Chu Wuyong slowly and carefully unwrapped the thing wrapped in thick layers of cloth strips, and only after a pile of cloth strips lay on the ground did the original appearance inside be revealed.
This is a large rusty sword. The thick sword body is covered with patches of blood-stained red rust.
Its blade is very wide and as long as a person, logically speaking, it is very inconvenient to hold and play with it, or use it to attack others. Coupled with this dilapidated appearance, it looks like a useless sword that no one wants.
Li Luo looked at the big sword that looked like a broken sword picked up from a garbage dump, and then thought of the scene where the male protagonist Chu Wuyong held this finally revived artifact in the future, where gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. Then looking at the artifact that was still covered in dust, I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.
But Li Luo still tried his best to hold back his longing, and tore his gaze away from the rusty sword. When he looked at Chu Wuyong, he had a calm expression, "This thing doesn't look like any treasure."
When Chu Wuyong looked down at the big sword held in his hand by Li Luo, his gaze was like a burning fire, greedily looking at Li Luo's side face. From the slightly drooping slender eyelashes, across the delicate tip of the nose, stayed on the slightly pursed light-colored lips for a long time, and then fell to the neck as thin as white fat exposed outside the collar.
Sitting close now, Chu Wuyong can clearly smell the faint fragrance of plum blossoms coming from the person beside him, the person he has been thinking about day and night.
The smell is very fresh and elegant, but when Chu Wuyong smelled it, he felt a little parched, wondering if he would taste this wonderful taste if he licked and kissed the fine white skin of the person in front of him with his lips. The smell of plum blossoms…
But when Li Luo was about to raise his head, Chu Wuyong put away his scorching gaze. A pair of deep eyes are like a deep pool without waves, and no one can see the slightest emotional change.
"This big sword was brought out by me from another secret place in Qinglian Secret Realm." Chu Wuyong didn't think about hiding anything from the person in front of him, "It looks like a sword now. A useless sword, but it might not be a good treasure after I have a good grind on it. And I have already recognized it as its owner, and it cannot be put into the Qiankun bag, so I can only carry it like this."
Li Luo didn't expect Chu Wuyong to tell the truth directly to himself, even the origin of the story. He suppressed the corners of his lips that wanted to rise, his eyes looked at Chu Wuyong but still subconsciously lit up, "Then you have to take good care of it." After finishing speaking, Li Luo didn't show any more thoughts The look of wanting to understand, but directly said, so that Chu Wuyong stopped talking.
Although he is on Qingyu Peak, there are no outsiders, and he is a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, so he can almost find those who are lower than him and hide in the dark. But who knows if any unexpected event will happen, if it does happen, it will be Li Luo, and I don't know what kind of change the plot will take.
Hearing what Li Luo said, Chu Wuyong followed Li Luo's wishes and didn't say any more.
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Because Chu Wuyong did not come out immediately after entering the Qinglian secret realm for hundreds of years. The only person who came out safely after ten years in it. Moreover, after he came out of Qinglian Secret Realm, his cultivation suddenly rose to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, which shocked the entire Qingyun Sect.
Even Ye Tianqi, the head of Qingyun Sect, came to see Chu Wuyong once, expressing his satisfaction as an inner disciple, and even gave him a better magic weapon in front of Li Luo.
Chu Wuyong's limelight in Qing Yunzong was the same for a while, but his personality was not much better than Gu Qingchen's, and he couldn't get along with others at all.
Therefore, with the passage of time, Qingyu Peak gradually became clear again, returning to its previous appearance.
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The weather is getting cooler and cooler, but the green bamboos in Li Luo's courtyard are still extremely green. It's just that he and Chu Wuyong often sat next to the stone table where they ate, but the leaves of the towering maple tree turned red, as if a huge fiery red umbrella had been opened above their heads.
After Chu Wuyong came back, Li Luo still maintained the old habit of sitting in the yard with him and eating face to face.
It was the evening of the day at this time, and the fiery red sunset penetrated the mist covering the mountain peak, rendering the entire mist into light red.
Li Luo was wearing a moon-white gown with a lavender border today, and a translucent white gauze outside. Under the radiance of the setting sun, the white face like jade was covered with a layer of warm orange light, and even the cold facial features seemed a little softer.
Seeing Li Luo put down the bowl and chopsticks, Chu Wuyong picked up the teapot on the table and poured Li Luo a cup of steaming clear tea.
Li Luo didn't refuse either, took the cup of clear tea that Chu Wuyong had poured, held it in front of him, and drank it slowly.
Seeing that Li Luo had finished drinking the tea in the cup, Chu Wuyong's eyes flickered slightly, and he refilled another cup.
Li Luo didn't notice Chu Wuyong's abnormality at all, only felt that the osmanthus tea sent to him by the sect this time was more fragrant than before. It is estimated that those few sweet-scented osmanthus trees have been carefully watered by the spiritual spring for so many years, and now the spiritual energy contained in the trees has increased, so the sweet-scented osmanthus that blooms is even better than before.
After the meal, Chu Wuyong ordered the little boy waiting outside to clean up the leftovers on the stone table.
Li Luo talked to Chu Wuyong again, and then went back to his room to rest.
When Li Luo turned around to leave the yard and walked into his room, Chu Wuyong was still sitting on the stone bench, silently watching Li Luo's back disappear from his sight, but his eyes seemed to be a little flickering .
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The moonlight was like a wash, Li Luo placed four luminous pearls in the four corners of the room directly, illuminating the room brightly.
Li Luo was about to go straight to bed when he heard a knock on his own door.
Li Luo immediately adjusted his posture, pretending to be sitting on the bed and meditating, then he opened his mouth and said in the direction of the door: "Come in."
Only then did Chu Wuyong push open the door and walk in, his slender figure blocked most of the moonlight cast from the door at once.