Yue Xiaobei was originally an ordinary senior high school graduate. He died unexpectedly while staying up late playing a certain four-character game, and was transported into the fantasy novel "The Overbearing Sword Lord, Please Be Pet".
System: "Congratulations on your sudden death! You defeated 99% of the people in the country."
Yue Xiaobei: "Thank you, but can you let me go back first?"
System: "Host, do you have any regrets?"
Yue Xiaobei: "The game is not over yet."
Yue Xiaobei, who had been systematically educated, quickly accepted his new identity - the Holy Body of Immortal Cultivator, a genius monk who was not seen in a century, and Yue Beiyin, the deputy sect master of Qingyue Mountain. At the same time, she is also the master of the male protagonist, and her task is to raise the male protagonist until he is 20 years old.
Yue Bei Diao called up the character page, looked at himself in the profile card, and asked, "Do you have a camera function?"
"What's wrong?"
"I want to take pictures of my life."
Therefore, Yue Beiyin, who was afraid of death, started the road of protecting his disciples after adding all defense points to his attribute points. When the villain boss threw a knife at her apprentice, she took it with her bare hands and flailed her hands under her sleeves in pain. The young apprentice was moved in his heart: "Master's eyes are red, he cares about me so much, I'm so moved."
During the martial arts competition between the families, various spells were flying around. Since she hasn't learned how to play the flute yet, she can only pick up the sword with her bare hands: "For you, I don't need to sacrifice the flute."
Young apprentice: "Master is so awesome QwQ!"
Until late one night, Yue Beiyin, who came to rescue his apprentice, looked up at the starry sky after defeating the boss. On the surface, he was observing the stars, but in fact, he was screaming in his heart: "My neck hurts, hurts!"
However, the young apprentice did not blow the rainbow fart as usual, but hesitated and said: "Master, did you twist your neck?"
An old joke flashed through Yue Beiyin's mind: "Stop pretending, I know you can read minds."
The disciple was shocked: "Master, how did you know?"
Yue Beiyin's heart is racing, and the possibility of OOC has skyrocketed. Angrily asked the system: "There is no mind reading in the settings!"
System: "Host, you are too noisy. A once-in-a-millennium genius male protagonist is awakened by the noise of your heartbeat."
Yue Beiyin suddenly discovered a bug: "That's wrong. The male protagonist is a music practitioner like me. Who is the domineering sword master?"
System: "The heroine."
Vietnamese accent: "Oh."
Although her secret was accidentally discovered by her apprentice, her good disciple did not expose her and even took the initiative to help her clean up the mess left by her solid personality. Yuebeiyin sighed: "My son has just grown up."
Unexpectedly, one day the Demon Cult discovered that her "strongest combat power" was actually an embroidered pillow, and they teamed up with several sects to destroy the family. Yue Beiyin sighed: "You are looking for death." He took out the suona from his bag with his backhand.
The Demon Lord looked at this instrument in disbelief with its harsh tone, loud volume and outrageous attack power: "Aren't you useless? Your flute is all dust!"
"There is a saying in the world of martial arts."
"What?"
Yue Beiyin shook his head and smiled evilly. He was three parts mocking, two parts playful, four parts contemptuous and one part disdainful: "You can act like a dish, but you can't really be a dish."
Intention: truth, goodness and beauty
