"I want to be a sword immortal!"

In autumn, the green leaves outside the courtyard of Qingzhuyuan turn yellow, while the courtyard is still a green color, as if separated from the world.

Duan Li'er sat on the stone bench outside the bamboo house, holding her chin, this month to search for the case of the disappearance of the Guantian Mirror, her upper eyelids slowly fell after being tired for too long, and suddenly there was a shout from the bamboo house.

Chen Xiaoyu turned over and sat up, looked around the empty walls of the house with a blank face, and said to himself, "Why am I here?" Isn't this my room? ”

Is it another dream?

Because of Chen Zhouzhou, Chen Xiaoyu sometimes really can't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu!"

The door of the bamboo house was wide open, the sun was shining, and the girl in Tsing Yi and Luo Skirt moved lightly, approaching the bedside with a fragrance, and her smart eyes revealed concern.

Duan Li'er stretched out her hand to stroke Chen Xiaoyu's forehead, her nervous expression eased slightly, and her eyebrows stretched and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the fever has subsided." ”

"Fever?" Chen Xiaoyu stared at Senior Sister Duan blankly, the girl's appearance did not change at all, obviously the setting of "one day in heaven and ten years on earth" cannot be used in the fantasy world.

However, Chen Xiaoyu felt that he was just having a dream, because only in a dream would he wake up the next day.

Duan Li'er nodded her forehead with the back of her hand, sat on the edge of the bed, put her other hand on Chen Xiaoyu's shoulder, nodded seriously, and said: "Yes, Senior Brother Xiaoyu should also be tired because of the matter of the Heavenly Mirror, he fainted just yesterday in the Qinghe Palace, and he had a high fever at night, and he kept talking in his dreams, saying that sugarcane is actually bitter." ”

The girl kept talking, pointing to the sugar cane on the table in the bamboo house and sticking out her tongue.

"Li'er thinks that my senior brother must want to eat sugarcane, but it's not easy to find this season, and last night I asked someone to go back to the king's capital to find my father, but I didn't expect to send these in the morning."

"Sugarcane ......"

Looking at the sugar cane on the table, Chen Xiaoyu frowned.

He remembered the girl named Xuan Xue, and her thick sugar cane stick with a mallet that could stun people.

Duan Li'er looked at what Chen Xiaoyu seemed to be thinking, so she didn't say anything more, thinking that since Senior Brother Xiaoyu had subsided in fever, she should also go and inform her fellow junior disciples to inform her master about this, and then go back to her residence to rest and rest.

After all, guarding Chen Xiaoyu all night without sleep, her body was a little unbearable.

After Duan Li'er left, Qingzhu Garden suddenly returned to desertion.

The autumn breeze blows, and it doesn't blow a green leaf of the yellow and green bamboo garden.

Chen Xiaoyu got dressed, got out of bed, sat on the threshold, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to catch a glimpse of the sword leaning against the hanger.

He frowned and said, "Zhouzhou, is that divine domain a dream?" ”

In an instant, the long sword came out of its sheath and turned into a white-robed little boy.

Chen Zhouzhou pursed his lips, pointed to Chen Xiaoyu's head, and pretended to be deep: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like fog and electricity. Boy, whether it's a dream or not, it's in your heart and in your head. ”

"In the heart? On the head? Chen Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, feeling that what this little kid said was very unreliable, but he still touched his chest in a ghostly way, felt that his heart was beating normally, and put his hand on his head again.

"Ahh Assi, hold the grass! Chen Xiaoyu scolded angrily.

When his hand touched the bag on his head, the pain suddenly replayed everything that had happened in the Divine Domain in his mind.

In an instant, the boy understood everything.

"So sad?" Chen Zhouzhou handed over a pack of tissues.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaoyu didn't cry, although he was a little lost, but not to the point of sadness and tears.

However, the things handed over by Chen Zhouzhou are plug-ins, so you can't do without it.

Taking the small packet of facial tissues, Chen Xiaoyu raised his head slightly, took out the shrunken Sky Viewing Mirror from the space ring, played with it in his hand, and asked, "Zhou Zhou, now that the Sky Viewing Mirror has been repaired, should we send it to Shizun?" ”

"No, you don't." Chen Zhouzhou shook his head.

"Then let's keep it on our hands and use it ourselves?" Chen Xiaoyu pointed at himself and asked cautiously.

Hearing such greedy and daring to say it, Chen Zhouzhou pursed his lips, shook his head, and sighed lightly, helpless.

He jumped up and smashed his fist on Chen Xiaoyu's head, causing the boy to scream in pain.

Wiping his hands, Chen Zhouzhou said calmly: "I hate insatiable guys the most, this is the Zhenzhou artifact of the people of Qinghe, you actually want to keep it for yourself?" It's a bastard! ”

was punched inexplicably, and with the scolding name of "bastard" on his back, Chen Xiaoyu was obviously very unconvinced. But it was useless not to be convinced, he obviously couldn't beat this twelve- or thirteen-year-old kid who was only one meter five tall.

So, he laughed and said, "What, I'm kidding." Let's just say that this is an artifact that guards the world in Kyushu, how can it stay with me like the tears of the fishmen. ”

After listening to such an answer, Chen Zhouzhou was quite satisfied.

The little kid learned to look like an adult, hugged his arms in front of his chest, and nodded, "Now let's go to the Sword Viewing Pavilion, put the Heaven Viewing Mirror back in place, and watch a good show later." ”

"What's the show?" Chen Xiaoyu grabbed the key word and said curiously.

Chen Zhouzhou raised his hand and was about to fight, Chen Xiaoyu was so frightened that he covered his mouth and nodded, and the sky-watching mirror that he was still playing with in his hand was immediately put back into the space ring, he quickly stood up and retreated to the courtyard gate.

Chen Zhouzhou squinted, turned into a sword and returned to the scabbard, and then the whole sword came out of the bamboo house and was attached to Chen Xiaoyu's back.

"I've got a new mission for you."

Chen Zhouzhou's voice did not come from the sword, but echoed in Chen Xiaoyu's mind.

Chen Xiaoyu walked out of Qingzhuyuan and agreed.

"The eighth...... It's the eighth, right? ”

"Hmm." Chen Xiaoyu couldn't remember.

"No matter, it's the eighth, will you pretend to be slapped in the face?" In his mind, Chen Zhouzhou's voice asked.

Who wouldn't pretend to be forced to slap their face? Chen Xiaoyu writes about the Internet, even if he hasn't written much cool articles, but he has read countless cool articles.

If you want to say that you are pretending to be slapped in the face, Chen Xiaoyu himself has really never experienced it, even in this fantasy world, he has not experienced it.

"Ahem, the eighth task is very simple and very cool." In his mind, Chen Zhouzhou cleared his throat, "Slap an old bald donkey named Master Lonely Sect in the face." ”

"Huh? What? ”

Walking on the way to Guantan Pavilion, Chen Xiaoyu made a sound in surprise.

Along the way, there were countless disciples of Spirit Sword Peak who saw Chen Xiaoyu greeting him, and there were many junior sisters who were fascinated by the feeling that such a Senior Brother Chen was suddenly much more handsome and chic than Senior Brother Lu Lian.

But Chen Xiaoyu's sudden sentence of grasping the grass instantly brought his image back to the lowest.

Before he realized that he was being observed by everyone with amazement, he muttered to himself about the outrageousness of the eighth mission, and he was getting closer and closer to the location of the Sword Pavilion.

Until......

"Guanjian Pavilion is a major land! Please come back! ”

A scolding came into Chen Xiaoyu's ears, and in front of him, Minghuang's long sword was half exposed, blocking his steps.