"In conclusion, what my sister said makes sense. With the Xuanyuan Sword as our support, our swordsmanship skills are not that demanding. We just need to cultivate our mind and study stronger methods of release." "Look, look, Ah-Lin has said so! Chi-yi, you should apologize to me soon, or I will keep pestering you today and you won't be able to do anything!" "But what Chiyi said is also right. Swordsmanship is the foundation of skills. If you are only half-baked, it will eventually affect the continued improvement of your cultivation." "Who are you helping? If you can do it, do it yourself!" Ji Lin was jumping around angrily like a little kid, and he was almost sitting on the ground kicking his legs and making a fuss. Ah Lin exchanged a glance with Fu Hua, who had a helpless look in her eyes, then turned to Ji Lin, smiled and nodded. Ji Lin puffed up his cheeks and glared at the two of them angrily. The next second, Ji Lin who was standing on the ground and Ji Lin who was floating in the air like a fairy suddenly exchanged looks. Ji Lin casually took the Xuanyuan Sword into his arms, raised his head, squinted his eyes, pouted his lips and said: "Why are you standing there? Start your performance!"

Ah Lin, who had changed into a real body, looked at Fu Hua again, then bent down, picked up the wooden sword, and made a neat and crisp sword flower. Fu Hua's eyes lit up. A person's talent is revealed in the details. It seems that A Lin's level is different from Ji Lin's. Ah Lin smiled gently and started walking towards Fu Hua. "Red Iris, speaking of which, the last time I remember sparring with you was five thousand years ago in reality. I wonder if I have regressed, and I wonder...how much you have improved?" "state!!!" The dull sound of wooden swords colliding, like the sound of bells and drums, echoed for a long time in the empty forest. At the same time, a large number of fallen leaves were blown up by the sword energy, one of which fell on Ji Lin's lips. "Ok?" The projection body of consciousness is a subtle substance, somewhere between reality and illusion, just like fallen leaves will stick to your lips. "Bah bah bah!" Ji Lin casually spat out the fallen leaves. But because of this moment of distraction, he could no longer catch sight of the two sword shadows, nor could he see their sword moves. The wooden swords colliding in the air like a symphony, the miraculous footwork and body movements, and the calm smiles on the two people's faces. Ji Lin looked at it and couldn't help but take a deep breath of cool air. 'Memories are memories, and skills are skills.' 'The true level of the ancestor is indeed not something we can reproduce with some residual memories!' "Just a part of the cultivation memory has allowed us to penetrate the fourth level of Sword Heart. If the ancestor lives another 5,000 years, I'm afraid it will be possible to surpass the master, right?" 'That makes sense! After all, she was a pure human warrior who held the Xuanyuan Sword and sealed Chiyou. Her talent should be one of the best in history!' It was a hearty exchange of swordplay that lasted until the sun was high in the sky.

When the two stopped, the originally flat square was already covered with sword marks. And this is caused by not using true qi, but only relying on basic physical strength. If the true Qi, that is, the energy of collapse, was used, every tiny sword mark in the scene would have an unimaginable terrifying power. Ji Lin and A Lin switched back. Then Ji Lin swung the wooden sword in his hand and blinked blankly, as if he couldn't believe that there could be such a huge difference between the two people. Fu Hua stroked her chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the split consciousness has also separated some of your characteristics. Ah Lin inherited a relatively complete level of swordsmanship and martial arts training. As for you, Ji Lin... well, you probably inherited some... well, imagination and writing skills, right?" Fu Hua tried her best to choose her words, not using any rubbish from martial arts, not being calm, and not thinking out loud. Ji Lin puffed up his cheeks again, and then said sullenly: "Okay, okay, I really can't beat you in swordsmanship, so whatever you say is what's right! Ah Lin, from now on, I will call out the names of the moves and the stances, and you will be responsible for providing the techniques and power. Is that okay?" "Really? Can I use those super cool names too, sis?" "What else? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. Who are we to follow?" "Great! Don't worry, onee-sama. I will work hard to perfect those moves and will definitely live up to your reputation as a talented and handsome man!" Ah Lin was so excited that stars appeared in his eyes and he kept circling around Ji Lin. Beside her, Fu Hua held her forehead and shook her head helplessly - one was responsible for being handsome, and the other was responsible for fighting. Although it was a bit strange, considering Ji Lin's current state of being divided into two, maybe it was the best combination? Fu Hua showed a gentle and helpless expression, and she was so happy that she could not help but smile. "It's been more than a month. After all, I have a contract with Otto, so I can't stay in Taixu Mountain forever. But how should I tell Ji Lin and A Lin?" Fu Hua sighed inwardly. Perhaps it was the first time in five hundred years that she regretted that the agreement had not had an end date. How nice it would be if I were free now, so I could always be with Ji Lin and A Lin. Chapter 117: Sister, you won’t be angry, right? At noon when the weather was just right, a gentle breeze blew from the balcony into the living room, bringing coolness and comfort. Xilin lay on the sofa, stroking her slender legs ungracefully but comfortably, while holding her cell phone and slowly leaving messages on the forum with her clumsy typing skills. [Urgent! My little sister likes me too much. She keeps saying "I love you the most" and does all kinds of things to me! If she continues like this, my body and brain will be ruined! How can I make her stop? Waiting online! ] After posting the message, Xilin casually stroked her flat and firm belly, yawned, and then fell asleep. Just like the previous few days, I woke up from my nap today with a goodnight kiss from Tachibana Yuki. "Zizzizi!" "Snapped!" Xilin casually slapped the head in front of her eyes, sat up, and opened the game interface while wiping her wet lips.

"Get away from me, you pervert!" "Sister, you are so cute~~" Tachibana Yuki kissed the side of Xilin's cheek, then walked away smiling as she stared at him angrily. Although my recent life theme is my elder sister, I still have to work. As the controller of the Far East secular society, Tachibana Yuki has terrifying resources and energy at her disposal. She has to support Saint Freya, give blood transfusions to Cocolia, and manage some cooperation with the World Serpent. She has never shown her combat effectiveness because her battlefield is not on swords, spears, swords and sticks, not because it is unimportant. On the contrary, Tachibana Yuki's existence is indispensable to the overall situation of the Angels. Xilin watched Tachibana Xue go away, subconsciously touched her lips and cheeks, and then puffed up her cheeks. "You're such a persistent guy! You brought me here just to humiliate me every day, right? I shouldn't have believed you!" Although she complained, Xilin also understood that in terms of brains, understanding and control over human beings, this abnormal sister was much better than her. Now, Xilin seems to have no choice but to believe in Angie and wait silently for her plan to be implemented. Then, Xilin played games for another afternoon. In the evening, it is another decadent life of having everything provided for you. Xilin didn't notice anything unusual, she just felt very comfortable that Anqi took care of all the trivial things such as eating, bathing, sleeping, dressing, etc. And she only needed to be responsible for being happy! Silinsi had no idea that her ability to take care of herself, which was already weak to none, had been gradually and completely stripped away by Angel in this kind of life. After a while, even if Xilin wants to leave Angie, she will find that she can't leave her at all. "Forget about that. I feel like there's no point in wearing it." When Tachibana Yuki tried to put the white bear panties through Xilin's feet, Xilin said as if nothing had happened. Anyway, it won't be long before it's taken off or torn into pieces, so it's a hassle to wear it. Tachibana Xue stopped with a smile on her face, held up Xilin's freshly washed white and tender feet, and kissed them. "Yes, my elder sister~~" "You want my feet too? You're such a pervert!" "Because I love Onee-sama so much! I love every bit of Onee-sama the most!" "That's enough! Stop saying you like me every day! I don't want that kind of love!" Xilin scolded with a red face. Then he rushed out of the bathroom at a quickened pace. Seeing that Tachibana Yuki did not chase after her, Xilin slowly calmed down in the corridor. "Speaking of that post this afternoon, is there any good solution? Hehehe! Isn't it just using human power to achieve the goal? I can do this kind of thing, too. Don't underestimate me!" Xilin murmured, feeling a little proud of her own cleverness, and found the post she had posted at noon in a good mood.

Then, I saw a row of "Happiness for All Time" and "Wish you happiness". "I wish you a beep-beep-beep--" "Humans are unreliable!" Do you know that she has been forced to become the Ruler of Vacuum, because there is no point in wearing it! This kind of suffering is something that mere humans cannot understand! Xilin swiped the screen angrily, and finally found a relatively serious suggestion in the neat and uniform floor plan. [I suggest that the elder sister should suppress her in return, so that she can experience the elder sister's feelings and give her a taste of her own medicine! (Dog-headed smile)] Xilin stroked her chin thoughtfully. Although the dog-head smiley expression looks a bit weird, the suggestion is good. Bullying An Qi and letting her know her mistakes might work? Xilin was still thinking. Behind him, Angel, who had completely liberated her carnivorous bloodline, could no longer hold back and flew over to Xilin, facing her charming back like a lotus emerging from the water. "Wait! I'm still thinking about something! Wait a minute! Don't scratch me!" "?Sister?~~" "Yamlo!!!" The wailing soon changed, and as for the daily events that followed, it can only be understood but not described. …… "Then I'll be leaving first. Take the card I gave you. It contains some of my savings. If you want to go out, it will definitely be enough for daily expenses. Do you understand how to use it?" "I understand, I understand. Let's go. You've been nagging me for several days. Are you annoyed?" At the time of farewell at Taixu Mountain, Ji Lin put his hands on his hips and looked at Fu Hua with disdain, without any sadness of parting at all. Fu Hua tried to think positively, like they were all thousands of years old and didn't need to care about this brief separation. They no longer needed to express anything between them by spending time together day and night. But in the end, Fu Hua had to face the reality - Ji Lin was annoyed by her nagging, and now he was eager for her to leave as soon as possible! "You little heartless bastard!" Fu Hua tapped Ji Lin's head depressedly. Then, she smiled softly, and finally gazed into Ji Lin and A Lin's eyes before turning around and leaving. At this moment, Ji Lin suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. "Ji Lin, you... huh!?" Fu Hua's lips were blocked.

What followed was indescribable communication and plunder. In short, when Fu Hua came to her senses in a daze, the close friend who had taken advantage of her had already run back into the house and slammed the wooden door shut. Fu Hua touched her lips for a long time, then said woodenly: "This is not proper and not in accordance with the rules, Ji Lin..." Fu Hua walked away with stiff steps, but she could no longer conceal the blush on her face and the turbulent emotions in her heart. After Fu Hua's figure disappeared from the path down the mountain, the tightly closed wooden door quietly opened a crack.