"Yes, it's not right for me to talk nonsense. If I talk nonsense, given Xin'er's personality, it would be strange if he doesn't split me in half." Lan Mingyou was a little depressed. He is Xin'er's master. Could it be that he is Xin'er's master?
It's a strange thing.
Lan Mingyou then thought about it, maybe it was the sword master who found it strange to see that he was Bo Cixin's master at such a young age.
"You mean, you guys have known each other a long time ago?" Chi Jinxiao's cold eyes moved slightly. Listening to Lan Mingyou's words, he knew Bo Cixin's tone very well, as if they had known each other for several years.
"Of course." Lan Mingyou had a calm and calm smile on his lips, and his picturesque eyes were half-dark under the light, making them dazzling and charming.
Chi Jinxiao gently touched the sword with his fingers, his cold eyes without a trace of warmth, he said: "Then you also know that she is Chi Tian?" [
The last time Bo Cixin was with him, they felt so unfamiliar with each other when they saw Lan Mingyou. It didn't feel familiar like Lan Mingyou said, it seemed like they were strangers at a glance.
"Of course, on certain occasions, for the sake of Xin'er, we can only pretend not to know her. Or, in front of certain people, we will do the same." Lan Mingyou nodded lightly.
Chi Jinxiao pursed his lips lightly and said nothing. Only then did he realize that these people had known each other for a long time. The previous unfamiliarity and unfamiliarity turned out to be just an act.
He also knew that it was not easy for a person to live on the Demasili continent. Many times he did something involuntarily. Therefore, Chi Jinxiao could understand why they pretended to be so on certain occasions.
Become a stranger, become a stranger.
Chi Jinxiao stopped talking. He just put the sword on the table with his hand. He stared at the sword with his lower eyes. He was in a trance for a moment. He didn't know what he was thinking. Even Lan Mingyou called him softly twice. He
No response.
"Sword Master, what are you thinking about? Did the wound happen again?" Lan Mingyou frowned slightly, and Chi Jinxiao just woke up. Bei Mingfeng said that although the wound on his body seemed to be healed, it was actually healed.
The wound was not as optimistic as it appeared on the surface. This was because his heart still ached and he would cough from time to time because of the pain.
"No." Chi Jinxiao came back to his senses, his words were still so magnetic, and his nice voice was still cold.
"Hey
"I haven't thought of Xin'er. In order to save this silly girl, she lost her qualification for the martial arts competition finals on the day of the competition. I feel sorry for her." Lan Mingyou really thought of it suddenly.
"At that time, I also asked her, I said: Does Xin'er feel a little regretful? How do you think she answered me?" Lan Mingyou raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking of Bo Cixin, he couldn't help but smile on his face.
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Chi Jinxiao shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"She said, it's a bit regretful, but my benefactor's life is more important, saving you is more important." Lan Mingyou said this softly.
When Chi Jinxiao heard what he said, his heart suddenly tightened. For a moment, he thought of Bo Cixin's stubborn voice at that time.