ALL NOVEL Chapter 138: Chapter 137
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The wind moved.
The morning breeze after the autumn rain carries the smell of damp earth.
Touching the curtains in the dining room.
Shake, sway.
The sun shines on the table.
I don't know if it's because the sunshine in the early morning after the rain is too bright.
Right now.
Alan actually saw a flowing color in Sylphy's eyes.
Those were gorgeous reddish-brown eyes.
In the pupils, light and shadow swayed with the swaying of the curtains.
That is
Sylphy's signature soft voice echoed in his ears.
"It's okay."
"Alan."
She smiled, her eyes smiling, and pointed to the plate in front of Alan.
"Let's start eating. The soup is getting cold."
Alan looked at her and immediately looked away.
He looked down at the bowl of soup.
But the scene just now is still in my mind.
In the eyes.
That is
Your own face.
——
"Don't look at the expression on the face! Feel the killing intent! Expressions can be deceiving, actions may be fake, but killing intent cannot be faked? Do you understand?"
The wooden sword burst out with broken wood chips!
Alan looked into Alice's eyes, who was so close to him. The opponent's wooden sword pressed on Alan's sword, making a crackling sound as it could not bear the huge pressure.
But the wooden sword in Alan's hand remained motionless.
It's like.
Only Alice was swinging her sword unilaterally.
Alice looked into Alan's eyes and bared her teeth in dissatisfaction.
"I'm feeling it! But I can't feel it!"
After hearing this, Alan paused for a moment, then realized something and raised his brows.
Lower your eyes.
Looking at the wooden sword in his hand.
Avoided Alice's sight.
then
Murderous intent!
Get excited!
Alice's whole body suddenly stiffened, and a layer of goose bumps spread from her wrists to her arms.
She had a very sharp swordsmanship intuition, and at that moment she felt an indescribable "chill" eroding from the wooden sword in front of her hand.
Viscous.
And cold.
She couldn't help but shiver, and with a clang, the wooden sword fell to the ground.
Subconsciously looking into Alan's eyes.
Alan raised his eyes and looked at Alice.
'Eyes' as usual.
In just a moment, the 'cold' feeling disappeared from my body.
Alice subconsciously looked up at the setting sun.
The sun is still warm.
Instantly dispel the chill.
"Remember, this is murderous intent."
Alice nodded blankly.
"But why couldn't I feel it just now?"
Alan's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Alice silently.
".This is my fault. I may not have released the killing intent just now."
"ha?"
Gileno, who was standing by, couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this scene.
She walked forward and took Alan's sword, then turned to look at Alice.
"Can I come practice with you?"
"good!"
Allen came off the court and walked over to Rudy, who was reading a book.
"Have you really given up swordsmanship completely?"
Rudy didn't even look up.
"I am practicing, Master Allen~ but I am only keeping myself fit. Besides, don't you have the sword skills? Why do you still want me to practice?"
After hearing this, Alan rested his chin on his hand and thought for a while.
It seems that he does not need to practice swordsmanship very much. In the original book, has Rudy's swordsmanship ever been put to use?
It doesn't seem like much.
The only thing that impressed me was
His face froze.
In the original work, Rudy showed off his swordsmanship when Ariel chose to give Sylphy as her partner to Rudy. He and Luke practiced against each other at the doorstep, which was the highlight of Rudy's swordsmanship.
Unfortunately, Luke's Sword God Style is only at the intermediate level, and his Water God Style is even at the elementary level.
From this perspective, there is really no need.
He was thinking subconsciously, but was suddenly stunned.
Look around.
"Where's Sylphy?"
Rudy finally looked up after hearing this.
He looked at Alan dimly with squinted eyes.
It was not until the latter's scalp began to tingle that he slowly began to speak.
Still keeping his eyes on Alan's expression.
But the moment he opened his mouth, Alan reacted.
"Whenever Master Sauros and Master Philip were not at the mansion, Alice would come over to eat with them in the servants' dining room. In the afternoon, wouldn't Sylphy always ask for leave to accompany the lady for 'tea'?"
As he spoke, Alan looked up at the window on the second floor.
There was no one there.
Sylphy went to make up for the missing 'company'.
She is thoughtful and considerate of others.
Afraid Hilda would feel lonely.
No more today. I was going to publish another chapter, but it got stuck this afternoon. I can't publish it before 12:00.
Eat some candy and go to sleep ~ Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)
162. Sorry, I have to take a day off today, but I still ask everyone to come in and take a look. It's not because I'm lazy.
Sorry, I have to take a day off today, but I still ask everyone to come in and take a look. I am not lazy.
When I get home from get off work, what I want to write is already in my mind.
However, in the middle of the meal, the string in my brain suddenly broke.
Then I became unclear about what I was doing, my memory became confused, and the dimension of time was disrupted.
I came back and took a 20-minute nap in an attempt to relieve the situation.
But after squinting for a while, I sat in front of the computer.
The discovery was even more serious.
The performance is——
I tried to read the book reviews to re-anchor my consciousness in the plot.
Then discovered.
The meanings of the words "apprentice", "trainee" and "disciple" after ID changed four times in my mind in just half an hour.
When I typed this paragraph again, I checked it again.
The fifth time.
It's hard to describe this feeling, but its 'meaning' has definitely changed.
To confirm whether this situation only occurs when writing books, or if there is something else going on.
I went to check the QQ chat history.
Same situation.
The meaning of the same sentence in the chat content sent by group friends changed three times in my mind within ten minutes.
Five minutes had passed since the last sentence was typed.
The fourth time.
Cognitive impairment?
He glanced down at his phone.
Sixth time.
——
In fact, this book should be at the peak of its popularity now, and in order to ensure continuous updates and data, I have also done enough mental preparation.
But now that this situation has happened, I can't help but feel a little helpless.
I'm actually a fine person, because as you can see, my typing is logical.
But this situation really makes people feel helpless.
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