Chapter 816 Even the decorations are not as good

   A sharp dim light flashed in Si Xinghe's eyes. The corners of his eyes were raised, and his thin lips were slightly raised. With just one look, there was an endless evil charm.

   "This, this is impossible! How could you possibly be alive again?"

  Fan Jie couldn't believe it.

   Even if this person is alive again, how could he suddenly change his temperament?

Before   , Si Xinghe was just a cultivator with a higher level of cultivation, and he didn’t even reach the Tribulation Period.

   At this time, he was resurrected from the dead, and his whole body was filled with an intimidating coercion, as if a fluttering look was enough to kill everything in seconds.

  Si Xinghe moved his neck and wrists, and stood up with a slight leap.

   "Three Uncles!"

  Si Niannian rushed over and hugged Si Xinghe, his clothes wet with tears.

   "Uncle Third, are you all right? You won't leave Niannian again, will you?"

  Si Niannian looked up at Si Xinghe, crying and begging for an answer that would make her feel at ease.

  Si Xinghe was stunned for a moment, before the unfamiliar color in his eyes faded, replaced by boundless doting.

   He raised his hand and hugged Si Niannian, nodded, "Of course, the third uncle said that he would protect my little princess for the rest of his life, so why would he leave so easily?"

  Si Niannian finally smiled, and buried his head in Si Xinghe's arms again.

   "The third uncle is what he says, and he is not allowed to go back."

"good."

  Si Xinghe looked down at the top of Si Niannian's hair and replied with a smile.

   Never thought that he, who has always been alone and never felt the warmth of his family, would have such a soft and lovely little niece in this life.

   Si Xinghe's smile deepened, he put his hand on the back of Si Niannian's head and stroked it twice.

   is really soft.

   Such a cute baby must be taken care of, and cannot be taken away by the big tail wolf outside.

"dad."

  Bu Chen Su came over.

  Si Xinghe raised his eyes to look, his brows raised slightly.

   Big tail wolf?

"Ok."

   Si Xinghe responded with a nasal voice, his attitude was indifferent, and he glanced at the clothes that had become cloth strips and the injuries on his body.

   "Can you hold on?"

  Bu Chen nodded, "Hmm."

  Si Xinghe heard the words, so he didn't pay any attention to Bu Chensu.

   With the identity and strength of this big-tailed wolf, this little injury is just terrifying, and there is no need to worry at all.

   "Seven."

  Si Xinghe called out, turned around slowly, and handed Si Niannian to the cycle.

   "Take care of her."

  Cycle looked at the reborn Si Xinghe, his eyes were complicated, and there was a touch of respect and caution in his eyes.

"Yes."

  Cycle responded, took Si Niannian aside, and stood quietly.

   He was eager to see Si Xinghe, but he didn't dare to look up. The scenes of the two of them getting along over the years kept echoing in his mind.

  Cycle's eyes filled with tears again.

   He let out a long sigh, a self-deprecating expression on the corner of his mouth.

   This moment has finally come.

   "Uncle Qi, what's wrong with you?"

  Si Niannian felt that something was wrong with the cycle, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

  Cycle glanced at her sideways and shook his head with a smile.

   "I'm fine, little princess, your third uncle is a bit of a mouthful, and he's picky about clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and he's a plush control, especially likes things with white long hair. You can buy him more in the future."

   "Besides, his favorite colors are white and red, and he likes to drink plum blossoms."

   Some of these little habits are known to Si Niannian, but most of them are unfamiliar to her, and she even thinks that these can't happen to the third uncle.

   "Uncle Qi, what happened to you? Are you leaving?"

  Si Niannian was sensitively aware of this.

   "Does the third uncle know?" Si Niannian asked.

  Cycle's smile suddenly froze, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, but it quickly converged.

   He nodded and found a random reason.

   "I should retreat, your third uncle also knows about this."

"Oh."

  Si Niannian nodded, not sure if he believed it or not.

   "I still have some medicine pills there, I'll give them to you when I go out..."

"No."

  Cycle shook his head, "Little princess, keep the medicine pill, I don't need it."

   After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look in the direction of Yan Si Xinghe, his eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia.

   Tears flickered, and the teardrops finally couldn't hold back and burst out.

  Cycle raised his hand to wipe it off, and looked at Si Niannian again.

   "With your third uncle here, everything here is no problem, I'll go first."

   "Uncle Qi, where are you going? Didn't you wait for the third uncle?"

  Si Niannian wanted to stop the cycle, but found that he was gone in the blink of an eye.

  Si Xinghe heard the movement over there and knew that the cycle had left, but he didn't stop it, and didn't even look back.

   He walked towards Fan Jie slowly, with a leisurely and comfortable pace.

   "You, what are you going to do?"

   Fan Jie didn't know what he was afraid of, but he couldn't help but back away.

  Si Xinghe took a step forward, and he took a step back.

   Soon, we reached the corner.

   "Cycle, even if your life is big and you can come back to life, now I have a basalt lamp in my hand, and you can't help me."

  Fan Jie finally remembered the basalt lamp, and hurriedly bent over to pick it up.

  Si Xinghe watched with interest, and didn't mean to stop it at all.

  Fan Jie thought he had the upper hand, and a smug look appeared on his face again.

   "As long as I absorb the power of the basalt lamp, even the Lord is no match for me."

   Fan Jie laughed, raised his hand to light the Xuanwu lamp, but was suddenly stunned.

   He looked at the empty space above the Xuanwu Lantern in disbelief, and at this moment he really felt like crying.

   "Where's the wick?"

   "How come there is no wick?"

   Without a wick, it cannot be ignited, and if it cannot be ignited, it will not be able to fully stimulate all the power of the basalt lamp, not to mention increasing cultivation, immortality, and even breaking the seal of the entrance to the fairyland.

   Such a basalt lamp is just a decoration.

No.

   It's not even a decoration.

   The dark one is not beautiful at all, and it doesn't even have the effect of ordinary lighting.

  Si Xinghe was not at all surprised by this, he raised his hand and waved, and the basalt lantern was in his hand.

   He played it twice carelessly, and threw it back without turning his head, which happened to land in the hands of Bu Chensu.

  Everyone's eyes followed the basalt lantern and fell on Bu Chensui's body following the arc in mid-air, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

  Si Xinghe lightly smiled and stepped forward, looking at Fan Jie up and down.

   "It doesn't matter if you look ugly, you don't even have a brain. Your mother was distracted when she gave birth to you. Did she put your brain on you?"

   "You don't even know my real body and dare to plot against me, do you really think your immortal bones are strong and won't be broken by me? Or do you think too highly of the strength of the person behind you?"

  Fan Jie tried his best to hide the panic in his eyes, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I'm here today to get the Xuanwu lantern, break the seal of the enchantment, and save the world of self-cultivation."

   "Everything before is a misunderstanding. It's not me who has stolen your identity for so many years. You shouldn't spread it on me if you are angry or resentful."

  Perhaps this self-soothing worked, Fan Jie calmed down a lot.

   "Master Qi, back then you and I worked together under the lord of the Earth. After all, we had a friendship. Today's matter is indeed a misunderstanding. You also took the Xuanwu lamp, why don't you let us go."

   (end of this chapter)