Chapter 242 I Have Been Wandering for a Long Time (29)

Lin Yaochuan and Jiang Yunqi were already awake. They hugged each other tremblingly, thinking about whether they had acted disrespectfully towards Shen Minghuan in the past.

After thinking about it carefully, I found that there are quite a lot of people saying that he is weak, saying that he has poor qualifications, saying that he wants to be his father and uncle...

The two of them felt that their sins were countless. When they looked at each other, they could see the same deep regret in the other's eyes, and they couldn't help but feel sad.

"As for that?" Shen Minghuan slowly made himself a pot of tea. He glanced at the two people huddled under the quilt and said with a smile, "Didn't you talk a lot to me in the past?"

She even knocked on his door in the middle of the night.

"You also said it was in the past." Lin Yaochuan said sadly, his eyes full of unbearable look at his past.

Shen Minghuan asked in confusion: "Is it possible that after I become Shen Minghuan, you will look down on me?"

"No!" The hat was too big, and the two of them sat up instantly and retorted fiercely.

"You like me, and I like you, isn't that enough?" Shen Minghuan chuckled: "There is no need to be burdened, you just treat me as Shen Shu."

"Brother is right." Luo Jinghong wanted to pretend to be serious, but he still couldn't help laughing out loud: "I don't mind if you continue to call me sister Xiaohong, I sound much younger. "

The two men immediately wailed and covered their faces with the quilt in shame, covering their ears and stealing their bells.

——They also secretly complained that Shen Minghuan was a bad namer, but they never thought that this "Xiaohong" was not the other "Xiaohong".

Shen Minghuan served two cups of tea in a good-tempered manner: "Here, drink some water and take it easy."

Unexpectedly, the legendary Shen Minghuan had such an easy-going personality in private. Lin Yaochuan and Jiang Yunqi took it blankly.

People tend to get thirsty when they are nervous. They have suffered such a big surprise or shock, and now they realize that they are indeed thirsty. It was only after Lin Yaochuan finished drinking that he realized that this pot of tea seemed to have been brewed by Shen Minghuan himself. His whole body visibly froze, and the last sip of tea stayed in his mouth. He felt reluctant to swallow it without spitting it out.

How could he be able to drink the tea made by Shen Minghuan in this life! Lin Yaochuan felt excited that "this life is complete" at this time.

Jiang Yunqi held the tea cup blankly. He hesitated for a long time, and then hesitantly called out: "King."

Shen Minghuan didn't react yet, but the smile on Luo Jinghong's face became shallow and fake.

She said with a half-smile: "Children, you can't use this name randomly."

When she began to emphasize seniority and the hundreds of years between them, it meant that she was talking to them as Luo Jinghong.

A hundred years ago, Luo Jinghong was not the master of Rouge Pavilion, she was just one of Shen Minghuan's followers.

Shen Minghuan smiled: "I haven't heard anyone call me that for a long time. I'm not used to it. You'd better call me Brother Shen first."

Shen Minghuan's refusal was not forceful, and his attitude was still gentle, but Jiang Yunqi's eyebrows suddenly drooped, looking downcast and depressed.

No one noticed that Shen Minghuan used the word "Xian".

——You call me Brother Shen first. As for whether I can become your king again in the future, I am also looking forward to it.

Shen Minghuan took a slow sip of tea, and suddenly seemed to feel something. He put down the teacup regretfully, "Brother Lin, Brother Jiang, I have something to deal with. I will leave temporarily and I will come back later."

"Okay, okay?" Lin Yaochuan and Jiang Yunqi didn't know why Shen Minghuan wanted to tell them his whereabouts. Only then did they really have a sense of reality that "it turns out that Shen Minghuan is Shen Shu." People who know Shen Minghuan's identity are denying the existence of Shen Shu. They say that Shen Shu is Shen Minghuan and they only recognize Shen Minghuan.

But to Lin Yaochuan and Jiang Yunqi, Shen Minghuan is the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and Shen Shu is the good brother they can enjoy the moon with and talk for a long time.

Luo Jinghong stood up: "Brother, I'll go with you."

The two Tribulation-Ending monks, who were rarely rivals in this world, were extremely down-to-earth. They did not use magic or even climb through the window, but honestly opened the door and walked out. Shen Minghuan did not forget to turn around and close the door.

Lin Yaochuan shouted urgently: "Brother Shen, be careful on the road."

He doesn't need to be careful with Shen Minghuan, only with Shen Shu.

Shen Minghuan smiled at him and said "Okay".

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Yue Qing, who was practicing, opened his eyes and walked out of the room. There was a person standing with his back to him in the small courtyard.

Yue Qingtang, the master of the Qianji Sect, has saved a lot of savings over the years, but he dares to spend it, not caring that the house is also under the name of the Jinghua Merchant Alliance.

Since he didn't hide in the mountains and forests, it meant that he wasn't afraid of being found.

"It's you who's here." Yue Qing sneered and said mockingly: "Mo Jingchun, are you Bai Jinwu's lackey?"

Mo Jingchun turned around and asked doubtfully: "It is said that people speak kindly when they are about to die. Why are your words still ugly?"

Yue Qing was not afraid at all, and even said with a bit of superior pity, "Do you think I'm dead?"

"Do you think you can still live?" Mo Jingchun looked him up and down, wondering where his confidence came from, "With your current combined cultivation level? It will be easy for me to kill you."

Yue Qing laughed loudly: "Yes, you are right, but..."

His tone was full of malice: "Why don't you think about why I only have the combined cultivation level?"

"Bai Jinwu knows the reason, but he didn't tell you and he didn't dare to come, so he tricked you into coming."

Yue Qing laughed again: "You have figured it out and are willing to treat your eyes, but it's a pity that you are still blind."

Mo Jingchun's expression did not change. He took a step forward and summoned a long sword from his storage ring. "I don't care what the reason is. It doesn't stop me from killing you."

Bai Jin had something to hide from him, he knew, but he didn't care. He didn't even care about himself.

Whether he was alive or dead, no matter who wanted his life, he would admit defeat.

He raised his long sword, but strangely, Yue Qing didn't dodge or evade, as if he had something to rely on.

Mo Jingchun didn't hesitate at all when facing this posture that was obviously a trap.

The long sword chopped down without hesitation.

Then it lay horizontally in the air.

Mo Jingchun's sword cut iron like mud, but now someone caught the blade with bare hands, without even scratching his skin.

The man's face was gentle. He sighed and smiled: "Although it's a bit presumptuous to say this, but... for my sake, can you let him go?"

"Shen Shu?" Mo Jingchun tried a little, but failed to retract the sword. He frowned: "With such ability, he is definitely not an unknown person."

Mo Jingchun, the leader of the Mo alliance, did not take the sword seriously. He simply let go of the hand holding the hilt and sneered: "I was still wrong on the flying boat. Who are you?"

He didn't dare to think that this person was Shen Minghuan.

First, they got along on the flying boat first, and then the secret realm. Mo Jingchun had tried countless times. If Shen Shu was really Shen Minghuan, with his proud character, how could he bear it?

First... he didn't dare.

He didn't dare to give himself any hope, he was afraid of being disappointed.

Yue Qing sneered, as if he was watching a good show, with great interest.

Shen Minghuan said, "I am Shen Minghuan."

He introduced himself lightly and handed the sword back, "That's not how you use a sword. I'll teach you."

Speaking of swords, Mo Jingchun reflexively glanced at the sword hanging on the man's waist. Although it was blocked by the scabbard, he could tell at a glance that it was Ding Shanhai.

Mo Jingchun was furious. He did not take the sword handed over by Shen Minghuan, but summoned another one from the storage ring, with a cold face: "Who are you to pretend to be him?"

Luo Jinghong in the dark could no longer watch the show leisurely. She appeared from the void, blocked in front of Shen Minghuan, and asked sternly: "Mo Jingchun, think it over, you want to point the tip of the sword at Wang?"

"Luo Jinghong?" Mo Jingchun was really stunned this time. He looked at Shen Minghuan, "You, you..."

Shen Minghuan sighed again, his face bitter Annoyed: "How to prove that I am me, this is really a great problem of the ages."

Mo Jingchun still didn't come back to his senses. Shen Minghuan looked at Yue Qing who was standing aside as if nothing had happened, and said: "Master Yue, can you please move over? We have something to talk about."

Yue Qing was dumbfounded: "This seems to be my place?"

"I know," Shen Minghuan said, "Nanzhou has beautiful scenery. The master should not have visited it yet, right?"

He has changed a lot, but it seems that he has not changed much. Although he spoke gently, he still has an unquestionable domineering attitude.

How could Yue Qing have the courage to refute? He responded with frustration, and as the host, he was driven out by the guest.

Still raised his hand to set up a soundproof barrier first.

Shen Minghuan said: "Mo Jingchun."

"Here." Mo Jingchun's mind was blank, and he only responded instinctively.

Shen Minghuan saw him like this and felt helpless: "Is it so hard to accept? In fact, the name is just a code name. If you really can't accept it, you can call me Shen Shu."

How can this be the same? The three characters "Shen Minghuan" are no longer a simple name.

Mo Jingchun stared at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly he cried "Ah", turned his back and hurriedly looked for the white silk to cover his eyes in the storage ring. Even people with low cultivation can use their storage rings as easily as their arms, but Mo Jingchun searched for a long time, and the spiritual stones and treasures were scattered all over the floor. He looked more and more anxious, but he still couldn't find a piece of silk to cover his eyes.

Mo Jingchun covered his eyes with his hands in despair, thinking seriously if he blinded himself now, would Shen Minghuan admit it.

Probably not, Shen Minghuan has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Shen Minghuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It was an unintentional mistake back then, and it was just that one time. Do you have to bear a grudge like that?"

Mo Jingchun still covered his eyes, not wanting people to notice that his eyes were red at the moment. He smiled and said: "If a pair of eyes could be exchanged for a favor from Shen Minghuan, I wonder how many blind people there would be in the world."

"No need for eyes, I don't owe you a favor, and I will also serve you 'in front and behind'." Shen Minghuan jokingly complimented: "When has Shen Minghuan not listened to what Mo Jingchun said?"

At this moment of reunion that he had been waiting for a hundred years, Mo Jingchun's mind suddenly crossed an inappropriate thought - Shen Minghuan has become much sweeter after returning from a hundred years of disappearance.

Mo Jingchun swallowed the sobs and bitterness in his throat: "If you had said this before, I might have picked the white silk long ago."

Shen Minghuan was good to him before, but he never said such words.

Shen Minghuan: “???”

Mo Jingchun put down his hand covering his eyes. He had calmed down a lot and asked softly: “Minghuan, you drove Yue Qing away and set up the barrier because of Bai Jinwu, right?”

He didn’t hesitate at all: “I’ll tell you.”