Chapter 152: Junior Brother 2, the cannon fodder who transformed into the protagonist,

barely practiced sword practice for an hour. Rong Jin felt sore all over and glanced at Ning Shefeng countless times.

Ning Shefeng took a sip of tea and met his eyes inadvertently.

Rong Jin was so frightened that he quickly looked away, pretending to concentrate on practicing his sword.

"Okay, let's rest for a while before continuing."

As soon as Ning Shefeng said this, Rong Jin breathed a sigh of relief and squatted on the ground not wanting to move.

Ning Shefeng glanced at Rong Jin who was sitting on the ground, frowned slightly, then turned around and said, "Master, I'm going back first."

Rong Jin smiled and waved, "Goodbye, Master~"

He could finally be lazy.

Rong Jin sat on the ground for a long time, then 0517 said: [Go and sit on a chair, there is no one around. 】

"Okay." Rong Jin stood up, patted the dust on his body, and sat on the chair where Ning Xiefeng was sitting before.

Yinqing Peak is like spring all year round, with a suitable temperature, neither cold nor hot.

Rong Jin leaned comfortably on the tree trunk, raising his head and admiring the scenery that he could only see on TV dramas before.

"Qiqi, what kind of tree is this?" Rong Jin pointed to the big tree leaning behind him.

The trees are full of light blue flowers, which Rong Jin likes very much.

0517 said: [Fuying tree, the flowers of Fuying tree have a soothing effect on the body and mind. ]

After he finished speaking, he broke off a flower for Rong Jin and placed it at Rong Jin's feet.

Rong Jin picked it up, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Thank you Qiqi."

[The protagonist is attacking. 】

Rong Jin's smile paused, and he picked up a branch of the floating tree that 0517 broke for him and pretended to practice swordplay.

"Pfft." Xiao Huairang laughed.

He walked up to Rong Jin and said with great interest: "Junior brother, what are you doing with a flower? Where is your sword?"

Rong Jin deliberately poked his shoulder with a branch and said angrily: "This is my sword. "

Xiao Huairang smiled even more happily: "Junior brother, what are you doing? Do you think you are the master? What can you do with the branches?"

Rong Jin didn't understand what he meant and looked down at the branches. Several floating flowers said: "But the master used branches with me for the competition just now."

Xiao Huai let the smile disappear on his face, "That's because the master is afraid of hurting you with his sword."

Rong Jin looked at Xiao Huai Rang changed his face and said without knowing why: "You are so fierce."

Xiao Huai laughed angrily: "Am I fierce? If I were fierce, I would have gone to the master to tell him that you are lazy and don't practice swordsmanship!"

Rong Jin grabbed him. Looking left and right in his sleeves, he said, "Please lower your voice. Also, I'm not lazy. I'm learning from Master, using tree branches instead of swords."

Xiao Huairang looked at his fair and tender face, and suddenly felt a little itchy and wanted to Reach out and squeeze.

He thought so and did so.

Well, it feels really good.

Xiao Huairang held Rong Jin's face and did not let go, and said casually: "Master is already in the integration stage, so he can use all things as swords, but you are in the foundation stage and can barely hold the sword, so don't... ..."

He didn't say the last few words, which was full of sarcasm.

Rong Jin knew that he was stupid, but he was not angry. He squatted on the ground and said, "Oh, then, senior brother, you can practice your sword while I rest."

Xiao Huairang picked him up, "It's not too dirty."

Rong Jin looked down . He looked at the spotless ground and said with a twitch, "Your hands are cleaner than senior brother."

"?" Xiao Huai let a sneer appear on his lips, "Get up and practice your sword. I have to watch you practice for four hours today. Otherwise, tell Master that you are lazy."

Rong Jin regretted it, and tugged on Xiao Huairang's clothes and said pitifully: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry~"

Xiao Huairang's ears turned red when he heard the other person's sweet voice. .

"Okay, whatever you want, I'm leaving."

He ran away until Rong Jin could no longer see his figure, his heartbeat still beating rapidly.

——"So cute."

"You need to tell me." Xiao Huairang's expression turned cold.

——"Do you like it?"

Xiao Huairang remained silent.

The inner demon said in a sticky voice:

- "Hehe, I like it, so cute, I miss him so much."

Xiao Huairang blushed and angrily scolded the inner demon: "What the hell are you talking about!"

- " "Hey, you're already in your forties, and you're old enough to know about sex, but you're still so innocent."

Xiao Huai said firmly, "I want you to take care of me!

" he.

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Rong Jin sat back on the chair to rest. It wasn't until it got late that he got up and returned to his residence.

He is already in the foundation-building stage, so he can just meditate at night and does not need to sleep.

But Rong Jin likes to sleep, and not letting him sleep would kill him, plus he was tired today.

Rong Jin fell asleep and slept until three o'clock in the morning.

"Junior brother, are you awake?" Xiao Huairang stood in front of his window and shouted.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the annoying Xiao Huairang.

Rong Jin said resentfully, "No, you woke me up."

Xiao Huairang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry. Master asked me to ask you to go to his place to check the results of yesterday's sword practice."

" What!" Rong Jin sat up suddenly, like a bolt from the blue.

How is this different from not doing your homework last night and having the teacher check it the next day? It will still be a roll call check.

Xiao Huairang gloated and said, "Junior brother, come over quickly. Master will be angry if you are late."

Rong Jin did not dare to delay any longer, put on his clothes and hurried to Ning Shefeng's yard.

Ning Xifeng sat alone in the yard playing chess, and Rong Jin didn't even have time to breathe.

He saluted and said, "Master, please forgive me, I'm late."

"Nothing, come and practice your sword." Ning Xifeng placed a white chess piece on the chessboard and said expressionlessly.

Rong Jin said blankly: "Practice, sword practice?"

Ning Shefeng glanced at him gently: "Otherwise?"

Rong Jin realized that Xiao Huairang was lying to him, and picked up the sword angrily.

Wait, where's his sword?

Rong Jin pursed his lips nervously behind his hands.

Only then did Ning Xiefeng notice that he came without a sword. He sighed helplessly and waved his hand: "Go find it and give you a cup of tea."

Rong Jin ran out of Ning Xiefeng's yard and returned to his own house first. At his residence, while looking for the sword, he asked 0517: "Qiqi, how long does a cup of tea last?"

[About ten minutes. ]

Rong Jin immediately speeded up, but did not find his sword in the bedroom.

He thought about it carefully and vaguely remembered that he forgot to bring his sword back yesterday.

Rong Jin could only go back to the place where he practiced swords yesterday, and looked around but saw no sign of the sword.

"It's over Qiqi, my sword won't be stolen."

[Look up. ]

Rong Jin looked up and saw Xiao Huairang standing on the tree. He was holding a sword that Rong Jin was particularly familiar with.

Rong Jin stood under the tree and shouted: "Senior brother, give me your sword back!"

Xiao Huairang threw a red fruit on his head, and said with a wicked smile: "What can I give you in exchange for it?"

Rong Jin wanted to scold him. However, since he didn't have much time, he couldn't waste it, so he asked, "What does senior brother want?"

Xiao Huairang thought for a while, then jumped down from the tree and said, "I want..."

Rong Jin quickly followed him with quick eyes and hands. He grabbed the sword back in his hand, ran away and said loudly and proudly: "Goodbye, senior brother."

Xiao Huairang smiled. He covered his beating heart and looked at the young man who couldn't see his back clearly: "My heart is confused."

Or Said that his heart was stolen by some guy.

——"My heart has been stolen too~"

the inner demon said angrily.

Xiao Huairang said coldly: "Get out."