Chixiao's question made Shu Ange's nose even more sour.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, shook her head and said, "I deliberately pretended to be in unbearable pain just now and was knocked unconscious, in order to trick them into leaving." ”

"It doesn't hurt, why are you crying?"

There was no doubt in Chixiao's eyes and tone, and he used a declarative sentence.

But Shu Ange was accustomed to Chixiao's way of speaking, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "It doesn't hurt on my body, but my heart is uncomfortable, you are beaten for me, and I look uncomfortable." ”

Human emotions are too complicated, Chi Xiao doesn't understand it very well, because he was beaten for her, so is she uncomfortable?

"I don't hurt, don't feel bad, I'm just a sword."

After thinking about it, Chixiao came to the conclusion that Shu Ange was afraid that he would hurt, so he was uncomfortable.

Shu Ange bit his lip and didn't speak, and when he looked up, a row of small tooth marks were printed on his lower lip, and his eyes were extremely lonely.

Chixiao stretched out his hand and wanted to brush the tooth marks off her lips, but he couldn't touch her body because of his lack of spiritual power.

It was as if he was standing on a hill, blown by a strong wind, and his chest was empty, and he didn't know what to say.

"Chixiao, I have the True Cultivation Method, but I don't know if it will be useful to you, are you willing to learn it?"

"Cultivating the true exercises, flying to the heavens and the earth, the art of immortality."

In Chixiao's long life, he has also seen some warlocks and Taoist priests with magical powers, as well as the power of monks who have learned a lot of things.

Therefore, when he heard about the cultivation of the true exercises, his first reaction was this.

Shu Ange was amused by Chixiao's words, first nodded and then shook his head: "Yes and no, ordinary monks are not that powerful, but after you practice, you will become very powerful." ”

"I learn."

Chixiao responded without hesitation, without the slightest doubt about Shu Ange.

After getting his consent, Shu Ange breathed a long sigh of relief, she was worried that she looked so weak that Chixiao would not believe her.

After all, Chixiao wore a wide robe and big sleeves, and had been wandering in the world for so many years, Shu Ange was worried that he believed that women should be protected by men, and he was unwilling to accept her help.

"I'll recite the mantra first, you keep it in your heart, and then practice with me."

"Okay, you can read it."

Chixiao's expression was focused, and the whole person was immersed in half-bright and half-ambiguous light, as if it would disappear at any time, and his eyebrows were like spring and half peach blossoms, which made people feel pity.

Shu Ange slowly recited the mantra, the voice was clearer and more beautiful, and the subtleties were specially recited twice.

After reciting the formula, the corners of Shu Ange's lips dried slightly, and he licked his lower lip unconsciously.

"Do you remember everything, do you need me to read it again?"

"Memorize it all."

Rao is Shu Ange was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked by Chixiao, no wonder the old saying says that everything has a spirit.

Even the mental formulas that she found difficult when she first learned them, Chixiao could remember them after listening to them only once.

"Shall I read it again, can you consolidate it?"

Shu Ange intimately asked, Chixiao shook his head, imitated Shu Ange's speed of speech, and recited the mental mantra she had just recited.

She finally discovered why she always felt that Chixiao's words and deeds were sometimes inexplicably familiar.

Because he would imitate the speed of her speech, and her small movements.

This discovery made Shu Ange's heart ripple with a hint of sweetness, and Chixiao really put her in his heart.

After teaching the mental formula, Shu Ange began to guide Chixiao to practice together. Through the conversation, she realized that Chixiao had never consciously cultivated before.

Her eyes widened, and she asked again in disbelief, "Haven't you ever cultivated in any form before?" ”

Chixiao shook his head and said in a calm tone: "I have been wandering in the world before, relying on the essence of the sun and the moon between heaven and earth to nourish my aura. ”

Shu Ange was also convinced, and instantly understood why Chixiao said that she was comfortable by her side before, because when she was exhaling, she gathered the aura around her, which was naturally richer than the aura scattered in the mountains and forests.

Thanks to the abundant aura of Longhe Village, otherwise, Chixiao would have fallen asleep due to the lack of aura.

Pushing this and that, Shu Ange also figured out why the original owner only appeared in front of her before he died.

I'm afraid that Chixiao's aura was insufficient at that time, and there were only a few people who could help the original owner, until the original owner's soul overflowed when he was dying, and then he saw Chixiao.

The reason why Chixiao couldn't send the original owner back to his hometown is probably the same reason.

"I see, let's cultivate together. When you are strong, we can leave Longhe Village, leave the mountains and go to the outside world! ”

Shu Ange looked at Chixiao with firm eyes, his hands clenched into fists, cheering for the two of them.

"Target person's opinion +5, current opinion 55."

The change in favorability made Shu Ange feel better, she smiled slightly and closed her eyes first.

Chixiao then closed his eyes, he has been wandering among the mountains since he transformed into a human form, and has never been outside the mountains.

Many years ago, he followed his previous masters through the world. At that time, people were still wearing wide robes and big sleeves, the rivers and lakes were very chaotic, and the court was far away.

The days of wandering alone, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the years are like water.

When Shu Ange was determined to become stronger and leave here, Chi Xiao had one more belief in his heart.

Leave, leave with her, go out into the world.

Maybe because of the fear of the night of the first seven souls, the Song family didn't make it difficult for Shu Ange in the past few days, and the old witch didn't come to beat her.

didn't give Shu Ange food, and even the water was delivered every two days, she didn't take it seriously for a long time.

Anyway, now that Chixiao is here, when she is hungry, he will pick wild fruits for her, and sometimes go to the Song family's kitchen to help her get some meat to eat.

Shu Ange was in the firewood room, and Chixiao threw his mind on cultivation together, happy and free.

Perhaps because of the lack of impurities in the body of the innate sword spirit, Chixiao can be said to have made rapid progress on the way to cultivation, and in just a few days, he can directly condense the sword qi into substance.

If before, when Shu Ange was beaten, Chixiao could only stand in front of her. Now, he can not only fight back in front of the villagers.

Chixiao has always had an indifferent attitude towards his cultivation speed, but Shu Ange couldn't help himself with excitement.

There is only one day left before the night of resurrection, in the middle of the night, the insects and birds are silent, Shu Ange opened his eyes, and there was a faint flow of light on Chixiao's body opposite.

His eyes were closed, his side face was cold and handsome, his long black hair was as black as ink, and he was pulled up with a hosta, and the whole thing was as tranquil and white as a fairy in a painting.

Shu Ange looked at Chixiao distractedly, and a shallow smile appeared on his lips.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes, with an inexplicable attraction, made Shu Ange involuntarily indulge in them.

"Are you hungry?"

After the two got along for a few days, Chixiao became more and more down-to-earth, and every time he opened his mouth, he either asked Shu Ange if she was hungry, or asked her if she was thirsty.

Shu Ange blushed, she stared at Chixiao in a daze in the middle of the night, and he asked her if she was hungry, which made her can't help but think about it.

【One Sentence Small Theater】

An Ge (blushing and heartbeat): "Chixiao, I'm not ready to ......"

Chixiao (righteous and awe-inspiring): "Do you need to prepare in advance when eating?" ”