Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Yao Ling consciously became Xishan's full-time medical trainee. She consulted doctors regularly every day, picked herbs, boiled spiritual stones, and traveled between rooms.

Soon, he became acquainted with all the people and spirits of Xishan.

Baichuan Jianling has known him for a long time, and when he was bored in the spirit cultivation formation, he would chat with him.

Even though he was thrown into the keel and trapped in the spirit array before, and almost died in it, Yao Ling did not hold any resentment towards Gu Shengyang when listening to Bai Chuan Sword Spirit's words.

But when he thought of his nephew again, he couldn't help but sigh a long time.

On the way back to the Immortal Dao League, Yao Ling talked with Gu Shengyang and Lianfu respectively.Gu Shengyang admitted his mistakes very well, while Lianfu listened with his head closed, far from the slick-tongued earlier.

Let's say that since Lianfu returned to Xishan, he has been silent, or sat alone, or wandered outside Jianling's house.

The shattering of the wedding dress-changing spell caused their souls to return to their respective places. The moment they returned to their physical bodies, Lianfu broke out in cold sweat, and his painful lips turned white.

But this time, he forcibly endured it.

Because he knew clearly that he was no longer qualified to cry and shout, before this, it was the sword spirit who carried it for him.

The cultivator of Tianhua Pavilion was eager to find out where the Dingtian Needle fell. The interrogation was unscrupulous. Even if it was an injury treated with medicine, Lian Fu almost fainted from the pain.

It is unimaginable what would have happened if he had been arrested at that time.

The last words Xie Cangshan said to him were: "Go down the mountain and have a look by yourself."

Jian Zun didn't know what to look at specifically, but Lian Fu vaguely understood the meaning.

Without the protection of the sword spirit and sword energy, without the secret follower of the Immortal Dao League, and without the magic weapon of the Ling Huazong, he walked through the bustling long streets and deep back alleys, and the cold winter wind swept his body.

It was as if Lian Fu opened his eyes for the first time and saw the world.

Leaving the green tiles and golden walls of the Immortal Dao League, the chaotic world has never been as colorful as he imagined.

A turtledove stood on a branch that had lost all its leaves, its feathers were stained with blood, and the old man carrying a pole strode past him, sweeping away a burst of chill; behind him was a young man who was also in a hurry, Thin and tall, with thin clothes, a stack of books wrapped in gray cloth in his arms, I don't know if he has received a job of copying, or he has to go to the bookstore to return them.

He saw that there were many needle holes on the fingertips of the woman on the cloth stall. When he asked, the other party just smiled, and the moment he lowered his eyes, he also had the innocence of a girl at the age of cardamom. It was not bright, and his hands were clumsy, so he repeatedly poked his fingers.

But her embroidery skills are obviously very good. Those flowers and birds woven with colored threads have endless vitality and prosperity.

This beautiful scenery came from such a pair of hands with chilblains and needle wounds.

It turned out that the winter was not easy, and he endured it year after year. He didn't know what the coming year would be like. He heard from the old fortune teller that when evil disasters were rampant, the prices of firewood and charcoal would increase. Not good, it will be harder to earn a living.

Pointing to his palm prints, the old man boasted: "Young master, good fortune, great fortune and great fortune."

But Lianfu used to think that his fate was mediocre, and he also had sorrows. He lost his parents not long after he was born, and his cultivation talent was mediocre.He knew that he could not compare to his parents' merits and virtues no matter what, and he only said that he wanted to be a wild crane and live a happy life.

He likes the scenery at the bottom of the mountain, he is free and undisturbed, and he was arrested this time because he left the mountain guard formation and sneaked down the mountain.

Thinking about it now, the so-called walking in the rivers and lakes in the past was just his "self-confidence".

Don't worry about where to live, don't worry about what to eat, there will be proper arrangements for monks from the sub-alliance, as long as he brings an expensive sword and walks and plays all the way, there will always be no shortage of fun.

In the howling wind, he seemed to wake up from a dream.

Everyone said, you are the child of Lian Xianzun, and the tiger father has no dogs, so you will definitely be good.

When many people said it, he gradually believed it himself.

Thinking about it now, if he left his identity as the son of Lian Qian, and the support of the Immortal Dao League and Ling Huazong, what would Lian Fu be?

Except that he was destined to become Lian Xianzun's child, born to be pampered and pampered, what else does he have in his hands?

On the back of brocade clothes is cold jacket, and on the back of prosperity is misery.

The rivers and lakes in his heart seemed to be a spiritual screen erected by the Immortal Dao League, and behind it were all the people whose destiny was not as lucky as him, but still had to struggle to survive.

In using the soul search technique, Xie Cangshan also saw Lianfu's decision at that time.

Even if he understood that Lianfu was out of self-protection of his life, he couldn't let it go.

In front of the unconscious sword spirit couch, Xie Cangshan still asked him a question.

"Before you became Lan Yin, did you ever feel this pain?"

Lian Fu felt like being hit by a heavy hammer, and could not answer for a long time.

After returning to his physical body, it took a long time for his eyes to recover. The pain that penetrated into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness showed how the eyes had been slashed by the spiritual knife.

He didn't want to let others replace him because of his weakness again and again.He is naive, but he is not ignorant, nor can he live his romantic and happy life in the pain of others with peace of mind.

Walking slowly past a calligraphy and painting booth, he remembered that when he went down the mountain with Jian Ling, Jian Ling, who could not read a single word, spent money to buy a pair of calligraphy. He couldn't catch the eyes of Lian Fu who had appreciated countless calligraphy.

He lamented that Lan Yinjian wasted money again, but saw Jianling secretly pointing at a yellow-haired girl sitting by the stall.

I saw that girl took the silver, ran to the bun shop opposite on her short legs, bought three warm meat buns, and ran back like a whirlwind.

A steamed bun was bitten off in half by her, and she rushed back to the stall to put her feet on it, and proudly brought the steamed stuffed bun to her father who sold calligraphy and paintings.

After the scholar ate up this one, he said he was full and told her to finish the rest while it was still hot.

"Her spiritual thread is about to rush to the bun shop opposite."

Sword Spirit said, "Moreover, there are not many more words. She earned money to buy steamed buns with her own writing. Isn't she happy all day?"

Later, that word was forgotten in Lianfu's storage pouch, when Lianfu endured the pain in his eyes to pack his luggage and accidentally opened the scroll, he was stunned.

"Lansheng in the valley is not for obsession but not fragrance. A boat is in the river and sea, not for indifference but not floating. A gentleman does righteousness, not for incomprehension and rest."

Lianfu waited until Chu Lanyin woke up, and went to apologize to Sword Spirit.

Chu Lanyin actually didn't understand much of the whole process, and Lianfu didn't cry in the middle, which was beyond his expectation, but Jianling saw his spirit line trembling, so he still handed him a bowl of chicken soup.

It's just that Chu Lanyin understood the last part of Lianfu's words.

He plans to go down the mountain soon.

Hiding his appearance and name, he really took a trip to the rivers and lakes.

I don't know how he talked with Xiandaomeng, but Chu Buli put a barrier in his sea of ​​consciousness, and then used spells, if he was caught again, he would not have another chance.

On the day he left the mountain, Chu Lanyin and Qiao Yan came to see him off, Xie Cangshan only accepted his farewell in the court.

"Master." Lian Fu said in a hoarse voice: "I know that I got a bargain, there is nothing to say, today's decision is voluntary, but if I prove my heart in the future, can Ling Huazong...give me another chance to visit me on the mountain .”

The flowers and trees in the courtyard are lush, and the saplings planted by their children have grown too much in winter and spring.

He also has to learn to leave the wings everywhere and grow up alone.

Xie Cangshan nodded, and after he flicked his sleeves, Lianfu turned around and walked out of the place where he had lived for many years.

Before the real parting, Chu Lan saw that he seemed to want to knock one for herself, so she copied it for him, only saying that the matter had come to an end, and she couldn't beat him too, and seeing that he was really sad, she said: "Why not?" In this way, if you achieve something in the future, bring me a jar of peach blossom wine, and you take the wine up the mountain, and Xishan will welcome you back."

Lian Fu hugged Sword Spirit with tears in his eyes, and when he walked out of the mountain gate, the content of that word also appeared on the Questioning Heart Stone.

He doesn't want to be a warm flower in the Immortal Dao League anymore, even if he can't climb the realm of his parents in this life, he still hopes that someone will mention Lian Qian's child in the future, instead of avoiding it, he just nods and says it, which is considered brave.

As soon as Lianfu left, Gu Shengyang immediately chased after him, but came back dejectedly, obviously he didn't persuade him, and his confession was rejected.

But he also stayed in Xishan not long ago, Chu Lanyin didn't want to see this bastard at all, but every day he could find some soup mixed with spirit stones at the door, and he had three meals a day.

Because Chu Lan felt sorry for Xishan's chickens and spirit stones, and didn't want to waste food for a bastard, she simply let Xie Cangshan eat them all, and she put on a few catties of Jianzun.

Xie Cangshan and Gu Shengyang also talked once, and they talked for a long time.

At that time, Yao Ling was waiting outside the door very nervously. Although he knew that Gu Shengyang had made a big mistake, he thought that he was still a young man, so it might not be impossible to correct him.

After Gu Shengyang lowered his eyes, Xie Cangshan also spoke bluntly, and said to Yao Ling: "I can't teach him, and I don't have the intention to teach him. If you insist on saying that the common people can nurse children, according to our standards, he has was cast into the void."

Yao Ling suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu that the principal asked his parents to take him away and drop out of school tomorrow.

But in fact, Yao Ling also guessed this result more or less.

He also found that Gu Shengyang had a kind of stubbornness. In the child's cognition, perhaps he felt that his uncle and master were absurd. He thought that the current situation was almost happy, and the sword spirit was not really dead, so why should he hold on to it.

What's more, everyone is from the same clan. He sincerely regretted it. Seeing the painful appearance of Jian Ling on the bed, he couldn't bear it. He was willing to try his best to make up for it. Why can't we forgive him for the sake of the friendship of the same clan? .

This is the concept he formed in the Immortal Dao League. His teachers regarded him as the next leader to train him. Those in power should learn to make the best use of the situation, give up what should be done, weigh the pros and cons, and don't make big mistakes because of small things.

How can someone in a position of superiors easily admit their mistakes, mistakes can be made up or covered up by their own means.

Gu Shengyang probably thought that those soups and warm visits would calm the spirit of the sword and the master.

But after a few days, Xie Cangshan found Yaoling and asked him to take him down the mountain immediately, he became very sad again, as if a thorn had been pierced in his heart, he knelt all night outside the suzerain's house, but was ignored.

On the day of going down the mountain, Yao Ling said to Gu Shengyang, who turned back three times after one step, "Shengyang, maybe you think there are all kinds of reasons for this matter, but there is actually another reason in it."

"As you Xie Master said, everything we do must be prepared to bear the consequences."

Gu Shengyang nodded, only saying that he knew.

But he thought in his heart: Baichuan Sword is still on the mountain, Xie Jianzun may not be so heartless in what he does.

In fact, the sword spirit of Baichuan stayed in Xishan only because he had to recuperate from his injuries, and when Qiao Yan finished reading him the latest few chapters, the sword spirit also grew hair idle.

Qiao Yan couldn't figure out the interesting part of the story about Gou Xue in the storybook, whether it was purely entertaining or just out of his mind, it was impossible for Bai Chuan to talk to him about the plot, because Qiao Yan was often at a loss and said: "Oh, so they are a couple?" question.

Moreover, Qiao Yan has to catch up with his fallen cultivation progress recently, and prepares to retreat to cross the tribulation, so it's not easy for Baichuan to make trouble with him all the time.

What makes Ling Ling depressed is that the boss has been hanging out with Xie Jianzun for the past few days, and he doesn't come out of the house very much. As a result, he can only wander around Xishan, or watch him silently in front of Qiao Yan's closed cave. Punch.

It wasn't until Sha Hongchen came to visit with his sword master that Baichuan finally became happy again.

It was later that Qiao Yan was punching in the cave, and the two of them were fighting because they were facing each other again.

Yao Ling was a little worried, and postponed his travel plan, and stayed in Xishan for a while, but he did not stop researching, conducted several interviews with several sword spirits, and collected some cognitive concepts about sword spirits.

It was during Lan Yin's exclusive interview with Sword Spirit that Chu Lan Yin asked one more question.

"After the perception of spiritual objects is fixed, is it really unchangeable?"

Yao Ling was silently calculating the results and scoring in his mind at that time, and replied reflexively: "Well, in theory, it is like this."

Later, he wished he could travel back and beat himself up for neglecting this problem.

The days of recovering from injuries are always fast, and when Xishan was able to go out to pick up tasks again, an unexpected accident happened.

It was a task against evil things to siege the city. On the night before the large-scale operation, Lan Yin's sword spirit left the team alone, entered the gathering place of evil things, and opened the sword spirit screen to block everyone, including Xie Cangshan. outside.

With such a spirit, he strangled the evil thing for nearly six hours.

Although the monks from other sects were amazed by the strength of the sword spirit, they were also frightened. With this style of play, they were afraid that a mad sword spirit would come out in a short while.

And until Lan Yin Sword Spirit opened the purification circle with a spell, he did not open the spirit screen.

"Xie Jianzun, it's amazing that your spirit is able to open the purification array. It's not safe for him to act alone like this. Next time, he will come as planned." A monk from a sect said.

At that time, Yao Ling couldn't figure it out either. Lan Yin's sword spirit had never been in such a situation when there was no military master deed before.

Moreover, during the interview with Lan Yinjian, the statistical scores showed that he had a high degree of approval for the current military master. Generally speaking, the more the sword spirit recognized the sword master, the less this kind of thing would happen.

"Didn't you guys be fine yesterday?" Yao Ling asked Xie Cangshan, "Did you quarrel?"

"No." Xie Cangshan frowned slightly, and walked to the sword qi spirit screen, but did not break in easily, but asked them: "When Lan Yin was with you, did you say anything, or was there anything unusual?" the behavior of?"

Sha Hongchen thought for a while, and said: "It's really not unusual, but there are emotional ups and downs. Just this evening, I went to rescue a family of ordinary people with him, and a monster almost bit him. Uh, don't be nervous, no It really bites, even after that, he is not willing to talk, I think he is Qi, after all, if I miss it, I will be very annoyed."

Qiao Yan also seriously recalled it for a while, and said: "There is indeed one, but it does not belong to Elder Chu, but now that I think about it, they were indeed in the same room at that time."

He carefully recalled: "Before I retreated, I met Baichuan in the yard, and he seemed to mutter once, why teacups will not be made of porcelain in the future, but wooden ones. difficult to handle."

This sentence is actually not a big problem, but it made Qiao Yan pay attention when he said it from the mouth of the sword spirit, but after he left the customs, he passed through the thunder disaster directly, and was chopped to the ground and lay there for several days. , Ask Baichuan later, Baichuan himself forgot about it.

After Xie Cangshan listened, he cast a magic spell of sound transmission for thousands of miles.

The spiritual power went straight to Xishan, startling Baichuan Jianling, who was taking advantage of a spirit to guard the house and soak in the spiritual spring wantonly.

Baichuan stared at the glowing spiritual power in front of his eyes, and hugged his body tightly: "Damn! What are you doing, are you still making surprise inspections?!"

Hearing Xie Cangshan talk about this matter again, he really has no impression at all.

Xie Cangshan vaguely speculated, and guided: "Mr. Wang, the storyteller at the foot of the mountain, said that he lacks a wooden water tank, because once the porcelain water tank is broken, he will—"

"So you won't be able to write a book?" Bai Chuan blinked, then slapped his head suddenly: "Yes! The porcelain ones will prick your hands."

"Why?" Xie Cangshan asked.

Bai Chuan answered blankly: "Because the boss said it, hey, it doesn't seem right—"

Xie Cangshan had already outlined the outline of the matter in his mind.

He faced the spirit screen, but whispered: "Blame me."

Inside the spirit screen, the silver flower formation to cleanse away evil has been fully opened.

This flower is not a product of Taihui, once it is harvested, most of it will dissipate into nothingness.

But when the formation is in operation, it still grows all over the mountains and fields.

Translucent petals rise with the wind, and under the night, they are like endless snow.

Chu Lanyin's spiritual power was almost completely exhausted. He sat on the slope with his knees hugged, with silver flowers rustling around him, and wrapped his sleeves.

He heard Xie Cangshan's footsteps behind him, and after a while, Xie Cangshan sat down beside him.

Lan Yin's long sword was held in the hands of the sword spirit, but the tip of the sword was facing the ground, and even the cold light on the front became dim.

As Xie Cangshan sat down, the sword spirit felt an indescribable taste in his throat for no reason.

Thinking of Yao Ling's article, he couldn't help feeling that this cultivator was really about to figure out the spiritual things thoroughly.

Yao Ling studied the origin of the Bingzhu Deed, and found that it was not called this name at first, but was collectively referred to as "Employment Deed". There are more and more, and only then have branches.

No human race will let a pot of flowers call themselves master. Once the meaning of master and slave is set, many things will change.

This should have been a two-way choice, look at each other, look at yourself, and this will always be the same.

Today's sword spirits have already split it apart in private, they don't care what the title is, if they are satisfied, the contract of employment has already maintained its original appearance.

This cold knowledge was also read by Xie Cangshan in Yaoling's library.

The smooth conclusion of their contract shows that the sword spirit itself is willing.

Thinking about what Lan Yinjian said before going back, this is probably the same thing.

Xie Cangshan realized that he seemed to have fallen into a blind spot in the past.

Through the sword spirit's experience, he infers its rejection of the Bingzhu contract, but he doesn't know that Bingren's cognition of the contract is different from that of the human race.

The sword spirits are very concerned about this contract.

To a certain extent, this contract is like a contract, and only black and white words can be considered effective.

But Sword Spirit never thought that when he got this deed and signed the initiative on his own side, he would still have so many troubles.

Xie Cangshan didn't say a word, he broke Duan Yinhua's vines casually, and grabbed the sword spirit's hand.

He used a slender vine to poke the back of Sword Spirit's hand.

The vine chose a very soft section, and it wouldn't hurt when poked on the flesh, but the sword spirit still withdrew his hand abruptly.When he raised his head, his light-colored pupils were almost the same color as the spirit flower, and the moon was as bright as water, which seemed to be filled by his eyes.

Sword spirits don't know pain, but spirit bodies also have memories.

Just like being bitten by a snake once and fearing the well rope for ten years, the snake no longer appears, but the fear is left behind.

Chu Lan had already almost forgotten the process of suffering for Lian Fu subjectively, but the spirit body had no way to ignore it. Once there was an external impact, he would also feel the pain in imagination like a conditioned reflex.

This phenomenon was discovered by accident.

The kettles in the Sword Spirit Room are full of spiritual springs, and it’s no problem to heat up a pot to drink when there is nothing to do. Chu Lan took it to pour water while chatting with Baichuan, but because her arm bumped into the flower plant on the table The mouth of the bottle was tilted, and the heated spiritual spring spilled on the hand.

A non-existent perception suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, scalding, hot, and tingling.

As soon as Sword Spirit let go, he smashed the porcelain pot to pieces.

The spirit body was safe and sound, but it took a few breaths for the perceptual hallucinations to disappear.

There are thousands of perceptions in the human race, and this is the one that spirits don't like the most. Occasionally, it may be fresh, but it can't be eliminated, it is too dangerous.

Pain is a true defense, but the sword spirits think that they don't need this defense. A sword that will avoid it out of fear will only mislead others and themselves.

Chu Lanyin really likes the current contract.

But the sword master and the sword spirit have always fought side by side, his evasion is to completely expose the sword master to the enemy.

That kind of feeling is like finding a very delicious spirit stone, and it fell into the mud pit before eating it. Even if it is cleaned, it is no longer what I expected when I first got it.

It was difficult for Chu Lanyin to describe this feeling, and he couldn't figure out the reason behind it.He only firmly believed that if he could overcome this perception illusion as soon as possible, everything would be solved.

When he wants to hide something, he will try his best to make it seamless.

But now, Xie Cangshan seems to have discovered his secret.

It was only because he was blind that he had already thought of the reason for his unauthorized behavior.

——What would Xie Cangshan say?

Some truths have already surfaced in Jian Ling's mind.

But Xie Cangshan suddenly said: "Lan Yin, I want to reverse the signing parties of the contract."

Chu Lanyin tilted her head: "Huh?"

The wind blew through the silverflower bushes, sweeping the petals into the sky.

Xie Cangshan looked back into his eyes and said, "I'm worried that you won't want me any minute."

He asked again: "Have you ever thought that if you can't solve this problem, you will release the contract with me?"

In fact, there was such a flash of thought, Jian Ling didn't understand why worrying about gains and losses, but he realized that if one day it was Xie Cangshan's turn not to want him, it would be better to cut off this possibility first, so as to save future sadness.

But Xie Cangshan did not let go of him, but grabbed Chu Lanyin's wrist and said seriously, "What do you think this contract means?"

Jian Ling rarely saw Xie Cangshan speak in this tone.

He seemed to be angry, but it wasn't directed at himself.

"Is it a...relationship?" Sword Spirit asked uncertainly.

"It's a connection, not a simple contract, but a covenant." Xie Cangshan said: "You and I are equal, we fight together, and we are more closely related than anyone else. We are partners and comrades-in-arms."

Sword Spirit liked this statement and nodded.

"So there is no one who has to be perfect. I spit blood from my wound, and you are not allowed to cry out in pain. What is the reason?"

Xie Cangshan found that, from the cognitive standpoint of the sword spirit, sometimes it is really easy to get into a dead end.

In the final analysis, the way of heaven has placed too many restrictions on them. Under the heavy shackles, it is difficult for them to regard themselves as creatures that need to be treated equally.

"After we go out, let Yao Ling show you again, besides, there is nothing wrong with leaving this perception."

Xie Cangshan stretched out his hand to poke the sword spirit, Chu Lanyin covered his forehead and heard him say: "Only when you know the pain can you protect yourself better."

He didn't want to talk about the big truth with the sword spirit, and a few words could not change the philosophy of many years, so Xie Cangshan picked some silver flowers, and took out two strings of silver bells from the front skirt, and weaved the silver flowers on the above.

Chu Lanyin wanted to grab it from the moment she heard the bell.

The silver bell is on the body, ringing with the wind, which means that this spirit has a home.

He almost threw himself on Xie Cangshan, but the latter didn't give it to him immediately, but hugged the dishonest sword spirit and called, "Lan Yin."

Chu Lanyin raised her head, and saw that Xie Cangshan's spiritual threads were all tightened up, as if she was about to say something very important.

That is a solemn promise.

"Of course there is another use for this contract—"

"That is, as long as you call me, I will come."

In the third Yao mirror, the wind and snow are getting stronger.

"Later, I did reverse the direction of the spirit contract..." The sword spirit was finally too sleepy because of the loose spirit, his voice weakened, and the story came to an abrupt end.

"Elder Chu woo woo woo woo—"

Li Pu'er wiped away tears with his sleeve, "Elder Chu, are you okay—"

The snow outside the cave has accumulated very deep, and most of the skylight has been covered.

After listening to Chu Lanyin's story about the past, Li Pu'er felt both sweet and sharp, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, but now he was more worried about Elder Chu's condition.

It's just that the parties are not nervous.

"So I'm actually not worried."

Chu Lan closed her eyes slowly, and said in a low voice amidst the scattered spiritual power: "...I believe he will come."

As soon as the words fell, a long howling sound came from outside the cave, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a piece of brilliance suddenly exploded on the Yao mirror, illuminating the heavy snow.

Li Pu'er covered his eyes with his hands, but he saw the figure of fellow Taoist Mu between his fingers.

He blurted out: "Thank you Jianzun!"

Xie Cangshan who landed took a deep look at him.

Little Pu'er would never guess his identity no matter what, and the truth has already been revealed.

He bent down to pick up the sword spirit, and layers of solid spirit formations emerged. Chu Lan's eyelashes trembled, but he said, "I will settle the score with you later."

Xie Cangshan covered his eyes and only said, "Okay."

This situation is similar to when Xie Cangshan brought the sword spirit out of the abyss of brutal sky.

A hundred years passed in a flash.

But a hundred years is so long.

When the silver flowers wither and the spikes of swords are shattered, Xishan Mountain should be hung high with a cold moon and covered with wild vines.

When the sword spirit has learned all the weighing, forbearance, and planning in the world, it seems that there is no farewell or separation.

Lan Yinjian's sharp cold blade surpassed oblivion, and was not defeated by the changes of time.

The author has something to say:

*Lansheng in the valley, not for the sake of obsession but not fragrance.A boat is in the river and sea, it is not for nothing to ride but not to float.A gentleman does righteousness, and he does not stop because he does not know. "Huainanzi Shuoshan Xun"

【small theater】

Li Pu'er: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Baichuan: How come I haven't seen you for a few chapters? !

Sha Hongchen: I am right, I am right!Sword Master, write quickly!

Tu Xiaochuang: I'm writing, I'm writing...

Simeiren: Why is this style so popular this year... My heart, the boss gave me a hundred copies, and I want to take home good things to share with everyone. )

Sword spirits on Linghua Sword Peak: No!It's time for a fight, give me chewing gum first! !

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Lian Fu will not be like the fox next door, but his body is immortal and cannot be reincarnated, and he is currently working as a gardener in the underworld...

The next chapter will return to the present tense, and there will be a last memory after that. I will talk about how Lao Xie disappeared, and then we will start playing (happy!)

Yinkeng: Is it finally time for me to appear on the stage? Touching ing