So What If You’ve Been Reborn?

How many things can you do in a room where others can't step in?

Zhang Xu’s scrolls are hung and hung, and Chen He’s pen is in the color and lustre. It is like a fine book on the silk of the finest papers. The gesture is smooth and round, and the spirits turn the words into one, and the power is self-generated.

Even in the first half of the step, you can feel the pressure of a natural mountain.

"Suddenly shouting, the wind is blowing, the clouds are endless..."

With the momentum of the interpretation, the release of the singer can not help but speak out in the most powerful place.

Chen Wo is slightly on the side, and the pen in his hand is also one.

One hand gently held Chen He's right hand from the rear, and then along the direction of the pen, the second half of the first word was seamlessly written.

"...Silver hook iron painting, dragon anger and phoenix, keep the world."

Chen Wo felt that the entire back was trapped in a familiar embrace.

Outside the gallery, the snow flew, the red plum bloomed, the dark fragrance passed down, and the cold breath broke into the house all the way. Chen Wo stared at the hand of the release.

Slender, powerful, and unspeakable.

A long time ago, when Chen He still caught a pen, the hand wrapped his fist like this, moved it to the paper, and wrote it to him.

So far today, although the writings of the two are slightly different, they are harmonious with each other. If you don't pay attention, you will think that this scroll has only one person from the beginning to the end.

Chen He did not pick this slogan, but somehow, he wrote such a paragraph, and the suffocation in his chest seemed to be thrown out with the gesture.

Even when he wrote "Silver Hook and Iron Painting, Keeping the World", the eyes that stared at the reel were not ordinary.

He was like a teenager who found a new fun, and immediately decided to hang it on the wall, day and night.

"Brothers..."

After Chen Wo whispered a sentence, he was silent again.

He wants to ask how long it will take such a long time, how long it will be with him in this world, and he is afraid that after he has said it, he will have a bad interest in releasing it - this word has not yet been written.

The release of the cockroach really only responded, and the mind is still in the pen.

He lifted the pen and re-mixed the ink, and sketched the landscape painting directly in the large blank space next to the word.

Chen He’s hand has been firmly held by him in the pen. In this close posture, the whole person is not like being surrounded by the release, so he draws a picture, light or thick, and paints the wild river. A leaf boat.

Liu Yan is blurred, the boat is far away, and the ferry is **.

Chen Hezhen was awkward and finally couldn’t help but say: "Brother, this...this doesn't match the meaning of the word!"

Historical inscriptions with paintings, after the first book, the paintings are less, and if they are far away, it seems strange.

Now this hanging scroll, there is such a nondescript in the inside, the word is a good word, the painting is a good painting, why not take it.

"Who said no?"

The release was paused, and the pen was lifted, and one end was used to gently poke Chen He’s head.

"How can this be..." Chen Wo slammed into his throat in the second half of his sentence, his eyes brightened. "The brother knows what I wanted to write."

"Please look at the East River, and you don't care about it."

Released a little ink on the tip of Chen He's nose, stunned: "You are all hanging on your face."

Chen He had some fever on his face and couldn't help but groan: "The last time the brothers taught me, no one can see the words from the face. If you guessed it, you would guess what you are afraid of."

Then he had another ink stain on his cheek.

Chen He stood honestly and casually, but his heart turned quietly: after he met Qu Hong, he discovered the other side of the brother who was deeply hidden.

In the past, Chen He was very strange. How can it be such a temperament that he would have a deep relationship with the long-browed old man, is it because they lived closer in Heiyuan Valley?

Now Chen Wo will understand.

The indifference of the release is after a lot of unsatisfactory appearances. He originally - will not become such a person.

Later, it was only in front of people who were willing to trust, even the closest people, showing some clues. Such people, probably only Chen Wo and Nan Hongzi.

After the painting was finished, the release of the scroll was free, and the scroll floated to the wall that Chen He had originally optimistic about.

Chen Wo threw the pen on the side of the ring, rolled a circle, and ink stains dripped onto the table, but no one cares whether it is put.

The winter and the snow outside the window, the spring in the house is full of harmony.

Between the arrays, no one can see the scene inside, only the vague and subtle voices are heard.

"Don't be so anxious."

The sound of the release is slightly dumb, like being comforted, and it seems to be patient.

After a long time, Chen He was sullen and said: "Senior brother, if Tiandao is going back to time, what should I do?"

His voice has some tone, with joy and suffering, more troubles.

"...Is it so easy? Even if it is a heavenly way, you can't do it at will."

It has been accustomed to the fact that the younger brother is always very serious at this time, and he also wants to talk to him about the business.

At first he was helpless. As the number of double repairs increased, he realized that Chen He was actually apt to fade the tough atmosphere at this time. Some uneasy feelings in his heart would ask for an exit.

Over time, it is not strange to release it.

The gods are blended, the body fits, and they are tight together without any gaps.

Chen He’s eyes were stunned, as if he was stunned, and he seemed to be trying to relieve him.

His subconscious body curled up, tightening his release, not wanting to let go, not willing to leave.

From the neck to the chest are covered with shallow ochre, rushing to breathe, between the low or low 呻 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 每一 每一 每一 每一 每一 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤 颤

Occasionally Chen He returned to God and tried to overwhelm him.

It’s just that the side of the head is attached to the heart of the release, and the arms are tightly clasped to the shoulders of the brothers.

"Brother."

After he screamed, he shouted intermittently.

It is not to say anything, nor to be accustomed to pleading. Chen He just likes to do this. It seems that this is done, and it is certain that all of this is true and true, and it is not an illusion that cannot be pursued.

He read a lot, disturbed the release of the mourning, and the whispered mouth will be blocked, the aura is instilled from the mouth, and turned from the meridians.

What's more, with the intense heat in the body.

Chen He soft in the arms of the release, as if he had been pumped away all the strength, he was even lazy to lift his eyes.

After a long time, the room was restored to silence.

Released from the body, there is no dress, and will be covered with Chen Wo.

The monk of the gods will be afraid of the cold, but this thing is used to it, and I don’t feel a trace of it: I can’t let the younger brother squat on the bed.

Chen Wo did not move, as if he was already asleep.

But how can he get through the eyes of the release?

Relieved on the bed, the younger brother was in the arm, half a sigh, only to hear a sullen feeling in his arms: "That time is coming."

After waiting for the answer, Chen He said decisively: "The brothers don't have to lie to me, I feel."

The monks who stepped into the robbery period were more unpredictable and more ambiguous.

"Well, it’s fast, the brother is waiting for you in the fairy world." Shi Yan pacified the back of Chen He.

"There may be North Xuanpai ancestors who are looking at you..."

Chen He tried to make his tone sound relaxed, but also deliberately said: "Unlike the human world, the North Xuan faction must have a good old, I heard that the right gangs between the major sects, even if they have no relationship, will be polite. The teacher brothers call you, you are not allowed to call someone else!"

"it is good."

"You can't let others call you a brother."

"……Ok."

Chen He found that this time he did not promise to be so happy, and immediately dissatisfied stressed: "No one is allowed to call your brother."

Interpretation bowed his head and said in the ear of the younger brother: "I have promised that this matter will not work. You have to go to the master and not let him accept the third apprentice."

Chen He was originally in trouble with his release, and he did not necessarily take this condition into his own mind. Since the release of the cooperation, he even pretended to be an unreasonable appearance:

"Master is what you are looking for, you control!"

The release thought seriously for a while, then said: "I am afraid that I can't manage it."

"Forget it." Chen Wo came down with this step and put on a smug look. "Master is traveling around the world, and it is impossible to find someone who is better than my brother."

This is not allowed.

There is no limit to the interpretation of the words and the appreciation of Nan Hongzi.

It may be a butcher who specializes in slaughtering sheep. It may also be a dizzy old man. For a high-profile foreigner, Nan Hongzi, who is sheltering from the rain, will be regarded as a "long road." Have a relationship with me."

Others such as missing the head, breaking the temple for a night of fate, a meal to eat the friendship, there are countless.

Chen Wo thought of something else over there -

"Go to the fairyland to find a good place to stay and wait for me and Master."

"Hmm... um?"

The younger brother is gone, what is the South Hongzi?

"I am afraid that the immortals in the sky are also snobbery. I am even more afraid of the money between the gods. We are both poor and white. Can we expect the brothers to pave the way for us? After flying up, like this, in the subordinates of the brothers The blessing is done."

"..."

Chen Hezhen had something to look like, and he let him knock him out of a violent.

"What kind of blessing did you make in Yuzhou? What kind of blessing?"

"This is much more."

Chen He got up and started to listen to the words, and said that he was like a squat.

"So, I dare not fly, leaving a younger brother, no one to serve you, how do you think of you as a soft persimmon that has lost the backing?"

"Let them come." Chen He was too busy to panic.

His eyes turned and smiled and said: "The brothers are afraid that they don't know. Many of the magical repairs in Yuzhou think that my cultivation is taken from the brothers."

"..."

This incident is really the first time I heard it.

He understood it for a long time, which means that he is the one below, and he did not mind it: "If you like this statement, then I admit it to others, it is not bad."

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