After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

The two of them seemed to have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, a match made in heaven.

The more Long Taoyi thought about it, the more reasonable his idea seemed.

But... he suddenly saw...

The girl reached out her little hand and grabbed Shi Yan's little hand.

While Shi Yan was still somewhat dazed, Shi Jiuzhou's slender fingertips slipped between Shi Yan's fingers, and she intertwined her fingers to grasp Shi Yan's hand.

"I am..."

"The master's servant."

The girl's gaze never left Shi Yan, and... it was so affectionate, as if it didn't matter how much she was bullied or teased.

slam-la-

Long Taoyi felt as if his heart was breaking.

"It's getting late, Senior Brother, you should get some rest."

“Once the girl has recovered a bit, we’ll head to the Thirty-Three Sword Pavilion.” The young man stood up somewhat dejectedly. He handed the freshly roasted chicken he was holding to Qi Bi, who had just finished cleaning Ming Zhongqing’s wounds and changing his clothes.

"Hey? Senior brother? Senior brother?"

Qi Bi sat down on Shi Yan's other side, looking completely bewildered. "Brother Shi Yan. My senior brother... what happened to him?"

“Probably…” Shi Yan teasedly tightened his grip on the sword spirit girl’s small hand. The girl just hummed softly and squeezed closer to Shi Yan, as if she wanted to put all her weight on him.

"You've just broken up with your boyfriend."

"Hey!??"

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On the wilderness of the Sword Tomb.

Ming Zhongle was pulling a bright-eyed woman in a white dress as they ran wildly.

He turned around, panting, and looked back with lingering fear.

Fortunately, the white fox didn't catch up.

only...

He gripped the two jade swords in his hand.

Zhongqing...

Alas, it's all fate.

He calmed himself down.

However, his attention was quickly drawn back to the woman beside him. "Xiaoxiao, are you alright?"

The woman didn't answer; she just stared intently at the open field behind her.

Glazed eyes.

"How... is that possible?"

"My sister...is she dead?"

Part 71. I like you, I change my hairpin and hat; I dislike you, I change my hairpin and hat again. [Fourth update]

I heard... the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

Shi Yan got up and got out of bed.

To make it easier to take care of Ming Zhongqing, and because Shi Yan's tent was very close to the tent where Ming Zhongqing was placed.

Shi Yan could react quickly to any movement from Ming Zhongqing.

The little Pixiu in my arms is sleeping soundly.

Even when Shi Yan pulled his hand out of the little girl's arms, the little Pixiu didn't seem to make a sound.

However... Shi Yan's palms were wet and sticky, like they were covered in saliva.

The little Pixiu seemed to be using her arm as a chew toy.

Shi Yan carefully propped herself up, only to find that a pair of clear eyes in the darkness had already opened.

"Nine Provinces..." Shi Yan tried to keep his voice down.

Unlike characters whose attribute panels are not visible, Shi Jiuzhou is a sword spirit, and... he is a sword spirit equipped by Shi Yan.

Therefore, Shi Yan can see the girl's character attribute panel.

After Shi Jiuzhou started referring to himself in this way, the girl's name field, which was originally 【--】, changed to 【Name: Shi Jiuzhou】.

Teacher Yan then began to address the girl in this way.

Compared to the seemingly tool-like name "Blade Spirit," Shi Yan prefers the girl's current name.

In the darkness, those shimmering eyes were gentle and alluring, watery as if veiled in mist.

Shi Jiuzhou gave a soft "hmm".

Shi Yan heard a rustling, rubbing sound.

The girl propped herself up in the darkness and rubbed against Shi Yan's palm.

Shi Yan subconsciously reached out to touch it, then suddenly realized... that her situation seemed somewhat inappropriate.

But... it's too late.

Shi Jiuzhou had already gently grasped Shi Yan's wrist, and the girl pulled Shi Yan's arm closer and closer.

Those bright, sparkling eyes were truly beautiful, clean and clear, like a crystal-clear lake. And those beautiful eyes, when imbued with allure, were utterly irresistible.

She held Shi Yan's wrists with both hands and slowly lowered her head.

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Shi Yan stepped out of the tent.

She looked slightly gentle and charming as she walked straight toward Ming Zhongqing's tent.

Without saying hello, Shi Yan simply pulled open the curtain of Ming Zhongqing's tent.

If it were any other girl, Shi Yan would definitely knock on the door and say hello, no matter what.

But... Ming Zhongqing is different.

She was the one who was 'persecuted' by Shi Yan.

On that soft, large bed, the girl was only half-dressed.

Looking at Shi Yan standing at the door, Ming Zhongqing suddenly shrank back nervously, almost curling up under the robe with the blue lotus pattern.

Only a pair of fair and cute little feet and ankles with a sickly slender beauty were visible.

As Shi Yan approached, he could see the girl's frail and thin shoulders, and... her forehead, which shone brightly even in the darkness.

Ming Zhongqing is the kind of girl that makes people want to cherish her.

"Master...Master...Master Yan..." Ming Zhongqing stammered, shrinking back as her small, fair feet scrambled across the bed, leaving traces of her struggle.

Because of the master's weakness, the light blue robe had slipped down halfway, revealing the master's prominent collarbone lines due to his thinness.

Ming Zhongqing held his breath, his eyes filled with panic, like a newborn fawn.

Logically speaking... a 'man' barged straight into the tent.

I was naked again.

No matter what, a girl will struggle and cry for help, or at the very least, throw any small object at Shi Yan.

But... Ming Zhongqing couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene.

Shi Yan, clad in sword intent, stood before him like a god descending to earth; with a single sword strike, the world lost its color, and snow fell for thousands of miles.

And then...

Ming Zhongqing's small hands gently gripped the bed sheet, her eyes swaying somewhat unfocused, and the girl's ears were already as red as if stained with blood.

The sweet taste seemed to linger on my lips.

If only Shi Yan weren't a girl who would easily change her hairpin and headgear.

Ming Zhongqing gently tugged at the bed sheet.

As she watched Shi Yan approach, she reassured herself.

Because... Shi Yan is a girl who changed her hairpin and hat, so there's no need for me to scream or... struggle.

thump—

The bed creaked as the girl's weight sank beneath her. Ming Zhongqing felt her own heartbeat drown out everything else.

In fact, Shi Yan's movements were very light, but to Ming Zhongqing they appeared so heavy.

It's like... wanting to drill into one's own heart.

"Are you feeling better?" Shi Yan reached out and touched Ming Zhongqing's forehead.

This is an interactive option not available in the game.

Having her taboo touched, the girl bit her lip, clearly displeased. But for some reason, Ming Zhongqing didn't struggle; he simply stared straight at Shi Yan.

The teacher withdrew his hand.

Ming Zhongqing had a slight fever last night, but he seems to be much better now.

She then reached for Ming Zhongqing's clothes.

Ming Zhongqing tensed up like a shrimp that had been touched, and Shi Yan's fingertips traced along the edges of the girl's armpits and ribs.