Lu Qian is a puppet machine man. He has been with Jianmen Immortal Lord since his birth.
The Immortal Master taught him to read, write, and practice martial arts. Lu Qian was not very intelligent and had no real heart. He only learned to write three characters in three months.
When everyone looked down upon him, the Immortal Master made him a stone heart with the most precious meteorite iron.
Gradually, something went wrong with Lu Qian's stone heart. He would always jump wildly when he saw the Immortal Lord. He was frightened and secretly told the sword spirit of the Immortal Lord's natal sword.
Sword Spirit laughed at him, saying that he was attracted to the Immortal Lord.
Lu Qian thought, who wouldn't like such a good person like Xian Zun?
Later, he met someone who didn't like Xianzun - that person was Xianzun's Bai Yueguang, and Lu Qian looked exactly like him.
After Bai Yueguang came back, Lu Qian became a stain on the Immortal Lord. He was locked in the warehouse and never saw the light of day.
The sword spirit quietly released him, sat with him on the jade steps in the courtyard, and asked him what his plan was.
Lu Qian said stupidly that he would be able to come out when the Immortal Lord was in a better mood. At that time, he wanted to go outing under the mountains with the Immortal Lord Sword Spirit and fly the most beautiful kites.
The sword spirit looked at him and said softly, OK.
When Lu Qian left the warehouse again, he was greeted with a sword in the chest. He fell to the ground and stared blankly at the inhuman face of the Immortal Lord.
The sword inserted in his chest trembled violently, and Lu Qian heard the other party say that he would use meteorite iron to forge a sword for Bai Yueguang.
The Immortal Lord also said, how can a puppet be equipped with such a precious treasure as its heart?
Lu Qian reached into his chest, took out the stone heart with difficulty, and threw it at the feet of the Immortal.
"I don't owe you anymore." He said.
He held the sword stuck in his heart. The sword spirit living in this sword was his best friend.
"I'm leaving, Zhelang."
This season is not suitable for flying kites, but Lu Qian still wants to go down the mountain.
In the panic of the Immortal Lord, Lu Qian grabbed a handful of mud and stuffed it into his chest. He stood up relying on his mud-like heart.
"I'm with you."
In the increasingly bright sword light, the sword spirit suddenly appeared. As soon as he appeared, he and the immortal vomited blood at the same time.
The sword spirit broke the blood contract with the Immortal Lord, but that is not important. When Lu Qian pulled out the divine sword from his chest, he took Lu Qian's hand, and the contract slowly unfolded from their palms.
"From now on, I will be driven by you."
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On that day, Lu Qian defected from Jianmen with the Immortal Lord's natal sword.
Sword Spirit×Puppet
Intention: Escape from the original environment is a kind of pain. Sometimes you have to pay the price of breaking your muscles and bones to escape, but as long as you get out, you will eventually have a bright future.
