I couldn't refuse my arch-nemesis' courtship today.

The seemingly serious Shen Shimian would actually do such a thing as stuffing a small note. Xuan Ying suspected for a moment that he was hallucinating, so he quickly put the note away, and he was not in the mood to deal with Liang Fu anymore.

Liang Fu escaped by mistake, and secretly prayed for Shen Shimian to get well quickly, so that the senior brother could go to him to vent his energy and let them poor brothers and sisters go.

In the evening, Shen Shimian went to Zangshu Pavilion as usual. The absent-minded Xuan Ying found an excuse to scare Liang Fu away and went back with the little paper bird. He put the little paper bird on the table and confronted it bitterly, as if What evil cultivators are inside.

Xuan Ying was really afraid that when he opened it, it would contain Shen Shimian's sudden confession.

Shen Shimian in Zangshuge didn't know his worries at all. The reason for the paper bird was very simple. He wasn't sure if the person who did it secretly was still staring at him. Except for the news that was deliberately revealed, everything else needed to be properly concealed.

And unless it is certain that Xuan Ying has malicious intentions, he does not intend to take the initiative to pull the other party into the water, and will keep an appropriate distance. The inability to use spiritual power to transmit sound restricts his communication with Xuan Ying, so he can only temporarily use a very simple and primitive note. It all depends on Xuan Ying's own choice.

Xuan Ying, who was extremely rich in mental activities, finally opened the little paper bird and found that the inside of the paper bird was filled with densely packed small characters. Xuan Ying couldn't help laughing at himself, he was really overwhelmed by the mandarin duck line recently.

After the crisis was resolved, he took a closer look at what Shen Shimian had written, and after reading it, he felt that he was in a dilemma.

The general meaning in the note is that Shen Shimian wants Xuan Ying, the only insider, to help him cover up the abnormality, and give him time to find out the secret enemy. For this reason, the other party is willing to promise him two more things or use two artifacts as an excuse exchange.

In the past few days since I came back, although Xuan Ying's strange attitude has never caused Shen Shimian to stumble, Shen Shimian dare not place any hope on his kindness. The note was actually written long ago, until Xuan Ying took the initiative to ask if he needed Ling Only then did he make up his mind to throw an olive branch.

After all, he is more willing to believe in Xuan Ying than the secret enemy.

Xuan Ying passed the mandarin duck line, and has lost any illusions about the artifact. Shen Shimian agreed to the two conditions, and he was not very tempted. The writing on the paper bird was like a person, but it was very beautiful. He sat by the bed He held the note between his fingertips and held it up to his eyes, raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly the barrier in the courtyard was touched, Xuan Ying turned his face to the side and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's really annoying."

The note was silently turned into ashes in his hands, obliterating all traces.

The person who came was Xuan Qingzi, the current head of Xuanjiang Gate. Xuan Ying put away his usual lazy manner, walked to the courtyard and stood respectfully behind Xuan Qingzi, "Master."

Xuan Qingzi looked to be in his thirties, his back was turned to Xuan Ying, but his eyes fell on Shen Shimian's courtyard next door.

"I heard that Shen Yun suddenly retreated." Xuan Qingzi's voice was deep and steady, "What's unusual?"

Xuan Ying pondered for a while what the question was asking, and replied cautiously, "The disciple went out when the master Shen was in retreat, and he didn't know the inside story."

Xuan Qingzi nodded slightly but did not ask, "How are you doing tomorrow's sword art?"

Xuan Ying said to himself, "It's already the third floor, please rest assured, Master, this disciple has never slacked off."

"Where did Shen Shimian practice?"

Xuan Ying thought for a while, "I tried it once before he went to Ruannan Secret Realm, and his progress should be about the same as mine. However, his spiritual vein was damaged a few days ago, and Master Shen retreated again, so he may stagnate in the future."

"It's so good. Fortunately, you saved him and didn't delay your plan to become a teacher. Your mother misses you very much. Go back to Xuanjiang Gate to see her when you have time." After saying this, Xuan Qingzi left again without a sound.

Xuan Ying's shoulders slumped, and he secretly cursed a dead old man who watched me all day long, licked his molars, and suddenly wanted to trouble Shen Shimian.

Just do it when you think about it, it is much more convenient for Xuanying to find Shen Shimian's whereabouts now than before, he followed the red line all the way to Zangshu Pavilion, where Shen Shimian almost spends his time recently.

Shen Shimian stood in front of the bookshelf in white clothes, holding an ancient book and frowned slightly. The clues of the person who sneaked up on him already had clues, but there was no news about the red thread artifact. It took half a month, and he was not sure that Xuan Ying would accept the conditions of cooperation, and he was really not used to being passive.

Suddenly he raised his head as if feeling something, and Xuan Ying, who was bothering him, turned around from the end of the bookshelf with a strange and faintly excited smile on his lips, Shen Shimian's heart trembled, and countless similar scenes flashed in his mind, without exception. It represents the signal that Xuan Ying wants to attack him.

In the past, he could ignore letting Xuan Ying hit the cotton with a punch, but now he can't, a faint helplessness flashed in his eyes, Shen Shimian still put down the book and walked towards Xuan Ying, Xuan Ying licked his lips, and pressed himself In a hurry, the sound transmission said, "I can help you, but I don't need artifacts and your promises. It just so happens that I am somewhat interested in resurrection itself. As long as you agree to cooperate with me in the experiment, until Master Shen is out of the customs, everything else is easy to talk about."

Shen Shimian was even more speechless. Xuan Ying's purpose was too obvious. Didn't he just want to toss himself hard by studying the reason for resurrection? He motioned for Xuan Ying to pass his hand over, and Xuan Ying understood, because he was afraid that the wall would have ears in his hands write.

Shen Shimian's hand was grabbed again, Xuan Ying watched intently what he wrote, but there was only one word - Ke.

Xuan Ying was very satisfied, although he seriously suspected that Shen Shimian was out of his mind and promised himself that it was the ghost of the mandarin duck line.

Whatever you want, whatever you want.

After the deal was concluded, Xuan Ying couldn't hold back his excitement, and suggested, "Let's get started."

Shen Shimian followed him and left the Library Pavilion, staring at his back all the way.

——Brother, you promised this yourself. It is impossible for you to not know what you mean by agreeing to me. Step into this muddy water and let me see what your position is.

Xuan Ying brought the man back to his own yard, rummaged out a large pile of classics and piled them on the ground, pointed to the pile of classics and ordered Shen Shimian confidently, "You don't need to rest now, let's talk about resurrection in all these classics tonight. Sort out all the content, and then we try one by one.”

Shen Shimian had no objection, Xuan Ying calmed down, lay down with his back to him, and soon fell asleep listening to the slight sound of pages turning behind him.

Then he had a sweet dream. In the dream, Shen Shimian obeyed, told him to go east and never go west, and he didn't put on a cold face. He always smiled and had a good temper, which aroused Xuan Ying in his sleep. lips.

Shen Shimian, who stayed up all night looking through the classics, didn't know what dream he was having. After reading a few books, he began to have doubts. At first, he thought that Xuan Ying was picking up random books to torment himself, but after reading these few books, he found that each of them was full of words. There are things, the feasibility is extremely high, and the rest are all related books, and none of them are superfluous. These books are not collected temporarily. Is Xuan Ying really interested in resurrection?

So... who does he want to resurrect?

Xuan Ying's sweet dream came to an end, and Shen Shimian, who was obedient, suddenly changed his face, "I know you used the mandarin duck line to control my feelings. I can get rid of it as long as I drag you to hell together. Let's die together."

Xuan Ying woke up again, sat up abruptly, and stared blankly at the cold glance of Shen Shimian, who had been reading all night before going to bed, and managed to regain his sanity.

Shen Shimian pointed to the table, "Brother is awake, I have already taken the breakfast and put it on the table."

After speaking, he looked down at the classics again.

Xuan Ying shook his head and yawned, took out a new set of clothes from the mustard bag, took off the suit on his body and changed in front of Shen Shimian, his movements were very fast, but Shen Shimian was not He is really dead, his eyesight is still very good, and there is nothing missing that should be read or not, so he can't help but move the book up to block his sight.

After Xuan Ying finished packing and sat at the table, he stared at the food on the table, "Are you a pig, do you eat so much every day?"

Shen Shimian's hand that turned the page paused, and an emotionless voice floated out, "Senior brother needs to send me spiritual power every day, and food for two people is necessary, otherwise the body will be exhausted."

A sentence floated in Xuan Ying's mind inexplicably - let you be full first, and then eat you.

His Xuanjiangmen senior brother can't bear this grievance, so what about raising pigs?

In the end, Xuan Ying was full of anger and swept away all the food on the table. Not to mention, the food was still delicious. The food that Shen Shimian took was very suitable for his appetite. make life difficult for.

After that, Xuan Ying lost his spiritual power to Shen Shimian again, so he threw him into the room to study, and he went to class as usual.

Shen Shimian is currently unable to take any other courses that he chose this year except the medicine class, so he has no opinion. He copied down several highly reliable methods that he extracted and summarized one by one, and discussed the specific implementation after Xuanying came back. The way.

Xuan Ying's class today is spell class, and Liang Fu is not old enough to learn it, so he has been taking the spell class alone. He is concerned about implementing various long-standing theoretical conjectures on Shen Shimian. It was more aggressive. There was a guy who was far away from him at the same time, but he thought he was moving closer without a trace. Xuan Ying pretended not to notice. As long as the other party didn't really come up to him, he usually didn't bother to talk to him.

This junior seems to belong to the Rock Arc Sect, and after dawdling for a long time, after Xuan Ying made a new lightning system formula, he also hurriedly made one, and Xuan Ying's one collided, and the two formulas collided, Blowing up a big crater on the hill used for practice, the disciple was close and was almost injured.

Xuan Ying: "..." It looks like it's made of porcelain.

The elder who taught the class had sharp eyes, and he spotted the movement of Xuan Ying at a glance, and scolded, "It is said that the practice should be separated by a sufficient distance, are you ignoring it?"

The disciple hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, Elder."

The elder approached Xuan Ying when he had had enough of scolding, and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, brother, I've caused you trouble, but I've always admired brother, so I couldn't help but want to be closer to you so I can learn."

Xuan Ying folded his arms and looked at him, and after he finished speaking, he casually said "Oh", "The Lei Jue is pretty good, you can continue to learn."

That disciple was a little confused, didn't everyone say that Xuan Ying has a bad temper, and when he saw Shen Shimian disagreeing, he made an appointment to perform martial arts. How could Xuan Ying not be angry when he was so obvious that he really angered the fake innocent white lotus routine?

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