my magic sword system

Yang Yun put his hands on He Wanjun's shoulders, and held her tightly, for fear that she would commit suicide again. If he could meet He Wanjun at such a close distance on weekdays, Yang Yun wouldn't even dare to think about it, but now he doesn't have any charming feelings. idea.

Yang Yun was about to drag He Wanjun to the stone bridge, when He Wanjun asked, "Why did you save me? Don't you know that living is worse than being dead?"

Yang Yun shook his head and almost roared: "What do others say, why do you care what they are doing? You live for them? Shuiliang, let's go up!"

He Wanjun nodded slightly, her cheeks turned red at some point.

Suddenly, He Wanjun exclaimed, it turned out that the clothes on Yang Yun's chest were stained red again.

He Wanjun and Yang Yun climbed up the stone bridge, and He Wanjun apologized: "Young Master Yang, you were injured just to save me, and now it is because of me that you caused the wound to open again..."

Without thinking too much, Yang Yun blurted out: "If it's for you..."

Yang Yun, who suddenly realized that he had said what was in his heart, swallowed the words in his mouth, is it still what he said?But I just want to tell you, really want to tell you, Miss He, I love you, but I still can't say it out loud, Yang Yun's face is still a bit thin after all.

He Wanjun burst out laughing, and said, "If it was for you, why didn't Mr. Yang finish his sentence? I know Mr. Yang why you came to the He family again and again. On the surface, you came here for my brother. Discuss martial arts together, in fact every time I can see you stretch your neck and look towards my small courtyard."

Yang Yun, who had his mind broken, became a little awkward in his speech: "He........He.....Small..."

He Wanjun took off Yang Yun's clothes, and there was a bandage on his chest, but the bandage was already stained red, and blood was still spreading on the clothes.

He Wanjun's index finger, which was as white as jade, gently stroked Yang Yun's wound, and Yang Yun was like getting an electric shock. Such a gentle touch made his mind go blank, and He Wanjun said softly: "You need to treat this wound as soon as possible, otherwise it will be more troublesome. "

After finishing speaking, He Wanjun dragged Yang Yun to her boudoir, not paying any attention to the surprise in the servant's eyes.

Seeing so many people, Yang Yun's face turned red, and how can a woman's boudoir be entered casually: "Miss He, this is not very convenient!"

He Wanjun was wet all over, with her hair sticking to her pretty face. The usual lady of every family really looked like a witch, but seeing this witch said softly and coquettishly: "You still call me Miss He? You can call me Wanjun! "

While talking, the two had already entered He Wanjun's room, Yang Yun said in a naive voice, "Mr. Wan!"

He Wanjun who was rummaging through the medicine box looked at Yang Yun and asked doubtfully, "Huh?"

"Your house smells so good..."

He Wanjun burst out laughing, she naturally saw Yang Yun's embarrassment, after experiencing such difficulties, He Wanjun completely let go of her airs of being a lady, and now she is like a woman who is at home looking after her husband and raising her children, and this Husband, seems to be the man who entered her boudoir.

He Wanjun carried the medicine box, walked up to Yang Yun, and said, "Come on, let me treat your wound!"

Yang Yun said calmly, "I can do this myself."

He Wanjun rolled her eyes and said, "It would be inconvenient for you to hang bandages yourself, I'll do it."

He Wanjun rolled her eyes, that is called a charming being, at least in the eyes of Yang Yun now, he wants to remember He Wanjun's expression, will she still be like this in front of me in the future, why do I think she is like this just now It is very beautiful!
At this time, Yang Yun seemed to only want to remember He Wanjun's appearance, and almost forgot to breathe!
He Wanjun angrily pushed Yang Yun down, and let this stupid guy sit on her bed.

Yang Yun sat down and felt like an electric shock. He was restless and could only do whatever Wanjun did. He was a seven-foot man, but now he is not as good as a girl. This is all due to He Wanjun's mentality. changed.

He Wanjun bandaged Yang Yun's wound and said softly, "It's done!"

Yang Yun's face was already as red as a monkey's butt, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief after hearing He Wanjun's agreement, but felt lost in his heart.

The atmosphere was a little silent, Yang Yun and He Wanjun were both wet, He Wanjun's beautiful body was sticking to the wet clothes, looking extremely attractive, Yang Yun didn't dare to look at her directly, but she was staring at Yang Yun, Seeing that Yang Yun was feeling uncomfortable, it could be said that he was fidgeting, Yang Yun was about to ask He Wanjun to change clothes, so he left first.

But He Wanjun asked: "Young Master Yang, are you willing to marry me?"

Yang Yun was shocked when he heard this question, and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

Seeing that Yang Yun didn't speak, He Wanjun thought that Yang Yun didn't like her anymore, so her face turned miserable, and she said, "Forget it, everyone knows that I'm not perfect..."

Yang Yun stood up, hugged the woman in front of him tightly, and said in a hurry: "Mr. Wan, I am willing!"

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Outside the He Mansion, Liu Gaoyang communicated with Cheng Bi: "Kill He Wanjun! It's a shortcut for you to prove the way of swordsmanship!"

"Impossible, I have no grievances with the He family, and He Sizhi still regards me as a friend!" Cheng Bi shouted in his heart, he knew how to communicate with this sword, and he also knew that no matter what he did, he could not escape this sword. The eyes and ears of the sword, he roared, shouting, but so powerless!

"Why do you think Sizhi regards you as a friend? You are only relying on my strength to communicate with these talented people. Without me, you have no strength. Without strength, you are just a waste. A useless person who is hunted by vicious dogs for food!"

Cheng Bi said: "I've had enough, your method of killing people is so vicious..."

"You killed those people, and everyone in the world knows that when you kill people, you always cut people into pieces!"

Cheng Bi shook his head in pain: "No, I didn't kill that, I couldn't control myself when I did it, it was you who did it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, as my servant, I can give you another chance, I want you to let He Wanjun die in pain!"

Cheng Bi was furious and angry, a sword actually said that he was a servant, a servant of the sword, what is this, Cheng Bi roared hysterically in his heart: "Don't think about it!"

After Cheng Bi finished speaking, he dragged his exhausted body home.

"You forced me to do this!" Liu Gaoyang was annoyed.

Chengbi ignored it, and walked to a remote place. On the way, he met a few villagers who were collecting firewood. Chengbi suddenly found that he could not control his body.

The sword came out of his body, and he shot it instantly. All the villagers were cut in their throats by the sword in Chengbi's hand, and fell to the ground dead.

"No!" Cheng Bi scratched his hair in pain, he felt like a butcher now!

"That's right, that's the way it is, your pain is the most delicious food, Chengbi, you are worthy of being the one chosen by this seat!" Liu Gaoyang said something against his will.

Cheng Bi hurriedly fled here, lest people find out that he did this. After fleeing for a long time, Cheng Bi panted, slumped on the ground, and said coldly, "How can you let me go?"

"Do as I say, or I'll let you kill your mother directly. In this way, how delicious your pain will be!"

Cheng Bi supported the ground with his sword, stood up with his strength, and said, "Okay! I'll listen to you!"

Liu Gaoyang also felt a little strange, he was really doing bad things, in order to reshape his physical body, in order to go home, I had no choice, I had to race against time to gain power, the Demon Sword and Sword Spirit should be the Demon Sword and Sword Spirit!