His face was blurred and his whole body was soft.

With light panting breaths, Chen Xingyue had already forgotten everything in front of her eyes.

The speed of the heartbeat seems to have reached the limit.

Trembling all over, Lu Xuan almost blended into it.

Fortunately, Qingming was restored at the last moment.

"Ahem..." No room for delay, Lu Xuan hastily coughed dryly, then backed away in a panic.

There was no sign that Lu Xuan retreated like this, and Chen Xingyue couldn't help but staggered directly.

He almost fell to the ground.

However, Chen Xingyue also reacted to this stagger.

The confusion faded away, and he didn't dare to look up at Lu Xuan, but his heart was full of confusion and shyness.

I really don't understand what Lu Xuan is going to do.

"Little Xingyue, I have something to tell you."

"Don't be angry." Looking at Chen Xingyue's appearance, Lu Xuan said awkwardly.

Lu Xuan also knew that after telling the truth, Chen Xingyue would probably be angry, but if he didn't explain, he would have no chance at all.

If things really develop to that point, it will be over.

"Huh?" Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Chen Xingyue was momentarily stunned, and then quickly raised her head.

Vaguely thought of something strange.

And this incident is exactly the scene where Lu Xuan of Xue Lingzong wants to belittle himself.

"Could it be..."

"Could it be that I misunderstood again?" Suddenly, Chen Xingyue seemed to understand something, and her face turned pale in an instant.

If that was the case, then I would have no face to live on.

"Little Xingyue, actually..."

"Actually, you misunderstood..."

"I let you take off your clothes to plant a sword heart for you..."

"No..." Sure enough, the next second, Lu Xuan's voice sounded slowly, full of embarrassment, and at the same time, it was just as Chen Xingyue thought.

"Knock!" Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Chen Xingyue's heart trembled suddenly.

Immediately, visible to the naked eye, two crystal clear tears flowed out slowly.

"Wuuuuuuu..." Without further words, Chen Xingyue really had no face to face Lu Xuan, so she threw herself on the bed beside her.

He covered his face and sobbed.

"Ah..."

"Hey..."

"It's really been sentimental since ancient times..." Seeing this situation, Lu Xuan felt dizzy for a while, but there was nothing he could do.

"Cough cough..."

"Little Xingyue, this incident is actually not your fault, it's the teacher's fault."

"Your mind is understood by the teacher..."

"But..."

But I couldn't make it up anymore. Seeing Chen Xingyue sobbing, Lu Xuan really wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Woooooooo..." Chen Xingyue cried even louder after hearing Lu Xuan's words.

"Hey!"

"Forget it! Let's be tough!" After a while, Lu Xuan didn't want to let this kind of situation continue.

After the words fell, before Chen Xingyue could react, Lu Xuan threw out a burst of spiritual power.

"Woo..." Spiritual power fell into Chen Xingyue's body, and in an instant, after his last weak sob, he slowly fell into a coma.

"It's still a good trick!" Seeing that Chen Xingyue finally calmed down, a smile appeared on Lu Xuan's expression.

Immediately, his face changed even more, full of seriousness.

Next, he wanted to plant a sword heart for Chen Xingyue before he woke up.

After a while, white light suddenly appeared in the whole room.

Afterwards, it returned to its original state. This movement was rarely discovered, and even if it was discovered, no one cared about it.

However, what they didn't know was that just after tonight, a new generation of leading sword cultivators in the Shenhuang Continent had already begun to sprout.

"call..."

"I'm exhausted..." Standing by the bed, he never expected that Zhong Ai Jianxin would consume all his spiritual power, and by this time Lu Xuan was already exhausted.

Without the strength to stand up anymore, Lu Xuan lay down next to Chen Xingyue, and fell asleep soundly.

Early the next morning, Chen Xingyue's beautiful eyes trembled slightly at dawn.

Then slowly wake up.

But upon waking up, Chen Xingyue couldn't help being taken aback.

I just felt a big warm hand resting on the side of my face.

Looking intently, Chen Xingyue blushed again in an instant.

I saw that Lu Xuan was sleeping next to him, and even wrapped himself in his arms.

As for himself, his clothes are disheveled and full of spring.

"Hmm..." Chen Xingyue woke up, feeling the movement of the warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, Lu Xuan couldn't help yelling in sleep.

"Huh?" No way, before Chen Xingyue could hear the dream, Lu Xuan's eyes suddenly opened.

"Damn!" Immediately ignoring Gu Chen Xingyue's appearance, she jumped up suddenly.

"Master...Master..." Shocked by Lu Xuan's reaction, Chen Xingyue blushed again when she thought of everything last night.

"Still shy Hammer!"

"Get up! Get up!"

"We're going to be late for the trial!!!" Chen Xingyue said so, but Lu Xuan jumped his feet anxiously.

She was still shy, but when she heard Lu Xuan speak like this, Chen Xingyue couldn't help being taken aback.

Then his face was no longer ashamed.

"Master! Hurry up! We still have time!" Without any hesitation, she hurriedly grabbed her own clothes, and in front of Lu Xuan, Chen Xingyue hurriedly put them on.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!"

"Little Xingyue, hurry up!" After a while, walking in the sparsely populated street, Lu Xuan looked anxious.

The more nobody was on the street, the more flustered Lu Xuan was.

After all, some people are okay, which means that the trial has not started yet, but if there is no one, it means that it has already started, and everyone has gone to the theater.

"Master! Look!" But just as Lu Xuan was extremely anxious, Chen Xingyue's voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Xuan couldn't help being stunned by such a surprised sound, and then hurriedly looked up.

But seeing this, Lu Xuan was so moved that he was about to cry within minutes.

I saw that not far away was the place of trial, the trial hall of Wushan Sword Sect.

But at this time, it was crowded with people.

"Finally arrived! Hurry up, little Xingyue!" Without further words, Lu Xuandang grabbed Chen Xingyue's little hand and started to gallop.

The temperament of the ancestors of thousands of years, and the gentleness of female cultivators, all disappeared at this moment.

"It's up to me now! The law enforcement elder of Wushan Sword Tomb!"

"Official announcement! The first trial of Jianxin has officially started!!!"

On the trial field of Wushan Sword Sect, as an old man's high-pitched voice fell, the whole field resounded like a roar.

In an instant, dozens of monks were gearing up and walked towards the venue one after another.

As for the outside of the venue, it is separated by guard monks, in order to prevent people who cheat or cause trouble.

"Entry is complete! Close the magic circle!!!" After several people entered the arena, the elder said again in a high voice.

As soon as the words fell, the guardian monk wanted to activate the protective formation to prevent anyone from breaking in.

At the same time, monks who have not yet entered the trial field will have no chance to try again.

"Slow!!!" But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

Everyone couldn't help being stunned, and turned their heads to look, but they were all dumbfounded after seeing it.

"Little Xingyue! Go!!!" Hearing a shout, one person suddenly threw the other into the air.

that look...

It's like throwing debris.

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