His equipment's attributes jumped from 595 to 1160 in an instant, and he also gained two new school uniforms, Confucian Snow River, which he could switch between.
His current appearance is that of Xuehetao... a male Qixiu, but his appearance is that of Xiutai's Xuehetao.
So his Jianwang 3 system would occasionally make some clever changes... which was nothing to be happy about. He would rather it be the same as the Shaolin system in the game!
Long Xun opened her eyes, expressionless, and flicked out a pink petal. Her bare feet, as white as jade, lightly touched the water's surface, and she gracefully took flight like a flying apsara from Dunhuang... To Wu Zhou, her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful.
Landing on the island from the lake, Long Xun looked up at Wu Zhou, who was also looking down from a tree branch. This pair of master and disciple from the game had met again after who knows how much time had passed.
Long Xun twirled his twin swords in a beautiful flourish, then gracefully withdrew them as if dancing... This made his expression even colder.
He coldly uttered two words to Wu Zhou: "Master."
Wu Zhou jumped down from the tree and stood in front of Long Xun. The coldness on her beautiful face faded, and she became much gentler.
His lips moved slightly, but Wu Zhou ultimately just responded with a simple "Mm," just as Long Xun always did when he called him.
Perhaps sensing that this might cause Long Xun to misunderstand, Wu Zhou frowned slightly and said one word to Long Xun: "Come."
Wu Zhou, bathed in a purple halo, with butterfly wings sprouting from his back, soared and flew towards the Three Lives Tree. Long Xun followed behind him, adorned with ribbons and petals, her silver hair fluttering, her waist supple, her posture graceful, flying as if she were a celestial being.
If only his expression didn't have such a strong murderous look.
When the two landed on the Three Lives Tree, Tang Qi, who had already received the news, was already waiting there with his newly accepted disciple.
[Current] Tang Qi: Disciple, let me tell you, this is your senior brother's disciple, which means he is your nephew!
[Current] Yin Chen: Oh~! I understand!
Then, Wu Zhou and Long Xun landed one after the other. Before Tang Qi could come up to introduce them, Yin Chen, who was still wearing the Beggar Clan's beginner's outfit, changed his stiff and dull appearance like the other players. He opened his arms, cheered, and jumped into Long Xun's arms.
Long Xun's cold expression softened instantly. He hugged Yin Chen's waist, lifted him up, and spun him around. Then, with one hand on the back of Yin Chen's head and the other tightly around him, he gave him a long, passionate kiss.
Tang Qi: "..."
Holy crap! What's going on?! Disciple, you...you...you control yourself! \(”▔□▔)/! Don't just pounce on my grand-disciple, your niece, just because she's so beautiful!
Wu Zhou: "..."
That's good, junior. Worthy of learning from.
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