Heavenly practice

"woke up?"

Shen Zhuo went downstairs and walked over, Long Xiang brought a bowl of hot porridge in front of him, which made him turn away from Ying Tianbai who was walking beside him.

"Well, thank you." Shen Zhuo sat down and said.

Long Xiang smiled at him, "Thanks to you, my health has improved a lot. There is more than just a thank you word between us."

"..."

This sentence was originally nothing, but the only bystander present was Ying Tianbai.

Shen Zhuo subconsciously turned his head and glanced to the side, only to meet Ying Tianbai's indifferent face, who looked straight at him, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling, before he could break the embarrassing atmosphere, Young Master Ying spoke .

"Did you get the flowers?"

"... Received, thank you."

After he finished his reply, a sentence came from the left hand side, "What flower?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

He didn't speak, and the two people on the left and right raised their heads and met their eyes, and there was another long silence.

"..."

Shen Zhuo silently put the silly son in his arms on the table, lowered his head and drank the porridge, as quiet as a chicken.

Ning Feiyue, Xue Junmi and the others found the seemingly peaceful scene in front of them, but the undercurrent was surging. Jiang Li turned his head and looked at Jiu Yuan mockingly. Jiu Yuan pursed his lips and did not speak.

Zhao Kongyuan slept soundly in his room last night, his head was still groggy, he shivered when he saw this scene, woke up most of the time, and then let out a disgusted "Huh".

Hong Yue still didn't understand, Ning Feiyue secretly whispered something in her ear, she immediately showed a dazed and astonished expression, and finally replied in a daze, "But I like it, too..."

Her voice was not loud, but the two sitting on Shen Zhuo's left and right hands both looked over at the same time.

Hong Yue shrank back in fright and hid behind Ning Feiyue.

"Cough, brother Shen, are you ready to eat?" Ning Feiyue pretended nothing happened and asked.

"already ate."

Shen Zhuo apologized, "I'll go buy some dry food in a while, and I won't waste any more time."

"It's okay, it's still early for the Qinglin Grand Meeting. Last time I came, I was also joining in the fun, and it still passed slowly all the way."

Ning Feiyue stepped forward and hugged his arm, pulling him forward, "Come on, let's go buy some pastries, when the city gates meet."

"Really, that's just right. I want to buy some fruit. I heard that storage bags can store fresh food."

Shen Zhuo picked up Chunhu and went out with Ning Feiyue with a smile. In fact, thousands of grass and mud horses had already run in his heart.

Just kidding, he is the author, can he not know the setting of the following plot?Wasn't the scene too embarrassing to deliberately hint at Ning Feiyue's rescue?

Fortunately, this girl was as clever as ever, and she winked at herself as soon as she left the inn.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help giving her a thumbs up, "Amazing!"

"Brother Shen is also great!"

Ning Feiyue also gave him a thumbs up, "They all like you!"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

"Hey, I'm just joking, Brother Shen, don't be angry."

Ning Feiyue grinned, "I know you have someone in your heart."

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, "Who said that?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?"

Ning Feiyue was puzzled, "Your fiancee!"

"……Um."

Shen Zhuo sweated, and changed the subject with a guilty conscience, "What do you want to buy?"

"Hey, are you serious? Even the Jade Festival has just passed, and the shops are closed. Where can I buy food? I already bought them yesterday afternoon!" Ning Feiyue patted her bag proudly.

As she said, the street was really deserted, there were not many people, but there were red cloth strips hanging in front of every house, so it didn't look lonely.

A gust of wind blew by, and Shen Zhuo felt a bit of chill, only then did he realize that winter is really coming.

"All bought?"

The two of them didn't wait long at the city gate before others came over. Zhao Kongyuan probed to see the silly son in Shen Zhuo's arms, and asked, "Why is it still sleeping? Is it dead?"

"...It's just hibernation."

Shen Zhuo rolled his eyes at Mr. Zhao, and looked back at Jiyang City while holding his silly son.

"What's wrong? But something fell?" Long Xiang asked behind him.

"No, it's just..."

Although he only stayed for one night, Shen Zhuo had a deep memory of this small town, so he couldn't help but search in his memory whether there was such a Jiyang City in the original plot, and the huge plot that surged afterward Could this small town survive, or would it disappear like Hengyang City?

However, no matter how he thinks about it, he can’t remember writing the plot of Jiyang City. After all, he has been here for nearly a year, and now he can only remember some more important ones related to the protagonist. Main plot.

"Let's go."

He shook his head, turned around to look at Ying Tianbai, then at Long Xiang, and finally chose Xue Junmi.

Xue Junmi seemed to be thinking about something, and he was obviously taken aback when he saw him coming, and then he reacted, stepped on his own sword, "...um."

It was rare for Shen Zhuo to see this senior brother in a daze, and after stepping on the opponent's sword, he asked, "What happened?"

"Well... nothing."

Xue Junmi shook his head, squeezed his hands together, and drove the long sword to fly against the wind, and the others followed closely behind.

Stepping on a long sword, flying in the air, and the wind brushing his face with his fingertips, Shen Zhuo still feels novel no matter how many times he has experienced it. The world he wrote down has actually come true.

He looked back at the people behind his eyes, smiled slowly, and those people in the book also appeared vividly in front of him, it was really... so unbelievable.

"Big Brother..."

"Ok?"

"Have you seen Qin Huang?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo instantly understood, that was it.

"Did he do something to you?"

That's right, what he was wondering about was this, he wasn't surprised that Qin Huang would follow him, but it is said that Qin Huang has been pestering Xue Junmi for a long time, Xue Junmi shouldn't be so offended, and it doesn't fit his character.

Xue Junmi, who turned his back to him, was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you know Qin Huang's origin?"

Shen Zhuoxin said that he couldn't know better, even how much hair he had was set by himself, including the setting of his tragic life experience...

But he can't say that if Xue Junmi knows in advance that the person wearing the blue bird's feather coat is Qin Huang, it will be difficult for him to guarantee that the plot will not change. Although the current state does not fit the plot, it is what Shen Zhuo wants most.

That's right, apart from Ying Tianbai's appearance and Xue Junmi's line in the current messed-up plot, according to the original plot, he shouldn't have appeared in Jinyang City, nor should he and Qin Huang become like this.

In the original plot...

Shen Zhuo took a deep breath, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a sentence floating in front of him.

"I remember you once mentioned to me a man wearing a blue bird feather coat—"

"……Um?"

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Did you see that man's face?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, he almost forgot that he was still wearing the vest of the Destiny Clan.

"Uh...I've had some physical problems recently..."

"I understand."

Xue Junmi paused and said again, "It's fine if it's just me, as long as Master and Junior Sister are fine."

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, looking at the straight figure of the young boy in front of him, his heart felt like being grabbed by a big hand.

The boy in front of him was born in Zhentianmen not long ago, his memories of the past ten years are all about that place, Xiao Wuya, Ning Feiyue, Shangyin and others are his everything, if he loses it...

Shen Zhuo couldn't help but think of Long Xiang who watched the Jinyang City being destroyed with his own eyes. He just watched his relatives like that. Everything he was familiar with was destroyed in an instant, but he was powerless.

He looked back, but the wind blew his hair to his face, covering his sight.