The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

That's it. Yun Xian's tone was unclear, Master is so kind. Many things have happened and you don't have to worry about it.

I really envy the head brother

Sang Jian: ?

Do you have to do it? Everything in the past was done by the original owner. What does it have to do with her?

Just because it had nothing to do with her, she just let it go. Is there any problem?

completely fine!

I don't.

Yun Xian retorted and immediately changed the subject, Master, let me punch you now.

Sang Jian: .

I guess you're a smart kid!

Sang Jian hummed and lay leisurely on the recliner, eating pastries and looking at Yun Xian.

This guy said he was unsure about many things, but actually the fight was very formal and standardized.

Sang Jian occasionally directed a few words on where to use more force, and the rest was all up to Yun Xian's own feeling.

Yun Xian called himself twice, then ran to light a fire to make dinner, and then went out for a run under the moonlight.

Even when Sanmi allowed him to take a break, he didn't stop.

People are so strange sometimes. As long as they find the direction of their efforts, they will try their best to do their best.

Half a month later, Sang Jian felt that he was almost done with his punches, so he threw him a few more sword manuals.

Take it.

Sang Jian just gave Yun Xian the sword score and soon threw him a long sword.

Yun Xian held the sword manual in one hand and took the sword in the other.

When he took the sword, Yun Xian clearly felt a powerful spiritual energy flowing on the sword.

Master, is this sword not an ordinary sword?

Yun Xian's hand holding the sword was trembling.

I don't know why, but as his physique gets better and better, he seems to instinctively reject spiritual energy.

It's just a little uncomfortable, but it's not that it can't be used.

Probably not ordinary. Sang Jian usually lay on the recliner and ate the food that Yun Xian bought for her today.

The reason she wasn't sure was that the sword was found in the original owner's space.

Yiyuan did not record the origin of this sword. In her memory, she picked it up many, many years ago and never used it.

Anyway, the origin is unknown.

But from the aura emanating from it, you knew it was no ordinary thing.

The Demonless Sword cannot be used in Qianfeng Sect, so naturally he has to find another sword for him.

Use this sword to study from now on. Keep the sword I gave you before and hide it well.

Yunxian looked at the sword in his hand, and he was a little happy at first. After hearing Sang Jian's words, it was like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, bringing him back to reality.

He almost forgot that she was his scapegoat.

It wasn't too obvious before, but now it can be said to be completely exposed.

After all, no one would hide something they gave away.

Everyone is eager to let others know that it was a gift from them.

Although the Demonless Sword was an exception, she refused to let herself use it at all, yet she gave it to herself. This is worth pondering.

Yun Xian lowered his head, holding the sword hilt tightly in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sang Jian next to him could clearly feel that his mood had dropped.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, Don't you like it?

Yun Xian immediately came to his senses, No, I like it very much.

Oh. Sang Jian looked at him and said, Looking at your unhappy look, I thought you didn't like it.

I just suddenly thought of something, and I want Master to answer it for me.

Yun Xian took a step forward, squatted slowly next to Sang Jian's recliner, and looked at Sang Jian, Master, what if I die one day?