"Senior brother!"

The moment Shu Lingjia stepped out of the mountain gate, he heard someone calling him.

He turned around, and saw a tall man standing not far behind him, dressed in white clothes like frost, it was the eldest brother Luo Xiao.

This senior brother has always been in poor health, so he seldom attends major and minor matters in the sect. He usually just retreats and meditates in peace, so he is not in the torture hall just now.

He was afraid that he got the news at this time, so he hurried over to see him off.

After seeing Shu Lingjia turned around, Luo Xiao didn't say much to persuade him, and directly raised his hand and threw a Qiankun bag to him, which contained some necessary things such as silver talismans and seals.

Shu Lingjia took the Qiankun bag in his hand, smiled slightly, and suddenly felt that the haze in his heart dissipated a lot in an instant.

He folded his sleeves and bowed to Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao also bowed to return the gift, the two senior brothers looked at each other for a moment, neither of them said anything, after a while, Shu Lingjia turned around and stepped out of the mountain gate, striding down the mountain.

Luo Xiao stood there until he could no longer see Shu Lingjia's back, then turned back to the mountain.

He went up to a peak, but in the pavilion beside the road, he saw He Zizhuo standing alone leaning on the railing, watching Shu Lingjia leave from a distance, with a cold expression on his face.

Luo Xiao lost his voice and said, "Master?"

He Zizhuo didn't blame him, but asked, "Did you bring medicine for your brother?"

Luo Xiao said: "Yes. Put a few bottles of Yulu Protecting God Pills."

"Willful." He Zizhuo said lightly, "I want to see how many days he will come back."

The child didn't have any magic weapons on him, even his saber was broken, and his skills were almost completely lost, so it's no wonder he insisted on leaving like this.

It's time to sharpen his stubborn temper, He Zizhuo wants to see how long Shu Lingjia can last outside.

When he finally reached the foot of Lingxiao Mountain, Shu Lingjia stopped and took a light breath.

Everything that happened just now happened too fast and too intensely, his emotions gradually calmed down, and a sense of unreality emerged in his heart.

He actually left the Lingxiao faction.

It's not that he hasn't gone down the mountain before, but every time he comes back immediately after finishing his work, he also knows that someone is waiting for him and looking forward to him.

Nowadays, everything has changed overnight. Although I have the pride of wanting to break out of the world, I still can't help feeling sad when I think about the past.

【Ding!The plot of the first stage has been changed. Congratulations to the host for avoiding death. 】

[The revised plot will be announced next. 】

As a cannon fodder who appeared in the protagonist's initial stage, Shu Lingjia went offline very early in the original plot.

After being slandered, he was punished by the sect, and he felt dissatisfied, so he took the medicine that could temporarily improve his power and went to take revenge on Jiang Rong, but he suffered on his own accord and died tragically due to the backlash of the medicine.

A volume of books appeared out of thin air and spread out to both sides, with the contents of the plot of the original book written on it.

【...Jiang Rong was horrified to find that he was not Shu Lingjia's opponent, so he could barely cover his wound and staggered back under the opponent's pressure.

Seeing a sharp sword stabbing his chest, he closed his eyes in despair, but he couldn't wait for death to come.

There was the sound of a long sword falling to the ground.

Jiang Rong opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that Shu Lingjia had used medicine to strengthen his power, and by coincidence, he died of poison at this time.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, stood up and walked in front of the other party, sighing: "Who taught you to fight against me, don't forget, the current genius...but me."]

Shu Lingjia frowned, keenly feeling that the last sentence of the other party was indescribably weird.

Before he tried to see clearly, the text was gradually blurred like melted ink.

Now, the slander has been clarified, and the follow-up has naturally changed, creating a new plot in the book:

【Seeing Shu Lingjia walk away like this, Jiang Rong raised his head in astonishment, but met the reproachful eyes of others.

He couldn't help feeling flustered.

This... he actually left like this? !

But Jiang Rong's worries didn't last long.

A few months later, news came from the foot of the mountain that on the way to participate in the sword test meeting, Shu Lingjia was injured by a cultivator who was affected by the evil sword and went mad, and died of bleeding. 】

Shu Lingjia: "..."

He figured it out. Although the plot was finally changed, allowing him to prolong his life by a few months, as long as his status as cannon fodder remains unchanged, the meaning of Shu Lingjia's existence in this book is still to serve as a backstop for the protagonist. .

Turning to the next page, the evil sword of unknown origin drank his blood, became very miraculous and less ferocious, and was captured by Jiang Rong, and it really became one of the protagonist's weapons.

The system reminded him: [The host has successfully drawn his sword and has officially bound the "Hu Aotian" system, and can obtain the permission to change the plot by completing the practice task. 】

Probably because this is the first task released after the system is officially bound, the difficulty is not high, and only Shu Lingjia needs to [practice a set of swordsmanship].

Shu Lingjia's own sword was broken when he was seriously injured last time. He broke off a branch at random and danced a set of sword skills that he had practiced since he was a child.

The forest here is dense, the spring sun shines down, and the surroundings are surrounded by emptiness and lushness. The shadows of branches and leaves linger on his clothes.

It's a pity that because Shu Lingjia's spiritual power was damaged, such sword skills did not have enough lethality.

He had injuries on his body, and he had worn out a lot when he drew his sword just now. After dancing a set of sword skills, he couldn't help panting slightly, and raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat.

【Ding!Mission accomplished!Reward: Modify the plot permission; Luck value: +20. 】

There is an inconspicuous progress bar in the upper right corner of the system interface, which reads "low-level cannon fodder → high-level cannon fodder" in small characters, and the red luck value in the middle has just filled up to about [-]%.

Only when the luck value reaches the standard of a low-level male supporting role, can his status rise a bit, and the negative impact of the plot will also be weakened accordingly.

In addition, there will be "passers-by, low-level male supporting role, high-level male supporting role, important role, protagonist" and so on.

At the same time, the plot text that predicted that Shu Lingjia would be killed by the evil sword just now fluctuated like the surface of water.

Looking at the system panel, Shu Lingjia felt a dull pain in the place where the chest was injured, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

The system gave a reminder that the evil sword has not yet been obtained by others, and it is in a small town not far from here.

Shu Lingjia's temperament has always been straightforward, and he has made up his mind, so he ignores the feeling of powerlessness in his body, and wants to go down the mountain when he starts.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of heat in his body——

Shu Lingjia blurted out: "It's broken!"

The next moment, the handsome and tall young man disappeared, and a palm-sized, snow-white fluffy little milk fox appeared on the spot.

The little white fox froze in place numbly, as if petrified into a fox sculpture, only a fluffy little fluff swaying in the wind.

After a while, it stretched out a paw, rested its forehead in frustration, and even drooped its two small ears in frustration.

This is Shu Lingjia's original body.

He probably has the blood of the fox clan. Shu Lingjia's previous life experience, family members, and Shu Lingjia's impressions are only fragments, and it has long been impossible to find him. When he was picked up by He Zizhuo back to the mountain, he looked like a white fox cub. Learned to transform into a human form.

He really, really hates this form of himself.

In the past, when he didn't have a human body, a group of people surrounded him on the mountain, calling him cute, and they always tried to touch his fur, causing Shu to make Jiadong hide in Tibet.

When he was finally able to change into a human being, he refused to admit that he was that fox even after he was beaten to death, and regarded it as the most shameful history.

For a manly man, bleeding and sweating is the right thing to do, what a cuteness!

The most terrible thing is that He Zizhuo said that probably because he is a mixed race, this fox will not grow up yet, and will always look like a fox cub.

He would rather be a wolf, a bear, a snake... nothing is more majestic than this fox.

Shu Lingjia almost never took the initiative to restore his original body after he became an adult, but he was not willing to do so. He has an injury at the moment, which is really not serious. His physical strength can't keep up, so his body will naturally choose to maintain the most relaxed state .

The system seems to have seen through Shu Lingjia's mind: [The host works hard to complete the task, and the luck value increases, and the injury will recover faster! 】

Shu Lingjia settled down, and had no other choice but to prop up her drooping little ears with her paws to show her spirit, and ran towards the small town not far away.

Although the current fox body is inconvenient, it is not good to waste time. Let's go to the town to see the head office first.

When Shu Lingjia arrived in the town, it was already evening. Although the town was not big, the streets were bustling with people.

Although Shu Lingjia has turned into a fox body, she still has the natural feeling for the sword's breath.

Relying on his compact and nimble body, he ran forward along the eaves and walls, while carefully distinguishing among various mixed breaths.

Shu Lingjia didn't stop until she felt a sharp and somewhat vicious hatred coming.

He stood on a window sill, looked around, and saw some small vendors with street stalls on both sides of the street, people coming and going, and it was hard to tell where the hatred came from.

On the streets of the busy city, it is inevitable to meet a few people who are blind and ignorant. Shu Lingjia was worried that someone would say that she was cute again, so she quickly jumped off the window sill and jumped behind a pot of pomegranate flowers.

He shrunk himself into a small hairball, only showing the tips of his ears, and tilted his head to quietly observe the various stalls in front of him.

Hair cakes, chestnuts, and Yangchun noodles on the left, hairpins, story books, and door god papers on the right, all seem to have nothing to do with Xiejian.

Shu Lingjia was about to look around, when he heard a burst of laughter not far away, and the voices of several children shouted: "Look, look, the cripple is here! It's the cripple who lives in the haunted house!"

Shu Lingjia followed the prestige and saw a woman about sixteen or seventeen years old walking from the other side of the long street.

She was wearing a coarse cloth dress, the patches had been sewn on it, but it was washed clean, and she looked pretty, but unfortunately she had a lame leg.

Several children followed her, clapping and laughing while shouting and cursing, while the people on the street moved away from the girl intentionally or unintentionally, as if disgusted.

The girl just lowered her head timidly, without refuting, she walked to a stall and stopped.

Shu Lingjia took a look, and saw that the stall was full of all kinds of jade ornaments, which didn't look like something this girl could afford.

The stall owner obviously wanted to go with him. He raised his eyes and saw the girl, without moving his body, and said lazily: "Girl, I never pay on credit here. I'll buy after I'm sure."

The girl said: "I...I want to buy a Buddha statue pendant to calm my mother's mind. The cheapest one is fine. I want... a wooden one."

The stall owner chuckled, and said, "Wooden ones? Here, sandalwood, one tael of silver each, do you want it? Why don't you chop a piece of firewood and carve it yourself, the cheapest!"

After he finished speaking, seeing the girl's face flushed and unable to speak, he shook his head and sighed: "Okay, who in this town doesn't know that you and your sister live in that haunted house every day. Peace of mind? Hmph, I think I met a ghost and wanted to ward off evil spirits!"

As the stall owner said, he stretched out a hand, picked in the pile of goods in front of him for a while, and threw something to the girl: "Here, two slings of money, take this one away. Anyway, it's still on the shelf."

Their voices were loud, and Shu Lingjia was just attracted attention at first, and casually took a few glances, but as the stall owner turned the thing out, he suddenly felt the hatred he had just noticed became clear and strong.

From this angle, she couldn't see what the other party took, so Shu Lingjia quickly jumped out of the flowerpot and took two steps towards that side.

I saw the girl took a small sword about one finger long from the stall owner.

The scabbard is translucent ice blue, with the pattern of cloud swallows hollowed out on it, and the inner blade is dark blue, with a faint sword breath flowing in the sheath, if it is the size of an ordinary three-foot green front, this sword It should have been a rare and beautiful weapon.

As a result, now, it is held in the girl's hand like a plaything, and a flower rope studded with beads is tied to the hilt for hanging.

When Shu Lingjia saw that the evil sword that killed him looked like this, his mood was as if he saw the world's greatest villain wearing a red head flower, it was very indescribable.

That girl originally wanted to buy something other than this, but the moment she took the small sword in her hand, she felt a surge of joy and love in her heart, as if she had obtained some lost and recovered treasure.

So she said, "Okay, then I'll take this."

Although he didn't know why it became smaller, Shu Lingjia could conclude that this sword was the evil sword that killed him in the original plot.

Originally, you only need to take the sword in your hand and destroy it, and the plot will naturally change, which is not too difficult.But Shu Lingjia is now a fox with young teeth, but she can't even snatch a little girl, so she can only watch helplessly as the other party takes the sword away.

He couldn't help but lashed his tail hard at the wall behind him.

The girl got the sword, held it in her hand, looked at it and walked forward, suddenly felt something touched her calf, looked down, and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".

——It was a little white fox the size of a palm walking beside her.

This little fox is so beautiful, its fluffy and white fur all over its body, trembling in the wind as it walks, it walks gracefully and reservedly, with a sense of pride.

The big tail is swaying behind, and the tip of the tail has the only patch of brown miscellaneous hair on its whole body, which is more lively and playful.

Really are……

very cute.

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