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Jun Li glanced at the sleeve of his coat, and replied coldly: "He went up to your roof without saying a word first, I can't still treat him as a good person." Count him as a fast runner. ”

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. Wu Changyin whispered, "Sister Shan, don't say it, I'm not injured...... It's not good to offend Dada, otherwise, he really won't take me to the Black Bamboo Club. ”

The thorn had no choice but to stop, glared at Jun Li, took out the needle and thread, and said, "Ah Yin, you raise your hand." And he sewed up the sleeves for him.

Jun Li was silent. He understands the thorn - the thorn is indeed very infectious to the emotions of others, but this is actually precisely because she is also easy to empathize with the experience of others - originally of course to ask the thorn set to ask about the origin of the long seal, but after saying this, the two were generally born near Chenzhou, and settled near Huizhou, the experience is quite similar, naturally there are some acquaintances who hate each other, confidants and sympathize, it makes no sense that only Wu Changyin is familiar with her at first sight, but she can be calm and unmoved- If so, then it's not a sting.

Thorn often says that she has an instinct - just as she feels that the people around her are happy or unhappy, and she also feels that the people around her are kind or malicious. If her intuition is really credible, the teenager she is willing to express her closeness to should also have no malicious intent, right?

Wu Changyin half-raised his hand, and sure enough, he was looking at the thorn without a sound. If this young man is indeed not a treacherous person from his face, there is still a little surprise in his eyes when he looks at the thorn, and his mouth is half-grinned, like a childish smirk. I don't know if it's because the feminine aura on his adoptive mother Qin's body is too light, but the thorns make him feel that some rare women are gentle, and he was so stunned for a while.

"Ah Yin, you've thought about it," Jun Li said, "Do you really want to follow me and a few of your masters to Heizhu together?"

Wu Changyin said nervously: "Don't you want to take me anymore?" I, I promise, I will listen to Da Da's words, I will do whatever you want me to do, you can take me with you, okay? I don't want to stay here alone......"

"I just think you're a little younger......"

"I'm not small, and besides, I'm very powerful!" Wu Changyin said more and more urgently, "My master said that I will definitely be able to surpass them in the future, if you take me there, I will definitely be able to help!"

Jun Li sighed secretly. If you talk about age alone, there are many teenagers younger than him in the Black Bamboo Society, but most of them come out of desperation, and some of the poorly qualified beginner kung fu can't learn, so they can only do some miscellaneous things in the club - that's lucky; Wu Changyin's skills today are rare among his peers, and it is precisely for this reason that it is of course a waste to do miscellaneous labor, but if he is really sent to kill people - killing people many times is just exchanging lives for lives - exchanging worthless lives for valuable lives is a great victory, and how can he have the leisure to care about those young people who are like meteors may be waiting to be made of jade? Wu Tiantong and others have seen the wind and waves, but Ah Yin has never seen them, just like this morning, they are as reckless as this morning, and they will never just wear one sleeve next time - this is really worth worrying about.

He had no choice but to say: "I said that I will take you away, and I will not break my word, as long as you think it clearly for yourself." ”

Wu Changyin shouted happily: "Okay, good, big, then I will be your person from now on!"

"Don't call him big again, Ah Yin, he's taking advantage of you. "Thorn can't help it, "No matter who is in the Black Bamboo Club, just call him 'big brother', if you want to join his Black Bamboo Club, then just call him 'big brother', even if he is a hundred years old this year, you are not called 'big brother'." ”

Wu Changyin looked at Jun Li suspiciously, and Jun Li smiled and said: "That's right, but if you call me 'big', I will treat you differently, and if you call me 'big brother', I can only treat you like another person in the meeting." ”

Changyin hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I will call you eldest brother first, and you will treat me like my father, my mother, and my master, and you can't abandon me." When I go over there and want something different, I'll call you back 'big', okay?"

Thorn laughed, "You're slippery." The subordinates almost stopped, patted Wu Changyin's elbow and said, "It's sewn." ”

"Ah Yin, your father is there. Jun Li stretched out his hand and pointed outside, "You go first, tell them, we will come soon." ”

"Big brother-don't have anything else to ask me?" Wu Changyin saw that he was willing to let himself go, and got up, "Then I'll wait for you over there." ”

The thorn was still waiting to bring him the umbrella, but Wu Changyin was so fast that he was far away in a smoke.

"You seem to like this kid very much?" Jun Li looked at her.

The stab came back to his senses, "He's- he's about the same age as Yifei. They are also similar, they are all so funny and funny. ”

"So you really took him as your own. Jun Li sat down and said, "But you treat me as an outsider, blame me for attacking him?"

Thorn was stunned for a moment and pouted, "Is it wrong with you...... You weren't like this before. Do you know that Xiaoyu also gave you such a big bruise on your shoulder yesterday, and I didn't even tell you!" she said as she reached out and gestured a circle the size of a bowl.

"Really?" Jun Li's tone was a little uncertain.

"Why not?" "Thorn Thorn got angry, "Xiaoyu told me not to tell you—I thought you had missed yesterday, but you're so messy today, in case you really hit Ah Yin—he's still a child, and he's so thin, how can he stand it?" Fortunately, he has a very wide heart, and he doesn't take it seriously, and he keeps calling you big, and he is bent on following you to Lin'an—Xiaoyu is the same, and he invites you to tea, and borrows you beads, but he is only polite and doesn't get angry— But if this continues, you must think that they are all fine, if I don't tell you, you will not know the severity of your next shot!"

"I ......" Jun Li really wanted to argue. If it is completely unreasonable for him to make a move, he is not - Tuoba Yu or Wu Changyin, hiding in other people's places to peep is a taboo in the martial arts, and in addition, he has not yet stepped out of the sphere of influence of the Qinglong Sect and the Gu family, even if he is not worried about himself, he is always worried that the thorn will go wrong, and some plants and trees are soldiers. Even so, he actually left three points for his attack, but the two shots were all weak and late-born, and in the piercing eyes of the people who always like to protect the weak, it seems that he is bullying the weak and bullying the small.

"What are you?" the thorn looked at him.

"I ...... Be cautious in the future. Jun Li changed his words in the end.

"That's pretty much it. The corner of his mouth curled and he smiled.

However, Jun Li always felt that there was something wrong with Fang Cai's words, and after a while, he suddenly remembered: "How do you know that Miss Xiaoyu invited me to tea?"

The thorn suddenly stopped talking, as if he had suddenly become very embarrassed, and he lowered his head and concentrated on fiddling with the needle and thread that had actually been packed, but he refused to say a word.

Jun Li was puzzled in his heart, and opened his mouth to ask, but his face was already red, and he pushed him steeply: "If you ask me again, I will ignore you!" turned around and ran upstairs.

Jun Li became more and more curious. Thorn is rarely so vague, he knows that she must have a reason, but he can't guess for a while, so he can only give up, and said, "If you don't ask, don't ask, what are you running?"

The thorn grunted in his throat: "Aren't you leaving, I'll pack my things!"

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There was still a moment before noon. Jun Li thought it was funny at first, but after sitting downstairs alone for a long time, he gradually felt cold and uneasy. Because of Ah Yin's intrusion, the sense of uncertainty left by last night has been diluted, but the silence at the moment seems to have floated it. He had secretly wanted to make up for something on the way back, even if it was just to find a suitable situation and say a few words of explanation—but unfortunately, now that he had to keep up with five unrelated people on the way back, it seemed that he would not have a chance to say or do anything. Some inexplicable scruples prevented him from getting up and going upstairs to knock on her door again—perhaps not ready, perhaps because something had ruined the atmosphere, perhaps for fear of another frustration—and he was ridiculously surprised to find himself in front of her, and so uncertain.

Time seems to be visible as if it is passing inch by inch, and the thorns do not go down. It wasn't until it was nearly noon that the thorn suddenly poked his head out, "Brother Jun Li, the rain seems to have stopped, should we go?"

He turned his head to look out. There were still some remnants of the rain, but the sky was brighter—much brighter, as her face was restored to its normal face. "Good. "It's time to go." ”

The desolate town, at this noon, was finally left behind with some unfinished knots.

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Although Wu Tiantong and the others were resolute, they still had an inexplicable sense of emptiness when they left the place where they had stayed for eighteen years. It wasn't until he got close to Lin'an Mansion that the sense of newness that was getting closer and closer gradually filled the hearts of several people, except for Wu Changyin, who only felt strange.

The two-day journey did not make him look tired—he had never been to Lin'an, he had never seen such a bustling scene before reaching the city gate, and even felt that even the weather in the capital was getting better and better, and even the sun seemed to be different from other places. When he saw the city gate, he unconsciously shook his back, as if he wanted to shake off the haze and itching that had been soaked by the rain a few days ago, and shake off the broken, cold, desolate, and closed past on his thin body.

"I'm in the capital!" he ran through the crowd towards the city gate with open arms.

Jun Li looked at him—several people looked at him. After two days of companionship, he already knew that this young man was curious and active, and none of the four people including Wu Tiantong could cure him, but if it was Jun Li and Thorn, he was willing to listen. But Thorn didn't open his mouth to stop him this time, as if she was tired of being asked long and short questions by him all the way, and she was rare to be able to stand with Jun Li and say a few words about her plans after entering the city.

She knew that after arriving in Lin'an, they would soon be separated - whether Jun Li wanted to go back to the inner city or arrange the affairs of the Black Bamboo Society, he couldn't take her with him. Of course, she also knew that he would definitely try to settle himself first, and he would definitely get those things done sooner - if it had been before, she would not have been half disappointed or worried, but this time, she no longer had a home behind her that could go back at any time, she was like a flying kite with a broken leash, and all the ups and downs were just following his direction.

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There are many restaurants in Lin'an Mansion, one of which is called Tianxiang Pavilion, and every autumn, business is particularly good.

This is because there are two laurel trees planted in the courtyard of Tianxiang Pavilion, and when the season comes, they bloom like stars, and the fragrance is so strong that you can smell it across the street. There is a poem on both sides of the inner door of the restaurant, the right side is "the floor views the sea day, the door is against the tide of Zhejiang", the left side is "the cinnamon falls in the middle of the month, the sky is fragrant and the clouds float outside", and a few kinds of cinnamon fragrance are added to the dishes, which attracts the foreign guests of Bentang to come in streams.

Shen Fengming also had to admit that there were few flowers whose fragrance could be as strong and refreshing as osmanthus, allowing people to inhale it without feeling depressed. He was sitting in the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion at this time. It's not dinner time, but Tianxiang Pavilion is already full of people, all kinds of rumors in the rivers and lakes, parents are endless, and from time to time there are singing wild operas to perform such a paragraph or two, so it is not lively.

A few tables next door were around a storyteller listening to him: "I saw that the right envoy Huo Xin stumbled and fell backwards." The Qinglong Sect Leader flew up to save him, but he saw Huo Xin rolling his eyes, the lotus in his throat was repeated, and the corners of his mouth were already foaming at the mouth.

The listeners all let out an exclamation, and Shen Fengming also reached out and touched the wine glass in front of him, holding it, but only holding it in his hand, and not holding it up, as if he had forgotten that he had come for this osmanthus wine. At this moment, a young man dressed as a gray servant passed through the crowd, walked quickly to his side, leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Shen Fengming's eyes lit up slightly, he raised his wine glass and drank it all, got up and said, "Let's go." ”

At the base of the tongue, the sweet fragrance of osmanthus seeps into the body and mind.

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