Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

She was originally worried that the master would change after experiencing life and death this time.

Now it seems that the master is still the taciturn master.

This is a good thing for her plan.

After all, the more you talk, the greater the possibility of being exposed.

Just like she made a lot of preparations to prevent the unreliable son of the Demon Sect from revealing his flaws in front of the master.

"And to let that guy understand my mood at that time, only the master who doesn't like to talk on weekdays can achieve the best effect."

Miss Jianxian's face was filled with a satisfied smile.

Although she was still a little hesitant in her heart at this moment, she would also doubt whether it was not good for her to do this.

It would be fine if that guy found out, but if the master found out...

Well, the master would not be in any trouble, right?

After all, he was the master who cared for her more than enough on weekdays, but never cared about trivial matters.

Even if such a master reacted, he would probably just nod to her indifferently, and then ignore the wooden sword's message in the short term.

(If that's the case, if that guy doesn't get a reply for a few days, will he think that something has happened to me?)

Shouldn't it? After all, it's that heartless Demon Sect Saint Son...

But try to be careful not to expose this to Master.

Lu Yuli made a decision in her heart.

"Unfortunately, the power of the Sword Ancestor's wooden sword has not been fully released. Every time you change the wooden sword connection for the message, you need to wait for three days to change it back..."

And if I want to spy on the content of the message, I need to wait until the wooden sword connection is changed back, and use my wooden sword as a transfer to trace back the previous content.

Although it is quite troublesome, thinking that I will see the first defeat of the Demon Sect Saint Son in three days...

Miss Jianxian feels that everything is worth it.

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Luo Wusheng is sitting in his newly bought home at this moment.

Everything happened on the second day as he expected.

Those forces who don't want the Demon Weapon Pavilion to rise observed very patiently for half a day, and finally determined that the things used by the four officers were just so-so, and then began to plan how to turn the propaganda of the Demon Weapon Pavilion into a laughing stock in the royal city.

By the evening, when the four young students who worked in the Magic Weapon Pavilion came back in a mess, there were already many rumors in the city.

As for the four staff members, they went to Hongyan Tower after they came back.

Old Wang was still a little hesitant, but he couldn't stand the provocation of the other three, especially Li Bitch.

Luo Wusheng wanted to go with them, but Bai Xiaoyao was right next to him.

Considering that it was too boring for him to make guns alone, his junior sister came to chat and joke with him in the afternoon, and even played a few flute songs.

To be honest, the way the demon girl played the flute was really full of artistic conception.

It was just that the level was indeed inferior to the piano sound of the Yaoji Courtesan, and Luo Wusheng, who had heard many divine songs, was not able to be intoxicated by it.

After the staff members left, the senior brother and sister went to the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

Those weapon refiners were completely in the state, and they couldn't stop at all. They took the initiative to apply for 996, and even had a posture of going for 007.

Thinking of this, in order to prevent these talented people from dying of sudden death, Luo Wusheng simply gave them one gun each.

Well, they used the bullets they had just made, which had the effect of forced hypnosis.

Finally, they separated from Bai Xiaoyao and returned to their respective rooms.

Bai Xiaoyao needed to condense the spiritual power in her body. After all, the battle for the Human Immortal Ranking would start in only one month, and then she would go to the Ancient Heavenly Court to prepare for the breakthrough of the Golden Core.

The demon girl was actually very busy.

Luo Wusheng was also very busy.

After careful consideration, he gave up the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to go to Hongyan Tower to listen to a few songs, but chose daily maintenance and the favorability of the real protagonist.

Thinking of the story he had sorted out from his memory, he was very confident that Xiao Yuli would be interested in it.

However... Miss Jianxian today always felt a little strange.

He also asked himself to pursue a sense of ritual when telling stories in the future, and tell the story from the perspective of a storyteller.

During the process, she could not call her name, and even her self-proclaimed name had to be changed.

And it had to last for three days.

It was called increasing the sense of substitution.

(Maybe she couldn't help herself after being called "Xiao Yuli" by me all night yesterday... Well, I'd better be more restrained these days.)

Luo Wusheng felt that his explanation was reasonable.

And he didn't reject this kind of role-playing.

It's very romantic and interesting, isn't it?

So the Demon Sect Saint, who thought he had excellent acting skills, quickly got into the role.

But the response he got was only one word.

[Yeah. ]

Looking at the single word in the reply, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Then he smiled knowingly.

So that's what this girl was thinking...

"You want to play a difficult and cold listener to make things difficult for me in the name of role-playing? So cute."

It's a bit unlike her.

Thinking of the beautiful girl laughing and saying the cold single word at this time, the Demon Sect Saint shook his head and laughed.

In this case, I'll have fun with her.

Thinking of the story he had prepared, Luo Wusheng's mouth curled up slightly.

Even if she is the real protagonist, she is still the little girl after all. She will probably be attracted by the story and forget the setting.

Luo Wusheng is very confident in his story.

Just when he was full of energy, the wooden sword in his hand shook again.

This time, three words came.

[Let's start. ]

Feeling a little anxious? Can't help but want to break the character?

Really unprofessional.

Luo Wusheng, a professional actor, commented in his heart.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 43 What did you understand?

Frost Snow Pavilion on Frost Snow Peak.

Ling Shuangxue held the communication dagger, her mouth slightly opened, and a look of surprise appeared on her face, which should have been indifferent and ruthless.

She had never thought that the story told by her apprentice would be so interesting, so fascinating, and so that she couldn't help but want to keep listening.

Has such a story been circulated in the martial arts world?

As a sword cultivator of Jianzhou Sword Pavilion, the story of the sword immortal also attracted her.

Similarly, as a Yuanying, her experience in the martial arts world made her hear countless stories of sword cultivators.

There are real mortal swordsmen, and there are also people's imaginary human sword immortals.

But it was the first time she encountered such a story that made her unable to stop, which appeared on the wooden sword at this moment.

Especially in this story, the words "Swords come" and "The sword path is like a long night forever" from the sword immortal.

Her heart, which had been cold for many years, once again recalled her vigor and sharpness when she first entered the Sword Pavilion.

Yes, she had also thought about becoming such a sword immortal.

With just one sword, she could suppress all enemies in the world.

Unfortunately, perhaps only the founder of the Sword Pavilion, the sword ancestor who had reached the end of the sword path, could do this.

I really didn't expect that the stories circulating in the world that I had not set foot in for many years were so rich and colorful.

At this moment, Ling Shuangxue seemed to have really become a listener, being led by the storyteller's words.

At first, she couldn't adapt to the feeling of this identity change, and her response was as cold as usual. But later, she was already immersed in the story and would take the initiative to respond to the storyteller opposite.

Although she didn't speak too enthusiastically due to her personality, a sentence finally had more than two words.

[…Today’s story ends here. To know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter~]

As the story ended, Ling Shuangxue, holding the wooden sword, still had a look of aftertaste.

After coming to her senses, she finally remembered that the person communicating with her on the other end of the dagger was her obedient disciple.

Looking at the storyteller-like words, and thinking of the appearance of the disciple, the master of Shuangxue Peak rarely showed a not-so-obvious smile on his face.

[I am looking forward to tomorrow’s story. ]

[Sir, you are very optimistic about my story today. I wonder what you think after listening to it? ]

The content of the reply made Ling Shuangxue slightly stunned. After a little thought, she merged her spiritual consciousness into the dagger.

[With mixed feelings, I don’t know where to start. ]

This is her true thought at this moment.

[Then, after listening to my story, do you think anyone in the world can become a sword fairy like the one in the book? ]

Ling Shuangxue fell into deep thought.

If we talk about the sword cultivators in the world today, the current master of the Sword Pavilion is the first choice.

A brilliant talent who has achieved the peak of the Spiritualization Realm.

However, he was hindered by the Sword Pavilion and was very afraid of the Immortal Tribulation of the Tribulation Realm, so he never dared to break through and advance.

Compared with the arrogant Sword Immortal in the book, he was still far behind.

As for those old monsters in the Sword Pavilion who could only hide from the world and avoid the Immortal Tribulation, it was naturally even more difficult to compare with him.

No one can do it.

Ling Shuangxue subconsciously wanted to answer like this.

But she felt that this answer was a bit boring.

So she changed the message she was about to send with her spiritual consciousness.

[Who do you think can do it? ]

After sending it, she nodded with satisfaction.

This reply can also understand more about the disciples' thoughts.

[I think this guest can become such a Sword Immortal. ]

The hand holding the sword froze.

Countless flashes of inspiration flashed through Ling Shuangxue's mind in an instant.

What does it mean that this disciple who has grown a lot said this to her?

Doubts first appeared in her heart, but then it was drowned by the throbbing that could not be suppressed.

Suddenly, she seemed to see such a picture.

She protected her apprentice with one hand, and with the other hand, a sword light came across thousands of miles, and then she swung the sword lightly, defeating all the heroes in the world.

This is a picture that combines the fantasy of many years ago with the story she heard today.