"Interesting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Yang Zisang made no secret of his appreciation.

Therefore, he will not be stingy with his reward for Zhou Yan.

What is his reward? That's what Zhou Yan wants?

Whatever Zhou Yan wants, Yang Zisang naturally gives it!

The sword in Yang Zisang's hand was trembling, and what was trembling might not be the sword itself, not just the sword itself, but the soul of the sword!

In front of Yang Zisang, he expressed his submission, and the sword returned to submission in Yang Zisang's hands.

A shock flashed in front of Zhou Yan's eyes, was that Yang Zisang? Or the sword in Yang Zisang's hand?

What does Zhou Yan want? He's going to kill ghosts! But what is the purpose of killing ghosts?

Kill to kill? Stopping the Dead with a Sword?

Or bring it to people, to bring this fragrance of death to ghosts!

Yang Zisang danced the long sword in his hand, leaving afterimages in the air.

The afterimage coincided little by little in the air, and bloomed little by little, as if it was a green lotus!

How fast is this to be able to call the afterimage of the sword and leave green lotuses in the air?

Yang Zisang is doing and singing, his swordsmanship is sharp, and his singing voice is clear!

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

A sword gathered from up, down, left, right, and in all directions towards the center, and the body of the sword suddenly became extremely bright, as if it had been washed in snow. The sword body crossed in front of him, like a white horse galloping, slashing from a high place, and it seemed to be a meteor.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

In front of him, countless sword lights, countless afterimages converged, and finally condensed into a green lotus, the green lotus emitted a faint glimmer, but it could be completely illuminated, and Yang Zisang's whole body, from head to toe, every place, every part, was not spared, not even a little bit of dust, not even a little dirt!

Gently flick the sleeves of your shirt and sweep away the dust in exchange for a clean body!

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. ”

The lotus flower that was originally condensed in front of him changed again, blooming and withering continuously...... Bloom, then wither. Life and death, endless, never extinguished!

Yang Zisang danced the sword to Xing, and his complexion was much ruddy, like drinking alcohol. It was as if he was drunk, and he laughed and shouted:

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

Qinglian finally rose and flew into the air, ushering in the most glorious moment of its short and gorgeous life, and at the same time the heaviest and most tragic moment!

Under the starry night, it is its most gorgeous bloom, and each petal is an afterimage, a long-cherished thought, and a world.

Under the starry sky, it blooms brighter than the stars!

This is...... Swordsmanship?

In so many years of study, Zhou Yan is still more concerned about reading, so he doesn't spend too much time reading novels and watching TV series. But also because he has a good partner, Li Muzi, it also makes him understand more or less.

The one in front of me is clearly the swordsmanship that only exists in the novel!

Yang Zisang lifted the green lotus into the air, ended all his actions, withdrew his sword, and then stood in place, without moving, as if he hadn't moved at all.

He looked at Zhou Yan and saw the surprise in Zhou Yan's eyes, but he was still indifferent, and said lightly: "This is the "Qinglian Swordsmanship", according to legend, it is Li Bai's swordsmanship, although the statements are different, but it can't change the fact that this is a set of upper-level swordsmanship. You just did what I just practiced and practiced three times a day from now on...... So be it! ”

That's it? What's it?

Zhou Yan didn't react, so he still looked at Yang Zisang with a shocked expression.

Did you teach anything just now?

It's just that he rehearsed the side in front of Zhou Yan's eyes, how could Zhou Yan remember it?

Zhou Yan is not a peerless genius who was not born in those martial arts novels, he has the ability to never forget, and then has a strong understanding.

No! Zhou Yan is just an ordinary junior high school graduate, no different from ordinary people, at best, his high school entrance examination score is higher than others......

So when Zhou Yan heard Yang Zisang's instructions, he was surprised, stunned, and even more frightened!

It's fear and trembling!

"Teacher...... I...... No......" Zhou Yan hurriedly refused, trying to show mercy to Yang Zisang and was willing to explain it to himself.

Yang Zisang smiled.

And then?

This starry night became brighter and clearer.

The step became solid, too, and there was the ground.

Are you on the original rooftop?

It's just that Yang Zisang, who was originally holding on to the fence and looking up at the starry sky, is gone.

It looks like it's getting light......

"Yang Jersey! You bad girl! Come here! See if I don't kill you! ”

In the early morning, it was a harmonious place, enjoying the silence of the morning. But it was broken without mercy for a burst of noise.

"Hehehe! Gao Ziming, you big idiot! I can't even tell the difference between bread and foam board, hahahaha, it's really home! ”

The girl's crisp laughter like Ling'er should have been very pleasant in this early morning, but it was a pity that the sound of hurried footsteps was destroyed, and in the end it could only become a noise