Chapter 280: Like an Iceberg Melting Slowly

"Then what is the relationship between the two of us?"

Xu Xuenuo looked at Xu Ming, waiting for Xu Ming's answer in her calm eyes.

There was silence between the two people.

Xu Ming's eyes met Xu Xuenuo's.

In fact, Xu Ming understood that Xu Xuenuo asked this question mainly because he wanted to know what his "positioning" was.

When a person is rootless and floating like duckweed, it is least likely for him to feel safe.

Xu Xuenuo is currently facing such a problem.

When Xu Xuenuo was a child, her mother "disdained" her for not being a boy. Later, Xu Xuenuo severed her relationship with the Xu family. Xu Xuenuo was like a piece of cotton floating in the air, not knowing who she was. She was also like a kite, not knowing where she would break or where she would fly.

Perhaps Xu Xuenuo has always lacked a sense of security in his heart.

But the good thing is that there are several strings tied to this kite.

These threads are "bloodline", Xu Ming and Qin Qingwan.

Especially Xu Ming.

Xu Ming is Xu Xuenuo's only friend. They have been together since birth and they are also a relative.

But now, for Xu Xuenuo, there is a 50% chance that she is not a member of the Xu family, and the thread of her bloodline will be broken.

Even if Xu Xuenuo has the blood of the Xu family, it means that Xu Ming does not have the blood of the Xu family.

Xu Ming and Xu Xuenuo are not relatives.

So what is the relationship between me and Xu Ming?

"Our relationship is whatever you think it is," Xu Ming said with a smile.

"."Xu Xuenuo lowered his head slightly.

Xu Ming looked at the complicated girl in front of him: "If you want to be my sister, then you are my sister. Who says that siblings must be connected by blood? There are so many sworn brothers in the world who share life and death, and there are also many brothers who are connected by blood and become enemies. So is blood important?

If you don't want to be my sister, then we are just friends. The relationship between us has nothing to do with anyone else. The friendship between us is built on each other.

So, it all depends on you, Jon Snow.

But Snow.

No matter what, Qingwan and I will not change our attitude towards you. When you walk forward and don't know where you came from, we will always be by your side. "

Listening to Xu Ming's words, Xu Xuenuo tightly grasped the hem of her clothes with her hands, her eyes swayed, and she even felt a thin layer of tears covering her eyes. "Hum, it sounds better than singing." Xu Xuenuo turned her head away, not wanting Xu Ming to see her losing control. "From childhood to adulthood, you have never called me sister."

Xu Ming: “.”

"How about, should I shout now for you to hear?" Xu Ming said with a smile.

"No need." Xu Xuenuo secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked in the direction he came from. "I'm going back. If you have the chance in the future, you can come to the Wanjian Sect to have a look. It will also be beneficial to your cultivation."

"Wait, this is for you."

Xu Ming took out a box from his storage bag and threw it to Xu Xuenuo.

Xu Xuenuo caught it steadily, turned his back to Xu Ming, and looked at the box: "What is this?"

Looking at Xu Xuenuo's back, Xu Ming explained, "It's just a little thing. I wanted to give it to you and Qingwan when I saw you. It's a gift for you. You'll know when you open it. It's not something expensive."

Xu Xuenuo opened the box, and inside was a Deer God hairpin. The material used for the hairpin was pretty good, but just as Xu Ming said, it was not that precious. The carving technique was not top-notch, but it was obvious that a lot of effort was put into it.

"Did you do this?" Xu Xuenuo asked.

"I made it, but it doesn't look very good." Xu Ming said.

"It's quite ugly." Xu Xuenuo nodded, but didn't give Xu Ming any face.

“.”

Xu Ming thought to himself that this "sister" of his really didn't know how to comfort others.

Even if it's ugly, you should at least pretend. "But it's barely acceptable." Xu Xuenuo spoke again, put away the hairpin, and walked farther and farther away. A voice came slowly from behind Xu Xuenuo, "Thank you."

Xu Xuenuo's figure gradually disappeared from Xu Ming's sight.

"Still the same as when he was a kid. Sharp tongue but kind heart, and a little bit arrogant." Looking at the direction where Xu Xuenuo disappeared, Xu Ming couldn't help but smile, "But it's good this way."

"Master Junior is back."

On a rock halfway up Kefeng Mountain, while everyone was still waiting for Xu Xuenuo to come back, a female disciple stood up.

Hearing the voice of this female disciple, everyone turned their heads to look.

"You're back." The elder leading the team looked at Xu Xuenuo and smiled.

Xu Xuenuo held the sword and bowed: "I am sorry to have kept the elders and fellow brothers and sisters waiting for a long time."

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"It doesn't matter if you spend a little more time." The elder nodded. "Are you done talking?"

Xu Xuenuo: "We're done talking."

"Then let's set off." The elder led the team forward, and everyone followed behind him.

In fact, everyone can see that there seems to be some conflict between this pair of siblings.

What the two of them were talking about was definitely not swordsmanship, but some private matters, but everyone pretended not to know.

But as they walked, the disciples of Wanjian Sect couldn't help but keep their eyes on Xu Xuenuo.

It’s not because of Xu Xuenuo’s outstanding appearance.

Instead, they felt that the sword energy and sword intent of this junior uncle of their own sect seemed to be much clearer and calmer, just like a clear spring on a snowy mountain, clean and clear.

"Brother Xiao, look, look."

A female cultivator from the Wanjian Sect nudged a fellow practitioner next to her with her elbow and spoke softly but excitedly.

"What's wrong?" Senior Brother Xiao was puzzled.

"Look at Junior Master." The female disciple grabbed his sleeve.

Senior Brother Xiao looked over.

And when Senior Brother Xiao took the first glance, he wondered if he had seen it wrong.

Senior Brother Xiao rubbed his eyes and looked over again.

At this time, Senior Brother Xiao was not doubting whether he had seen it wrong, but whether he was dreaming.

The midday sun shines down.

On the way down the mountain.

A young girl lowered her head, as if she was thinking of something, and smiled faintly, as if an iceberg was slowly melting. [I could have had a good weekend, but I was pulled to work overtime on Saturday. Damn it, I need to go to the company again tomorrow morning.

I am really impressed.

I don't really care about this overtime pay. I just want to have a good rest. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. If I have to work overtime during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will really quit this job. 】

(End of this chapter)