It’s Not Easy Being a Master

What a fear of heights.

Yan Jin looked at Shen Zhixuan's dark head, pursed her lips, and a slight smile appeared under her eyes, which was fleeting.

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Today, flying all the way south, there are no crowds, mostly continuous mountains.

Fortunately, this morning Shen Zhixian deliberately bought two storage bags, one for Yan Jin and one for herself.

The one for Yan Jin is of course Xianxiu's special storage bag, which can hold many things and store food for a short time. I bought it for ordinary people. It does n’t contain much, but it can be opened without spiritual power.

He originally had a high-quality storage bag filled with all kinds of things that ordinary people would not have. However, now that Yan Jin is walking with him, he is not ready to use it.

You can only buy another one and do it.

Yan Jin took out the pastry bought in the morning, connected it to the water, and warmed it a little with spiritual power before handing it to Shen Zhixuan.

Shen Zhixian ate two pieces and stopped eating.

Yan Jin held the snack and whispered, "Eat more?"

Shen Zhixian shook his head and refused. The pastry was not very delicate. After eating two pieces, he was too tired, and it was better to eat a bite-this preserved fruit was quite delicious.

Yan Jin pursed her lips and closed the cake again.

After eating delicious food, Shen Zhixuan was in a good mood, and the journey was far away. It was not a problem for the two to sit, and he started talking again.

This time he deliberately avoided the identity between the two and talked about funny things we heard in the past. Anyway, did he often go out for travel before he wore a book?

Probably without the restraint of Qing Yunzong, and wearing the skin of the old age, he has no fear, and his eyes are wide in the sky, and his mind is widened. Shen Zhixian was talking about the rise, and couldn't help but practise his old business and sing with his palms.

"The young man sang on horses and sang long songs, drunk extremely lying in the clouds, mountains and rivers, and once remembered that Lantai Wenjiu accompanied the moon, and Yueyuechun flew deep into the sky, Yunzi leisurely knocked on the night boat, and the vast sky was full of stars ..."

He sang for a while, only feeling relieved physically and mentally, squinting slightly, and turning back comfortably, he smiled and said to Yan Jin: "The scenery is infinite, can't help but don't mind."

Yan Jin shook her head. There was a gleam in her eyes, like the stars in the night sky flickering, and the brightest one in the starlight was famous.

Flying all the way like this, in the late evening, Feiyu finally took the two of them out of a small town.

The small town looked small, and it was not as lively as the few towns near Qingyunzong before, and it was getting dark, everyone went home for dinner, and there were few people on the street.

Shen Zhixian was holding a small flying fish that had become smaller, and Yan Jin had a small grass bud on her shoulder. The two of them walked together and planned to rest here tonight.

But who knows when they just walked into the long street, an immature "daddy" suddenly rang, and I didn't know where to drill out a four- or five-year-old boy. His voluminous body was full of infinite strength, and he even walked away. Just rushed over.

She hugged Shen Zhixian's leg, raised her head, and was a loud "daddy."

Shen Zhixian stunned for a moment, but did not respond, but Yan Jin looked calm next to him, calmly looking up, and said softly: "Is it true that even the children have children?"

The author has something to say: The teacher who thinks that a vest is as stable as an old dog can never drop,

Began to let go of my skin.

Sui Jian has carried all the secondary souls of Master Shi's youth.

The song the Master sang was "Smell the Speak".

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