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Chapter 153

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"From now on, you will be my valet." After saying these words, Catherine left Lancelot to the butler of Nightingale Castle.

The strict and old-fashioned butler would teach him well how to be a qualified valet.

"It's time for you to get up, my master." A gentle voice woke Gu Shengyin from his deep sleep.

She opened her eyes and saw Lancelot's face.

"The young master of the Ryan family, being a small valet in my castle, don't you feel unreconciled?"

Lancelot shook his head honestly. How could he not be reconciled? As long as he could stay by her side and see her every day, it was already the most wonderful thing in the world for him.

Young Master Ryan was not a reserved master. He looked at his master affectionately and said, "It is my honor to be your personal servant."

Who would have thought that Gu Shengyin's face would turn cold, she looked at Lancelot with an oppressive gaze: "Why? Don't tell me you fell in love with me because of my face? "

Lancelot opened his mouth and said: "I did fall in love with you at first sight." Before Gu Shengyin could become unhappy, he continued to say:

"But it wasn't the day before yesterday, it was in a dream. In the dream, there were many different shadows, but I was sure that they were the same person. And the moment I saw you, I knew that person was you. "

Gu Shengyin was sure that this man wasn't lying. Could it be that he still had memories of the previous world?

She was somewhat happy, she hoped that one day, her lover could be like her, able to recognize her at a glance.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Shengyin stretched out her hand and a long sword appeared in her hand.

Unlike the swords in the hands of the knights of this world, this sword's appearance was clearly the appearance of the three feet long Qingfeng Mountain in the world of immortal cultivation.

"This is it!" Lancelot stared at the sword in Gu Shengyin's hand, "The sword I saw in the dream had this strange appearance."

Gu Shengyin thought of something and said to Lancelot, "Come here."

She placed her hand on Lancelot's pulse and felt it inch by inch.

Lancelot's face turned red. This … this was too fast. He wasn't ready yet. However, if she really wanted to …

"What are you thinking about?" A cold voice interrupted his chaotic thoughts.

Lancelot came back to his senses and found that Gu Shengyin had already let go of his hand.

He suppressed the regret in his heart and smiled embarrassedly.

Gu Shengyin was just feeling Lancelot's bones. Because she didn't have any tools in this world, she couldn't test the level of his Sword Heart. He could only use the method of feeling his bones to determine if he was suitable to become a sword cultivator.

A high-level swordsman had a long lifespan. She did not want to change him, but she wanted to stay with him forever.

Gu Shengyin sat in front of the long table, but didn't see the blood that usually appeared in front of her table.

She heaved a sigh of relief. Now that she was cultivating the way of the sword, she had already reached the level where she didn't need to eat to maintain her bodily functions. Therefore, the weakness of bloodlings who didn't drink blood didn't affect her.

Lancelot walked to her side and squatted down.

"I said before that I don't want you to consume other people's blood, even if you don't drink it yourself. I'm willing to provide you with the freshest blood. "He raised his head, revealing his weak and defenseless neck.

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