"Yeah!"

Qingshanke laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I miss Yun'er and Xiran so much. I wonder how they are doing now."

"Who knows."

Su Shanjun smiled and said: "We are just people in a dream. How can we know about human affairs?"

As he said that, Su Shanjun glanced at Chen Yu who was drinking with him. At this time, the princess of the Chen Dynasty was already blushing and slightly tipsy.

Qingshan Ke took a look at his junior brother, and the more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. If he had time and the opportunity, with his talent, he might become the only fifteenth-level sword cultivator in the world. It’s hard to say, but he can look forward to it.

After all, he has his own military aura guarding his body, and Qin Suihan's Confucianism and Taoism aura to guard his mind. The most important thing is that he has a clear mind and likes whoever he likes, even if he likes it secretly in his heart.

,Such people...are rare.

…

late at night.

Su Shanjun, Chen Yu, Chu Huaixi and others are all gone.

Lin Zhao accompanied his senior brother to admire the moon in the attic in the backyard while having some wine and refreshments.

"Want to be a swordsman?" Qingshan Ke asked with a smile.

"Yes I do……"

Lin Zhao didn't hide anything.

"Just think about it."

Qingshan Ke, the only Fourteenth Level Sword Immortal in the world, smiled slightly, turned around and gently pressed his junior brother's shoulder, saying: "If you want to become a sword immortal, remember what your senior brother said."

"Senior brother said!"

The green-shirted man raised his head, with pride in his eyes: "As a swordsman, I have to be fast with my sword, my fists have to be hard, and my bones have to be hard, but my heart must be warm. Remember, senior brother, you have to be in your heart all the time.

With these words, there is the only fourteenth realm of sword cultivation in the world."

"I know! Senior brother."

Lin Zhao frowned, as if he remembered something again, and said, "That Su Shanjun... seems to be very familiar with you. Who is he?"

"A deceased person."

The guest in green shirt smiled slightly and said: "In other words, he was a very good friend of senior brother. Later he passed away and he is still alive here with a trace of his soul. He has also become senior brother's most unforgettable concern."

"oh……"

Lin Zhao frowned: "Those who are gone, will they miss us?"

"Yes!"

Qingshan Ke said: "When we think of them, they will also think of us."

Lin Zhao's nose felt sore, and he thought of his father and mother. His eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist, and he said: "Actually, I miss my mother very much and want to see her again, but the adults in this small town

They say that if you die, you are dead and you will never live again. To die is to leave forever."

"not like this."

The guest in green shirt leaned forward slightly, stretched out a finger and gently tapped Lin Zhao's heart, and said with a smile: "Although they are no longer here, they have always lived with us..."

The young man burst into tears.
Chapter completed!