Han Cheng, holding a big sword in one hand, blocked all his spiritual energy and unleashed a blow that burned mountains and boiled seas!
Boom——!!!
The two collided, and endless water vapor spread, flooding everything.
"This guy is very hardworking."
A dull voice sounded.
The fog dissipated, revealing the standing Ling Xuan and the unconscious Han Cheng.
"Ruoshui, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
After releasing the Ruoshui sword, Ling Xuan looked at Ruoshui coming out of the sword and said with concern.
Ruoshui shook his little head.
"I'm fine, but it will take a week before I use the Sword God next time."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Ling Xuan touched Ruoshui's head and let him sit on his shoulders.
Looking at Han Cheng lying unconscious on the ground, Ling Xuan raised his hand.
‘Bah!’
With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, the forbidden land of fantasy faded away like a mist, and the two of them returned home again.
"Brother, you are back." Xiao Qiong shouted.
"Yeah."
Nodding, Ling Xuan looked at Han Cheng lying on the ground. Two red mechanical arms appeared behind him and picked up the sleeping Han Cheng.
Because of the fantasy forbidden land, although his injuries recovered, Han Cheng was still in a coma due to the fatigue of being drained of his spiritual energy in an instant.
I won’t be able to wake up for a few hours.
"Aisha, prepare an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks tonight."
"Okay."
Elsa nodded slightly.
After placing Han Cheng in the guest room, Ling Xuan continued to watch TV with Xiao Qiong.
......
As time goes by
Evening
"Hiss!"
Han Cheng regained consciousness, and the severe headache made him take a breath.
"Where am I now?"
He stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling.
"By the way, I'm fighting against Ling Xuan... Look at it like this, I'm the loser."
Han Cheng sighed.
Although I had expected it, when I actually lost, I still felt unwilling.
Holding his head, Han Cheng sat up, leaned on the bed and looked out the window: "Is it already dark?"
It's summer now, and it's getting dark at least around seven o'clock.
"Click"
The door opens
"Brother Xiao Han, you're awake."
Looking closely, Han Cheng saw Xiao Qiong with a pair of silver ponytails at the door looking at him in surprise.
I still hold Ruoshui in my arms.
"It's Xiaoqiong." Han Cheng smiled.
"Brother, Brother Xiao Han is awake." Xiao Qiong turned around and shouted to Ling Xuan.
Soon, Ling Xuan and Aisha came over.
Ling Xuan glanced at Han Cheng who was sitting up: "Are you awake? Get up and eat quickly. All the injuries on your body have been healed for you."
"Okay?"
Han Cheng was stunned. Only then did he realize that except for a slight headache, he didn't even have any bruises on his body.
After getting up
Five people are sitting around the dining table.
"Today's dinner is tomatoes and eggs, beef stew with potatoes, chicken and bell pepper curry, fried steak and fruit salad."
Aisha brought the dishes one by one.
"Do you eat so sumptuously every night?" Han Cheng asked, looking blankly at the dishes on the table.
"What if?"
Ling Xuan stuffed the cut dragon fruit into his mouth with a toothpick.
"Damn it!"
Han Cheng was sour.
Watching Ling Xuan enjoy it is even more uncomfortable than eating dirt.
"Mr. Han Cheng, you can eat more if you like." Aisha said with a smile.
These are what she and Mei learned recently.
Learning different dishes every day also causes Ling Xuan to have different meals almost every day.
"Wow, it's delicious."
After one sip, Han Cheng almost cried.
Han Cheng really wanted to cry when he thought about his parents not being at home either cooking or ordering takeout, and having a drag sister.
"Your sister still has room to grow, so give it a try." Looking at Han Cheng's appearance, Ling Xuan, a brother, patted his shoulder and consoled him.
Han Cheng thought of his sister's lazy look and his face darkened: "Thank you, I think she is hopeless."
It's better to get married as soon as possible and bring harm to other people.
"Mr. Han Cheng, don't worry, there are still many." Aisha said, looking at Han Cheng who was eating non-stop.
Han Cheng: "Ling Xuan, how about I come to your house every day to have dinner?"
"Tell Aisha this, I can't make the decision."
"Aisha(?˙ー˙?)"
"Well, if Mr. Han Cheng likes it, you can come here often." Aisha glanced at Ling Xuan and said to Han Cheng.
"Look."
"If you don't mind the trouble, it's up to you." Ling Xuan said nonchalantly.
"Yeah!"
......
Dinner is finished
Han Cheng leaned on the chair and stroked his belly.
"I haven't eaten so full for a long time, hiccup~"
"It's just bad."
Rolling his eyes at him, Ling Xuan walked into the storage room and brought out a black box.
Put the box in front of Han Cheng: "This is for you."
"What is this?"
Han Cheng glanced at Ling Xuan curiously and put his eyes on the box.
"You'll know after you open it and take a look."
Click!
As the box opens, a pair of guns comes into view.
"This is?"
Han Cheng was stunned.
Pressing the palm of your hand on the barrel of the gun, a cold touch came.
Taking out one of them and looking at the black and white pistol in his hand, Han Cheng showed a puzzled expression.
"Stick up your spiritual energy and take a look."
After hearing Ling Xuan's words, Han Cheng mobilized his spiritual energy.
Next second
This silent gun actually glowed with red light.
"Psychic weapons?!"
Han Cheng showed a surprised expression.
This stuff is not cheap.
"That's right. I named this gun the Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment. It is a fire-attributed weapon."
"Why haven't I seen this style on the market?" Han Cheng asked, looking at the Heavenly Fire Saint.
"Of course I haven't seen it before. I made it myself."
"Scared? Did you do it yourself?"
Han Cheng had an expression of 'You're kidding me'.
"Don't believe it, I customized this sword specially for you. Just put the handle of the gun together and take a look."
Sword?
I felt confused.
Han Cheng did as he was told and closed the two parts of the gun handle.
Next second
In his shocked eyes, the two guns merged into one and turned into a big sword!
"Damn it! It turned into a sword?!"
Han Cheng was stunned when he saw the weapon in his hand.
He is like a child who has never seen the world.
This kind of technology is not unavailable, but it is controlled by the state and is not suitable for civilian use.
"Where did you get this weapon?"
"Picked it up."
Ling Xuan felt that even if he said he did it, the other party might not believe it, so he would just show it off.
Han Cheng: "..."
"Why did you suddenly give me this?"
Looking at the Skyfire Sword in his hand, Han Cheng asked.
"When I saw you exhaust all your spiritual energy to launch an attack, I knew that you were destined to this weapon." Ling Xuan affirmed.
Han Cheng: "???"
"Could it be said that wielding this weapon once will deplete the whole body's spiritual energy?"
"That won't happen."
"It'll be fine if you don't."
"I only burp farts."
"???"
"In order to protect the one you love, risk your life and launch an awesome attack!"
"...Get out of here!"
Han Cheng threw the Skyfire Sword directly to Ling Xuan: "You give me such a dangerous thing?"
"You don't want it?"
"I haven't had a girlfriend yet, I haven't held a girl's hand, I haven't experienced the pain of an adult man, how could I die young!"
Ling Xuan: "0.0"
After thinking for a while, Ling Xuan said: "You want to say that, I will lend you some money to wash your feet?"
"Get out (ノ｀Д)ノ!"
"Don't rush into the race, I'm just teasing you." Ling Xuan said with a smile.
Han Cheng exhaled: "I knew you still had a conscience."
"I didn't lie to you about np's attack."
"Gah?"
So it really makes you burp, right?
"Of course, that's for other people."
"The Heavenly Fire Saint possesses extremely terrifying flames and explosive power. I have observed that your flames are enough to control this sword, but if it were anyone else, it might spontaneously combust."
"In other words, this sword won't do anything to me?"