When the blade touched the neck, there was a cold tingling sensation.

Holding the hilt of the sword with slender and white fingers, he raised it up: "Who are you?"

Chen Ming opened his eyelids and glanced at the sword lying across his chin.

Then... I closed my eyes.

To be honest, he wasn't very surprised at first, because it is normal for people to have random dreams when they are unconscious.

Dreams are illogical, and he just hit his head in a car accident. Even if Ma Yun's father jumped out of the sword and gave Tmall Double Eleven allowance, he wouldn't think it too strange.

It's just that this touch is too real.

Feeling the cold and tingling sensation getting stronger and stronger, he opened his eyes again, only to find a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing in front of him, pointing a sword at him.

He's still a handsome young man.

The complexion is white and the figure is slender, like a thrush with the elegance of fine brushwork in the eyes, and there is a touch of pure beauty in the gestures of the hands and feet.

Surprise flashed in Chen Ming's eyes, and before he could say anything, a metallic voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

[The visitor is about 15 years old. He is still childish, but also vaguely mature.A pair of eyebrows are extremely elegant, sweeping into the temples obliquely like a spot of paint, and a pair of eyes are narrow and charming, and the eyes seem to be passionate and unfeeling.Qiong's nose is as tall and straight as a jade pillar, clearly a man, but his lips are cherry red, and the corners of his mouth have some natural soft curves, reminding people of roses flying by the wind. 】

???

Considering that there seemed to be no one else here except the young man, he cleared his throat, and was about to ask clearly, but suddenly found that the young man had froze in place at some point, motionless, not even blinking his eyes.

It's like someone suddenly pressed the pause button.

He tried to push the edge of the sword beside his throat, but didn't move at all, and noticed something was wrong——

The situation was urgent just now and he didn't have time to take a closer look. Now how he looks at it, he feels that the proportions are not right. After all, he is a 19-year-old college student. Why is his hand so small that he can't even hold a sword?

Almost at the same time as he was trying to push the sword, the voice with a metallic coldness sounded again without warning:

[Time: September 12th, [-]th year of Qiyuan; Location: Jinyan Cave, Wuwang Mountain, Qingli Country. 】

[Plot: The prince of Qingli Kingdom and the hostesses of other countries enter the cave, watch Lan Zhen's ancient sword unsheathed, and choose the man of destiny. 】

[Characters present: Luo Huaqing, Fang Muci, the hostesses and subordinates of other countries, the ancient sword sword spirit. 】

[I am System 001, for the convenience of future use, please give me a name from the host. 】

"Fuck, what the hell??"

The more Chen Ming listened, the more he felt chills in his heart. He remembered that these ancient settings and familiar nouns were exactly the plot of the bloody romance novel he read half a year ago, "Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Chaos in Beijing"?

He lowered his head to observe his body again, only to realize that both his hands, feet and clothes had changed. This is not a hospital, and this translucent body does not belong to him.

He... crossed over.

[Drip, the naming is successful... The 'Fuck' system exclusive to you has already taken effect. In the future, you only need to call 'Fuck', 'Fuck' or 'Fuck' to summon me. 】

[In addition, congratulations on becoming the exclusive sword spirit of Lanzhen Ancient Sword, and immediately activate the "Awesome" system treasure house and the "Sword Spirit Exclusive" health and affinity system. 】

The tone of the self-proclaimed system stick reader was very cheerful, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction with the name "Fuck".

But Chen Ming didn't care about these at the moment, he stared, and the memory flashed back uncontrollably.

The novel "Ten Miles of Red Makeup" was found by chance on the self-recommendation page of the school's tree hole. At that time, he left a message out of curiosity, and then went to check the specific content.

This book mainly talks about the love story between the heroine Fang Muci and the hero Luo Huaqing, but it also adds power struggles and fantasy elements. It can be seen that the author wants to cover everything but can't control it. The plot has not yet reached its climax. up.

It made the readers' hearts flutter, and the comment area was full of curses.

I don't know what kind of wind was drawn by fate, but he just stuffed him into this book.

In the novel, Lan Zhen Ancient Sword is the most powerful weapon in the world.Similar to the idea of ​​King Arthur's Sword in the Stone in England, "Ten Miles" assumes that the ancient sword is a handed down weapon of Emperor Zhaowu, the first ruler of the Qiongzhou mainland.

In the original book, it was the heroine who pulled out the ancient sword and lit up the golden finger, which led to the unfolding of the follow-up story. In other words, the current point in time happens to be the beginning of the novel.

[In the system interface, the time in the book world is static, and you have enough time to understand the various rules of survival in this world. ] Seeing that he has not spoken, the system kindly reminds him.

Chen Ming took a deep breath: "Why did I travel here, and...how can I go back?"

He has no intention of saving the world, life has just begun, who wants to suddenly become a sword spirit the size of a palm!

[Host, you have entered the novel world through magnetic turbulence, and it is temporarily impossible to leave here. 】

[I am also sorry to inform you that your appearance disturbed the running track of the story. The owner of the ancient sword has become the hero Luo Huaqing, so you only have two choices: either become the villain boss and beat the hero and heroine, or become a matchmaker guarantee They are heading for a happy life. 】

[Host, choose one? 】

"Being a boss? No, no, no, no."

Facing such an emotionless stick-reading machine, Chen Ming felt a chill pass through his mind, and his muddled thoughts suddenly became much clearer:

Although I can't leave for the time being, and I don't know why I crossed over, but since I have already arrived, no amount of panic will help.The most urgent thing is to choose a safer way to let yourself live safely.

"I still... choose the matchmaker system. Also, you can call me Xiao Ming."

After thinking about it, he felt a lot more relaxed.

But after thinking about it, when it came to the name, he only realized that his casual answer just now may have caused irreparable consequences.

"Wow...wowo," he quietly took advantage of the loophole in his pronunciation to change his name to something he could say, "what should I do next?"

[Xiaoming’s current plot node is: Chapters 1-5 of the first volume of Songs of Young Times. The basic content is that the heroine Fang Muci, the heroine Luo Huaqing, and protons from other countries came to Jinyan Cave and pulled out the ancient sword Lanzhen. 】

Jinyan Cave is where he is now. Chen Ming looked around and nodded.

Fortunately, he still has an impression of the plot.

"Ten Miles" written by Qu Jing Xunyou is established on the virtual Qiongzhou Continent, which occupies five empires, namely Qingli Kingdom in the middle, Xuanyin Kingdom in the north, Danyang Kingdom in the south, Langxuan Kingdom in the east, and Yinyi Kingdom in the west.

Fifty years ago, Qingli defeated other countries and gained the supremacy. In order to contain other countries, it made a covenant with harsh conditions: every 50 years, each country will send a prince or princess to Qingli Proton Mansion.

The year when Luo Huaqing, the second prince of Xuanyin Kingdom, was sent to Qingli Kingdom as a hostage, happened to be the day when the ancient sword came out of its sheath.

It seems that the actor hasn't drawn his sword yet. After a little thought, he understood what he should do:

"So, what I have to do now is to let him pull out the ancient sword smoothly, right?"

[Exactly,] The system agrees, [After the hero draws his sword, I will tell you the next move. 】

"Then thank you, send me out of the system interface."

Chen Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath to adjust his mental state, and when he opened them again, he had returned to the state of staring at Luo Huaqing.

Everything...has just begun.

"My dear friend, please don't get excited," he smiled sarcastically, trying to push away the deadly threat, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't use knives and guns when you come up, it will hurt your feelings."

Luo Huaqing stared at him, her long and narrow eyes full of suspicion: "If you tell me who you are, I will let you go."

Chen Ming wanted to cry, but he knew that the hero of the novel was a black-bellied guy, and it was difficult to attack easily, so he pretended to be relaxed and said:

"I am the sword spirit of Lan Zhen Ancient Sword, boy, are you interested in becoming my partner?"

"Sword spirit?" Luo Huaqing raised his eyebrows, then sneered suddenly, and withdrew the sword in his hand.

Chen Ming watched in surprise as his wrist flicked, and the tough blade immediately became curly and soft, wrapping it around his waist.

"Then you can prove it to me."

When he spoke, the tail tone subconsciously sank slightly, reminiscent of the bells ringing on Christmas Eve, and like a moving story passed down from ancient times.

If it weren't for the murderous intent flashing in his eyes, Chen Ming would have believed that he was just chatting casually with him at this moment, rather than facing a life-and-death crisis.

"You hold this sword and pull it out of the blood black stone."

Chen Ming propped up his body. According to the system, he can only attach to the sword before Gu Jian recognizes its owner.

After turning into a sword spirit, not only did he become translucent, but even his body size shrank to the size of a palm.

Luo Huaqing smiled faintly, no longer hesitated, and stretched out his hand to hold the dark sword hilt.

The development of the matter was also not what he expected. Originally, according to the plan he and his master had planned in advance, he just came to the Jinyan Cave for a formality. After all, the master of the ancient sword has been in the Qingli Kingdom for more than a hundred years. exception.

But for some reason, the moment the princes entered the cave, everyone was knocked unconscious by the ancient sword's spiritual power, and only he was safe and sound. Fortunately, he met this strange spirit who claimed to be the ancient sword sword spirit.

Does all this mean something?

Feeling the moment with his lowered eyes, he gave a low drink and exerted his strength upwards.

I saw that the blood black stone that had been silent for a long time suddenly burst into cracks, and the faint sound of dragons and tigers diffused around the ancient sword. Immediately afterwards, the color of the sword body also changed, from the original black to shiny. silvery white.

Feeling the violent vibration from the blade, Chen Ming suddenly raised his head, his body became lighter in an instant, and with Luo Huaqing's arm raised high——

Lan Zhen sword out!

The author has something to say: Welcome to the little angels who came to see~ The author bows down!

It is really difficult to write articles on a single computer, I hope everyone can give me a lot of comments, woo woo woo, I really like interacting with my dear readers! !Seeing that there are many comments, I am so envious that I cry in a storm_(:з」∠)_

The setting of this article is that Chen Ming traveled to the novel world due to a car accident and became the sword spirit of the ancient sword. Gu Jian chose the hero as the sword master, so he became the hero's sword spirit; System, if you don’t match the hero and heroine, you will get a box~ The general idea is like this~

The product is pure and good, and I will try my best to keep it updated every day~

As well as the pre-accepted article in the welcome collection column "The Tyrant Loves the Master [Rebirth]", let's enjoy the joy of the Little Black House Crematorium together~

Copywriting of "The Tyrant Has Loved His Master Again [Rebirth]"

The genius Fu Xiucheng Yuexi took in an apprentice named Fu Hanzhang

This young man is gentle and obedient, talented and intelligent, he will call him Shizun sweetly and softly, and cook him delicious meat buns

But such a well-behaved disciple is a tyrant

The world was spinning, and when he opened his eyes again, his hands and feet were locked, and the man pinched his chin with a presumptuous and dangerous expression

"You finally fell into my hands, Master." He smiled cruelly and indifferently.

"The taste of being cheated, is it still satisfying?"

┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉

In his previous life, Fu Hanzhang was an evil dragon that everyone shouted to kill, but he was taken in by Si Xi, the Immortal of Diancang, and became his beloved disciple

Master loves him and loves him, and has become his heart and soul, Yun Jianyue

He could give everything for his master, but he couldn't bear the man's sword piercing deeply into his chest, his eyes were cold:

"Then go to die."

go to hell

Words to punish the heart

┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉

In the first rebirth, Fu Hanzhang's eyes were blinded by paranoia and violence. He dragged the blood-stained moon from the sky and locked him in a cage

But when the misunderstanding was resolved and the chaos in the Three Realms suddenly arose, he repented and threw himself into the flames of the Gate of the Void Abyss

The moonlight still follows him

┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉

If the road ahead is forever night

just let me light your way home

[The girl from the previous life is now sick and charming, the tyrant attacks x the cold and forbearing beauty suffers]

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