The third and fifteenth time the girl in red bowed to the ink rain

"Good!good!good!" the old man laughed: "The little doll is good at swordsmanship and light skills." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info your sword is an ancient weapon, called 'Tengjiao Sword'. ”

"Old-timers have good eyesight. Long Jing said.

The old man said: "You two dolls go together, and the old man wants to see how much ability you have." ”

Long Jing glanced at Bingshuang, turned back to the old man and said, "Senior, Xiaosheng doesn't want to be rude to the senior......

"What is rude," the old man waved his hand impatiently, "The old man told you to go up, so you should hurry up." ”

"Good. Bingshuang smiled: "Brother Jing, the two of us will fight with him." ”

When Long Jing heard her say this, his heart was sweet: "Okay." Old-timers, such a small student is offended. Before the words fell, the sword shook, and countless sword flowers flashed out and attacked the old man's face. At the same time, the frost white silk has also flown in, wanting to entangle the old man's crutches.

The two of them are one rigid and one soft, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, but the old man is extraordinary, and the crutches sweep, sharpen, stab, and block are unpredictable.

The girl in red had already dismounted, picked up the leather whip on the ground, and walked to the old woman's side, at this time the arrogance between her eyebrows faded, but there was an extra layer of confusion.

The old woman smiled and watched with a calm expression.

The girl in red pulled the old woman's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Grandma, tell grandpa not to fight." ”

The old woman didn't reply, and said, "You know your grandfather's temper, and whoever is willing to listen to it." ”

Mo Ai and Bao Hong glanced at each other, and then they all turned their heads to stare at the field, and they couldn't help frowning more and more worried.

The girl in red pursed her lips, her face full of displeasure.

It turned out that there had been a strange and subtle change in her girl's heart, she was angry and wanted to hit someone, but she was blocked by Long Jing, and she couldn't help but feel angry at Long Jing in her heart.

Think about her living on a small island in the East China Sea with her grandparents and parents since she was a child, there is no one else on the island except their family, even counting the servants in the family, and only she is a child, although her mother gave birth to a little brother last year, but her grandparents still spoil her and love her, and the whole family still regards her as a pearl in the palm of her hand, a little princess in her heart, she can do whatever she wants, it is common to beat and scold servants, and she has been scolded several times.

Therefore, when Mai Xiaobao scolded her, she thought that she should beat him, and then Long Jing was unyielding and personable, which made her girl's heart pound. Therefore, naturally he couldn't bear to hurt his grandfather.

Long Jing Bingshuang and the old man had exchanged hundreds of moves, but the old man's staff technique was endlessly changing, and his skills were endless, and there was no sign of weakening at all.

Seeing that the frost flying and jumping action was still fast, but the breath was short, the fragrance was drenched in sweat, and after fighting for a while, I was afraid that I would be defeated, so I couldn't help but be secretly anxious. However, the old man's martial arts moves are constantly changing, although he is old, his skills are not reduced, and he has rich experience in battle, so he can't find the slightest flaw.

Long Jing saw that the frost was a little unbearable, and his heart ached, and he was anxious to win a move and a half, with a "ape claw fighting tiger" in his left hand, and a sword in his right hand "Autumn Wind Shocking Cicada" at the same time.

The old man's figure flashed, and the sword brushed against his shirt. With a swing of his cane, he hit Long Jing's right arm, and Long Jing's right arm was in pain, and the sword almost fell off.

Seeing that Long Jing was injured, Bingshuang's heart hurt more than when he was beaten, and the white silk in his hand shook, like a silver dragon flying straight to the old man, and at the same time asked eagerly: "Brother Jing, how are you?" The tone revealed anxiety, heartache and too much concern.

Long Jing's heart was sweet, and he smiled slightly, "It's okay for me." ”

The two cared more about each other than themselves, as long as the old man's crutches hit each other, they would rush over to help them desperately, and the old man often changed his tactics to attack the other person halfway.

This one only cares about saving the other party and ignores himself, the old man changes his tricks to fight back, this one is in danger, and the other is also in danger when he sees it. The old man seemed to have seen through the intentions of the two, and the cane palm struck at one person, never using the old, waiting for the other person to come to save and change his move to hit the other. After a few moves, Jingshuang was in a hurry and in danger.

Suddenly, the old man's crutches hit the top of Frost's head, the Frost White Silk had already been used, it was too late to save him, Long Jing didn't care about anything else, a little under his feet, a move "Move to the Palace" pounced on Frost, his left arm was stretched, he had already held her in his arms, and stopped her sideways, and the old man's crutches were hitting him on the back without being biased or oblique.

Long Jing received a heavy blow on his back, only to feel a pain in his heart, and a fishy sweetness rushed up his throat, and he was busy suppressing it.

When the girl in red saw Long Jing blocking a staff for Frost, her heart suddenly became anxious, painful and sour, and she couldn't help but shout: "Grandpa!"

Mo Ai and the others were shocked, shouting and rushing to rescue.

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, Yu'er, grandpa will beat you with another cane." As he spoke, he raised his cane again.

Bingshuang was anxious, painful, hateful and sad in her heart, but Long Jing hugged her tightly with one arm, unable to move, so she had to call anxiously: "Senior, please don't fight." ”

"No! Grandpa. The girl in red also hurriedly shouted.

"Yu'er," the old man stopped his cane, turned around and smiled, "Don't you want grandpa to be angry for you?

The girl in red stomped her feet, frowned, and said coquettishly, "If I say no, don't, if you don't stop, I won't call you grandpa again." ”

"Okay," the old man turned around, "My good granddaughter said that if you don't fight, you won't fight." ”

When Long Jing saw the old man walking away, his spirit was relieved, and he couldn't hold back anymore, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow.

Bingshuang hurriedly supported him, his heart was very painful, and he shouted with a crying voice: "Brother Jing!"

Mo Ai and others also rushed over and surrounded him to ask.

The old woman came over and said kindly, "Young man, it doesn't matter. The old body has a pill elixir here, which can relieve pain. As he spoke, he reached over and saw a pink pill in his palm.

Mo Ai glanced at Long Jing and stretched out his hand to take it: "Thank you, senior." ”

Long Jing took a breath and said lightly: "The seniors are kind, and the little students understand it." I didn't dare to accept the pill, so I asked my seniors to take it back. ”

Mo Ai was in a hurry, and it was hard to say anything.

Bingshuang said: "Brother Jing, the old woman is kind to send ......"

"Brother Mo, pay it back!" Long Jing was slightly angry, and his tone became heavier.

Mo Ai paused and handed the pill back to the old woman.

The old woman kept looking at Long Jing, and when she saw this, she took the pill and said, "The young man is so backbone." My old man has this foul temper, thinking that only his granddaughter is a baby. I'm sorry, but I'm here to accompany you. ”

"Don't dare to be. Long Jing said: "Xiaosheng's skills are not as good as others, and he has nothing to say." However, he gasped again, held back the discomfort in his heart, and said firmly: "When the road is uneven, Xiaosheng still has to take care of it, no matter what kind of person the other party is." ”