"Wow! Master Xian'er is easy to talk to!" Shen Lang felt happy and ran towards Lin Xian'er happily.
"That won't work either!" Lin Yue'er's heart tightened, and she stopped in front of Shen Lang, with a very embarrassed look on her face. She thought to herself that the Moon Shadow Sword and the Mingyue Sword are of the same origin. If you pull out any sword,
They all mean the same thing. "Sister, how can you let him try this kind of thing randomly?"
Of course Lin Xian'er knew the meaning of drawing the sword, and she also knew what Lin Yue'er was worried about, but she smiled indifferently: "What are you afraid of? He can't pull it out anyway."
A long, long time ago, when she was still in the Kunlun Immortal Realm, Lin Xian'er heard the powerful and outrageous Immortal Master say: "A man who can pull out the moon sword must be the emperor of the earth, an unparalleled one."
The person they are is also the person destined to be destined to them."
One is an unparalleled emperor, and the other is a naughty and cute little cunning guy. Lin Xianer really can't connect the two, so she takes it for granted that Shen Lang can't be the destined person in the legend.
.
"But..." Lin Yue'er was still very worried.
"And this guy is very difficult to deal with. If you don't let him try, I'm afraid he won't give up." Lin Xian'er said again.
"Yes!" Shen Lang listened to the conversation between the two and showed an extremely rogue smile: "I will definitely not give up until I achieve my goal!"
"You're not going to give up, are you?" Lin Yue'er looked at Shen Lang who was about to kick his nose in the face, and said fiercely: "I said before that I want you to practice sword practice with me. Now, how about you practice sword practice with me first?"
"Uh..." Shen Lang looked at Lin Yue'er's expression and suddenly felt a little scared.
"Let's settle old and new accounts together... Don't worry, I won't beat you to death." Lin Yue'er winked at Shen Lang and lowered her voice.
Shen Lang understood that the old account should still be the one in the Fairy and Demonic Forest, and the new account should be the one where he forcibly kissed Lin Yue'er yesterday. Then he saw the osmanthus flowers falling under his feet, and the quilt tree not far away.
The sword cut into a bare laurel tree, and my heart suddenly shuddered...
"Ahem! I think it's better not to borrow it." Shen Lang said with a smile.
Lin Yue'er was obviously not in a good mood today. She cut down the osmanthus trees full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees with her sword in the early morning. Now, am I practicing swordplay with her?
Are you kidding, this is just looking for trouble! He is not stupid, even if he wants to borrow the sword, he is not in a hurry!
"Why don't you borrow it again? Come on, practice sword practice with me for a while, and I'll lend it to you soon. Don't make it look like I'm bullying you." Lin Yue'er raised her small chin slightly, deliberately
said.
"Well...I suddenly figured it out. I should take advantage of these few days to gather my thoughts and understand the Tao of Talisman. I shouldn't have such messy thoughts." Shen Lang rolled his eyes, looking like a disciple.
He said in a teaching manner, "Master Yue'er must have done this for my own good."
"You know what's going on." Lin Yue'er snorted, feeling a little helpless. She felt that for various reasons, she should hate this little bastard and be disgusted with this little bastard. But she was very shameless towards this one and said
I can't hate the guy who just gives in.
"Um...two beautiful masters, I'll leave first." Shen Lang was afraid that Lin Yue'er would find an excuse to continue to attack him, so he stepped back and saluted, and said with a smile: "Another day, another day I'll come back
Please be safe!"
...
"This kid is still as timid as before." Lin Xian'er looked at Shen Lang's little back and couldn't help but smile. Then she looked at Lin Yue'er curiously, "Hey, why do I think you've been here for the past two days? Is it always weird? I just asked him to try to draw the sword, why would he have such a big reaction?"
"What if... what if? How could he try such a thing?" Lin Yue'er said with a guilty conscience.
"If he really pulls out his sword, he is the one you are destined for...then marry him. Marriage is destined, who can be better than God?" Lin Xian'er deliberately teased Lin Yue'er, " Oh, by the way, he already has two wives, and the bed is still a bit small and too crowded. I will change it to a bigger bed for the four of you."
Hearing these words and thinking about the ridiculous scene, Lin Yue'er's face turned red. Lin Xian'er could joke about this matter, but she really couldn't afford it. Because...
Because she is different from Lin Xian'er, she has had that kind of relationship with Shen Lang a long time ago. Strictly speaking, she, like Xia Qianye and Xia Qianjie, are both Shen Lang's women. It is precisely for this reason that she is here I feel even more guilty about the matter...
"Hmph, what do you mean we four? If he is really that person, you, sister, will also have to pay for it." Lin Yue'er snorted. The more she felt weak in her heart, the tougher her words became, "So, you better prepare. Let’s get a bigger bed for five people.”
"So what? If he has the ability, just pull out the sword. I'll wait for him." Lin Xian'er didn't care at all, because she was very sure that Shen Lang couldn't be the legendary emperor of the earth, unparalleled in the world. hero.
That kind of certainty was just like... Lin Xian'er raised her head and glanced at the sun peeking out from the dark clouds. She was sure it wouldn't rain today.
...
Shen Lang left the residence of the two beautiful masters all the way, still confused, thinking that Lin Yue'er had such a big reaction before, maybe there is a secret in it!
"But what is the secret?"
Regarding the matter of drawing the sword, Shen Lang originally only had the idea of trying it out, and regarded it as a dispensable idea that may not have much practical significance.
But Lin Yue'er tried every possible means to prevent Shen Lang from doing this, which only aroused more curiosity in his heart, and he felt as if he had been scratched by a cat, which was very uncomfortable.
"If you have a chance in a few days, you must try it!" Shen Lang secretly made up his mind.
However, he knew that he would never have a chance to touch the sword now, so after making this decision secretly, he did not take action immediately, but walked towards his residence.
Lin Xian'er's guess may be right. The sky is slowly getting clearer, and maybe it won't rain today. Shen Lang also thought it wouldn't rain, so after returning home, under Xia Xiaoniu's strong suggestion, the three Let's go on an outing together in the neighborhood.
There are eight sceneries in Qingyun, seven of which are occupied by the Seven Peaks. The eighth scene is naturally the pure and enchanting Bihu Lake in Bihu Xiaozhu, which is as blue as the ribbon around a woman's waist, and the Wangyou Forest beside the lake.
Xia Qianye blinked her long and sparse eyelashes slightly, looking at the bamboo leaves falling rustlingly in the forest. "I heard that there used to be a bamboo house in the forest, which was left by an old friend. It was a place where one could forget about one's worries and self, and be pure and inactive. This bamboo forest is named after him."
Shen Lang vaguely guessed who the old friend was. The bamboo house was no longer there, and the inactivity in the past was no longer there. But in this bamboo forest, Shen Lang could still feel the residual joy and purity, so he also felt It also started to become purer.
The three of them were playing in the bamboo forest, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world, and in the joyful and playful atmosphere... The sky, which had become clearer, suddenly started to rain...
"Ah! Sister! Your guess seems to be wrong!" Under the laurel tree at the other end of the green lake, Lin Yue'er covered her head with one hand and held a sword in the other, running to the eaves to take shelter from the rain.
However, I don’t know if her guess is correct. Is it referring to the weather, or is it referring to something about a certain person?