Ning Ning didn't expect that Lin Xun would agree to watch the moon with her.
After all, it wasn't long before Lin Xun joined the division, and the two of them only stayed in the same clan relationship with only a few faces, and didn't even say a few words.
In the original book, the original owner was avoided without hesitation as soon as he touched his hand, but now, instead of expressing disgust at her touch, Xiao Bailong actually accepted the invitation to appreciate the moon.
Ning Ning understands a little why so many people are rushing to participate in the China Miserable Conference.
"But young lady, rather than going out to admire the moon, shouldn't we..."
Lin Xun hesitated for a moment as he spoke, his long drooping eyelashes covered his black eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was as clear as a white ball: "Take care of your room?"
He lowered his head when he spoke, and Ning Ning was able to scrutinize the little junior brother unscrupulously.
Xiaobailong is an important character in the original novel. Due to his kind nature, he has a good relationship with Pei Ji, who is alone, and his roles naturally increase.
Compared with Pei Ji's hostile and uncertain temperament, Lin Xun's character set by Little White Lotus is much more clean and smooth.
Pleasant youth, Qiongzhi Yushu. The light of the ever-bright lamp is gurgling like running water, dripping and dyeing the white and delicate face.
He is still young, and the childishness between his eyebrows is still there. A pair of glass-like black eyes filled with the gentle night, and the trembling long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, casting a thin layer of shadow.
The thin white robe outlines the tall and thin figure of the young man, and in the silent night, it looks like a straight and sharp sword.
However, looking at his deliberately dodging eyes and quietly red ears, he was more like the introverted and shy little brother of the neighbor's house than the rare kendo genius who had been 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 look up, didn't speak, and nodded slightly.
Facts have proved that Lin Xun is really not like a pampered royal child.
While Ning Ning was still fighting against the shards of pill furnaces all over the floor, he had already cleaned up the table brother who was missing his arm and leg, the chair brother whose head was blown away, and the broken books that fell to the ground under the impact of the blast. Page.
He was so skilled that Ning Ning couldn't help but say, "Do you often do this at home?"
"I learned it after I entered the mountain."
Lin Xun smiled embarrassedly: "Master told me that this is a must for sword cultivators."
He just came here not long ago, let's see what he has forced the child into.
Ning Ning couldn't help but ask his soul: "It's so hard for us to make money, why is it so easy for others to make money from us?"
"Little Senior Sister," Lin Xun, who was helping her move the bookcase, stopped when he heard the sound, hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "I have a friend who taught me some ways to be frugal—this is just my friend's practice, I, I've never tried it!"
Feeling Ning Ning's direct gaze, Xiao Bailong breathed a little in a panic: "Roughly... If the uniform is damaged, there is no need to repurchase it, just find a piece of white cloth and cut it out, and then use golden paint to paint the moiré pattern. pattern."
Ning Ning glanced at his sleeve in horror.
The dark gold pattern is crooked like a Parkinson's patient. Where there should be a dragon embroidered, there is a strange big loach with grinning teeth and feet bigger than its head.
"Also," Lin Xun added with his head down, "the rainwater in rainy days must not be wasted. You can boil it for a bath next, which is cleaner than the water in the pond; the skin of the watermelon and pumpkin can also be preserved after eating the watermelon and pumpkin. Stir-fry it with rice, so that you can have one more dish."
Ning Ning was shocked.
Ning Ning really wanted to ask him, is this friend you are talking about yourself
But this question is so hurtful, in order to take into account the self-esteem of the little prince, she resisted saying nothing.
Heaven will give a great responsibility to man, and he must first suffer his mind and will, labor his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin.
Is this the number one sword sect in the world
Co-authors of other sects are teaching techniques and swordsmanship, only the Xuanxu sect is fresh and refined. If there is a textbook, I am afraid it will not be this style of painting:
Compulsory one: "On the Self-cultivation of a Poor Man".
Compulsory 2: "Housework and postpartum care of goose".
Compulsory 3: "One of My Mushroom Stealing Friend - Lessons About Stealing Vegetables When You Are Penniless".
Absolutely, the whole is a pauper advanced guide.
"That's right, Miss."
Lin Xun saw that her face was even paler, thinking that Ning Ning had not recovered from the fact of bankruptcy, he cautiously took a step closer to her, and took out a radiant white ball from his arms: "I left the East China Sea this time without bringing with me. How much money, only this night pearl is barely worth it, if you don’t dislike it, accept it and exchange it for some spiritual stones.”
How can he "not bring much money".
Lin Xun went out of the house in poverty and in vain at all, just because the master told him that Sword Immortal never sticks to things outside himself.
Later, it was discovered that Shizun himself had also eaten stir-fried melon rind, and even developed a new dish called "Luoying Passion Extract".
It's just fried petals and leaves.
This night pearl is the only valuable thing on his body, it should be kept well, but...
Little Bailong, who has not yet been deeply involved in the world, mustered his courage, glanced at Ning Ning's pale and pale face very quickly, and made up his mind secretly.
Since they are from the same family, they should help each other. If his external objects can be exchanged for the confidence of the little sister to continue living, sacrificing this bead is nothing.
He's an awesome boy! The big deal is to drink dew and eat leaves. If the little sister goes crazy, her life will be over!
Ning Ning was in a complicated mood.
In the original book, Lin Xun is indeed a little white lotus with no scheming and an extremely soft heart. When the road is not at peace, even if he is shy and blushing and stammering, he will go up to help justice.
Some readers pointedly pointed out that the reason why the author set him up as this kind of character is to highlight the decisive and cold-hearted killing of the hero Pei Ji.
To be honest, when looking at this novel from the perspective of God, Ning Ning also felt that this little prince was really overflowing with sympathy, but when she herself became the one he sympathized with—
This is a little angel, woohoo! Even though she is so poor, she can still give her the last assets! What about the double standard? Lin Xun, he is really good!
"No, no, I don't need it."
Ning Ning quickly waved his hand: "Don't you have many spiritual stones?"
She spoke cryptically, deliberately skipping Lin Xun eating melon rinds and washing the rainwater, so as to preserve the children's pure and fragile self-esteem.
Unexpectedly, the stupid son of the landlord's family smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the last time Senior Sister took me to Wanjianzong and stole a lot of melons, and the skins are enough to eat a few—"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Xun stopped abruptly.
He has high self-esteem and is very shy. He has deliberately concealed his identity before and lied that those things were done by "a friend". Now this sentence...
Isn't he just proclaiming in a careless way that that friend is him
Hot steam surged on the ground, and the white jade-like face was instantly covered with a layer of crimson, like the smudged ink balls getting thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a flush all over the face.
Too, too embarrassing.
He originally wanted to make a good impression in front of the younger sister.
He has not been good at communicating with people since he was a child. He met the little senior sister several times before, and he was too shy to speak. Hearing the difference in her room today, she entered the yard without thinking too much, never thinking that such a joke would be made.
Lin Xun faltered and couldn't speak, but felt that his head was blank, and suddenly he heard Ning Ning's voice in a trance, the tone was the same as before: "The melons you brought back are enough to eat for several days? How many melons have you and Senior Sister stole? , Didn't Wan Jianzong catch you?"
Did she miss out.
What he said was "the skin of the melon".
He was in a panic, but the younger sister looked as usual, thinking that she really didn't hear it clearly, and didn't associate him with "that friend".
Lin Xun pursed his lips and smiled, and the red tide in his ears subsided a little: "A lot. Little Senior Sister, do you want to hear about us stealing melons?"
Ningning: "You say it."
So the topic successfully turned to the melon field between Senior Sister and Wan Jianzong. I heard that Senior Sister said: Stealing melons is not considered stealing, but about sword repair, can it be considered stealing
Lin Xun spoke earnestly, and helped to clean up the debris all over the floor, completely unaware that Ning Ning, who was beside him, sighed quietly, relieved.
Huh, it's dangerous.
Seeing Xiao Bailong's red eyes and pale face, fortunately, she reacted quickly and pretended to be confused.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I really have to cry.
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On the second day, Ningning was woken up 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 dragged her tired body and fell asleep.
As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, I saw a few big words floating in my head:
[Ding! Mission posted! ]
[Jianzong Grand Competition is going on, you regret that you lost to Pei Ji yesterday, and vowed to teach him a lesson. ]
[Please go to the competition arena immediately and attack Pei Ji in the dark place. ]
This episode is finally here.
Ning Ning sat up dazedly from the bed and stroked the messy hair that covered 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 internal competition adopts the elimination system. Yesterday, Pei Ji defeated Ning Ning, and he has to continue to compete with other disciples today.
I don't know whether to say his luck is good or bad, but the opponent he met this time was actually a direct disciple of the Jindan period.
That disciple's name is Chen Zhao, and he practiced under the master of Qingxu, and his strength is very good. After seeing the battle between Pei Ji and Ning Ning yesterday, he knew that he could not underestimate the enemy, and even used a hidden weapon just in case.
- Sword Sect Dabi, hidden weapons are naturally forbidden things.
However, his Soul Destruction Nail was as thin as a mosquito's foot, and would not be detected by spiritual power when activated. In addition, the audience seat was far away from the competition stage, so after using it to hit Pei Ji severely, no one found it tricky.
In addition to this stumbling block, the original owner is also doing his best to make things happen.
The swordsmanship she majored in is called "Xingluo", which emphasizes that the sword is as fast as the wind and the power of the sword is as dense as a star.
That's right, the original owner vividly explained what it means to be dead without a lower limit. When Pei Ji and Chen Zhao competed, he used his sword intent and attacked him from behind.
Hidden weapons and sword tactics double attacked, and Pei Ji had nowhere to hide. He was destined to be hit so hard that he was dying, but when he was in a desperate situation, it was exactly the time to survive.
Thinking of this, Ning Ning got out of bed to get dressed and washed in one go. When he picked up the Star Mark Sword, he couldn't help but think that the villains are really tool people who give experience to the protagonist, a stone hammer.
Thanks to Edgeworth Flying, she quickly arrived at Kaiyang Peak, where the arena is located. When the duel between Pei Ji and Chen Zhao was in a thrilling time, there was a shadow of swords and swords on the stage.
In the early morning, Kaiyang Peak is surrounded by clouds and clouds, and the sun breaks through the layers of white mist and descends, like thousands of sword shadows, visible and invisible. The peaks and peaks are stacked up and down, and the clouds are rolling and flowing, like a thousand-mile gallery, stunned by the heavy water color.
From an ordinary person's point of view, they can only see the fleeting afterimages of the two people on the stage. The sharp sword intent reflects a bright white light under the shadow of the sun. The two swords face each other and cut through the mist, like frost and snow floating in the sky. , Ben Lei is silent.
Pei Ji, who was dressed in black, had indifferent brows and eyes. As a nameless outer disciple, she was not at a disadvantage in the competition. Seeing that Chen Zhao was on the verge of losing, Ning Ning knew that it was time for him to take action.
She could clearly see the movements of the two on the stage, so she also knew when to do it.
As the white fog rose, Ning Ning squeezed the tactic with one hand and pressed firmly behind Pei Ji.
The rain hits the flying flowers, and the sword has no trace.
The invisible sword intent descended with the trend, but before Ning Ning could show a smile that "the tool man can only help you get here", the curvature of the corner of his mouth froze on his face.
Oh.
She is not good at using tactics, this sword intent...
It seems to be crooked.
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Pei Ji soon felt the sword wind coming towards him.
Different from Chen Zhao's epee with awe-inspiring killing intent, this sword intent is light and agile, almost imperceptible. He is familiar with this feeling, it is the female disciple who fought against him yesterday.
A low and rough male voice buzzed in his mind, causing him to frown subconsciously: "Oops, someone is attacking!"
This voice has been in his body since he was born, and no one except Pei Ji can hear it.
The voice claimed to have been a sword, but what it was called, what the previous owner's name was, it's all unknown - it lost its memory.
If Ning Ning heard their conversation, he would definitely say the next sentence: "Ah, so this is the voice of Chengyingjian."
Of course she knew the voice.
Pei Ji is the reincarnation of the ancient sword god, and the former saber Chengying also entered his body. It's a pity that after a long time, his current strength can't control the Divine Sword. Chengying's memory and power have been sealed, and he has become a middle-aged uncle who can only nagging in the male protagonist's mind.
"This sword energy... is the female cultivator yesterday."
Chengying whispered softly: "What kind of heart does she have? I know that woman has bad intentions!"
Ning Ning's sword energy was as fast as lightning, with unstoppable murderous intent, Pei Ji was busy dealing with Chen Zhao and could only dodge sideways.
Not wanting to reveal this short-term flaw, he caught a glimpse of Chen Zhao with a cold smile and moved his fingertips slightly.
The soul-killing nails were so small that it was difficult to distinguish them, and when they approached him silently, there was a sense of coldness. In addition to Chen Zhao's prediction of his actions, Pei Ji had nowhere to retreat.
He must hit the blow today.
Cheng Ying couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted wildly: "Damn, stinky woman! See if I don't take care of you well—"
The voice did not fall, and the accident happened suddenly.
The trajectory of Yu Da Fei Hua Jue was not straight, but deflected a little in the direction where Pei Ji was now. I think that the girl did not aim at the position where he stood before, but at this time.
The poisonous nails are threatening, the sword art is like the wind and the snow, between the electric light and flint—
It was just right, and they collided straight.
The two forces intersected silently and invisible, but the stormy waves were hidden under the dark tide, setting off turbulent waves.
The tactic is extinguished, the nail is broken.
Chengying: …
Chengying was shocked.
How could that woman, that woman know the path of the Dementoring Nail! This right amount of force, this fateful intersection, everything just happened to smash that hidden weapon to pieces...
Is everything under her control
It looked at the stand with its divine sense in horror, and saw the girl in white without any effort.
And the smile that hasn't faded from her face.
She was actually smiling.
In other words, is she really... doing it on purpose
First, he noticed that Chen Zhao had a bad intention and tried to use a hidden weapon, and then used a sword trick to force Pei Ji to dodge sideways. At this time, Chen Zhao would definitely predict his actions and launch the poison needle.
But Chen Zhao's servant would never have thought that she actually predicted his prediction!
This technique, this scheming, and this whole-hearted heart for Pei Ji—
She is a fairy!
"I got it!"
Cheng Ying immediately changed his mouth and swallowed all the "stinky women" in his mouth, his tone trembling with excitement.
"That fairy is not only helping you in secret..."
"She's still a great master!"