Ning Ning didn't expect Lin Xun to agree to watch the moon with her. After all,

Lin Xun had just become a disciple not long ago, and the two of them were only fellow disciples who had only met a few times, and had never even spoken a few words.

In the original novel, the original owner dodged without hesitation as soon as she touched his hand, but now, Xiao Bailong not only did not show any disgust at her touch, but actually accepted the invitation to watch the moon.

Ning Ning understood why so many people rushed to participate in the China Misfortune Competition.

"But little sister, instead of going out to admire the moon, shouldn't we..."

Lin Xun hesitated for a moment, his long drooping eyelashes covering his black eyes. When he spoke again, his voice was as clear and soft as a white dumpling: "Tidi up your room?"

He lowered his head when he spoke, so Ning Ning could look at his little brother carefully without any scruples.

Xiao Bailong is an important character in the original novel. Because of his kind nature and good relationship with the loner Pei Ji, his role naturally increased.

Compared with Pei Ji's evil temperament, Lin Xun, who is a little white lotus, looks much more pure and elegant.

A handsome young man, with a beautiful figure. The light of the long-burning lamp flows like water, and drops of it soak into his fair and delicate face.

He is still young, and there is still childishness between his eyebrows. His pair of black eyes like glass are filled with the gentle night, and his long eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings, casting a thin shadow.

The thin white robe outlines the tall and thin figure of the young man, and in the silent night, he looks like a straight and sharp sword.

However, looking at his deliberately evasive eyes and quietly red ears, he is more like an introverted and shy little brother of the neighbor than a sword genius that is rare in a thousand years.

Ningning looked at him, then at the African wall behind her, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you willing to come with me to clean the room?"

Lin Xun did not raise his head or speak, but nodded his head slightly.

Facts have proved that Lin Xun really does not look like a royal child who was raised with pampered habits.

While Ning Ning was still struggling with the alchemy furnace debris on the ground, he had already cleaned up the desk brother with broken arms and legs, the chair brother with his head blown off, and the book pages scattered all over the ground under the impact of the explosion.

He was so skilled that Ning Ning couldn't help but ask: "Do you often do this at home?"

"I learned it after entering the mountains."

Lin Xun smiled embarrassedly: "Master told me that this is a must for sword practice."

He has only been here for a short time, look at what he has forced the child into.

Ning Ning couldn't help but ask herself, "It's so hard for us to make money, why is it so easy for others to make money from us?"

"Junior Sister," Lin Xun, who was helping her move the bookcase with great effort, stopped when he heard the voice, hesitated for a moment and continued, "I have a friend who taught me some ways to save money - this is just my friend's way of doing it, I, I haven't tried it!"

Feeling Ning Ning's gaze staring at him, Xiao Bailong's breathing became a little panicked: "Basically... if the sect uniform is damaged, you don't need to buy a new one. Just find a piece of white cloth, cut it, and then use gold paint to draw a cloud pattern."

Ning Ning glanced at his sleeve in horror.

The dark gold pattern was crooked like a Parkinson's patient. Where a dragon should have been embroidered, there was a weird big loach with bared teeth and bigger feet than its head.

"Also," Lin Xun added with his head down, "rainwater on rainy days must not be wasted. You can boil it for bathing, which is cleaner than the water in the pond. The rinds of watermelons and pumpkins can also be saved and stir-fried for the next meal, so you can have another dish."

Ningning was surprised.

Ningning really wanted to ask him, is this friend you are talking about you?

But this question was hurtful, and for the sake of the little prince's self-esteem, she resisted the urge to say it.

When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart and mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry.

Is this the greatest sword sect in the world?

It turns out that other sects are teaching magic and sword techniques, only the Xuanxu Sect is fresh and unconventional. If a textbook is published, it will probably be like this:

Required Course 1: "On the Self-cultivation of a Poor Man".

Required Course 2: "Housework and Postpartum Care of Geese".

Required Course 3: "My Mushroom Thief Friend - About the Experience of Stealing Vegetables When Penniless".

It's absolutely nothing, it's just a guide for the poor to advance.

"Oh, by the way, little sister."

Seeing her face turn even paler, Lin Xun thought that Ning Ning had not yet recovered from the fact of bankruptcy, so he took a cautious step towards her and took out a round, shining white bead from his arms: "I didn't bring much money with me when I left the East China Sea this time, and only this night-shining pearl is barely worth money. If you don't mind, take it and exchange it for some spiritual stones."

He didn't "bring much money".

Lin Xun left home penniless, just because his master told him that sword immortals never care about material things.

Later, he found out that his master himself had eaten stir-fried melon rinds and even developed a new dish called "Fallen Flowers and Hundred Fragrances".

It was stir-fried petals and leaves.

This night-shining pearl is the only valuable thing he has, and he should have kept it well, but...

the inexperienced Little White Dragon mustered up his courage, glanced at Ning Ning's pale face very quickly, and made up his mind.

Since they are fellow disciples, they should help each other. If his material possessions can buy the confidence of the little sister to continue living, sacrificing this pearl is nothing.

He is a boy who stands tall and upright! At worst, he can drink dew and eat leaves again, but if the little sister goes crazy, her life will be over!

Ning Ning felt complicated.

In the original novel, Lin Xun is indeed a simple-minded and extremely soft-hearted little white lotus. When he sees injustice, he will go up to uphold justice even if he is so shy that his face turns red and he stammers.

A reader pointed out that the reason why the author set him up with this character is to highlight the hero Pei Ji's decisive killing and coldness.

To be honest, when Ning Ning read this novel from a God's perspective, she also felt that this little prince was too sympathetic, but when she became the one he sympathized with -

this is a little angel! Obviously he is so poor, but he can still give her his last assets! What if he is double-standard? Lin Xun is really too good!

"No, no, no, I don't need it."

Ning Ning waved her hands quickly: "Don't you have many spirit stones left?"

She spoke cryptically, deliberately skipping the incident of Lin Xun eating melon rinds to wash rainwater, thus preserving the child's simple and fragile self-esteem.

Unexpectedly, the landlord's silly son chuckled: "It doesn't matter, last time the senior sister took me to the Wanjian Sect to steal a lot of melons, the melon rinds are enough to eat a few--"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xun stopped.

He has a strong self-esteem and is very shy. He deliberately concealed his identity before and lied that those things were done by "a friend". Now this sentence...

isn't it just a careless announcement that the friend is himself?

The heat surged to the ground, and the white jade-like face was instantly covered with a layer of scarlet color, like a smudged ink ball that became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a red all over the face.

Too, too embarrassing.

He originally wanted to leave a good impression in front of the junior sister.

He has not been good at communicating with others since he was a child. The few times he met the junior sister before, he was too shy to speak. Today, he heard something strange in her room, and went into the yard without thinking too much. He never thought that he would make such a joke.

Lin Xun stammered and couldn't speak. He felt his mind was blank. Suddenly, he heard Ning Ning's voice in a trance. The tone was no different from before: "Are the melons you brought back enough to eat for several days? How many melons did you and the eldest senior sister steal? Didn't the Wanjian Sect catch you?"

Could she have heard it wrong?

He was talking about "melon rinds."

He was in a nervous mood, but the junior sister looked normal. It seemed that she really didn't hear clearly, and didn't associate him with "that friend".

Lin Xun pursed his lips and smiled, the blush on his ears faded a little: "Not a few. Junior sister, do you want to hear about our theft of melons?"

Ning Ning: "You tell me."

So the topic successfully turned to the melon field of the senior sister and the Wanjian Sect. I heard that the senior sister said: stealing melons is not considered stealing, but can the sword cultivation be considered stealing?

Lin Xun said it seriously, and he also helped to clean up the debris on the ground. He didn't notice that Ning Ning beside him quietly exhaled, feeling relieved.

Phew, that was a close call.

Looking at the red eyes and pale face of the little white dragon, it was a good thing that she reacted quickly and pretended to be confused.

Otherwise, I'm afraid she would really cry.

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On the second day, Ning Ning was woken up by the system.

Fortunately, the bed was far away from the alchemy furnace and was not affected too much. After saying goodbye to Lin Xun, she quickly dragged her tired body to sleep.

The next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a few large characters hanging in her head:

[Ding! Mission released!]

[The Sword Sect Competition is in progress. You are resentful of being defeated by Pei Ji yesterday and vow to teach him a lesson.]

[Please go to the competition field immediately and attack Pei Ji in the dark.]

This plot finally came.

Ning Ning sat up from the bed in a daze and touched the messy hair on her head.

This is the starting point of Pei Ji's counterattack, a very impressive plot in the original book.

The Xuanxu Sword Sect's internal competition adopts an elimination system. Pei Ji defeated Ning Ning yesterday, and he will have to continue competing with other disciples today.

I don't know whether to say that his luck is good or bad. The opponent he met this time is actually a direct disciple of the Jindan period.

The disciple's name is Chen Zhao. He studied under the master Qingxu and is very powerful. After witnessing the battle between Pei Ji and Ning Ning yesterday, he knew that he should not underestimate the enemy. Just in case, he even used hidden weapons.

——In the Sword Sect competition, hidden weapons are naturally prohibited.

But his soul-stealing nail is as thin as a mosquito's foot. It will not be detected by spiritual power when it is activated. In addition, the audience seats are far away from the competition stage. Therefore, after using it to severely injure Pei Ji, no one found Mao Gu.

In addition to this person who was making trouble, the original owner was also doing her best to make trouble.

The sword technique she majored in was called "Xingluo", which required the sword to be as fast as the wind and as dense as the stars. In general, it was fast, fierce and accurate, and it could catch the enemy off guard without a trace.

Yes, the original owner vividly interpreted what it meant to be desperate. When Pei Ji and Chen Zhao were competing, she used the sword intent and attacked him from behind.

Pei Ji had no way to hide from the double attack of hidden weapons and sword techniques. He was destined to be seriously injured and dying, but when he was in a desperate situation, it was also the time to survive.

Thinking of this, Ning Ning got out of bed, dressed and washed up in one go. When she picked up the Xinghen Sword, she couldn't help thinking that the villains were indeed tools to give the protagonist experience.

Thanks to the flying sword, she soon arrived at Kaiyang Peak where the competition venue was located. The duel between Pei Ji and Chen Zhao was at its most thrilling, and the stage was full of swords and shadows.

In the early morning, Kaiyang Peak was surrounded by clouds and mist. The sunlight broke through the layers of white mist and fell down, like thousands of sword shadows, with form but no trace. The peaks were covered with smoke and waves, and the clouds rolled and unfolded, like a thousand-mile gallery, spreading out layers of water.

From an ordinary person's perspective, one can only see the fleeting shadows of the two people on the stage. The sharp swords reflected a bright white light under the sun. The two swords clashed and cut through the slowly rising mist, like frost and snow floating in the sky, and thunder was silent.

Pei Ji, dressed in black, had an indifferent look on his face. As an unknown outer disciple, he was not at a disadvantage in the competition. Seeing that Chen Zhao was already losing, Ning Ning knew it was time to take action.

She could see the movements of the two people on the stage very clearly, so she also knew when to take action.

As the white mist rose, Ning Ning pinched a spell with one hand and pressed it steadily behind Pei Ji.

The rain hit the flying flowers, and the sword left no trace.

The invisible sword intent followed the trend, but before Ning Ning could smile, "I can only help you so far as a tool," the curve of her mouth froze on her face.

Ah.

She is not good at using the technique yet, this sword intent...

seems to be crooked.

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Pei Ji soon felt the sword wind approaching him.

Unlike Chen Zhao's heavy sword with murderous intent, this sword intent was light and agile, and almost unnoticed. He was very familiar with this feeling, it was the female disciple he faced yesterday.

A low, rough male voice rang in his mind, causing him to frown subconsciously: "Oops, someone is attacking!"

This voice has been in his body since he was born, and no one else can hear it except Pei Ji.

The voice claimed to be a sword, but its name and the name of its previous owner were all unknown - it had lost its memory.

If Ning Ning heard their conversation, she would definitely say, "Ah, so this is the sound of the Chengying sword."

She certainly knew this sound.

Pei Ji is the reincarnation of the ancient sword god, and the sword Chengying that he once wore also entered his body. It's a pity that the years have passed, and his current strength is no longer able to control the sword. Chengying's memory and power have been sealed, and he has become a middle-aged uncle who can only nag in the male protagonist's mind.

"This sword energy... is exactly the female cultivator from yesterday."

Chengying whispered softly: "What is she thinking? I knew that woman had bad intentions!"

Ning Ning's sword energy was as swift as lightning, carrying an unstoppable murderous intent. Pei Ji was busy dealing with Chen Zhao and could only dodge to the side.

He didn't want to reveal this brief flaw, but he caught a glimpse of Chen Zhao's cold smile and his fingertips moving slightly.

The Soul-Captivating Nail was so small that it was hard to distinguish. As it approached him silently, a chilling feeling came over him. With wolves in front and tigers behind, and Chen Zhao predicting his actions, Pei Ji had nowhere to retreat.

He would definitely be hit by this attack today.

Cheng Ying could no longer endure it, and shouted wildly: "You damn bitch! I'll teach you a lesson--"

Before he finished speaking, something unexpected happened.

The trajectory of the Rain-Dashing Flying Flowers was not straight, but deviated a little towards the direction where Pei Ji was now. It seemed that the girl was not aiming at the position where he was standing before, but this side from the beginning.

The poisonous nail came with great force, and the sword technique was like flowing wind and returning snow. In a flash of lightning--

it actually collided exactly.

The two forces intersected silently and invisible, but the shocking waves were hidden under the undercurrent, causing huge waves.

Destroyed, shattered.

Chengying: ...

Chengying was shocked.

That woman, how could that woman know the path of the Soul-Captivating Nail! This perfect force, this fateful and precise intersection, everything was just right to smash the hidden weapon to pieces...

Could it be that everything was under her control!

It was extremely shocked and used its consciousness to look at the stands, and effortlessly saw the girl in the white dress.

And the smile on her face had not yet faded.

She was actually smiling.

In other words, could it be that she really... did it on purpose?

First, she noticed that Chen Zhao had evil intentions and tried to use hidden weapons, and then used sword skills to force Pei Ji to dodge to the side. At this time, Chen Zhao would definitely predict his movements and launch a poison needle.

But Chen Zhao would never have thought that she actually predicted his prediction!

This method, this scheming, and this heart that wholeheartedly cares about Pei Ji -

she must be a fairy!

"I understand!"

Chengying immediately changed his words, swallowed back all the "stinky woman" in his mouth, and his tone was so excited that he trembled a little.

"That fairy not only helps you in secret..."

"She is also an absolute master!"