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After Lin Chan wrote the word "sword" on Mao Nanbei's hand, the "stupid" Mao Nanbei thought for a long time before figuring out what she wrote. Google Search Reading

After all, Lin Chan wrote on her palm, which was equivalent to the word being upside down for others. Only because Lu Xun and Lin Chan were used to communicating in this way, would they react so quickly.

"Sword? What does it mean?" Mao Nanbei didn't understand.

Lin Chan didn't really understand either.

She just had a very subtle feeling, as if a sword was unsheathed in Lu Xun's room!

Her room was only separated from Lu Xun's by a wall. After sensing this, she stood guard at the door of Lu Xun. She had a hunch that it would be better for the master not to be disturbed at this time.

Mao Nanbei saw that Lin Chan couldn't explain it, so he said, "Well, then I won't go in. We said we were going to pick winter jujubes together today, hum!"

Mao Nanbei, carrying a small basket, jumped away.

Lin Chan still stood outside the door obediently.

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It was dark, and then it was light again.

Lu Xun lay on the bed, and opened his eyes in a daze.

He was surprised to find that his sword intent, which was like a thick fog, had been circling around his fingertips.

"Have I been in the state of drawing the sword since I fell into a coma?" Lu Xun rubbed his eyebrows, a little confused.

He waved his sleeves directly, and the sword energy and sword intent in his hand dissipated completely.

After opening his character panel, he saw that [Sword Training] had become level 5.

"This upgrade is really painful." Lu Xun was speechless.

He felt that he was abused.

But the gains were still huge.

He observed the small sword in his sword heart. It seemed that there was no change, but Lu Xun could feel that it was getting stronger!

But... it still looked a little stupid and had no intelligence.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you didn't open up, so Dad was relieved." Lu Xun said to the sword son in his body.

Then, he observed the power of the current sword-cultivation technique.

At level 1, the critical strike effect is 200%. Before level 5, the critical strike effect increases by 100% for each level. When it breaks through to level 5, the critical strike effect actually jumps directly to 800%!

Lu Xun thought about it. If he had upgraded the sword-cultivation technique to level 5 before asking for the sword... he could easily give Ye Sui'an a chill and a heart-warming feeling!

Lu Xun, who had gained a lot, was in a good mood. Although his mental state was still a little tired, the feeling of continuing to get stronger was really great.

Pushing open the door, Lu Xun saw Lin Chan standing outside the door.

"What's wrong? Why are you staying at the door?" Lu Xun asked.

Lin Chan shook her head and didn't tell her master that she had actually been standing at the door for a long time.

She just grabbed Lu Xun's palm and wrote in his palm: "Master, do you want to eat something?"

She thought her master should be hungry.

Lu Xun nodded and said, "I'm a little hungry. Come with me to the kitchen and help me."

Lin Chan followed Lu Xun obediently, but an idea that surprised her came to her mind.

"I feel like my master is like a sword now!"

She even had the urge to hold her master in her hands and dance the sword in the air a few times.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Lin Chan immediately scolded herself as a "wicked disciple"!

"Lin Chan, how can you have such a rebellious idea!"

After scolding herself, she couldn't help but imagine the scene of holding her master in her hands and dancing his body like a sword, and she couldn't help laughing.

She held back her laughter, scolded herself as a wicked disciple in her heart, and couldn't help but continue to imagine the scene. Her little shoulders shrugged from time to time, and it was very hard to hold back.

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Lu Xun cooked three bowls of noodles. Why did only two people cook three bowls of noodles? Because Mao Nanbei would soon run to the kitchen following the smell.

Sure enough, not long after, Mao Nanbei rushed in from the window. Kittens don’t like to go through the front door, so they like to run around.

“Cook noodles, little junior brother, slurp!” Mao Nanbei stood in front of the stove. Because she was too short, she jumped up to take a look.

“Fourth Senior Sister, don’t look at it. I cooked three bowls. You have your share.”

Mao Nanbei heard the words, and his cat ears moved comfortably. Seeing that Lu Xun was still making the sauce, he waited aside and started to eat his fingers again.

Putting the three bowls of noodles on the table, the three of them started to eat.

While eating noodles, Mao Nanbei asked: "Junior brother, slurp, how come you slept for so long this time? Slurp!"

Lu Xun smiled and said in a nonchalant tone: "Nothing, just a little enlightenment, a breakthrough in the sword-cultivation technique."

"Is that so!" Mao Nanbei did not ask more, but asked: "Then will we go to pick winter jujubes later?"

What she was thinking about was actually forming a team to climb trees and pick jujubes.

"Let's go." Lu Xun did not intend to spoil Mao Nanbei's interest, not to mention that after eating the jujubes in the back mountain, he felt refreshed. He was feeling mentally exhausted at the moment, and the jujubes were good for his recovery.

While eating noodles, Lu Xun also asked: "Fourth Senior Sister, what level have you practiced the sword-cultivation technique to?"

"Me? I'm at the seventh level, awesome, right?" Mao Nanbei moved his cat ears proudly, looking a little proud.

She shook the golden bells on her hands. As long as she wanted, the two bells could turn into two knives at any time, and then she said: "I'll chop your head off with one knife!"

Lu Xun nodded and praised: "It's amazing."

Seeing that Mao Nanbei had finished the beef in her bowl, he smiled and put a few pieces of his own beef into her bowl.

Then, he looked at Lin Chan's small bowl. There was obviously still meat in it, but he still gave Lin Chan a few pieces.

Both rain and dew are touched.

"Fourth Senior Sister, at what level has the Second Senior Sister's sword-raising skills... reached?" Lu Xun asked again.

"The ninth level." Mao Nanbei said while eating the beef that Lu Xun gave her, "Don't you know that the reason why Second Senior Sister has been meditating in the bamboo forest is to attack the tenth level of sword-raising?"

Lu Xun: "..."

No one told me!

If you think about it this way, isn't the wooden hairpin stuck in Second Senior Sister's hair very strong! ?

Mao Nanbei finished eating, slumped on the chair, touched his round belly with a satisfied look on his face, and said:

"Junior brother, which level have you reached now? Are you at the third level?"

Lu Xun put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I just broke through to the fifth level."

When Mao Nanbei heard this, his eyes widened slightly at first, and he stared at Lu Xun for a few times, with a look of disbelief on his face. Then, the pair of black cat ears slowly drooped down...

——The little kitten is autistic.

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