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    Travel through modern times

    The fragrance of peony in the courtyard was still lingering on the tip of his nose. Qing Feng’an was led into the house by Jin Xianling. The warmth that his fingertips touched was the stability that he had become accustomed to over the years.

    He looked at the smiling face of the young man beside him and couldn’t help but joke: “I’m just trying to coax you, but it seems like I’ve received some huge reward.”

    Jin Xianling paused and looked back at him. The light in his eyes was more scorching than the sun above his head. He held Qing Feng’an’s hand tightly and rubbed the other’s slightly cold fingertips with his fingertips: “Master’s words are the best reward.”

    Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping up the peony petals all over the courtyard and smashing them down.The wind came so fast and fierce that it was hard to open one’s eyes. Qing Feng’an subconsciously hid behind Jin Xianling, but was tightly protected by the young man’s backhand.

    “Master, don’t be afraid!” Jin Xianling’s voice was a little urgent, and she placed her palm on Qing Feng’an’s back with a steady force, “Is it a strange movement of the magic circle?”

    Qing Feng closed her eyes, feeling like the world was spinning. There was the whistling wind in her ears, the sound of petals falling, and an inexplicable suction that seemed to be pulling their souls out of their bodies.He tightened his grip on Jin Xianling’s clothes, his fingertips turning white: “No… this is not an ordinary magic circle…”

    The suction force became stronger and stronger, and their bodies seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, rising into the air.Shao Xiang was torn into pieces by the strong wind. The courtyard and houses in front of her were blurred little by little, and finally turned into a vast white chaos.

    After an unknown amount of time, the wind gradually died down, the feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared, and the two of them fell heavily on a piece of soft grass.

    Qing Feng’an groaned, holding on to the ground and trying to get up, but was held down by Jin Xianling: “Master, don’t move, take a rest first.”

    He looked up and was stunned.

    Is there any familiar courtyard in front of me?

    What he saw were towering skyscrapers, glass curtain walls reflecting the dazzling sunlight, busy traffic on the road, honking horns one after another, people in strange clothes hurried past, speaking a language he had never heard before.

    Qing Feng’an raised her hand in confusion, touched the plain robe on her body, and then looked at Jin Xianling’s black outfit, which was incompatible with the surrounding scene.

    “Where…is this?” His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of confusion.

    Jin Xianling had already stood up, looking around warily, frowning.He grew up in the school and traveled to many places, but he had never seen anything like this – what were those running iron boxes?What are those iron shelves hanging high in the air?

    He stretched out his hand to pull Qing Feng’an up and protected her firmly by his side, his eyes as sharp as an eagle: “I don’t know, but something is very wrong here.”

    Qing Feng calmed down, straightened his clothes that were blown by the wind, and glanced at a person not far away who was pointing at a black square.The black square suddenly lit up, reflecting a human face. He was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back and ran into Jin Xianling’s arms.

    “Master?” Jin Xianling looked down at him, her tone full of worry, “What’s wrong?”

    “Then… what is that?” Qing Feng’an pointed at the black square, her voice a little tight, “It can actually contain the appearance of a person.”

    Jin Xianling looked in the direction he pointed and frowned even more.He had never seen such a strange object before, and he said in a deep voice: “Let me go and take a look.”

    “Don’t go!” Qing Feng’an stopped him, “This is a strange place. I don’t know how dangerous it is, so I’d better go first…”

    Before he finished speaking, a man in a blue uniform walked over quickly, with a bit of confusion on his face, gesticulating at them, and saying a string of words they didn’t understand.

    Jin Xianling’s face darkened, she hid Qing Fengan behind her and said in a cold voice: “Who are you? What realm is this place in?”

    The man in blue uniform was stunned for a moment, as if he didn’t understand what he said, so he repeated it again at a different speaking speed.

    The two looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

    They don’t understand each other, and the other person doesn’t understand them.

    Qing Feng’an’s heart sank a little bit.

    He and Jin Xianling might have… arrived in a completely unfamiliar world.

    Jin Xianling noticed his uneasiness and held his hand with her backhand, applying force to her fingertips and speaking firmly: “Master, don’t be afraid. As long as I am here, I will protect you no matter where you are.”

    Qing Feng’an raised her eyes to look at him. The young man’s brows and eyes were full of determination. Those eyes that always had a hint of ruthlessness and jealousy were now only composed and determined.

    He felt warm in his heart, nodded, and held Jin Xianling’s hand tightly.

    Yes, with Jin Xianling here, what are you afraid of?

    Just…

    He looked at the unfamiliar scene of busy traffic in front of him and couldn’t help but sigh.

    This is a foreign land, how can they go back?

    Jin Xianling seemed to see through his thoughts, lowering her head and pressing a soft kiss on his forehead, her voice was low and gentle: “Master, since you have come, please make peace with me. As long as we are together, we are home wherever we are.”

    Qing Feng’an looked at him, and the corners of her lips slowly raised a smile.

    The two of them were looking at each other and smiling when they suddenly heard an exclamation not far away. Then, a small figure rushed towards them, followed by a panting woman, shouting words they still couldn’t understand.

    Jin Xianling, with quick eyes and quick hands, stretched out his hand to catch the small figure firmly. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a child of four or five years old. He was looking at his and Qing Feng’an’s clothes curiously with his big round eyes open.

    The child poked Jin Xianling’s black outfit with his fingers, then looked up at Qing Fengan’s plain robe, babbling something with excitement on his face.

    Qing Feng’an looked at the child’s innocent appearance, and the confusion in his heart dissipated a little. He bent down and gently touched the child’s head, his eyebrows soft.

    Jin Xianling looked at his gentle appearance, and the irritation in her heart due to the unfamiliar environment disappeared in an instant.He lowered his head and rubbed the top of Qing Feng’an’s hair. His tone was a little helpless, but also a little indulgent: “Master is always soft-hearted.”

    Qing Feng’an looked up at him and smiled: “He’s just a kid.”

    While they were talking, the panting woman had already ran over. Seeing that the child was safe and sound in their arms, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to them repeatedly, and said words of gratitude.

    Although I still don’t understand it, the kindness is real.

    Jin Xianling handed the child to the woman. The woman held the child and bowed to them again, then turned and left, walked a few steps, and waved back to them.

    Banxia novel, a lot of fun

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