The long love of the ancient sword

In the early morning of the vertical day, Baili Tusu, who was supposed to be waiting for his master to bestow sword skills on the sword display platform, was standing and sitting next to Chang Yi's bed with his master Ziyin.

Chang Yi huddled in the tightly covered quilt, only showing a small red face, the eyes that were bright and kind yesterday were now teary, looking pitifully at the woman who was sitting at the head of the bed giving her pulse Real Ziyin.

"Brother..."

She spoke cautiously.

"Bullshit!"

Recalling the scene he saw last night when his divine thoughts swept across the Sword Tower Guan Yuntai, Ziyin's usual calm tone could not help but bring out a trace of anger, which can be seen that he was really angry.

"Master..."

Tu Su's pure black eyes glanced at Chang Yi and then turned to Zi Yin, the worry in his eyes was self-evident.

"Brother..." I knew I was wrong...

Chang Yi stretched out another sweaty little hand from under the quilt to pull Ziyin's sleeve, and looked at Ziyin who was secretly angry with a flattering expression.

"..."

The behavior of one big and one small hitting the right side made Ziyin feel helpless, as if he had returned to the time when he met someone hundreds of years ago... Years of Qingxiu made him calm down a little turbulent state of mind very quickly. Double-focused his black eyes slightly opened the door:

"It's just a little wind and cold entering the body, it's not a serious problem, just take two doses of potions and rest more and you'll be cured."

Smoky gray eyes glanced at the two siblings who were immediately relieved when they heard the words, and Ziyin warned the junior sister who was obviously not as obedient as her own apprentice: "Take more rest. If what happened last night happens again, I will not be lenient!" He turned He first looked at Baili Tusu who was standing beside him, "Come with me to the sword exhibition stand, and I will grant you the Three Talents Sword."

However, the apprentice who was always obedient did not follow up immediately, but looked at the junior sister Chang Yi who was lying on the bedside with an envious expression...

"Don't worry, after Chang Yi's body recovers, you can practice on your own."

After saying that, he turned and left.

But Baili Tusu, who let go of his worries, no longer hesitated this time, gave Chang Yi a consoling look, and followed his admired master and left.

Damn child, forget about my sister when I have the ability to learn from my master!Hmph... The favor that I begged for just now will be canceled...

Chang Yi pouted and curled up under the blanket, muttering.

It didn't take long for her to mutter, and Xiao Daotong Lianping, who was in charge of odd jobs on weekdays, came over with a bowl of steaming black Chinese medicine that challenged the limits of modern people's taste...

In order to get well soon and learn swordsmanship so as not to be thrown too far away by her talented younger brother, Chang Yi frowned, closed her eyes and squeezed her nose to drink down the bowl of medicine—the smell was so fishy and bitter that she almost lost her breath. Spit it out.

The weak body with fever and the rapid sleeping ingredients in the medicine made Chang Yi soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the half-drowsy state, Chang Yi seemed to hear the sound of Xiaodaotong Lianping calling her for lunch... But the nausea left by taking the medicine before made Chang Yi lose her appetite at all, so she simply fell asleep and planned to eat lunch Get to sleep.

I don't know how long she slept, Chang Yi vaguely felt that someone gently helped her up and let her sit on the visitor's body...

The warm and reassuring body temperature came from her back... Is it Tu Su?The tip of the nose is filled with a very familiar cool fragrance... It seems to be different from the grassy smell on Tu Su's body...

It seemed that something with a sweet aroma was placed near his mouth... Chang Yi couldn't help but open his mouth...

The hot, soft and sweet delicious taste immediately filled Chang Yi's mouth... The stomach that had been empty for a long time made her instinctively eat mouthful after mouthful.

The visitor was very careful, following the rhythm of Chang Yi's eating, he patiently fed the food bit by bit to the half-asleep and half-awake girl. In order to prevent the girl from being weak, the food should not be digested. The cute appearance of licking her lips was still unfinished, so she stopped feeding, and thoughtfully fed her a small glass of white water to quench her thirst.

After doing all this, the visitor gently stroked Chang Yi's forehead with some pity and some hesitation—the satisfied girl fell asleep again, and her face was no longer sickly red in the morning.

With an inaudible sigh, the visitor gently left Chang Yi's room.

After the evening class, Baili Tusu came to visit Chang Yi with the smell of sweat from a whole day of sword practice, the girl who was full of sleep and food was able to get out of bed energetically and move her body stiff from sleep up.

Chang Yi visually inspected the boy's current small body and her own growing body, looked at the sweaty forehead and palms, and then turned to look at the leftovers that had completely cooled down on the table. Dan osmanthus flower cake, recalling the blue and white that I saw occasionally when I opened my eyes when I was burning drowsy...

Chang Yi turned his black and white pupils, and then asked excitedly with a strong curiosity on his face:

"Tu Su, is it difficult for senior brother to teach you the Three Talents Sword today? How is it going? Have you practiced for a day?"

Tu Su, who was being pulled by the girl's arm, didn't answer right away, but looked at her complexion with concern first, then slowed down the little face that was still a little childish but had already started to move towards the iceberg wooden face, nodded and pursed the corners of his mouth Said: "Master bestowed on me the Three Talents Sword, I should work hard to comprehend and practice it, so that I can repay Master's life-saving grace in the future, so as not to fall into Master's illustrious reputation!"

The loud and solemn tone, coupled with his expression of a little grown-up, really made Chang Yi feel that his younger brother was extremely cute and cute no matter how he looked at it.

"I believe my Tu Su will be able to do it!"

Chang Yi hugged Tu Su's seven-year-old body, and lovingly rubbed his younger brother's short black soft hair with a free hand, smiling contentedly——after discovering Tu Su's ears showed a faint blush, the inside Xin is a 30-year-old aunt, and her smile is even more "treacherous".

The flushed Baili Tusu managed to break free from Chang Yi's shackles to take a breath, tilted his head to the side, looked at the Shu Xin in her smile with pure black eyes, and was a little puzzled: he fell ill on the first day of sword practice, and even drank bitter wine. Bitter concoction, actually in a good mood?

Even if Baili Tusu has experienced unimaginable hardships for his peers, he is still a child of only seven years old. In a child's heart, it may be difficult to understand why he can laugh so happily after being sick and drinking bitter medicine?

Of course Chang Yi would feel happy.

Baili Tusu's body has found a healer, and their siblings also have a shelter-this is a blessing for them who have lost their relatives.

Today, she learned that there is such a person, even though he has a cold temperament and ignores the world, he is willing to give silent love...

How unfortunate are Chu Changyi and Baili Tusu?How lucky?

After resting for two days, Chang Yi refused to lie down in the room no matter what he said, and ran to Zi Yin resolutely and asked to start learning swordsmanship immediately.

What is the condition of Chang Yi's body, Ziyin, who has been diagnosing and prescribing her for two consecutive days, knows it clearly, besides, his senior brother's disposition towards this little junior sister, even if he doesn't understand it these days, he is very afraid. Eight points——Let her lie on the bed now, and she probably won't feel at ease to take care of her body!

As a result, there was one more figure of the sword-wielding elders practicing swords on the sword exhibition stage in the early morning.

There is an extra touch...Different from Zi Yin's blue and white color that belongs to the sky and can only be seen from a distance but not close, a touch of beautiful blue and white color that only belongs to girls, youthful, charming and charming.

"Disciple pays respects to Master."

Lingyue and Baili Tusu, who had already started practicing their swords at the sword exhibition platform early in the morning, saw Ziyin following Chang Yi behind him, and immediately bowed down and bowed down with great respect.

"Meet the elder holding the sword."

Following Zi Yin's two direct disciples kneeling and bowing, the disciples who were practicing swords on the sword display stage huffed and bowed and bowed - there was no need to kneel and bow if they were not direct disciples.

Watching this battle, Chang Yi was speechless for a while, and the eyes looking at Ziyin's back could not help but be grateful: If he hadn't been accepted by this senior apprentice as his direct junior sister, even if the best treatment was to be accepted by him like Tu Su As a direct disciple, bending down and bowing every day is enough for her to bear!

Ziyin nodded slightly and said: "The heart of holding a sword is the first thing to focus on, and don't be distracted by other things."

"The disciple understands."

After Ling Yue answered respectfully, he pulled his new junior brother to the side but did not continue the sword practice just now.He has served Zi Yin for several years, so it is natural to see that his master is still cool on the surface, but cares about the subtleties of his new junior sister and second disciple...

"Look carefully."

Ziyin held the sword and gave Chang Yi an order, and stopped distracting others, and practiced the whole set of sword skills of Sancai Sword on the spot.

On the sword exhibition stage, I saw a man holding a long sword, with white hair like white snow in the distant mountains, eyes shining brightly, a phoenix showing the posture of a dragon, and a sword like a swimming dragon... After a set of three-talented swordsmanship was demonstrated, the hearts of the audience were all excited Mesmerized.

"Junior Sister, can I get something?"

After finishing a set of sword skills, Zi Yin put his sword behind his back and asked Chang Yi indifferently.

"Master... senior brother..."

Chang Yi effortlessly slid her throat, she felt that she must be drooling at Zi Yin with the star eyes of a fan in her previous life... But she is not worried that this nympho look will be seen by people other than Zi Yin— ——Right now, including Ling Yue and Tu Su, everyone around has shocked expressions, and they can't get back to their senses!

Be restrained... Be restrained... Chang Yi warned himself in his heart.

but……

"Senior brother..." Chang Yi excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Ziyin's right arm holding the sword, a bright smile lit up on his bright and beautiful face, "Senior brother, you are really amazing! "

The girl's smiling face was almost close to the robe of Ziyin's arm, showing her intimacy towards this senior brother at a glance.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping all around.

Between Chang Yi and Zi Yin's glued eyes on the connected arms, the "temperature" is so high that it can almost burn this piece of clothing.

Bowing his head and moving his gaze down slowly, the undisguised sincere admiration in Chang Yi's eyes came into view, and a fleeting and complicated ripple of nostalgia flashed in Ziyin's soot eyes.He raised his left hand hidden in the wide white sleeve, hesitantly but slowly held Chang Yi's little hand that was holding his right arm excitedly...with soothing emotions...gently...patted it twice Down……

In the eyes of the disciples in the audience, it was the sword-wielding elder who was always cold, unapproachable, and far away from the summit of Kunlun. He was full of kindness, and responded to his little junior sister's praise!

Crashed!

Not to mention a respectable position like the head of the sect... Even a personal disciple like Lingyue has never seen a moment when an elder holding a sword is so approachable and shows his emotions!

Click click.

The disciples seemed to hear the sound of their jaws dislocating.

Since then, Chu Changyi has truly become famous in Tianyong City - the reputation is far and wide.

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