In the living room of the wing.

"Fang Shaoxia, Mr. Fang, brother Xiwen~" Jiang Xingchu bent his elbows to massage him, and said in a charming voice: "Forgive me, I didn't mean it."

"Yes, the bellyband flew towards me on its own."

"People are jealous because you are so popular," Jiang Xingchu switched to his fingers, kneading and squeezing his shoulders again, with a soft voice, "That's how a girl's feelings are, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of the occasion."
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"Use a little harder."

"Okay~"

After years of manipulating and practicing star lines, and being proficient in multiple musical instruments, Jiang Xingchu’s fingers are much more flexible than the average person.

Originally, Fang Xiwen planned to ignore her today, but her pressure was so comfortable.

The slender white fingers pressed on his shoulders, rhythmic like playing a musical instrument, with a faint fragrance, and even the muscles made a cheering sound.

"Brother Xiwen, have you forgiven me?"

"No. A little further down."

"Okay~"

After trying his best to help him relax his shoulders, arms, and fingers, Jiang Xingchu turned to the front, put his hands behind his back and confirmed with a smile, "Are you comfortable?"

"You don't have to press it if you don't want to, I reserve the right to be angry."

How could Fang Xiwen not understand what she meant and just waved her away.

I have such a good reputation in the world, how can I repay what you owe me!

Seeing that he was so single, Jiang Xingchu found it difficult to get angry. He pinched his nose and massaged him for a while, grinding his teeth secretly.

I have never served my mother like this before. How dare this silly goose be so arrogant...

One day I will pay you back a hundred times, a thousand times!

After quietly turning her head to observe, Fang Xiwen saw that her anger meter was about to break through the top level. Fang Xiwen waved her hand just right, "Forget it, that's it, you can go and rest.

Alas——"

With this long sigh, Jiang Xingchu's blood pressure almost exploded, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Xi, Wen, brother, brother, are you dissatisfied with anything?"

"Look, I'm in a hurry.

In fact, you should ask me what I am satisfied with. Of all the people who have given massages to me, your skills are the worst.

Forget it, let the devil's saint serve people, it's still too reluctant..."

Fang Xiwen's yin and yang magic method has already reached its peak. He is familiar with the six skills of a gentleman, namely, "anxiety, filial piety, joy, dignity, clam, and victory", and focuses on a repeated diaphragm response.

"What do you want!" The girl grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard.

"With the kind of service we just had, how many times a day shouldn't be too much, right?" He finally came up with the idea.

"Humph, didn't you just forget it?" Jiang Xingchu let go of his hand, crossed his chest and sneered.

"It's not what I want, but what you can give me," Fang Xiwen shook his head and sighed, "I am not short of money, and I am not interested in any star palace. To me, you are only worth this."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu clenched his fists loudly and left angrily.

Seeing her walking out of the door, Fang Xiwen's body instantly went limp, "Wow, it feels so comfortable... I'll find a chance to ask her for the exercises, and let the Shadow Warrior learn them and serve me."

His dog-like nature regained the high ground, and he laughed a few times.

The most important preparations for the tournament have been completed. As for the next inventory of equipment...just leave it for some time.

He casually called out the operation panel, clicked on [Character List], looked at the three available characters, and selected [Starfall Goddess].

[Cultivation: four orifices (eyes and ears have two orifices each)]

[External skills: Luoxingxuansi (16.3%), Yungong Tianyin (5.7%),???]

[Method to lift vertically: Sparse Shadow Heavenly Weaving (5.6%)]

【Internal Strength and Mental Method:???】

【Measurements:???】

The light skill called "Shuying Tianwei" works well with Xingxian, and he is good at hiding, which can be regarded as making up for his current shortcomings. He is a good hand in assassination and escape.

"Luo Xing Xuan Si" has low proficiency and can only be used as a temporary control skill. It cannot be used as a main attack method like Jiang Xingchu.

"Yungong Tianyin" is a music-based martial arts. He knows a little about music. Ask Jiang Xingchu to get a general idea, which can be used as an auxiliary method.

This contract is still very useful. Just this alone is not enough to help Jiang Xingchu in vain...

Ding dong!

Suddenly, an illusory voice sounded in the air. He clicked on the prompt page and a line of text jumped out:

[The resonance in the spiritual realm is strong and the summoning conditions have been met]

‘Sure enough, deepening the connection with the surroundings can strengthen the resonance with the spiritual realm...Why is it a bit like a means of promotion to location?’

Fang Xiwen suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked back to her room, tidied it up, and straightened her appearance in front of the bronze mirror.

After making some mental preparations, he chose [Summoning the Biluo Sword Immortal in the Spiritual Realm].

As his fingertips fell, a woman in green clothes suddenly appeared, her aura was cold, as if the color of the world had been replaced by a touch of indifferent gray.

"Don't you practice?"

The sword fairy looked at him in formal attire, and his voice dropped like ice slag.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen shook his head and stretched out his hand in her direction, "I went down and tried it myself. Following the luck route you gave me, I can indeed cultivate the Biluo Sword Intent.

It has grown a lot, you see."

As he said that, he showed off the results of his cultivation, and a little dark green appeared in his palm.

Biluo Sword Intention·Tide, looks soft and gentle on the outside, but is tough on the inside, just like someone.

"Then what do you call me for?"

"I want to talk to you." After saying that, Fang Xiwen walked to the table and sat down. He took out a few stacks of snacks from the cabinet below, took out a pot of scented tea that had been prepared for a long time, poured a cup and pushed it over.

Silly girl has a strong taste and likes to drink sweet and fragrant scented tea. But it is so bitter that she can't drink it at all, and her little brows wrinkle.

"Boring."

The sword immortal glanced at him sideways, but did not hide his figure. He sat down opposite and said, "Don't ask random questions."

"Can't you ask questions about 'me'?"

"The more you know, the faster I disappear. It doesn't matter though."

The scented tea in front of her raised a hazy white mist, covering the expressionless face of the Sword Immortal, making it blurry and unreal.

"Then let's talk about you, okay?" Fang Xiwen glanced at the pile of dried fish and asked cautiously.

"Yeah."

"Then, how did you become like this? You don't need to tell me the specific experience, it's just a change in mentality."

This is what he is most concerned about right now.

Jian Xian didn't even look at those stacks of snacks... If it were his silly girl, she would be eaten as soon as they were put on the table.

"What should I be like?"

As if he found this question very interesting, the sword fairy's stagnant eyes flashed with a smile, and he looked at him quietly.

"She must be silly, kind, and good at eating. One person can eat as much as three people..." Fang Xiwen looked a little shy, her eyes became gentle, "She must be my proud lover."

"Lovers?"

"Is this the wife, the stage before being a Taoist couple?" Fang Xiwen looked over with squinting eyes, her old face slightly red.

He felt something was wrong last time, and the Sword Immortal's attitude was very strange.

She will help her practice Biluo Sword Intention, and she doesn't care about anything else... Just like she has a "confederate" relationship with Jiang Xingchu now.

...Silly girl, did you break up with me?

After hearing his words, Jianxian was startled at first, and then almost couldn't keep his expression, his eyes widened, "You and I are lovers?"

"Huh?"

When Fang Xiwen made a nasal noise, the Sword Immortal's figure suddenly faded, his breath seemed to float away, and his whole person became ethereal.

This reaction... In the experience of Sword Immortal, not only did I not study Jingshi Shu, but I was not in a relationship with her as a lover?

What's going on?

He was a little uneasy, so he lowered his head and took a sip of scented tea.

Soon, the figure of the Sword Immortal gradually became solid, and he came back, staring directly at him.

Obviously the other party didn't do anything, but Fang Xiwen always felt as if there were ten thousand swords hanging over his head, with murderous intent, as if he was trying to pull off his scalp.

"...What's wrong?"
To be continued...