Fuck you

Before Mingyuegui had time to think about Qinghua peeping into his daily life, she was shocked.

This sword is more than just a "rare treasure"?He had never seen such a good sword, even the Jie'er that Jiang Yi gave to Ming Ronglan was a little bit less sharp in comparison.

Ming Yuegui hastily pushed back: "I don't dare to accept it."

Qinghua resisted the hilt of the sword, and pressed it directly into Mingyue Gui's arms: "This sword is the most suitable for you, it has a strong aura of ferocity, it is difficult for others to control, and it just suppresses the mysterious ghost in your body. As long as you use it more and guide it, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation, this sword has a spirit and is willing to be driven by you, so it is also your fate with it."

Mingyue Gui caressed the jet-black scabbard with his finger over and over in a daze, and didn't refuse any more, just found it inconceivable.

"Master, what's its name?"

Qinghua: "... I forgot to take it for a while, you can take one."

"Uh." Ming Yuegui racked his brains for a long time, and denied a series of weird names like Hei Guang, Xiao Hei, Hei Changchang, and Hei Xiaojian.

The sword twirled a few times in his hand, but he hadn't decided on the name yet, so he sighed helplessly: "I'll think about the name later, Master, or... let's start tomorrow."

The foreword and the afterword are irrelevant, but Qinghua understands what Mingyue Gui is referring to.He just didn't expect Mingyue Gui to make a decision so quickly, leaving no room for change, the smile on his face was a bit bitter: "You decided?"

Mingyuegui's face was pale, and her smile was also faint: "Do I have any choice? I have to take a step sooner or later, so be it."

Qinghua raised his head, the clouds were like snow, and the sky was as blue as blue. He was silent for a long time: "Go to Gouchen Palace to find me at noon tomorrow. You don't need to prepare anything. It's just that you can't move around for three days after the acupuncture point is sealed. I will tell Tianzun about it." , you will stay at my house for three days."

Mingyue Gui also raised her head, her voice drifted away with the wind: "Okay."

Ming Ronglan followed Qianmo with a small flower basket in her arms, her face so dark that it was about to rain.

Ning Xu poked his head out from behind him, and his eyes fell on the small flower basket teasingly: "Hey, the young lady from Xihai Jun's family is not bad, anyway, Mingyue Gui is not engaged, so it's just right to make a couple." !"

Qian Mo also joked: "I think it's okay, I heard that the little princess is very pungent, just to cure Mingyuegui."

"Ordinary people can't cure him." Ming Ronglan snorted angrily, and shook the small flower basket quite dissatisfied, "I will help him deliver this time, next time you come by yourself, don't force me to turn my face!"

Ning Xu suppressed his voice and laughed, not taking it seriously.

In fact, their voices were not loud, and they deliberately lowered their voices a lot. Four or five steps away from the front of the three of them, Xinghe held one hand behind his back, his posture was indifferent, and his steps were elegant. distance.

The ten days expired, and Xinghe finished his last magic class in the morning, and he was thinking about whether to bring some food to Zangshu Pavilion, but Ming Ronglan hesitated and came over to ask for help.

Not only did they bring food, but they also brought small towels, exercise sets, and... a small flower basket.

Thinking of the little princess of the West Sea tenderly handing over the flower basket, Xinghe frowned in disgust, and crushed an innocent pebble along the way.

The outside of Zangshu Pavilion is still very quiet. The trees and gardens isolate this place into a secluded island. Occasionally, weary birds chirp softly, and the sound is also lazy.

Xinghe stopped outside Zangshu Pavilion, raised his hand to go to the barrier, and looked up to the direction of the terrace.

From this position, only the thin flowing clouds like mist can be seen, but Xinghe keenly captured a piece of light blue clothes that quietly went away.

Ming Ronglan and the other three raised their heads in confusion, and followed the direction Xing He was looking at blankly.

You can only see the bells hanging from the eaves in mid-air swaying gently, and occasionally there are two sounds of embarrassment through the thin clouds.

Just when Ning Xu was about to ask, "Are you looking at the chicken leg cloud like I am?" something suddenly rushed out of the door of the Library Pavilion, wiped the feet of everyone, circled around, and then poked into the soil.

Looking down, it was a long sword with a thin blade and a black handle without any carvings. The tip of the sword was cut into a stone and trembled continuously.

Nice sword!

This was Ning Xu's first reaction, he clapped his hands subconsciously, and then he was a little dazed, unable to figure out which disciple would match such a narrow sword with deep color and sharp sword intent.

Just as he was about to pull it out for a closer look, the carved window on the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and a smiling face appeared from inside.

The background is a dark study room, and the young man's skin is becoming more and more fair. He rests his chin on his elbows and rests his elbows on the window lattice. His beautiful eyebrows with a loose smile make people's heart beat faster.

These few days of claustrophobia did not affect the man's good mood at all. Xinghe raised his head, and the two of them looked into each other's eyes. Mingyue Guihui waved at him excitedly, as if to say "Oh, I live so comfortably, I'm so happy." It's better to lock me up for ten or eight days.

Then, under the gaze of several big eyes, Ming Yuegui climbed up the window lattice like a monkey, and then leaped down. He stretched out his limbs in mid-air, laughing loudly, as if he was about to throw down the galaxy closest to the library.

Xinghe stepped back three times indifferently, and the moment Mingyue returned to the ground, he pointed to the ground, turned over beautifully, and stood firmly beside Xinghe.

He flicked his bangs, winked at the three completely stupefied teenagers behind, and said to Xinghe: "Brother, come pick me up!"

Xinghe immediately raised his brows, and said in disgust: "I haven't showered for ten days, stay away from me."

As he spoke, he took a small step back, and happened to step on the rock that the long sword was pinned to. He didn't even look at it, and he kicked the long sword without knowing why, and turned over in the air. This flower just nails the toe of Mingyue's forward shoe.

"Oh! I'm sorry," Mingyue Gui was taken aback, and quickly shrank her innocent toes in her shoes, "What are you doing! You want to fight!"

Xinghe watched Mingyuegui pull out his sword, and pouted slightly: "Throwing things away, do you want me to punish you to stay here until the school is over?"

That disdainful and arrogant expression deserves a beating, but Mingyuegui slapped himself on the forehead with bright eyes, suddenly grabbed Xinghe with one hand and shook it vigorously.

"Your name is good! Your name is good!"