The eldest grandson Zijun woke up and saw the half empty bed beside him. He was stunned for a moment.

Last night he and Yi Xichen fought all night, according to common sense, Yi Xichen should not be able to get out of bed for three days and three nights, his back and waist aches and he waited for him to massage them, and then he would have to continue for three days and three nights after the massage. In fact, sometimes Zhang Sunzijun was also confused, according to this development, Yi Xichen should have grown up with the bed. Why is he sometimes suddenly flirting with women like nothing happened, making those tigers and wolves outside salivate?

Even Sun Zijun himself couldn't understand this timeline. As the protagonist of the story, he couldn't see through the author's setting. When the story needed to develop, Yi Xichen would automatically be freed from the curse of "being unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights". When he didn't know how the story should develop, then three days would be repeated. Three days is too many.

The eldest grandson Jun couldn't figure it out, and he was too lazy to think about it, so he got up and washed up. A strange feeling lingered in his heart, as if something had changed, but it seemed that this was the right thing to do. At this moment, the poor eldest grandson Jun didn't know that although he was still the same person, his settings had been distorted by a mysterious force from another dimension, including his memory and various functions of his body. But he was the only one who was distorted.

After getting dressed and changing into disciple's clothes, the eldest grandson Jun went out.

It was still very early at this time, and most of the disciples of Tianjian Mountain were still sleeping. The most diligent disciples in the sect were him and Yi Xichen. This was also the reason why he and Yi Xichen walked the highest and farthest in the end. Although they were naturally gifted, hard work was also rewarded by heaven.

When the eldest grandson Zijun arrived at Taohuaping, he saw a blue-clothed disciple practicing swordplay in the sea of ​​flowers. His figure was as graceful as a startled bird and as elegant as a swimming dragon. Before he even saw his face, he knew that this person was Yi Xichen. The fan fiction author had set him up so that as soon as he saw Yi Xichen, his lower body would become as hard as iron. So in general, to determine whether Yi Xichen was within a hundred meters of him, the eldest grandson Zijun did not rely on his eyes, nose, or ears to see, but only on whether he raised his head with a silver spear.

The eldest grandson frowned in displeasure. This Yi Xichen, even with the child in her arms, was still so restless. First, she sucked her fingers during dinner last night, which made her so ferocious that she fought him for three hundred rounds. And this morning, she got up so early to practice swordplay. She really didn't take care of her health!

At the same time, he was a little puzzled: He should have been appreciating such beautiful body movements and swordsmanship, but where did this physiological reaction come from? When did he become a beast whose happiness and unhappiness were completely reflected by his lower body? - After leaving the distorted world, the eldest grandson Jun suddenly became smarter and began to reflect on unreasonable things.

The figure stopped, and Yi Xichen's cheerful voice came over: "Zijun, you're here!"

Yi Xichen ran over, looked at his eldest grandson Zijun, and said with a wicked smile: "You spent the whole night with me last night. Did you have a good rest?"

The eldest grandson Zijun glanced at Yi Xichen's flexible waist and buttocks and asked: "Does your buttocks hurt?"

Yi Xichen touched his buttocks blankly: "Why does my butt hurt?"

The eldest grandson Zijun remained silent, secretly wondering if Yi Xichen was mocking him for not working hard enough.

Yi Xichen did not dwell on the previous topic and said with a smile: "Zijun, come and practice sword with me."

The eldest grandson Jun shook his head. Practicing swordplay with Yi Xichen was the most boring part of his daily life. The fan fiction author added a setting for them that "whenever they practice swordplay together, they will 100% end up in bed." In other words, no matter what they do together, they will automatically fall into the setting of "100% ending up in bed." The eldest grandson Jun felt very tired.

Yi Xichen was stunned. This was the first time he invited his senior brother to practice sword with him but was rejected. His eldest grandson, Zijun, was a sword fanatic, and their practice together was like a harmonious couple.

Yi Xichen teased him with a sly look on his face: "Zijun is afraid of hurting me, will you feel bad?"

You also know that jumping around with a child in your arms can easily lead to injury? The eldest grandson, Jun, became increasingly irritated and said in a scolding tone, "Don't you know what's wrong with you? Why are you still making such a fuss?"

"Ah?" Yi Xichen was stunned by his scolding. What was wrong with him? Was he kidding me? What happened to his eldest grandson Zijun today?

The eldest grandson Zijun turned around and wanted to leave, but Yi Xichen did not let him go so easily. He shouted, "Zijun, watch out for the sword!" Then he stabbed him in the vest with the sword!

Yi Xichen was sure that his eldest grandson Jun could catch the sword. He had just become interested in practicing and was eager to find someone to practice with. There was no one more suitable than his eldest grandson Jun. As expected, his eldest grandson Jun did not take his little trick seriously. He drew his sword, turned around, and easily blocked his move.

Yi Xichen's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and he smiled. Changsun Zijun felt his hand was burned, and the sword in his hand almost fell off. It turned out that Yi Xichen secretly added a fire talisman to the sword before he turned around, and Changsun Zijun fell into his trap as soon as he made a move.

But this was just a trick he played to tease his eldest grandson, Zijun. Yi Xichen quickly backed away and then started to show his moves seriously.

After a few rounds of fighting, the eldest grandson Zijun couldn't help but feel curious. Yi Xichen was very strange today! In the past, when practicing sword, Yi Xichen always twisted his waist and hips, like dancing erotically, and he would not stop until he made his heart flutter. But he didn't like it in his heart. A sword is a sword, it is the sword of a cultivator, and it is also the heart of a sword cultivator. It should not be associated with obscene things, so he didn't think much of Yi Xichen's sword in the past. Today, Yi Xichen's exhilarating sword moves are what he appreciates.

"It's rare that you act like a man." The eldest grandson Jun praised lightly.

"??? I'm a man!" Yi Xichen's mouth twitched. What's wrong with Zijun today? He's making threatening remarks to provoke me? That's not his character!

A sharp sword energy passed by Yi Xichen's side, and Yi Xichen quickly dodged, and a piece of his clothes was cut off. The eldest grandson Jun was startled and quickly retracted his attack - he couldn't help but devote himself to it, and showed some real skills, almost hurting Yi Xichen.

Yi Xichen didn't take it seriously at all. He pointed his sword and a small rocket shot towards the toes of the eldest grandson Jun. The eldest grandson Jun quickly dodged and stepped on a stone that Yi Xichen had just kicked. The eldest grandson Jun thought it was just a stone and didn't take it seriously. Who knew that when he stepped on it, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his foot and thought it was not good, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The brown slime that splashed out from the "stone" stained the shoes of the eldest grandson Jun, making him feel extremely disgusted.

"Hahahaha!" Yi Xichen burst into laughter.

In Tianjian Sect, Yi Xichen was probably the least talented disciple. He had a false spiritual root of fire attribute, and if it weren't for the fact that the elders of Tianjian Sect's Medicine Pavilion saw his parents' origin, they would never have accepted a disciple like him with poor qualifications and roots.

Although Yi Xichen worked very hard, his lack of talent was difficult to make up for. His sword energy and sword intent could not catch up with others no matter what, which led him to resort to unconventional means, often performing some tricks that made people laugh and cry, but he was able to win by taking advantage of the situation.

Seeing that his eldest grandson Jun was hit, Yi Xichen walked towards him with a sly smile. He accidentally stepped on a haystack covered with dew, slipped, and fell backwards in shock.

The eldest grandson, Jun, was even more anxious than him. He immediately threw away his shoes that were stuck with slime and rushed over: "Be careful of our children!!"

Yi Xichen was startled: "Huh???"

Finally, the eldest grandson Zijun hugged Yi Xichen's waist before he fell to the ground.

The eldest grandson, Zijun, scolded him with a stern face: "I don't care if you hurt yourself! But the child is not yours alone! Why are you always so willful!"

“…My, our child?! What?” Yi Xichen’s expression fell.

"If you hate me, come at me, the child is innocent!" The eldest grandson Jun put his hand on his abdomen with a serious face, but after a moment, because he didn't feel the fetal movement, his expression also broke: "Yi Xichen, you miscarried again??!!"

Yi Xichen: “???!!!”