening.

Jiang Lan sends Xiao Yu away from Ninth Peak.

When he thought that Xiao Yu was going to go back to Yaochi with Yujian, Xiao Yu didn't move.

Just stood there and looked at him.

"What did Senior Sister forget?" Jiang Lan asked.

"Give it back to me." Xiao Yu stretched out her hand and said to Jiang Lan.

This surprised Jiang Lan:

"What is the sister referring to?"

"My Cold Autumn Sword." Xiao Yu reminded:

"Borrowing you when you go out is borrowing."

I remembered.

Then Jiang Lan took out Han Qiujian and put it in Xiao Yu's hand:

"Senior sister's sword."

He didn't explain anything, just pay it back.

"Then I'll go back, next time I'll come over to teach you to write Dragon Language."

Xiao Yu went to Yaochi with a smile.

Seeing Xiao Yu disappearing into the sky, Jiang Lan went to the top of the Ninth Peak to meet the master, and gave the master the good wine and sauced beef by the way.

Xiao Yu still doesn't hate candied haws, but Master doesn't know if he doesn't like it.

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Xiao Yu flew all the way to Yaochi.

Biting the last bunch of candied haws in his mouth, he checked Han Qiujian in his hand.

"There is no trace of using it. Is it because I never needed a sword when I went out to practice, or am I too embarrassed to use it?"

I have some doubts in my heart.

She really hoped that Han Qiujian could help Jiang Lan.

However, the younger brother was not injured, and looked much better than before leaving.

Something should have happened, and it went well.

Putting the sword away, she ate candied haws.

Tasty?

It's not very delicious, but she likes this little thing.

Perhaps it was because no one had ever given her a gift.

Or that no suitable person has ever given her a gift.

Even if it's just a simple meal.

She won't take what other people give.

As her fiancé, she can accept it with peace of mind. It belongs to Jiang Lan's kindness, and she doesn't want to let it down.

But for expensive things, you have to return gifts.

This is not necessary.

...

"Master, wine." Jiang Lan stood on the top of the Ninth Peak and handed the things to Master.

Looking at the wine and sauced beef, Mo Zhengdong didn't know what to say for a while.

Nothing new.

Nothing new than giving him a gift.

For the first time he delivered plant eggs...pet eggs.

The second time I gave You Ye Hua.

As a disciple of his, nothing but good wine is good wine.

This time it was rare to go out for training, so he added beef in sauce.

"Did you bring something to the goddess?"

Mo Zhengdong put away the good wine and sauced beef and asked.