"Xiaoqiong!!!"

Su Jing screamed in shock.

"What's wrong, brother, I'm here."

Qin Qiong looked up confused and looked at Su Jing, feeling the suddenly tense feet under his feet, as if Su Jing had just been nervous.

"No... nothing."

Su Jing shook his head and covered his head and said, "Maybe it was because of the memory disorder that caused an illusion. I would be shocked from time to time... But this period is much better than before."

"That's good. If you have any discomfort, remember to tell me."

Qin Qiong carefully wiped his feet clean, and then helped Su Jing clean them... and signaled the maid to take away the foot wash water.

She carefully supported Su Jing to bed and rested.

Then, he helped him tuck the quilt.

She thought about it and did not leave, but also got into the bed.

"Xiaoqiong, you..."

"I'm a little worried about my brother, I'll have a sleep with you tonight."

Qin Qiong laughed softly and said, "I don't know what's going on. Since you woke up, brother, I have missed my childhood. At that time, I often slept with you secretly."

"Yes, but that's really happened many years ago."

Su Jing knew that what Qin Qiong was talking about was when he was still trapped in Afang Palace.

I was thin at that time, and it was okay for spring and summer, but once it was winter, it was unbearable to be cold... At first, I had some high fever from time to time, but later I got used to it and no longer got sick, but I could never get rid of the cold feeling.

At that time, Xiaoqiong always ran out of her palace secretly.

In the middle of winter, I get into my own bed.

The two hugged each other and kept warm, without any complicated thoughts. Just a sister wanted to bring warmth to her brother with her body temperature, that's all.

Later, from Chu Nan... Oh, it was actually me.

I was Chu Nan from the beginning, and Su Jing has never existed.

Anyway, it was after I had the thought of irresponsibility that I had... this kind of thing became less and less until I never had it again.

Whether for himself, Su Jing or Chu Nan, this was really something that happened many years ago.

But only the memories in this aspect are clearly engraved in the soul.

Su Jing sighed, "Yes, in the blink of an eye, my Xiaoqiong has become an old girl in her fifties and sixties."

Qin Qiong laughed, "I'm just fifty or sixty years old when I'm called an old girl. Then I won't call him a lucky person until I'm over a thousand years old."

Su Jing smiled but said nothing.

Yes... Qin Qiong's current strength is probably more than the previous King of Demons.

How long has that demon king lived?

I don't know, but I think it won't be too short.

From this perspective, Qin Qiong can be considered immortal, right? I just don’t know if I am...

"Brother, take a break soon."

Qin Qiong squeezed his petite body into Su Jing's arms and closed his eyes.

And Su Jing hugged her.

But my heart couldn't help but jump inexplicably, and the brother seemed to ring in my ears again.

It seemed that at some point, she had embraced Xiaoqiong so much... At first, she also called her brother, but later, for some reason, she started to call her brother instead.

Is it to distinguish the difference?

But why distinguish?

Su Jing sighed helplessly and closed his eyes... He was already very accustomed to this feeling.

A sense of incongruity.

It is caused by the conflict between dreams and reality.

But reality is more important, so over the past period of time, as time flows, Xiaoqiong describes the current trend of the world to himself in detail...

After all.

These incongruity will gradually disappear.

Don't care too much...

Su Jing also fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye.

Another three months have passed.

Su Jing finally successfully got rid of the wheelchair and could walk freely like a normal person... Of course, in Qin Qiong's words, his soul finally gradually fits in the body.

He could finally leave Afang Palace with Qin Qiong's support and go for a walk in Xianyang City.

It's a pity.

More than thirty years...

To his realm, it seems to be worth mentioning.

Maybe it's just a matter of how long a headline pattern is.

But for these people, it has been a process of inheritance.

Su Jing had fled to Xianyang before, and received help from many people on the way. He resisted the strange demons and lived in Xianyang City for several months. There were also many familiar people.

For example, when he was reincarnation, he went out with Qingxin.

Then I could see Qingxin greeting the people very enthusiastically... Although Su Jing would not deliberately remember it, his powerful spiritual consciousness would remember all these people in his mind.

When the demons attacked later, these people were specially taken care of.

Almost the first group of people to move out of Xianyang.

But now, those who have moved have returned to the place where they once took root and sprouted.

But those familiar faces, those who once said hello to the heartfelt... are gone.

The familiar faces are somewhat similar, but they are completely different.

Is it their son?

Or a relative?

I don’t know... I have been dead for more than 30 years, and the period when I was not dead before seemed quite short.

Added up, it was enough to make all the familiar scenes disappear.

Life is inherited in this way, generation after generation.

Perhaps in a thousand years, these stalls can continue to be placed... but the people who set up the stalls are no longer the people they used to be.

Standing quietly in front of a bun shop.

Qin Qiong was very aware of the situation and bought him a few buns.

Su Jing took it and started eating while walking.

Just as I bite the meat filling, I couldn't help frowning and said, "The taste has changed."

The strong man selling buns behind him suddenly complained dissatisfiedly, "Young man, what are you saying? My bun shop is an old shop that has been passed down for a hundred years. The taste is ten miles apart, and it is a cheerful one. Someone ran several miles to buy my buns in the morning... Our taste has always been the same, how could it change?"

"I have bought buns from you before, and I bought three of them for one hundred taels. At that time, those three buns were really delicious. I ate all three of them and didn't even drink water."

The strong man's face became dangerous. If Su Jing hadn't been gorgeous in clothing, he would have thought he was looking for trouble.

"Young master is joking. What kind of buns are so expensive, more than 30 taels per... You... Uh... I remembered that when I was a child, my father once bragged to me that the buns he made were very delicious. Someone once spent 100 taels to buy three buns. Is this true?"

Su Jing smiled and said, "It's me."

"How is that possible."

The strong man laughed, "Young man, how old are you this year... The old man's father has been gone for more than 30 years."

"Have he been over 30 years old? When he moved to Xianyang, he seemed to be seventy years old, and more than thirty years old... Has he lived for more than a hundred years?"
Chapter completed!