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The smile, like laughing at himself.

Laugh at the self - indulgence and self - indulgence.

After excessive pain, the body is dense numbness.

Outside, there was the sound of footsteps.

Jun Qingchen looked out of the window, and then he moved and disappeared in the same place.

*

medicine hall.

The door of the house was knocked for a long time, and Chu Mengxun got out of his mind. He frowned and looked at the door.

He sweeps his hands slightly, and the soul circling around the zhihun lamp quickly gathers into it. Then he gets up, bypasses the soul box, goes to the front of the room and opens the door.

Outside the door, the sun is out.

You light dust with a clean such as snow robe, is clear and refreshing waiting.

Chu Mengxun looked at him and said, "what are you doing here?"

Jun Qingchen looked at Chu Mengxun, a bearded man, "to see my father."

Chu Mengxun was disturbed, a little displeased, but still slightly a side head, turned to go indoor.

It was very quiet around the medicine hall. Jun Qingchen didn't see anyone along the way, only the ethereal smell of pills.

The interior is also a mess.

Chumeng xunlai is a purist, but it's strange that he has been in such a mess for so long and made himself so embarrassed.

It is surrounded by soul cells, which are made of special Horcruxes, and can just hold a soul body.

At this time, many lattices have gathered soul recognition, just a white group, it is difficult to distinguish the identity of soul identity.

"Don't try to communicate with the soul consciousness, for fear of causing confusion." Chu Meng looks for a cold mouth.

Jun light dust swept around one eye, opening: "these days, hard."

"It's harder than people who have nothing to do." Chu Mengxun's tone has some sarcastic meaning.

This, of course, is a mockery of the king's light dust.

The gentleman light dust hears speech, also do not defend, just smile way: "father's soul knows where?"

Chu Mengxun raised his hand and pressed a switch, the book wall rotated, and a dark room appeared in the field of vision.

He said in a low voice, "don't disturb other souls."

Jun light dust way: "good."

With that, he raised his step and walked into the darkroom.

Compared with the external soul grid, the soul grid in the darkroom is more amazing. It is only different from the outside soul grid. The soul recognition in the inner soul grid has been fully condensed. At a glance, Jun Qingchen can see many familiar faces.

But those souls, with their eyes closed, did not seem to wake up from their deep sleep.

Jun Qingchen steps light, one by one looking for the past, after a long time, finally found junfan's martial spirit.

Jun Qingchen's heart was slightly stunned. He walked to the soul grid and quietly looked at the father in the soul grid.

Since he was born, his father has been more strict with him than other brothers and sisters in the family. Therefore, his communication with his father is not much.

Fortunately, he made few mistakes along the way. Even though he occasionally made some conflicts with him, he was always a face-to-face person and would not let each other look too ugly.

After knowing that he had an accident, he was calmer than he had imagined, but he often remembered his scolding words.

One day father and son, one generation father and son.

There are many things that he has not yet been able to do. Fortunately, he still has a chance to do them.

"Father..." Jun Qingchen looked at the soul recognition in the soul grid, and called softly.

I don't know if it's his illusion. Jun Qingchen feels that the soul consciousness in the soul grid moves slightly.

Jun Qingchen raised his hand and fell on the soul grid. After a long time, he said, "when the father wakes up, the son must have a pot of good wine. He will have a good talk with his father and continue the relationship between father and son. Only hope that at that time, the father can open his heart, and there is no estrangement between him and his son

After he was three years old, he no longer held him and seldom praised him.

Even if he has made achievements, how excellent, in his eyes, seems to be worthless.

On the contrary, he always praises other children.

He didn't say it, but he always wanted to prove it to him.

But then He still let him down

I hope one day, he can be his pride.

Jun Qingchen looked at junfan for a long time, then he took back his hand and walked away.

The door of darkroom, slowly, a little closed.

In the quiet dark room, Jun fan's soul has known for a long time and moved slightly.

*

hearing the sound of footsteps, Chu Mengxun raised his eyelashes, glanced at him, and said, "when you go, remember to take the door with you."

The gentleman light dust steps a meal, but walked to one side of the chair, sat down.

Chu Meng looked for the corner of his mouth and frowned.

Jun light dust gently brushed the corner of his coat and said with a smile: "there are a few words, I want to say a word."

Although he was not happy in his heart, Chu Mengxun put down the soul grid polished in his hand, swept the dust on his body, and said, "I have nothing to say with you."Jun light dust way: "don't say now, after perhaps have little chance to say."

Chu dream to find a meal, look at him: "what plan?"

"When the elders of the clan gather together, I plan to take all of you back to Dongzhou." You light dust feel thirsty, originally want to pour a cup of tea, but the teapot on the table is empty.

"There is no tea, but there is wine."

Chu Mengxun took out an altar and poured it on him.

Jun light dust smile way: "did not expect you also have today."

Chu dream find not guest way: "did not expect you also have today."

They clinked their glasses slightly and drank them down.

Then each of them was silent for a while, and Chu Mengxun said, "are you sure to let go?"

Jun light dust does not seem to understand his meaning, Leng for a while, square reaction comes over, can't help but smile: "let go what?"

Chu dream seeks a way: "everybody knows, but you pretend to be stupid here."

Jun Qingchen laughed again and said, "as long as she is happy, everything will be fine."

Chu Mengxun's eyes gave him a blank glance, which was quite different from the last conversation.

After all, I still put it down.

Although, much later than he, but in the end, chose a compromise.

"That's fair." Chu Mengxun said something ambiguous.

He let go, but he didn't let go. In Chu Mengxun's opinion, it was unfair.

Now, it's Fair for two people to sit and drink together.

Jun Qingchen could not help laughing, then raised his hand and put a sword in front of Chu Mengxun.

Chu dream seeks a Leng, looked at him: "Purple micro sword?"

Jun Qingchen nodded.

Chu Meng looks for doubt way: "do what?"

Jun Qingchen said: "Ziwei sword has been with me for many years. A few days ago, it terminated the contract with me."

This news, really let Chu dream seek big surprise, he some unimaginable way: "rescind the contract? If the treasure ware and its owner rescind the contract, will it be eaten back? "

Jun Qingchen raised his hand and gently stroked the tattooed body of Ziwei sword, and said in a slow voice, "it's just peace. In fact, the reason why the contract was originally made was that Ziwei sword was to save me, but even so, I was not the best contractor of Ziwei sword. "

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