I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

She clenched her fingers, then looked down at her body, which had shrunk several sizes, and looked completely bewildered.

"What's going on?"

Her voice floated out of her mouth, soft and sweet, like a child's voice.

It doesn't match her behavior at all when she was acting crazy just now.

She looked down at her hands and then pinched her chubby cheeks.

She tugged at the oversized garment, which resembled a tent.

It felt like my whole being had shrunk, and even the thoughts in my mind seemed to shrink.

She frowned, feeling that she should be angry, because she was the Sword Master.

She shouldn't be squatting on the ground wearing such ridiculous clothes.

But she also found the clothes annoying, as the sleeves were too long and dragged on the ground.

She tried to roll them up but found that her fingers were too short.

I clumsily rolled it up several layers before finally revealing a small section of my wrist.

She told herself that she was Jingliu, the former sword master of Luofu.

Her swordsmanship was unparalleled, and her reputation once struck fear into the hearts of countless enemies.

She shouldn't be squatting on the ground struggling with an oversized dress, and she shouldn't be pouting because she can't roll up her sleeves properly.

You shouldn't look up at that young man and think he looks big.

No, it's because she herself has shrunk, so everyone looks like a big tree to her.

She thought to herself, "I shouldn't have done this."

But her mind and body are only seven or eight years old.

How much self-control can you expect from a seven or eight-year-old child?

She remembers being very capable in the past, but now all those achievements seem like stories she heard from other people.

She felt she should be more serious, more aloof, and more like a true swordsman.

But right now she just wants to roll up her sleeves because they're too long and dragging on the ground, which is annoying.

She stood up to pick up her sword, stepping on the hem of her robe that was dragging on the ground.

He fell forward, his forehead slamming squarely into Qiye's knee.

The impact made her groan and fall backward onto the ground, covering her forehead with both hands.

She rubbed her forehead, looked up at Qi Ye, and subconsciously began to speak in a accusing tone:

"Hey, why have I shrunk? And this dress is way too big! It tripped me up!"

Qi Ye squatted down, resting his hands on his knees, and looked at the newly born little girl in front of him, letting out a long breath:

"Well, this is a side effect of the light cone."

If you remove the light cone, it will revert to its original state.

But don't take it yet, whatever you do, don't take it!

When he saw Jingliu reach for his chest, he quickly put his hands together and raised them above his head.

"Big sister!"

Now that you've taken the Light Cone Demon Body, it's about to flare up again, and you won't be able to control it.

I'm going to be used as a target by your sword energy again!

I've already been killed by a laser once, I don't want to die a second time today!

Jingliu's hand hovered in mid-air. He tilted his head, seemingly thinking seriously for a moment, before lowering his hand.

"You're right, then we won't take it."

She spoke with a touch of childlike decisiveness.

It's like a child thinking about whether or not to eat the candy and then deciding to save it for later.

She looked down at her oversized costume, which resembled a theatrical robe, and began to clumsily roll up her sleeves, her movements clearly unskilled.

Looking at her like this, Qi Ye sighed inwardly. The side effects were really thorough; her mind had shrunk.

The former Sword Master of Luofu was just now going berserk and hacking people to pieces.

Now I can't even roll up my sleeves properly when I squat down, and I almost tripped over my own clothes.

He coughed lightly, and his business smile returned to his face.

"Well then, sir, you have seen the effects of the light cone and experienced its side effects."

It's time to settle the bill.

Jingliu looked up at him.

Although her mind has now reverted to that of a child.

But she still remembered who she was and that she had just said she had no money.

She put her hands on her hips, looked up at Qi Ye, and proudly announced:

"I have no money, but you can take my life!"

Qi Ye's lips twitched. The little girl in front of him, hands on her hips and head tilted back, was clearly cheating.

But with that chubby face and that self-righteous expression, he just looks adorable.

He sighed and tried a different approach:

"In that case, you can give me something of equal value. For example, do you have any valuable treasures?"

Or do you have any special skills? Anything is fine, as long as you think it's worth the price.

Jingliu frowned and thought for a long time.

Darling? Her fragmented sword was lost halfway there.

The sword I'm using now was picked up from some battlefield, and it has several cracks in the blade, so it's definitely not worth much.

Skills? Her skill is swordsmanship, but swordsmanship can't be sold.

But it doesn't seem like it's impossible to sell. She suddenly had an idea.

She straightened her back, put her hands behind her back, and spoke proudly:

"Would you like to become my apprentice?"

I was the former Sword Master of Luofu, and I'm incredibly strong!

My swordsmanship is superb; I'm more than qualified to teach you! How about it? Is my swordsmanship enough as payment?

A system screen popped up in front of Qi Ye's eyes.

The above shows the review results of this transaction in which swordsmanship instruction was used as consideration.

The review was approved; it really works.

He paused for a moment, looking at the little girl in front of him with her hands on her hips, head tilted back, and an invincible expression, and thought that this seemed to have some potential.

He has lived several lives, but has never properly been anyone's apprentice.

So he stood up, straightened his coat which had been ripped to shreds by the sword light, and took two steps back.

Then, without hesitation, he knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said loudly:

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Jingliu stood there, looking at the young man who was kowtowing to her.

She's in the form of a child now, and her mind has shrunk, but at least she understands the weight of those three kowtows.

She once took on a disciple, who is now the General of Luofu.

She thought she wouldn't take a second one, but now she has one.

She sniffed, suppressing the inexplicable stinging sensation in her eyes.

Then she reached out her little hand and patted his head, trying to sound mature but unable to hide her smugness in her sweet, childlike voice, and said:

"Good disciple, get up. From now on, your master will protect you. If anyone bullies you, your master will beat them up for you."

You are your master's good disciple. Your master will teach you all his skills, without holding anything back!

Chapter 111 The Adorable Loli Master

"No need! This time, I will definitely protect you!"

Jingliu looked up at him, unusually serious.

She clenched her little fists, as if she were talking to Qiye, or perhaps to herself.

"Last time I failed to protect you and let you die alone in the dock. This time I will never do it again."

I've been practicing swordsmanship ever since, and my swordsmanship is now better than before.

"This time, I definitely won't let you die in front of me."

After she finished speaking, she straightened her back, raised her chin, and struck a pose as if she were a very powerful teacher.

But given her current body as a seven or eight-year-old little girl and the way she's clenching her little fists, she doesn't look like a swordsman making an oath.

It looked more like a kindergarten child giving a speech under the national flag.

Qi Ye looked down at her little loli master, who was trying her best to act like a dignified master.

It felt like something had stabbed my heart hard.

So adorable, so adorable that even his confusion about amnesia and those fragmented memories that haven't been pieced together yet are still there.

Everything was blown to pieces by this lovely storm.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer, bent down and scooped Jingliu up from the ground.

He lifted her into the air by placing his hands under her armpits.

Then I hugged her and rubbed my face against her soft white hair.

He rubbed his cheek against her chubby cheek, making "hehehe" sounds as he did so.

"Master, you're so cute! So cute, so incredibly cute!"

When you said you would protect me, I was almost overwhelmed by how adorable you were!

"You're so cute, I'll believe anything you say!"

Jingliu was rubbed against by him, causing her to lean back, her small hands bracing against his chest as she tried to push his face away.

But her strength was now about that of a one-month-old kitten; her struggles were completely futile, and she could only let out a muffled protest:

"Let me go! I said I would protect you, and I can't protect you like this!"

But the protests were to no avail, and Qi Ye became even more enthusiastic about it.

A soft cough came from the side.

Xing had returned to her normal tone; after all, March 7th had already exposed her, so there was no point in pretending anymore.

She watched as Qi Ye cuddled and snuggled against Jing Liu, and said enviously:

"Let me join in too."

She is your master, but I am your partner. According to seniority, I should also be considered her junior?

"Just let me rub against you for a bit, okay?"

As he spoke, he reached out and moved closer to Kagami Ryu.

Qi Ye reacted quickly, spinning halfway around with Jing Liu in her arms, using her back to block Xing's outstretched hand, and looking back at her warily:

"No! My master is mine! She's my little loli master!"

If you want to mooch off someone, go find one yourself!

Xing withdrew her hand, looking at him with disdain: