The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Chirp."

A clear and melodious bird song suddenly sounded in my ears, and it was so melodious that it sounded as crisp and clear as the gurgling stream after the ice and snow melted in spring. However, when this kind of sound rings in your ears early in the morning, it doesn't feel "good" at all, it just feels like——

"It's so noisy! Don't scream in my ears so early in the morning!" Lu Xiaoqi huddled under the quilt, vaguely venting her anger at getting up. She was finally able to sleep in, didn't she say that she couldn't? Don't you want to wake her up now? Who is chirping in her ear? What is chirping? Do you think you are a bird?

A vague and violent emotion flashed through her heart. After complaining, because the surroundings had quieted down, Lu Xiaoqi immediately curled up into a ball again under the soft quilt and fell asleep almost instantly. She was no longer disturbed again. The waking state turns into a peaceful sleep with good dreams.

"Tweet."

The light and melodious chirping of birds sounded again, this time accompanied by the movement of a sharp hard object touching the body through the quilt. Lu Xiaoqi was woken up from her dream again, and she couldn't help but feel angry again. Angry again, he dragged the quilt and arched into the corner, trying to avoid the harassment.

"Choo Choo Choo."

Covered by layers of curtains, the bed was completely isolated into an independent space. The white beetle standing by the bed tilted its head, and a few innocent and confused looks passed through its amber eyes. It could only see an unknown object wrapped in a ball, and it poked Lu Xiaoqi with its beak. Her back didn't work at all and she had no intention of waking up.

He raised his slender neck and chirped softly. The long and thin talons of the white beetle lightly touched the ground. The whole bird jumped onto the bed with great lightness and walked gently on the bed covered with brocade quilts. After two steps, the white bird approached Lu Xiaoqi, raised its right wing, and gently and friendly patted Lu Xiaoqi, who was sleeping soundly through the quilt.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Human, and then...she looked into a pair of amber bird eyes.

He tilted his head and saw that Lu Xiaoqi had woken up. The white bird retracted the wings that it had just patted Lu Xiaoqi. It came over happily and gently rubbed Lu Xiaoqi's arm affectionately. It blinked at the amber Colorful eyes: "Chirp, chirp~~" The voice sounded gentle, full of joy and happiness.

White Bird: Shit Shovel Officer, you will be responsible for my food from now on. We must get along well in the future, tweet~~

"W-what are you, and why are you here?" Lu Xiaoqi didn't expect that the person who woke her up was not Aunt Zhong as she thought, nor Sheng Xuanhua's personal maid, but a strange-looking Manchurian that she had never seen before. The big bird with white feathers couldn't help but asked in shock and horror.

This big white bird that appeared inexplicably next to her bed was a species that Lu Xiaoqi had never seen before, and there was someone keeping vigil outside her room. How could such a bird that could not be called a small one get into the house? Did you come and get into her bed?

Lu Xiaoqi stared at this strange bird of unknown origin, trembling in her throat and waving her arms: "Go, go, stay away from me. Where did you come from, and what kind are you?" She stared. He looked at this strange bird and looked into its amber eyes, trying to let it know that she was not easy to mess with at all, and he had to retreat quickly so that he would not be bullied by her.

Tilting his head, the white beetle lowered his head in disappointment, and his amber eyes were no longer shining, but dimmed: "Tweet~" I believe that the shit shovel officer doesn't seem to like it very much and is unwilling to accept it. , in this case, will the shit shovel officer be responsible for feeding it?

Seeing the pitiful and aggrieved look of Bai Jianniao, Lu Xiaoqi felt a little unbearable. She was not a human being, and she had been well-informed before. Now that she had calmed down, she looked at Bai Jianniao carefully. After a few glances at the bird, the more I looked at it, the more unusual it became, and I couldn't help but ask: "Did you come to me specifically? Who asked you to come?"

The amber eyes lit up again, and the white beetle raised its left wing and stretched it out, as if to signal Lu Xiaoqi to look here. It stretched its small wings hard, and this action made the patches white and plump. The smooth and soft feathers fell down and landed on the soft bed, chirping softly, as if urging.

Lu Xiaoqi followed its will and looked under the root of its left wing. He immediately found a small jade there. He couldn't help but blinked and stretched out his hand to pick up the jade. The emerald green jade had just been picked up by Lu Xiaoqi, and it suddenly turned into a ray of light and flashed into Lu Xiaoqi's mind.

"This is the white beetle, given to you as a helper, so treat it well. The white beetle is much more powerful than you and can help you a lot, so don't starve it, let it be full. Xuanyuan."

After this ray of light rushed into Lu Xiaoqi's mind, leaving only this sentence and the information about the white beetle, it disappeared directly. But despite this, Lu Xiaoqi has no intention of doubting the authenticity of this news, right...

These words were directly presented in the form of sounds in her mind. Regardless of the tone when she said these words, or the voice in which she spoke, they were all very familiar. Wasn't it her former wealthy host father!

After confirming that the big white bird that suddenly appeared was not a strange and malicious creature, but a helper sent by Xuan Yuan, Lu Xiaoqi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Her original vigilance dissipated, and she groped around the corner of the bed. He crawled out, finally not so frightened and calmed down.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a closer look at the message the host sent me." Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lu Xiaoqi looked up at the white bird and said to it. She had only heard Xuanyuan's message, but had not read the introduction of the white bird.

Closing her eyes, Lu Xiaoqi began to look through the message that Xuanyuan had just passed to her through Yujue: the white bird, from the world of cultivation, has a strength of the Golden Core Stage (invincible in the primary world), and feeds on luck. The hunting targets include the protagonists of each mission world. Those who are deprived of luck will show characteristics such as worse luck, lower IQ, and bad luck. In severe cases, they will turn from protagonists into ordinary people.

Note: The white bird has a huge appetite and must constantly swallow up luck, otherwise it will swallow up the luck of the breeder. Please let me know.

Lu Xiaoqi: ...

Lu Xiaoqi: ... ...

What the hell is this? Lu Xiaoqi's face cracked and turned into a wooden expression. She could understand the first part. This white bird should be a precious spiritual bird brought out by the host from a certain mission world. Although she didn't know how strong it was in the Jindan stage, it was also very important for Lu Xiaoqi that there was no rival in the primary world.

But what was that in the back? What does it mean to feed on "luck"? Isn't luck something illusory? How can there be a existence that feeds on luck? Although the protagonists will become unlucky and the threat level will be reduced after being devoured by luck, the white bird will bite back at the breeder if it is not full!

Lu Xiaoqi felt that she was already unlucky enough, and there was really no need for this white bird to add to it. Alas, the host sent this white bird to her. Could it be that he didn't want to raise it anymore, so he threw it to her as a playmate? Judging from the fact that he specifically told her not to starve it in his message, it is really possible.

Oh, how could she have such an idea? The host is still, still very, very reliable, right? He must have sent the white bird to help her complete the task. Lu Xiaoqi covered her face and reflected on herself. She actually doubted Xuanyuan's motives. She really let down the host's help to her. Thinking about the props in that space, isn't she guilty?

Patting her face, Lu Xiaoqi tried to cheer herself up. No matter what, this white bird is much more useful than her. Maybe it is really a good helper. She looked up at the white bird that tilted its head and looked at her with amber eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Hello, I am Lu Xiaoqi, then we will be partners from now on."

"Well, your name is Bai..." The smile on Lu Xiaoqi's face froze for a moment, and she stopped talking halfway. What, what bird is Bai? How do you pronounce the word in the middle of the white bird? Jiao?

With a stiff smile, Lu Xiaoqi said, "Anyway, we are partners. I will help you find...food in the future, and you help me, okay?" She scratched her head, a little confused, "But I don't know who the protagonist of this world is." Sheng Xuanhua seemed to be an inconspicuous supporting role outside the main story of this world, so Lu Xiaoqi only received the memory of the original owner, without the main story of this world.

"Chirp." Looking up, the white bird chirped twice, indicating that it knew, and it had quietly, quietly swallowed a little bit of the luck of one of them. Originally, the power of luck should be evenly distributed to all living beings by the way of heaven, but the protagonist is loved by the way of heaven, and the luck is magnificent and prosperous. In the eyes of the white bird, it looks more conspicuous than a searchlight.

Lu Xiaoqi looked blankly: "What are you talking to me, or are you just calling twice?" As a, cough, an ordinary system, she said she couldn't understand bird language.

"Chirp~" The white bird chirped twice again, but Lu Xiaoqi couldn't understand what the white bird said, so she didn't understand its answer at all. But now was not the time to talk about this.

Lu Xiaoqi pointed at the bird's paw prints on the bed and screamed: "Why are your feet so dirty? There are black footprints all over them."