On the Wrong Way of Deduction of the Villains

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On the flying sword, Ning Xiachu stood and followed An Yuyuan in front of him without looking sideways. At first, Shui Qingqian was interested in turning her head to look at the scenery, but she lost interest after a while. She raised her head and asked Ningxia Chu, "Joe?" Wu Nian, can you tell me about your master?"

Ningxia Chu dryly squeezed out a sentence and said: "Master is a good person." How could a person who is not a good person take me home, and now it is so easy to be approached by such a strange person like you.

People like you who seem to have bad intentions must be separated from Master.

"I know your master is a good person, but I'm talking about something else about your master." Shui Qingqian wrinkled her nose, unwilling to let go.

Ningxia Chu pretended not to hear.

Ah, the wind is so strong, it's not his fault.

"I know you don't want to see me." Seeing this, Shui Qingqian sighed, "Because I just joked and almost became your junior sister. You are like those children who know that their parents are going to have a second child, because they like to monopolize Parents' feelings, so I am afraid that if I have a second self, I will not be favored."

"But you'd better think clearly, your master is so good, there are so many people who want to worship him, you will definitely have juniors and juniors sooner or later, and the elders always like the youngest one." She pointed at Ningxia At the beginning, I made a grimace.

When Ningxia first heard it, blue veins almost popped out on his forehead. The labor and capital's love for Master is completely different from the kind of brat you described, okay?

Spicy is love!

He overreacted emotionally for a moment, the flying sword lost control and drew a rounded arc in the air before being stabilized by Ningxia Chu. He was quite frightened, but Shui Qingqian was not scared at all, and found it interesting , smiling very happily.

When An Yuyuan heard the movement, he looked back and saw the scene of Ning Xiachu regaining control of the flying sword. Because he knew that such a mistake should not have happened at Ning Xiachu's level, he wanted to stop and turn the tip of the sword to ask Ning Xiachu what happened. What's the problem, but when he saw Shui Qingqian's smile, he suddenly realized.

Could it be that this stupid protagonist is making Shui Qingqian happy?An Yuyuan thought of the fancy flying in his previous life, and immediately laughed without saying a word. It was similar to this moment. He stopped and continued to move forward. It's better not to disturb them at this time.

Even An Yuyuan deliberately increased the speed, wanting to leave them more space.

Behind him, Ning Xiachu, who was puzzled by Master's sudden speed increase, couldn't help covering his chest, suddenly feeling swollen, what's the matter?

Master, wait for disciple!Don't leave me alone with this guy!

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After flying out of the range of the Monster Beast Forest, An Yuyuan stopped, and together with Ning Xiachu put Shui Qingqian and Baihu down, bid farewell to them.

An Yuyuan said warmly: "Meeting is fate, I hope we can meet again in the future."

"I'll be very happy to meet you again." Shui Qingqian also smiled sweetly at An Yuyuan very cooperatively, although she was silently thinking in her heart that An Yuyuan, who has a clean breath and makes people want to get close She really wanted to meet again, but that cheapskate next to her?forget it……

An Yuyuan, who had absolutely no idea what these two people were thinking, felt very satisfied when he looked at these two people who seemed to get along "harmoniously" on the surface.

From this point of view, at least the two people have a good impression of each other, right?

An Yuyuan sighed in his heart, I, the villain, can only help you so far, stupid protagonist, you will work harder in the future, don't let down the good intentions of being a teacher.

Alas, apprentices are all debts.

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After saying goodbye to Shui Qingqian, An Yuyuan and Ning Xiachu quickly returned to Xingyun Sect.

Because he got enough gold, silver and wood, An Yuyuan was going to start refining his Sulou sword directly. After he told Ningxia Chu not to disturb him during this period, he locked himself in the refining room and continued I haven't come out either.

He first removed all the small magic circles engraved on the Surou sword that could be added, and restored it to its most authentic state. In the sword-making furnace, to ensure that the wood-attributed energy and the golden breath contained in it are firmly locked, and will not escape and cause waste, so he raised the Sulou sword and placed it on it, while tempering and meditating. The new understanding of the Dao gradually merged into the sword, and some mysterious Dao patterns gradually formed on the dark sword...

An Yuyuan hadn't come out of this retreat for more than half a month. Ning Xiachu was used to it. There is no time for cultivation. For monks, time is really a concept that is difficult to measure, that is, their age is not too old. Big, so I still have a clear feeling for things like years and months. If you are lucky enough to cultivate in the future and live to be hundreds or thousands of years old, you will have a look at it. With a flick of your finger, it has been a hundred years outside the world... Don't look at the master who broke through the Nascent Soul As far as he knows, apart from those monks who have never touched the edge of the Nascent Soul Stage, there are still many wandering outside the Nascent Soul Stage or have already stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage with one foot In order to break through the barrier, it is common for monks to retreat for a year or so, and ten years is not too long.

Thinking about it this way, he is quite proud of his own liger!

So at the beginning of Ningxia, he was unusually calm. When it was time to practice kung fu, he practiced kung fu, and when he needed to practice swordsmanship, he practiced swordsmanship. And ask for advice.

Apart from the fact that he couldn't resist going around the edge of the refining room every morning, he was still very diligent and eager to learn.

At this time, Ning Xiachu was thinking about nothing during the practice break, but he heard movement from the refining room. He followed the sound and saw colorful clouds covering the refining room. It was just a flash in the pan, and then disappeared without a trace, but Ning Xiachu was sure that at that moment, it was definitely not his dizziness, but a real existence.

In the next second, the door of the refining room was pushed open, and An Yuyuan stepped out holding the Sulou sword.

"Master, what happened just now? I seem to have seen a vision!" Ning Xiachu immediately ran up and asked. On the one hand, he was curious, on the other hand, and more importantly, he still missed Master a lot.

"Well, my Sulou Sword has been upgraded to become a magic weapon." An Yuyuan nodded with a smile. This time the refining process went very smoothly, and he was in a very good mood.

Ningxia Chu immediately laughed foolishly, while cheering, "Master, you are so amazing!" At the same time, she couldn't bear curiosity and moved closer to see what has changed in the Sulou Sword.

My master is indeed the most powerful!

Seeing Ningxia Chu's stupid appearance, An Yuyuan sighed helplessly, handed Sulou Sword over, and said, "Here, take a good look...if you can gain some understanding from the Taoism contained in it , and this is your chance."

The natal weapon should not be touched by anyone other than himself, let alone Ning Xiachu's special identity, but An Yuyuan has seen a lot of this guy's stupid look, even if he tells himself over and over again that he is the one who defeated the villain It's really hard for An Yuyuan to be on guard against him...

Ning Xia Chu hurriedly took it over carefully, as lightly as if he was holding a fragile handicraft instead of some hurtful weapon, and examined it carefully with a reverent expression.

An Yuyuan couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that if the ink-pattern sword on Ning Xiachu's body was spiritual, he might have to cover his face for his master's actions.

With one thing on his mind, An Yuyuan was very relaxed. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the extra gold thread and silver wood placed in the refining room, and said to Ning Xiachu in a gossip-like tone: "Tomorrow, you can do whatever you want." Let me go to the Seven Profound Pavilion."