After the fall, the fairies caught me and repaid their debts

After a long silence, the fairy finally spoke:

"He Ange, you and Junior Sister Ranyue, what happened that night?"

"She assisted me in cultivation, and then... I borrowed the power of Senior Sister Ranyue, and finally broke through the foundation-building stage."

"That's all?"

"That's all."

"Are you sure that's all?"

"That's all there really is."

An Luoyi asked twice.

When she asked, she folded her arms in front of her chest, bit by bit her slender fingers, and her tone became colder and colder over and over again.

And every time she tapped her fingers, He Ange became more nervous.

Now he really wants to know what that little fox demon Xia Ranyue said to An Luoyi to make the senior sister into such a bad state!

"Do you still remember what you did with Xia Ranyue after you broke through the foundation building period?"

An Luoyi's cold eyes remained unchanged, she just looked at He Ange's eyes.

In principle, he is just her junior brother, and there is no need to report to her whoever he sleeps with.

But who made her his 'sister'?

It was like some kind of blood suppression, as long as An Luoyi said something, He Ange would not dare to talk back, not to mention that he had always respected and admired his senior sister.

"I, I don't remember, the breakthrough consumed too much energy at that time, I just... fainted from exhaustion."

As He Ange spoke, cold sweat broke out behind his back.

He really didn't know what heaven-defying story Xia Ranyue made up, and now he had no choice but to make it up. The most versatile answer to "I don't know" is "I fell asleep".

He thought it was time for him to die.

But unexpectedly, after hearing his answer, An Luoyi narrowed her cold eyes thoughtfully, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, she was helplessly relieved, and looked up at He Ange again:

"Let me just trust you once."

When she said this, the fairy was clearly resentful, as well as a bit cold and coquettish.

Because He Ange was consistent with Xia Ranyue's statement, it meant that he was really innocent and fell asleep from the exhaustion of his practice. An Luoyi couldn't blame him for this kind of thing.

And Xia Ranyue seems to have nothing wrong.

It was so late, He Ange passed out, she couldn't leave him alone, could she?Even if you slept with him in your arms, there was nothing wrong with it.

After thinking about it, An Luoyi didn't seem to be able to blame anyone.

Helpless, she had no choice but to snort coldly, with a bit of resentment and sulking in her tone and expression.

"Don't be angry, senior sister, I'll go back and make you a cup of hot tea?"

Seeing that the fairy stopped staring at him, He Ange hurried forward to invite her.

In the past in the capital, whenever An Luoyi was unhappy because of family matters, He Ange would take the initiative to make tea for her, rub her shoulders for the eldest lady, and chat with her.

An Luoyi has always liked this set.

Gradually, over time, this can be regarded as a kind of tacit understanding between the two of them.

"Forget it, there is kendo class in the morning, He Ange, come and practice swords with me."

An Luoyi sighed, but still declined.

Counting the time, she hasn't had He Ange's tea for a long time, but she really really misses it.

But drinking tea is still a lower priority than practicing swords.

After all, if the sword is not practiced well, He Ange will lose face in the kendo class. After all, he is also An Luoyi's person. She can't see that he is always looked down upon by others. She wants to use the opportunity of the kendo class to give He Ange a chance to perform well. , Let everyone look at him with admiration, and let him regain his pride and confidence as a swordsman genius.

However, He Ange didn't seem to understand what An Luoyi meant.

"Kendo class?"

"That's right, I will take part in the kendo class in the morning, and then I will pick you up to the stage to discuss swords with me in public."

"Of course, if you have the confidence to survive three moves with me, it's not impossible for us to go back to drink tea without practicing sword..."

An Luoyi said it lightly, but the silver phoenix sword she held in her arms was faintly glowing with sword sounds, as if she had long been eager to make two moves with He Ange.

In contrast, the same is true for the Silver Phoenix Sword on He Ange's waist.

I heard that when it comes to swordsmanship, the two Shuangsheng sword spirits are all in a state of excitement.

"Forget it, let Senior Sister Lao accompany me to practice swords."

Thinking of her senior sister's murderous swordsmanship, He Ange felt that it was necessary to practice it beforehand.

It can only be said that in the kendo class in the morning, you are lucky if you don't die.

18. Small color embryo

"Practicing swords with An Luoyi is a deadly job."

This is true, He Ange did not exaggerate in any way.

In the capital city before, Miss An's Hanchuan swordsmanship was frightening for a hundred miles around.

She was born with a mutated ice spirit vein. She was only nine years old, and the spiritual power content in her body was actually comparable to those of the disciples of the immortal sect.

Not only that, she seems to be born with the sword, the swordsmanship has been perfected at a young age, she is competitive and has a strict temperament, and she really knows how to talk about swords with others.

But here is the problem.

An Luoyi's spiritual veins are too strong, and she couldn't grasp them when she was young, and she would often make exaggerated operations like cutting out eight feet of glaciers with a single sword.

According to the diagnosis of a well-known doctor in the capital, this is not a disease, but the spiritual power in the girl's body is too strong, and she always needs a vent to consume the overflowing power in her body.

Ever since, who will be An Luoyi's 'catharsis object' has become a big problem.

Because people were really frozen to death by her sword cold ice, gradually, no one dared to fight in the entire capital of Nuo Da.

And those sects of the immortal sect only accept teenagers and girls who have reached the age of fourteen in the annual selection meeting.

During that time, the An family really had no choice but to send An Luoyi, who was only nine years old, to Xianmen ahead of schedule.

But the appearance of He Ange interrupted the plans of the An family.

He Ange was only seven years old at that time, and had just stepped into the An family's threshold. He was still just a little handyman who was not seen by others, and anyone could criticize him a little bit.

In order not to be bullied in this world of cultivating immortals, He Ange likes to sit on the steps and watch Miss An's sword practice in her spare time.

She danced the sword there, while he watched silently, remembering all these sword skills in his mind.

In the evening, in the dead of night, He Ange practiced alone in the backyard with a wooden stick.

Until one day, An Luoyi discovered the young man secretly practicing sword late at night——

"You are stealing my sword skills again, do you like swords?"

"If you don't want to be known by the steward, just discuss the sword with me."

She approached him, gave him a wooden sword, and threatened him to compete with her obediently.

He Ange didn't dare to refuse.

If the steward knew that he was watching the eldest lady practicing sword during the day, he would definitely be considered lazy at work, would be beaten, and might be fined and not allowed to eat.

There was no way, the seven-year-old boy picked up the wooden sword and confronted the silver-haired girl for the first time.

Late that night, the An family was awakened by the terrifying sound of an ice storm.

When people hurriedly put on their clothes and went to the backyard to look around, they found that the entire sword training ground had been completely frozen by the cold, and at the top of the Xuanbing Sword Lotus, a blood-stained boy was holding his hand from behind. Locking the silver-haired girl's neck, the other held the sword against the girl's neck.

An Luoyi actually lost.

She has never seen that kind of fighting style before. She was obviously talking about swords, but she actually lost to some kind of weird throat-locking technique. The girl who was frightened by the swordsman was so impressed by him.

He Ange thought he was done.

Although he won the competition, he lost his life. There were hundreds of guards in An's family. He dared to pinch the young lady's neck. He might not survive tonight anyway.

Unbelievably, An Luoyi actually saved him in public.

Not only that, An Luoyi also fell in love with him.

Since then, He Ange has become Missy's exclusive sparring partner. He no longer has to do those dirty and tiring chores. He can eat enough every day, and work is just getting dressed. It is enough to go to the backyard to accompany Missy to practice swords up.

Later, he even became An Luoyi's personal attendant. During the day, he not only had to practice sword with the young lady, but also supervised the young lady's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting homework at the request of the old man of the An family.

Sometimes when he practiced sword until late at night, the eldest lady even specially allowed him to sleep in her room...

To this day, when An Luoyi mentions sword training, he still thinks of He Ange the first time.

……

In a remote barren mountain, two shadows, one silver and one white, collided repeatedly.

Feng Feng Feng!

The silver sword in the fairy's hand flickered, drawing an astonishing sword arc, and the slender edge was straight at the throat of the boy in white.

He Ange stepped forward instead of retreating, and stepped out, sideways to hide the sword, and with his backhand, he swung a diagonal Rising Dragon Slash from under An Luoyi's chest.

At the critical moment, fortunately An Luoyi lowered his waist to dodge, so he was not cut out of the wound.

But when the fairy took a few steps back and breathed calmly, she could vaguely hear the sound of a silk being torn under her body. The breeze blew past, and a few strands of spring breeze washed her body along the seams of the fairy's clothes, making her feel her chest was chilly.

Looking down, she saw that the skirt under the chest had been cut into thin slits, and through the halo of the forest, the fairy's white, tender and proud southern hemisphere was already looming.

An Luoyi hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

She bit her red lips a little dissatisfied, and stared coldly at the young man in white standing opposite with his sword behind his back.

"He Ange, cut off my skirt."

The fairy's voice was a bit resentful and shameful.

He Ange is too cunning. Originally, An Luoyi had the upper hand when it came to swordsmanship. An Luoyi's sword was going straight to the point. Seeing that He Ange struggled to dodge every time, she worried that he really couldn't keep up with her rhythm, so she decided to Slightly suppressed his own cultivation, in order to allow He Ange to adapt.

Unexpectedly, that brat He Ange was pretending to be weak!

In the foundation building stage, he was no longer the speed he used to be. Taking advantage of An Luoyi's underestimation of the enemy, he actually slashed at the lapel of her clothes with a precise technique.

"Senior Sister misunderstood, slippery! Really slippery, I won't lie to you."

The boy raised his hands in an innocent gesture of surrender.

But the matter has come to this point, An Luoyi doesn't believe that he just ran the train with his mouth full of words, and she understands He Ange's virtues all too well.

Before coming to Shengxuzong, He Ange was still very obedient, sticking to An Luoyi like a little follower in Anfu every day, going wherever she went, and doing whatever she asked him to do.

An Luoyi knew that He Ange liked her.

But in the past, even if he liked An Luoyi, he didn't dare to say it. He just hid in a corner by himself, silently admiring the young lady's sword dance.

Now that the boy has grown up, his courage is getting bigger and bigger.

He dared to look directly into An Luoyi's eyes, dared to say some witty words to An Luoyi, and dared to admire the senior sister's figure openly, and even... dared to tear the senior sister's clothes!

If you don't scold him or neglect him for a few days, he will get carried away and lose his sense of proportion!

"He Ange, were you teasing me just now?"

The silver-haired fairy's eyes turned cold, as if she had been touched by the bottom line of principles, and she was a little angry.

He Ange's back shuddered, knowing that he had caused trouble again.

"Don't, don't be angry, I was wrong, I will definitely pay attention next time..."

"Ah."

Seeing the young man's guilty look, the fairy snorted coldly, her vermilion lips raised slightly, and she felt a little proud of 'I know you dare not' in her heart.

She is angry, she is pretending.

This was done only to deter He Ange.

After all, he is just an inner sect disciple with a low level of cultivation, and he is still far behind An Luoyi's realm, so they still have to establish rules.She didn't allow him to get too complacent in front of her until his strength surpassed hers.