When Su Nanxing first met Zhou Chuxi, it was at the residence of his head master, Zhou Zimo.

At that time, Sunan Xing's mind was mainly on the countdown of the task released by the system, after all, life was at stake.

Later, I unconsciously immersed myself in the joy of saving my little life.

Su Nanxing and the senior brother who had been listening to the chatter of the senior brothers and sisters all day long and his ears were about to become calloused, but they only glanced at each other and smiled, and their eyes did not stop long.

The mind is not on the one hand, but more reason, in fact, is that their eldest brother looks really, too ordinary, not beautiful or ugly, easy to be ignored, if you have to find a word to describe it, then the most appropriate must be ———— mediocre...

Normally, if you let Su Nanxing stand among a hundred people, guess which one is your senior brother who is here and leads the day to adulthood?

And the real one in front of him, the most inconspicuous young man in white in the crowd, will definitely be the last one left after he has no choice.

How is it different from what is written in Xianxia novels?

Sunan Star was a little disappointed.

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It's not what I imagined, but that's exactly what it is.

So much so, even after they have seen each other many times, Sunan Xing sometimes feels a little confused in his heart————Hey, who is this person?"

Then he suddenly realized, "Ah, it's Senior Brother!"

Fortunately, Zhou Chuxi has a distinctive voice, like a snow-capped mountain moisturizing jade, a hot spring with blue waves, a cool voice, and a warm feeling.

Since these days, since his rebirth to the present, Sunan Xing's memory in Xuanling Mountain has only been a few days, and his cognition with everyone has also started from scratch.

The time to get along with Zhou Chuxi is only twenty-four hours.

Although I don't know what the original Sunan Star thought in the past, if he talks about his senior brother now, Sunan Star will definitely be full of praise.

Zhou Chuxi, like a brother, did not rest after returning to Xuanling, but accompanied the lost memory and ignorant Sunan Xing slowly groped, and showed him all the moves of Xuanling Mountain one by one in the moonlight.

I will also tell the younger brothers and sisters in the door about their experiences at the bottom of the mountain, and share the lotus leaf cakes brought back from the largest pastry shop in the city...

When Su Nanxing was dragged by Nanjun to the back mountain to find the monkey, he would be reprimanded gently, "Nonsense!", and then, he was pulled into the gang...

And this senior brother of theirs is only eighteen years old himself.

In the spiritual realm, the eighteen-year-old of a teenager is the most casual age.

Of course, this is for those who practice.

If there is a chance, you must have already learned something, if you have no talent, you must have accepted your fate a long time ago.

You can enjoy yourself in peace, lie at home, pour a pot of sake, and flip through the sketches hidden by your pillow while drinking, or perhaps, you can make a name for yourself, seek out evil spirits, do what your heart desires, and do what your heart desires.

Zhou Chuxi is the latter.

And in the previous world of Sunan Xing, eighteen years old, he was still a child who had no experience in the world, stupid, stumbling, chasing the footsteps of his own worship, even if he had prematurely decorated his heart that was different from his age, but it was just a boy's dream.

Therefore, at this moment, when Su Nanxing looked at Zhou Chuxi's concise and square handwriting, he couldn't help but see himself who was full of expectations many years ago.

This mature ink blot walked in Sunan Xing's mind for a while, and then returned to his eyes, and it had already changed its appearance, with more youthful youth.

Sunan Xing suddenly thought, that's it, everything, just stop here, just treat him as if he is really that Sunan Xing, just as if all the past is just a nightmare.

Just then, he still has that sweet innocence, and simplicity, he still has a lot of time, he can sit on the top of Xuanling Mountain, watch the sunrise and sunset, and he can love everyone around him unbridledly. Drinking wine and humming songs, when he was free, he put on his own letter spirit sword, ran to the mountains and wilderness, and smashed the lair of a few demon beasts...

But Sunan Xing knows that this is impossible, just like the arid earth, the scorching sun will also rise, and after a long time, the trees will not be able to erase their own annual rings.

The real Sunan Star is dead, just like Su Yao's unattainable youth, and will never come back.

And he can't forget the girl in his heart, the girl who has already married him.

Therefore, he can only move forward, to find his own wishes, to step into the swamp that has already been laid out, but he is gradually drifting away from his heart...

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Sunan Xing rubbed over the creed sent by Zhou Chuxi, as if he had turned over his own years, turning the blank side up, just like his uninked future.

He went to Xiao Er again and asked for a pen, lightly clicked the ink, and wrote on clean paper:

All is well.

Thinking about it, I felt that something was missing, so I simply found a brand new piece of rice paper and carefully cut it into several small pieces.

The pen and ink drip down, unfold along the trace, and finally blend into flowers:

Choose the right time and come as scheduled.

Lunch: shrimp balls, pigeon eggs, sweet cakes, bean paste crisps, crystal balls, fried purple bamboo, sweet and sour lotus root, roasted phoenix fish, pea rolls, braised lion's head, salty and crispy pies...

Didn't you ask him to write down what he had eaten? Su Nanxing listed all the dishes he had just eaten.

Sunan Xing wrote a few simple and down-to-earth names according to the taste he recalled.

He really can't remember the bells and whistles that Xiao Er said in the dining hall, what is this, which one can remember?

Anyway, as long as he can be hungry for someone to write to him, Sunanxing's small purpose will be achieved.

And the most important thing for him to do this is not to let the disciples in the Xuanling Mountain Sect know that he is eating in the Imperial Void Tower.

Although the current relationship between the two worlds of spirit and demons on the surface is to not interfere with each other and live in peace, they are secretly exerting their own forces across the valley, forming a situation of mutual restraint and mutual involvement.

Between people and demons, it is as if they are tightly tensed by a string, their faces are covered with tissue paper, their hearts are separated from their stomachs, and no one knows what the other party is thinking.

As for Shen Muchen, Su Nanxing naturally believes it, his mind is a naughty teenager. Su Nanxing could even be sure that Shen Muchen, he and Ben didn't bother to pay attention to the twists and turns between the two worlds.

In fact, Sunan Xing sometimes envy him, Shen Muchen just wants to be happy, do whatever he wants, and he also has the ability and capital.

However, Xuanling Mountain is different, Sunan Xing does not dare to speculate on the ideas of a sect.

And it is also the number one faction that concerns the entire spiritual world.

It represents, and can even be a race.

After all, there is an old saying that since ancient times, good and evil have not been opposed.

It's a bit stereotypical, but most of it is.

Between the human race and the demon race, there is an existence that does not look at each other.