After wearing the book, I became the villain's sword spirit

When you're done, Shu Mingli wiped off his sweat, thinking that he, as an attending doctor, can also do the work of a nurse in the future.

After settling down Chu Xiuyun and making sure he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "System, are you there?"

The system quickly replied: "I am here."

"I remember that it was said in the plot that Feng Yifei went to the Library Pavilion on Banyue Peak in order to find out what the magic pattern is. Where is that place?"

The system quickly found the location of the place, reported an address, and finally asked: "What do you want?"

"Learn something." The feeling of powerlessness just now is still vivid in his memory. Shu Mingli has never been a person who just sits and waits for death. After this time, he really found that he really knows too little about this world, only the thin plots in the book Not enough at all.

And after that, what if Chu Xiuyun encounters this kind of situation?Do you have to rely on the little privilege of interfering with the plot?

Absolutely not, too passive.

After covering Chu Xiuyun with the quilt and pressing the quilt corners, he turned back into the shape of a villain and rushed towards the library.

It's a pity that he thought well, but when he got outside, he looked at the Zangshu Pavilion standing far away in the distance, Shu Mingli stared at it, and remained silent.

He couldn't make it through.

"Is 1000 meters so short?" Shu Mingli tried his best to move forward, but unfortunately his body seemed to be tied by a rope and he couldn't take a step forward.

"This is indeed the limit distance between you and Chu Xiuyun." The system said.

Shu Mingli was a little discouraged, and complained: "Why does this sect on the top of a mountain occupy such a large area?"

It's not that Banyue Dingtian is big, but that Liancun was too small before, giving you the illusion that you can do whatever you want.

The system thinks that the host is being unreasonable.

After several failed attempts, Shu Mingli could only walk back with his tail between his legs, thinking that when Chu Xiuyun passed by after recovering, he would find a way to go in and borrow a few books.

But as soon as he turned his head, he met a bunch of red hairs. Shu Mingli was frightened and took a few steps back, with a look of horror on his face.

In front of him, a small man with two heads rested his chin on his hands, staring at him suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Isn't this Jue Ming or that one?

He almost forgot the existence of this little red hair!

The master was seriously injured, and his life and death were uncertain. Why was this deadly sword spirit wandering outside?

Shu Mingli was in doubt, his face turned blue and purple, and he was thinking about the countermeasures to deal with him.

"You look pretty," Jueming flew over, looked back and forth for a while, full of interest: "It's a pity that he is a man, I haven't seen a sword spirit like me since I woke up, what's your name ?”

Shu Mingli: "..."

Will he answer the desperate question from the top boss in the natal weapon?

And what?

Jueming waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the reply from the other side. Seeing that the sword spirit was cold and indifferent, as if he didn't want to talk to him, his interest became even more intense: "Did you wake up earlier than me? Who is your master?" ?”

"Senior, can I call you senior, don't be so cold, answer me."

Shu Mingli's face was a little tense.

...How can he be a Jue Ming senior!

"Who are you?" He asked pretendingly, with an appearance of ignorance.

"My name is Jueming," Jueming said quickly, "I chose a kid named Feng Yifei as the sword master, have you heard of him?"

Shu Mingli strained his jaw and nodded reservedly: "I have heard that he is not seriously injured, why don't you stay by his side?"

"Cut," Jueming clicked his lips in contempt: "That brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth is very stubborn. If it weren't for the blessing of heaven, I wouldn't bother to talk to him. He wouldn't die even if the world was destroyed!"

Shu Mingli: "..."

"Okay, I told you, what about you?" Jueming leaned over, sniffed Shu Mingli's hair, and wondered, "Why do you smell so fragrant, are you a woman's sword?"

Shu Ming sniffed himself subconsciously, but he didn't smell anything, he was a little embarrassed: "I..."

"Hey, don't tell me," Jueming saw the yellow flower hairpin on his head, and was almost certain that it was a female cultivator's sword, "Let me guess, is there a flower in your name?"

"..."

"Is that female cultivator your master? Is it Qiao Qiongying's third disciple? It's Guo Ning'er? She is indeed good-looking and talented, but her personality is too aggressive. I don't like her, so I didn't choose her."

Shu Mingli was confused and thought:

Guo Ning'er, the second elder's female disciple who fell in love with Feng Yifei in the future, and even defected and went out to join Xi Yi's command in order to get him?

What does it have to do with him?

Seeing that there was no reaction on his face, Jueming guessed again: "It's not her... Then there are those outstanding female disciples on this top? Nian Yao? That's not right, her natal weapon is a moon wheel, stupidly stupid , Could it be that you came from outside? Is the master from the Jurchen Hall?"

Never thought that Jue Ming himself, the sword spirit who has been so tyrannical and admired by many people, would be such a talkative existence. Shu Ming twitched his mouth, but still couldn't hold back: "My master is a man. .”

"A man?" Jueming looked a little surprised, and looked him up and down, pointing to the hairpin on his head: "This hairpin should be made from the sword pendant your master gave you, that man will Sending something so...girly and rustic?"

Shu Mingli: "..."

He touched his head with his hand, and later realized that the hairpin given by Xiaoyun was still stuck in his head, so he took it off silently, looked up at him and said, "I have borrowed it, I have something else to do."

Jueming followed behind him: "What's the matter with you? You haven't told me your name yet."

Shu Mingli touched the hairpin and smiled: "My name is Zhehua."

"Folding flowers... Folding flowers," Jueming murmured twice, enthusiastically: "Are you going back? Where does your master live? I have visited the top of the half moon no less than a dozen times , there is no living thing that can see me, and after all, you are also a sword spirit, why don't you chat with me."

Shu Mingli had a headache, "I don't want to talk to you."

"Then I'll go back with you, find out where you are, and play with you when I have time."

Shu Mingli: "..."

He looked suspiciously at the red-haired tycoon with some constipation, and felt that there were some problems with the setting of this world.

An artifact with its own force, which will destroy the world after reaching the full level, and attract the attention of all people, why does it have a personality like a talkative brown candy? !

"Go, why don't you go?" Seeing him stop, Jueming urged leisurely.

Shu Mingli's eyes touched the library in the distance, and suddenly he had a plan, and he smiled: "You are boring, why don't you go and do me a favor?"

After Shu Mingli left, the person on the bed opened his eyes after a while.

Those dark and cold eyes swept around, Chu Xiuyun stood up abruptly, he couldn't hold back a muffled groan from his mouth after being involved in the wound, he narrowed his eyes and looked, his expression changed slightly.

At the same time, he smelled the very faint smell coming from the clothes, Chu Xiuyun's frown tightened a bit, and suspicion flashed in his eyes.

There was a loud noise from outside, he stood up on the bed, looked out of the window, and heard a male voice full of anger saying: "That little thief! How dare you break into my Banyue Peak Library to steal books!"

Almost for a moment, Chu Xiuyun thought of Shu Mingli's figure. Looking at the noisy scene outside, he slightly raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, his expression was unclear.

The door was pushed open suddenly.

Seeing Chu Xiuyun who was standing open by the window, Jian Nianyao was stunned, and said softly, "Brother Xiuyun, you're awake."

Chu Xiuyun looked back and opened his lips: "Nian Yao?"

"How is your injury? Why don't you rest on the bed." Jian Nianyao walked quickly, with a worried face.

Chu Xiuyun smiled and left from the window: "Did you treat my wound?"

She was the only one who came here, Jian Nianyao naturally thought it was her treatment, and nodded: "Is everything all right? I'll check it for you again."

Something flickered in Chu Xiuyun's eyes, and he shook his head: "Forget it, it's okay. I heard that your second senior brother was seriously injured, how is the situation?"

Speaking of Feng Yifei, Jian Nianyao's eyes turned red unconsciously: "Brother Yifei..."

Shu Mingli came back with a stack of books in his arms, and just happened to encounter a scene where the beautiful lady complained in tears. He paused half a step unconsciously, and sat on the window, feeling the melancholy of an old father in his heart.

The villain is too big to stay, the heroine is worthy of being the heroine, and probably only she can be so unscrupulous in front of Chu Xiuyun...

Seeing Chu Xiuyun's interested expression and his hands playing with the cup in a dull manner, Shu Ming twitched his mouth and withdrew his thoughts.

Jian Nianyao stayed here for a long time, and Shu Mingli who was at the window also waited for her to roughly understand what happened to Feng Yifei when he was in the world.

In short, it is no different from the plot in the novel, but the content is much more detailed, just like the person who appeared behind the scenes at the end is also a fine-looking man in white robes, and the ultimate purpose is to refine the demonic energy.

But unlike Sin City, Feng Yifei's devilish energy was not successfully refined in the end. In order to save the lives of the whole village, the kid almost took his own life, and was rescued by Jian Hong at the last critical moment. .

One apprentice expended half of his spiritual power to save him, but the other apprentice entered the Jijian Hall and was beaten to death as soon as he came back. Shu Mingli sighed faintly.

"This is your master?" A sudden voice came from behind, Shu Mingli felt a chill in his back and was startled.

"So you are that white sword." Jueming rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Shu Mingli turned to look at him, with black lines all over his hair: "How do you know I'm here?"

"It's not that I can't smell it. I found that this smell on you is very attractive to the sword spirit. I want to remind you to cover it when I come here." Your sword spirit will not harm you."

...What kind of smell does he have?

Shu Mingli was puzzled, and was a little speechless: he hid for a long time and still didn't dodge, and Jueming discovered that he was Chu Xiuyun's sword spirit.

"I'll take out the book for you, and I won't thank you at all." Jueming snorted.

Shu Mingli sighed: "Thank you, Your Highness."

In fact, he really didn't feel that he should be thankful for his extravagant behavior of taking a few medical books and alarming the librarian.

"You're welcome," Jueming smiled, and sat with him by the window and looked inside. After watching for a while, he suddenly said, "Why did you choose him as the master?"

"En?" Shu Mingli didn't understand what he meant.

"Possessed by evil spirits, evil and sycophants, signs of premature death," Jueming's voice did not fluctuate, with a chilling calmness, commented: "You really have a bad eye for choosing people."

After Jian Nianyao left, Chu Xiuyun sat alone in the room. It was obvious that the previous punishments had caused him great harm. His originally bright eyebrows and eyes became sickly, his lips were pale, and his temperament was weak. Quite a lot, if you look at other things, it really looks like a premature death who was hanged by medicine.

After Shu Mingli heard Jueming's words, his mouth twitched: "How do you talk?"

"It was originally," Jueming raised his eyebrows: "I suggest that you betray the Lord earlier, so as not to be implicated by him in the future."

"Traitor?"

Shu Mingli listened amusedly: "The natal sword can still betray the Lord?"

"Why not?" Jueming disapproved, "As long as the person you betrayed can protect you, it's fine to find someone to kill the old master, then cut off the contact, and re-establish the natal contract."

Shu Mingli: "..."

He didn't feel a little creepy, and looked at Jue Ming with a bit of scrutiny.

"If you have this idea, you can come to me. I'll let that kid Feng Yifei take you in. He's blessed by heaven, and he's not afraid of anyone."

"Do you only regard Feng Yifei as a protection from heaven?" Shu Mingli's voice became cold.

Jue Ming was taken aback, "What?"

"Since I have chosen him as my master, I will protect him wholeheartedly, and I will not regard my master as my protector. I am Yu Jian," Shu Mingli smiled, got up and went into the house with the book in his arms, and put the The wood supporting the window was kicked away, "Differences are different, you should go back earlier!"

There was a sudden clatter in the silent room, and Chu Xiuyun, who was about to rest, immediately looked over and narrowed his eyes.

Shu Mingli forgot about that incident for a moment, his heart was beating like thunder, but he soon calmed down, and sat back on the sword calmly.

Anyway, Chu Xiuyun couldn't see him, he just took it as the wind blowing the wood down.

Sure enough, Chu Xiuyun looked away after seeing nothing unusual for a while, closed his eyes and began to meditate and adjust his breath.

Shu Mingli stood beside him and looked at him for a while, clicked his tongue, opened the medical skills he brought back and began to look carefully, ignoring the screaming Jueming outside.

And the moment he lowered his head, Chu Xiuyun, who had closed his eyes, opened them again.

He lingered on Zhe Xuejian for a moment, and frowned slightly.

The author has something to say: I recommend the book "The Emperor's Counterattack at the End of the Road" by Dong Xue Mianmian, which is a good book~~

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