Ningning didn't expect Lin Xun would 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 just fellow disciples who had only met a few times and had not even exchanged a few words.
In the original novel, the original owner dodged without hesitation as soon as she touched his hand. But now, not only did the little white dragon not show any disgust at her touch, he even accepted the invitation to watch the moon.
Ningning now understood why so many people were rushing to participate in the China Misery Competition.
"But Junior Sister, instead of going out to admire the moon, shouldn't we..."
Lin Xun hesitated for a moment, his long drooping eyelashes covering his dark eyes. When he spoke again, his voice was as clear and soft as a white dumpling: "Please tidy up your room?"
He lowered his head when he spoke, so Ningning could look at her junior brother carefully without restraint.
Xiaobailong is considered an important character in the original novel. Due to his kind nature and good relationship with the loner Pei Ji, he naturally has more roles.
Compared with Pei Ji, the violent and moody big devil, Lin Xun, who is a little white lotus, appears much more pure and elegant.
A handsome young man with graceful figure. The light from the eternal lamp gurgles like running water, each drop of light dyes the fair and delicate face.
He is still young, and there is still childishness in his eyes. A pair of glass-like black eyes are filled with the gentle night, and the trembling long eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings, casting a thin shadow.
The thin white robe outlines the young man's tall and thin figure, which looks like a straight and sharp sword in the silent night.
However, looking at his evasive eyes and his reddening ears, he is more like the introverted and shy little brother of the neighbor than a rare kendo genius in a thousand years.
Ningning looked at him, then at the African wall behind her, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Would you like to come with me to clean the room?"
Lin Xun didn't look up or say anything, but nodded his head slightly.
Facts have proved that Lin Xun really doesn't look like a spoiled royal child.
While Ningning was still struggling with the furnace debris all over the floor, he had already cleaned up the desk brother with broken arms and legs, the chair brother with his entire head blown off, and the book fragments scattered all over the floor due to the impact of the explosion.
He was so skilled that Ning Ning couldn't help but ask, "Do you do this often at home?"
“I learned it after entering the mountains.”
Lin Xun smiled sheepishly: "Master told me that this is a must for sword practitioners."
He's only been here for a short time, and look what he's done to the kid.
Ning Ning couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question: "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, stopped when he heard the voice, hesitated for a moment and then continued, "I have a friend who taught me some ways to save money - this is just my friend's way of doing things, I, I haven't tried it!"
Feeling Ning Ning's gaze, Xiao Bailong took a panicked breath: "Basically... if the door uniform is damaged, there is no need to buy a new one. Just find a piece of white cloth to cut it, and then use gold paint to draw a cloud pattern."
Ningning glanced at his sleeve with horror.
The dark gold lines were crooked like those of a Parkinson's patient. Where a dragon should have been embroidered, there was a weird giant loach with bared teeth and feet bigger than its head.
"Also," Lin Xun added with his head down, "rainwater from rainy days must not be wasted. You can boil it and use it for bathing. It's cleaner than the water in the pond. The rinds from eating watermelons and pumpkins can also be saved and stir-fried at the next meal. This way you can have another dish."
Ningning was shocked.
Ningning really wanted to ask him, is this friend you are talking about you?
But this question was so hurtful that she forced herself not to say it for the sake of the little prince's self-esteem.
When God is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, 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 in this style:
Compulsory course 1: "On the self-cultivation of a poor man."
Compulsory course 2: "Household chores and postpartum care of geese."
Compulsory three: "A friend of mine who steals mushrooms - some thoughts on stealing vegetables when you are penniless."
It's absolutely amazing. It's just an advanced guide for paupers.
"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 white bead that was radiant with brilliance from his arms: "I didn't bring much money with me when I left the East China Sea this time. Only this night-shining pearl is barely valuable. If you don't mind, take it and exchange it for some spirit stones."
It's not like he "didn't bring much money".
Lin Xun left home penniless simply because his master had told him that sword immortals never cared about material things.
Later I found out that Master himself had eaten stir-fried melon rinds before, and even developed a new dish called "Fallen Flowers and Hundred Fragrances".
It's just fried flower petals and tree leaves.
This night-shining pearl was the only valuable thing on his body, and he should have kept it well, but...
The inexperienced Little White Dragon mustered up his courage, glanced quickly at Ningning's pale face, and made a secret decision in his heart.
Since we are from the same school, we should help each other. If his possessions could buy Junior Sister the confidence to continue living, sacrificing this bead would be nothing.
He is a very capable boy! At worst, she can just drink dew and eat leaves. But if the little senior sister goes crazy, her whole life will be over!
Ningning was in mixed feelings.
In the original novel, Lin Xun is indeed a simple-minded and extremely soft-hearted little white lotus. When he sees injustice, even if he is so shy that his face turns red and he stammers, he will still stand up to uphold justice.
A reader pointed out incisively that the reason why the author set him up with this kind of personality is to highlight the hero Pei Ji's decisiveness, coldness and ruthlessness.
To be honest, when Ning Ning read this novel from a God's perspective, she also felt that this little prince was too compassionate, but when she herself became the one being sympathized by him——
This is a little angel, woooo! Even though he was so poor, he still took out his last assets to give to her! So what if he has double standards? Lin Xun is really that good!
"No, no, no, I don't need it."
Ning Ning quickly waved her hands: "Don't you have many spirit stones left?"
She spoke cryptically, and deliberately omitted the incident of Lin Xun eating melon rinds to wash rain water, so as to preserve the child's innocent and fragile self-esteem.
Unexpectedly, the landlord's silly son laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Last time, my senior sister took me to the Wanjian Sect and stole a lot of melons. The melon rinds are enough to eat for several days--"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Xun paused.
He has a strong sense of self-esteem and is very shy. He deliberately concealed his identity and lied that those things were done by "a friend". Now this sentence...
Isn't it just a casual declaration that the friend is himself?
Heat rose to the surface, and the white jade-like face was suddenly covered with a layer of crimson, like a spreading ink ball that became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a bright red covering the entire face.
It’s so, so embarrassing.
He originally wanted to leave a good impression in front of the junior sister.
He has never been good at communicating with others since he was young. Every time he met the junior sister, he was too shy to speak. Today, I heard something strange happening in her room, so I went into the yard without thinking much about it. I never thought that I would end up making such a joke.
Lin Xun was speechless and his mind went blank. Suddenly, he heard Ning Ning's voice in a trance. Her tone was the same as before: "The melons you brought back are enough to eat for several days. How many melons did you and Senior Sister steal? Didn't the Wanjian Sect catch you?"
Maybe she heard it wrongly.
He was talking about "melon rind".
He was feeling nervous, but the junior sister looked calm. 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 receded a little: "Not a small amount. Junior Sister, do you want to hear about our theft of melons?"
Ningning: "You say."
So the topic successfully turned to the melon field between the senior sister and the Wanjian Sect. I heard that the senior sister once said: Stealing melons cannot be considered stealing, but can the work of sword cultivators be considered stealing?
Lin Xun spoke seriously and helped clean up the debris on the floor. He didn't notice that Ning Ning beside him quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Phew, that was close.
Looking at Xiaobailong's red eyes and pale face, fortunately she reacted quickly and pretended to be confused.
Otherwise I might really cry.
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On the second day, Ningning was awakened 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 fell asleep with her tired body.
As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, I saw a few large words floating in my head:
[bite! Mission released! ］
[The Sword Sect Competition is in progress. You are still resentful of being defeated by Pei Ji yesterday and you vow to teach him a lesson. ］
[Please go to the arena immediately and attack Pei Ji who is taking the test in the dark. ］
This plot is finally here.
Ningning sat up from the bed in a daze and touched her messy hair.
This is the starting point of Pei Ji's counterattack, a very impressive plot in the original work.
The internal competition of the Xuanxu Sword Sect 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 was actually a direct disciple of a Jindan stage master.
The disciple's name was Chen Zhao. He studied under Master Qingxu and was very powerful. After witnessing the battle between Pei Ji and Ning Ning yesterday, he knew that he should not underestimate the enemy, and he even used hidden weapons just in case.
——In the Sword Sect Competition, hidden weapons are naturally prohibited.
However, his soul-sucking nail was as thin as a mosquito's leg and could not be detected by spiritual power when it was activated. In addition, the audience seats were far away from the arena, so after he used it to severely injure Pei Ji, no one noticed the trick.
Apart from this person who was causing trouble, the original owner was also doing his best to make things happen.
The sword technique she majored in was called "Xingluo", which emphasized that the sword should be as swift as the wind and as dense as stars. In general, it was fast, fierce and accurate, and could catch the enemy off guard without a trace or an invisible force.
That's right, the original owner vividly demonstrated what it meant to be courting death without any bottom line. When Pei Ji was competing with Chen Zhao, he used sword intent to attack 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 being in a desperate situation was also the time for him to survive.
Thinking of this, Ningning got out of bed, dressed and washed up in one go. When she picked up the Star Mark Sword, she couldn't help thinking that the villains were indeed tools to give experience to the protagonist. This was confirmed.
Thanks to flying with a 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, with swords and sabers flashing on the stage.
In the early morning, Kaiyang Peak was shrouded in clouds and mist. The sunlight broke through the layers of white mist and came down like thousands of sword shadows, visible but without a trace. The mountains and hills are covered with smoke and waves, and the clouds roll and unroll, like a thousand-mile art gallery, with layers of water colors.
From an ordinary person's perspective, one can only see the fleeting afterimages of the two people on the stage. The sharp sword intent reflects a bright white light under the sun's shadow. The two swords clash and cut through the slowly rising mist, like frost and snow floating in the sky and thunder running in silence.
Pei Ji, dressed in black, had an indifferent look on his face. Although he was 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 for her to take action.
She could see the actions of the two people on the stage very clearly, so she knew when to take action.
As the white mist rose, Ning Ning pinched her fingers with one hand and pressed firmly behind Pei Ji.
The rain hits the flying flowers, and the sword moves without leaving any trace.
The invisible sword intent came down, but before Ning Ning could smile, "This tool can only help you so far," the curve of her mouth froze on her face.
Oh.
She is not good at using the secret technique yet, this sword intent...
It seems crooked.
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Pei Ji soon felt the sword wind coming towards him.
Different from Chen Zhao's heavy sword that was full of murderous intent, this sword intent was light and agile, almost unnoticeable. He was very familiar with this feeling, it was the female disciple he fought against yesterday.
A low, rough male voice rang in his mind, causing him to frown subconsciously: "Oh no, someone is attacking us!"
This voice has remained in his body since he was born, and no one else can hear it except Pei Ji.
The voice claimed that it used to be a sword, but its exact 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 with understanding: "Ah, so this is the sound of Chengying Sword."
Of course she knew this voice.
Pei Ji is the reincarnation of the ancient sword god, and his former sword Chengying also entered his body. It’s a pity that time has passed and his current strength is no longer enough to control the magic sword. Chengying’s memory and power have been completely sealed, and he has become a middle-aged uncle who can only nag in the male protagonist’s mind.
"This sword energy... is exactly that of the female cultivator from yesterday."
Chengying chuckled softly, "What on earth is she up to? I know that woman has bad intentions!"
Ningning'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 sideways.
Unexpectedly, just as he revealed this brief flaw, he caught a glimpse of Chen Zhao smiling coldly and his fingertips moving slightly.
The soul-sucking nail was tiny and difficult to discern, and 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 will definitely get hit today.
Cheng Ying could no longer bear it and shouted frantically: "Damn you, bitch! I'll teach you a lesson--"
Before he could finish his words, something unexpected happened.
The trajectory of the Yu Da Fei Hua Jue was not straight, but deviated slightly 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 at this side from the beginning.
The poisonous nails came with great force, the sword moves were like flowing wind and snow, in a flash of lightning -
It just happened to be a straight collision.
The interaction of the two forces is silent and invisible, but the huge waves are hidden beneath the undercurrent, causing huge waves.
The secret is destroyed and the nails are broken.
Chengying: ...
Chengying was shocked.
That woman, how could that woman know the path of the Soul-Sucking Nail! This perfect force, this destined intersection, everything was just right to smash the hidden weapon to pieces...
Is everything under her control?
It looked at the stands with great shock using its spiritual sense, and saw the girl in the white dress effortlessly.
And the smile that hadn't faded from her face.
She was actually laughing.
In other words, did she really... do it on purpose?
First, he realized that Chen Zhao had ill intentions and tried to use a hidden weapon, and then he used sword techniques to force Pei Ji to dodge sideways. 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 cares wholeheartedly for Pei Ji——
She must be a fairy!
“I understand!”
Chengying immediately changed his words and swallowed back all the "stinky woman" in his mouth, his tone trembling with excitement.
"That fairy is not only helping you in secret..."
"She's still an extremely skilled fighter!"
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