MTL - When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel-Chapter 2

Grandson Sun Zijun woke up and saw a half of the bed beside him, and he couldn't help it.

Last night he fought with Yi Xichen all night. According to common sense, Yi Xichen should not get out of bed for three days and three nights. His back pain awaited his kneading, and then he rubbed his gun and went away. Three days and three nights-In fact, sometimes Chang Zijun is also very confused. According to this development, Yi Xichen should have been with the bed. Why is it that all of a sudden, just like a person who is okay, wanders around and provokes the grass, causing the tigers and cowards to spit out?

Sun Zijun, the long timeline himself, did not understand himself. As the protagonist of the story, he cannot see through the author's settings. When the story of the story needs to develop, Yi Xichen will automatically be lifted. "Bed" curse, when the storyline does not know how to develop, then three days after three days, how many days.

Grandson Sun Zijun couldn't figure it out, too lazy to think about it, and got up to freshen up. A strange feeling lingered in his mind, as if something had changed, but it seemed that this was correct-at this moment, the poor old grandson Zi Jun didn't know yet, his setting had been borne by The mysterious power of different dimensions is distorted. Moreover, only he was distorted.

Dressed up and changed into a disciple's uniform, the grandson Zijun went out.

At this time, it was still early. Most of Tian Jianshan's disciples were still sleeping. The most diligent disciples in the martial arts were him and Yi Xichen. This is why he and Yi Xichen finally went the highest and farthest. They certainly There is a talent difference, and it is also a natural reward.

Long Sun Zijun came to Taohuaping and saw a Tsing Yi disciple practicing swords in the sea of ​​flowers. His figure was astonished and gentle as if he was a dragon. Long Sun Zijun didn't even see his face clearly, he already knew that the person was Yi Xichen——The setting given by the author to him is that as soon as he sees Yi Xichen, his body will be as hard as black iron. Therefore, it is generally judged whether Yi Xichen appears within a hundred meters of his circle. Long Sun Zijun does not rely on eyes to see, nose to smell, or ears to hear, but only by raising the head of a silver gun.

Long Sun Zijun frowned unhappyly. This Yi Xichen, pregnant with the child, was still so restless. First, he sucked when eating last night | sucking his fingers to make his brutal hair fight with him for 300 rounds, and he got up so early this morning to practice the sword, too careless Body out!

At the same time, he was a little puzzled: he should be purely admiring such a beautiful figure and swordsmanship. Where did these physiological reactions come from? Since when did he become a happy and unhappy beast that responded to his lower body? ——Being out of the distorted world, Chang Sun Zijun suddenly launched IQ and reflected on unreasonable things.

The figure stopped, Yi Xichen's cheerful voice came over: "Zijun, you are coming!"

Yi Xichen ran over, looked at his grandson, and smiled badly: "Last night with me after a toss, did you have a good rest?"

Long Sun Zijun glanced at Yi Xichen's flexible waist and buttocks: "Does your **** hurt?"

Yi Xichen touched his hips blankly: "Why does my **** hurt?"

Long Sun Zijun no longer said a word, secretly wondering if Yi Xichen was ironic that he didn't work hard enough.

Yi Xichen was not entangled in the topic of talent, and laughed: "Zijun, come and practice sword with me."

Long Sun Zijun shook his head. Practicing swords with Yi Xichen is the most boring daily life, and the author of the fan has added a setting for them to "simply practice swords together to get to bed". In other words, no matter what they do together, they will automatically fall into the setting of "100% finishing in bed". Long Sun Zijun felt tired.

Yi Xichen froze. This was the first time he had invited his brother to practice sword with him but was refused. Long Zizi Jun was a sword idiot. The practice of their brother and brother was like Qinther and Ming.

Yi Xichen teased him with a narrow expression on his face: "Zi Jun is afraid of hurting me, will you feel bad?"

Do you also know that it is easy to get hurt by jumping up and down with your child? The grandson Sun Zijun became more and more irritable, with a reproach: "You don't know what's happening to you? You're so noisy!"

"Ah?" Yi Xichen was instructed by him. What is your situation? Nonsense? What's going on with Sun Zijun today?

Long Sun Zijun turned and wanted to leave, but Yi Xichen didn't let him go so easily, he cried, "Zi Jun, watch the sword!" Then he stabbed his sword towards his vest!

Yi Xichen determined that the grandson Sun Zijun could catch the sword, and he was able to practice his interest. His hands were itchy and he wanted to find someone to make a few gestures. Long grandson Zijun did not really look at his little tricks, pulled his sword back, and easily blocked him.

Yi Xichen's eyes flashed a faint light, he smiled, Chang Sun Zijun felt only a hot hand, and the sword in his hand almost fell off. It turned out that when he hadn't looked back just now, Yi Xichen secretly added a fire rune to the sword, and once he recruited the grandson Sun Zijun, he took his way.

However, this is just a small slip of his head, a tease for Sun Zijun. Yi Xichen stepped back quickly, so he seriously put on a move.

After playing several rounds, the grandson Zijun couldn't help but feel novel. Today's Yi Xichen is very wrong! In the past when practicing sword, Yi Xichen always twisted his waist and his hips, just like dancing a dance. But he didn't like it. The sword is the sword, the sword of the Taoist, and the heart of the Taoist. It shouldn't be related to the obscene thing, so he didn't look down on Yi Xichen's sword in the past. Today, Yi Xichen's thrilling sword move is what he admires.

"It's rare that you look like a man." Long Sun Zijun praised lightly.

"?????? I am a man!" Yi Xichen twitched. What's wrong with Zi Jun today? Not his character!

A Ling Jian's sword gas swept across Yi Xichen's side, Yi Xichen quickly flashed away, and a piece of clothing was cut off. The elder Sun Zijun was shocked, and quickly accepted the move-he couldn't help but put in a bit, took out some real skills, almost hurt Yi Xichen.

Yi Xichen didn't take it to heart at all, Jian Feng pointed, and a small rocket shot towards the toes of Chang Sunjun. Long Sun Zijun hurried back to avoid, just stepping on a stone kicked by Yi Xichen just now. The grandson Sun Zijun originally thought that it was a stone, and he didn't take it to heart. Who knew that stepping on this foot, he felt that the foot felt wrong, and his heart was not good, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The brown mucus splashing from the "stone" stained Chang Sunjun's shoes, making him feel sick.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Yi Xichen laughed abruptly.

At Tianjianmen, Yi Xichen was probably the most talented disciple. He is a pseudo-spiritual root of fire. If it is not the elder of Yaoge of Tianjianmen who is related to his parents, he will never accept such a disciple with a poor qualification.

Although Yi Xichen worked very hard, the shortcomings in talent were difficult to make up for. His sword energy and sword intention could not catch up with others anyway, which led him to go the other way, often playing tricks that made people laugh and cry. Can often win by chance.

Yi Xichen saw the grandson Sun Zijun's move and smiled and walked towards the grandson Sunzi with a big smile. He was indifferent, stepping on the dew-stacked haystack, slipping under his feet, and fell on his back in astonishment.

The grandson Sun Zijun was even more anxious than him, and immediately abandoned the mucous shoes and flew over, "Be careful of our children!"

Yi Xichen was startled: "Ga ????"

Finally, Long Sun Zijun held his waist before Yi Xichen landed.

Grandson Sun Zijun reprimanded, "You don't hurt yourself! I don't care about the child! Why are you always so capricious!"

"... I, our child, child ?! What?" Yi Xichen's expression cracked.

"If you hate me, come to me, the child is innocent!" Chang Sun Zijun put his hand solemnly on his belly, but after a while, because he didn't feel the movement of the fetus, his expression also broke: Xichen, have you miscarried again ???! "

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