Chapter 1004 The moon is setting and the stars are sinking, the sun is like fire
Chapter 1004 The moon sets and the stars sink, and the sun burns like fire
"Little junior sister, don't walk so fast. Wait a minute, senior brother. What do you think of the big gold chain that senior brother asked someone to make?"
Yan Nanji followed Chu Yue in a hurry: "Junior Sister Leng confiscated it just now, and I took it back again."
"Little Yanzi, can you stop showing off? Have you never seen money in eight lifetimes? Are you obsessed with money in this life?"
Leng Qingshuang said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhanxing, the dignified senior fellow, has amassed money like this and if word spreads about it, it will be a big joke in the world!"
"What do you know? This is money saved for Mr. Yan's future wife. Unlike you, you can't get married."
"Go away, I'm waiting for Xiaobao to grow up." Leng Qingshuang scoffed coldly.
Xiao Li said calmly: "Senior Sister Leng, you should tell him that men will only affect the speed of drawing the sword."
Ye Ying added: "And the speed of the axe."
"Senior Brother Hua, look at them."
Yan Nanji hooked Hua Yuehen's shoulder, "A bunch of people who can't get married."
Leng Qingshuang stepped over and quickly grabbed Yan Nanji's ear. The pain caused Yan Nanji to yell loudly: "Leng Qingshuang, this is domestic violence. I am going to the Martial Temple to accuse you of your heinous crimes."
Tu Weiwei suddenly asked, "Excuse me, does anyone know what kind of soup is being stewed tonight?"
Everyone: "..."
Yan Nanji twitched her lips, "Senior Sister Tu, your focus is really weirder than mine."
Tu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then with a straight face, she went up to the mountain with the blood-killing knife on her back, cleared her throat, and said as she walked: "I went up to the mountain this time because I wanted to discuss with Senior Sister Ye the Demon Suppression Platform and the Northern Territory Competition Place.
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"What does it have to do with soup?" Yan Nanji asked.
Tu Weiwei said: "Senior Sister Ye has made many enemies. I'm afraid that someone might take advantage of her and poison the soup and come to test the soup for Senior Sister."
Yan Nanji's face was dull: "Has your relationship become so good that you would test the poison with yourself?"
Tu Weiwei almost choked on her own saliva and glared at Yan Nanji with a sharp look, "It's none of your business."
After saying that, he quickly followed Chu Yue. Under the cover of night, a shallow layer of crimson appeared on both sides of his cheeks.
Yan Nanji: "..." Why are these two women so fierce?
Chu Yue curled her lips helplessly. Seeing such a group of people, she felt that the long night was not too difficult.
The moon sets and the stars sink, dawn breaks, and the first ray of light in the morning shines through the gaps between the branches, casting fine golden light.
The rising sun in the east symbolizes hope, and it is rising slowly at this moment.
Rizhao Jinshan.
The morning glow on Hanyue Peak is splendid and boundless.
Under the vast blue sun, young and vigorous boys and girls, high-spirited and full of energy, walked together noisily.
From time to time, Yan Nanji's screams like killing a pig were heard, followed by everyone's laughter.
Shen Qingfeng and Xue Cheng were among the crowd, looking stunned.
They vaguely remembered that not long ago, the girl in red clothes was a helpless duckweed in Chang'an.
"Time flies so fast, Ah Yue has grown a lot taller."
Shen Qingfeng smiled slightly and looked at Chu Yue's back, but hesitated to speak.
In his lifetime, can he still wait for Ah Yue to call him brother?
Or maybe his repentance is not enough.
Xue Cheng smiled and said: "Brother Shen, look at your temper. I'm afraid no girl will want you in the future. If you really can't get married, Xue won't mind leaving you a room in the house, so that you won't be alone."
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"No need." Shen Qingfeng said coldly: "The next time I return to Chang'an, Brother Xue will be newlyweds. Don't bother me, so as not to delay the wedding ceremony and the spring night."
Xue Cheng shook the folding fan, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile: "Is it possible that Brother Shen doesn't want Xue to marry? That's not a bad idea."
"If you don't marry a wife, I still have to marry a wife and have children." Shen Qingfeng quickened his pace after saying this.
Xue Cheng's eyes dimmed a bit, then he shook his fan and said with a tut, "Brother Shen, you've always said what you mean."
Chu Yue looked back at Shen Qingfeng who was approaching, smiled and nodded.
The two look like brothers and sisters, but not like brothers and sisters.
"Ah Yue, you just drank wine. I'll make you some hangover soup later." Shen Qingfeng said.
"Xiaoqing made the soup, so there's no need to bother."
"Ayue..."
Shen Qingfeng suddenly asked: "Have you never regarded me as your brother?"
Chu Yue thought of the helpless figure who jumped off the city wall, and of the poor man whose soul was scattered in a pool of blood in front of the city gate.
Or because they had used the same body, Chu Yue felt uncontrollable sadness in her heart.
Today's scenery cannot cover up the pain of those five years that no one cared about.
"The icing on the cake is far less good than providing help in times of need."
Chu Yue waved her hand and walked forward, her back covered with the faint morning light, which seemed too ethereal to be caught.
Shen Qingfeng lowered his head and smiled bitterly, saying to himself: "Yes, in the past, I stood idly by in the snow, but now I add icing on the cake, it's just a false sentiment, that's all..."
but--
Ah Yue.
Is there still a chance to be your brother in this life?
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The sun was scorching like fire, and everyone went up to the peak.
Walking at the end were two old guys with frosty eyebrows and snowy hair who couldn't look at each other.
"Not to mention, this young man is just good." He Xiongshan sighed.
"That's right. At that time, you hadn't been seduced by that old witch Lu Qiong, and you hadn't been deceived until you were left with only your underpants. Is that okay?"
Yunhe sighed together.
He Xiongshan: "..."
He felt that he and Yun Hui had been at odds with each other their entire lives.