After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 5
Chu Yanshu looked at Sang Luo with a pair of peach blossom eyes, still smiling,

"Okay, listen to Senior Sister."

The two people with their own ghosts went down the mountain together.

The journey was far away, Sang Luo called out the Fengli Sword, jumped up and was about to hold the sword down, but was stopped by Chu Yanshu.

Sang Luo turned to look at him, with a big question mark on his head,

"Is something wrong?"

Chu Yanshu glanced at her sword and reminded,

"Senior sister, I don't know how to control a sword."

"..."

Sang Luo was silent for a moment, then reached out to Chu Yanshu,
"Come on, I'll take you."

The spirit stone is important, I'm afraid that the phoenix egg will be preempted if it is too late.

The afternoon sun was raging, and the light and shadows under the crabapple tree were mottled. The beams of light passed through the layers of crabapple flowers and leaves, and sprinkled bits and pieces on the corners of the girl's skirt. The sun was like a fire.

Chu Yanshu felt it was dazzling, so he backed away slightly.

Subconsciously, he doesn't like it.

In his previous life, he fell into a demonic path, and he was forever unable to see the sun.

For monsters, it is instinct to hate light.

But... he wants to live in the sun.

He stretched out his hand to catch the girl's hand, the palm was soft and warm, it was the breath of a living person that had not been seen for a long time.

"Catch me."

There was a bit of coldness and alienation in the girl's clear and slightly sweet voice.

Chu Yanshu grabbed her tightly, and before he could stand still, the next moment, Sang Luo turned his sword 180 degrees and went straight down the mountain.

The spiritual energy protection sometimes disappears, and the free fall body sometimes disappears and appears, and even turned several turns and almost hit the steep mountain wall.

The breeze whistled past his ears, and Chu Yanshu stood beside Sang Luo, wanting to vomit.

In this world, how can someone Yu Jian Yu Cheng like this? ! !
But Sang Luo is very happy. In the world of comprehension, he can control the sword and fly. Isn't this more interesting than drag racing? !

The girl laughed flamboyantly, but behind her, the Demon God who had killed all directions, but the bloodbathed Immortal Realm grabbed her hand nervously.

Chu Yan's face was pale and his head was a little dizzy. He felt that even if he had been forced to a dead end and thousands of ants were biting his heart, he was not as weak as he is now.

As soon as he landed, Chu Yanshu vomited while holding the sycamore tree at the gate of the city.

Sang Luo was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward,

"Are you all right? What's wrong with you?
She has heard of motion sickness and seasickness, but she has never heard of sword sickness.

Long Aotian fainted sword?

Sang Luo felt as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

The knuckles of the boy's hand holding the tree trunk were white, and the veins were faintly visible under the fair skin. He almost vomited out the overnight meal from yesterday.

Sang Luo looked at his pitiful appearance of weak Liu Fufeng, took out the Yulu pill that he had treasured for a long time, and handed it to him,

"Your body is not good enough, even Yujian is dizzy, if you encounter danger in the future, will you be able to pay it off?"

No, just like this, I guess a little Luo Luo on the side of the road could be crushed to death by him.

When she wakes up to practice tomorrow morning, she has to ask him to practice hard.

After Chu Yanshu vomited, he raised his head and looked at Sang Luo. Due to physiological reasons, the tails of his eyes were stained with a touch of red, full of a sense of brokenness. At this moment, he didn't look like Long Aotian at all. The little white flower that has been ravaged.

A faint medicinal fragrance came from the tip of his nose, he took the Yulu pill in Sang Luo's hand, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Slightly calming his breath, he stood up, his voice was obviously a little weaker than when he was on the mountain just now, and it seemed to be gnashing his teeth.
"Senior sister's sword control skills, even if the gods come, they won't be able to hold on."

If her sword control skills were placed in the Kunwu Sword Sect, Didi Dajian would not be able to take orders, and someone would have blacklisted her long ago.

(End of this chapter)