"So happy?"

Xue Jin looked at Changsheng opposite with a smile, as if he saw something to be happy about in his memory.

"Yes, in the past, I was the only one in our group who had the best craftsmanship and the most delicious food. Those bastards also say that I'm a good cook, I don't look like a ......."

It came to an abrupt end.

The smile in Xuejin's eyes was retracted, and he became the one who used laughter and anger to hide his true emotions again. Glancing at the Changsheng who was eating Zhengxiang, the clown monster didn't seem to notice what he had just said, so he quietly relaxed himself.

He also forgot for a while, those partners back then have already turned into smoke and dust. Even the country that is proud of itself has been annihilated in the long river of history, and only a few legends remain.

Now he is just a wasted person. A wasted man who is powerless and can't even beat an eight-year-old child. The homeland has passed away, and he is a surviving person, so what qualifications does he have to miss his homeland?

What's more, I can't even die now.

Looking down at the scars on his wrists, Xue Jin remembered the origin of the scars on his body, and suddenly became angry and slapped the table with a slap. Fortunately, Changsheng has been serving him for these days, and he can be regarded as understanding this person's temperament, and just seeing that his mood is not right, the moment Xuejin's palm slapped on the table, he took away the bowl in his hand.

"Smack!"

Xue Jin's palm slapped on the tabletop, making a huge movement, and the hand of the ice muscle jade bone suddenly turned crimson.

It should have hurt a lot to think about it, because Xuejin's eyes were filled with tears almost instantly. It's really strange, Changsheng has already discovered in the past few days, as an adult male, this person inevitably has too many tears, right? Although it hurts, it's not unbearable?

Moreover, every time she sheds tears, Xuejin's eyes will reveal a heavy self-loathing. The kind of heavy emotional color that seems to annihilate the whole world, every time Changsheng sees it, he will feel a palpitation.

Retract your thoughts, eat by yourself, whenever this time, silence is the best way to deal with Xuejin. Because he hates it when people look at him directly.

Sure enough, Xue Jin's emotions came and went quickly, and he glanced at the wooden bowl in Changsheng's hand, revealing a hungry expression.

"I'm hungry, give me food."

With such a peerless face to eat, Changsheng naturally would not refuse, and generously handed the dishes and chopsticks to the other party.

Seeing the wooden chopsticks, Xue Jin let out a sneer.

"You're really afraid of me dying."

No matter what he says, Changsheng will not hear it anyway.

Finally stumbled and ate, Changsheng cleaned up and after half an hour, seeing that Xue Jin'an was a little divided, he remembered that he had not practiced martial arts for many days, and thought that his grandfather had said that practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, but you can't waste it. So he went out and picked up his little wooden sword and continued to exercise.

Xue Jin, who heard the movement, chatted for a while, then got up and walked out slowly, and saw Changsheng who was constantly wielding a small wooden sword in the courtyard.

She's actually practicing swords?

I thought that the clown eight monsters were from the countryside, but I didn't expect that there would be such a good swordsmanship. Although the wrist is still weak, the move is deadly, and there is no useless move at all.

Just looking at it, Xue Jin's face changed suddenly, and he almost ran over and grabbed Changsheng's wrist. Changsheng couldn't regain his momentum, and a sword slashed at this person's wrist.

A red and swollen mark immediately lined up on Seokjin's white and flawless skin, and there was a kind of sadistic beauty. Of course, Changsheng couldn't understand it, she just couldn't help but think, when she was just dressing Xuejin before, she accidentally touched his wound, and this person screamed, and now she slashed directly at his wrist, will he smash the house?

Who would have thought that Xuejin did not break out, but stared at his wrist deadly.

"Who taught you swordsmanship? No, who taught you the knife technique?! This is a unique knife technique in the military, why would you? ”

Changsheng looked at Xue Jin strangely, not knowing why he was so excited. helped the crumbling Xuejin, and Changsheng told the truth.

"This is what my grandfather taught me. He did serve in the army. ”

"Your grandfather?"

Xuejin knew that all of Ughou's relatives had passed away, and he had already reacted at this time.

"This is the Great Qin Kingdom? Your grandfather was a soldier under Qin Ziyan, the great general of the Great Qin State? ”

Changsheng didn't know about the second question, but she still knew the first question.

"That's right, this is the Great Qin Kingdom. My grandfather was in the army, but I don't know which general's subordinates, he didn't say this. ”

How to describe Xuejin's expression at that moment? It's like walking in the desert, and the last bottle of water in your hand is knocked over when there is almost no hope of survival, full of despair, disbelief, disgust, hatred and other emotions.

Seeing Xue Jin's eyes constantly changing, Changsheng was worried about whether this person was sick again. But fortunately, the emotions in this person's eyes turned to helplessness, calmness, and relief in the next moment.

He looked at Changsheng as if he were looking at an object that was already quite old, full of nostalgia.

"It turns out that this is the Great Qin Kingdom, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to set foot on the territory of the enemy country. It's really, it's unaccustomed......"

Enemy?

Changsheng didn't quite understand, how could she hear her grandfather say that the Great Qin Kingdom had not been at war with other countries in the past forty years? Do you also say that this is a rare peaceful and prosperous era?

Facing Changsheng's puzzled eyes, Xue Jin slowly let go of his hand, as if he had let go of what he had been holding on to for a long time.

"It's been so many years, what are you talking about?"

In the blink of an eye, this person became depressed, and even a little bored.

However, in the blink of an eye, he saw Changsheng continue to try to wield his small wooden sword, and the corners of his mouth curled into a calculating arc.

"I remember you said before that everyone is not all human? In fact, there is a real difference between these people. This world is completely different from what you see. Like you are called mortals, and like me are monks. ”

Changsheng's movement of wielding the small wooden sword suddenly stopped, and she looked back at Xue Jin. What he said is really familiar.

Mortal? Monk?

She seemed to have only heard of immortals.

Seeing Changsheng staring at him persistently, Xuejin seemed to get a little comfort, he smiled and didn't care about sitting on the chair on the side, and nodded at Changsheng.

"Want to know what a monk is? Want to cultivate immortals? Want to live forever? Do you want to play the commander to wipe out the enemy and move mountains and seas? What's more, do you want to bring people back to life? ”

This series of words is really very tempting, especially the last one, Changsheng swallowed his saliva and looked at Xue Jin.

"I, I think."

Xue Jin looked at Changsheng viciously, and the hand on his knee tapped gently, as if he was groaning. Changsheng waited quietly, and after most of the hour, Xue Jin seemed to have finally figured it out, and he looked at Changsheng with a smile.

"I really want to know? Then you beg me. ”