Liunian Ling's mind was in a whirl for a long time. Suddenly, she felt a refreshing sensation rush from her palms to the top of her head. After a shudder, Liunian Ling regained her senses.
At that moment, she realized that the mysterious Guhan was standing there motionlessly, as if he had turned into a statue.
"Eh? He's synchronizing!"
Liunian Ling was shocked to realize that Guhan's belly had swelled to the size of a six-month-old. Coupled with his deathly stillness, Liunian Ling could immediately confirm that he had successfully entered the synchronizing state.
"Oh no, my Yi Xian Sword …" Liunian Ling's first thought was that Guhan had snatched the Yi Xian Sword from her and entered the synchronizing state.
However, she immediately realized that the Yi Xian Sword was still in her hand, unscathed.
"Strange!
Judging by this person's personality, he would never randomly find an ancient sword maiden to synchronize with!
But since he didn't snatch my Yi Xian Sword, could it be that there's an ancient sword maiden here that's not inferior to the Yi Xian Sword? "
Liunian Ling speculated in confusion. However, the second to tenth sword maidens in the Ancient Sword Records were either in another city or in the hands of the sword bearers. Where could Guhan find a sword maiden that was not inferior to the Yi Xian Sword?
Liunian Ling couldn't help but be curious about the sword maiden that Guhan had synchronized with. Unfortunately …
Before the awakening was complete, Liunian Ling couldn't possibly know which sword maiden Guhan was synchronizing with.
There was no hope for the Yi Xian Sword. The Sword Burial Grounds, which she had spent so much effort to get to Yuzhang City's Sword Pavilion, was completely silent. The only person she could talk to, Guhan, had also entered the synchronizing state and turned into a zombie. This made Liunian Ling suddenly feel bored.
Liunian Ling was not a girl who had nothing to do. Since she had nothing to do, she would find something to do. For example, this Guhan in front of her. How dare he try to snatch the Yi Xian Sword from her? Now that he had entered the synchronizing state without any hesitation, he must be tired of living!
Guhan entering the synchronizing state in front of Liunian Ling was really reckless. As long as Liunian Ling had the slightest ill intention, she could stab Guhan with her sword. Just like how Guhan dealt with Fleeting Time Calendar in the dungeon, Guhan would be dead for sure.
Fortunately, although Liunian Ling had suffered a lot from Guhan, the teachings of the Fleeting Time Clan had been firmly engraved in Liunian Ling's mind. In addition, the entire human world had become unusually united due to Yuan Kou's invasion. Humans rarely hurt each other, especially sword bearers.
The last sword bearer who was sentenced to be beheaded for harming his own kind had happened 50 years ago.
However, Liunian Ling could not take it lying down that Guhan was trying to snatch the Yi Xian Sword from her. Moreover, she had suffered a setback from the Yi Xian Sword, so she naturally wanted to get back at Guhan.
"Hmph, I'll draw a big turtle on your face!"
Liunian Ling quickly thought of a good way to take revenge on Guhan. She picked up a broken sword from the ground and pointed the tip at Guhan's face, muttering, "Take a look, Ling. Where should I start?"
Oh no … It seems like Guhan, who has been disfigured in the game, is going to follow in his footsteps in real life.
But in reality, it did not matter if she did not look, but when she did, Miss Ling was a little dazed.
In this world, there was a kind of man's beauty that required a closer look!
From a distance, Guhan's face might not seem like anything special. It was just pleasing to the eye.
But if one were to look closely, one would be surprised to find that there was not a single blemish on Guhan's face. There were no spots, no blackheads, no boils. It was as perfect as a piece of fine jade.
Especially now that he had fallen into a deep slumber, Gu Han's eyes were closed. He looked like a Buddha who was pinching flowers with his fingers, giving off an indescribable feeling. It went without saying, making one feel the same, and involuntarily want to fall into the rhythm of entanglement.
Take Liunian Ling for example. She had completely forgotten about her plan to carve a turtle on Guhan's face. Instead, she was staring at Guhan's face like a love-struck fool, her eyes shining with a piercing light!
Ling's heart seemed to have melted.
…
"Miss Ling, it's time. I'm here to pick you up!"
Unknowingly, an hour had passed. Liu Lei, the Master of the Sword Pavilion, jumped down from the entrance and landed right next to Linling, according to the previous agreement!
"Miss Ling, I'm really not here at the right time!"
Liu Lei said with a wretched smile and a teasing tone, waking Liunian Ling from her infatuated state.
"Grandpa … Grandpa Master!
When did you come? "Liunian Ling woke up from her infatuation with a blush of shame.
"Not long, not long. Just when you were about to kiss him, I came just in time and disturbed Miss Linlin's good time. I'm sorry!"
"You're so annoying … shameless old man …" Ling said coquettishly. She wanted to explain, but suddenly, a thought flashed across her mind.
"Grandpa Master, has it been an hour already?" The blush on Ling's face faded and was replaced by a serious expression.
"Although I'm a little old, I'm not so old that I can't remember the time. It's been exactly an hour now!"
"That's strange!
I clearly remember that it's only been 40 minutes since I woke up from my confusion and realized that this fellow had entered the synchronized state.
But now that an hour has passed, why is he still in the synchronized state? "Ling's face was full of confusion.
"Miss Ling, you mean that this child has already been synchronized for 20 minutes?!"
Liu Lei, the old man, revealed an expression of disbelief for the first time. "If my memory isn't broken, the longest synchronization time for an ancient sword maiden shouldn't be more than 4 minutes!"
According to the common knowledge of every sword-wielder, the synchronization time of each level of Sword Maiden was limited to a certain range.
As the weakest sword wielder, the synchronization time for an ancient sword maiden was between 2 to 4 minutes. For example, the synchronization time for the three beginner sword maidens was exactly 3 minutes.
The Sword Maiden, which was one level higher, needed between 4 to 7 minutes. The Famous Sword Maiden, which was one level higher, only needed around 8 to 15 minutes. However, this Solid Han had actually synchronized for a full 20 minutes. This was the time that the Sword Maiden of the Spiritual Sword Maiden needed!
"Don't tell me that this child has synchronized with a spiritual sword maiden!" Liu Lei muttered to himself.
"How is that possible …" Ling rolled her eyes at Liu Lei. "The first time my ancestor synchronized with a sword maiden, it was only a famous sword maiden. Can this fellow be more powerful than my ancestor?
If he's really that powerful, wouldn't you have roped him into the council long ago? Would I even have the chance to meet him? "
"That's strange. Miss Linlin is very knowledgeable. Do you know which ancient sword rank Swordmistress would need such a long time?" Liu Lei countered.
"Are you kidding me? If I'm from a knowledgeable family, I wouldn't need him to help me cheat …" Ling covered her mouth. Oh no, I've let the cat out of the bag.
"I didn't know that Miss Ling had such a trick up her sleeve. I'll have to talk to your father about this!"
Liu Lei was about to tease the young lady from an extraordinary family. He was almost a hundred years old, and he might not have the chance to tease the heir of Liu Lei's family anymore.
At this time, Gu Han's stomach, which had been silent all this time, began to emit a strong light …
… …
"Miss Linlin, your family is very knowledgeable. Do you know the origin of this lady?"
Liu Lei took out his presbyopic glasses from his dimensional pocket and wiped them several times before putting them on his nose solemnly. He carefully sized up the silent Lolita Feng Jianniang in front of him.
Truth be told, Liu Lei had lived for almost a hundred years. He had even seen a few Immortal Sword Maidens. Moreover, after his retirement as the Yuzhang Sword Tower Master, he had flipped through almost all the information on Sword Maidens dozens of times. But in his memory, he could not find any impression of this Sword Maiden before him.
This Sword Lady was the Sword Lady that popped out of Gu Han's stomach. She was less than 80 centimeters tall and had a head of perfectly straight black hair that extended all the way to her ankles. If it was any longer, it would probably touch the ground.
Her expression was cold, and she seemed no different from a dead person if she stood still. However, her eyes were unusually bright, so bright that a normal person would fall into an endless mental maze.
Although the Sword Maiden had the body of a loli, the proportions of her body were abnormally perfect. Even though she was only 1.4 meters tall, she gave off the feeling of a mature girl. Her chest, in particular, was already rising and falling. It was easy to predict that her size would be shocking when she grew up.
Of course, looks were not important.
What was important was that even Liu Lei, the old man who managed the sword pavilion, could not recognize this sword maiden.
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