Heartthrob, he's always crashing

"There are people over there." Chu Qinghan reached out and tapped Shen Yanjun's shoulder, making him look to the other side.

The latter sat up straight reflexively, blinked and looked towards the direction the other party pointed him to. Lying there was a man in light yellow clothes, with a pair of thick eyebrows crossing his temples, and a pair of eyebrows under the eyebrows. Deep eyes, straight nose, thin lips, somewhat similar to Du Qiaoqi.

"Is this Du Qiao inspiring his father?" Shen Yanjun stood up and whispered to Chu Qinghan, the young man suddenly became nervous, "Isn't that the Emperor?"

He looked around for a week, but because there were monks everywhere, he couldn't tell which one was the guard who secretly protected the Emperor.

In the book, the father and son had a quarrel at all. Looking at it now, it seems that the relationship between the two is not bad.

Shen Yanjun thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything to remind Du Qiaoqi, but asked people to complete such a thing in the most relaxed way.

"I'm sold out again!" Su Qin ran over again, bringing back a lot of coins, and shuttled back and forth among the crowd like this, making the pale man's face even more bloody.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a fruit." Shen Yanjun didn't have anything to entertain others, so he habitually called out a spiritual fruit from the ring and handed it to the other party.

Fortunately, when he went to Zangshuge to endorse, in order not to make himself too boring, he specially transplanted half of the spiritual fruit land in his entire backyard to A Yao's medicine garden. Unexpectedly, the growth was particularly good. Only grow four or five, and finally grow directly towards ten.

In addition, he followed Duan Shuqiu to practice the ruthless way, and he had no appetite at all, so he put those that had grown up in the fixed time area of ​​the Najie, and saved a lot from coming and going.

Before he handed over the fruit, Chu Qinghan snatched it first, maybe because he was too anxious, the young man subconsciously uttered two words, "Mortal."

Shen Yanjun immediately understood, and hurriedly drew the man's attention to himself, "Ah, I forgot that this is eaten by monks, and it will be too nourishing for ordinary people, and it will not benefit your body."

"It's okay." However, the other party's gaze was still on Chu Qinghan.

Most people know that monks can change faces. At first, when he saw the back of the other party, he almost had a guess in his heart, and now the voice confirmed his guess in his heart.

It should be him, the one in room [-].

Shen Yanjun looked at the obsessed expression on the other party's face, a dull discomfort rose from nowhere, and he frowned quickly.

Sure enough, Su Qin shouldn't have been taken care of just now, and people should have been standing there all the time.

As soon as this idea popped up, the young man became even more irritable.

He snatched the spiritual fruit from Chu Qinghan's hand, took a bite viciously, "I'll get you some tea."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yanjun walked up to Du Qiaoqi while eating the fruit, and asked, "Do you have tea here, Junior Brother?"

Du Qiaoqi raised his eyes to see that it was Shen Yanjun, and chuckled lightly, "Is senior brother thirsty?"

"Forget it, where is the tea, I will pour it myself."

"It's in the corner room on the first floor, you can see it when you get closer."

"Okay." Shen Yanjun took two steps. Seeing that Chu Qinghan was still in place, he walked over and pulled him, "You go with me."

Seeing that Su Qin was also coming, Shen Yanjun hurriedly said, "Show me the place."

Although Su Qin was a little reluctant, since the person had been found, there would be no problem at all that night. The man nodded, sat in Shen Yanjun's seat, and began to help people sell maps.

Shen Yanjun led the people into the first floor of Baichutong, and soon found the room with tea.

The young man took the teapot, poured himself a cup first, and looked at Chu Qinghan after drinking, "What did you say just now?"

Chu Qinghan also knew that he had been exposed, so he calmed down a little, "There are many guards around him, if something happens to him after eating the spirit fruit, it will be very troublesome."

Shen Yanjun's eyelashes trembled, and his heart skipped a beat. The original depressed mood disappeared in an instant. This feeling was so obvious that Shen Yanjun's mood became more flustered.

He pressed his forehead with his wrist, and then said: "I have a way. When you are talking later, don't use your current voice to give him a feeling that you have made a mistake."

"Anyway, I don't really want him to recognize you." As long as you can't recognize you, the goodwill will have no sustenance and will eventually fade away.

Chu Qinghan's eyes jumped with joy, "Why don't you want him to recognize me?"

"I just don't want to, there's no reason." Shen Yanjun folded his arms around his chest, a little unreasonable, and there was no need to explain this kind of thing, the person who asked the question would explain it clearly in his heart.

Sure enough, after he said this, Chu Qinghan really didn't ask any more questions. On the contrary, he seemed to be in a good mood, "Is my voice okay?"

The current Chu Qinghan has changed his voice into a voice that is very similar to his original voice, but if you listen carefully, it is very different.

"Okay, this will have no effect on your body, right?" Shen Yanjun said, and stuffed another bottle of recovery pill.

The latter shook his head, "It's okay."

"Okay, let's go out." Shen Yanjun went out with a teapot and a few clean cups.

He poured tea for the few people outside and sat for a whole day. After it was completely dark, Du Qiaoqi stood up and asked the rest of the people to go back and come back tomorrow.

Because of Shen Yanjun's presence, no one dared to make trouble.

When Shen Yanjun looked at the two alleys again, Du Qiaoqi's father and the people in the palace had already left.

At the end of the day, Su Qin was too tired to do anything. Du Qiaoqi saw that people had been busy all day, and his attitude towards people was a little better, "What's your name? I really can't remember."

Su Qin nodded his head full of disappointment, "My name is Su Qin, and I am the son of Prime Minister Su. We were about five or six years old and played together in the palace. Later, when you went to Qiuyan School, I told my mother I want to go with you."

"And then?" Du Qiaoqi still had no impression of this person, his childhood memories were all gloomy, and he had no playmates at all.

"Then I was beaten up by my father, and I didn't go." Su Qin rubbed his nose, although he was embarrassed, he still said it.

Du Qiaoqi nodded, "Well... still have no impression."

"Ah? How could you forget?" Su Qin's face became more disappointed, and he put on the fur collar hat behind his cloak, "We were dressed like I am now, and it was also in winter. You are like this, wrapping your whole head in a hat, and then I want to take your hat off, and you kick me into the snow.

When I get up again, you are gone, and the next time we meet, you will be taken away by a fat man. "

When Su Qin talked about the usual things, he danced and danced, but Du Qiaoqi who responded to him was still in a daze.

Shen Yanjun lowered his head and secretly laughed twice. Even if Du Qiaoqi remembered this kind of memory, he probably wouldn't admit it. He felt that it would be more appropriate to seek revenge.

Seeing that the other party failed to remember, Su Qin looked at Chu Qinghan who was standing silently at the side, "Then did the two of us meet somewhere?"

"No, I don't have any impression of you." Chu Qinghan looked at him and replied.

When Su Qin heard his voice, he immediately felt something was wrong, "Your voice just now doesn't seem to be like this."

"My voice has always been like this." Chu Qing coldly replied.

The man looked at Chu Qinghan again, still very puzzled, but not as sure as before.

"It's very late now, young master, let's go back earlier." Shen Yanjun took out three hangers from the money the other party earned and handed them to him. "This is wages. Thank you very much for your help today."

"You're welcome, I'm having a good time." This was the happiest thing Su Qin had done this day, even though everything after that was not very happy, "I'll come back tomorrow."

"Anything is fine." Shen Yanjun waved his hand, watching the man walk away slowly with his book boy carrying a few slings of money.

The three returned to Du Qiaoqi's mansion in a carriage.

Due to the heavy workload of the day, Du Qiaoqi went back to the room to rest first, and Shen Yanjun and Chu Qinghan also went back to their rooms.

Just as Shen Yanjun took off his clothes and lay down on the bed, his mind was in a mess. It seemed that after the system said something about love, he started to act strangely. Especially today, his reaction was really strange. Why did he Uncomfortable and angry?

The young man tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and finally put on his clothes again, carrying the talisman Fanshuang Sword that he hadn't touched for a long time, and ran all the way from the roof to the martial arts training ground where Chu Qinghan and Du Qiaoqi had competed before.

Now those two people have fallen asleep, and there is no one else in the mansion. Shen Yanjun slowly relaxed. After clenching the sword tightly, the forgotten sword manual in his mind began to play slowly. The young man followed his memory and body for several years. With the accumulated experience, I slowly found the feeling I had when practicing swords before.

The Fanshuang sword is heavier than all the swords he has ever touched, and it is almost as heavy as the hammer of Duan Zhumen, but the hammer of Duan Zhumen is top-heavy, while his sword is the whole weight.

The young man was waving the magic weapon, and there was a sound of piercing through the air with every movement. The place where he could practice with the magic weapon of his own life before was only in his own two homes. He is not the kind of person who can trust others very much, even if It's Chu Qinghan, sometimes he won't tell the other party everything about himself, and occasionally he even speculates about other people's intentions with malice.

His current cultivation level is considered outstanding among his peers, but when he holds a handful of artifacts that everyone wants, those who are stronger than him will not only appear among his peers.

Shen Yanjun himself knew this, so he would never display his real name magic weapon, the contracted spirit beast, at will.

Only when you become strong enough can you protect your own things.

The young man told himself over and over again that he had to practice hard, and the sword in his hand displayed all the sword skills he had learned one by one along with his memory.

Today is the night of the full moon, and the bright moonlight is pouring down. The young man is dressed in white, his loose black hair is fluttering with his movements, and his clean and white hands are waving a huge sword. windy.

Like a painting.

As the movements became more and more proficient, the surrounding environment slowly blurred in Shen Yanjun's sight, and he seemed to have entered the realm of the unity of sword and man.

Almost instantly, the young man felt his cultivation suddenly loosened, and he rushed to the sixth level of the out-of-body stage.

Shen Yanjun was overjoyed, and slowly retreated, the environment in his field of vision gradually became clear, and then he saw a smear of white standing on the eaves next to the martial arts field.

The young man stabilized his body, raised his eyes and looked up, and saw under the same moonlight, a golden-eyed great white wolf with extremely soft hair like fine silk was squinting at him.

The author has something to say: Shen Yanjun: "How come the Du Qiaoqi family has all these... Is this the royal family?"

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When I was catching insects before, I changed Shen Yanjun's cultivation base when he was practicing the Ruthless Dao to the fifth level of the out-of-body stage.