[Douluo] Natural Sword Bones

He said that he would not dream, and after falling asleep, Chen Yi dreamed that Chen Xin came to visit him. His master's long white hair was simply tied up, and his white robe was spotless, with the sharp breath of the wind behind the flying sword.

The master sat beside his bed, his eyes fell on his face, and he sat quietly for a cup of tea before sighing, his voice almost inaudible: "Yi'er, how can master protect you from now on..."

Chen Yi wanted to tell him, it's okay, master.

A hand suddenly covered the eyes, very gentle, dry, and covered with calluses formed by years of practice.

"That's all, give Master some more time..."

Chen Xin whispered, a little lonely and lonely.

When Chen Yi woke up in the morning, he opened his eyes and looked at where Chen Xin was sitting beside the bed in his dream.

Clean and tidy, with smooth sheets, it doesn't look like someone is visiting.

All right. Just a little disappointed.

When Chen Yi set off, Chen Xin had not yet left seclusion, and it had been many days since he had seen his master.

Now I feel a little regret... If that short letter made Master worry about me again... I shouldn't have said it frankly.

Chen Yi collected his thoughts and quickly packed his clothes.

Yesterday, during the battle with Zao Wou-Ki, my original clothes were stained. After washing and drying, I stuffed them into my storage bracelet. Today I changed my outfit - a skirt!

Your Orange suddenly comes online

The change in hair color has no effect. If I insist on saying it, it is more fashionable (?). The aqua blue gradient silver tail dress gives off a sense of mystery.

Chen Yi simply put on a bun, tied a small bell on her hair to cover it up, and put on her small leather shoes. When she was about to go to the meeting place, she found that Ma Hongjun was still sleeping with his head in his arms.

Adhering to the concept of getting along well with his roommates, Chen Yi bent down and gently patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder that was not covered by the quilt: "Hey, Ma Hongjun, you're going to be late if you don't get up!"

Chen Yi's hand itself is cooler than ordinary people, while Ma Hongjun's body temperature is higher than ordinary people due to the fire attribute martial spirit. Under the temperature difference between the two phases, Ma Hongjun, who is sleeping soundly on the bed, trembles, opening and closing his eyes slowly. Open slowly.

"I was dreaming, this is... a beautiful woman called me to wake up..."

Before Chen Yi could react, Ma Hongjun woke up in an instant. He sat up suddenly and shouted: "Brother Yi?!"

So early in the morning, someone could actually shout out words that were two parts surprise, three parts shock, four parts disbelief and one part despair in a hoarse voice.

Maybe Ma Hongjun's expression was too bizarre, Chen Yi just thought it was funny. He straightened up and winked at Ma Hongjun, who was sitting there looking a little pitiful, and said in a slightly deliberate tone:

"Well, it's me."

Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded. He was completely awake now, but his brain still couldn't accept the shocking news yesterday about Brother Yi, who was in the same dormitory with him, actually...!

Alas, although he is very good-looking...His outline is shining against the light, and his appearance is like an illusion.

But...it's so weird.

Ma Hongjun already knew that Brother Yi had good looks. It could be said that he had never seen anyone better looking than him, and there would never be anyone better looking than him... He didn't expect that upon closer inspection, he would be even more stunning.

Is this wearing women's clothing? Absolutely!

Ma Hongjun was stunned on the surface, but many thoughts flashed through his mind. Without struggling at all, he calmed down and nodded seriously to Chen Yi.

"Brother Yi, don't worry, I support you. Beauty can transcend worldly standards."

Chen Yi, who somehow understood Ma Hongjun's meaning:...

"puff."

He smiled heartily, and for a moment the spring flowers and autumn moon were in full bloom, bright and scorching.

Ma Hongjun suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Flanders found an anthology from a street stall. He secretly browsed through it, and there was a passage in it that he could not understand until now -

Beauty is an expression. Other expressions await reactions, such as sadness awaiting pity, majesty awaiting awe, and humor awaiting laughter. Beauty has no purpose and no purpose, so people are attracted to it involuntarily without any specific obligation to respond. In fact, they are moved.

In fact, the expression of beauty means love. This meaning is both implicit and candidly presented at any time. Having beauty doesn't mean that, beauty does.

It took Ma Hongjun a long time to break free from the shock and emotion. He suddenly had the strength to face the test that Flanders was preparing for. Even if he had to lose weight now and run around the village until night, he would be willing to give in to the lofty feeling that suddenly arose in his heart. , give it a try.

But when he actually stood at the meeting point, he withered again.

"Oscar, Ning Rongrong come out."

Dean Flanders said, "Tang San and Chen Yi will stay, while the others go back to rest. They must recover their physical strength. We have very important study tasks in the evening. Now, let's dismiss!"

The others curled their lips and left, leaving no room for their early enthusiasm. Oscar and Ning Rongrong were assigned a task by Flanders - to run thirty laps around the village, and they could not eat until they finished.

Oscar knew Flanders' intention, and he tugged on Ning Rongrong's sleeves. Today, Ning Rongrong had her hair tied up, and her aqua blue knee-length dress made her look fresh and capable.

"what happened?"

Ning Rongrong looked over with pure confusion on his face.

"Uh..." Oscar scratched his head in embarrassment and trailed off, "I just... you see, one of us is an auxiliary soul master and the other is a food soul master. Our physical strength will not be exhausted... That is, I think Ask, can you persist?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the two people who followed Flanders away. Her eyes fell on Chen Yi, who noticed them and turned back to give her an encouraging smile.

She looked away and said calmly: "There's nothing wrong with it. If you persist, I won't be worse than you."

According to common sense, a young lady like Ning Rongrong's temper should get angry at this time, but Ning Rongrong firstly doesn't feel that she can't complete today's task, and secondly, Chenyi is still here, and she doesn't want the other party to look down on her. .

Hum, just wait and see, don’t think that she didn’t see the contempt in Flanders’s eyes – she dared to polish her like a rough stone, then don’t be surprised that she will be more dazzling than others in the future!

Seeing Ning Rongrong start running circles with Oscar over there, Chen Yi felt slightly relieved and turned his attention back to Flanders and Tang San next to him.

When he was observing Tang San, Tang San was also observing him.

But every time when Tang San glanced over, he could always restrain himself first, and Tang San's gaze was unable to escape due to his enhanced perception.

The exchange of vague glances didn't last long, and Tang San was the first to speak out: "Brother Yi, can I call you this?"

Chen Yi's expression relaxed: "Of course, I thought you would ask me about my dress first." His voice was clear and gentle.

Tang San blinked, revealing a slightly mischievous smile, and his tone was also very relaxed: "Well, you mean...the sleeves are wide, which can cover up the quick start of the soul skill; there are daggers and flying weapons tied under the skirt. The needle is not easily discovered by others?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed to his belt: "There should be a lot of small things hidden in your belt. You can take them out at any time. With your technique, you should be able to kill people instantly without the other party noticing."

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and did not say the word "hidden weapon".

"Okay, why don't you two compete with each other to expose each other?"

Flender led them to an open space and stopped the conversation between the two, "Chen Yi, someone asked me to deliver something to you."

what.

Chen Yi opened his palm, and Flanders placed a miniature sword-shaped pendant in his palm. The silver-blue tassels of the pendant hung down to the edge of his palm.

This is... the Seven Killing Sword... the one that has been hanging on Master's waist...

Master?

Chen Yi subconsciously shook his hand, and the pain caused by the edge of the pendant brought him back to his senses.

He stared at Flanders and hesitated to speak.

Flanders nodded, naturally understanding what Chen Yi wanted to say, and said, "Yes."

Chen Yi pursed his lips and didn't know if he should continue to ask.

Chen Xin has definitely been here before. It is impossible for such a personal item to be in the hands of others for a long time, and now it has passed into his own hands... Speaking of which, this is basically a token of "Sword Douluo Chen Xin". As long as he has seen it Chen Xin's Seven Kills Sword, you can understand the weight of this proportionally scaled pendant with a dangerous sword energy attached to it.

"Chen Yi, 'This is a voucher and a key' - the person left these words. He seems to not want you to be too entangled in his coming and going."

Flanders looked at Chen Yi's stunned look and continued, "He also said, the original words were, 'Let Yi'er study with peace of mind.'"

Chen Yi:......

Okay, don't even imitate your tone at this time.

Chen Yi saw that Flanders still had something to say to Tang San, so he went back very discerningly. He happened to meet Zhu Zhuqing who was preparing to practice daily movement skills. The two hit it off and were ready to have an in-depth discussion on the issue of positioning when releasing soul skills.