261, [Yan Li's Gift] (Monthly Ticket Request!)

Lu Xun was unconscious, and it was Gui Bo, whose age was unknown, who brought him out of the secluded secret room.

Gui Bo leaned on a cane with one hand and lightly tapped with the other hand, and Lu Xun's body floated up and followed him.

After leaving the secret room, since flying was not allowed on the Tibetan Mountain, Lu Xun was carried down the mountain by the mute old man.

After the old man with white hair carried the young man to the foot of the mountain, he took off and sent him to the back mountain of the Demon Sect.

At the top of the back mountain, in front of the small study.

Zhuge Laifu was making tea for the gentleman, Mao Nanbei was lazily lying on a large rattan chair to bask in the sun, and Lin Chan was peeling lychees for her.

When everyone saw that Lu Xun came back unconscious, they quickly stood up, looking surprised.

Only the gentleman looked calm, still holding up his orchid finger, drinking tea leisurely.

"Junior brother, wake up, junior brother!" Mao Nanbei jumped up and pinched Lu Xun's face floating in the air, shouting.

Lu Xun had no reaction and was unconscious.

Zhuge Laifu took Lu Xun and asked, "Uncle Gui, Junior Brother..."

Uncle Gui waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Lin Chan stood aside, looking at her master, but the anxiety in her eyes slowly dissipated and turned into doubt.

The impulse in her heart to "hold the master as a sword" became stronger and stronger!

The master is more and more like a sword, to be precise, more and more like a good sword!

She didn't know how to describe her feeling now.

How to say it, if the master was a low-grade spiritual sword before, now it is at least a medium-grade spiritual sword!

While she cursed herself as a "wicked disciple" in her heart, she felt that the master was so tempting that she couldn't help but want to touch him.

She tentatively touched the unconscious master who fell in the arms of the third uncle. The moment her fingers touched, she felt like she was holding a long sword!

Damn! This wonderful feeling is so addictive!

Highly addictive!

Lin Chan quickly retracted her little hand and kept chanting in her heart: "Evil disciple! Evil disciple! Evil disciple..."

Quickly dispel your idea!

"Master is a man, not a sword, Master is a man, not a sword... Master is a sword, not a man... Bah bah bah! Master is a man, not a sword..."

At this moment, the gentleman sitting on the stone bench had finished the hot tea in the teacup and put down the teacup with his orchid finger raised.

He seemed not to move, but in fact he entered the secret room where Yan Li was in seclusion in an instant, raised his hand and knocked on his head, and then instantly returned to the door of the small study.

Because the movement was too fast, it seemed that he stayed in the same place without moving.

What a nonsense!

But it actually... worked!

"Old Third, send your junior brother back to the house." The master ordered.

"Yes." Zhuge Laifu held Lu Xun and put him on the bed in the bedroom.

After doing all this, Zhuge Laifu came to the door again and saw Gui Bo was about to make tea for the master, and hurriedly said: "Gui Bo, let me do it, you sit down and drink some too."

Gui Bo smiled and nodded, then sat down slowly.

Mao Nanbei glanced into the house, still a little worried, and asked: "Sir, will the junior brother be okay?"

"It's okay, at most he will be unconscious for a few days." The master seemed unconcerned.

"Ah?" Mao Nanbei's cat ears drooped immediately, no longer standing straight, and looked very disappointed.

"He still owes me a month's worth of desserts!" Mao Nanbei kicked his little feet in the air a few times, aggrieved.

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Lu Xun was unconscious for seven days.

During these seven days, he would break out in cold sweat every night, and his black robe would be soaked, and then the water removal technique on the black robe would automatically eliminate it.

Who would have thought that the task [Sword Intent] would also be carried out when unconscious.

Just like the whipping of love by the second senior sister before, he started the whipping journey of the eldest senior brother.

Every night, in the dead of night, he would feel an invisible sword stabbing at him.

He couldn't stop it, and was "stabbed to death" every night!

During these seven days, he kept transforming between life and death.

I died-I lived again-I died again...

Sword Intent is a very mysterious thing, especially when it comes to the realm of the second senior sister and the eldest senior brother, the sword intent seems even more mysterious.

Therefore, Lu Xun actually couldn't perceive too much, everything was very abstract, he just felt: "Awesome, awesome, really awesome."

He couldn't feel the difference between the sword intent of the eldest senior brother and the second senior sister for the time being, anyway, they could both "stab" him to death with one sword.

Vegetative senior brother, stuttering second senior sister, really... they are both ruthless and don't talk much!

At this moment, it was late at night, the moon was high, and after Lu Xun was "stabbed to death" again, he suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating and breathing heavily.

Lin Chan, who had been taking care of him by his side, was also awakened. Seeing that the master had woken up, her face was happy.

What disappointed her a little was that after the master woke up, all the breath was restrained, and the strong feeling of "man is the sword" dissipated completely.

"But it's good this way, so that I can't help but touch the master." Lin Chan said in her heart.

During the days when Lu Xun was unconscious, she had a hard time.

Once she couldn't help it, she stretched out her fingertips and gently poked Lu Xun, then quickly retracted, and then poked again after a while, and retracted again...

She felt that this was disrespectful to the master, but the master's body was really fragrant...

"I... I'll just poke it!" She always said this in her heart.

When Lu Xun woke up, he saw Lin Chan staring at him and smiled, "What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Lin Chan's cheeks immediately flushed, and she lowered her head and dared not look at him.

"Go get me a glass of water." Lu Xun said.

Lin Chan quickly picked up the kettle and poured a full glass of water for Lu Xun.

Lu Xun drank it all in one gulp, and felt refreshed all over.

It felt like a long sword was tempered by hot fire and then cooled down in water.

He drank three cups in a row before he felt that he had drunk enough.

After drinking, he began to explore the changes in his body.

He was sure that his body must have changed!

He still remembered the last scene when he met the eldest brother.

《Shock! The first time they met, the eldest brother actually did this to the younger brother! 》

He was so familiar with the [Sword Cultivation Technique] that he was sure that the senior brother had used it on him before he left!

This was so sour and refreshing, it was simply a hit to the soul!

Lu Xun first looked at the small sword in his sword heart and found that it had not changed at all.

"It seems that only I can cultivate this heart sword." He concluded in his heart.

Then the question is, what is the senior brother cultivating with this sword cultivation technique?

Could it be me?

Okay, here comes the second title.

《Shock! The senior brother actually wants to raise me! 》

"Let's take a look at the panel information first. The panel information is the most reliable and can reflect all my conditions." Lu Xun said in his heart.

It's not a big deal for him to study blindly. On the contrary, the game system can reflect his personal situation to the greatest extent.

With this mentality, Lu Xun opened his character panel:

[Name: Lu Xun]

[Template: NPC]

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All the previous contents were normal until he saw the following column:

[Race: Human]

[Human] was followed by four words:

——[Middle-grade Spirit Sword]!

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