The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1411 The Immortal Cultivator whose Spiritual Root Was Stolen (41)

When the girl snatched the sword, the smile on her face was unrestrained and angry, which was very different from the melancholy when she first met at the foot of the mountain, and the cold and arrogant look when she asked the teacher at Zixiao Peak.

The sun was just rising, and under the bright morning light, the girl was holding the nameless ancient sword, which was a bit heavy for her, but her figure did not appear dull at all. And pass, lightly like a butterfly.

No one knows better than Jun Jiuchen that his nameless ancient sword is bloodthirsty and vicious by nature. Although it was suppressed by an expert with a secret method before coming to Taiqingzong, even Jun Jiuchen, who recognized the nameless ancient sword, could not Occasionally, it will be affected by the ferocity of the nameless ancient sword.

Let alone others.

Even his god-transforming master, Master Wugou, felt that the sword did not dare to move rashly.

But who would have thought that Su Qinghuan, a little girl in the foundation stage, could pick up his natal magic weapon so easily, not only was not shocked by the evil spirit, but her own natal spirit sword could be easily driven by her!

It's an exaggeration to say that it drives, after all, Su Qinghuan can't inject spiritual power to communicate with Jun Jiuchen's natal magic weapon, but even so, this scene is enough to surprise Jun Jiuchen.

……

But what surprised Jun Jiuchen even more was behind.

Obviously, I just gave Su Qinghuan the Wugou Sword Technique Jade Slip yesterday, even if ordinary people digest such a profound and mysterious sword technique, it may be difficult for ordinary people to master it even after studying for a year or so.

But Su Qinghuan held his nameless ancient sword, and with every move, the sword energy was like a rainbow.

Suddenly it looks like falling flowers, and the sword moves are like shadows and illusions, elegant and agile, and sometimes they are like a vast green mountain, standing still, and the sword moves change from virtual to real, which is difficult to shake.

Jun Jiuchen was surprised at first, but after staring intently for a long time, the young man in white even felt that his understanding of the way of swords had deepened.

After Su Qinghuan finished practicing, Jun Jiuchen realized that Su Qinghuan had already practiced the first three levels of the Wugou swordsmanship!
Although there are still subtle gaps in some places and essentials, and Su Qinghuan only cultivates the foundation and has too little spiritual power, but overall, he does not look like a person who has only studied by himself for a day!
If Su Qinghuan's cultivation level keeps up, coupled with the guidance of a famous teacher, in time, he will definitely be a genius comparable to anyone in the way of swordsmanship!
……

Jun Jiuchen has always been obsessed with swords, and he was willing to help Su Qinghuan at the beginning because his nameless ancient sword was inexplicably close to this little girl in the first meeting.

Seeing such a kendo genius so close at this moment, the feeling of sympathy in my heart couldn't help but grow stronger.

The young man in white stared at Su Qinghuan with burning eyes, and before he had time to comment, the girl smiled sweetly, withdrew her sword, and cupped her fists at him.

"I took the liberty of borrowing Senior Brother Jun's talisman to make Senior Brother Jun laugh. I don't know how well I practiced it? Can I still get into Senior Brother Jun's eyes?"

Su Qinghuan said, and respectfully handed back the nameless ancient sword to Jun Jiuchen.

The young man in white looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile, showing admiration in his expression.

"You use it very well, and it doesn't mean that you have insulted this sword. It's just that I didn't expect that my natal magic weapon would accept you like this. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have been injured by the sword energy."

"Maybe it's because this magic weapon has a destiny with me? It's a pity that my brother was the first to choose this sword as a magic weapon. Otherwise, maybe it will recognize me as the master."

Su Qinghuan's attitude was frivolous, and the smile on her brows and eyes revealed a bit of eccentricity.

If someone else said this in front of Jun Jiuchen, the young man in white might think it was a kind of contempt for him, but when the little fox said this, Jun Jiuchen felt it was a matter of course.

Even the man himself didn't realize that he looked at the little fox with almost indulgent pampering in his eyes.

"Junior Sister is right."

"When I learned Wugou swordsmanship, I couldn't practice the first three levels so quickly. Maybe you are really a natural swordsman."

Jun Jiuchen cherishes talents the most. Others say that he is as lonely as ice, but in fact it is just because those people can't get into his eyes.

……

The little fox was affirmed by this kendo genius, and felt even more relieved.

But all of a sudden, an unexpected dull pain came from her spiritual veins.

"Well--"

The little fox frowned, and before she could restrain the scurrying spiritual power, she uncontrollably fell backwards. Unexpectedly, Jun Jiuchen, who was standing in front of her, quickly supported her she.

"careful!"

Jun Jiuchen frowned, a pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes stared almost straight at the little fox, but the flexible waistline of the woman under him made the young man slightly confused.

——Are all girls' waists so slender that they seem to break when they are folded?

In Jun Jiuchen's originally calm eyes, there seemed to be some subtle emotions rippling slightly, and he couldn't help but gently caressed it.

And he unexpectedly felt that this feeling was not annoying.

It was the first time for him to get so close to a girl. Although Su Qinghuan and he were holding the sword together, the two of them had no physical contact at all.

In fact, Jun Jiuchen doesn't like to be in contact with others. When he was in the mortal world, he was born in a family of Zhongming Dingshi. The young master of the Zanying family would naturally have countless maids to serve him, but Jun Jiuchen didn't like that kind of love since he was a child. Living a life of extravagance, he entered the Taiqing sect when he was less than seven years old.

And his master, Master Wugou, has always been a free-range life for young people. There are not even two handyman disciples in Wugou Peak. Naturally, there is no possibility of others serving Jun Jiuchen. He is self-sufficient in food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Fortunately, Jun Jiuchen was born with a Taoist body, and after completing the foundation building, he can fast without paying attention to diet.

……

And the little fox felt that Jun Jiuchen was holding her waist, and seemed to caress her waist. If it wasn't because she knew Jun Jiuchen was a man, she might think that this guy was a member of Meng Lang.

The girl's figure couldn't help but froze, and her face couldn't help turning slightly red, so she coughed, pretending to be serious.

"Brother, you can let me go."

She had known for a long time that Jun Jiuchen was tall and tall, but at such a close distance, Su Qinghuan felt that the man's generous figure almost covered her.

The shadows coming from around her head made Su Qinghuan almost have the illusion that today is a cloudy day. When she looked up, she saw Jun Jiuchen's flawless and handsome face.

……

This face is really a big killer.

Even if the little fox is used to stunning looks, even the original owner's scumbag ex-fiance Chu Yufeng was born with a beautiful face, but compared to Jun Jiuchen, he is really inferior in demeanor.

After all, a creature like a handsome man is beautiful without knowing it, and is more likely to be lethal, but Chu Yufeng is inevitably inferior.

After the little fox's suggestion, Jun Jiuchen let go of Su Qinghuan's waist as if awakening from a dream.

He looked at the girl's thin red ear tips, and subconsciously blurted out.

"Junior Sister, are all your women's waists this soft?"

"...What, what?!"

(End of this chapter)