"Zhiya—"

As Xiao Xing slowly walked out of the house, Xiao Meng walked out of the room on the side and said, "Don't you think it's boring? ”

"This kind of life is boring enough, can't you find some fun on your own?"

Xiao Xing exhaled casually, "Okay, I'll ask if there is an empty room nearby, and this room will be given to Xiaoming." ”

"No need."

Xiaomeng shouted to Xiaoxing, who wanted to go out, and pouted his head and said, "It's good to stay in my room, anyway, there is a lot of space." ”

"Aha?"

Xiaoxing's brows curled, and he said helplessly: "Men and women don't kiss, you ...... Yes! ”

"It's annoying."

Xiaomeng directly grabbed Xiaoxing's robe and pulled it into the room, "It's just boring, I need to learn from you!" ”

"Don't be anxious, be angry! Steady! ”

"This is the sword realm I just comprehended, you can see if there is anything that needs to be improved."

"Gather energy in ...... Be careful! ”

……

A year later.

The night will be dark, and the candlelight will be faint inside.

"Sword Realm, Autumn Loss."

Xiao Meng's seemingly unchanged sword slashed over, making Xiao Xing on the opposite side dodge lightly, grabbed the tip of Qiu Li's sword with his upper hand, and then grabbed it, and said, "Your sword realm is becoming more and more proficient." ”

"It's not close."

Xiao Meng looked at Qiu Li in Xiao Xing's hand, turned over and fell on the bed, and said coldly: "I heard that a few days ago, Jing Ke, who was famous in the rivers and lakes, came to assassinate the emperor?" ”

"Huh? Not bad. ”

Xiao Xing was stunned for a moment, and then he also lay down next to Xiao Meng, sighed and said, "Senior Sister Yan also made a move, but Donghuang Taiyi's methods are unfathomable. ”

"Go to bed early."

Hearing this, Xiaomeng slowly closed his eyes, and with a wave of his left hand, the faint candlelight was extinguished at once.

……

The second year.

Same place.

It's still washing, practicing swords, chatting, and teaching.

Nothing has changed.

……

Year 3.

The quiet arrival of the Northern Underworld still took Xiaomeng away, and of course, at Xiaoxing's suggestion, Xiaoming's existence was acquiesced.

……

Fourth year.

Fifth year.

Until the seventh year.

Life day after day is like a wrinkled spring water, calm and unrippling, without a trace of ripples.

"Zhiya—"

Xiao Xing casually pushed open the door of the house, the sunlight was just outcropping, the breeze caressed, but there was already a figure outside, practicing swordsmanship under the tree.

Xiao Xing walked to the stone table on the side, and there were already some snacks and tea on it.

Seven years, the same boring life day after day, get up before dawn, rest when the sky is about to dark, if it weren't for his three meals a day and remember to put it on this stone table for Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing would simply think that he was a lonely retreat.

Of course, that's beyond that.

"Whew-"

Xiaoming practiced alone for a while, then turned his gaze to Xiaoxing, who looked younger than him, walked over slowly, and said, "Brother, it's been seven years. ”

"Huh?"

Xiao Xing's movements paused, then he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "I haven't reacted yet, it's been seven years, and I'm ...... Fifteen years old hahaha! ”

"One year to go."

Xiaoming suddenly opened his mouth and said coldly: "I only need to wait for another year." ”

Xiao Xing put everything away in an instant, looked up at Xiao Ming, who was already eighteen or nineteen years old, and said, "Gai Nie defected to the Qin State a few days ago, and it just so happened that the time came, so you can go with me to find him." ”

"No."