Zhu Huan, who was standing on the side, watched this qiē silently, he had been following Feng Hao for more than ten years, and he had never seen him so patient with any woman.

The sword in their hands has many stories, and it can be said that it carries the experience of the successes and failures of each generation of masters of the Phantom Alliance, and it is almost a symbol of the Phantom Alliance.

Now, Feng Hao not only let a woman hold the knife, but also patiently guided her knife skills, indicating that this woman has a place in his heart.

Zhu Huan couldn't help but worry about the master's importance of a woman, and remembered the entrustment of the old lady who was far away in England, and his mood became heavier and heavier, like pressing on a boulder that could not be moved.

Over there, Feng Hao still patiently taught Xia Yucheng the knife technique: "Yes, that's it, when your knife slashes at the opponent, you should keep the grip of the knife unchanged, and your hand can't shake, and you can't have the slightest hesitation." Once the knife is drawn, your only thought is how to knock out your opponent,"

Although Xia Yucheng is the first time to contact knife techniques, he still has some appearance when he draws a scoop according to the gourd under the teaching of Feng Hao's hand. It's just that the strength in his hands is too much worse, and it seems that his movements are weak.

Feng Hao stood aside and laughed in a low voice: "Are you embroidering?"

When he smiled, his amber eyes flashed and flashed, revealing a demonic color, and with that handsome face that was almost suffocating, it could be regarded as a seduction, but it was not too much to be called a demon.

Because of his ridiculous tone, coupled with Zhu Huan beside him, Xia Yucheng's face was a little unbearable. He stopped moving, blushed and said, "It's the first time, and if you practice more in the future, it will definitely be better." Even if I can't beat you, at least I can protect myself!"

"Yes, for the first time, you're pretty good. But strength, you can't practice it in a day or two. I think it's better to forget it, stay with me, where do you get the extra energy to practice swordsmanship. With that kung fu and strength, it's better to ...... Let's practice!"

His unscrupulous words made Xia Yucheng's face even redder, as if he could drip blood.

Feng Hao took the knife from her hand casually, and handed it to Zhu Huan, "Zhu Huan, take it back and put it away!"

"Yes, my lord!" Zhu Huan respectfully took the knife, put it into its sheath, and then saluted and turned to leave.

"Do you know what a man's knife is?" Feng Hao asked, looking at the white clouds in the distance.

"Well, it's strength, it's bravery, it's determination, it's respect for the opponent, and self-confidence in yourself!" Xia Yucheng thought about the fierce battle between the two big men just now, and said his understanding.

"Xia Yucheng, it turns out that you are not stupid!"

"You're stupid!" she glanced at him with disgust, "Hao, you...... Are you Chinese?"

Seeing that Feng Hao was in a good mood, Xia Yucheng finally had the courage to ask the doubts in his heart.

"Yes!" replied firmly.

"But...... But...... You all look so mysterious, and besides, they call you...... My lord...... If it's your employee, you should be called Mr. Feng or Mr. Feng, otherwise it's okay if there is less wind!" Xia Yucheng didn't want to be nosy, but he was afraid that Feng Hao was not a pure businessman.

If that's the case, one day he is unhappy, or she makes him unhappy, and the end must not be as simple as being driven away.

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