After Crossing, My Modifier Disappeared

I wanted to make a sound, but unfortunately I couldn't.

If it can make a sound, it seems that it can release all the things that are gradually accumulating in the chest and climbing along the spinal cord in one breath.

But...Xi Xuezhiwu still remembered Shi Yan's master's last order in her mind, which was about to become empty.

"Don't make a sound."

slowly...gradually...little by little...

That weird, twisted, climbing thing or feeling spread throughout the chest, spinal cord, and limbs.

It has nothing to do with my own will.

Xixue Zhiwu only felt that the tip of her tongue was trembling against the roof of her mouth, unable to make a sound, as if she would let out a scream as long as she relaxed her vigilance for a moment.

She could only half-open her mouth, repeat heavy breathing over and over again, and turn the cry for help into a heavy exhalation, to barely stop the sound.

Crazy blank thoughts filled her like an inflated balloon.

finally...

Behind the opened curtain, the master's figure 'floated' out of the seemingly endless sea of ​​light.

The inflated balloon finally exploded with a 'bang'.

"Ha—" a completely broken voice.

Xixue Zhiwu shook her shoulders and fell forward helplessly.

clang-

The woman's figure instantly disintegrated.

The frost blue ice sword landed in a puddle of icy water.

Because he was so amazed and stunned, Shi Yan didn't even have time to catch the falling ice sword.

Shi Yan hurried forward, turned into a gentle wind and picked up Xixue Zhiwu's body.

Behind Shi Yan, Shi Jiuzhou looked at Shi Yan's back silently, and then silently closed the curtain of the tent.

She didn't know what happened in this tent last night.

After packing up Xixuezhiwu and sending the little Pixiu to the little mistress, Shi Jiuzhou followed the master's taste and served outside Xingcai's camp all the time.

She wasn't worried about whether Xixuezhiwu would break free from the rope, nor whether Xixuezhiwu would disobey her master's orders.

Sword spirits... At least sword spirits like Shi Jiuzhou or Xixuezhiwu are absolutely loyal to their masters, and will unconditionally execute all orders from their masters.

Even if that order would shatter the sword spirit to pieces, he would not hesitate to do so.

Shi Yan wiped the ice sword in his hand with pity, which seemed to have turned into a crystal color.

Want to sit down on the chair behind you.

After a strange expression, Shi Yan finally sat on the edge of the bed.

She gently stroked the ice sword in her hand.

In my heart, I could faintly hear the broken breathing of the woman, and... the faint sleep talk that escaped from the lovely lips as if in a light sleep.

"I... seem to have done something too much." Shi Yan raised his head and looked at Shi Jiuzhou.

She could only say sorry to Xixuezhiwu over and over again in her heart.

To Shi Yan's surprise... Shi Jiuzhou didn't show anything similar to condemnation or the kind of joy of "adding insult to injury".

She just slowly sat down on Shi Yan's left side, holding Shi Yan's arm in her arms.

"No..." A soft voice rang in Shi Yan's ear.

very gentle.

Shi Jiuzhou was able to capture the guilt and self-blame that belonged to his master.

She doesn't understand... what is there to feel guilty about.

Sword Spirit——

It was originally intended to be used by the owner.

Being able to please the master is the greatest compliment to them.

"She... is very happy." Shi Jiuzhou's voice was full of envy, and she stretched out her hand to touch the frost-blue ice sword.

After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand again.

After all, she and Xixuezhiwu are sworn enemies.

"I'm very envious." Shi Jiuzhou hugged Shi Yan's arm tightly, as if he wanted to embed Shi Yan's arm deeply into his body.

"I'm really...very envious." Shi Yan could hear Shi Jiuzhou's tone was completely sincere, as if...she also wanted to be 'broken' in this way.

It seemed to be responding to Shi Jiuzhou's voice.

With Shi Yan in his heart, he finally heard Xixue Zhiwu's signature inorganic, very subtle answering sound.

"Master... there is no need to apologize."

The woman's voice was so small that Shi Yan had to work hard to hear it clearly.

"That's punishment..."

"Xue Wu understands."

In her heart, Xixue Zhiwu seemed to be lying there, gently rubbing her small head against Shi Yan's palm. "Instead, it's Xue Wu..."

"I'm sorry..." the woman shyly said.

"Master has clearly said so, don't make a sound."

"Xue Wu failed to persevere in the end."

Listening to the woman's inorganic, trembling weak voice, Shi Yan's indescribable pity.

In an instant, she seemed to understand what kind of lovely sword spirit is.

Or rather-

Like Snow Dance and Shi Jiuzhou.

What kind of lovely existence is the sword spirit who has been empty in the "Sword Tomb" for so long.

Same as the "soul of the white fox" Bai Xiaoxiao.

In them, there are more or less shadows of Stockholm syndrome.

Shi Yan stroked the ice sword in his hand.

"Xixuezhiwu...can it be made a little smaller?" Shi Yan recalled the two-palm long jade sword that was almost ornamental that Shi Jiuzhou transformed into in order to follow him.

Shi Yan didn't want to throw Xixuezhiwu's body into the storage ring.

"Hey..." A small promise was squeezed out by Xixue Zhiwu.

The ice sword in Shi Yan's hand trembled slightly, slowly shrinking.

In the end, it turned into a shiny ice sword that was as long as one palm and as wide as two fingers, and Shi Yan held it in his hands and played with it.

Shi Yan, who had fully understood the nature of the sword spirits, gently stroked the ice sword in his hand, and could imagine the woman biting her lips tightly.

"You can make a sound." In the most gentle tone, Shi Yan ordered in his heart.

"And... have a good rest."

Holding the ice sword in his right hand, Shi Yan took Shi Jiuzhou with his left hand, and the two stood up.

There is still a lot to do today.

The spirits and evil spirits in the deep forest have basically been wiped out, and it's time for Xing Tiansi's men to go back.

And Qinglian Sword Sect——

Back then Long Taoyi and the others stayed in Nanjun City purely because Shi Yan lost track.The sense of justice in their hearts made them decide to stay in Nanjun City.

Let Xibi comfort Xia Xia, and at the same time, they went into the deep forest with the people from Xing Tiansi to find the trace of Shi Yan.

Now that Shi Yan has returned, they should also leave.

In addition—

Shi Yan overlooks Nanjun City in the north.

There is also a big wedding waiting for her to 'gift'.

106 The husband is not without tears, and does not shed parting room.Brother, Senior Sister will wait for you [Second update]

After sleeping for a day and a night yesterday, Xia Xia woke up very early today.

The girl had already been waiting in the tent for Shi Yan's arrival.

Before stepping into Xia Xia's camp, Shi Jiuzhou silently let go of his arms to make room for the little mistress.

"Sister..." whispered gently.

The girl trotted over and hugged Shi Yan's arm with some joy.

Originally... my sister didn't come to her camp all night last night, Xia Xia wondered if my sister was 'fooling around' with other women outside.

If it's Xing Tiansi's sister Xingcai who looks very heroic.

My sister might not be able to climb up today.

Xia Xia hugged Shi Yan's arm, through the thin skirt material, Shi Yan could clearly feel the girl's young and soft body lines.

Xia Xia's little nose wrinkled and wrinkled.

On her sister... vaguely, she seemed to be able to smell a burst of sweet and soft fragrance.

It's just... not like Sister Xingcai.

Sister Xingcai doesn't have such a sweet and soft smell.

That...is sister Qibi of Qinglian Sword Sect?

Xia Xia's little head was full of thoughts.