Oops!He was forced to be cremated after seducing a yandere double by mistake

"? Xiao Mo, why was the mission completed suddenly? Is there a bug?"

Xiao Mo remembered the scene yesterday of Wen Qi kissing Zhu Huan with scarlet eyes, and the system blushed: [There is no bug, maybe the player accidentally rubbed Wen Qi's lips when he was unconscious last night? 】

The situation yesterday was so special, what Xiao Mo said was not impossible to happen.

In addition, this was not something that could be discussed openly. Zhu Huan subconsciously felt that Wen Qi didn't want to make her feel embarrassed, so he didn't say it on purpose.

After scratching my right cheek, I felt a little complicated.

"Okay, I completed the mission by mistake anyway."

Otherwise, it would be terrible for her to take the initiative to ask for a kiss from him.

Green Eyes followed Wen Qi into the inner room, but did not touch anything Wen Qi had placed in the weapons room. Instead, he conjured a medium-sized black pouch out of thin air and took out a sword that was entirely aquamarine.

Seeing him take out the sword, Green Eyes asked him in surprise: "Master, are you sure you want to give her this sword? It belongs to you."

"Okay, what am I going to do to decide when it's your turn to intervene?" Wen Qi interrupted, rubbed the sword behind her back and sheathed the sword, her eyes deep as she said, "The only way is to take it, she will be in any danger. I can protect her in the first moment."

Seeing his stubborn look, Green Eyes finally sighed after opening his mouth again.

Forget it, he can give it away if he likes, and he will bear the consequences if something goes wrong!

Zhu Huan took a rough look at the selection content in the brochure.

In addition to the individual swordsmanship demonstration, there is also a bone test and a sparring session.

She is not worried about the bone test. Since her eldest son said before that she has good bones, he will definitely not lie to her.

She was not very confident about this solo show of swordsmanship and sparring.

The introductory test that I participated in before was only the most basic levels and did not include anything related to the use of swords.

The environment in Zhu's family was so depressing, and it was even more impossible for her to tell her what kind of sword she could buy with the money.

The original body has always been trained with wooden swords, and her kung fu is only that of a three-legged cat, let alone her ability to travel through time.

"Best wishes, junior sister, it's been a long wait."

Wen Qi's clear voice interrupted Zhu Huan's thoughts. She raised her eyes to look at him and found that he was holding a scabbard as thin as ice, and the whole body of the sword seemed to be a green sword.

"This sword is called the Huanlian Fantasy Sword. It is a mid-level sword and its appearance is suitable for women. It should be more suitable for you to hold it as the main sword first. As for the secondary sword, you will have the opportunity to use it after you become an inner disciple. Lake pick.”

Zhu Huan was very familiar with some of the game's settings. He was relieved when he heard that this sword was an intermediate sword among the beginner, intermediate, advanced and ultimate swords.

It's okay. I didn't get her a high-end one. Otherwise, if the good thing breaks in her hands, it's one thing that she can't afford to pay for it. The most important thing is that she doesn't dare to let go and use it.

The girl took the Lotus Fantasy Sword with her little hand and told Wen Qi truthfully that she didn't know anything about using swords at the moment, let alone demonstrating any swordsmanship alone.

"It's okay. You can take the sword out of its sheath and give it a try. I'll see what your current level is."

Zhu Huan nodded, drew out his sword according to the way he used the sword in his memory, and then performed stabbing, slashing, and chopping movements.

The sword was heavier than she thought, but after just completing these few movements, her body broke out in a weak layer of sweat.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Zhu Huan sheathed her sword, as nervous as a primary school student waiting for the teacher's comment.

Wen Qi's brows were furrowed, but his words were still more measured: "There is still a lot of room for improvement."

The implication is that she is still too bad at dancing.

This comment was expected by Zhu Huan, but the green eyes looked at him in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

No, is its owner serious?When commenting on the swordsmanship of his subordinates, the terms of humiliation were almost always the same.

Zhu Huan didn't criticize the shitty swords he just danced? !
"Senior Brother Wen, can you teach me how to dance the sword from the beginning?" The original method of sword dancing was found in a cheap sword book, and she felt that it was not necessarily correct.

"Of course, but in this case the training intensity will have to be increased a lot, and you will have to stay at my place for a longer time. Is it convenient for you?"

The rules of the Sword Sect are that teaching will not officially begin until the selection of inner and outer disciples has been completed.

During this period, qualified outer sect disciples can choose to take advantage of this opportunity to prepare for the inner sect selection, or they can choose to go home to report the good news.

After all, the number of inner disciples selected every year is not large, and only [-]% of the disciples can pass, which shows the probability.

Zhu Huan's life was still tied to Wen Qi, so of course he couldn't run around, and he had nothing important to do, so he nodded and said it was convenient for her.

"That's it. Will it affect senior brother too much? Does senior brother have anything important to do during this period?"

If it's too much trouble, he can make a booklet or video that can teach her, and she can learn it on her own.

It's just that the effect may not be as good as his personal guidance.

Wen Qi's affairs in Haitian Valley have been arranged for her subordinates. Now that she has plenty of time, just tell her to feel at ease and prepare to be taught.

"Let's start with the posture of holding the sword. Although there is nothing wrong with your posture of holding the sword, holding it like this consumes your physical strength."

The young man said, pulling out the Dawn Sword from his back, and purposely handed the left hand holding the hilt to Zhu Huan's eyes so that she could see it more clearly.

"Put your thumb and index finger like this."

While Zhu Huan was obedient and did as he was told, he once again discovered that the hand holding the sword was his left hand.

But now that business was important, she didn't think much about it.

Next, under Wen Qi's guidance, he mastered the correct posture of holding the sword, and followed him to perform simple chops, his litchi eyes full of excitement and curiosity.

In her previous life, she longed to use a sword when she was playing the game "Devil Killer", but her weak body could not support it and she was not suitable for doing so.

Now that she has the opportunity, she studies very seriously.

Wen Qi looked at him with watery eyes, as if he saw his former self.

"Is this the right way to chop?"

Zhu Huan put down the Magic Lotus Sword in his hand and looked at Wen Qi expectantly.

Her learning speed is very fast and her movements are very standard, which is actually impeccable.

But Wen Qi's eyes darkened and he lied to her: "There is still something wrong. Come closer and I will teach you step by step."

Zhu Huan couldn't see how he was using the sword, so he believed it as a matter of course.

The young man was as tall as a mountain, and he had a strong sense of oppression when he enveloped people.

He hugged Zhu Huan from behind, touched hers lightly with both hands, and led her into a sword dance posture.

The two of them were so close that the sleeves of their silver robes even overlapped.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the waist-length black hair of the two of them was entangled with each other. Looking from a distance, anyone who looked at them would feel that their relationship was unusual.

When Wen's mother arrived, she saw a scene that darkened her eyes.

Her chest heaved with anger, and she knocked the crutch in her hand on the stone pavement, asking, "What are you two doing?!"

Xiaomo: Why do people talk so much about this kind of thing~ (shy and coy)

Zhu Huan:? ? ?