"Why did the color of this little thing suddenly change a little?" Xiao Yu stared at it for a long time, hesitated again and again, and still couldn't help asking.

"The color of this symbol is related to the owner's strength level. After training for so long, it is possible that the force value you have has quietly appreciated. ”

Glancing at the red flame symbol, Nangong Ping said a little absent-mindedly.

"But why did it suddenly jump wildly? Did you make it? Xiao Yu's curiosity was out of control.

"It's not." Nangong Ping nodded thoughtfully: "It's possible that an ally of our family has arrived nearby and is trying to summon colleagues with this thing." ”

"Reasoning, it's impossible for them to find Yu'er. So, could it be that they're looking for you? Xiao Yu continued to speculate curiously.

"Even if you look for this king, it's not surprising. Do you think that this king can be like you, free to go wherever he wants? Don't hurry up and practice yesterday's sword moves! All day long, you only know that you are not ashamed to carry a short blade around and slash around, and this king is still embarrassed! ”

"That sword move, what is worth practicing again and again? It's too simple, please see! ”

Drawing his sword and getting up, on that grass, Xiao Yu began to dance.

A few simple formulas, but rich in countless tricks, one by one at once, obviously, not as easy as said.

When the dance was in full swing, the snow-bright sword formed a clear light curtain around Xiao Yu, which was very beautiful.

Xiao Yu urged his true strength and danced with all his might.

I only thought in my heart:

You can't go wrong! You can't go wrong! That guy must not be allowed to see any flaws and let him look down on himself again!

Isn't it just a few sword moves, just perform well, and let you see the innate understanding and strength of the old lady!

Sweating profusely, after demonstrating all the sword moves, Xiao Yu secretly pricked up his ears, and waited for a long time, but he didn't hear half a point of applause.

Not even a single voice.

Could it be that this girl is still not good enough to practice swordsmanship this time?

Xiao Yu muttered in his heart.

Putting away the sword beautifully and getting up, wiping off the sweat, Xiao Yu took a look around:

On the grass, there was silence everywhere, and there was not a single figure.

Hey, what about people? Just now, wasn't it still there? It's only been a while, where did he run out?

Xiao Yu's doubts rose, and he hugged the sword, tilted his head, and searched around.

After looking around for a long time, Xiao Yu realized that the prince of Nangong, who was dressed in red, was under a flower tree, bowing his head and saying something to someone.

Seeing Xiao Yu walking over, Nangong Ping lowered his head and said something, only waved his hand simply.

The guy who seemed to be talking about it was in the middle of a moment, and immediately disappeared like a shadow.

Only the prince of Nangong, who was like a jade tree of Zhilan, flicked his robe sleeves easily, leisurely, like a beauty in red, pretending to pick the flowers on the branch.

This guy must have some secrets that he doesn't want others to know, right?

Xiao Yu muttered in his heart, but his face was extremely cooperative, pretending not to see anything, and asked:

"Lord Wang, do you think, how did Yu'er's sword dance just now?"

"The sword move, this king didn't see it clearly. I only saw a ball of light rolling around there, which was beautiful, but I didn't know if it was practical. With a thick eyebrow, Nangong Ping raised the flower branch in his hand and continued slowly:

"That's it, Yu'er, you take the sword in your hand to attack this king, as long as you can cut off the three green leaves on this flower branch, this king will admit that you have passed the swordsmanship, and give you this Chixiao sword in your hand to use. How is it? ”