Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

"Ah..." The sudden voice behind her scared Su Ning so much that she dropped her pen. She was just about to put away the portrait she was copying.

Yan Shian saw through her trick, quickly took the book away, and looked at the portrait: "Are you painting your master?"

He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts.

It's hard not to suspect that it was Yang Cheng.

Su Ning: “…” Is there no one else in his eyes except the master?

“Not bad, not bad.” He thought it was Yang Cheng, so he tore it off and prepared to keep it: “Your master will definitely be very happy to see it.”

Appraisal of the pants from last time.

Afraid that he would take the portrait to Yang Cheng to show off and cause unnecessary misunderstanding, Su Ning made up her mind and reached out to snatch it.

"As the sect leader, how can you take away other people's paintings at will?"

"The book is mine." Yan Shian reminded.

"It's true that the book is yours, but the painting on it was drawn by me. You have no right to take it away." Because of the huge height difference.

No matter how hard Su Ning tried, she couldn't reach it.

At this moment, she suddenly had an idea. She did not try to grab it, but instead spoke nonsense in a serious manner: "Actually, the person in the portrait is you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He frowned.

"I drew it based on you. If you don't believe me, just look at the hairstyle and see if it's the same." Su Ning raised her eyebrows and told him the fact.

Same hair style as fart.

Their leaders have basically the same hairstyle, except that they wear their hair tied high in a crown.

"..." Yan Shian opened the paper and was really fooled by her.

The hairstyle seems to be the same...

Seeing this, he crumpled the paper into a ball, his face full of anger, "Nonsense, drawing indecent images for this sect master at will."

"You'll be hungry for lunch today, and you can't stop reading without my permission!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Su Ning: “…” Look, the sect leader is so fickle.

When he knew the painting was of Yang Cheng, his eyes were smiling so wide that they couldn't be seen, but when he knew it was him, he crumpled up the paper and left angrily.

Fortunately, Yang Cheng’s reputation problem was solved.

But she still couldn't escape the torture of reading. Whether she was before or after she traveled through the book, she was not very willing to read any books.

Especially the broken books.

"Fuck you!" Su Ning threw the book to the ground and stepped on it to vent her dissatisfaction: "Fuck self-cultivation?"

That's right.

Seeing that she was too irritable, Yan Shi'an deliberately used his self-cultivation method, under the pretext of making her treat others as gently as he did.

But Su Ning couldn't tell how gentle he was.

After stepping on it twice, he continued reading as if nothing had happened. Just as he was about to doze off, Su Ning accidentally saw a passage circled in red pen.

The chosen one.

"...The content in the book doesn't match." Looking at the four words "Brother" that didn't match the title of the book, Su Ning realized that this page was inserted.

Not only are there these four words, but there are also dense bird calls.

She studied it for half a day but couldn't figure out what the bird language meant, so she simply tore it off and gave it to someone with more knowledge to study.

"What are you hiding secretly?" Yan Shi'an appeared behind her silently again, scaring her to death once again.

He hurriedly hid the torn paper behind him: "Nothing..."

"I'll count to three and take it out." Yan Shi'an's eyesight is better than anyone else's. With such a big piece of paper, does he think he is blind?

Don't read books properly.

She keeps doing all these crazy things, no wonder Yang Cheng asked her to come over.

"Are you sure you want to see it?" In order to dispel his desire to see it, Su Ning risked her life: "I drew my own ** portrait."

"Master Yan, do you want to witness it?"

Yan Shian's face froze and he scolded: "You are a girl, and you speak dirty words. Do you know how to write shame?"

"I know. This is it, that is it..."

"Shut up." Yan Shian was so angry that he picked him up and walked out.

Su Ning's heart tightened: "Where are you taking me?"

Not a return.

She was rejected after only one day here. She was the first person in history to do so. From then on, she could not hold her head up in the sect.

It seems like I have never lifted it...

"Ouch." Su Ning fell to the ground. Fortunately, he did not get so angry that he lost his mind and went to Yang Cheng to return the goods. Instead, he came to the back mountain.

Yan Shian glanced at the cliff.

He laughed cruelly: "Jump down, and I'll give you something as a reward."

"Are you okay?" Su Ning looked at him like a fool. Who would jump down like he was risking his life just for that little piece of shit?

He asked her to jump off a cliff right away and said he would give her something if she jumped down.

What's the difference between this and giving a chestnut a slap in the face?

Yan Shian smiled like a villain: "This is part of the practice."

"Your training is jumping off a cliff?"

"Correct."

"I advise you to give up this idea. I... Damn it..." Su Ning was speaking when Yan Shian reached out and pushed her away.

In Qingyun Sect, he had to suffer a lot from Yang Cheng.

In Lingyu Sect, he has to suffer the destruction from his mortal enemy again. It must be intentional.

Just when Su Ningyi thought that his life was over and he was about to fall off the cliff and die, something tied his ankles.

Let her bounce back.

Only then did she realize clearly that the old fox Yan Shian wanted her to experience bungee jumping.

She immediately burst into curses: "Are you still a human being?"

"You don't know, our sect relies on this method to deal with people who can't fly with swords." Yan Shian said with a smile while holding the rope.

Su Ning's face turned green. Is their sect so terrifying?

He continued, "You can't fly with a sword, so this is all I can do."

"Who said I can't!" Unable to bear his overbearing attitude, Su Ning said something sarcastically for the sake of momentary pleasure, but regretted it right after she said it.

She really can't do that.

What if this old man asks her to demonstrate, won’t she be exposed?

What you fear will come true. Yan Shian leaned against the tree with great interest, admiring her flying posture with the sword: "Fly, I'm watching you."

"I'm not feeling good today."

"Then keep dancing until you find the feeling and the feel."

“…I’m feeling it again now.”

So, Su Ning walked aside in a bored mood, thinking of the silly look of his junior brother with his butt sticking out while flying with a sword, and tried to imitate him.

Yan Shian stopped him: "Are you flying with a sword, or are you sticking your butt out to me?"

“I’m looking for inspiration.”

"..."

After trying for a long time, sticking her butt out and twisting her waist in various ways, she still didn't understand how to wield a sword. Yan Shian was so angry that he wanted to poke his eyes out.

What on earth did Yang Cheng find?

"No." At this moment, Su Ning thought of something and looked up, looking annoyed: "I don't have a sword, how can I practice flying with a sword?"

"..."

Yan Shian's mouth twitched. After being speechless, he threw her a yellowed and smelly sword: "Try it with this sword."

"You can't communicate with what is not your own."

He had expected her to say this, and he sneered: "It lives in the toilet all year round, so there is no such problem at all. Anyone can be the owner."

Toilet?

Soaking in the toilet all year round? Su Ning didn't even have the courage to answer it.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, a plan to kill two birds with one stone without having to learn how to fly a sword, and without having to practice with him in the future.

She looked at him like a gangster: "Old An, do you care about the word innocence?"