Capítulo 285: Chapter 286 Two Xiao Se
Chapter 286 Two Xiao Se
In the lower pass of Snow Moon City, in front of a wine shop, under the awning.
"Brother, that person over there looks like you." In Xiao Se's heart, Long Kui's surprised sigh sounded.
"They do look alike." Xiao Se glanced at the man in green, the man in red, and the scholar and his servant in the tavern not far away.
As expected, the man in red is the second male lead, Lei Wujie, in the original novel of Song of Youth; the scholar is Li Fansong, the successor of Zhao Yuzhen's swordsmanship from Mount Qingcheng; and the servant is Fei Xuan, the successor of Zhao Yuzhen's Taoism from Mount Qingcheng.
As for the man in a green shirt who looked very similar to himself, it was no surprise that he was the protagonist of the Young Song, the sixth prince of Beili, Xiao Chuhe. He later changed his name to Xiao Se.
"That person seems to have hidden injuries. Although his life is not in danger, many of his meridians are broken." Long Kui released his soul power to scan the area and continued.
"I guess he offended someone and was broken by the impact." Xiao Se responded.
"Maybe. But then again, why was it still night when we came over here, but it was daytime here?" Long Kui skipped the previous topic.
"Compared to the Douqi Continent, this place can only be considered a small world. I guess the time flows slower. Perhaps one day for us may be five days here." Xiao Se explained.
The last time he saw Li Hanyi was two years ago, which was ten years before the storyline of Song of Youth began.
Now that Xiao Se and Lei Wujie have arrived in Snow Moon City, it means that the plot has begun for several months.
In other words, it's one to five.
"Brother met Li Hanyi two years ago. Doesn't that mean she has been waiting for her brother for nearly ten years?" Long Kui couldn't help but exclaim.
"It seems to be true." Xiao Se was very happy. If he had waited a few more years, Li Hanyi would have been in his 40s or 50s. Now he was nearly 30, just mature enough.
On the other side, Li Fansong in Qingcheng Mountain was having a great chat with Lei Wujie and others.
"Poof!" Lei Wujie almost spit out the wine he had just put into his mouth. He said in disbelief, "You said Xiao Se and the senior who defeated Snow Moon Sword Immortal look almost the same?"
Li Fansong nodded slightly, poured himself a glass of wine, and answered casually: "Yes, there are portraits of Snow Moon Sword Fairy and that senior in their youth in my master Zhao Yuzhen's room. They do look very similar to Brother Xiao. At first, the two of us mistook Brother Xiao for that senior. But now it seems that we were wrong. That senior has disappeared from the ruins for nearly ten years, and Brother Xiao is not even twenty years old, so how could he be him?"
"They look the same and even have the same name. This is too outrageous." Lei Wujie's face trembled, and then pointed outside the window, "There's also someone over there who looks a lot like Xiao Se. Hmm? Strange? Where is he?" He looked over, but at this moment there was no trace of the young man in black.
"Brother Lei, did you just see someone who looks very similar to Brother Xiao?" Li Fansong asked curiously.
"Yes, it's not an exaggeration to say that they are the same." Lei Wujie scratched the back of his head and looked around, but did not find the figure of the black-shirted boy. He immediately asked Xiao Chuhe beside him: "Xiao Se, did you see that person?"
"I saw it." Xiao Chuhe nodded.
"Where? Where? Why can't I see it?" Lei Wujie looked around.
"It turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in an instant." Xiao Chuhe said lightly.
"Qingyan? Could it be the world's best light skill, Piaomiaoyanbu, possessed by the legendary Snow Moon Sword Immortal?" Feixuan, the book boy sitting next to him, couldn't help but exclaim.
"It's possible." Xiao Chuhe said calmly. Originally, the best Qinggong in the world was the Cloud Stepping that he practiced, but since the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi appeared ten years ago, many firsts have been taken away. The top five swordsmen are ranked first, the first in Qinggong, and the first in swordsmanship.
"That's a pity. If I had known earlier, I would have gone to compete with him." Lei Wujie scratched the back of his head in frustration, then turned over and jumped out of the window of the tavern. While running, he turned back waved his hand, and said, "Xiao Se, I'm going to break into the Ascension Pavilion. If you run into that black-shirted boy again, remember to notify me."
"What a fool." Looking at Lei Wujie's receding, Xiao Chuhe was helpless. He stood up and bowed to Li Fansong and Feixuan: "You two might as well go and take a look together. By the way, I would also like to ask Taoist Feixuan to calculate my death for me."
"Of course, I also want to go to Dengtian Pavilion." Li Fansong and Feixuan stood up and bowed, returning the greeting with a faint smile.
Just as they were heading to Dengtian Pavilion, Xiao Se sat opposite a middle-aged man with a small mustache in a tavern near Dengtian Tower in Snow Moon City. "I am Sikong Changfeng, the Third City Lord of Snow Moon City. I wonder what your Excellency's business is in coming to our Snow Moon City?"
"Meet someone." Xiao Se said with a faint smile.
"Who?" Sikong Changfeng asked doubtfully.
"Li Hanyi." Xiao Se said.
"How dare you." A guard standing behind Sikong Changfeng was about to scold him when he heard this, but Sikong Changfeng raised his hand to interrupt him: "Don't be rude."
"Yes. Third City Lord." Helplessly, the guard had to retreat in disappointment.
"I wonder what you want to talk to my second senior sister about?" Sikong Changfeng continued to ask.
"Just fulfilling a promise!" Xiao Se said calmly.
"Promise?" Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng was stunned, and then suddenly recalled his little sister, who had not left Snow Moon City for ten years, just to wait for someone.
At this moment, a clear voice rang in their ears: "Dad, why are you here? And Xiao Se? You finally came to Snow Moon City, where is Lei Wujie?"
As the voice fell, a woman in a blue flowery dress, holding a black-gold spear, slowly walked over. It was the daughter of the spear fairy Sikong Changfeng, Sikong Qianluo.
"Qianluo, this gentleman is not the Xiao Se you mentioned." Sikong Changfeng explained to Sikong Qianluo.
"What does this mean?" Sikong Qianluo didn't understand. He put down his black gold spear and sat in the empty seat between Sikong Changfeng and Xiao Se.
Xiao Se picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a faint smile: "You should be the daughter of the Spear Fairy, Sikong Qianluo. Your father is right. Although I am Xiao Se, I am not the Xiao Se you know."
Hearing this, Sikong Qianluo carefully looked Xiao Se up and down again, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's true. Although you look alike, you seem to be a few years younger than him. What's going on? There are people in this world who look so similar."
At this moment, a man in red ran past the road quickly. Not long after, a noisy voice came from the direction of the Dengtian Tower:
"Someone is trying to break into the Dengtian Tower."
"Wow, it's so fast, it went straight through two floors."
Listening to the noises coming one after another beside him, Xiao Se smiled slightly, his eyes passed Sikong Changfeng, looked behind him, and said with a smile: "Miss Sikong, the Xiao Se you mentioned is here."
Hearing this, Sikong Qianluo and Sikong Changfeng turned their heads and looked in the direction Xiao Se was looking. There, Xiao Chuhe slowly walks toward them with Li Fansong, Feixuan, and a donkey.
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