Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Extra episode [-]/Before confirming the relationship

In the morning, the sky was bright.On Tushen Peak, in a courtyard full of lanterns, Li Canran was sleeping on a recliner, with a book of spiritual spells covering his face.

There are too many spiritual spells, and they are complicated. If you don't learn a few, you will be sleepy.

The lanterns were a few days ago to celebrate the new year, and the elder hall ordered that the remaining lanterns from the Shangyuan Festival could just be hung.The other disciples didn't want to hang up in the courtyard, so they only took a few away, and the rest of the elders gave them all.

Now it has become such a lively scene, anyone who enters their yard will be surprised, "Huh."

So happy.

When Zhou Rong came back from finishing the mission of the sect, he was already used to the appearance of the yard, and threw a bundle in his hand.

Li Canran was awakened, took the burden, and sat up from the recliner.

"What you want." Zhou Rong said.

They had a quarrel a while ago, and they didn't intend to help him bring it, but they still couldn't help themselves, so they deliberately took a detour to buy the bait.

Zhou Rong hated himself.When he went out, he still had a temper, but seeing Li Canran now, the temper in his heart dissipated without a trace.

In the southwest corner of their yard, there is a small pond. It has been rainy this year, and the pond is full of water. Li Canran raised several koi in it.

Unpacking the bag, Li Canran sat straddling the beam by the pond and sprinkled bait in the pond. Whenever there was any movement on his side, the koi all swam over, causing a big ripple.

"Aren't you going to bring it for me?" Li Canran turned around and asked.

But Zhou Rong seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to him, and directly closed the door.

At noon, Zhou Rong changed into a suit of clothes when he went out, looking as usual.

Li Canran glanced at him, silently moved away, and then glanced at him again.

Zhou Rong's heart skipped a beat when he saw it: "What?"

"Are you injured?" Li Canran asked.Otherwise, it's fine, why change clothes.

Zhou Rong said: "Small injury." After he finished speaking, he took his saber and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?" Li Canran asked casually.

Zhou Rong kept walking, and said: "Go to the Sword Art Pavilion to practice swords, if you want to come, come along."

Li Canran was taken aback by what he said, but he really wanted to go.

Because of his rampant behavior and being a newcomer, Zhou Rong was hated by several old disciples of Tushen Peak.

He went to the Sword Art Pavilion today, probably not peaceful.

Li Canran couldn't tell what mood he was in, but actually followed Zhou Rong to the Sword Art Pavilion.

There were many people in the pavilion, all kinds of sword moves were hung on the four walls, and there was also an elder guarding the pavilion, but he ignored the disputes of the disciples and studied the booklet of sword techniques silently.

Zhou Rong jumped onto the ring, and Ziyan Jiaolong flew beside the stage, grinning his teeth, staring at his opponent covetously.

"Go down." Zhou Rong said.

Xiao Zi immediately gasped, folded her wings, and flew to Li Canran, occupying his arms.

Xiao Tong was unhappy, "My master has never hugged me."

Xiao Zi was even happier.

On the competition stage, it could be seen that Zhou Rong was indeed injured, his moves were not as smooth as in the past, and he even felt dragged.

But fortunately, he has a good foundation. Although he was uncomfortable, it didn't make the old disciple who wanted to teach him feel better.

The last move decided the outcome, Zhou Rong withdrew his sword and stepped down, there will be another contest at the same time tomorrow.

In the afternoon, in the woods of the back mountain.

Li Canran sat on a rock, studying a treasure book of swordsmanship.

It was Zhou Rong who practiced the above swordsmanship that gave him the power to fight against him, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Rong himself noticed it, and waited quietly.

When he was bored, he liked to look at Li Canran, even he didn't realize it.

Li Canran suddenly noticed something, pointed to a place and said, "Here."

Zhou Rong reacted and moved his gaze away.

"Can you see clearly while sitting there?" Li Canran found it funny.

Zhou Rong was stunned, "Forget it, I'll show you." Li Canran put down the sword book, picked up a wooden branch, and started gesturing.

"This combo has to stop here, so that the sword energy can be fully displayed..." Li Canran made a movement, "Do you see it clearly?" He stopped, raised his elbow, and looked from under his arm. Pass through, and look sharply at Zhou Rong, "Pay attention to the arm side, pay attention to the angle, and don't be overhead..."

Zhou Rong saw that sweat was dripping down his face along the curve of his mandible.

For some reason, Zhou Rong felt his eyes were pierced by the sun, and he moved his throat unconsciously.

Li Canran could see that he was absent-minded, and immediately lost the thought of discussing the sword technique, and threw down the branch, "Forget it, let's go back."

He didn't know who to show this swordplay to, so he broke out in sweat for no reason.

There is no separate bathing place in their yard. If you want to take a bath, you have to boil water yourself and put a wooden bucket in the room. If you want to save trouble, you can go to the Tushenfeng bathing pool where all official disciples go.

Li Canran went early, but saw someone who was earlier than him.

Zhou Rong's wound that was almost healed broke again due to the afternoon's battle. He leaned against the pool and was changing his dressing.Seeing the shadow on the surface of the pool, Zhou Rong raised his head and looked a little surprised when he saw the person coming.

Li Canran stopped, as if explaining, and said, "I'll come back later."

Zhou Rong's original anticipation disappeared all of a sudden, and his face was disappointed. Watching his back gradually disappear into the steaming mist, there was a little sadness in his eyes.