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Chapter 440 [Cicada Singing]

Listening to the words of the husband, everyone instantly fell silent.

"Eh !!!?" Mao Nan blinked his big eyes, shocked.

She didn't expect that the one who occupied the pits and not **** was actually her teacher!

Although the north and south cats escaped a few days on weekdays, in principle, they can't go wrong in respect of respect for teachers. She immediately covered her small mouth with both hands and said, "I shut up."

Cat autism.jpg.

The gentleman looked at the shocked crowd and nodded with satisfaction after a slight cough.

He pretended to be something that was not choked by tea, raised an orchid finger, picked up the tea cup again, and took a sip, saying:

"It's quite complicated for the teacher to learn, and the knife is a little bit of experience, you don't need to be surprised."

Lu Xun secretly said: "Come here, the most common pretense is modest pretense!"

At the same time, Lu Xun found another place that was not right.

His sword movement can add buff to nearby sword repairs. The sir admitted that he had sword transportation. Why did Mao Nanbei use sword repairs, but did not perceive it?

Is it because knife transport can't add buff to knife repair?

After considering Lu Xun for a moment, he asked: "Sir, the disciple seems to have an impact on the nearby sword repair after [Jian Yun Jia Shen], I do n’t know this [Sword Yun] ..."

The gentleman waved his hand and said: "You are the norm, and the situation of being a teacher is a little special, not to mention it."

Mr. Lu Xunjian is not willing to elaborate, so it is difficult to mention it again.

The old man has not lived for many years, there are always some unspeakable secrets or big secrets, normal.

At this time, Lu Xun was looking forward to the day when he saw the knife being used by his husband.

"I don't know what the big scene will be like then?" He thought to himself.

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The Houshan Tea Party ended after half an hour.

Mr. has his own biological clock. If he is idle, he will go back to the house to rest, just like sleeping beauty.

As soon as Mr. Forefoot left, a sword light flashed in the bamboo forest. It was [Jian Qi near] and the sword sheath came back.

Although Lu Xun said, you don't have to go back to Zong all the way, but he has been back to Houshan for a whole day. [Jian Qi is close] and Jian Jian are naturally not good to stay outside Zong for too long.

It can be seen that the feelings of the sword and the scabbard have rapidly heated up after some time alone, and a drama of Yiyixibei is also staged in the bamboo forest.

Vomit, this dog food is really bad.

In the end, the scabbard returned to Lu Xun's hands, [Jian Qi near] then "stepped back three times", slowly drifting back to the top of the Tibetan mountain.

"Then let's go home?" Lu Xun looked at the women and said.

Hey, it's very powerful to say this to four women.

But seeking truth from facts, Lu Xun stayed at the foot of the mountain for so long, during this time, he didn't sleep much.

Although it comes to his realm, it doesn't matter whether he sleeps or not, but seriously, a good night's sleep is a great enjoyment and can bring him a sense of pleasure.

There is Mr. Houshan here. This is the safest place in the world. Lu Xun can rest unguardedly and relax his nervousness during this time.

A man and four women did not choose to fly, but walked slowly towards the small library on the top of the mountain.

The magical fireflies of Houshan are flying around, acting as street lamps.

The cat jumped up and down to frighten the fireflies for a while, and hung on Lu Xun for a while, but never stopped.

After arriving at the small study, everyone went back to their houses.

Lu Xun just took off his black robe, wearing only an undershirt, and heard a slight knock on the door.

He felt it, and there was Xiaochaner standing outside the door.

Due to his own particularity and the changes brought about by [Sword-raising Technique], he has a faint connection with Lin Chan, who is born with a sword fetus, and Mingming.

Therefore, the perception between the master and the disciple is extremely keen.

Lu Xun got up and opened the door. He saw Lin Chan with his head down and his eyes fixed on his toes.

She is not as talented as Ji Li in some ways. Ji Li looked down and could not see her toes.

Lu Xun spread his palms and handed them to Lin Chan. He smiled and asked, "Xiaochan'er, what is it like to find a teacher?"

Little dumb extended his index finger and wrote it in Lu Xun's palm.

This is a unique mode of communication between the master and the apprentice. From the first day of the teacher's apprenticeship, it has continued to the present.

"Master, do you need me to help you practice?" Lin Chan wrote in Lu Xun's palm.

Fingertips are slicked across the palm of your hand.

This shy and simple girl, even when writing in the palm of her hand, gently and gently, without much effort.

Lu Xun lowered his head and looked at Lin Chan. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "That line, just as I have broken through several circumstances recently, there should be a lot of residual power in my body. "

In fact, he is not in a hurry to improve his physique for the time being, because unless it is a direct breakthrough, otherwise it changes from [10% Spirit Sword 10%] to [20%], and the improvement is not so obvious.

But he is very clear that Lin Chan has always felt that she can do very little for Master, so she is very attentive to the matter of auxiliary cultivation.

After Lu Xun sat down cross-legged on the bed, he patted the bed gently: "Come on, sit down."

"Oh." Xiao Chan'er responded in his heart, and then walked quickly with his head down, sitting in front of Lu Xun.

There are not many candlelights in the house, making the overall environment slightly darker. This also caused the two to sit close, but also had a hazy feeling.

Lin Chan had a very strong feeling of a girl next door, but now she lowered her head instinctively, and it felt more like a flower waiting to be released.

Lu Xun raised both palms and said gently: "Go ahead."

Lin Chan nodded vigorously, and then raised his little hand, clinging to Lu Xun's palms.

Lu Xun felt nothing, but Lin Chan was stunned for a few seconds.

"And ... this strange feeling again." She said in her heart.

Her sensitive little ears turned red in an instant. Lu Xun didn't find it because his eyes were closed.

"Meditation, meditation, meditation ..." Lin Chan meditation several times before calming down to perform [Sword-raising], drawing the strength of Lu Xun's body.

These scattered forces are slowly absorbed by Lu Xun's body along with the operation of "Sword Raising Technique".

Time passed by one minute and one second, and half an hour later, these forces were absorbed by the body.

Lu Xun opened his character panel to check it, and found that his physique had risen to [Prestige Spirit Sword 41.7%].

"Not bad." He was very satisfied.

After opening his eyes, the four palms slowly lowered, Lu Xun looked at Lin Chan, wondering: "Xiao Chan'er, why are your ears so red."

He didn't know that these little ears were red for more than half an hour.

Lin Chan's eyes met Lu Xun's eyes, like a frightened bunny, who dared not sit on the bed for a moment, quickly got up, and stood with his head down.

If it was before, she can be sure that she wanted to assist Master in cultivation, the purpose is very simple, just want to do something for Master, nothing more.

But now, she is well aware that it is more than that.

She now has some "little selfishness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~" Although she is very reluctant to admit it, she does have some "great injustice" ideas now.

——She wants to contact Master.

She enjoys this process of auxiliary cultivation.

In this silent night, with a small head and a small mute with red ears, he heard his thunderous heartbeat.

"Boom!"

"Boom !!"

"Boom !!!"

The sound of the sound is dense, like the cicadas in midsummer.

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(Ps: second, accidentally being late for a few minutes, the title has been thinking for a long time, I feel very narcissistic ~)

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