Womanizing Mage

The shape gradually became solid, revealing a charming face, with black hair draped over the shoulders like a waterfall, and a fragrance permeated the room.

The female sword saint was wearing a lavender gown, holding a long sword that was shining with cold light, and looked at Long Yi with a faint smile.

"Elder Sister, long time no see, you still have the same demeanor." Long Yi laughed, a little unnaturally under the gaze of the female Sword Saint.

"What do you want to do with your ghostly touch?" The female sword master put away the long sword in her hand, pulled a chair and sat down and asked.

Long Yi smiled, pulled another chair and sat down politely, and said: "Little brother has no other intentions, but I have been in the Principality of Mia for two days and have not had time to come and visit you, eldest sister, and I will leave tomorrow. There’s no time to come.”

The female sword saint looked at Long Yi with a deep smile, and said lightly: "Go to the back mountain to talk about something, I can't accommodate a great god like you in this small room."

"I'm not a great god, I'm just a small god at best." Long Yi said with a chuckle, to be exact, he can't even be considered a small god, who made him unable to wear any item in Thor's suit until now? East.

The female Sword Saint was too lazy to argue with Long Yi, she flashed out of the room and flew towards the back mountain.

The wind was still gentle, shaking the skirt of the female sword saint on the top of the mountain. If you only look at this back view, I am afraid that no man in the world can escape this perfect and mysterious temperament, but time is ruthless after all. There is a layer of vicissitudes on her pretty face, and there are probably two-thirds fewer men who can understand her.

The female Sword Saint turned around and saw Long Yi standing a few steps away, staring at her blankly.

"What are you looking at? What's so interesting about my old woman." The female sword master smiled lightly, and ordinary things could no longer shake her weather-beaten heart.

"Eldest sister can't be called old, that's called mature, it's a kind of charm exuded after years of precipitation." Long Yi said with a smile.

The female sword master was taken aback, and Zhuaner laughed in relief, and said, "You big kid, how do you speak so old-fashioned, people who don't know think you are as old as me."

Long Yi smiled, looking calm and clear. He lived through two lifetimes. The lives of the two lifetimes are much more exciting than others, which may not be as good as the sum of a hundred lifetimes of others, so his mentality and his feelings are naturally different. It's just that most of the time he puts on his real self a layer of camouflage.

"Okay, don't pretend to be mature, tell me why you came to find me." The female sword master asked.

Long nodded. A bad smile was put on his face again,

Said: "This time, I want to ask my elder sister to do something."

"What's the matter?" the female sword master raised her eyebrows and asked.

Long Yi pondered for a while to organize his words, and then told the female Sword Saint about Shui Ruoyan, including his doubts and worries.

"Then how do you want me to help you?" the female sword master asked.

"I want you to pay attention to Shui Ruoyan's every move. Maybe sometimes she doesn't know what she is doing. If there is anything abnormal, I hope the elder sister can help you." Long Yi sincerely asked.

The female sword master smiled gently and said, "It's not impossible to promise you. There is only one condition."

"What condition? If you want to sell your color, I will never agree." Long Yi jumped back, folded his arms and said with a smile.

The female Sword Saint stared, and a streak of golden battle energy brushed past Long Yijun's face with lightning speed, leaving a faint red mark on his face.

But Long Yi didn't care about it, the red marks on his face disappeared without a trace as soon as he moved his true energy. He stared at the female sword master and said with a smile: "Sure enough, you have been hiding your strength. You have already reached the realm of the god of law."

The female sword master was noncommittal, and said with a smile: "If you talk nonsense again, you will be disfigured. Let's see how you seduce girls indiscriminately."

"Eldest sister. You don't know about this. Even if I am ugly, the beautiful woman is still crying and shouting. This is called the charm of a man, and it has nothing to do with appearance." Long Yi stepped up to the female sword master with his hands behind his back. And stand, can not express confidence in the tone.

The female sword saint, no, she should be called the female sword god now, she brushed the show on her shoulders speechlessly, and couldn't see through this kid all the time, he was hiding too deeply and changing too fast, making it impossible for people to fathom.

"I can help you pay attention to Shui Ruoyan, the condition is to make Ximen Wuhen happy." The dark eyes of the female sword god pierced Long Yi's eyes like two sharp swords.

Long Yi's eyes were fixed, and he was not afraid to look at the female sword god. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "I don't understand what you said. Wuhen is my sister. It is me who makes her feel the happiness in the world of relatives." Responsibility."

"I said

Love, do you understand? "The female sword master said lightly.

But Long Yi was stunned as if someone hit the back of the head with a stick, and after a long time, he pointed at the plain-faced female sword god and cursed: "You are crazy, you pervert, love without hatred is not with me, but With her last husband."

"As long as you are willing, then her happiness is with you." The female sword god stared at Long Yi and said.

Long Yi raised his hand and put it down again, took a few deep breaths before he calmed down, stared at the female sword monster strangely and said: "You are really crazy, I wonder why my grandpa doesn't want you anymore, you are a lunatic at all, don't you Tell me you don't know that between brother and sister is called sex."

The female sword god's expression changed a few times when Long Yi mentioned his grandfather, as if she wanted to lose her temper, but she finally held back and said, "I'm not crazy, Ximen Wuhen is not your sister at all, so you don't have to worry about it." .”

Long Yi was really stunned this time, he stared blankly at the female Sword God, his mind was full of her words: Ximen Wuhen is not your sister at all.

"You... You said that Wuhen is not my sister, you fart, even though you are not a sibling, you have a father, doesn't it mean that my father doesn't know?" Long Yi was a little excited and swears, he came to this world , finally accepted the fact that he has a younger sister, and sincerely cherished Ximen Wuhen as his own sister, but now someone told him that she was not his younger sister, which really made him unbearable.

"That's right, he doesn't know." The female sword god said lightly, she turned sideways, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a lot of sadness and helplessness accumulated.

Long Yiping calmed down his excitement, felt a little funny in his heart, and asked back: "My father doesn't know, do you know?"

"Of course, only I and your grandfather know about this world, not even her biological parents." The female sword god's tone fluctuated slightly, and she sighed, the loneliness in her expression was clearly evident.

Long Yi stared blankly at the female sword god, and murmured: "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"You think I'm lying to you?" the female sword god said lightly.

"Isn't it?" Long Yi pulled out a sneering smile, but he was definitely not as sure as he appeared on the surface, he knew that the female sword god would definitely not target indiscriminately.

"I don't need to lie to you, you are so capable, you should have a way to tell the difference." The female sword god looked at Long Yi and said.

Long Yi is silent, as the pillar of the Long Group in his previous life, he can use primitive methods to distinguish whether the two are related by blood.

"Regardless of whether it's true or not, I'll change your conditions, and I will use my best ability to make Wuhen happy." Long Yi's smile froze at some point and became extremely stiff.

"Okay, I have no objection." Seeing Long Yi's expression, the female sword god agreed with a soft sigh.

Long Yi's thoughts were a little messy, he was going to leave, but after turning around and taking two steps, he turned around again, opened his mouth but made no sound.

"Do you want to ask me about Ximen Wuhen's life experience? I can only tell you that she is not from the blood of your Ximen family, and I have nothing to say about the rest." The female sword god naturally knew what Long Yi was thinking, and took the lead in betting Long Yi's mouth .

Long Yi exhaled, shrugged and flew up from above.

I don't know when, the dark night sky began to fade slowly, and the east was faintly pale.

Long Yi flew to the piece of grass from yesterday, and was surprised to find that the four girls did not go back to the hotel to sleep, but pitched a tent on the grass to rest.

Sleeping together, if in the past Long Yi had to sneak in to take advantage and enjoy the refreshing feeling of hugging left and right, but now Long Yi has no such thoughts at all. He paced back and forth in front of the tent, shook his head and muttered: "Could it be that Wuhen really isn't my own sister."

At this moment, the curtain door of the tent was lifted suddenly, and Wushuang got out from it, with a refreshed face, thinking that last night must have been spent in meditation.

"Long Yi, what's wrong with you? You look restless." Wu Shuang saw Long Yi's expression and asked worriedly.

Long Yi waved his hand, stood still, and suddenly opened the curtain door of the tent and slipped in. Wushuang felt that something was wrong, so he also followed in. As soon as he entered, Long Yi stared at Ximen Wuhen who was sleeping soundly in the middle, his expression fluctuating.

"Shuang'er, do you think Wuhen looks like me?" Long Yi turned his head and asked softly.

Wushuang was a little surprised, thought for a while and shook his head and said: "There is nothing like it, neither the eyebrows nor the outline."

Long nodded, and suddenly pointed towards Nalan Ruyue, Long Ling'er and Ximen Wuhen who were sleeping like the wind.