Chapter 367: The Half-Demon Fox's Black Moonlight Monk (Finale)
Shen Xinran was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "God damn Tiandao, no matter who he was, he would still be the God damn Tiandao. Why did he win just now?"
Hu Changfeng sighed, "Why is Junior Sister scolding me in her heart? This makes me even more sad."
Shen Xinran's eyes widened instantly. The male protagonist could actually hear her thoughts. Should he leave her a chance to live?
Hu Changfeng took a step forward, put his arm around Shen Xinran's waist, and said with a faint smile: "Don't be afraid, little sister. I can only hear people's wishes and curses against me. I can't hear anything else."
Shen Xinran breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but in order to prevent the male protagonist from lying to her, she said in her heart: Xie Yan is a thousand times more handsome than Hu Changfeng.
After she finished speaking, she stared intently into Hu Changfeng's eyes. Very good, no changes at all.
What she didn't know was that the moment she looked away, Hu Changfeng's eyes became dim.
At the same time, Xie Yan, who was far away in Lingxiao Sect, was walking on the road when he suddenly fell down and his face was swollen.
Hu Changfeng was unwilling to release the system, and Shen Xinran had no choice, but she remembered her promise to Wu Jieying and forged a sword for her.
So the next day, Shen Xinran brought the prepared materials to the weapon refining hall, ready to tailor a twin sword for Wu Jieying.
Normally it is just one sword, but when in danger, it can transform into two swords.
Since Wu Jieying has a top-grade ice spiritual root, the sword that Shen Xinran made for her also has ice attributes.
Here, Chen Xinran was concentrating on refining the sword in the weapon refining hall, with flames and sword shadows intertwined.
However, the atmosphere in the meeting hall here was unusual. The elders sat together and discussed the succession of the leader of the Tianjian Sect.
The elder of the First Peak broke the silence: "Our Heavenly Sword Sect cannot be without a leader for a day. If you have any recommendations for candidates, please speak frankly."
"How about Wu Jieying?" an elder suggested. "She's Sect Master Li's disciple and Wu Qingge's sister. Perhaps she can contain that person."
The other elders nodded, "Yes, we can let her try."
Wu Jieying was summoned to the meeting hall. However, when she heard the elders nominate her as the new leader, she refused without hesitation: "I ask for your understanding, elders. This is not my ambition."
The elder who made the suggestion nodded and said, "In that case, we respect your opinion. Please step aside first!"
Wu Jieying left the meeting hall with an upright posture. What she longed for was freedom and unrestrainedness, rather than being bound by the responsibilities of a clan leader.
Another elder suggested: "Master Li should leave behind a daughter and let her be the new master. This should also convince the people."
Yi Xiaoyue was summoned to the meeting hall shortly after. Facing the elders' proposal, she also firmly rejected it: "I have no intention of becoming the sect leader."
Tang Liangchen couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
Yi Xiaoyue's answer was firm and concise: "I just don't want to follow his old path."
Tang Liangchen was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "In that case, you should also step down!"
Two consecutive candidates refused the position of suzerain, which caused the elders to fall into a brief silence.
However, the Elders' Council has a new candidate, that is Li Yizhi's fifth disciple Yang Qingyi, who is also considered an outstanding talent among the new generation.
Yang Qingyi entered the meeting hall and was a little surprised when the elders asked him to be the new head. However, he quickly recovered and clasped his hands together, saying, "I will definitely live up to my mission."
This made the elders feel relieved. If they were rejected one after another, they would be embarrassed.
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After half a year of meticulous work, Shen Xinran finally completed the masterpiece in her mind.
At the moment the sword was completed, the sky was filled with brilliant rays of light, as if even the heaven and earth were cheering for the birth of this sword.
Although this sword does not possess the power of a divine sword, its sharpness and spiritual energy are enough to make it rank among the immortal swords.
That afternoon, Shen Xinran handed the sword to Wu Jieying and said with a smile, "Sister, I made this sword specifically for you!"
Wu Jieying took the sword and waved it gently. When the sword light flashed, it resonated harmoniously with the ice spirit root in her body.
What surprised her was that during battle, this sword could split into two swords when the enemy was not paying attention, giving the enemy a surprise attack.
Wu Jieying's eyes sparkled with joy. "Does this sword have a name?"
Shen Xinran shook his head and said with a smile, "Not yet. I think it would be more appropriate for you to name it."
Wu Jieying gently stroked the sword, feeling the connection between its aura and her own. She whispered, "Then let's call it 'Sister Sword'!"
Shen Xinran smiled and nodded, "Okay."
When Shen Xinran returned to his residence, he saw Hu Changfeng leaning against the door from a distance, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Hu Changfeng saw her return and immediately went forward to greet her, saying pitifully: "Junior Sister, I am also in need of a sword."
Chen Xinran said with a stern face: "Then what?" You are the way of heaven. If you are short of a sword, can't you buy it yourself? What does it have to do with her?
Hu Changfeng had a flattering smile on his face, "Then little sister, please help me make a sword!"
Chen Xinran rolled his eyes and suggested, "I'll refine the sword for you, and you return the system to me."
Hu Changfeng pouted in dissatisfaction, "When Junior Senior Sister made the sword for your sister, she didn't ask for any conditions."
Shen Xinran answered confidently, "That's because my sister will give me whatever I want."
Hu Changfeng refused to be outdone, "I can do it too."
Shen Xinran nodded, "Then return the system to me."
Hu Changfeng avoided the topic: "Except this."
Shen Xinran pursed his lips into a straight line. Deciding to go all out, he took out a Heavenly Thunder Ball and pretended to threaten, "If you don't give it to me, we'll both perish."
A hint of surprise flashed across Hu Changfeng's face, and then it turned into a sad expression: "Junior Sister, your words are really sad. I just want you to accompany me more."
Chen Xinran remained unmoved and calmly proposed a condition: "Then there must be a deadline."
Hu Changfeng frowned slightly, as if seriously considering Shen Xinran's proposal, and tentatively said, "How about a thousand years?"
Shen Xinran shook his head without hesitation, "No, a hundred years at most."
Hu Changfeng sighed softly, "Junior Sister is always so cruel, but I still like her very much."
After he finished speaking, he kissed Shen Xinran's lips, his movements gentle, as if he was treating some treasure.
His hands were not idle either. He put one arm around Shen Xinran's waist and took the Tianlei Zi from Shen Xinran's hand with the other.
Shen Xinran was breathless from his kiss and noticed that Hu Changfeng had taken away the Tianleizi, but she was not panicked at all.
Because she made ten in total, even if Hu Changfeng took this one away, she would still have several left.
However, when Shen Xinran returned to her residence and opened the storage ring, she found that all her bombs had disappeared, replaced by some stones.
Chen Xinran angrily confronted Hu Changfeng and asked, "Where is my Tian Lei Zi?"
Hu Changfeng smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "That thing is too dangerous. I was afraid that my junior sister would get hurt, so I threw them all away."
Shen Xinran asked again: "Where did these stones come from?"
Hu Changfeng explained, "Didn't Junior Sister promise to help me forge a sword? These are the materials. If you need anything else, please tell me."
Shen Xinran was so angry that he gritted his teeth. How could there be such an unreasonable person in this world?
Hu Changfeng approached Shen Xinran, a glint of anticipation flashing in his eyes: "I want that double sword. When the time comes, my junior sister and I will each have one. We will definitely be the envy of others."
Shen Xinran remained silent.
Hu Changfeng asked, "Did you hear that, Junior Sister?"
Shen Xinran rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "I heard it."
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