I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 235 No One Can Be Trusted 13
Shen Yun drew out the soft sword at his waist, and a somersault slid out of an elegant arc in the air, then lightly landed in front of Jian Jing to block his way.

The young man paused for a moment and looked at the sword pointed at him and then at the man holding the sword. There was no surprise or anger on his face, and he changed the direction of his toes to avoid the front and continue to move forward.

He was testing her, testing how she made up her mind.

When he was about to walk out of her sight, Shen Yun moved his sword to the left and blocked his way again: "I think it is safer to put the little walnut on me. Maybe one day you will be stunned by the female goblin, He was deceived in just a few words."

Although Jian Jing's temperament is uncertain, he behaves well, and he is definitely not a person who is fascinated by female sex. The reasons he finds are as perfunctory as before.

Seeing this kind of scene reminded him of the past memories, and a pure and kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The years that had made him carry forward with heavy burdens have finally become the past. rise.

There is light in his eyes, not illuminating the darkness but blending with the darkness. When he raised his hand, the long sleeves slid down his arm, revealing a hand as white as a scallion, holding a fan in his hand and lightly pinning Shen Yun's sword away. .

Her soft sword cuts iron like mud!

The fan was not damaged at all.

Shen Yun couldn't help but take a few more glances. The fan bone was crystal clear and smooth like jade, not jade. Looking at its appearance, it was neither bulky nor light, which gave people a sense of appropriate benefits, as it should be.

Jian Jing didn't wear a sword, and his martial arts in the past must be unfathomable after many years. Shen Yun has reason to suspect that this fan is his weapon.

Shen Yun looked at him and smiled: "If I win, you can give me the walnut. How about that?"

The girl held the sword by her side, her eyes were full of eagerness to try, and the smile on her mouth was three points lazy and three points enchanting, and the rest was careless.

Seeing her staring at his folding fan, Jian Jing was rarely understanding. She unfolded the fan with a twitch of her fingers, only to see that there was a lot of blank space on the fan, and a few branches of wintersweet were painted concisely and clearly in the middle.

Compared with the folding fan in Baiweizhai's library, it seems unremarkable, but his twist just now has a lot of meaning, it is a kind of proficiency that has been practiced thousands of times.

And it's completely different from the son who likes to play with fans when he has nothing to do. Besides, he is not a person who has nothing to do.

That being the case, the action of picking a sword from the space ring and throwing it to him is also saved: "Shoot, I will let you do three moves."

The little girl was wearing a well-made orange skirt, with a pair of clips pinned on her head casually. Her eyes were full of complacency, but it didn't annoy him. Instead, she felt that everything around her was reduced to the background.

Jian Jing noticed her abnormality, shook her fan lightly, smiled more warmly, and became gentle and polite. Shen Yun felt that his noble demeanor could not be compared with her cousin Yan Da, who was well-known in the capital.

"Then if you lose, what should you do?" He looked at Shen Yun and said softly.

Jian Jingtian has a pair of slightly raised eyebrows. Although she is neither seductive nor charming, she is sultry. With her sexy and charming voice, she looks like a male temptress.

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, but she vaguely thought of such an ambiguous word as "the moonlight is beautiful", and shook her head as if she could shake the water out of her mind.

"Fairy, goblin, all goblins." She meditated in her heart to brainwash herself. Under the strong psychological effect, she used to dare to face her own inability to control, face it and then overcome it.

She lowered her head, took a step back and distanced herself from Jian Jing, her panicked eyes still had no place to rest, so she coughed lightly, and declared domineeringly in the most righteous voice: "Then fight until the day I win. "

Hahaha, he raised his head and let out a hearty laugh.

There was a pampering in his eyebrows that he didn't even notice, and the hair was close to his lips, adding a bit of evil spirit to him.

In his eyes, her self-righteous domineering Wushuang is no different from being coquettish and cute, she is really incomparably cute.

He put away his fan and shook his head: "If you lose, the little walnut is gone; if you win, there is no reward; no matter how you look at this serious business, it is not worth it. Since it is of no benefit to me, I can only go first." Let's take a step."

go?
Did her sword agree?
But before that, she can discuss with him again: "How about I buy your little walnuts with my little treasury?"

She thought about whether things like money would be brought with her when she was born or not, and after five months, she would not be able to take these things with her when she finished her mission and left.

So the rare treasures piled in the treasure house became a sentence in the book.

In order for Jian Jing to realize that this is a good deal, she added: "Shen Ji, the capital, you have heard that I have saved a lot of treasures in five years, although I have accumulated a lot of dust, but you are definitely not losing money... "

Jian Wu's little trick still couldn't hide it from Jian Jing's eyes. He knew she was the heir of Baiweizhai five years ago, and he knew more about the past between Mr. Shen, the daughter of the Yan family and Li Qingyun than Shen Yun.

At the same time, he also put eyeliner around her, and he can count the treasures she collected, most of them are strange gadgets, although they are rare, they are not expensive.

But Li Qingyun had a unique vision, and she stuffed countless good things into her small coffers, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe her as rich.

Although Jian Jing is not short of money, it is impossible for him to be unmoved by the wealth and wealth, but at least he still retains his reason and is not led by the nose by greedy desires.

He took off the necklace that was said to be left to him by his mother, held it in front of him and looked at it carefully, but in fact locked his eyes on Shen Yun: "It should not be that simple for you to be eyeing, but I really can't see it." What's so special about this thing?"

"Do you know the origin or use of this walnut?" he asked.

Shen Yun stared at the little walnut without blinking, with the word "want" written in her eyes, she made nonsense: "Maybe it is the key to the treasure cave, maybe after the blood contract, you can summon the beast, maybe you can Practicing an elixir of immortality..."

Jian Jing didn't know what weird books she had read, and she was thinking so hard that people couldn't figure out her train of thought. If she continued to talk, she didn't know what conclusion she would draw.

"Didn't I tell you to read less scripts?"

"Who are you to me? Why do I listen to you?" She was rebellious by nature, and after refuting a few words, she attached the sword to her waist, "That... the source of something that can be my task must not be simple, maybe Before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, you will know the answer."

She said before that the task time is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the mystery will naturally be revealed before then, it's only a few months, he can wait.

So he looked into Shen Yun's eyes with a smile, and gave the answer: "No."

"For the sake of getting acquainted, I would like to advise you not to say anything, otherwise you will be cheated and have to help count the money." He walked to Shen Yun and tilted his head slightly.

Shen Yun pouted and turned her face away: "I'm not stupid, I'm just talking to you."

Where Shen Yun couldn't see, his pupils shrank sharply, thinking deeply about the treacherous changes in the sea, no one knew what was behind the calm.

There was an undetectable tremor in his voice: "Why...what?"

(End of this chapter)