Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

Lie Yan once again placed his hope on Lin Jinxing, but saw him looking at Lin Hao with a look of relief.

Lie Yan: “…”

Why doesn't he learn his lesson? He actually expects Lin Jinxing to control his junior fellow apprentice!

"Are you just going to stand here and wait?" Lin Jinxing didn't care, so Lie Yan had to ask himself.

Lin Hao nodded as a matter of course, and at the same time waved his hand sympathetically and said, "Uncle Lie, don't pay attention to me. I'll just wait here."

Lie Yan rubbed his aching head. How could he go back to meditate with peace of mind with these two people standing at the door?

"Do I have to wait at the door?"

Lin Hao asked hesitantly: "Then should I stand further away?"

After saying this, he took a few steps back, and at the same time raised his head to see if Master Lie's face looked better. Seeing that it was not better, he took a few more steps back.

Lie Yan: “…”

Is this about those few steps?

Lin Jinxing also spoke up at this time: "Uncle Lie, you should have the permission to go in half an hour earlier."

Lin Jinxing spoke with certainty. It was precisely because the elder guarding the pavilion this time was Lie Yan, and he was sure that the other party had the authority to send Lin Hao in half an hour in advance that Lin Jinxing felt at ease to bring Lin Hao here at this time.

Why else would you come so early? To enjoy the cold wind?

Lie Yan: “…”

I really owed these three masters and apprentices in my previous life!

Why didn’t so many weird things happen when Ling Wen was guarding the library before?

At this moment, he really wanted to pull Ling Wen back. He really couldn't sit there any longer as the elder guarding the pavilion! Before, he thought that his little disciple, Chang Ziqing, was well-behaved and sensible, but he didn't expect that everything was an illusion!

But Lie Yan really didn't want to accompany the two of them here in the cold wind for half an hour.

He rubbed his brows with a headache and said helplessly, "Go in, I won't record this half hour."

After hearing Lie Yan's agreement, Lin Jinxing said to Lin Hao, who was retreating further and further away, "Uncle Lie agrees that you can go in half an hour earlier."

After hearing what his senior brother said, Lin Hao quickly returned to the two of them.

She bowed obediently to Lie Yan and said, "Thank you, Uncle Lie."

Lie Yan: “…”

It's all an illusion!

This child looks well-behaved, but the child raised by that bastard Chang Ziqing is indeed as bastard as him!

Seeing Lin Hao happily walk into the library, Lie Yan felt even more headache when he thought about having to meet him every day for the next month.

Lie Yan thought that every day from now on, he would be disturbed by his disciple Zhang Ziqing and live in dire straits.

But to his surprise, Lin Hao was very quiet after entering the library. From the moment he entered, he never raised his head from the books again.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiaotian was now lying on the ground, poking here and there, feeling a bit bored.

"You can't practice these martial arts secrets, so what's the point of reading these books?"

Lin Hao did not raise his eyes from the book, and communicated with Xiaotian in his sea of ​​consciousness: "How can it be meaningless? This is where all the martial arts secrets of all the sects are gathered. This is the essence of all their establishments. If I study it thoroughly, I can combine the strengths of hundreds of schools and make up for my own weaknesses."

Although what Lin Hao said made sense, Xiaotian still felt bored. Reading those books made him dizzy.

"Then you see, I'm going to take a nap, and I'll wake up when you leave the library."

Lin Hao has been immersed in the ocean of books for the past month and does not feel tired at all. He only regrets that the time is too short and he cannot read all the books.

This time he only picked out a part of it to read, but it was enough for him to benefit a lot.

A month later, Lin Hao closed the book about the swordsmanship experience written by a senior from Wandao Sect. He looked up with some regret at the books he had not read yet.

What a pity! If only he could have more time to finish reading all these books.

It was midnight when Lin Hao went in, and it was still midnight when he came out.

But outside the library, there was still a figure as bright as the bright moon, standing outside the door waiting for him.

Lin Hao's eyes lit up with surprise. Originally, he was looking at the door of the library reluctantly, but now he had completely forgotten about it and ran towards Lin Jinxing quickly like a swallow returning to its nest.

He smiled brightly and looked at Lin Jinxing, "Brother, why did you come here in person?"

Lin Jinxing's face was as cold as ice and snow, and he rarely smiled. He raised his hand and rubbed Lin Hao's head and said, "It's too late. Senior brother must come to pick up junior brother. How is your stay in the library for this month?"

When talking about his favorite things, Lin Hao's eyes brightened. "Very good! It's a pity that the time is too short, I can't finish reading all the books in it."

After saying this, he shook his head with some regret.

"It's okay. I'll find a way to let you go in and read all the books later." Lin Jinxing paused while stroking Lin Hao's head and said lovingly.

Lin Hao asked doubtfully: "Is there any way to get in again? Senior brother, tell me and I will do it myself."

"We'll talk about this later. The most important thing now is that you have to teach tomorrow. I only asked for a month's leave for you. The dean this time is Gong Yuyanming, and he won't tolerate any sand in his eyes. Don't meditate tonight. Get a good night's sleep."

Thinking about how he had asked for leave for Lin Hao before, he felt such a headache when he saw that the dean this time was Gong Yu Yanming.

This person is very particular about rules, and Lin Hao cannot leave a bad impression on the other party on the first day.

Before they knew it, they had returned to their residence.

Lin Hao took Lin Jinxing's words to heart and went to sleep soundly.

During this month, although Lin Hao seemed energetic, his brain was actually tired from taking in too much knowledge.

After returning to the room, Lin Hao lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Hao woke up to the sound of a sword swinging. The sunlight shone through the window onto Lin Hao's handsome face. The morning sunlight was soft and not glaring, but after Lin Hao opened his eyes, he subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes.

After getting up and going out, he saw Lin Jinxing practicing sword in the yard.

He danced lightly with a long sword in his hand, his movements were smooth and natural.

In the courtyard, Lin Jinxing also planted a crabapple tree. The tree was full of snowball crabapple flowers, which were blown by the morning breeze, and the petals fluttered and scattered.

Like the snowflakes fluttering down in early winter, they are pure white; and against the backdrop of the tender green leaves, they burst with a vitality that is not found in winter.

Lin Jinxing was dressed in white, like the bright moon in the sky, and no one dared to desecrate him.

The clothes swayed as Lin Jinxing swung his sword, contrasting with the pure white petals, making the person as clear as ice and snow seem even more unattainable.

The superposition of white and white, their mutual fusion and complementation, form the most beautiful picture in the world.

Lin Jinxing also noticed the arrival of his junior brother at this time, and he came to Lin Hao. He wanted to reach out and touch his head, but found that his body was still a little dirty after practicing sword, so he silently withdrew his hand.

"Did I disturb you?"

Lin Hao came back to his senses from the surprise just now, and replied with a smile: "No, but..."