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Ningning didn't expect Lin Xun to agree to watch the moon with her.

After all, it hadn't been long since Lin Xun had just entered the teacher's door. The two of them just stayed in the same relationship with only a few sides, and they didn't even say a few words.

In the original book, the original owner did not hesitate to avoid him as soon as he touched his hand. As it is now, Xiao Bailong did not express disapproval of her touch, but actually accepted the invitation to appreciate the moon.

Ningning somewhat understood why there were so many people scrambling to participate in the China Contest.

"But Little Sister, compared to going out to admire the moon, should we..."

Lin Xun faltered for a moment, her drooping long eyelashes covering her black eyes, and when she spoke again, her voice was as clear as white dumplings: "Take care of your room?"

When he lowered his head while speaking, Ning Ning was able to take a closer look at the little junior brother unscrupulously.

Xiao Bailong is considered to be an important character in the original book. Because of his good nature, he has a good relationship with Pei Ji, who is lonely, and his role is naturally increased.

Compared with Pei Ji's hostile and uncertain temperament of the big demon, the Lin Xun created by Xiaobailian looks much more moist and dusty.

Pianpian boy, Qiongzhi Yushu. The light of the ever-bright lamp gurgled like flowing water, dripping and dyeing a white and delicate face.

He is still young, and the childishness still exists between his eyebrows and eyes. A pair of glazed black eyes filled with the gentle night, and the long trembling eyelashes flickered like butterfly wings, casting a thin layer of shadow.

The thin white robe outlines the tall and thin figure of the young man, which looks like a straight and sharp long sword in the silence of the night.

However, seeing his deliberately dodging eyes and quietly flushing ear roots, he is more like the introverted and shy little brother of the neighbor's house than the rare genius of swordsmanship in a thousand years.

Ningning looked at him, then at the African wall behind him, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Would you like to clean the room with me?"

Lin Xun didn't raise his head or speak, but lightly tapped his head.

Facts have proved that Lin Xun really doesn't look like a spoiled imperial child.

While Ningning was still struggling with the crumbs of the pill furnace, he had cleaned the table brother who had missing arms and legs, the whole head of the chair who was blown up, and the book fragments that fell to the ground under the impact of blasting. page.

He is so proficient that Ningning can't help but say: "Do you often do this at home?"

"I learned it after entering the mountain."

Lin Xun smiled embarrassedly: "Master told me that this is a must for sword repair."

It hasn't been long since he has just been here, depending on what he has forced the child into.

Ningning couldn't help but uttered a soul-sounding question: "Obviously it is so difficult for us to make money, why is it so easy for people to make our money?"

"Senior Sister," Lin Xun, who was helping her move the bookcase, stopped when she heard the sound, and he hesitated for a moment to continue, "I have a friend who taught me some frugality--this is just what my friend did. I , I haven't tried it!"

Feeling Ning Ning’s straight gaze, Xiao Bailong breathed in a panic: “It’s roughly... if the door jacket is damaged, you don’t need to re-purchase it. Just find a piece of white cloth and cut it out, and then paint the cloud with golden paint. Pattern is fine."

Ningning glanced at his sleeves in horror.

The dark gold lines are crooked and crooked like a Parkinson's patient. The place where the dragon is supposed to be embroidered is a weird big loach with only grinning teeth and larger feet than the head.

"Also," Lin Xun added, with his head hanging down, "Rain water must not be wasted on rainy days. It can be boiled and bathed next, which is cleaner than the water in the pond; the melon skin after eating watermelon and pumpkin can also be preserved for the next meal. Stir-fry during the meal so that you can add another dish."

Ningning was shocked.

Ningning really wanted to ask him, is this friend you talking about yourself?

But this problem is so hurtful, in order to take into account the little prince's self-esteem, she resisted not saying it.

The heavens will surrender the great responsibility to the human being, and he must first suffer from his mind, his muscles and bones, and his body and skin hungry.

Is this the number one sword sect in the world?

Co-authored other schools are teaching magic swordsmanship, only the Xuanxu school is fresh and refined. If the textbook is published, I am afraid it is not this style of painting:

Compulsory one: "On a Poor Self-cultivation".

Compulsory two: "Housework and postpartum care of goose."

Compulsory three: "A friend of mine stealing mushrooms-a lesson or two about stealing vegetables when they are penniless".

Absolutely, the whole pauper advanced guide.

"By the way, Little Senior Sister."

Seeing her face paler, Lin Xun thought that Ningning had not yet recovered from the fact of bankruptcy, and took a cautious step towards her, and took out a brilliant white bead from his arms: "I left the East China Sea without taking it. How much money, only this night pearl is barely valuable. If you don’t dislike it, take it and exchange it for some spirit stones."

How can he "not bring much money".

Lin Xun left the house poorly and in vain, just because the master had told him that the sword fairy was never confined to things outside his body.

Later, it was discovered that Master himself had also eaten fried melon peels, and even developed a new dish called "Luoying Passion Cui".

It is fried petals and tree leaves.

This Ye Mingzhu is the only valuable thing on his body, it should be kept well, but...

The little white dragon, who had not been involved in the world, plucked up the courage, glanced at Ning Ning's pale face very quickly, and made up his mind.

Since they are the same, they should help each other. If his foreign objects can exchange the confidence of the little sister to continue living, sacrificing this bead is nothing.

He is an indomitable boy! The big deal is to drink dew and eat leaves. If the little sister goes crazy, her life will be over!

Ningning feels complicated.

In the original book, Lin Xun is indeed a heartless and extremely soft-hearted little white lotus setting. When the road sees an upset, even if his face is flushed and stuttering, he will go up to help justice.

Some readers pointedly pointed out that the reason why the author had set him into this character was to highlight the decisive and indifferent nature of the lead actor Pei Ji.

To be honest, when reading this novel from the perspective of God, Ningning once felt that the little prince was really sympathetic, but when she herself became the one he sympathized with—

This is a little angel! Obviously I'm so poor, I can even give her the last assets! What about the double standard? Lin Xun is really great, right?

"No, no, I don't use it."

Ningning waved his hand quickly: "Don't you have many spirit stones?"

She spoke vaguely, and deliberately skipped Lin Xun's eating melon peels to wash the rain, so as to preserve the children's simple and fragile self-esteem.

Unexpectedly, the stupid son of the landlord’s family smiled: "It’s okay, the last time the master sister took me to Wan Jianzong and stole a lot of melons, the skins are enough to eat—"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xun paused.

He has strong self-esteem and is very easy to be shy. He deliberately hid his identity before and lied that those things were done by "a friend". Now this sentence...

Isn't it just a careless declaration that that friend is him?

The ground was steaming hot, and the white jade face instantly became crimson, as if the smudged ink ball became thicker and thicker, it turned into flushing all over the entire face.

Too, too embarrassing.

He wanted to make a good impression in front of the little sister.

He has not been good at communicating with people since he was a child, and he was so shy that he couldn't speak a lot when he met the little elder sister several times. Today I heard that there was a difference in her room, so I went into the yard without thinking too much. I never thought that such a joke would come out.

Lin Xun hesitated and couldn't speak. He only felt his head was blank. Suddenly he heard Ning Ning's voice in a daze, with the same tone as before: "The melons you brought back are enough to eat for several days? How many melons did you and the master sister steal? , Didn’t Wan Jianzong catch you?"

Could it be that she was listening.

He was talking about "melon peel."

He was in a nervous mood, but the little elder sister looked as usual. She really didn't hear it clearly when she wanted to come, and didn't associate him with "that friend".

Lin Xun pursed his lips and smiled, the red tide in his ears subsided a little: "A lot. Little sister, would you like to hear about us stealing melons?"

Ningning: "You said."

So the topic successfully turned to the melon field between the master sister and the Wan Jianzong. I heard that the senior sister said: Stealing melons can’t be regarded as stealing, can the sword repair matter be regarded as stealing?

Lin Xun spoke earnestly, and smoothly helped clean up the debris all over the floor, without noticing Ning Ning who was next to him quietly letting out a sigh of relief.

Phew, it's dangerous.

Looking at Xiao Bailong's red eyes and white face, fortunately, she reacted quickly and pretended to be confused.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I really have to cry.

*

On the second day, Ningning was awakened by the system.

Fortunately, the bed was far away from the pill furnace, and it was not affected too much. After saying goodbye to Lin Xun, she quickly fell asleep with her tired body.

When I opened my eyes the next day, I saw a few large characters floating in my head:

[Ding! Mission released! ]

[Jianzong Grand Competition is underway, you remember that you lost to Pei Ji yesterday, and vowed to teach him a lesson. ]

[Please go to the competition field immediately and launch an attack against Pei Ji in the dark place. ]

This story finally came.

Ningning sat up dazedly from the bed and touched the messy hair that filled his head.

This is the starting point of Pei Ji's counterattack, a very impressive plot in the original book.

The Xuanxu Sword Sect’s Sect Neibi adopts the elimination system. Pei Ji defeated Ning Ning yesterday, and has to continue to compete with other disciples today.

I don't know whether to say that his luck is good or not. The opponent I met this time was actually a disciple of Jin Danqi.

That disciple's name was Chen Zhao, who was practising under Qingxu Zhenren's school, and he was very capable. After seeing the battle between Pei Ji and Ningning yesterday, he knew that he could not underestimate the enemy, and even used hidden weapons just in case.

——Sword Sect Grand Competition, hidden weapons are naturally forbidden.

But his dementing nail is as thin as a mosquito foot, and it will not be detected by the spiritual power when it is activated. In addition, the audience seat is far away from the competition platform. Therefore, after using it to severely inflict Pei Ji, no one found it tricky.

In addition to this stalker, the original owner is also very dedicated to doing things.

The name of the swordsmanship she majored in was "Xing Luo", and she emphasized that the sword was as fast as the wind and the sword was as dense as the stars. In general, it was fast and accurate, and she was caught off guard by hitting the enemy in the invisible and invisible.

That's right, the original owner vividly explained what is meant by death without a lower limit. When Pei Ji competed with Chen Zhao, he used his sword intent to attack him from behind.

With hidden weapons and sword tactics, Pei Ji has no way to hide. He was destined to be dying from being hit hard, but when he was in a desperate situation, it was exactly the time to come to life.

Mindful of this, Ning Ning went to bed, dressing and washing in one go, and when he picked up the star-scarred sword, he couldn't help thinking that the villain was indeed a tool man who gave the protagonist experience, a stone hammer.

Thanks to Yujian flying, she soon arrived at Kaiyang Peak where the martial arts venue was. When the duel between Pei Ji and Chen Zhao was thrilling, there was a shadow of swords and swords on the stage.

In the early morning, the Kaiyang Peak was steaming with clouds, and the sunlight broke through the layers of white mist, but fell, like the shadow of thousands of swords, visible and unmarked. The peaks and ridges of smoke pile up, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are soothing, like a gallery of thousands of miles, dizzy and full of water.

From the perspective of an ordinary person, you can only see the fleeting afterimages of the two on the stage. The sharp sword intent is reflected in the snow and white light under the shadow of the sun, and the two swords fight each other to cut away the mist, like frost and snow floating in the sky. , Benlei Jiran.

Pei Ji, dressed in black, had indifferent eyebrows. As an obscure outer disciple, he was not at a disadvantage in the competition. Seeing that Chen Zhao was already losing, Ning Ning knew that it was time for him to take action.

She couldn't see clearly the movements of the two on the stage, so she also understood when to move her hands.

As the white mist rose, Ning Ning squeezed the tactics with one hand and pressed firmly behind Pei Ji.

The rain beats the flying flower, and the sword has no trace.

The invisible sword intent took advantage of the trend, but before Ning Ning had time to show a smile of "tool man can only help you here", the arc of her mouth froze on her face.

Oh.

She is not good at using tactics, this sword intent...

It seems crooked.

*

Pei Ji soon felt the sword wind that was forcing him.

Different from Chen Zhao's awe-inspiring epee, this sword is light and agile and hardly noticeable. He can't be more familiar with this feeling, and it is the female disciple who played against yesterday.

A low and rough male voice buzzed in his mind, making him subconsciously frowned: "Oops, someone is attacking!"

This voice has stayed in his body since he was born, except for Pei Ji, no one else can hear it.

The voice claimed to have used to be a sword, but what is its name, and who was the previous owner’s last name? These are all unknowns—

It has amnesia.

If Ningning heard their conversation, she would definitely say: "Ah, it turns out that this is the voice of Chengyingjian."

Of course she knew this voice.

Pei Ji is the reincarnation of the ancient sword god, and the former saber shadow also enters his body. It's a pity that the years have passed, and his current strength can't control the Excalibur. Chengying's memory and power have been sealed, and he has become a middle-aged uncle who can only be nagging in the head of the male protagonist.

"This sword spirit... is exactly the female nun of yesterday."

Cheng Ying whispered softly: "What is her peace of mind, I know that woman has bad intentions!"

Ningning's sword aura was as fast as thunder and lightning, and with an unstoppable murderous intent, Pei Ji was busy dealing with Chen Zhao and could only dodge sideways.

I didn't want to catch a glimpse of Chen Zhao with a cold smile just as soon as he revealed this short-lived flaw, his fingertips moved slightly.

The Dementor nail was small and difficult to distinguish, and when it quietly approached him, there was a rush of coldness. In front of the wolf and the tiger, and Chen Zhao predicted his actions, Pei Ji had nowhere to go.

He will hit this blow today.

Chengying was already unbearable, screaming frantically: "Damn, stinky woman! See if I don't take care of you--"

The speech hasn't fallen, and the change will happen suddenly.

The trajectory of Yu Da Fei Hua Jue was actually not straight, but deflected in the direction where Pei Ji was now. From the beginning, the girl didn't aim at where he stood before, but at this time.

The poison nails are coming fiercely, the sword art is like a wind returning to the snow, between the electric light and flint——

Actually just right, collided straight.

The two forces intersected silently and invisible, but the stormy waves lurked under the dark tide, causing turbulent waves.

Jue off, nailed to pieces.

Cheng Ying:...

Chengying was shocked.

How can that woman, that woman know the path of the Dementor! This just right strength, this fateful intersection, everything just shattered the hidden weapon...

Is everything under her control!

It looked at the stands with great horror, and saw the girl in the white skirt without any effort.

And the smile on her face that hasn't faded.

She was actually smiling.

In other words, is she really... deliberately doing it?

First, he noticed that Chen Zhao was ill-intentioned and tried to use a hidden weapon. Then he used his sword tactics to force Pei Ji to dodge sideways. At this time, Chen Zhao would definitely predict his actions and launch the poisonous needle.

But Chen Zhao's fellow would never think that she actually predicted his prediction!

This technique, this scheming, and this heart that wholeheartedly thinks about Pei Ji——

She is a fairy, right?

"I got it!"

Chengying changed her mouth immediately and swallowed all the "smelly women" full of mouths, her tone trembling with excitement.

"That fairy is not only helping you secretly..."

"She is still a great master!"

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