Xia Ji didn't point out what exercises Xueruyi had, didn't point out any problems with her, and didn't say a few words, and the other party suddenly realized such a situation.

Every master has his own comprehension and his own qi.

Therefore, Xia Ji is just helping her to do her best.

The two chopsticks did not strike each other like lightning, but just like the push hand of Tai Chi, the tips of the chopsticks were on each other, slowly performing moves.

What is not fast is the speed of drawing the sword.

However...

Who can guarantee that their sword drawing speed is the fastest in the world?

Instinct is about intuition.

However...

Unless you fight in the Shura field to the point where you have developed the feeling of killing, who can guarantee that you can win by instinct?

And if you don't think about it, maybe you will be killed in this Jianghu long ago.

It's a process of going from something to nothing.

The move is dead, and the man is alive.

There are not many people in this world who really use death moves.

Xia Ji knows a lot of swordsmanship, including the Huifeng Dancing Willow of Qingfeng Mountain of Daomen, including the Dugu Nine Swords of the Untransmitted Method, including the Assassination Method of the Red Mansion, including the Hidden Blade Sword of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, the Ice Cold Sword controlled by an assassin of the Thunderstorm Hall with extremely cold true qi, and the left-handed sword and a series of swordsmanship of the righteous and evil paths.

He put away his long chopsticks and hung them slightly in the air, "Let's cut my hands." ”

Blood Ruyi nodded, and cautiously put on his starting hand.

The two long chopsticks went halfway again.

Each hides its own moves and back-hands.

The moment when the chopsticks touch.

Xia Ji shouted softly: "Break." ”

His long vermilion chopsticks had already touched Blood Ruyi's wrist...

The two had the same speed, and the trajectory was completely visible to the naked eye, and Blood Ruyi was stunned.

She knew that if it was really a fight just now, she would have died with just one sword.

The chopsticks are put away again.

Confront each other.

Then they slowly attacked each other.

"Broken. ”

The long chopsticks held by Xia Ji suddenly protruded forward, sandwiched between his fingers, and the length of this point was completely ahead of the other party, which made the tip of the chopsticks point on the fingers of the blood Ruyi.

The girl in the goose yellow shirt felt the touch of her fingers, and was a little incredulous, "Come again." ”

The third time.

"Broken. ”

Fourth.

"Broken. ”

...

Eighteenth.

"Broken. ”

Eighteen times, eighteen different ways to break.

Then Xia Ji slowly began to explain again, and let Xue Ruyi use his own means to break his eighteen moves with the original sword style.

Ah Qing, who was driving, listened attentively, and she was extremely envious.

She naturally knew that this young man was the master of her master, and it was really a great opportunity for her to get guidance.

But it didn't take long for her to be replaced.

She listened happily to the guidance of this young man who seemed to be a disciple but was actually unfathomable.

More than an hour passed in an instant, Ah Qing only felt that he hadn't heard enough, and later he knew that this kind of guidance was extremely difficult to find, and he could already be stained with the master's light for more than an hour.

It's just that Ah Qing is very confused.

This young man's identity is innocent, and he is the younger brother of the current queen Xia Ning, so according to his age, he should be just seventeen, right?

But what he has seen, heard, his understanding of martial arts, his understanding of people's hearts, and even his game of tricks, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a rejuvenated old monster...

The impact of this strange contradiction, coupled with Xia Ji's skin that can be described as a little white face, made Ah Qing very dazed.

How can there be such characters in this world?

At this time.

The speed of the carriage had slowed down.

According to the planning of the route, tonight you need to stay in the field for a night in the downstream section of Luoshui.

Then spend the night and arrive in the next city the next day.

This is also the place where Xia Ji carefully selected to be assassinated.

He looked at the terrain of this place and said directly: "Prepare to prepare, at night... They're coming. ”

Ah Qing and Blood Ruyi were particularly curious.

How does this trick of controlling other people's plans work?

But neither of them questioned it, but each took a qi nourishing pill and sat cross-legged in silence, just waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Surprise attack?

This is impossible.

Xia Ji's divine consciousness shrouded the surrounding area for dozens of miles, and by the Luoshui after the rain, the moonlight was bright, there was no one in the four fields, and the spring breeze was light, so it could be said that his induction would not be affected by any environmental factors.

After midnight is the time when people are most sleepy and tired.

Xia Ji opened his eyes and said lightly: "Here, nine people, subject to the carriage in front of the carriage, three people in the direction of one o'clock, six people in the direction of eight o'clock, about five minutes later." ”

Ah Qing and Xue Ruyi glanced at each other, the two of them had been recuperating all night, and at this time, the medicinal effect had been reconciled, and the true qi was full.

Ah Qing grabbed an emerald green empty bamboo pole and flew in a little direction.

Blood Ruyi held the fierce sword and went in the direction of eight o'clock.

The two of them had just received the master's guidance during the day, and the effect of the medicine was exerted at this time, and they were completely full of fighting spirit.

Watching the two of them fly away, Xia Ji touched his stomach: "As soon as I talk like this, I suddenly can't sleep, I'm a little hungry, let's have supper together?"

Murong Yanran burst out laughing.

This is one of the reasons why she voluntarily was controlled by the idols of the Lord.

If it weren't for this kind of character of the Lord, no matter how strong the Lord was, she would not be controlled voluntarily.

"Lord, when you say this, Yanran is also hungry. ”

Xia Ji said: "You go to catch fish, I'll get some mountain vegetables, the reason why I chose this place is that I see a lot of practical vegetables not far away." ”

Murong Yanran was stunned, as the first white peach blossom on the Hundred Flowers List, it was the first time that a man made a request of "you go catch fish".

She suddenly had a feeling that she hadn't grown up yet, and no one was still asking about the girl.

"Good. ”

So, this Yin Si Meng Po ran to the edge of Luoshui, picked up her trousers, and carefully stepped on the slippery cobblestone at the water's edge, there would be a lot of small fish swimming between the stone gaps, she held a simple wooden thorn, raised her hand to observe.

From time to time, the thorns shot out like lightning.

What Meng Po knows is not just the [Little Star Shift Phaseless Method], she has extremely rich experience, and with the collection of books of the Gusu family, she can use many exercises.

If these fish knew that they had died at the hands of the terrifying Yin Si Meng Po, they should have died without regrets.

And the Yama Heavenly Son of Yin Si is looking for mountain vegetables around.

Mountain bracken, spiny shoots, round-leaved hosta, black mountain mushroom...

He tugged at the lobe of his clothes, formed a small pocket, and then carried the vegetables into his arms.

The sound of fighting was already heard in the distance.

The sword roared.

From time to time, one or two screams rang out.

Obviously, Meng Po's Ah Qing and Blood Ruyi had already fought against the killers of the Holy Society.

Wait for the enemy to wear themselves out.

Mental calculation without intention.

Darkness against light.

Coupled with his daytime guidance, if this can't be won, it can only be said to be fate.

After a while...

In the distance, Ah Qing's delicate voice seemed to sound, as if he was in a bitter battle.

But Xia Ji and Murong Yanran didn't mean to see it at all.

"Lord, you see that this fish is clean, and it is big and fat..."

"Well, I've already dealt with the wild vegetables, the roots of the thorny shoots are carved with a cross, the hosta is cut into small pieces, the mountain mushrooms are gridded, and the bracken is a little astringent, forget it, throw it away... Others can be stuffed into the belly of the fish, which will be more delicious. ”

In the distance, Ah Qing and Blood Ruyi were fiercely fighting with the assassins.

And the two main masters are carefully preparing for tonight's supper...

Until the wind and waves are calm in the distance.

Ah Qing and Blood Ruyi were covered in blood, and when they walked back from the dense forest, the two of them only saw their master, and the master's master, sitting by the campfire with no heart and lungs, discussing topics such as "do you bring salt", "do you have pepper particles", "I can't eat spicy" and so on...