Chapter 133: The Vinegar of Laughter
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Wan Yanmin asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He was worried that she wouldn't be able to take it.
"I told you, I don't have time. β
"What did Nan Aotian tell you?"
Wan Yan Min is sensitive. Nanyue's appearance was after returning from Nanfu.
Nanyue raised her head to look into the distance, and said frankly: "You want me to confuse your heart and explore your intentions to be a generation of demon queens." Help him take your world. β
"It seems that I'm not the only one who sees your worth. Wan Yanmin said.
I don't know when the two of them became so easy to talk.
"You're not afraid, I'll do what he says. He has my most important person in his hands. Nanyue fixed her gaze on a spot in the distant sky.
"Who?" asked Wan Yan Min, and even had a feeling of being in the air.
"My brother, you've seen it. β
"The most important person, that little ghost?" Wan Yanmin's tone was light, suppressing the inexplicable jealousy in his heart.
"My only relative in this world. Nanyue said.
The word "relatives" made Wan Yanmin's heart feel a little better, and the jealousy was also a little lighter.
"You don't have to be so frank, you don't know how to take my world as a bargaining chip for you and Nanxiang. β
That's a nice thing to say. Nanyue glanced at Yan Min with a faint and weak contempt, and said, "I don't think I have this ability. I'm not going to take it either. β
"Actually, you can try, maybe I'll lose. β
If the Gu in his body took his life at this moment, wouldn't he lose now. Wan Yan Min thought.
But really losing to her, not her father, is the best ending when you are at the end of the road.
Nanyue didn't hear the sad and desolate meaning in her words, thinking that he was just making fun of her. She knew that Wan Yan Min didn't completely hate her, and sometimes talked childish nonsense with her.
Like now.
So she ignored him.
The nonsense can't go on any longer.
"Teach me the second order. I won't take away what you've been cultivating for more than a decade, even if I could. I protect my people, using my own methods. Nanyue said lightly.
My people, those three words sound so pleasant. Wan Yanmin was a little jealous of Ah Xing.
Nanyue was already waiting for him with a sword. Wan Yanmin was still sitting on the ground, as if he had an inertia of dependence on the ground.
When both parties are serious to the same extent, boys of the same age will actually be a little more naΓ―ve than girls.
The disparity in strength on weekdays is all an illusion.
Girls, especially smart girls, often have excellent acting skills, and when it is not so critical, on a breezy day, they choose to cover up their sadness with innocence. But when the storm hits, they tend to be strong and independent. So independent that it doesn't need anyone's help, and can even show incredible indifference.
Nanyue urged Wan Yanmin, and it was this kind of indifference that bloomed in her eyes.
Nanyue's changes made Wan Yanmin lose his usual desire for control and self-confidence, and the impenetrable veil in her eyes caused him to doubt, unease, and speculation, and even made a low posture of obedience like a ghost. He finally picked up his sword and began to teach her the tricks of the second order of swordsmanship.
After the first order passed, Nanyue was no longer a novice, and the two of them could use their minds to transmit sounds.
So the two chased their fate in silence.
Wan Yan Min raised his sword, and the long sword was magnificently swung straight out, and Nan Yue followed. The moonlight dissolves into the snow, casting sword shadows and human figures juxtaposed on the ground. When it comes to holding swords, both of them are extremely serious. The wind blows in the clothes, and the blooming clothes scatter and fly uninhibitedly, and two huge lotus flowers, one black and one white, bloom in the night. The sword succumbs to the phalanges, and disobeys the phalanges, entangled with the misty night air, the body of the sword is hard, and the soul of the sword is soft.
The two of them are in excellent spirits, their spirits are gathered, and they forget about things. Wan Yan Min's light-taking long sword slashed a bright flame blue in the air, and the moment the arc of the sword dissipated, it left an active and transparent air wave. Man and sword, clothes and bones, light and shadow, no longer as harmonious as at this time.
Until Nanyue fell heavily without warning.
She despised the rules, defied the will of time, and her body, exhausted to the extreme, finally gave a punitive resistance. The wooden sword flew out uncontrollably, and the recoiling sword qi gave Nanyue a heavy blow. She threw her hands on the ground, protecting her vital chest and abdomen.
Seeing this, Wan Yanmin hurriedly put away his sword, half of it was beside Nanyue, and probed her pulse.
There were no internal injuries, just too much exertion, so much that he collapsed. Cold hands.
Wan Yanmin picked up Nanyue's body from the ground and protected her with half an arm.
The sudden warmth made Nanyue feel an uncomfortable panic, and she subconsciously wanted to break away.
Wan Yanmin helped her sit up and stopped the signs of her movements.
Nanyue's shoulders were already extremely clear, but at this moment, she curled up slightly inward because of nervousness, and the whole person was like a frightened cat. Despite the wide support behind her, she did not dare to lean on it with all her might.
No matter how solid a place is, if it can't reassure her, it won't let her settle down.
"I told you a long time ago, step by step. When I was nine years old, I was in the same mood as you at the moment, and I almost went crazy. β
It was like a reprimand, but there was no indifference in his voice as before, just clarity. Like a fountain in the ear.
"It's too slow. Nanyue's lips moved slightly, with weakness and deep disappointment.
"You've passed the first level in just a few days. What else do you want? The distress in Wan Yanmin's words was a little irrepressible. Nanyue heard the sound of her heart beating strongly in her ears.
"At this rate, I won't be able to catch up with you soon. β
Nanyue asked seriously. His eyes were fixed on the sword in the distance.
These words made Wan Yanmin feel a faint discomfort.
Even if it's talented. Could it be that the Ninth Order, which he had only cultivated in more than ten years, could be easily caught up by her in just a few months. You must know that in addition to the shadow factor of fourteen years ago, the lonely height in Wan Yanmin's bones is more or less partly because he is indeed superior to others.
Nanyue's words made him feel slightly humiliated.
For the first time in twenty years, he was despised for his inferior talent. And Nanyue despised him without knowing it.
Wan Yanmin's heart is extremely delicate at the moment. But he honestly gave the answer: "If you keep doing this rate, it will be a few months at least and a year at most." β
Nanyue's chagrin was swept away by this answer, and the essence in her eyes flashed over.
One year at most, she can reach the ninth order in a year at most!
"You don't have to be happy too soon, it's going to be harder and harder. Wan Yanmin saw the sparkle in her eyes and struck a blow at the right time.
Nanyue looked at him with a strange expression.
Why did this guy with an unrivaled IQ answer her question so long in his reflex arc, and there was a subtle sourness in his tone.
Wan Yanmin was stared at by Nanyue, and his expression was unnatural.
This shallow unnaturalness was caught by Nanyue.
She turned around and brought her face closer to Wan Yanmin's face, calmly and carefully analyzing the changes in his facial muscles.
Wan Yanmin was caught off guard by her sudden approach, even more confused and uncomfortable, and the lines on her eyebrows were a little deeper.
Nanyue stared at Yan Min for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing, as if the low depression of the night did not exist at all. And the laughter grew louder and louder, echoing in the air, and finally the laughter was uncontrollable. until you bury your whole face between your arms on your knees.
When she raised her head, Wan Yanmin saw an uncontrollably flushed face. (To be continued.) )