The situation at the beginning was so good, and Tang Su's entire sword was happy.

"You say, I became the heroine's life-saving sword, directly avoiding her future difficulties, and because I am Shen Congzhi's sword, I can barely count the male protagonist to save her, from now on, she will not hate the male protagonist? Won't you trouble the male owner? ”

system, [In this case, you directly cut off the emotional line between the male protagonist and the female protagonist.] 】

Tang Shu pursed his lips, "Does the male protagonist of every world have to have feelings?" I have cultivated the world of immortals, let go of love, work hard, that is to become an immortal and become a saint, love is a yarn. ”

That's the case, but all the plots are disrupted, and the system is the first time, so there's no way to start.

[So what are you going to do?] 】

Tang Su, "Doesn't the male protagonist want to cut off everything and become a god ruthlessly?" Of course, it's to help him become a god.,From now on.,I'm going to cut off all his signs.,Even the heroine can't do it.,In this way.,There's no need to kill the heroine to sacrifice to the sky.,There's no evil god to use.。 ”

Eliminate all the troubles from the root, it sounds very reasonable at first glance, and the system has been convinced, after all, in the previous worlds, she had so many sassy operations, and she still completed the task, and the system had no reason to question her.

The newcomer conference competes once every hundred years, and those who can be judges, which is not a thousand-year-old bad old man, it is different from Shen Congzhi, he became famous at a young age, others built a foundation at the age of forty, and he was already a golden pill at the age of thirty, such a talent, and a sword cultivator, and now he is the last step away from becoming an immortal.

Today's Shen Congzhi doesn't shout Sword Zun when he sees it, so he doesn't love worldly things, and he has no interest in power, otherwise with his cultivation and his status, it would not be a problem to be called the king and hegemon, but unfortunately Shen Jianzun didn't put anyone in his eyes except for his sword.

Speaking of which, under such a status, even if Tang Su is a sword, it should be very moisturizing, but not being able to stand up to Shen Congzhi's vision really gives Tang Shu a headache.

For example, at this time, at the newcomer conference, as a judge, he naturally wanted to make a grand appearance, but he didn't have any requirements for himself, so he wore the most comfortable and simple brocade and black robe, but he tried his best to Tang Su's sword.

Light Mist Sword, Natural Sword is as its name suggests, as thin as cicada wings, not to mention, there is a thin layer of light mist aura all over the body, in such a beautiful situation, even if there is nothing, it is the brightest cub in the audience, but unfortunately Shen Congzhi thinks it can't be.

"Light Mist, why don't you want to wear this sword spike? But disgusted? ”

Tang Shu glanced at this sword spike, yes, the things used are all of the highest grade, but he can't stand the big red sword spike, he actually inlaid a big purple gem, although the gem is also very beautiful and precious alone, but the big red with the big purple...... Tang Su can't do it!

She resisted and was about to break away from Shen Congzhi's hands, but there was no way, Shen Congzhi changed another sword spike.

"Then change this, green."

Cold words came out of his mouth, and Tang Su almost gave him a large number of pockets.

This is not as fucking as red and purple as Fang Cai, green is green, why is it still fluorescent green, and there is still a green glow around him, does he think he doesn't have a green hat on his head?!

changed several sword spikes in succession, Tang Shu was not satisfied, and Shen Congzhi also frowned slightly.

"That's not good, that's not good, what do you like?"

Tang Su had no choice, so he had to dip some tea and write with the sword.

"Play with eggs, I don't want any of them!"

As an ancient magic weapon, although she is now Shen Congzhi's sword, she is an ancestor in terms of generation and age.

Shen Congzhi's face has never been sunny since she called herself Lao Tzu, her face was a little gloomy, and her voice became colder, "Light fog, don't call yourself Lao Tzu." ”

Tang Shu snorted secretly, she didn't write any more words, but the sword body was very obvious, and she turned around directly and pointed her back at him.

After giving birth to Lingzhi, the light mist sword was much more difficult to serve than before, but Shen Congzhi didn't say anything, he just picked up all the sword spikes, regardless of her wishes, he could wear one by one, and he gave her seven or eight.

Tang Shu was stupid, seven or eight colorful sword spikes, he thought he was a rainbow!

Tang Shu screamed angrily, and in the end, he didn't know if he was angry, but he was able to speak, "Shen Congzhi, you are a spicy chicken!" You're wearing so much for me! Why don't you wear a green one yourself! ”

She roared out what she was saying, and when she finished speaking, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she was able to speak!

Compared with her surprise, Shen Congzhi was not too happy, just raised his eyebrows slightly, of course, under the calm, Shen Congzhi's mood was not as calm as it appeared, he clenched his fists violently.

The voice of the sword spirit was different from what he imagined, he thought that the sword spirit, especially when he wrote the word Lao Tzu, thought that she was the image of an ancient old man, with a bit of pedantic and paranoia, but as soon as the words came out, it was a delicate soft and sweet voice, and even when he was angry, it was particularly beautiful, and he roared on the spot.

He, Shen Congzhi, felt that kind of ripple for the first time in more than three hundred years.

However, after being excited, Shen Congzhi sank his face, how could such a beautiful voice be heard by others? She is his sword spirit, and he can only talk to him, and he can only be heard!

"It's ugly."

The cold and ruthless words came out of that perfect lips, Tang Su didn't understand what it meant at first, and he was in a trance.

As a result, Shen Congzhi spoke again, "Your voice is too ugly." ”

"Weak."

"It's not special."

"Delicately."

"Like a."

Tang Su's eyes widened like copper bells on the spot, "Shen Congzhi, I'll knock on your uncle!" ”

The more angry the little sword spirit was, the more agile his voice became, Shen Congzhi stared straight at the sword in front of him, pressed down the corners of his lips that wanted to be upturned, and said expressionlessly again: "I don't have an uncle, if you want to knock, I can take you to the underworld to see." After saying that, he also asked, "Are you going?" ”

Tang Su's mission has done this, I have never seen such a male protagonist, those male protagonists in the past, no matter how they have to disguise on the surface, he is good, directly exposing his nature.

"Shen Congzhi, you have no friends like this!"

Shen Congzhi almost laughed, "Friend? I don't need to. ”

All he needed was his sword, and all his friends and family were a burden to him.

Tang Su confronted him for a long time, but he couldn't find his weaknesses, and in the end, the system couldn't stand it, seeing that she was too pitiful, he couldn't help but remind.

[Satiety, Shen Congzhi's only focus is on his sword, that is, you. 】

Tang Shu was instantly woken up, and immediately blew up her fiery little temper, scolding and scolding: "You wait, Lao Tzu wait a while, no, right away, immediately find a new slave who thinks Lao Tzu has a good voice!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Congzhi, who had not yet fluctuated, had a terrifying face.

"What did you say?"

[Alarm, alarm, alarm!] The male protagonist's mood swings are violent, please be cautious with the host! 】