First-level Tea Artist Training Manual

He never thought that after a thousand years, he would lose the one he loved again.

That golden light hit Lin Xike's body, together with the previous injury from Jumang, Lin Xike's body was split from the heart, and the bright red blood from his heart was scattered along with the broken blade.

"Lin Xike..." Lu Tianqing looked at the broken sword hilt in disbelief, "Impossible! Impossible!"

Ning Ran picked up a fragment on the ground and firmly held it in his palm.The sharp blade cut his palm, blood dripped down, and turned into countless fire lotuses flying on the ground.Burn everything he can see in front of his eyes to ashes.

In the depths of the flames, Ning Ran smiled and picked up the fragments on the ground, muttering: "It's okay, I will put you in place, isn't it just a body?"

He picked up those fragments with his hands like crazy, but he couldn't piece together the original appearance of the sword body, only blood gushed out from the cut palm.

And those broken sword bodies dissipated due to the collapse of spiritual power.

Only then did Ning Ran remember that Lin Xike was originally a sword spirit, and the end of the sword spirit was no different from that of a monster, they all turned into radiance and disappeared into the sky.

In the end, there was not even a body...

Only then did Ning Ran realize that he had nothing but Lin Xike, and he had nothing but Lin Xike.In the thousands of years of vicissitudes, the only person he felt comforted and happy died because of him once or twice.He is the source of all disasters, all love and hate entanglement is him, Master died, Wen Fu died, and in the end he didn't even keep Lin Xike.

Since you can't even catch the last trace of dust, why not——

With your body, die for my life.

He raised the sword that hadn't dissipated and pointed it towards his heart. At the moment when the sword entered his heart, Ning Ran heard a faint sound.

"Husband..."

Is it hallucinations?

"Husband—"

Ning Ran looked around, but didn't see anything strange.It's just that the blade that was originally held in his hand turned into a spot of light and slipped in from the wound in his palm.

"Husband," Ning Ran raised his right hand uncontrollably, "I am in your body."

This voice is...Lin Xi Ke?

Ning Ran stretched out his hand to stop the blood in his palm, and asked, "Are you Lin Xike?"

"Yes." Touching Ning Ran's face with his right hand, he wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, "Husband, I'm still alive, don't be sad."

Ning Ran couldn't believe it, and only asked if it was a hallucination?

"It's not a hallucination. I'm living in my husband's body now. It may be related to my original being Emperor Xingshuang."

Ning Ran is not clear about the current situation, the matter of Emperor Xingshuang was all found out by Yan Shu.Right now, it is best to contact Yan Shu and Shen Qingge to discuss countermeasures.It's not too late, we have to leave quickly.

Before leaving, Ning Ran did not forget to take a look at Lu Tianqing.Unexpectedly, this person is still not completely dead. He stretched out his hand in Ning Ran's direction, but what he grabbed was only air.

"Lin Xike belongs to our clan." Lu Tianqing's face was mostly burned, and he still refused to give up wanting to cast spells, "every life!"

The family of swordsmiths regarded Lin Xike as a family heirloom, and their feelings for him had already reached the point of insanity.Thousands of years ago, he would rather let the disciples of the Qingyu Sect devour Lin Xike's spiritual power and turn Lin Xike back into a sword body than hand over Lin Xike.Later, he met Zuo Wei, was injured by Zuo Wei, and was imprisoned for 1000 years.

Ning Ran felt disgusted looking at it, and stretched out a flame to end his life.

The most important thing now is Lin Xike's body, so without delay, Ning Ran hurried to Yanshu's residence.On the way, I didn't forget to call Shen Qingge, explained the current situation to him, and agreed to meet at Yan Shu's house.Along the way, Ning Ran held his right hand tightly, not daring to let go.When Ning Ran arrived, Shen Qingge had already been here for a while.

When I first entered the door, I saw a long table with British style, which was used to put design drawings on weekdays.The paints and brushes piled up on it now were all thrown to the ground by Yan Shu, but instead there were several ancient books as thick as a city wall.Shen Qingge was spreading out a book to search for the records of Xingshuang and Dan Qin line by line.

"You need to find out if there is any other experience of the sword spirit descending to the mortal world before." Yan Shu changed his usual idle appearance, and went through the materials together with Shen Qingge.

"I only found some experiences of immortal mounts descending to earth." Shen Qingge looked dizzy, but still endured the headache and continued, "You didn't see it when you were in the sky before... Wait, I found it."

Shen Qingge pointed to a passage in an ancient book and showed it to Yan Shu and Ning Ran: "The sword spirit of the Empathy Sword once went down to the earth for calamities because of hurting people for no reason, and after completing its merits and virtues, it returned to the body of the sword in the heavenly world... Therefore, Master, there should still be your original sword body in the heavens."

"This...but I have also passed the tribulation of love, and the ladder to heaven has also collapsed. How can I go to heaven?"

But only Ning Ran can hear Lin Xike's voice, there is no way, Ning Ran can only repeat it.

As soon as the words were finished, the atmosphere was dull for a while, Ning Ran squeezed his right hand tightly, thinking he had found a way, but he didn't expect that it would be nothing in the end.

"It's okay, even if you become like this, I will take good care of you," Ning Ran held his right hand with his left hand, "I will not abandon you."

Yan Shu supported the long table and smiled: "Hey, son, isn't he going to beg me?"

Ning Ran glanced at him: "What can you do? Didn't you run down from the sky? You lost all eight tails, what else can you do?"

Hearing this, the cynical Demon King stood up straight, and ruthlessly ruffled Ning Ran's hair, "Don't forget, I'm also the master of the Emperor of Heaven, the only nine-tailed fox in the world, the golden king of Yaochi... One of the four beasts under the mother, not to mention..."

Speaking of this, Yan Shu's face softened, "I and the Emperor of Heaven still have a game to play."

Ning Ran also knew a thing or two about this, "Are you sure? Yanshu, I don't want you to—"

"You are the only friend I have."

The cunning demon king blinked at Ning Ran, "And Emperor Xingshuang is so buff, he will definitely be able to escape with me again. What's more, I was in a hurry at the beginning, and I didn't explain many things to him clearly, so I should just leave it to me." A new opportunity, let's say goodbye to him."

Lin Xike didn't understand a single word of their conversation, but seeing Ning Ran and Yan Shu looking at each other affectionately, Lin Xike anxiously wanted to scratch his head.But now he has no hands or feet, so he can only use Ning Ran's right index finger to hit the table.

Yan Shu heard the noise, looked down and said, "Father, don't you consider changing your mother's body?"

"Then do you have any dolls here?" Ning Ran looked around, "Give him another one, otherwise only I can hear him talking."

"A doll?" Yan Shu glanced at Ning Ran with ill intentions, "Do you want a gas doll?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Ran's right hand uncontrollably gave Yan Shu a blow with the explosive hammer, but Yan Shu easily dodged: "Little mother has such a temper, she is not good at all, I really don't know what father is doing I like yours. I still have a lot of massage sticks in the drawer, believe it or not, I will put you in it now!"

Seeing that the two were quarreling again, Ning Ran could only try to make peace inside: "Yan Shu, don't make such a joke, don't you have any dolls? Didn't I give you a hug bear before..."

"My father gave it to me, so I won't give it!" Yan Shu casually picked up a paintbrush on the ground, "You put it here for him!"

"I reject all the long things in his house!"

Lin Xike roared hoarsely in Ning Ran's mind.

Just when the three of them were at a stalemate, Shen Qingge untied a penguin doll on his keychain, "This was given to me by Ye Xu some time ago, he likes to buy these plush toys, and there are quite a few at home. Let's make a living, Master."

Ning Ran took it over, and Lin Xike had no objection.

that is......

Yan Shu glanced at the doll that was as big as a palm: "Professor Shen, you carry such a big keychain every day? Don't you find it strange?"

Shen Qingge lowered his head embarrassedly, "Ye Xu likes it, so I like it too."