The villain is reincarnated as sick and weak Bai Yueguang

That night Shen Louhan went back to rest in his small courtyard, but couldn't sleep at all.

Because he had a big killer next to his pillow.

——The Frightening Sword.

Shen Louhan looked at the Jinghong Sword beside him, this fairy sword that countless people chased after, he might even have nightmares watching it at night, let alone sleeping in the same bed with Jinghong.

But I can't throw it away, and I have to pretend to cherish and love it, which is enough.

As the night was getting darker, Shen Louhan finally couldn't resist the tiredness of this young body, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Between half-dream and half-awake, Shen Louhan lingered in different nightmares as expected, for a while, he was bitten by ten thousand demons in the devil's prison, and for a while, he was Lu Guixue's sick body and torn apart.

When he woke up the next morning, Shen Louhan's eye sockets were darkened.

If this went on like this, before he could take revenge on Lu Guixue, he would go crazy.

Shen Louhan decided to return the Jinghong Sword, in order to save himself and at the same time make a good impression on Lu Guixue.

Anyway, we have to act, so it's better to make it more realistic.

After having a nightmare all night, Shen Louhan finally figured it out.

All the warmth and softness yesterday was fake, the reason is that Lu Guixue in this life lost her cultivation and could not suppress herself by force, so she started playing the emotional card, the ultimate goal is still the same.

Okay, isn't it just to play the role of master and apprentice?

I'll act with you until you have fun, let's see who can fool who in this life.

Shen Louhan clenched his teeth, his eyes gradually turned cold.He picked up the Jinghong sword next to his pillow, opened the door and walked towards Lu Guixue's residence next door.

When passing by the lotus pond in the front yard, the fat koi poked half of its head out of the water. Obviously, it was quite satisfied with being fed yesterday, and it waved its big tail twice as a greeting to Shen Louhan.

Shen Louhan walked through the front yard, through a corridor, and was about to knock on the door of the study, but heard someone talking inside.

So early in the morning, who is here?

Shen Louhan stopped the hand that was about to knock the door, held his breath, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

"Senior brother, why are you here today?" Lu Guixue had just woken up, and her voice was a little tired at this time, and it sounded a little more sticky.

Too intimate, Shen Louhan couldn't help but strictly commented in his heart.

Sitting opposite Lu Guixue was Xie Zhefeng. Even if he was sitting there chatting, his body was as tall and straight as a pine, without any slack, which formed a sharp contrast with the lazy Lu Guixue.

Xie Zhefeng said: "Originally, I wanted to come and see it, but the master refused to let me, for fear of disturbing your recuperation."

"My health is much better. For the past six months, my master and senior sister have helped to take care of me, so nothing will happen." Lu Guixue poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Xie Zhefeng.

Xie Zhefeng is a standard professional swordsman, the most important thing in his life is to practice and seek the way, and pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship.The specific manifestation is that he is practicing swords when others are eating, drinking and playing, he is practicing swords when others are in love, and he is still practicing swords when others are fighting and plotting.

It's okay to work so hard, but he is still a rare innate sword body, the best spiritual root among the best.

This is probably the so-called ultimate form in which others are stronger than you and work harder than you.

In the previous life, the relationship between Lu Guixue and Xie Zhefeng was almost forged by one sword and one sword. The two of them had never talked about each other.

It was under this kind of benign competitive relationship that the "Double Swords of Qiongshan" as later generations called it.

If there is one person in Qiongshan Mountain who least wants to see Lu Guixue getting more and more salty, it must be Xie Zhefeng.

Immortal Master Yunlan knew Xie Zhefeng's temperament, and told him not to come and disturb him before, because he was worried that Xie Zhefeng's words would be too direct, which would affect Lu Guixue's mood.

"Where's your sword?" Xie Zhefeng glanced across the study room, and the sword stand where the Jinghong Sword was originally placed was empty, and there was nothing there.

Lu Guixue held her own cup of tea to warm her hands, and said in a relaxed tone, "Give it to my apprentice."

"Then what do you do?" Xie Zhefeng immediately asked back, "That is your natal sword."

Xie Zhefeng, who had always been indifferent, asked a question in a hurry, but Lu Guixue remained calm.

He said: "I understand that there is only one natal sword in my life, and there will be no second one. But it is useless for me to keep the Jinghong sword now. It shouldn't be here with me to collect ashes. It's better to give it to Ahan." That kid uses it."

Shen Louhan, who was quietly hiding outside the door, heard this, and looked down at the Jinghong Sword in his hand.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, he was anxious to return the sword to Lu Guixue.

But after hearing Xie Zhefeng's two words, Shen Louhan decided to give up this idea out of some kind of rebellious psychology.

Xie Zhefeng didn't want Lu Guixue to give the Jinghong Sword to Shen Louhan, so Shen Louhan wanted to keep the sword.It was something Lu Guixue gave him, and it was a matter between their master and apprentice. Why should Xie Zhefeng have any objections?

Shen Louhan clenched the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and continued to listen to the movement in the room.

"Senior Brother, I know that you are doing it for my own good. But now...you know it too." Lu Guixue simply broke the matter by herself.

Everyone thought that he would be autistic because of things he couldn't cultivate, but this was the result of Lu Guixue's deliberate choice.

So he didn't feel bad at all.

Xie Zhefeng in the room listened to Lu Guixue talking, his fingertips tapped the teacup unconsciously, showing a rare irritability.

Xie Zhefeng was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "What about tempering the bones and washing the marrow? If the injury can't be cured, then temper a new body. I will help you find the materials and medicines you need."

Lu Guixue thought to herself that I managed to dispel Master's idea of ​​quenching blood, and kept this key item, the mermaid blood, so please don't do it again for me.

"Senior brother, there's no need." Lu Guixue sighed, and suddenly tightened her arms, showing a look that she didn't want to mention it.

"Why—" Xie Zhefeng said halfway, but felt that he was not in the right mood, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Brother, it hurts too much, I probably won't be able to bear it." Lu Guixue casually found an excuse, but felt that her excuse was too salty, and after she finished speaking, she felt that Xie Zhefeng might be angry after hearing it.

Sure enough, Xie Zhefeng's expression changed.

He frowned.

Just as Lu Guixue lowered her head guiltily and took a sip of tea, she raised her head and saw Xie Zhefeng frowning at her, the tea in her hand suddenly became stale.

Speaking of which, this is also a sequela left over from the past.

In the past, Lu Guixue was a swordsman like Xie Zhefeng, and Xie Zhefeng was his senior brother, so when he first started, Lu Guixue had to pass Xie Zhefeng's test in all his kendo homework.

Xie Zhefeng is much more terrifying than Wen Daotang's teacher.

So far, there is still a ghost story circulating in Qiongshan, the content is only one sentence - classmate, have you passed the kendo exam for Master Xie Xianjun this year?

This directly caused Lu Guixue to feel like seeing Xie Zhefeng now when he saw Xie Zhefeng.Even as soon as Xie Zhefeng frowned, Lu Guixue began to become tense in conditioned reflex.

"Just because of this? So you would rather be a mortal who can't cultivate?"

Lu Guixue sat up straight unconsciously, and felt a little weak when she nodded.

"Snapped--"

After a crisp sound, the cup of tea that Lu Guixue handed to Xie Zhefeng just now was shattered into fine powder before taking a sip.

"There is a finite number of life, old age, sickness and death. I don't want you—"

Xie Zhefeng has not been so angry for a long time.

He seemed to hear the dirty words from the mouths of those young masters on the Qingyun Terrace that day.

Xie Zhefeng didn't dare to let Lu Guixue hear it at the time, and now he doesn't dare to think about it himself.

Lu Guixue thought that Xie Zhefeng might be angry, but she didn't expect him to be so angry, and she was a little at a loss for a while.He could only look up at him blankly, and instinctively called out: "Senior brother."

In fact, Lu Guixue knows very well that if he breaks the seal and turns back into a mermaid, the mermaid blood will give him a rather long lifespan, but there is no way to tell Xie Zhefeng about these things now.

Xie Zhefeng suddenly came back to his senses, seeing the teacups on the table in a mess, and Lu Guixue standing in front of him at a loss, feeling that things should not be like this.

He shouldn't be angry at Lu Guixue.

"...I was too excited." Finally, Xie Zhefeng left such a sentence, not daring to look at Lu Guixue's helpless eyes, and left in a hurry.

When going out, he bumped into Shen Louhan who was waiting at the door.

Shen Louhan knew that with Xie Zhefeng's cultivation level, he should have found him outside the door long ago, so he didn't hide at all.

Xie Zhefeng was originally upset because of Lu Guixue's matter, but when he turned his head and saw the Jinghong Sword in Shen Louhan's hand, he felt even more upset.

Something seemed to choke him in his throat, and finally he only said one sentence: "Since I heard it, treat your master well."

"Yes, Uncle Xie is going to walk slowly." Shen Louhan kept his expression on the surface, but actually seeing Xie Zhefeng arguing with Lu Guixue, he was in a great mood.

Even looking at the Jinghong Sword in his hand, his eyebrows became delicate.

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[Today's rebellious boy Shen Zhenxiang Lou Han is also lemon flavored]

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Thank you Luomu Xiaoxiao, Flying Old Policewoman, and Magic Tiannv for the nutrient solution irrigated by tea