As he spoke, Su Yunran supported his chin with his hand, rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and said in a brisk voice: "Moreover, it can also be conducive to the next promotion." ”

Hearing this, Nan Shiyan was slightly stunned, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "You are justified anyway." ”

"Who is your target this time?"

Su Yunran flattened his mouth, and said reluctantly: "In a few days, I am going to go to the Venerable who has come out of the Huihui Palace to see what kind of realm he has reached." ”

The corners of Nan Shiyan's mouth twitched, and he didn't say much, he only frowned and spoke softly, with a cautious expression: "That Venerable, we don't know the details, be careful." ”

"Then I will go with you."

Su Yunran shook his head, his slender fingers carefully rubbed the delicate patterns on the tea cup, and said softly: "Senior brother, I will go alone, it's okay." ”

"This promotion is indeed quite sudden, and the senior brother should also take a good breath and not be careless."

"It doesn't matter."

Nan Shiyan chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were shining, "It's better to go to actual combat, so as not to be rusty." ”

"Besides, if I don't follow you, I'm afraid you'll come nonsense."

Su Yunran pursed his lips and complained in a low voice: "How could it be." ”

"Senior brother, I've said it many times, I'm measured."

At this time, Nan Shiyan laughed out loud as if he had heard something funny, looking at Su Yunran's gaze was very meaningful.

"If you knew what proportions are, I wouldn't be so scared all day."

Su Yunran "hummed" a few times softly, his slender fingers knocked on the tabletop, and several jade-colored lines flowed out from his fingertips, disappearing into the air without any waves.

After a while, Su Yunran raised his eyes, chuckled, and said casually: "Senior brother, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, and we haven't fought each other since we reunited. ”

"You still have wounds on your body, don't mess around."

"You just have a good rest, and the wound will heal as soon as possible."

Nan Shiyan's face was slightly gloomy, and there was a hint of blame in his deep voice.

"Senior brother."

Su Yun flattened his mouth, lowered his voice slightly, blinked his clear eyes, and looked serious and pure, his slender white hand gently tugged at Nan Shiyan's sleeve.

"I'm almost healed, it's fine."

"Besides, I haven't made a move for a long time, if you don't practice with me, I'm going to be rusty."

"Come on."

Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Su Yunran's face, with a slight hint of research and exploration, the corners of his mouth were hooked, as if he was smiling.

"A few days ago, the two elders of Gong Zhaohui were killed outside the imperial capital, if my guess is right."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan raised his hand, picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip of tea slowly, and said softly: "The person who made the move is you." ”

When the words fell, Su Yunran's expression froze, he pulled his lips, smiled helplessly, and lowered his voice a lot: "Senior brother, you know a lot." ”

"You."

Looking at Su Yunran like this, Nan Shiyan also smiled helplessly, with a complicated expression: "I know that I am restless." ”

"It's only been a long time since I came back, and I forced the Venerable behind Gong Zhaohui out."

Su Yunran flattened his mouth, and his tone was a little disdainful: "That Gong Zhaohui, Xiuwei is not as good as my father, and he bullies his father like that, why do you have to show mercy to your subordinates?" ”

"It's too boring to shoot at him, it's better to play with him, and you can see and understand, the Venerable behind him, it's not bad."

Nan Shiyan listened, didn't feel stretched out, gently rubbed the corners of his forehead, and said helplessly: "This sounds like it does make some sense." ”

Su Yunran nodded, and a shallow smile bloomed on his delicate face: "Yes, it's very interesting." ”

"That's it."

Nan Shiyan chuckled, his warm eyes were full of tolerance and doting, and his voice was gentle with an obvious smile.

"Whatever you want, I'll watch you."

Su Yunran tilted his head and asked, "Then, senior brother." ”

After a pause, Su Yunran blinked, and Fang hesitated to speak: "We, do we still have to fight?" ”

Hearing this, Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Su Yunran, with a little seriousness, and the meaning was unknown.

Su Yunran did not shy away from it, and his calm gaze looked directly into Nan Shiyan's eyes, with a strange stubbornness.

The two looked at each other for a long time, as if they were confronting each other, and neither of them would budge.

After being silent for a long time, Nan Shiyan tilted his head slightly, avoiding Su Yunran's clear and clear gaze, lowering his eyebrows, his face was helpless, with a sense of powerlessness.

Sighing deeply, the hands in his sleeves tightened, Nan Shiyan turned his gaze to Su Yunran again, and his voice was low, "Ling'er, I know your purpose. ”

"But I'm not going to fight you."

"Why?"

Su Yunran frowned, his hands in his sleeves clenched suddenly, and there were bursts of terrifying white color at the joints, and there was a dull feeling in his heart.

"Because ······"

Nan Shiyan raised his hand and gently rubbed Su Yun's supple green silk, and his gaze gradually emptied and became distant.

"I will never, make a move on you."

Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with fine crystals, delicate and plump.

"Ling'er."

Nan Shiyan sighed and spoke softly, pulling back Su Yunran's thoughts.

"Senior brother?"

Su Yunran raised his eyes and looked at Nan Shiyan's eyes full of doubts.

Nan Shiyan smiled, and the sunlight fell on the white clothes, melting and warm.

"That day, on the top of the Jade Mountain, when we fell into the secret realm, you said that I will always be your senior brother."

"Do you still count these words?"

Su Yunran pursed her thin lips with light colors, her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, with a shallow smile.

"Counting."

"Ling'er said that in the future, no matter what happens, you will always be Ling'er's senior brother."

Nan Shiyan nodded, with a pair of warm eyes, carefully looked at Su Yunran's delicate face, and said with a smile: "That's good." ”

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan raised his hand, and in a flash, a jade fan appeared in his hand, flowing with gentle spiritual power, extremely delicate.

Nan Shiyan smiled slightly, his face was calm, with a hint of relief and relief, raised his hand, gently untied the jade tassel on the jade fan, and solemnly put it in Su Yunran's hand.

"Everything you need to know is here."

"Ling'er."

Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, and his slender and good-looking hands gently rubbed Su Yun's green silk, and his voice was ethereal, as if it came from a long time, with a heavy sense of vicissitudes.

"No matter what decision you make, you will always be my junior sister."

The sunlight in the small pavilion is mottled, the light veil is covered, the branches and leaves are scattered, and the broken shadows of the ground are shaken off, and the faces of the two people lined with it are clearly extinguished, showing a bit of mystery.

After a moment of silence, Su Yunran put away the pearl tassel in his hand, smiled with his eyebrows, and responded solemnly and stubbornly, "Okay." ”

Nan Shiyan bowed slightly, straightened his sleeves, and asked casually, "You and King Gong, how are you now?" You are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie