After the paranoid villain read my mind, his character collapsed

Xia Jiuci was walking in front and suddenly didn't hear the sound behind him.

She turned her head in confusion and saw the puppy she had adopted threatening the male protagonist with a long sword.

Xia Jiuci:! ! !

"Wujiu, what are you doing?" Xia Jiuci's voice came from the front, interrupting Wujiu's movements.

Xiao Heyan watched helplessly as this Rakshasa-like monk slowly retracted his long sword, and his gloomy eyes became harmless, like a loyal puppy.

He spoke slowly, with a somewhat casual tone: "I just suddenly felt itchy and wanted to compete with Senior Brother Xiao."

Having said this, he paused and looked at Xiao Heyan with a hint of threat: "Are you right? Senior Brother Xiao."

He said the last few words word for word, which was terrifying.

Xia Jiuci was naturally very nervous and didn't notice their twists and turns. He just nodded and said with sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

Then he stretched out his hand, stood on tiptoes, patted Wujiu's head as usual, and said helplessly: "You can't be so rude. If you want to compete, you have to at least be on the competition stage."

"This makes it official."

Xia Chun, who was on the side, had a clear view of their actions and snorted coldly.

The look he looked at Xiao Heyan was really not a good one.

To actually dare to look at his young lady with such eyes, Wujiu was too kind this time.

But soon, she saw Wujiu's hand move, as if something was coming out.

The gray thing seemed to have found some target, and it quickly landed on Xiao Heyan.

Xia Chun slowly withdrew his gaze and pretended not to see it.

How should I put it, although Wujiu acted a little ruthlessly, he did the right thing this time.

Xia Jiuci was the person they cared about most. If Xiao Heyan dared to look at Xia Jiuci like this, he would have to bear the danger brought by this look.

Xia Jiuci didn't know what they were doing under his nose, he just continued to follow Yin Wusi to the inner gate of Jianzong.

To be honest, the monks from Yue Pavilion cannot come to the inner gate of Sword Sect.

This is inconsistent with etiquette.

So Xia Jiuci stood at the door without stepping in.

Frowning slightly, he asked with some confusion: "What does Sword Master mean by this?"

Yin Wusi could sense everything about this little fox from Wujiu's body.

Although they couldn't talk to each other, the little fox almost grew up by himself.

For other monks, Yin Wusi might be able to use various excuses, but for this little fox, he subconsciously didn't want to lie to her.

He didn't even want to use those high-sounding excuses, and just said: "I want to borrow your Yue Pavilion's spiritual weapon for use."

Others don't know how many spiritual weapons there are in Yue Pavilion, how could Yin Wusi not know?

But now there is Xiao Heyan beside him who will destroy the world at some point, so naturally he can't make it too obvious.

Xia Jiuci didn't know how Yin Wusi knew that they had spiritual weapons. Maybe it was because these high-level monks could see them clearly.

Before Xia Jiuci could say anything, the two spiritual weapons on her body came out and started making noises.

【no! I don’t want to join the Sword Sect! 】

[We left from Jianzong! Now when we go back they want to blackmail us again! 】

[Blacksmithing? 】

Xia Jiuci asked subconsciously, and it was only then that the two spiritual weapons realized that they had spilled the beans.

However, they had been following Xia Jiuci all these years, and they told Xia Jiuci without hiding anything from her.

[Jian Zong used to make weapons, and almost all weapons in the world of cultivation came from Jian Zong. 】【But just a few hundred years ago, I don’t know what went wrong. The weapons made by the Sword Sect could no longer produce spiritual weapons. 】

[The elder who made the weapons thought it was because we had too many spiritual weapons and scared the unborn ones, so he threw us outside, where we were randomly picked up by other monks. 】

[It can be regarded as finding a good destiny. 】

[We fell into the demon world at that time, so we became the weapons of the demon world. But now that we are back, we find that the sword sect has changed a lot. 】

[There are fewer and fewer spiritual weapons here. It feels like those spiritual weapons are gone. 】

Xia Jiuci listened and nodded in understanding.

These are things that have not been written in books.

She was a little curious.

After living in this world for these years, Xia Jiuci realized how one-sided the things written in the books were.

There are obviously millions of novels, but there are still very few things that can be recorded.

Those pale words cannot fully describe such a magnificent world, nor can they find so many spiritual weapons, nor can they describe so many vivid lives.

The first time he came to this world, Xia Jiuci knew that these souls were real.

They are not those words.

They struggled to grow flesh.

That's why Xia Jiuci is full of curiosity about all races.

Xia Qiyuan, who arrived late, only heard that Yin Wusi asked for his spiritual weapon, and his expression suddenly changed.

Step forward, grab Xia Jiuci's hand and start walking back.

As he walked, he said angrily: "What?! What are you doing?!"

"Are you going to bully us brats just because we don't have anyone?"

"You actually want to steal the little kid's spiritual weapon in broad daylight."

Yin Wusi didn't have a good impression of the little wolf cub either.

His clone told himself that whenever he wanted to get close to Xia Jiuci, this little boy named Xia Qiyuan would appear next to Xia Jiuci and separate him from Xia Jiuci.

But even so, Yin Wusi did not feel the murderous intention towards Xia Qiyuan in his clone.

He had just realized that if Xia Jiuci didn't turn around, Wujiu would really kill Xiao Heyan.

But no.

Yin Wusi knew that Xiao Heyan was the core of this world and he could not die.

The world is spinning with his consciousness.

He had to find a way to create a new core.

Or give this so-called "core" another place.

When Xia Jiuci heard Xia Qiyuan's voice, he waved his hand but did not move away.

This wolf cub had grown taller and taller over the years, and his hands were so strong that Xia Jiuci could hardly break away.

Xia Jiuci realized this, sighed, and then said: "He just borrowed it, not robbed it. Can we ask him what he wants to do before we get angry?"

After all, these little brats are still on someone else’s territory, so it’s not good to be too showy.

Xia Qiyuan always listened to Xia Jiuci's words. He hummed softly when he heard the words. After all, he was not as angry as before. It could be seen that he was able to communicate well.

Yin Wusi watched them stop before speaking.

"That's it. I want to borrow the spiritual weapons of the two young monks to open the secret realm of the Sword Sect."