Yan Yun has long considered developing in the sect, but unfortunately there is no chance. Now, the opportunity is right in front of him!
Her eyes lit up when she thought about making money.
No one can refuse to make money!
Then doesn’t she have to write a sign first?
Thinking of this, she even forgot about collecting debts and hurried to Linshui Residence.
The wind passed by her, blowing away the depression caused by having her points cut in half, and her steps became much lighter.
A thin layer of clouds obscured the moon at some point, and the road in front of her became dim. She looked from a distance and saw a person standing in front of her.
When passing that person, I just heard him say, "Yan Yun."
She stopped and looked back.
The man's long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and there was complete indifference deep in his eyes.
It's Chen Changyu.
"Are you alright?"
They couldn't come to her to avenge that day... She looked up and saw that the moon was completely covered.
It was true that the night was dark and windy, and it was a good time to kill. She silently touched the non-existent cold sweat on her forehead and took a cautious step back.
"I'll leave if it's okay."
He didn't speak or make any other moves, so she said tentatively.
"Something's wrong, please stop."
Chen Changyu grabbed the back collar of Yan Yun who had just taken a step forward, then frowned and let go of his hand in disgust, "What does it smell like on you?"
…
"What's your business."
Yan Yun took a staggering step before standing still, and turned around to look at him.
The little girl's face was blurred in the dim night, but her eyes were shining like stars.
"Why do you look down on me? I want a good family background, a good talent, and an acceptable appearance."
"If you get engaged to me, do you know how many benefits you can get? Look at you now..."
Chen Changyu really couldn't figure it out. He was not narcissistic, although he did have the capital to be narcissistic.
But he didn't understand why she could give up so much in this world of immortality where you could fight to the death for resources.
"I think I'm fine now."
Yan Yun didn't expect that he was actually talking about this. She spoke calmly and interrupted him without hesitation.
"But you're right, it's me who doesn't know what's good or bad. Goodbye."
She didn't want to waste time explaining anything. In her current situation, it was already very difficult.
If you get engaged to him, whether you can survive until the next day is a question.
He is mentally ill, but she is not.
Yanyun's attitude made him feel uncomfortable. She said that she was ignorant, but her eyes were very cold.
But being arrogant by nature, he would never pursue her for a certain result.
He just couldn't figure it out.
Back in Linshui's home, Yan Yun picked up his pen and started writing the sign.
After she finished writing, she admired it silently for three seconds, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it away without hesitation.
Apart from not being pretty, it’s pretty good looking…
After a night of practice, it was already dawn when I opened my eyes.
There were chirping birds outside the window, and the morning was still a little cool. It was still not bright yet, and Yan Yun had already gone to the bamboo forest behind with his sword in hand.
Walking in the breeze, you can hear the rustling of bamboo leaves in your ears, which makes people feel very calm.
She stepped on the bamboo leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Yesterday's battle with Ling Cao Rabbit made her deeply realize that she was too weak, but fortunately the hand that was injured was not the hand holding the sword, and she could still practice.
Spring eagerly jumped out of the bag and rolled around among the withered yellow bamboo leaves on the ground. It was so joyful.
After completing the basic skills as usual, she began to swing the sword.
After wielding the sword, she sat on the ground to rest for a while. The wound from yesterday healed quickly, and Ning Wanwan's medicine was quite effective.
After a while, she stood up, closed her eyes, and listened to the wind.
Without the help of eyes, hearing becomes extremely sharp.
The wind blows and the bamboo leaves fall.
The moment the bamboo leaves fell, she opened her eyes, her eyes became sharp in an instant, and she swept the falling bamboo leaves in front of her with her sword.
The sword whizzed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
But not surprisingly, she came up short.
It doesn’t matter, do it again a million times.
She needs to practice speed and precision. Only in this way can she become stronger step by step and be able to be herself better and get rid of all this.
At first she couldn't even touch the edges of the bamboo leaves, but gradually, she could barely touch the edges of the leaves.
Although the progress was not big, she was already very happy.
It wasn't until the sun rose and she was so hot that she started to sweat and realized that it was already noon.
The hand holding the sword was also very sore. She took back the Dawn Sword and relaxed her muscles.
"In spring, we go back."
Yan Yun picked up Spring, who was sleeping again, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so good not to have any worries."
It heard her speak and kept looking at her with wet eyes. Although it had been abandoned before, the puppy didn't remember anything, so of course it had no worries.
In the afternoon, she continued to practice the Spring Rain Technique she learned last time. In the evening, she went to the garbage dump to practice controlling her spiritual power, and then came back to practice at almost midnight.
With this momentum, no one can say a word about the roll within the roll.
But she couldn't help it. Every step she took was on the edge of a knife. If she didn't get stronger or work hard, she was afraid that one day she would be killed by these people.
People who have died once always cherish their lives.
If possible, she would also like to lie in bed comfortably and show off.
There is still one week left before the trading meeting that Senior Sister Zhou Dongling mentioned. After the trading meeting is over, there will be a three-day registration period for the martial arts club.
I received a letter from Lu Li yesterday, with a ledger attached, saying that since she left, several people have been looking for him one after another, but he doesn't know how to count and has to count for more than half an hour each time.
Not to mention the seller was anxious, he was also very anxious!
The words were full of accusations against her, urging her to go down the mountain to help her settle the case.
Seeing him say this, Yan Yun, who was sitting in front of the window, couldn't help but laugh. He mentioned that there were too few people in Liyuan Town. After collecting this wave, there would probably be no people, and asked her if she wanted to go to the city then.
In the city?
The original owner hasn't been to the city yet. He said so, and Yan Yun also became interested, but she has been busy with too many things recently, and she is not free yet.
She took out the communication talisman and wrote him a reply. The letter comforted him and gave him some words of encouragement before sending it out.
Ning Wanwan opened the door, and what came into view was the girl's gentle profile, with the sun slightly falling on her eyelashes.
They all said that she looked like the senior sister Song Qingyue, but Ning Wanwan didn't think that the senior sister was delicate, smart, and beautiful. At first glance, she looked like a pampered eldest lady.
Look at Yan Yun again.
She lowered her head as she answered the letter, feeling a very special feeling about her, just like the grass buds sprouting in spring, carrying a strong vitality.
After that day, Ning Wanwan once again picked up the sword she had thrown in the corner. I don't know if it was influenced by Yan Yun, the scroll king. Every day, Ning Wanwan got up before Yan Yun got up.
"Yan Yun, do you think I can participate in the martial arts meeting?"
Ning Wanwan, who for a while had not changed her habit of lowering her eyes until they looked at each other, asked in a low voice.
She now only has the fourth level of Qi training. In the past few years, she didn't have the courage to participate. This year she wanted to give it a try, but she was still a little scared.
"Okay, look, I've been ranked last for so many years and I'm still going. What are you afraid of?"
Yan Yun didn't think twice and didn't feel any shame at all. It was a kind of courage to go.
She had just copied a bill and checked it carefully to make sure it was correct.
"I didn't mean to mention your sadness, I'm sorry."
Ning Wanwan reflexively wanted to apologize, and waved her hands anxiously to show that she didn't mean it.
The person opposite touched his head and said, "You don't have to apologize. Do you think I feel sad?"
The original owner, like her, is a person who is very resistant to blows.
When she said this, Ning Wanwan raised her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at her innocent look.
"Then shall I go?"
"Go and try it, and you can get a bottle of rejuvenation pill when you go, so why not."
Yan Yun stood up and patted her shoulder to encourage her, then opened the door and walked out.
Ning Wanwan felt her touch. She liked this kind of closeness, which she had never felt before.
Although Yan Yun was just being polite, it was a great encouragement to her.
She turned around and her eyes fell on Yan Yun's back.
Yan Yun walked out of Linshui Residence and headed towards the library. She wanted to see if there was any suitable swordsmanship she could learn and how many points she would need to redeem it.
Spells will work too.
Although she is not a mage, she still has to learn how to save her life at critical moments...
