After becoming an undercover agent of Xianmen, I won by lying down

Chapter 67 A knife aroused her fighting spirit

"There are no caves around here, how long will I have to drag him?"

The sword spirit kept tsk, if it wasn't for his incorporeal body, his whole body was just urging the blood bamboo sword to fight, otherwise he wouldn't be so tired.

"Why are you talking so secretly?"

Shen Fu rolled his eyes and waved his hand to signal him to stop.

"The farther you go in this direction, the more you can see the flat land. You must not be able to find the cave. But you can't just watch him die in the cold outside..."

With his beautiful eyes turning, Shen Fu set his sights on Sword Spirit.

He has been with Shen Fu for many years. If Sword Spirit still can't understand the look in this woman's eyes, his life will really be in vain.

Instantly jumping a few steps away, Sword Spirit hugged himself like a good woman: "You have a beautiful idea!"

Shen Fu smiled slightly, "Whether you want to be beautiful depends on whether you are obedient or not."

Sword Spirit: "..."

Ah, ah, this dead woman!Threaten him every time with a smile on your face!
Finally, Shen Fu activated his cultivation to give Sword Spirit a three-hour entity, letting him hold Rong Yan to keep him warm.

Sword Spirit wronged Baba and complained: "Why didn't you hug him yourself?"

Shen Fu glanced at Rong Yan, and casually gave an annoying answer: "Oh, men and women can't kiss each other."

"But men and women don't even kiss each other!" Jian Ling was so angry that he jumped.

"You hugged me, but it's just the difference between a quarter of an hour and three hours. Why bother so much? Besides, it won't be dawn until three hours. You can still have a moment of your own physical time, so you should be content. .”

Jian Ling immediately shut up, he himself knew that it was not easy for Shen Fu to give him a three-hour body, after all, this soul was broken into such a state, and it was the only one in the world.

"Just this once."

The sword spirit was extremely arrogant, and the strength surrounding Rong Yan became a little heavier.

Shen Fu turned around, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a little helplessness in his smile.

The dawn was fast, and as soon as Rong Yan opened his eyes, he saw Shen Fu who was still resting against the tree.

Just as he was about to make a move, he was restrained by a force, and the other party even slapped him, muttering: "Be obedient, don't make trouble."

Rong Yan's whole body turned to stone instantly. How could there be a man holding him?
But his politeness restrained the yelling that should have been, and patted the sword spirit's leg slightly, with a look of lovelessness: "This... can you let me go?"

"what!"

When the Sword Spirit woke up, he locked eyes with Rong Yan and jumped a few meters away, almost as a physiological reaction, "Don't get me wrong!"

"How is this going?"

The two voices came out at the same time, and the sword spirit was now "shame and angry".

"us?"

"Nothing happened to us!"

Rong Yan: "?"

Realizing that what he said seemed a bit weird, Sword Spirit began to explain coyly, talking about what happened last night.

"A Fu can't keep you warm, so I can only come."

I don't know if Shen Fu did it on purpose. Obviously, three hours should have passed, but his body still remained.

Rong Yan coughed twice in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry! I've wronged you."

"As long as you know."

Jian Ling immediately returned to Shen Fu's side, and she had already been awakened by the movement of the two of them.

"Senior Brother Rong Yan, is your health okay?"

"It's nothing serious. Thank you, junior sister."

Shen Fu nodded with satisfaction, "There's no need to thank me," patting the sword spirit on the shoulder, Shen Fu joked: "It was me, the sword spirit, who kept you warm for several hours. The credit should go to him."

Rong Yan: "..."

Sword Spirit: "..."

It's just that which pot is not opened and which pot is raised.

Rong Yan is not such a hypocritical person, the other party's behavior last night is equivalent to saving his life, he should thank him deeply: "Thank you very much, if there is anything that needs Rong Yan's help in the future, I will definitely accept it."

Just as Rong Yan finished speaking, Jian Ling's stomach rang.

Shen Fu turned her head and looked at him without words.

Sword Spirit touched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly: "It hasn't been too long since it was incorporeal. Suddenly, my stomach started to protest."

Before he had a body, he was also a person who loved food.

Shen Fu pursed her lips, despising him to death.

"Then let's eat something first."

Rong Yan took out his own interspatial bag, and put some food in it, "I brought some coarse grain pancakes that are easy to store, it's enough to satisfy hunger."

"This"

"He doesn't pick."

Shen Fu took out a cake and stuffed it directly into Jian Ling's mouth, expressing with his eyes, "You'd better stop talking about things here."

Sword Spirit pursed his lips, but still had to make do with it.

"Yesterday, I was supposed to accompany my junior sister to hunt for treasures, but unexpectedly I asked my junior sister to take care of me."

"It's nothing big. Anyway, it will take some time for the Immortal Sect Competition to end, so don't be in a hurry."

Rong Yan nodded slightly and ate the cake leisurely, which was in sharp contrast to the sword spirit who was devouring the cake without any sign of eating.

"Brother, there are two people here."

Sword Spirit pricked up his ears, and his intuition told him that the speaker should have seen them, but what did it mean that he only saw two people?As if he were dead?
Thinking like this, Sword Spirit realized that only a small triangular piece of cake was left in his hand and had fallen to the ground at some point, and he turned into a soul state again.

"What's sad? I said I would help you reshape your body, and it will happen naturally. It's just that it's not the time yet."

The sword spirit screamed excitedly, but was slapped away by Shen Fu with a look of disgust.

"This is Li Zhijun of King Jingzong, this is my junior sister Chen Xueyin."

"I've seen you all!"

Chen Xueyin held a big knife in her hand, which instantly attracted Shen Fu's attention.

"this knife"

Chen Xueyin's eyes lit up when she saw Shen Fu, and then she handed the knife to Shen Fu, "I'm a different kind. When everyone else practiced swords, I only liked this kind of heavy and big sword since I was a child. It’s really not interesting. So my father had to let my interest go, so I can be regarded as a knife repairer now.”

"Can I take it?"

Chen Xueyin happily gave Shen Fu, "There's nothing wrong with that."

It was rare to see a woman other than her like knives. In the past, when she met female disciples from other sects, they would stay away from her, as if they were afraid that she would suddenly go crazy and chop them with a knife.

Shen Fu looked at the knife in his hand carefully, "This is made of the finest black iron stone." The black iron stone used in this knife was much higher-grade than the black iron stone she saw in the cave a few days ago.

"That's right! My father begged all over the six realms to make it for me with the best black iron stone."

"I see."

There was some eagerness in Shen Fu's eyes, and she suddenly wanted to compete with this human girl.

After returning the sword, Shen Fu made this unkind request: "I haven't had a competition with a sword cultivator for a long time. I wonder if the girl would agree to compete with me?"

　Maybe it's like a cat seeing a hair ball?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)