It's Not Easy Being a Master

The Shen Zhixian at this time is not Shen Zhixian, he is just the young Sui Jian who was also very energetic many years ago.

That youth who was originally noble, chic, stunning and talented, but was made a big joke by fate, not to mention his whole body was broken, the young man who almost didn't even belong to his body anymore.

After many years of tossing and turning, experiencing many things in life and death, he finally became his complete boy Suijian again.

But see you this young man, he can no longer roam the world like he used to. He has lost too many things, and under the surface of his calm return, there are only scars all over his body.

Shen Zhixian felt his nose sour, his eye sockets hot, and all kinds of emotions were rolling in his chest, which was too turbulent to calm down.

Yan Jin was only stunned for a moment, then reached out and pulled him into his arms.

Just like a long time ago, Sui Jian hugged little Yan Jin.

Shen Zhixian wrapped his arms around Yan Jin's waist and buried his head in Yan Jin's arms. Hearing Yan Jin's strong heartbeat, he held back his tears and tried his best to calm down.

Yan Jin didn't say a word, he was not good at words, and he couldn't say many interesting things like Sui Jian coaxed little Yan Jin back then, so he could only do his best to give Shen Zhixian a warm hug.

After hugging him for a long time, Shen Zhixian sniffled, and was about to let go of Yan Jin and sit up straight, but Yan Jin lowered her head, raised her hand to hold his face, and kissed some moisture at the corner of his eyes.

Shen Zhixian was caught off guard, feeling the hot breath spraying in the corner of his eyes, he subconsciously tilted his head, and Yan Jin's lips fell on his temple.

The bases of the ears turned red quietly, but fortunately it was in the dark, so Yan Jin should probably not be able to see it too clearly.With a hint of luck, Shen Zhixian leaned back slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Jin's hand caressing his face, and forced himself to be calm: "What are you doing?"

His tone was quite calm, with a faint nasal sound. Yan Jin didn't speak, and put his hands down, wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and put his other hand through the bend of his legs, and hugged him up.

The sudden princess hug made Shen Zhixian involuntarily "ah", and subconsciously put his arms around Yan Jin's neck, only to realize after a while: "Put me down..."

Yan Jin carried him not far from the edge of the cliff before putting him down, with one hand firmly clasped around his waist.

Shen Zhixian looked under his eyes. Although his memory had recovered, it was a fact that he stepped on the empty stairs and fell to his death. He was still a little shy of the height. He only glanced at it, then flinched again, and retracted into Yan Jin's arms.

He probably guessed what Yan Jin wanted to do. He said before that he wanted to enjoy the scenery here, but he was afraid of heights. Now Yan Jin probably wants to accompany him to realize this little wish.

Although the bright moon is fading away now, the stars are dim, the surroundings are dark, and there is nothing to see, but Yan Jin has this heart, and Shen Zhixian feels much better.

Yan Jin raised her hand and spread her palm.

A cloud of dark green light appeared in his palm, Shen Zhixian was startled, watching the familiar little grass sprout bouncing and twisting in Yan Jin's palm, he said: "This is also... the Soul Resurrection Grass?"

Yan Jin hummed, and said softly, "I only found out recently."

The meaning of what he said was not very clear, Shen Zhixian couldn't tell whether he just found out that Xiaocaoya was a soul-recovering grass recently, or he just recovered his memory recently and knew some past events.

Xiaocaoya fell asleep for a long time, finally woke up, happily jumped from Yan Jin's palm to Shen Zhixian's shoulder, grabbed a lock of his hair with ease, and slid it down: "Chirp chirp chirp! chirp chirp!"

Yan Jin saw Xiaocaoya leave, closed his palms and then opened them again. This time it was a peach blossom branch that appeared in his palm.

There are still three or four peach blossoms on the flower branch, one of which is in full bloom, and is preserved by some magic technique at the most beautiful moment.

Seeing this flower branch, Shen Zhixian seemed to have known him before, and said hesitantly: "This is..."

"It's the flower branch given to me by Sui Jian in the Merman Secret Realm." Yan Jin said softly, with a hint of a smile in his words, "I'm very happy, and I like it very much."

Shen Zhixian also realized that this was a small peach blossom that he used as a sword in the secret realm, and later gave it to Yan Jin casually.

It was just a small peach blossom. It was not perfect after he used it to kill the little phantom ghost. After he gave it to Yan Jin, he didn't care about it. He just thought that Yan Jin changed hands and threw it away, but who knows, Yan Jin cherished it so much and preserved it with magical techniques, and it has been treasured to this day.

Shen Zhixian suddenly felt a little regretful, he grabbed Yan Jin's sleeve, and said seriously: "This flower is not pretty, I'll make you a more beautiful one later."

Yan Jin didn't speak, he tossed the flower branch lightly in front of him, the flower branch was stuck obliquely in the soil, and he softly called: "Ya Ya."

The little grass buds chirped and chirped, and reluctantly swung down from the ends of Shen Zhixian's hair, circling around the flower branches, turning round and round, and the green and fine light fell on the flower branches and the soil, gradually blending together .

The flower branch took root in the soil, grew bigger and bigger, and soon grew into a strong peach blossom tree, with peach blossoms all over the branches, blooming, half blooming, and budding. A piece fell, confusing Shen Zhixian's eyes.

Shen Zhixian was stunned, and after a long while, he looked at Xiaocaoya, who seemed to be sitting on the ground and gasping for breath, and sighed: "...Little Caoya is so powerful."

When Xiaocaoya heard that she had been praised, she immediately stood up in a jerk, akimbo proudly, and twisted.

Shen Zhixian was amused by its smug posture, and felt a lot more relaxed. He simply pulled Yan Jin to sit on the ground under the flower tree, and joked: "Is this the moon before the flowers? Well, it seems that there is no moon."

This scene was very beautiful, he didn't want to think about those annoying things for a while, he just smiled and joked, cherishing the moment of joy.

Yan Jin turned her head to look at him, and said softly: "If you want it, you will have it."

He made a formula between his fingers, and he didn't know what spell he cast. Shen Zhixian vaguely felt that a barrier rose from the ground, covering them together with the flowers and trees.

The surrounding scenery suddenly became much hazier, and then little by little, there were small lights like stars, which gradually appeared in mid-air, and the light wind blew past, blowing away the darkness, and a bright moon was blowing up, slowly rising.

Under the lingling moonlight, Shen Zhixian raised his head slightly, a gentle smile appeared on his brows and eyes unconsciously, he raised his hand to catch the ray of moonlight, and sighed: "Ah Jin will be able to make people happy when she grows up."

He looked at the bright moon, and Yan Jin looked at him, as if he was looking at a rare treasure: "Did you enjoy seeing you that year?"

"happy."

Shen Zhixian replied with a smile, he looked at the bright moon for a while, and turned his head to talk to Yan Jin, but Yan Jin was too close to him, as soon as he turned around, he almost brushed Yan Jin's lips.

He leaned back a little, trying to avoid it, but Yan Jin put his hands on the back of his head, preventing him from moving.

Yan Jin's burning gaze fell on his lips, and Shen Zhixian immediately guessed what he was going to do. It would be fine if it was normal, Shen Zhixian would go with him, but now...

From the corner of Shen Zhixian's eyes, he saw that Xiaocaoya didn't cross his waist, and the grass leaves didn't shake, as if he was paying attention to this side wholeheartedly. He said helplessly, "...Xiaocaoya is watching."

Yan Jin supported the back of his head with one hand, and stretched the other hand backwards. A coat that Shen Zhixian wanted to put on for him when she saw Shen Zhixian was asleep, but was thrown on the small couch, was picked up by an invisible force. Coming over, Yan Jin grabbed her hand and raised her hand slightly.

The wind brought by the robe swept down a blooming peach blossom. It fell from the branch and scattered when it fell halfway. One of the petals fell on Shen Zhixian's hair. Holding the two of them together, the petals were brought down again.

Just when it fell on Shen Zhixian's lips, Yan Jin leaned slightly, bit it, and at the same time, held another peach blossom.

Trapped under his clothes, Shen Zhixian fell into darkness again.

He raised his head, there was a slight look of astonishment in his eyes, which soon turned into a gentle smile, and he endured everything silently.

Fiery, breathy, peach blossom.

It is the whole world he has at this time.

The author has something to say: Xiao Caoya:? ? ?crooked? ? ?

The manuscript box is laying, and the manuscript box is about to goo.It's not what I want to mumble, it's because the manuscript box really shuts down automatically when it loses power.

I returned home very late on Thursday, probably on Friday.