Mastering the bugs of the world, I won numbness in the comprehension text

The two of them ran in opposite directions, one at a time, but both wanted to let the kite fly in the wind.

After running for a long time, the kite kept falling down halfway. Not only was Lingyu a little discouraged, was she really that stupid? She couldn't even let go of the kite!

The more this happened, the more unconvinced she became, and Fanyin also patiently accompanied her to fly over and over again. Unconsciously, the sun set over the west mountain, and the clouds were dyed orange-red, illuminating the surrounding area with a dim red.

It was just before dark, under a clear red sky, that the paper kite finally took off. At this time, the paper kites in the sky had already fallen one by one, and only their 'Peppa Pig' was still flying hard towards the sky.

Lingyu controlled the thread, watching 'Page' getting higher and higher, gradually blurring, feeling a little sad for some reason. When Fanyin came over, he saw the girl holding the thread in her hand, bathing in the sunset, her face just falling.

There was a clear light, but it still could not hide the worry in her eyes.

"I really don't know how such a little pig managed to fuse." Ming Ming was separated physically and mentally all the time.

He took her into his arms, held her hand, and helped her control the thread.

She was afraid that she would forget the control line because of her distraction. When the kite fell, she would be extremely sad, but she thought it was God's will and would not take the initiative to change it.

Thinking of this, Fanyin not only let out a long sigh, but also looked at the paper kite, which was getting higher and higher in the sky and was about to escape its control.

"Who is the little pig? You are the one!" She was just dazed for a while, but she didn't lose her mind!

Lingyu turned her head and looked at the person behind her fiercely. She must be talented and smart no matter what! She is full of spiritual energy, and she looks a bit stupid there!

"Yes, it's what the lady said." Seeing her come back to her senses, Fanyin did not refute, but followed her words, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from rising. No matter what, it seemed that he was mocking himself.

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable I became, and I lost all intention of flying a kite. Just when I was about to say something, I suddenly felt a lightening of my hand. When I looked back, I saw that Peppa Pig, which was close to the sky, had lost control and was rowing crookedly in the air.

I twist the thread seven or eight times, and I don’t know where it will fall, carried by the wind.

Fanyin suppressed his smile, whispered an instruction, then tiptoed to the ground and flew towards the piggy in the air.

Before the kite had time to fall, it followed him to the front of Lingyu. Everything happened in an instant, and his words had not even landed.

Lingyu felt that something was wrong, but when she looked at the young man's bright smile, she forgot that there was something wrong.

A foundation-building cultivator can teleport without having to perform magic tricks? And it's so fast?

However, Fanyin's talent in cultivation has always been far superior to hers, and she can build a foundation at any time, but her spiritual power has long been defeated by her eight hundred times.

Thinking like this, Lingyu's heart fell to the ground.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that the young man had packed his things and was playing with something like a tassel in his hand. Not only did she arouse her curiosity, she threw herself on the young man's back and took away the things in his hands. Only then did she realize that

At that time, there was an extremely beautiful sword tassel, with a piece of green-gold jade on the red tassel. The jade was of high quality. Under the sunlight, you could faintly see the green-gold lines flowing inside.

However, this thing doesn't look like it was brought by a boy. It is full of feminine atmosphere. Thinking of this, Lingyu looked at him with murderous eyes: "Is this prepared for that little lady again?"

Fanyin rolled his eyes unconsciously, snatched the sword spike from her hand, walked around behind her, and carefully looked at the sword wrapped around it: "You must keep it well, this piece of jade is dripping with my heart's blood."

Seeing that her trick was exposed at a glance, Lingyu felt bored. Just as she was about to turn around, someone held her shoulders down: "Don't move, it's not wrapped up yet."

"Why do you suddenly want to give me a sword spike?" And you still put your heart and soul on it?

Wait, a heartache?

At the moment, Lingyu couldn't care less and turned around quickly, leaving the person bending behind him defenseless. He was hit on the bridge of the nose by the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were filled with tears uncontrollably.

"Oh, oh, I didn't mean to do it!" Lingyu anxiously wanted to wipe his nose and make up for his mistake. He opened the boy's hand and saw a red mark on the straight bridge of his nose.

Lingyu, who was feeling distressed at the moment, had nothing to think about.

"It hurts." Coupled with the young man's pitiful tone at this time, Lingyu was even ready to draw his sword to pay for his life.

"What a broken sword! I don't want it anymore!" As she said that, she took off the sword she was holding out and folded it.

By the time Fanyin reacted, it was already too late, and he was left stunned.

Jian: I don’t want to either, but what can I do? It’s obviously the person you suddenly turned around and hit.

Lingyu took off the sword spike from the hilt and returned it to him: "How can you give your life to others at will?"

The heartache will keep them connected all the time. If one day, the sword spike is broken, he will lose 80% of his power, and even if he is not dead, he will still have half his life.

What's more, this sword is a piece of equipment given to the novice when she entered Shushan. It is not bound to her and may break at any time. If the sword breaks...

Fanyin quickly understood what she was thinking, and the sword spike in his hand seemed to still retain her warmth, becoming a little hot to the touch.

Fanyin pushed away a few steps and put a free hand on his chest. Soon, a sword almost identical to the one on his back appeared in his palm.

Under Lingyu's gaze, he firmly and seriously wrapped the sword tassel around the hilt, and then handed the sword to Lingyu.

The surrounding sky has darkened, the sun has set in the west, and the misty space still cannot hide the young man's stubbornness: "This sword is called Yuehua, and Wanxing is a double sword. Because all the swordsmanship I practice is single line, so

It has been gathering dust in my Qiankun bag. Today I give it to you, hoping that you will cherish it."

After saying that, a bloody seal appeared on the palm of his hand. It was too late for Lingyu to stop it. He could only watch the sword unsheathed and cut the boy's palm. The bright red blood fell on the mirror-like sword.

There was a harsh buzzing sound all around him. After that, the young man's face turned pale, but the hand holding the sword did not waver at all.

"From now on, it will only belong to you." Just like me.

Lingyu couldn't say a word of rejection for a while.

What kind of sincere feelings would lead to splitting oneself in two and handing it over to another person's hands?

Before again, she always thought that she loved him more and that he should only treat her for a while. Even so, she was still willing to believe and believe everything he said.

But from this moment on, she realized that perhaps she had underestimated the boy's feelings for her from the beginning, and overestimated her own feelings for him.

Seeing that she remained motionless, Fanyin stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and with a slight force, made a similar wound on her palm. Then the blood dropped and quickly melted into the sword body.

The sword has formed a bond with her, and it is still impossible to refuse.

The bright sword blade reflected the faces of the two people, stars were densely scattered on the ground, and the night was still long.

Yun Yiming had a dream.

Dreams are not a good thing for people like him.

That's why he tried his best to avoid going to Linchuan and having contact with Nightmare. In fact, getting Nightmare's demon elixir was just a piece of cake for him, but he didn't want to be eroded by Nightmare in the slightest.

As long as you still have desires, you can't escape the nightmare.

This is what he has always known.

Looking at the radiant woman in front of me, everything around her was reflected in her. At that moment, even the thousands of flowers blooming could not offset her beautiful smile.

"Sister, I will definitely do it, please give me another chance." He saw his young self, kneeling in front of the woman, crying and pleading, but the woman's face showed no sadness or joy, and she lowered her head.

When I looked at him, there was no contempt or affection, let alone anything else.

That glance was so empty that for thousands of years it became an inner demon that he could not break through in the days to come.

When Yun Yiming opened his eyes again, he looked at the bright moon outside the window, but his eyes were a bit colder than the moonlight.

"Sure enough, you are still disobedient." He sat up and took out the demon pill that exuded a light purple aura in his arms. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and applied force with his hands. In an instant, the demon pill disappeared into nothing.

A wisp of purple smoke dispersed along the wind. Yun Yiming looked thoughtfully at the place where the smoke dispersed, and snorted: "I want to see who is right."

Lingyu had a dream. The dreams of Taoists are often closely related to practice. But in the dream, she saw the purple-clothed woman in Linchuan. At this time, she was no longer as calm as before, and her clothes were in tatters.

There was still blood on the corners of his mouth, and he looked like he had just escaped death.

"Come on, come on, he's already found out." Ran Qing wanted to get closer to her and was about to say something more, but before she could finish speaking, Ling Yu felt a hot and vibrating sensation around her, forcing her to break free from her dream.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Yuehua, who had been lying peacefully beside him, was shaking violently and was still emitting a hot red light.

The candlelight in the house has not yet been extinguished, and the candles are weeping silently, illuminating everything dimly.

Oops!

The moonlight was like this, indicating that it must be difficult to pull the star. Lingyu had time to think more about the meaning of the dream, picked up the sword and walked towards the door. However, she did not notice that the candle flame was struggling in the wind, but it never went out.

The candle keeps weeping, but it is not short an inch.

Lingyu opened the door of Fanyin's room. It was empty inside, and there was no warmth left on the quilt. It seemed that she had been gone for a while.

At this time, the moon was setting for nine days, and the night was getting dark. She followed the moonlight and walked in the forest. The moonlight flew in front of her, constantly emitting dangerous red light, floating in the air flickeringly, in this quiet night.

, looks weird.

Why, why was there no one again? Everything around him became dim in the darkness of night. Lingyu was distracted and accidentally got caught by something under his feet. When he came back to his senses, he found that it was a vine. He pulled it away irritably and continued to follow the moon.

Huajian walks.

But she didn't notice that the vines on the ground that she tore off immediately returned to their original state after she left.