When he got home, Beichen Xiu thought about this matter today, he still felt speechless. He was so confused that he was so troublesome. He competed with Qianben Xuena in the sword path, which was really no different from hitting a stone with an egg. He had to go up and throw himself away.

Beichen Xiuyi shook his head and vented his dissatisfaction for a moment, so he stopped thinking about this. Mu Yichengzhou said more was useless. He took out the "spiritual sword" from the closet and then practiced the basic moves of Beichen Yidao. Beichen Xiuyi is a person who knows how to persevere. He doesn't plan to give up the basic moves of daily training every day.

Before he knew it, it became dark. Beichen Xiuyi returned to the room on the second floor and felt a little confused when he looked at the sword. When he was dug out, he clearly felt the strangeness of the sword, just like the sword was telling stories to him. If someone had told him that the sword could tell stories, he would not have sent the man to the mental hospital, but now he has been traveling through time and time, it is really hard to say.

Beichen Xiuyi looked at the sword in his hand over and over again, and felt that there was nothing special about it? Do you have to recognize your relatives with blood?! Such a silly setting would not appear. After a long time of struggle, the sword was still the same. Beichen Xiuyi was a little discouraged and simply ignored it.

Beichen Hideichi recalled that Chibi Yuena's sword broke the opponent's Juhe directly, and she still felt beautiful. She also thought that Minister Xiaomanniu and the Fairy President had a headache for a while, and it was better for Akigi Dongxue, regardless of temper or personality.

Beichen Xiuyi thought a lot, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. When he woke up again, his nerves immediately tense up. Where is this? Am I not in my room? Why did I come outside? Why haven’t I seen this before? In front of Beichen Xiuyi there was an empty plain, with no wind or any sound, which made Beichen Xiuyi feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a person suddenly appeared on the plain. Beichenxiu quickly shouted: "Hello, where is this?"

Without any answer, the figure suddenly accelerated towards Beichen Xiuyi. "Puff" This was the sound of swords entering the flesh. Beichen Xiuyi looked at the blade inserted into the abdomen in disbelief, watching the blood flowing unstoppable. He wanted to say something but had no strength.

"Hu, Hu..." Bei Chenxiu woke up suddenly and was in a cold sweat. He quickly touched his lower abdomen, OK, safe! It was still in his bedroom, Bei Chenxiu breathed a long sigh of relief. The coldness of the sword blade entering his body was too real, and the feeling of death was really desperate.

After calming down, Beichen Xiuyi roughly understood what was happening just now. Meditation warfare is a fantasy method of fighting people in mind. The actual effect changes with people's imagination. Most people's meditation warfare sets some enemy moves and imagines how to deal with it. The effect is actually average.

I once believed in science. Until I traveled through time and encountered this evil sword, I realized that metaphysics is the most important thing...

Bei Chen Xiuyi quietly stroked the sword body, and his consciousness was blurred again. He opened his eyes again, and it was the empty plain, and the figure that stabbed him again. Bei Chen Xiu held the sword in one hand and pursed his lips tightly. The last time he was stabbed to death, which was really uncomfortable. He stared at the figure that was approaching step by step. The delay effect had already been triggered. The sword pounced down from the top of his head. Bei Chen Xiuyi raised his hand and raised his sword to block it. Before he could remove the power of the first sword, the second sword came again. So fast! This was Bei Chen Xiuyi's only idea. Even if he was delayed, he could not keep up with the speed of the sword. His vision could capture the trajectory of the sword, but his body could not react.

After barely resisting the three swords, Bei Chen Xiuyi staggered and retreated unsteadily. The figure did not give him any time to breathe, and directly killed him. This time Bei Chen Xiuyi understood what was going on.

This sword is really a spiritual sword. It can allow your consciousness to enter a highly simulated meditation war, give you an imaginary enemy, and allow you to accumulate various experiences against the enemy in actual combat. Failure is like the two times just now, and it is a punishment for you to feel the fear of death.

Beichen Xiuichi was lying on the bed and smiled. In fact, he didn't want to be embarrassed when he fought with Chiben Xuena next week, but there was no way to experience the gap that could not be compensated for in a short time. Now with this meditation war plug-in, it would be better if he won't be embarrassed if he can fight Chiben Xuena next week.

The next day, on the morning bus, Beichen Xiu met Aomu Dongxue again and again. She was stuck at this bus at this time point and went to school. The bus was still as crowded as ever, and Zaomu Dongxue was squeezed a little uncomfortable. Beichen Xiuyi leaned against her and protected her in a corner.

When Hayki Dongxue saw Beichen Xiuichi's sleepy look, she thought Beichen Xiuichi was still worried about the showdown with Chimoto Yuina next week.

"People from Beichen, I'm so sorry. My sister has a straightforward personality. I'm sorry to let you represent the Kendo team if you haven't asked you for your opinion this time. "

Beichen Xiuyi is very sleepy now. After completing his homework last night, he has been using meditation to improve his practical experience. He was killed for half a night, and he was really exhausted both physically and mentally.

"School Saiki, no need to apologize. I'm not angry. I just hope your sister can think more about other people's ideas next time. Sometimes it's really embarrassing."

"Okay, Beichen classmate, I will communicate well with my sister, which will cause you trouble." When Beichen Xiuyi said that he was not angry, Zaomu Dongxue also felt relieved and did not want her sister to have conflicts with Beichen classmate.

Beichen Xiu looked at Zamu Dongxue and couldn't help but sigh, "Are you really sisters?" Apart from the fact that your face looks a bit similar, you two are not really a little bit bad. Why are you so polite and have such a good personality? Why is your sister a little girl?"

Zaomu Dongxue noticed that Beichen Xiuyi was staring at her, and a hint of blush appeared on her face. Why did Beichen keep staring at me? Is there anything on my face? I don’t know what to say when I stared at me like this. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the tip of her shoes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Beichen Xiuichi was a little curious about Akigi Dongxue's reaction. Why did he lower his head and stop talking? And what else do you blush with a girl... But we don't know, and we dare not ask.

"Student Saiki, why do you go to school alone? What about your sister?" The atmosphere began to feel awkward, and Beichen Xiuichi took the initiative to break the deadlock.

"My sister is the minister. If there is nothing to do, she has to go to the club early every morning and organizes early training." Zaomu Dongxue looked up at Beichen Xiuyi's face, which was close to her. She felt that her face was hot and hot, and she must be very red.

After being interrupted by the reaction of Sakigi Dongxue, Beichen Xiuichi was also a little embarrassed. He really had no experience with girls and could only turn his head to see the scenery outside the window. For a moment, both of them were silent. In the crowded carriage, the boy protected the weak girl in the corner, and both of them had a blush on their faces. April is such a beautiful season.
Chapter completed!