I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

She was originally worried that Master would change from the past after experiencing life and death this time.

Looking at it now, Master is still the one who doesn't like to talk.

That's a good thing for her plans.

After all, the more words are said, the greater the possibility of exposure.

It was as if she had made a lot of preparations in order to prevent the devil's son who was out of tune all day long from showing his flaws in front of the master.

"And to let that guy understand my mood at that time, the only way to achieve the best effect is to choose a master who is usually not talkative."

Miss Jianxian's face was filled with a satisfied smile.

Although at this moment she still has some hesitation in her heart, and also wonders if it is not good for her to do so.

It's fine if that guy finds out, but if Master finds out...

Well, Master will be fine, right?

After all, it is the master who cares more about himself than usual, but never cares about small things.

Even if such a master reacted, he probably just nodded to himself indifferently, and then ignored the wooden sword's message for a short time.

(If that's the case, if that guy didn't get a reply for a few days, would he think something happened to me?)

Shouldn't it?After all, it is that heartless devil son...

But try to be careful not to expose this matter to Master.

Lu Yuli made a decision in her heart.

"It's a pity that the power of the Jianzu wooden sword has not been fully released. Every time you change the connection of the wooden sword of the message, you have to wait for three days before you can change it back..."

And if you want to spy on the content of the message, you need to wait until you change back to the wooden sword to contact, and use your own wooden sword as a transfer to go back to the previous content.

Although it is quite troublesome, but thinking that three days later, I will be able to see that devil's holy son deflated for the first time...

Miss Jianxian thinks everything is worth it.

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Luo Wusheng is currently sitting in his newly purchased home.

The development of the second day was as he expected.

Those forces who were unwilling to see the rise of the Magic Weapon Pavilion patiently observed for half a day, and finally confirmed that the things used by the four officers were no more than that, and then began to plan how to turn the Magic Weapon Pavilion's propaganda into a laughing stock in the royal city.

In the evening, when the four officers and classmates of the Demon Artifact Pavilion returned in a state of distress, there were already a lot of rumors in the city.

As for the four officers, they went to Hongyan Building after they came back.

Old Wang still hesitated, but he couldn't stand the aggressive generals of the other three, especially Bitch Li.

Luo Wusheng really wanted to go with them, but Bai Xiaoyao was beside him at that time.

My junior sister thought that it would be too boring for me to build a gun behind closed doors, so I came over to chat and joke with me in the afternoon, and even played a few flute tunes.

There is one thing to say, the appearance of the witch playing the flute is really full of artistic conception.

It's just that the level is indeed a little lower than that of Yao Ji Huakui's piano sound, and it didn't give Luo Wusheng, who had heard many divine comedies, the feeling of being intoxicated by it.

After the officers left, the two brothers and sisters went to the Magic Artifact Pavilion.

Those few refiners were completely in the mood, they couldn't stop at all, they took the initiative to apply for [-], and even seemed to be heading towards [-].

Thinking of this, in order to prevent these talented people from dying suddenly, Luo Wusheng simply shot them one by one.

Well, with the bullet they just made, the effect is forced hypnosis.

Finally, they separated from Bai Xiaoyao and returned to their respective rooms.

Bai Xiaoyao needs to condense the spiritual power in her body. After all, the competition for the list of immortals will only start in one month, and then she will go to the ancient heaven to prepare to break through the golden core.

The witch is actually very busy.

Luo Wusheng is also very busy.

After careful consideration, he gave up the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to go to the Hongyan Building to listen to a few songs, but chose daily maintenance and the favorability of the real protagonist.

Thinking of the stories he had sorted out from his memory, he was very confident that Xiao Yuli would be interested in them.

But... today's Miss Jianxian always feels a little strange.

I also asked myself to pursue a sense of ritual when telling stories in the future, and tell the story from the perspective of a storyteller.

During the process, she cannot be called by her name, and she even has to change her name.

And it will last for three days.

Its name is to increase the sense of substitution.

(Probably because Xiao Yuli was called out by me all night yesterday, and she finally couldn't bear it... Well, it's better to restrain yourself these days.)

Luo Wusheng felt that his explanation was reasonable.

And he is not against this kind of role-playing either.

Very affectionate, isn't it?

So Momen Shengzi, who thinks he has excellent acting skills, quickly entered the role.

But the response he got was only one word.

【Um. 】

Looking at the words of the reply, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Then a knowing smile appeared on his face.

It turns out that this girl is planning such a plan...

"In the name of role-playing, trying to make things difficult for me by playing a difficult, indifferent listener? How cute."

It's not like her at all.

Thinking of that beautiful little girl snickering and uttering indifferent words at this time, the Demon Son shook his head and laughed.

That being the case, let's have fun with her.

Thinking of the story he had prepared, the corners of Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched slightly.

Even if it is the real protagonist, in the final analysis, she is still the little girl she used to be. I guess she will be attracted by the story after listening to it, and forget the setting by herself.

Luo Wusheng is quite confident in his own story.

Just when he was full of energy, the wooden sword in his hand shook again.

This time came three words.

【let's start. 】

Feeling a little rushed?Can't help but want to collapse the human design?

Really unprofessional.

Professional actor Luo Wusheng commented sharply in his heart.

The first section #第一结#Chapter 43 What did you understand?

Shuangxue Pavilion on Shuangxue Peak.

Ling Shuangxue held the communication dagger in her hand, her small mouth was slightly opened, and a look of surprise appeared on her face that should have been indifferent.

She had never thought that the stories told by her disciples were so interesting and fascinating, and she couldn't help but want to keep listening to them.

Has such a story already spread in the Jianghu?

As a Jianzhou Jiange swordsman, the story of the sword fairy also attracted her.

In the same way, as a Nascent Soul, her experience in the world has allowed her to hear countless stories about sword cultivators.

There are real mortal swordsmen, and there are also mortal sword immortals imagined by people.

But it was the first time she encountered such a story that she couldn't stop floating on the wooden sword at this moment.

Especially in this story, the sword fairy said "the sword comes" and "the way of the sword is like a long night".

Her heart, which had been desolate for so many years, once again recalled the vigor and sharpness she had when she first entered the Jiange.

Yes, she also wanted to become such a sword fairy.

Only one sword can suppress all enemies in the world.

It's a pity that the only one who can achieve this step is the founder of Jiange, the sword ancestor who has reached the end of the way of the sword.

I really didn't expect that the stories circulating in the world that I haven't set foot in for many years are so rich and colorful.

At this moment, Ling Shuangxue seemed to have really become a listener, being drawn by the storyteller's words.

At the beginning, she couldn't adapt to this feeling of identity transformation, and her response was as cold as usual.But at the end, she who has been caught up in the story has already responded a little proactively to the opposite storyteller.

Although due to my personality, I didn't speak too enthusiastically, but a sentence was more than two words.

[... Today's story ends here first, if you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down~]

Seeing the end of the scene of the story, Ling Shuangxue, who was holding the wooden sword, still had an aftertaste expression.

After recovering, she finally remembered that it was her well-behaved apprentice who was communicating with her on the other end of the dagger.

Seeing the storyteller's rhetoric, and remembering his disciple's appearance, the master of Shuangxue Peak rarely showed a not-so-obvious smile on his face.

[I am looking forward to tomorrow's story. 】

[Guest officer is very optimistic about Xiaosheng's story today, what do you think after listening to it? 】

The content of the reply made Ling Shuangxue slightly taken aback, and after a little thought, she integrated her spiritual knowledge into the dagger.

【I have mixed feelings, I don't know where to start. 】

This is her real thought at this time.

【After listening to Xiaosheng's story, the guest officer thinks that anyone in this world can become a sword fairy like this book? 】

Ling Shuangxue fell into deep thought.

If you talk about sword cultivators in today's world, the master of the sword pavilion is the most important one.

Stunningly talented and brilliant, he has achieved the pinnacle of transforming gods.

But because of the stumbling block of the sword pavilion and the deep fear of the immortal robbery in the transcending robbery realm, he never dared to break through and be promoted.

Compared with the arrogant sword fairy in the book, it is still a lot worse.

As for the old monsters in the Jiange who can only hide from the world and escape the tribulation, it is naturally even more difficult to compare with them.

No one can do it.

Ling Shuangxue subconsciously wanted to answer this way.

But she felt that such an answer was a bit boring.

So she changed the message she was about to send out with her spiritual sense.

[Who do you think can succeed? 】

After passing, she nodded with satisfaction.

Replying like this can help you understand a little more about the thoughts of the disciples.

[Xiaosheng thinks that this guest officer can become that kind of sword fairy. 】

The hand holding the sword froze.

Countless flashes of light flashed in Ling Shuangxue's mind.

What does it mean that my apprentice who has grown up a lot said this to me?

Doubt first appeared in his heart, but what then overwhelmed him was a throbbing that he couldn't suppress.

Suddenly, she seemed to see such a picture.

He protected his disciple with one hand, and when he stretched out the other hand, a sword light came across thousands of miles, and then he swung the sword lightly, defeating all the heroes in the world.

This is a combination of fantasies many years ago and stories heard today.