The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

"Ah? I didn't mean it." Shen Yi blushed on her cheeks, and then reluctantly let go.

Qi Yu handed the thing in his hand to Shen Yi, "This is Mr. Ling's schedule for this week."

Shen Yi glanced at the itinerary above and frowned, "Is it too full?"

"Let's arrange it this way first." Ling Yun handed all the documents she signed to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu went out to pack his things and get off work. With Ling Yun here, his workload was much less than usual.

As soon as he heard that it was time to get off work, Shen Yi let himself go. He stood up and moved around, but saw the documents on Ling Yun's desk flying again.

Shen Yi saw Ling Yun sitting upright in the office chair and working hard, his eyes flashed with confusion, "Isn't it time to get off work?"

"Yeah." Ling Yun responded casually.

Shen Yi frowned and asked, "Then you won't leave?"

"No." Ling Yun continued busy without raising his head.

Shen Yi's eyebrows almost knitted together, "Can't we do it tomorrow?"

Ling Yun then raised his head and glanced at him lightly, "Assistant Shen, you seem to be taking a little too much care."

"I..." Shen Yi opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. They had broken up, and he really couldn't control Ling Yun's affairs.

Ling Yun's eyes were dull and cold, and his ethereal look had returned to that otherworldly look, "Is there anything else?"

Shen Yi's heart suddenly ached, as if there were several knives poking at his heart. Ling Yun had never looked at him with such eyes since they were officially together.

He looked pale and finally said in a dry voice, "Ling Yun, I'm hungry."

Ling Yun curled his lips, but still had an attitude that it had nothing to do with him, "Assistant Shen, if I remember correctly, it's already off work at this time, and the company doesn't care about the job."

Her answer made Shen Yi freeze at a loss. He thought of all the past events and the snail and lion noodles that he didn't have time to eat that night, "Ling Yun..."

Ling Yun ignored his somewhat pitiful look and said in a cold tone again: "Assistant Shen, there is nothing to do now. You can get off work."

"Who said I'm fine!" Shen Yi stared at her, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and returned to his seat, "Look, I'm your assistant."

Ling Yun only uttered two words, "Please."

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the rustle of turning pages. Shen Yi secretly looked at Ling Yun who was immersed in her work. This has not changed. She takes everything seriously.

"Gululu, Gululu." Shen Yi pressed his stomach. He was really hungry and hadn't eaten much today.

Shen Yi took a symbolic sip of water and glanced at Ling Yun next to him. She shouldn't have heard it, right?

Seeing that Ling Yun was still immersed in work, Shen Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. "Gululu~" There was another sound of stomach growling. Shen Yi took a pen and drew a cake on the paper.

"Gululu" Shen Yi drew another egg on the cake he drew, turning it into an egg cake.

When the third wave of "Gululu" sounded, he added green onions and sesame seeds on the egg pancake again, this time it was upgraded to a chive and sesame egg pancake.

At the same time, all the documents that took off in the air fell on the table. Ling Yun stood up and put on the coat that was placed aside. Shen Yun asked in a deep voice: "Ling Yun, are you done with your work?"

"Assistant Shen, if I hadn't been busy, would you have eaten at the Manchu Banquet?" Ling Yun directly picked up the paper on the table and squinted at him.

"That's not true. I can't draw a Man-Han banquet." Shen Yi grabbed the paper ball in her hand and threw it aside.

Ling Yun slowly approached him, placing her hands on both sides of the desk, almost encircling him in her arms. This posture made her already perfect curves even more surging, "Assistant Shen, you will be punished for wasting company property."

Ling Yun's breath filled the air around him, and Shen Yi's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. His cheeks slowly turned red, and his eyes wandered unconsciously, "It's just...just a piece of paper."

Ling Yun approached him again, almost pressing her whole body against his body. Just when Shen Yi's breathing became hot and rapid, Ling Yun took out a piece of paper from his CEO's Daily and placed it in front of him, with a cold voice, "The company has clear regulations not to waste paper."

Before the heat on Shen Yi's body dissipated, Ling Yun had already left with his sword.

"Ling Yun, wait for me." Shen Yi rushed out of the office holding the pile of paper on the table, but flinched when he saw everything dark around him. It was too dark, darker than the secret room that day.

Thinking of the secret room, Shen Yi felt that the surroundings suddenly felt a little colder, and he quickly returned to the office, his stomach protesting again.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Shen Yi suddenly smelled a fragrant and sweet smell, "It smells so good."

His nose moved slightly and he went to the back room of the office in search of the smell. It was roasted sweet potatoes! It's hot and fragrant, and the sugar flows like honey.

He broke open the sweet potato and took a bite. It melted into his mouth without chewing at all. The sweetness spread from his mouth to his heart, warm and honey. He knew that Ling Yun would not see him starving.

The past few days of continuous work have really exhausted him. Fortunately, Guo Shu's restaurant has Xiaozi helping to take care of it, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

Thinking of Guo Shu, Shen Yi sighed, "I wonder how he is doing?"

And Ling Yun, he didn't know what he was thinking. It was obviously him who proposed the breakup, but he still couldn't help but want to pester her. He couldn't stand Ling Yun's cold eyes.

The image of Ling Yun holding hands with others reappeared in Shen Yi's mind, and his heart began to break again. He didn't want to relive the feeling at that time.

But he still couldn't figure out why Ling Yun could be so indifferent, even though he might have been able to save Guo Shu's life by just reminding him at that time.

I don't know when, Shen Yi fell asleep again, this time he slept particularly deeply.

On the other side, when Ling Yun rushed to the hospital, it was already ten o'clock at night. Guo Shu was lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were empty. In just one night, his face became extremely thin, his breath was dying, and he looked a little lifeless. A little bit enveloped him.

Ling Yun stood in front of the window and looked down at him. This was because God did not allow it. A person's fate had been planned since his birth, and her interference even accelerated his death.

Guo Shu noticed someone standing next to him, and he used his last strength to tremble and say thank you: "Thank you."

Thank you for coming to see me and letting me not be alone before I die.

The death aura around him quickly enveloped him, and when he was about to be swallowed up by the death aura, the silver-white sword light illuminated the entire ward.

"Rumble" There was a burst of thunder in the sky, an orange lightning appeared across the sky, and Ling Yun disappeared instantly.

There was an explosion in the street outside, and another strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

[Netizen A: [Picture] [Picture] I can guarantee that someone is going through the tribulation! ]

[Netizen B: It’s true or false, I don’t believe it! ]

[Netizen C: I can guarantee that lightning is real! I live near the hospital. ]

[Netizen D: It’s true! I saw it! ]

[Netizen B: Let me go, where can fellow Taoist people survive the tribulation here! ]

"Didi, didi." Shen Yi's cell phone kept ringing, and he answered the phone in a daze, "Hello."

Xiaozi's sobbing voice came, "Brother Yi! Come to the hospital quickly, Guo Shu...he's gone."