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夜晚

Di Sizhen brought Nan Qiao to the night market unique to Tianling City, where there were all kinds of activities. Nan Qiao had been staying in Ye Wanqing's space since she woke up, so it was rare for her to come out, especially with Di Sizhen, her expression was full of novelty and excitement.

"Come here, Xiao Nanqiao, this is the lotus root starch and osmanthus sugar cake we loved to eat when we were little. The one made here tastes pretty good. Although it's far from as good as the one we ate when we were little, I think it tastes okay."

Nan Qiao's eyes lit up, filled with joy. When they were in the temple, their favorite thing when they were training outside was lotus root starch and osmanthus sugar cake. For a moment, it felt like they were back to their childhood.

"Thank you, Sister Zhen."

The corners of Di Sizhen's lips curled up, but suddenly, he saw something and the smile on his lips froze. He looked a little confused and strange, "My brother?"

"what?"

Nan Qiao saw Di Sizhen walking towards the alley, stopped eating, and followed him.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

Seeing Di Siheng about to disappear from his sight not far away, Di Sizhen hurriedly called him, and came in front of him in a flash with hurried steps, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes hiding a bit of inquiry and curiosity.

"Brother? Why are you here? Didn't you tell me a while ago that you went to the Three Realms to look for the spiritual herbs to nourish Yubao's body? Logically, you wouldn't be back for ten days or half a month, so why are you here?"

Facing Di Sizhen's inquiry, the expression in Di Siheng's eyes did not change. His whole body seemed to be condensed with a layer of frost and mist. His angular jawline was as cold as a knife. His brow bones pressed down on his dark eyes, which seemed to hide a bottomless cold pool that people dared not peek into easily.

Nan Qiao looked at Di Siheng cautiously, with a somewhat inquiring look on her face.

So this person is the Lord of the Demon Realm, and also Sister Zhen's brother. In that case, he is also Senior Sister's...

"Now that I've found the spiritual herb, I'll naturally come look for Wanwan."

Hearing this, Di Sizhen's original suspicion and inquiry disappeared completely. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't suppress the smile and ridicule in the corners of his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, brother, you really love my senior sister deeply. But brother, you are my real brother, but I have to remind you that if you really want to win my senior sister's favor, it is really difficult. Tsk tsk, even with Yu Bao's help, it is still difficult."

Hearing Di Sizhen's sarcastic remarks, Di Siheng's expression remained unchanged. His deep pupils were still bright and clear, but he couldn't understand the deeper meaning behind them. "Take me to find Wanwan."

Di Sizhen crossed his arms over his chest, the corners of his lips gradually curled up, "That won't do, brother. Although you are my biological brother, my sister and I have a deep relationship. I will never betray her."

"Okay, I'll get you the secret treasure you've been wanting for a long time when I get back."

Di Sizhen's eyes lit up, and she took the opportunity to hook the man's arm and said coquettishly, "Okay, it's really possible. Thank you, my dear brother."

Di Siheng's eyes remained unchanged as he casually glanced at Di Sizhen's hand and smoothed her arm away, "It's okay, stay away from me."

Di Sizhen, "..."

It’s no wonder that Xiong Bagong can’t win the favor of his senior sister.

Deserve it.

"But then again, with your current strength, how could you not sense Senior Sister's presence, and even have to go through me to find her? Di Siheng, you seem a little strange."

Di Sizhen suddenly thought of something, and the curiosity and strangeness in his eyes appeared again. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his face, which should have been bright and charming, was now shrouded in a bit of gloom, revealing a thoughtful look.

"Also... when did I ever tell you about my relationship with Ye Wanqing? You don't even know where I went through the ordeal."

Di Sizhen's natal artifact, the Cold Jade Sword, appeared with a "swish". The sword body was shining with silver light, and the magic power within it was looming. His expression was slightly condensed, and the sword blade was pointing at Di Siheng's face.