"Is this sword reminding you of her?"

The cardinal took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve and poured one and clamped it between his fingertips. He broke the little boy's face, pinched his soft cheeks and stuffed the pill in.

In an instant, Jiang Su's palm returned to its original state.

The young man in white leaned over to Jiang Su's other side, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, and his fingertips pinched.

The young boy's black clothes were as clean as new.

Fang folded his big arms and hugged the little boy in his arms, feeling the cold body temperature on Jiang Su's body, he covered him with the sleeves of his wide red robe.

Uncle Xu took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, and found that the handkerchief was black in color, so he quickly threw it aside and continued to rummage through the storage bag.

Finally, the seventh handkerchief was finally a piece that had never been used.

He gently wiped away the little boy's tears and blew away the eyelashes that had fallen from under his eyes.

"Xiaojia, don't be sad. You asked me what I would do if I found out that everything around me was fake. I said, "Break the truth from the false." ”

"Since you haven't decided whether it's true or false yet, don't wait until the time is right to make a decision."

"Don't break your heart when you encounter something that you can't be sure about."

The man in red smoothed the boy's hair over and over again, as gently as caressing the fur of a kitten.

The little boy in white stared anxiously on the side, looking at the sword he had spent a year refining, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

"It's all my fault. It's all because I have to study a new sword refining method to make it like this, otherwise how happy Xiao Jia would be to get the new sword......"

Uncle Xu blamed himself in a low voice, frowning, and was about to cry when he looked at it.

Fang Zheyi pressed his hand on Xu Shuye's face, directly blocking his mouth and nose.

"Hmm, brother, what are you doing!!"

"You don't need to cry, hold back." The man said calmly.

Uncle Xu Ye opened the broad palm on his face, and was indignant like a little chick, "What do you mean I don't need to cry!" I can't be happy that the magic weapon I refined myself has made others so sad! ”

"It's something that took a whole year of burning in a stove!!"

The little boy pouted and shook the top of his head that was being rubbed, "Fang Zhe, you are touching my hair, my freshly combed hair is about to bloom!" ”

Jiang Su regained his spirit.

"Yes, I'm not sure myself, why should I make up my mind in advance to mix Wang Jia and Little Senior Sister together."

"Besides...... Even if Wang Jia is really the same person as the little senior sister, what if ...... Whoever treats me well is my little sister, the past can be fake, but the little sister is really good with me! ”

"Now I'm Wang Jia, I want to see what the relationship between her and the little senior sister is in the future?! It's not impossible for two people to use one sword. ”

Jiang Su comforted herself in her heart, whether she kicked a few times and folded her wide robe, and after exposing her feet, she leaned on the human meat stove behind her with satisfaction.

Uncle Xu stepped forward at night and consciously opened the sleeve of his senior brother's other hand, and the whole person got into it like a loach that couldn't be caught.

also tugged on his senior brother's big sleeve by the way to cover himself.

He turned his head and smiled at Jiang Suran, his eyebrows flashing with the innocence of a young man.

Fang Zhi just sighed helplessly.

My own junior brother, of course, is used to it. The children who picked it up by themselves, of course, are also used to it.

……

Ten years have passed.

Jiang Su, that is, Wang Jia. I've been in Infernal Affairs for twelve years, and I've been here since I was nine years old, and I'm twenty-one years old now.

It is still more than 20 years before Fang Zhe's parents give birth to a sister.

Jiang Su has mastered the Infernal Sword Method, and now even if he changes to a real sword in his hand, he can use the same sword-like moves.

This black and white yin and yang sword, she is becoming more and more proficient.

Yesterday, she just stabbed an evil cultivator cave in the Eastern Regions that was harming the people, and a white sword stabbed all the evil cultivators who were eating human blood and drinking human flesh seven in and seven out!

And this morning, the reputation of his white knife ghost Wang Jia was spread.

The black-clothed monk secretly climbed over the wall to enter the Infernal Sect, and now many disciples knew that their sect had come to steal the master's sword cultivator and completely learned their Infernal Sword Sect.

Come over from time to time to learn from him.

As soon as Jiang Sufu landed, he bumped into something soft.

"What ?!!?"

Jiang Su hurriedly got up and saw that there was a person on the ground who was sleeping soundly, and his face was not familiar.

"A stealer too?"

Suddenly, footsteps approached, and Jiang Su looked over when he heard the sound.

It was Uncle Xu in white.

"Xiao Jia, don't trample him to death, this is the puppet I just researched! I asked him to come here to pick you up! ”

Jiang Su pulled the corners of his mouth coldly and mocked: "Do you want him to be a meat pad or a stepping stone for me?" Can you whole something useful. ”

"For example?" Uncle Xu looked at him curiously.

Being stared at by a mad scientist, Jiang Su only felt that his scalp was numb.

"For example, study how to dig out the hearts of dying people and replace them with stones, so that he can gradually become half a monk from now on. It can even soar. ”

Jiang Su thought about the general body structure of the Shixin Sect disciples in his memory, and described it indiscriminately.

In fact, there was only one Shixin Sect she had studied, and that was Chen Zeshen.

"I don't know how this guy is doing now, has he resurrected his master...... My brother still owes me money. ”

Jiang Su muttered to himself.

"I'm researching, Xiaojia, every time you say it's very vague, although I also have this idea, but after all, I don't dare to attack the living. The cotton and wood people on the ground can be manipulated at will! ”

Uncle Xu scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"What don't you dare, next time I'll take a scourge evil cultivator, save a breath and bring it over for you to use." Otherwise, with the progress of your master and Fang Zhe, I'm afraid that he is already studying the divine consciousness of the control puppet. ”

Jiang Su said angry words, but he listened to it without intention, but the speaker had a heart.

She has been secretly poking and probing to remind the two brothers that there is something wrong with their own masters, but the relationship between the two of them for Shi Cheng has almost reached blind worship.

Indeed, after all, in the end, Shi Cheng planned for the three of them to walk the puppet path in this refining weapon together.

"He's okay to be a master, but he's not good at being a man, and he's even more a dog in cultivation!"

Jiang Su scolded secretly.

Uncle Xu was a little hesitant, and after thinking for a long time, he made up his mind, "Okay, you remember to bring evil cultivators." It must be the scourge of cultivating the true realm...... Otherwise, it won't be a couple, and I will feel sorry for him when he dies. ”

Jiang Su waved his hand, picked up the puppet that Xu Shuye had made to pick her up from the ground, and casually placed it on one of the branches of the green pine.

"Okay, I'm sure I'll bring you a bad one. If I want to kill, I will kill the worst! ”

"Eh, Xiaojia, what are you cultivating now?" He wondered.

Jiang Su casually handed his sword to Uncle Xu, "Jindan is in the middle of the year, this thing is quite good." ”

"With you to help me maintain my sword, I don't know how many sword cultivators in the world have red eyes."

(End of chapter)