Chapter 41 Chapter 41 If it were someone else, I could bite and touch her...
"Who taught you that?"
Hearing this familiar tone, Ji Chu suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
"Senior Brother?"
She bit his hand and spoke incoherently.
As she called out these two words, the person she pinned down slowly shed the disguise of "Yang Nianzhi", revealing his original delicate and cold appearance.
His facial features were handsome and extraordinary, his pupils were as dark as lacquer, and his black hair spread out on the bed like flowing water, which made his skin look as cold and white as jade, making him look unattainable.
Meng Yuci's expression was calm:
"Let go."
Ji Chu was frightened by his cold demeanor that returned to normal in the blink of an eye. He completely lost the arrogance he had when facing "Yang Nianzhi"'s face, and loosened his teeth with a "click".
Meng Yuci pulled his hand out of her mouth, but his other hand was still pinching Ji Chu's face. His eyes fell on the wound at the base of his finger. A small row of teeth marks was slowly oozing blood, and there was a little water halo around it, which was clearly visible.
He raised his eyes and looked at Ji Chu.
Ji Chu also looked at his "masterpiece".
She felt a little weak in her heart, and facing the cold gaze of the person in front of her, she slowly pursed her lips and pretended to be a toothless old lady.
The little bit of luck in her heart disappeared without a trace: this person, this look, this aura of majesty without anger that makes people want to surrender at the first sight, is definitely her senior brother Meng Yuci.
Put aside the careless interactions she had with him over the past two days, put aside the time she made him cook for her and then stood him up, and put aside the time she chopped down the tree in his yard right in front of him...
Even though she had erased so much of her dark history, she still touched and pressed her senior brother's chest today!
Even at this moment, she was kneeling on her senior brother, and had just bitten him like a dog, with blood still oozing from the wound...
Oh my God——!
A line of subtitles that read "Rebellion against superiors, lawlessness and disgrace to the Tiangang people, ruining the reputation of sword cultivators" flashed through Ji Chu's mind.
She took a deep breath and apologized decisively:
"Brother, I was wrong. I really didn't know it was you!"
Meng Yuci raised his eyebrows, pinched her face and lifted it up, forcing her to look directly at his slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, and asked in a light tone:
"If it's someone else, can you bite and touch them?"
"No one can!"
Ji Chu's chin was lifted up by him, so he had to look up at his senior brother, putting on the serious expression he had when learning swordsmanship:
"As a sword cultivator, how can I abandon my sword and use my teeth? I must try my best to break the deadlock with my sword!"
"oh?"
Meng Yuci narrowed his eyes. He was clearly lying on his back, pressed against the bed, but his posture and expression were as calm as when he was teaching her sword skills.
"Tell me, how do you break the deadlock with a sword?"
Ji Chu: “…”
She leaned over her senior brother's chest, her face pinched by him, unable to escape. She could only think frantically in this awkward position:
"I can pour spiritual energy into the sword blade and use the sword energy to shake off my brother's hold!"
Meng Yuci: "Try it."
Ji Chu looked confused: "Ah? Now?"
Meng Yuci released the hand that was pinching her face, held the sword blade in the same position as before, and signaled her to take action.
Seeing that his senior brother was not joking, Ji Chu gathered all his strength to inject spiritual power into the sword in his hand.
The blade glowed from her spiritual power, illuminating the area around the bed, while the sword body vibrated faintly between them due to the power of the two people competing against each other.
Ji Chu exerted force on his wrist, trying to pull his sword out from between his senior brother's fingers.
It failed, but the sword was still held firmly by Meng Yuci, not moving at all.
His eyes were calm, as if he had anticipated this outcome.
"continue."
Meng Yu said.
This scene was very similar to the one when he was teaching Ji Chu to practice sword in the sect.
Ji Chu quickly forgot that he was still in the small world. He just followed his instinct from previous sparring with his senior brother and mobilized all his strength to grab his sword.
Meng Yuci remained motionless, looking at her calmly, and even his right hand, which was holding her wrist, was still providing support for her to exert force.
——However, Ji Chu still failed this time.
Time passed minute by minute, she kept drawing her sword, gritting her teeth, but she was always held in place and unable to move.
She became more and more anxious, and used her spiritual power as brute force. Meng Yuci only pushed slightly, and she felt the spiritual power rushing back, and her right hand holding the sword suddenly lost its strength and slipped out.
Ji Chu suddenly lost his balance and fell straight towards his senior brother.
She was originally just kneeling on the bed, and at this moment, apart from her senior brother holding her hand, she had no other support.
Her long sword was still lying between the two of them. If she fell like this, Yang Sisi would definitely die!
This is simply the most unfair way of elimination in the world!
Ji Chu was shocked and angry.
At the critical moment, Meng Yuci suddenly exerted force with the hand that was holding her wrist, and took advantage of the direction she fell to turn over. While covering her under himself, he threw the sword with one hand.
The sword blade brushed past the tip of her nose and pierced straight into the headboard, still humming and vibrating, and cracks suddenly appeared on the wooden headboard.
As Ji Chu's back pressed against the bed, the light in front of his eyes was completely blocked by his hanging hair.
The cold black hair slid down her cheeks and neck, and spread out an inky stream beside her ears, almost enveloping her entire body in his range, so that her breath was filled with the cool fragrance of her senior brother.
Ji Chu swallowed and looked at the person lying on her with wide eyes.
The senior brother's handsome, almost gorgeous eyes and eyebrows were particularly close to her, appearing somewhat unpredictable and strange in the dim light. The smooth lines of his jaw were also smudged with a shadow. When he looked down at her, there was a sense of oppression.
When she looked at her senior brother from this angle, the cold and sharp aura on him was like the setting sun gradually rising outside the window, eroding into every inch of her skin bit by bit, peeling off the flesh and pressing into the bones.
After the sunset, there is endless darkness, the night falls, and the earth is overlooked.
Ji Chu didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.
Meng Yuci held her wrist with one hand and supported her waist with the other, looking at her without saying a word.
Even through the disguise, I saw her true appearance.
Look at her long eyelashes that couldn't help trembling because of nervousness, like the flapping wings of a butterfly, so fragile that people want to break them with their own hands.
Although he tried hard to appear calm, fear still shone from his eyes.
Because of this fear, the feathery flowers on the back of her neck began to bloom quietly, ready to protect her at any time.
She was completely unaware of this. Her voice was like the growl of a small animal, and her fear and trembling were unconcealed in her tentative attempts. She thought she could deceive the bird of prey, but in fact, in the eyes of a true killer, this whimpering sound only aroused the bloodthirsty instinct in the other party...
“Senior Brother…”
Ji Chu was instinctively terrified by this complete loss of initiative.
She looked at her senior brother's expressionless scrutiny, and the pain in her heart came again.
Senior Brother will kill her...
Will Senior Brother kill her?
She opened her eyes wide, as if betting on the fate of her past and present lives. Unconsciously, even her eyes were a little wet.
Meng Yuci took in her expression.
He raised the hand that was on her waist, and his long fingers paused for a moment a few inches above her eyes, finally touching her hair lightly, and then moved along her hair to the back of her neck in a soothing gesture, pressing the position of the empty feather floating flower accurately.
A familiar breath came to him through his fingertips. It was his power.
Ji Chu was confused and panicked when she felt her senior brother's bony hand falling on the back of her neck. His fingertips were slightly cold and gently stroked the small bulge, as if something was jumping under his fingertips, but was being held down.
Then, with a slight force of his slender fingers, his senior brother supported her by the back of the neck and helped her sit up.
After seeing her sit firmly, Meng Yuci withdrew his hand, stood up and stood in front of her:
"Are you hurt?"
Ji Chu was still a little dazed and shook his head.
The breath of his senior brother suddenly disappeared as he stood up. Ji Chu felt relaxed, but also felt a sense of confusion and emptiness.
She turned her head inadvertently and saw the long sword deeply inserted into the bedside, three inches into the wood and almost through the wall, which showed the great strength of the person who threw the sword.
My brother saved her...
Somehow, she felt like crying.
Meng Yuci had taken the initiative to distance himself from her because he saw that she was afraid of him. However, instead of being happy, the little sister's eyelids drooped, and her eyes were filled with tears in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't help asking:
"Why are you crying?"
Ji Chu shook his head, letting a tear fall onto his sleeve with a "plop":
"I didn't hold the sword tightly... How could a swordsman let go of his sword..."
Meng Yuci: "..."
That's good, I've reflected on it.
She was already crying, so he couldn't continue to use this as an excuse to scold her.
So he said:
"As a swordsman, your reaction just now was indeed terrible..."
However, just as he opened his mouth, he heard a loud sob coming from Ji Chu. Then she lowered her head even lower, and tears fell down like water. She looked aggrieved like a kitten with wet fur, and even her ears drooped.
Meng Yuci: "..."
He paused, then changed his words, his tone still somewhat cold and hard:
"But it's not entirely your fault..."
Ji Chu sobbed again, the noises getting louder, and he curled up into a small ball, crumpled up on the edge of the bed.
Meng Yuci sighed imperceptibly, completely giving up the idea of teaching her a lesson, and softened his tone:
"You did your best. I hit you too hard and almost got you hurt... Don't cry."
A hand fell on Ji Chu's head and rubbed her head.
Ji Chu looked up and saw a slender jade-like hand stretched out in front of him, with a red panpan fruit in the palm.
The senior brother's expression also softened, and he coaxed her softly:
"Want to eat?"
"eat."
Ji Chu took the fruit and ate it in small bites.
Meng Yuci secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Ji Chu's emotions had stabilized, he slowed down his tone and said earnestly:
"You will encounter more people with higher cultivation than you in the future. If you only rely on brute force to resolve the crisis, today's crisis may recur."
"The sword blade is tangible, but the sword spirit is intangible. To be bound by tangible things will only limit oneself."
The sword intent is invisible?
Hearing his words, Ji Chu seemed to be lost in thought and even forgot to eat the panpan fruit in his hand.
Meng Yuci was satisfied to see that she had listened.
With Ji Chu's comprehension, she only needs a little guidance and will soon be able to understand her unique sword intent.
His eyes fell on the sword beside him again.
This sword was too ordinary. If he had used a little more strength just now, it would probably have broken.
If the sword broke while fighting a strong enemy, it would not only be dangerous, but it would also hurt her Taoist heart.
He had to find a sword for her as soon as possible...
Recovering his thoughts, he saw Ji Chu slowly chewing the panpan fruit again. He knew that she had remembered it but had not yet fully understood it, so Meng Yuci comforted her again:
"Don't be anxious. Practice more and learn more. Sooner or later, you will break through this situation."
Ji Chu nodded, swallowed the Panpan Fruit in two mouthfuls, and said obediently:
"I understand. Thank you, Brother."
Meng Yuci then touched her head again.
*
"Yang Nianzhi" is my senior brother.
My senior brother did not participate in the Immortal Questioning Conference, so naturally he did not have the Jade Book Card. The reason he entered this small world was to solve some problems.
"Solve the problem..."
After hearing his senior brother's explanation, Ji Chu rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb, and nodded while muttering to himself.
Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something, released her hand that was supporting her chin, and looked at Meng Yuci with wide eyes:
"The trouble that Senior Brother is talking about, it can't be us, right?"
Meng Yuci didn't say anything, but her suspicions were immediately confirmed.
"Then the person Jiang Chengxu saw who eliminated those disciples the next day, couldn't it be you, Senior Brother?!"
Meng Yuci looked at her indifferently, no need to say more.
Ji Chu took a deep breath, covered his jade book card and took a few steps back, then turned around and ran away as if he had seen some kind of monster.
Meng Yuci stretched out his long arm, grabbed her collar, and said in a slightly unhappy tone:
"Why are you running?"
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The author has something to say: Senior Brother: Am I that scary? Although I came here just to crush your Jade Book Plates, do you need to run so fast? [rolling eyes]
Ji Chu: [Please, please, please let me go [Please, please, please]
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