After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 532
Si Yanshu couldn't help opening his eyes wearily.

He looked at the ceiling above his head and said lightly, "Come in."

The smile on the corner of Qiao Sheng's mouth stagnated.

The Qianlong members who passed by hurried away as if they were tails between their legs.

He watched the people flee, turned his gaze away, then put down his expression and pushed the door open.

"Creak—" the wooden door made a sound.

Qiao Sheng turned around and closed it again lightly, then walked to the candlestick.

Because, after all, Si Yanshu is an old character, and what he usually likes are also old things.

He reached for the lighter and lit the candle wick with his palm to block the wind.

A dim candlelight flickered in the room.

Si Yanshu propped himself up halfway up.

"Why have you been standing outside just now?" He asked softly.

Holding the things in his hands, Qiao Sheng walked to the soft couch with lowered eyebrows: "Your Majesty is resting."

Si Yanshu's eyelids moved slightly.

This sentence……

He had heard it before.

"You learned well from Xian'er." Si Yanshu mentioned a name again.

But Qiao Sheng neither echoed nor refuted, quietly...

"It's just not as courageous as her." Si Yanshu suddenly felt a little bored.

For hundreds of years in this world, everyone who knew him either feared him or hated him.

There are only a few who have never been like that, but there are only a few...

With the passage of time, it disappeared into the torrent and ceased to exist.

Josh lowered his head slightly.

Taking advantage of this unobtrusive posture, he lowered his gaze, and at the same time, handed over the things in his hand to Si Yanshu.

No emotion, or distress.

After all, this is all Si Yanshu asked for, if he is not greedy for longevity...

Qishan would not be massacred, and the Red Star Welfare Institute would not die so many innocent children.

Some people are worse than Si Yanshu, and some people are more distressing than Si Yanshu.

Si Yanshu drank the blood in one gulp.

He asked softly, "How long can that cultured body last?"

While taking the empty bowl, Qiao Sheng replied respectfully: "It's almost the limit."

Whether it is a human, or the Gu in the human body.

Si Yanshu couldn't help but pause when he wiped the corner of his mouth.

He put his hand down, looked at the blood on the towel, and said in a dark way: "So, it's almost the limit~"

Unspoken.

Since it is almost the limit, all the actions...

It should all be sped up.

Therefore, regret is only for a moment, the real Si Yanshu never wastes too much energy on these things.

A trace of sarcasm quietly crossed Qiao Sheng's face.

He replied calmly: "Don't worry, my lord, everything has been arranged properly, tomorrow..."

It's the end of everything.

Si Yanshu nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he waved his hand and ordered Qiao Sheng to back down.

Jinyi, Huafu.

When Qiao Sheng retreated to the door, he didn't know why...

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked inside again.

The face of youth, the body of old age, and blood medicine that is not strong enough, are just a drop in the bucket.

Si Yanshu took out a set of Huafeng clothes that had been buried in the bottom of the suitcase for decades.

He has been a heroic young man since ancient times.

It's a pity that the young man removed the skin on his face, but his exposed body couldn't help revealing something.

"Wei Kongqing..." He looked at himself in the mirror and muttered to himself.

A strange arc appeared from the corner of the man's mouth, and a red silk headband...

They also tied their hair.

(End of this chapter)