After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 3 He Treats Her Differently

"No need." The old man declined, and carefully placed the fragments in his hand on the pile of residues, smiling kindly, "My son is coming to pick me up, little fairies go first, and I'll drink a bowl of tea. It's time for my son to arrive."

Lu Wangyi offered to stay here with her and wait for her family to pick her up, but the old man declined.

"I have been selling tea here for hundreds of years, and I am much more familiar with this place than you, so don't worry about me."

That's true, Lu Wangyi and the others see that this old man also has a cultivation base, and those who can do business in this place where the birds don't shit, there are always two magic weapons to save their lives.

Lu Wangyi didn't continue to pester.

Shu Nong finished watching the things here with cold eyes, and his eyes stayed on the old man for a while longer. When Lu Wangyi turned around, he jumped to Yan Changan again, glanced at the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't want to Knowing how to control the sword, I'm afraid I will trouble Mr. Yan."

Yan Changan looked down at her.

The Shu family is a swordsman, just like the Cangyuan Sword Sect, all the disciples in the sect are swordsmen, Shu Nong is a daughter of the Shu family, if it is said that she does not know how to control a sword, Yan Chang'an will not believe it.

Shu Nong winked at him, pursed his mouth, and emphasized: "I am your savior."

He was indeed a "savior", Yan Chang'an thought, if he hadn't agreed to her request, he would have become her ghost by the sword.

Lu Wangyi has always understood the temperament of this junior, Yan Changan has always been a loner, and he is not even close to the master who brought him back to the Cangyuan Sword Sect, let alone a girl he just met not long ago.

Even if the other party is his savior, Yan Chang'an is probably unwilling.

Seeing his hesitation, Lu Wang took the initiative to step forward to make a rescue. Just as he said the word "Su", Yan Chang'an called out his long sword neatly and stretched out his hand to help Shu Nong go up.

Lu Wangyi almost couldn't help rubbing his eyes, his eyes swiveled between Shu Nong and Yan Changan.

From ancient times to the present, there has always been a saying that "the grace of saving life should be promised with your body". When he looked at his withdrawn younger brother, didn't he also have such thoughts?Or that girl Su had a crush on him?But Yan Chang'an doesn't seem to be able to be coerced to such an extent by the grace of saving his life, right?
He looked at the distance between the two, Shu Nong had completely crossed the invisible line that Yan Chang'an usually set for others, and was included by Yan Chang'an into the close range.

How did Lu Wangyi know that the two people in front of him were involved in a relationship of interest, Shu Nong threatened and coaxed him, and there was a stance that Yan Chang'an would kill him if he didn't comply, and he didn't know that, speaking carefully, Shu Nong was not a person.

But since Yan Chang'an and Shu Nong solved it by themselves, Lu Wangyi didn't go forward to make fun of himself, scratched his head, and prepared to leave by himself.

He thought that the old tea seller was still waiting for her child to pick him up, and he turned around to say goodbye to Grandma and tell her to be safe, but he saw the old man raised his head slightly, his gaze fell on Shu Nong and Yan Changan.

He was a little confused, but he realized in an instant that Miss Su said that she lived on this mountain, and the grandmother who sold the tea might have seen her. Now that she sees people going down the mountain and leaving, it is not surprising to take a closer look.

Yan Changan Yujian, Shu Nong hugged his waist unceremoniously.

After she died, she transformed into a spirit, no longer aware of cold or heat, and slept on Wutong Mountain for more than six hundred years. She has long since lost the sense of time, and she doesn't know what month it is.

But no matter what month it is, whether it's cold or hot, Yan Chang'an has spiritual power close to him, and he doesn't wear much. When Shu Nong hugs his waist, he can clearly feel whether his body is soft or hard under his palm.

Yan Changan's body froze slightly, he looked down at his hands around his waist, and said in a low voice, "Let go."

"No, I'm afraid." Shu Nong refused, and sneered, "I'm a person who doesn't know how to control a sword, shouldn't I be afraid? If you're shy, don't regard me as a woman—"

She deliberately lowered her voice, and whispered: "Qingguang is me, and I am Qingguang, just treat me as a talking sword."

Even so, how could Yan Changan not regard her as a woman, she has a name and surname, flesh and blood, how could he regard her as a cold sword.

He opened his mouth to refuse.

But Shu Nong laughed again: "It's okay if you can't do it, I won't make things difficult for you."

She lowered her head and looked at the desert at her feet, her voice was smiling, but the words she said sent chills down the spine.

"You and your senior brothers will bury their bones in this yellow sand. I will return to Wutong Mountain and wait for another destined person. How about it?"

Yan Changan: "..."

Naturally not how.

He couldn't give up the blue light sword, nor was he an opponent of the person behind him, so he just pursed his lips, trying to struggle in the end: "It's just letting go, it won't affect anything."

Shu Nong just let out an "oh", without any further reaction.

Yan Changan frowned, but he had no choice but to endure her, and let her fly back to the inn with her around his waist.

They started early and flew fast, leaving Cangyuan Jianzong and others behind, which made Lu Wangyi and the other disciples amazed.

The sound of the wind was mixed with the jokes of several people: "Brother Yan, if you don't sing, it's a blockbuster."

Lu Wangyi smiled, the stories of the hero saving the beauty and capturing the heart written in the Xindao story book can really happen in reality, and now the beauty saving the hero is probably trying to capture the heart of his junior.

It's just that Miss Su's face is a bit troublesome. Lu Wangyi thought wildly, similar to Miss Mingyue, and probably similar to that girl from the Shu family, I don't know how his master will react when he sees it.

But there is already a Mingyue girl in Yusheng Palace, and Yan Changan treats this girl Su differently, and his master will not do anything anymore.

It's not too far from Wutong Mountain to the inn they lived in, and Yu Jian's speed was fast, Shu Nong was distracted for a while, and then they arrived at the inn.

When getting down from the sword, Shu Nong pretended to shake his body, as if he was not used to holding a sword, when he stepped on the ground, he staggered, and was helped by Yan Chang'an, who was watching what she wanted to do. live.

Once again, Lu Wangyi, who was one step behind them, noticed it.

Lu Wangyi took the initiative to ask: "Miss Su is not a swordsman?"

Shu Nong turned around and smiled at him, nodded: "I'm Faxiu, I was on the mountain before, I didn't need to go far, I've never flown so high in the sky."

She opened her eyes slightly, supported Yan Changan's arm and said arrogantly: "You can't laugh at me."

Lu Wangyi immediately laughed, and cupped his hands again and again: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

He first Yan Changan and the others entered the house, and asked the boss to add an extra room, and asked Xiaoer to lead Shu Nong to rest.

Before Shu Nong went upstairs, he glanced at Yan Changan, who was obviously startled when he met her gaze, and then looked away expressionlessly.

Shu Nong raised his eyebrows, didn't make any further fuss, followed Xiao Er briskly to his room.

(End of this chapter)