Chu Jingjue really had a headache, sitting on the side and drinking a big drink, he looked at Song Jinghong and Xiao Song porcelain on the other side but they were familiar with each other, he smiled bitterly in his heart, in the past, this Song porcelain didn't like to practice martial arts, and He Taifu never forced it, and Li Shaofu was lazier than himself, he often went to Shulin Zhai, that is a study, in the words of Song Ci at the beginning, people don't like to dance knives and guns, or quietly read books, writing is better, if not, she will go to be a Confucian female calligrapher, than those who have to draw their swords and kill people at every turn。

Now it's okay, the little girl is sitting precariously listening to this Song Jinghong say a set of swordsmanship, and from time to time she gestures twice with her palm, but she listens attentively, and Chu Jingjue, who looks directly, is also speechless.

What he didn't know was that there was a breeze in the body of this Song porcelain, which was once given by He Taifu himself, and even Song Jinghong was unaware of it.

The momentum of the spark is not because the fire is not extinguished, the main reason is that the breeze comes and the fire is monstrous.

Song Jinghong simply stood up, turned around and whispered to his eldest apprentice, "I haven't really given you any gifts after accepting apprentices for the teacher, there is no basis for my words, now I will pass on a set of swordsmanship, Song Ci, you have to see it clearly." ”

As he spoke, he held a sword in his left hand and handed it out, but the waist was slightly swinging, not only graceful and chic and elegant, but after the sword was handed out, it was endless, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that this person was dancing, and suddenly the sword shadow was sprinkled colorfully, and the white light in the air was gorgeous, and the sword flowers gave him a sword to hand out, and the air was slow to fall, but it was a phantom, because the sword in his hand was too fast, and it did not disappear for a long time.

This set of swordsmanship will come out, but it is continuous, but it is very different from the one he used against the enemy earlier, he did not shy away from sitting and watching Chu on the side, his body jumped high, looked down and handed out a sword, but the sword stabbed out quickly in all directions, and then the sword turned over in his hand, and then he stopped,

This set of demonstrations, but Song Ci couldn't stop waving her hands and applauding, and she firmly remembered in her heart that this little girl had an amazing memory, starting from the Song Jinghong starting style to the end of the sword, but the complicated changes in the sword moves kept her firmly in mind, and asked loudly, "Master Song, what is the name of this swordsmanship that is indeed a little fancy?"

When Song Jinghong heard that this little apprentice actually called himself a little Song master, it was like an ordinary person meeting and greeting him on the street, which showed that this Song porcelain was very ghostly, and he was not annoyed, but said with a smile, "Well, the name, it's called the beauty sword." ”

Song Ci nodded slightly when he heard this somewhat cheesy and somewhat casual name, "Well, every sword handed out has a unique beauty, especially the posture of the sword man is a little weird and changeable, and it is used for me, it is not bad to call it a beautiful swordsmanship." ”

How did she know that the swordsmanship demonstrated by Song Jinghong just now was just a matter of doing it at will, but she chose a few simple styles from the superior swordsmanship she used, and she was opposite a female apprentice, if it was called a beautiful swordsmanship, this Song Ci must be happy.

This Song Ci stepped out step by step, his small hands were slightly raised, his eyes were closed, his body was slowly and leisurely, his hands were non-stop, and his body was constantly rotating.

Although she didn't have any strength in her hands, but this kind of restoration, it was indeed a surprise to Song Jinghong, to say that he himself had seen a set of swordsmanship played by others, if he himself did not fall from the new demonstration, it would be naturally very easy, he is now a little master of martial arts, this has reached the realm above King Kong, and his eyesight and memory are even more outstanding, but the young Song porcelain can be completely restored, which is much more difficult than restoring a game of chess,

He couldn't help but applaud his hands, and he liked this little apprentice of the girl who was inadvertently accepted.

Song Ci stopped and walked to Chu Jingjue, leaned on the side of his shoulder, and smiled, "Brother Jingjue, you see what I demonstrated, but I can't do it, I'm amazing." ”

Chu was shocked to take a sip of Huadiao wine, and couldn't stop nodding, but he didn't speak, and Song Ci, who was straight, frowned tightly, and made a small mouth angry.

Song Jinghong sat aside and asked in a low voice, "Surprised, the injuries on my body are fine, let's go, it's noon, we're full of wine and food, let's leave Qingzhou City." ”

Turning around, especially in a very kind tone, he said to Song Ci, "I'll teach you a set of beauty boxing when I go back, little apprentice, let's set off now, or do you want to go home and say goodbye?"

Song Ci glanced at Chu and was shocked, and was shocked to realize that as long as he laughed, this little girl turned cloudy and sunny, called the next person, took the Mobao paper, and put a book on the brush, stuffed it into the envelope, and the first few small words, Li Puxian's uncle and father Qi, did not forget to stamp a small seal on it.

handed it over to the next person, and instructed that it must be given to the assassin in person, and then he was overjoyed.

The three of them walked out of the Chu family's compound, before leaving, Chu was shocked to find that he had also given the elder a stick of incense in the main hall, which was also regarded as a sacrifice and farewell, until he walked out of the Chu family, and no half of the figure came out to see him off, he turned around and glanced at the courtyard door, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and he didn't look back, and left proudly.

When he walked to the front of the Rouge Fang, Chu was shocked to take a few glances inside, and his eyes were full of dark ruins, and the original magnificent buildings disappeared overnight, and only the Jinfu Building stood in the Rouge Fang, and some stood out from the crowd.

He turned around and asked, "How many are dead?"

Song Jinghong smiled slightly, "Don't damn it, there are a lot of damn ones, who can count it, I hope those girls can escape, this rouge shop has existed in Qingzhou for many years, and now it is like a flash in the pan, and it will never be seen again, besides, how can there be a good end in the land of fireworks." ”

Song Ci grinned and sighed, "It's a pity that there is no place to sell rouge." ”

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In the Thorn History compound, Li Puxian was in a hurry, and when he came back in the middle of the night, he couldn't see Song Ci's figure, so he didn't know where he went, such a big disaster happened in Qingzhou City last night, but it was enough for him to drink a pot, and he found out in the morning, just the dead rangers were hundreds, and those who were burned to ash couldn't see their identities clearly, in short, there was a fire, and there were not a few wives who were separated,

When Li Shaofu sent it back, he was full of alcohol, still unable to sleep, and Li Puxian, who was even more angry, was like thunder, how to ask this Li Shaofu was also unconscious, and he didn't know where to drink the big wine but he was angry with his father.

Song Tai's figure was nowhere to be found in the courtyard, I don't know if he left Qingzhou, or went back to the Chinese army camp, Li Puxian sat alone in the study, dejected,

Not long after, someone sent a letter, look at the font is not written by Song Ci, quickly opened it to see, even more shocked back is also in a cold sweat, hands trembling,

The letter reads:

Uncle, last night Mr. He went to Guxi, Xiao Porcelain went to send the last face, very sad, Mr. like a relative, living in the house for many years, Song Porcelain was originally lonely and grew up, now has his own ideas, Uncle rest assured that it is a small porcelain to travel well, as for where I will go, I will write to tell each other later, and I hope that my uncle will not read, as for the others, the so-called godfather and the like, Song Porcelain does not care, don't say goodbye, say hello to each other, I hope that my uncle is healthy, and Brother Shaofu has achieved great success in martial arts. Song porcelain worshipped.

How can Li Puxian not be in a hurry, He Taifu is dead, this is also something he can't believe, the sword saint can be gone casually? This is not shocking him, now Song Ci is also leaving, I don't know where to go, if this is for Song Tai to know, then he will be furious, how is this good, he ran to Li Shaofu's room, beat him with three fists and two feet, and brought a bucket of cold water to pour on his head, this Li Shaofu slowly woke up, dazed and didn't know where,

When he heard that Song Ci was going to go out to practice, he had an indifferent attitude, he stood up covered in water and said with a smile, "Dad, this is a good thing, Song Ci has grown up, naturally has his own ideas, isn't it the same, I will go to the Futu Army to experience in a few days, I don't believe it, I Li Shaofu can't be a commander." ”

He guessed in his heart, maybe Song Ci went out with the surprise, didn't that kid want to leave Qingzhou, and hoped that the surprise could take care of Song Ci was the right thing.

Li Puxian turned his hand and slapped him, and scolded loudly, "Look for me, you don't want to live, your father still wants to live, can Song Tai allow this kind of thing to happen, you are stupid, Song Ci has a special identity, how can you go out at will." ”。

Li Shaofu touched his cheeks, smiled, and turned his head to look for Song Ci.

He knows the temper of the Song porcelain girl, the people who have been quiet for a long time are all stubborn donkeys, can they coax them back, how good it is to go, he Li Shaofu still wants to go out to play, the world is big, a Qingzhou City, it doesn't mean much, he took a knife and went directly to find the rangers, and he didn't plan to really find Song porcelain in his heart.