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With a "snap", Chen Hui closed a book, his face showing excitement.

This is a thin notebook, left by an unknown senior, with a few words on the note: "Intimate and tacit understanding with the natal magic weapon"

In the past few days, I have been searching for the library without sleep, and finally I have some results. Thinking of the book's unique insights into the connection between people and magic weapons, Chen Hui couldn't suppress his excitement for a while, and ran back to his room with his hands dancing, and then took out the spirit sword that he had carefully treasured and cherished from the shelf.

The corners of his mouth pursed upward, Chen Hui showed a weird and creepy smile, and then called out affectionately: "Little Sword Sword...... Little Grey has come to see you......"

Article 1 of "Intimate Tacit Understanding with the Natal Magic Weapon": Between the magic weapon and the magic weapon, there should be an intimate title to facilitate the exchange of feelings.

In the following days, Chen Hui was like losing his soul, holding the spirit sword every day and talking stupidly, even Chen Tao and Qiongfei couldn't do anything about him, and the rumors of "the spirit stone madness demon is crazy" gradually spread.

"Little Soul Soul, are you dissatisfied with your new home?" Chen Hui sat on the bed, looked at the martial soul villain on the left and the spirit sword on the right, and said with a flat mouth: "Oh, you see how beautiful the little sword is—isn't it, the little sword?"

The martial soul villain glanced at the spirit sword with disdain, pursed his lips and twisted his head to the other side.

"Little soul soul, don't look like this, you see how ......obedient the little sword is" Chen Hui used the finger of his index finger to nod lovingly at the little head of the martial soul villain, but was dodged.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Qiongfei's voice came: "Chen Hui, it's time to eat!"

Chen Hui responded, then withdrew his martial soul, picked up the spirit sword, and snorted: "Little sword sword, go to dinner...... Are you hungry?"

On the dinner table.

Chen Tao and Qiongfei sat on one side of the table, their four eyes blinking, looking at Chen Hui blankly.

Chen Hui alone occupied the other side of the table, and the spirit sword was placed on his knees, the tip of the sword shining in the sunlight.

"Oops...... Today's food is simply too bad, come, little sword and sword, do you want to taste it?" Chen Hui picked up a piece of chopsticks and sliced meat, and gestured to the spirit sword: "Ahhh

"Don't blame me, I can eat it!" Chen Hui put the slices of meat in his mouth and chewed slowly, revealing a look of intoxication, "It's really ...... It's delicious!"

Chen Hui put down his chopsticks, picked up the spirit sword, and kissed the spirit sword, "Poor little sword sword...... I can't eat anything delicious......"

However, as soon as his lips left the spirit sword, Chen Hui's eyes suddenly straightened: on the surface of the shiny spirit sword, an oily mark was left on it.

"Oops......" Chen Hui cried, the whole person was not good, and stretched out his sleeves pitifully, "Little Jianjian, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be like this, come, I'll wipe your ......"

Chen Tao and Qiongfei sat opposite, eating frantically with their heads buried in their heads, not daring to raise their heads again, as if they could be blind when they looked at Chen Hui again......

Article 2 of "Intimate Tacit Understanding with the Natal Magic Weapon": We must regard the magic weapon as a part of our life, and take it wherever we go, and never leave our bodies.

After the meal, Chen Hui was in the house.

Chen Hui sat cross-legged, holding the spirit sword in his mouth, and slowly exercised, but he was silently reciting in his heart: "Little soul soul, the little sword and sword are definitely a part of my body, don't you be willful! This is definitely a very luxurious new home, don't you have any curiosity at all? Why don't you go in and take a look?"

The martial soul villain sat not far away, his small mouth pursed, his neck twisted, and he looked down on Xiao Jianjian.

......

Late at night, Chen Hui finished his work.

"Little Sword Sword...... Are you tired, Xiao Jianjian?" Chen Hui held the spirit sword in his arms, lay on his side on the bed, and kissed the spirit sword again, "Xiao Jianjian must be tired today, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, let's go to sleep......"

Article 3 of "Intimate Tacit Understanding with the Natal Magic Weapon": We must have regular contact and interaction with the magic weapon, and be very close to each other.

On the second day, when the sun was over, Chen Hui woke up in a groggy sleep.

There was silence in the small courtyard, and Chen Tao and Qiongfei probably went out to practice swords early in the morning.

After washing and dressing, he seemed to remember that he had forgotten something, Chen Hui turned his head and looked at it, and was suddenly shocked:

"Oh, little sword, why are you so far away from me!" Chen Hui threw himself on the bed, pulled the spirit sword on the edge of the bed, and gently groped on the sword, "Oh, little sword, I'm sorry, I snubbed you......"

At this time, only a loud "clang" was heard, Chen Hui's door was kicked open, and several uninvited guests broke in.

The first to bear the brunt was Li Jian, who disappeared for several days. Behind Li Jian were several brothers who had a good relationship on weekdays and often followed Li Jian.

It turned out that Li Jian learned that Bing Ling had gone to the Library Pavilion to see Chen Hui a few days ago, and he was even more jealous, so he came here after getting the news.

The midday sun shone through the door, but it was a little cold.

Chen Hui got out of bed and walked in front of Li Jian, his face was gloomy, and his tone was angry: "Didn't your mother teach you to knock on the door when you enter someone else's house?"

When Li Jian heard this, he was so angry that he grabbed Chen Hui's neckline: "Say, what does Sister Bingling have to do with you, why do you always run to you?"

This disciple uniform is a disciple uniform that Chen Hui cherishes very much on weekdays, if it weren't for the little sword and the little soul, Chen Hui would be reluctant to take it out and wear it, but he was caught off guard and was held in his hand by Li Jian's dirty hand.

Moreover, it is such a provocative posture.

Chen Hui pulled Li Jian's hand off the collar and said coldly, "What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter with me?!" Li Jian smashed a punch into Chen Hui's right chest, but Chen Hui flexibly dodged, gritted his teeth and fought back.

At this time, several senior brothers behind Li Jian played a role, they sneered and held down Chen Hui, he struggled desperately, but it didn't work.

A popping chestnut hit Chen Hui on the head, and Li Jian's white face was so close that it almost touched the tip of Chen Hui's nose!

He asked in a low voice, "The Ice Spirit Fairy has always been extremely arrogant, and Young Master Ben is not even qualified to say a word......!" What is your identity, and because of something, you can let the Ice Spirit Fairy run to the Tianshu Hall for you," he slapped him, raised his voice, and roared, "Huh?!"

Chen Hui only felt that his face was hot, his eyes widened, and he just wanted to remember Li Jian's face in his heart. He guessed what Li Jian didn't want to hear the most, so he simply wanted to fight against Li Jian, and gritted his teeth at Li Jian without admitting defeat: "Idiot, can you control the affairs between us? What is your identity?"

"Bang!" A punch slammed in, Chen Hui's left jaw hurt, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Li Jian's face turned pale, obviously angry, and then he kicked him hard, "Chen Hui, do you think I don't dare to touch you?"

The wind whined through the cracks in the window.

At this moment, the spirit sword lying on the corner of the bed suddenly hummed softly and imperceptibly.