When Chenyou returned to Chen Mansion, it was late at night, and there were still two or three hours before it was dawn.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Chen Mansion, he saw a small figure leaning against the door, his head lit up in a row.

Chen Youyou couldn't tell the feeling in his heart, so he walked forward and patted Ying'er on the shoulder.

"Ying'er, Ying'er..."

The little maid yawned and squinted her eyes hazy. After seeing the handsome face in front of her, she quickly rubbed her eyes. She was about to call her young master, but was stopped by Chen You.

"Shhh... It's late at night, why are you here?"

The voice in Ying'er's throat was about to go out, and she forced herself back and returned in a low voice: "Young Master... You haven't come back at night yet, Ying'er is worried about you... If it weren't for the eldest lady, Ying'er would have gone to report to the official..."

"The eldest lady said, the young master knows the right way..."

"Young Master, where have you been? Someone saw the young master boarding a boat for drinking wine, and the boat disappeared..."

The little maid's mouth started to speak, like a bamboo tube pouring beans, scattering them out in a crackling manner.

Chen You smiled and touched her head. The little maid suddenly froze all over, her eyes widened, and she stared at Chen You blankly.

Chenyou walked past her and said, "Go back and go to bed, get up tomorrow morning and later, the young master said."

After a while, the little maid blinked twice, and her little face followed with a blushing look at Shenyou secretly: "Young Master..."

"What's wrong?"

Chenyou turned around and looked at the little maid who was pinching the corner of her clothes and was blushing, with her brows slightly frowning.

"It's raining heavily tonight. Have you caught a cold?"

Ying'er looked at him in confusion: "Young Master, what is a cold?"

"It's just a cold, I'm getting the wind and cold." Chen You stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her forehead.

The little maid froze again, but this time she reacted quickly, and she avoided as if she ran away: "Young master... Ying'er went to sleep first... You should rest early!"

In the blink of an eye, Ying'er penetrated into the depths of the courtyard corridor and disappeared.

Chenyou shook his head, and the feeling of heavy anxiety that was already tonight had quietly dissipated.

He followed his memory and walked towards his small building. When he passed by the sunny attic, he saw that her window screen was still lit.

Chenyou thought about it and when he returned to the upper floor, he deliberately lit a candle.

Soon, the lights in Shen Ru'an's room went out.

I smiled deeply and blew out the newly lit candle.

Speaking of which, Ms. Chen said that he would take him in two days and go to Luming Mountain to enjoy the peach blossoms and celebrate the Peach Blossom Festival with the third lady Chen Ruyun, whom he had never met.

I had never had such a good mood, but now I have some expectations.

I lie in bed, but I can't figure out why.

Has my mentality become younger because of this body?

After thinking about it, I felt it was not.

My thoughts accidentally returned to that evening, on the Liuxian Bridge.

Maybe it's because there is a light that will light up for you no matter how late it is...

He himself did not realize that his thoughts had become much calmer than his previous life. The liar who was always vigilant, always had malice towards others, and always had the worst plans, his face gradually blurred.

Shenyou turned sideways, feeling the burning heat between his eyebrows and the strangeness of the map fragments in his arms, but he still couldn't sleep.

He turned over and got up, and did not light the lights, but came to the window, taking advantage of the bright moonlight that had just stopped the heavy rain, and looked at the two magic weapons in his hand.

One of them is from the female sword immortal who was a thousand years ago, Su Miaozhen.

The other one comes from Langya Jing Pavilion. Although it is just a magic weapon, it has another mystery. As a god in the world, Miss Hong did not recognize the Kunlun Ruins shrouded in clouds and mist.

And this piece of fragments that fell from the Hanging Sky Mirror, which was probably the map to Kunlun Ruins.

Chen You first picked up the sword hairpin and placed it under the moonlight. Although it was ordinary, it had a simple and simple charm.

Yan Baigu once said that although this sword hairpin failed to completely live and became a spiritual treasure, it was already full of spirituality.

Just like Xiao Renfeng's sharp sword aura radiated in Qianyun Mountain before.

As both a powerful weapon for killing, it naturally reacted and wanted to compete with the knife.

Even Chenyou felt that he could communicate with it simply.

After thinking about it, I opened my mouth and blew away the last green wind left by Miss Hong.

The sword hairpin without restraint immediately trembled, and was about to penetrate out of the window and break through the air.

Chen You didn't stop it, but just said, "I am not a sword immortal, nor can I do sword skills. You are an immortal sword, but it is indeed buried in my hands."

The sword hairpin, which was about to leave, suddenly trembled and stopped, and stood up, leaning against the window, as if watching Shenyou, or listening.

Seeing this, Chenyou continued, "But I can help you."

The sword hairpin leaned forward a little, as if asking for help.

Chenyou thought about Yan Baigu and Li Daoyuan's words and said, "I can help you find Su Miaozhen and Fairy Su."

The sword hairpin trembled suddenly, flew out of thin air from the window, and swam around for several circles.

Chenyou felt a faint sense of anxiety and doubt.

He continued: "Yan Baigu, who died a thousand years ago, can be resurrected after death, but it may not be impossible to send to the Nan Jianxian."

He looked at the sword hairpin and said sincerely: "I just need you to help me temporarily before finding Fairy Su. When I find Fairy Su, I will not have any obstacles. I will let you go back to her."

The sword hairpin is sometimes up and sometimes down, sometimes left and sometimes right, and the room is flying all over.

Chen You struck while it was hot, and said, "You already have the appearance of a spiritual treasure. If this fairy sword is seen by a practitioner, it will never be like me, and will let you return to Fairy Su. Some people who act ruthlessly may directly wipe your spirituality and make you unable to remember the past, like an mortal dead thing for people to drive. Have you thought about the sword hairpin?"

After the words came, the room was quiet, and the sword hairpin fell on the table, and it did not move again, as if it had lost all its spirituality.

Chenyou knows that it is "thinking".

Although I don’t know if it can understand these words or how much it can understand, these words are not slandering them.

Once all things have spirits, they should treat them equally and let them make their own choices.

Chenyou was forced to make a choice, and he hated that feeling and even more disgusted with that kind of person.

After a while, the sword hairpin lying on the table suddenly moved, shot out from the window and shot out into the sky.

Chenyou looked up and saw that it drew a series of sword lights with full charm under the moonlight, intertwined with the moonlight, like a dream.

No fate?

Then forget it.

Chenyou withdrew his gaze and looked down at the fragments of the map.

Just pinch it, you can feel the burning heat between your eyebrows.

The long black mark couldn't wait to put it into the middle of my eyebrows.

Maybe, can you try it?

Just as Chenyou had this idea, a subtle sword sound suddenly appeared in his ears.

Chen You was slightly stunned, raised his head and looked out the window.

Under the bright moonlight, a sword-shaped hairpin was flying in with the desolate sword energy.

In Shen You's unexpected gaze, it turned around Shen You's head a few times, found the position of its hair bun, and killed the jade hairpin that it was originally inserted with a sword, and stabbed it in obliquely.

I smiled deeply and felt the emotions coming from it. It turned out that I was so suffocated...

"Then... please give me more advice in the future, the sword hairpin."

"Buzz--"

The sword hairpin trembled, as if it was a response.
Chapter completed!