How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

The words were divided into two parts. After Duan Shuize left Tianchen Mountain alone with his sword, he ran forward without sleep and aimlessly for a day and a night before stopping in a dense forest.

During the period of his escape, Zhan Yiyun woke up in a daze, and continued to sleep when he had enough. After four or five times of this cycle, he finally accepted that he had really become the person in the game he played before. Put the magic sword fact.

In fact, it is still a bit of an illusion of not waking up from a big dream.Except for opening and closing eyes, he could neither move nor speak.All that is left is the sense of hearing, touch and thought. Even if it is time travel, this is too hard, right?

He didn't know how long he would maintain this state, and in the end Zhan Yiyun didn't bother to think about it anymore.

Anyway, no matter how long he thought about it, with his IQ, he probably would never figure it out, so why force himself?

Duan Shuize ran very fast, and if he kept staring at the surroundings, he would feel motion sickness, so after Zhan Yiyun looked away, even if he was in a daze, the only place he could focus on was Duan Shuize's. face off.

It has to be said that the face of the handsome person who couldn't close his legs in the game Lihua seems to have more taste in reality.

Zhan Yiyun thought to himself, shouldn't he be lucky, at least his master is still a handsome guy who never gets tired of it?

It's just that as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his gentle touch spread from the soles of his feet all the way to the top of his head like an electric shock, pulling his mind back to his side in an instant.

Duan Shuize was touching him, and he didn't intend to stop at all.

The feeling of directly attacking the brain is something I have never experienced before, as if being fixed in the body, people are stroking my body over and over again, making Zhan Yiyun almost forget the fact that he is just a sword.

Duan Shuize stopped walking and sat under a towering giant tree, with his legs crossed, staring tenderly at the long sword that still exuded purple-black magic energy, dragging the hilt with his left hand, pale, slender and knuckle The distinct right hand gently stroked the sword over and over again, as if stroking the tender skin of a lover, with deep affection.

His thin lips parted slightly, and a gentle and lingering voice came out of his mouth, he said: "The magic sword, it is really a magic sword. If I walked a little slower before, you are afraid that you will die in blood, right?"

Zhan Yiyun: "..."

I don't understand why the boss came to such a conclusion that he was a second-year-old and died. Zhan Yiyun was a little panicked. Coupled with the constant touch on his body, he gradually fell into a tendency to try to blow his hair.

So in Duan Shuize's view, after he finished speaking, the sword seemed to respond to him, emitting a strong devilish energy.

Devil energy entering the body can make a cultivator be enchanted, what's more, it can kill a cultivator instantly.

Duan Shuize didn't seem to understand at all, and suddenly raised the sword when the magic energy on the sword was at its peak.The slightly cool thin lips lightly touched the sword body, rubbed against the sword twice as if kissing, and then softly uttered the second half of the sentence just now——

"I know you want to see blood, but I have been a teacher since I was a child, and I have been with Master for more than 300 years. I can't kill him. This time, you are giving me a little bit. In the future, I will accompany you crazy, and accompany you into magic, okay?"

Zhan Yiyun: "..."

Boss, don't do this!Why do you have such a conscienceless idea!I really don't want to kill people, I don't need you to accompany me, please be normal!

And he really didn't want to say it...

The part that Duan Shuize is kissing now is from the belly down to the legs...it seems a bit awkward...

It's just that no matter how loud the tsunami is in Zhan Yiyun's heart, there is no way to directly and completely convey his emotions to Duan Shuize's heart.Fortunately, due to his embarrassment, the magic energy leaked from the long sword in Duan Shuize's hand instantly returned to its place.

The slightly frowned eyebrows completely stretched out after seeing the changes on the sword. Duan Shuize put the long sword on his lapped knees again, and there was more tenderness in his deep black eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards. rise.Putting both hands on the sword, he said with a smile: "I'm afraid I'm crazy, and I'm willing to become a demon just for a sword."

Zhan Yiyun looked up at him, saying he was smiling, but with a more bitter expression, silently responding in his heart——

Of course you are crazy, you have been completely crazy from the moment you decided not to destroy me.

Crazy for the sword, crazy for the dream.

After Duan Shuize finished speaking, he didn't speak anymore, and his fatigue and tense nerves for a long time were finally relaxed. The result in exchange was that his whole body was exhausted and collapsed by the tree.

He leaned against the tree trunk and looked up at the clear sky through the gaps between the branches and leaves.Silent for a long time, until Zhan Yiyun thought he had just fallen asleep, he suddenly spoke again: "Master once said that there is a spirit in the sword, every sword has it. It's just whether the sword holder can see and feel it. It depends on whether his heart is sincere enough, whether he is sincere enough to the sword."

"It's ridiculous, I think I saw you before the stove was turned on. But the stove was not turned on, I'm afraid I miss you so much, I'm hallucinating."

When Zhan Yiyun heard what he said, he felt a "thump" in his heart.It turned out that the dream he thought was not a dream at all, Duan Shuize saw him, but what did he say to himself at that time?

After the strong curiosity was ignited, the bottom of my heart became tangled like a cat scratching.

It's just that after Duan Shuize finished speaking, he seemed to have forgotten the topic, and fell into silence again.

After a long time, when Zhan Yiyun was no longer looking forward to the words he didn't hear clearly in his dream, Duan Shuize finally let out a long sigh, as if he was justifying himself, and murmured softly as if trying to persuade himself: "300 It’s been a year, and my heart has only been sincere to you since I got that piece of black iron. Now that the furnace is turned on, it tells me that it’s a magic sword, so what if it’s a magic sword? Did it change?"

As he spoke, his breathing gradually deepened, and his voice became louder and louder, until the last sentence expanded into the biggest roar, but the excitement was like a balloon that was squeezed and exploded, and it stopped abruptly with a sudden sound.

Duan Shuize took a deep breath, slowly hugged the long sword into his arms, folded his knees and buried his head in it, took more than ten deep breaths before he calmed down, and continued in a low voice: "I'm sorry, you came out My hand, but I blame you."

"I'm a coward, I can't admit what I have done. But you believe me, this is the first and last time, let me take it easy..."

Zhan Yiyun was held in his arms, and he could just see his face hidden between his knees.

The sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, the phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, the thin lips under the high bridge of the nose were tightly pursed, the expression was full of sadness, but there was no tear in the corner of the eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sentence in my heart that I didn't know when I saw it——

The deepest sorrow is not crying loudly, but wanting to cry without tears.

Zhan Yiyun just looked at him like this, with mixed feelings in his heart, at this moment he was extremely glad that Duan Shuize couldn't see or hear him, otherwise if he asked him to comfort him, he couldn't think of how to say it.

Fortunately, after only a moment of relief, Duan Shuize raised his head again.The palm brushed against the dry eyes, and when he put it down, the three points of tenderness and seven points of pampering returned to the eyes.When he looked at Zhan Yiyun again, the sadness just now was gone, replaced by firmness and sincerity.

He said: "I'm sorry, I made you look crazy again. I won't, never again. No matter what happens to you in the future, no matter what happens to me in the future, even if you fall into a devil, even if you lose your mind, people are in the sword. , the sword destroys people."

After speaking, he took a deep breath.Slowly spit out the last sentence, like a believer on a pilgrimage, said devoutly and seriously: "I am sincere to you, and in this life, I am only sincere to you."

This feeling is like being regarded as God.

Or to put it more bluntly, Zhan Yiyun felt that now his existence had become Duan Shuize's belief.Perhaps it is a belief that will never be abandoned again in this life.

There was no touch, no surprise, all kinds of emotions in his heart condensed together, and in the end slowly gathered into an inferiority complex that he himself didn't want to admit.

With me like this, how can He De let you regard me as your faith?

He even began to worry that if Duan Shuize could see the appearance of his so-called sword spirit, would it completely chill his heart that had finally regained its strength slowly through the powerful self-comfort.

It was the first time that he felt that he was not hypocritical like a man, Zhan Yiyun had the urge to raise his hand and give himself a slap to calm himself down.

It's just that this impulse is an impulse after all, before he mourned his state of being unable to move again, Duan Shuize, who had been quiet for a long time, spoke again, saying——

"Why are you excited again? Are you moved by me?"

The laughing voice reached Zhan Yiyun's heart, as if by magic, his restless heart slowly settled down.

Zhan Yiyun found that he seemed to have gotten to an important point——

His mood can be sensed by Duan Shuize, and Duan Shuize's words can pull his mood.

Isn't the fusion of man and sword just a legend?

Before he could think too much, Duan Shuize raised his sword and stood up.He looked into the distance, and said as a report to Zhan Yiyun: "I want to find someone. I had an appointment with him a hundred years ago. I will show him the sword when it comes out. Now I don't know where else to go." But go, you can come with me to see him, can you?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his sword to the sky, as if he really intended to see some kind of response from the coldly shining long sword.