The cute sword breaks the sky!

When the night falls quietly, the dusk has quietly passed away.

Honglian opened her big eyes in a daze, only then did he realize that at some point, he had fallen asleep!

And he was on the bed, and I don't know who helped him move it back.

However, he raised his head and looked at the sword that was magnified several times in front of him. Honglian stretched out her round claws and slapped the sword's face away.

The sword was struck, he woke up, his deep eyes were full of coldness, he seemed to have not yet realized that the person in front of him was the red lotus he was thinking of.

When Honglian saw it, for some reason, her heart trembled.

Honglian had never seen such an indifferent appearance.

For some reason, a feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in my heart, and this uneasiness originated from the person in front of me.

When Jian came back to his senses and found that it was Honglian, he quickly restrained his cold emotions and smiled, "Honglian, why are you awake?" As he said that, he threw Honglian down and hugged Honglian tightly. .

Seeing Jian like this, Guren felt normal again.

Ever since, that weird feeling was left behind by Honglian.

I saw the sword raised its head and said to Honglian:

"Honglian, why did you pat my face?" Is it comfortable to pat my face?If this is the case, Guren will keep shooting!As long as, as long as Honglian is no longer sad.

Thinking of Guren's sad appearance last night, Jian felt his heart twitch.

However, Honglian didn't know about Jian's heart at all, he just got up quickly, left Jian's bed, walked outside, walked to the door, and looked up at the sky.

However, he found that the sky outside was already shrouded in darkness.

"Oops!" Honglian let out a sad voice.

The old man must have left.

It was all the sword's fault, if the sword hadn't pulled him, he would have left here with the old man long ago.

If he doesn't go back at night, will he suffer?

Jianjian didn't know what Honglian was thinking, but just watched Honglian standing there blankly, with her messy hair messed up in the wind, and didn't know what to do.

Jianjian got up, picked up his coat, and put it on Honglian lightly, not wanting Honglian to be cold.

However, Honglian seemed to be very ungrateful, he turned his head, gave Jian a fierce look, gritted his teeth and said:

"Is there a problem?"

Seeing that Honglian was so angry, Jianjian shrank his hands slightly, and then buried his head and lowered his eyelashes slightly to hide the reluctance in his eyes.

Seeing him like this made Honglian even angrier.

"Say what you want to say, or I'll leave if you don't."

Hearing this, Jianjian quickly raised his head and looked at Honglian, "Honglian, today, will you stay and spend the night with me? I am so lonely without you." There is only infinite emptiness and loneliness, swallowing I.

Seeing Jian's expectant look, Honglian couldn't bear it.

He really wanted to slap Feijian, but when he thought that Jianjian was injured, he stopped.

Jian Jian can no longer be injured!

Thinking about it, Honglian, who couldn't be hit or scolded, felt extremely aggrieved, squatted on the ground, stretched out her round hands, and drew circles on the ground.

Jian looked at Honglian, and he followed suit.

Honglian didn't care about the sword, but he was thinking about how he should go next.

If he stays here tonight, will something happen to him?

He tilted his head, poked the sword, and asked if the sword master would be angry and unhappy if he stayed here.

Jianjian heard the words, but his eyes glowed. He knew that Honglian was tempted and planned to stay, so Jian hugged the soft Honglian and replied:

"Although the master doesn't like outsiders to come to me. But the master will rarely come to me. Therefore, the master may not know that you have been here and spent the night here."

Guren blinked her big eyes and looked at the sword.

If Rujian really said so, then he will be fine if he spends the night quietly today and leaves quietly tomorrow, right?

The old man urged him to leave at dusk.

The old man must be very afraid of the master of swords, Master Xuan Lu.

Master Xuan Lu must be a big villain.And a very bad big bad guy!

However, Honglian suddenly moved her small nose and sniffed the fragrance in the air, it was so fragrant, he hadn't eaten hot food for a long time.

Hong Lian was about to climb to the source, but suddenly heard,

"My lord, your meal has arrived."

Honglian hurriedly rolled under Jian's bed, hiding herself at lightning speed, and then, Honglian hissed at Jian.

Jian understood, and nodded to Honglian.

At this time, Jian said to the second-class disciple who opened the door and approached:

"Just put the dishes down. I will wash the bowls and chopsticks tomorrow myself."

The servant quickly shook his head and said,

"This can't be done. If Master Xuanlu finds out, the little one will die."

Jian had no choice but to nod to the second-class disciple.

Jian watched as the second-class disciple stood beside him, staring at him as he ate.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, what should he do to transfer this second-class disciple?

Otherwise, Honglian would not be able to eat.

Suddenly, Jian thought of something, and he smiled happily.

Didn't Guren say that he likes to drink his blood?

Well, as long as he is well fed, there will be a lot of blood.

At that time, Guren will definitely have a good time drinking his blood, right?

Thinking that Guren would only drink his blood, Jian couldn't help trembling slightly.

For some reason, a kind of joy tinged with excitement emerged spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, Jian, who has not yet enlightened, does not know at all that he only drinks his own blood for Honglian, and this desire to monopolize Honglian broke out.

However, even if he is not enlightened, the sword's face is half invisible, not showing mountains, not showing water, his face is cold and cruel, and he glances sharply at the second-class disciple beside him.

This second-class disciple is really an eyesore.

If he wasn't there, there would only be him and Guren here.

Now, Guren is unable to speak.

Simply...

Jian lowered his eyelashes slightly, covering the haze in his eyes.

However, Jian still ate without haste.

Only when he eats will there be more blood.

Therefore, Jian, who doesn't eat much on weekdays, now eats a lot.

Even if he can't eat or swallow it, as long as he thinks of Honglian's happy appearance, that happy and comfortable appearance when drinking his own blood, that appearance of rolling and acting like a baby on the ground after drinking, , Jian felt infinite motivation, let him go to eat.

So, when Jian looked at the table and saw that there were only empty plates left, he leaned back on the chair in satisfaction and rubbed his stomach with his hands.

The second-class disciples standing aside were quite surprised.

Lord Jian usually doesn't have that much appetite.

The second-class disciple, with a trace of surprise, cleaned the table and chopsticks, and then left the place.

As soon as Jian saw him leave, he got up and closed the door, his cold and icy appearance turned into deep tenderness when he saw Honglian.

He walked up to Honglian and knocked off the bed.

Knowing that the crisis was over, Guren got up from under the bed.

Although he didn't see how Jianjian ate, he also heard the sound of how Jianjian ate them mouthful.

Therefore, when Honglian saw that the table was extremely smooth and nothing was left, she immediately puffed up her face angrily.

This hateful sword sword!No food was left for him!How heartless!

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