When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Guimian looked at Su Mingxiu expectantly.

Seeing the light shining in her eyes, she knew that the little apprentice was absolutely sure that she would be accepted by the master. She felt that her logic was extremely complete, and she often heard the words "love the house and the crow" from ordinary people, although she didn't understand love, nor Know why these people are like this.

But she knows that Master is also a human being, and he will have emotions and desires, and he will definitely be like this idiom.

Since he likes the woman in Bingli so much, and even wants to hide this person from other people in Jianzong, then he will definitely like himself who looks very similar to her!

If Master likes her, then they can sleep in the same bed in the future!

Master will never refuse her request to sleep again.

Guimian thought happily.

Su Mingxiu just looked down at her, and after a few seconds, she suddenly chuckled and called her, "Gui Mian."

The little apprentice responded to her very eagerly, "I am here."

"You still don't know what liking is," Su Mingxiu knew that she should go to Zangfeng Pavilion to try her luck today.

Since the system gave her the task silently, she didn't interfere with the fate of the little apprentice, and just continued, "Stop mentioning this again, and do what you should do."

... Am I wrong?

The joy on Gui Mian's face gradually disappeared.

She didn't even know where she was going wrong.

Subconsciously pinching the corner of her clothes with her fingertips, Gui Mian was about to ask aloud, but the figure of the master in front of her disappeared again, and no matter what she said after that, there was no movement in the cave.

She walked into Zangfeng Pavilion in a daze.

Qiongying had just taken a fancy to an epee and was communicating with its sword spirit. She noticed her figure entering the sword mound, and just smiled at her, but found that the little girl was squatting on the side sullenly, and did not look for a sword suitable for her. Spirit Sword.

"What's the matter?"

She sat cross-legged on the ground and asked a question distractedly.

Gui Mian raised her eyes at a loss, her eyes were as clear as a deer in the forest, she said to Qiongying: "Senior sister, I still don't know what liking is."

Qiongying hated her mouth.

She shouldn't have asked, why is it an emotional question?

"Uh..." She hesitated for a moment, and just as she was about to answer, she was dragged into another dimension by the sword spirit. Before her consciousness fell, she could only hurriedly say: "You will understand later!"

There was no sound from Qiongying.

Gui Mian, who couldn't get an answer, sat on the spot for a while, and suddenly heard laughter from around her. She looked up and saw countless flames floating in the air, red, blue, and white, and those flames were gathered together Son, whispering to each other: "Look, here comes a monster. The younger generations of Jianzong are really inferior to each other. Now even a monster dares to be put into the Zangfeng Pavilion... What an unworthy descendant!"

"This demon still doesn't understand the seven emotions and six desires, let alone be with her."

"No sword here would choose her."

"Kick her out..."

"The aura on her body is so terrifying, it will become a disaster in the future, if we kill her here... it will be regarded as eliminating a disaster for Jianzong."

……

The thin and broken voices came into Guimian's ears with malice.

Reflexively, she wanted to hold the sword tightly in her arms, only to remember that Master had known that she was coming to Zangfeng Pavilion today, so he took the Duckweed Sword back.

But Guimian didn't flinch.

With her as the center of the circle, the spirit swords that lay down or stood on the barren mountain of the sword mound gradually awakened, exuding the unique twilight of treasures. For a while, the entire sword mound was full of light.

Jianming, killing intent, warning, countless emotions rushed towards her.

Guimian felt these negative emotions for the first time, as if she was stressed, a gray mist emerged from her body, and her face was faintly visible in the mist.

Suddenly.

The sword trembling nearby attracted the attention of the oldest sword in Jianzhong. A threatening sword intent covered Guimian from top to bottom. She was like a small beast shrouded in danger. She didn't know how to attack. He raised his fur all over his body, as if this could make the other party fear.

The gray mist spread even more, making her look like a bigger mass.

But that sword intent just glanced at her, then moved away lightly, and immediately said: "You are a descendant of a great demon, the human spirit sword is beyond your control, don't step into the Zangfeng Pavilion again."

Afterwards, Gui Mian was ejected from the Sword Tomb.

After the sword intent was removed, she had already restrained the mist on her body, and now she was standing outside Zangfeng Pavilion empty-handed. She stood there blankly for a while, with only one simple doubt in her mind.

Master wants her to be a human being.

But the senior in the secret realm, and the Wanling Sword in the Cangfeng Pavilion, said she was a demon.

Is she a human or a demon?

Around the Zangfeng Pavilion, there are sword sect disciples who come here admiringly, wanting to see what kind of swords these senior brothers and sisters who have won good rankings in the Secret Realm Conference can finally bring out.

But seeing that Gui Mian was empty-handed, there was a lot of discussion immediately: "What kind of natural sword bones, I'm afraid I misunderstood, all the disciples of my sword sect who have been able to step into the Zangfeng Pavilion these years, she is the first one not to be favored by any famous sword of."

"I'm afraid Elder Lingyu really misjudged..."

She heard these voices, and glanced at these people one by one, but she couldn't remember when she saw them. Thinking of so many questions in her head, Guimian hurriedly headed towards Lingyu Mountain, and put all these The sarcasm was all left behind.

"Master."

Gui Mian stood in front of a huge boulder covering the cave, and repeated to her seriously: "Those spirit swords warned the disciples that I would not be allowed to approach Zangfeng Pavilion again, and none of the spirit swords chose me."

She spoke very calmly, but when the voice came into the cave, Su Mingxiu's eyelashes trembled, then he opened his eyes, looked across the rocks of the cave, and said softly: "There will be in the future."

She said, "You will have the most perfect and sharpest sword in the world, and you will be invincible."

In fact, the system still hasn't spoiled Guimian's future with her.But Su Mingxiu couldn't bear to make her apprentice sad, even though the child would not be disappointed by these things now, she still wanted to fulfill her master's obligation.

If not, then she will find the best material and make the sharpest sword for Gui Mian.

Gui Mian let out a soft "Oh", unable to tell whether she was looking forward to it or not, the little girl didn't seem to know what depression was, so she brought the topic back to the previous love, and said softly: "Master..."

"How can I understand what liking is?" Su Mingxiu stopped answering.

The little apprentice raised her hand and lightly poked the rock in front of her. When she realized that she had accidentally poked a hole in the rock, she hurriedly withdrew her fingertips and whispered, "I want to like Shizun, and I also want Shizun." Zun likes me."

"Uh..." Su Mingxiu sighed in the cave.

She didn't want to show her own words, teach Guimian love step by step, and she didn't want to have a small emotional class with her. After thinking for a while, she decided to find a quiet place for herself, so she said perfunctorily: "Look at the two lotus leaves in the spiritual pool outside—"

"If you can make them bloom, you will know what liking is."

Guimian turned her head to look.

I saw those two lotus leaves that had been hiding far away from her before, pulled to the edge of the spirit pond at some point.

And her free-range basalt is lying on one of the lotus leaves at the moment, the moment it meets her small black bean eyes, its limbs and head shrink instantly, and it rolls into the spirit pool with a plop.

And the two lotus leaves that were watched trembled all over, and then lowered their waists one after another, you scooped up a spoonful of water from the spiritual pool, and I scooped up a spoonful of water from the spiritual pool, pretending to pour water for each other seriously.

But Guimian didn't ignore them this time, instead, he quickly ran to the edge of the spirit pond, and when the lotus leaf was trembling as if saying "Don't come here", he forced them into a corner like a bully, raised his hand and Want to catch them.

The two lotus leaves trembled, and they were close together, as if they had foreseen their shriveled future.

However, just when Gui Mian's hand was about to touch them, he recalled how the lotus leaf had accidentally withered when he approached it last time, and took it back angrily.

She held her head, sighed heavily, and asked the two lotus leaves: "Can you bloom?"

Lianye: "..."

Guimian hasn't stayed in Buranju recently.

Instead, he came to guard the spirit pool every day, and while breaking the spirit pills for Xuanwu's monsters, he stared at the lotus leaves, as if he could make her see the flowers as long as he looked carefully enough.

Thanks to the pressure caused by her death gaze, the two lotus leaves became much wilted, not as juicy as before.

After being stared at by Guimian for three months, the two lotus leaves couldn't bear it anymore, they shook the leaves and protested to Guimian.

The little apprentice meditating with his eyes open by the pool, "Huh?"

She moved her face closer, "What did you say?"

The two lotus leaves ventured closer to her, and shook the leaves one way and another. Unexpectedly, Guimian really understood, closed her eyes, and held back for a while, her face turned red, but she couldn't find the lotus leaves. want to feel.

The little tortoise that had grown up in a circle squatted beside the world and gnawed on the panacea.

In this way, half a month later——

At the bottom of the mountain, when the lotus lantern was lit again, Guimian opened his eyes, and saw countless lotus leaves extending from the spiritual pond in front of him, floating alone on the water surface, adding more embellishments to the Lingyu Mountain.

She lay down on the edge of the spirit pool in frustration, "You still haven't bloomed..."

The little apprentice raised his hand and pinched a leaf that was approaching in front of him into his hand.After a while, the leaf disappeared in her palm.

The rest of the lotus leaves trembled, and before they could react from the state of being full, they lost their little brother. They were filled with grief and joy for a while, and just about to complain, Guimian's eyes looked over calmly, very similar to It is to continue to pinch its next seedling.

The lotus leaves in Xiaobanchi trembled more violently, suddenly, they noticed something, and shook towards the demon pill that Xuanwu had just received.

Xuanwu: "?"

It tried to open its eyes wide, but still looked over harmlessly.

Not long after, a hand cut off the demon pill from its mouth, and pushed the golden demon pill into his own lips.

She seemingly inadvertently threatened Lianye: "Trust you one last time."

Lianye's consciousness ran into Su Mingxiu's altar to complain.

The frequency of the rustling and trembling was more expressive than the singing, reciting, and beating of mortal actors. It successfully made Su Mingxiu give in a bit, and finally agreed to go out to see what kind of moth his apprentice was tossing about.

She was afraid that if it was too late, this Lingyu Mountain would have to be demolished by Guimian.

Huashen took a step forward.

It was another clear night, but there were still traces of frost and snow beside the Lingchi.At this moment, she saw a pair of fluffy ears shaking off a cloud of finely crushed snow.

"Huh?" At first, Su Mingxiu thought that there was a new favorite on Lingyu Mountain, but when he got closer, he realized that the pair of pale yellow and furry ears were actually growing on the top of Guimian's hair.

When the little apprentice saw her, his eyes lit up, and he rushed towards her joyfully, raising his hand to catch her, at the same time, Su Mingxiu was attracted by something shaking like a reed.

Subconsciously raised his hand to hold it, only to realize...

That's a tail.

earth dog.

Where did the earth dog become a demon?

She thought about it with a complicated expression, and unconsciously stroked the palm of her hand holding the fur tail, and saw the little girl in her arms flushed suddenly, pursing her lips, but couldn't say a word.

Su Mingxiu realized something, immediately let go of her, and looked at the Lingchi next to her, "I forgot to tell you earlier, I will keep this lotus leaf for use, so don't scoop it up..."

Halfway through.

She found that the lotus leaves were missing, and it was obviously much more moist than before she retreated. At first glance, it seemed that there would be endless children and grandchildren.

What about the complaint just now?

She squinted her eyes and looked down at the little apprentice in front of her, but just in time she saw him standing on tiptoe, grabbing her shoulders and bringing her head closer. While the hairy ears were brushing the broken hair on her forehead, the little apprentice's pair of Lips hit hers.

"what!"

"what?"

Guimian, who originally just followed Lianye's guidance and wanted to stop when he touched it, seemed to find something novel, but under Su Mingxiu's shocked gaze, he came up again, and this time he even opened his teeth.

"Uh...!" Su Mingxiu raised his hand to push her away, took a deep breath, and a particularly bright red mark appeared on her lips, reflecting her particularly cold face, as if blooming on a snowy field. safflower.

She asked blankly, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Gui Mian's extremely cheerful tail suddenly stopped, and slowly drooped, and her ears drooped, and she said uneasy: "I didn't eat..."

She looked up at Su Mingxiu's face, pointed to the lotus leaves in the distance, and sold them without hesitation: "They said that as long as I do this, I can learn what liking is—"

Speaking of which.

Although Guimian is still confused about Qingaiaiai, her eyes are still fixed on Su Mingxiu's lips.

Especially the red mark on the lower lip bitten by himself, his eyes blurred for a moment, and he said: "Master's lips are so soft."

Under Su Mingxiu's gaze, her voice became lower and lower, with a hint of sophistry: "I can't help but want to bite gently."

After a pause, she asked again, "Can I have another bite?"