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"Small, get up quickly!" Early in the morning, Murong An's voice resounded outside Su Yuluo's door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I brought you fragrant buns!"

Su Yuluo thought of Murong An outside, and couldn't help but sneer, did he really think he was a weak woman.

"You come early in the morning, don't you have to sleep?"

She opened the door, looked at Murong An with a smile on her face coldly, and said nonchalantly: "I am not friends with you in the first place, so please don't bother me again in the future." ”

After speaking, he was about to close the door fiercely, but unexpectedly, one of Murong An's hands had already buckled on the doorknob, and the moment he closed the door, his hand grinned with pain: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Good sister, open the door quickly! ”

She had to reopen the door, but she didn't look at him anymore and walked straight back to the room.

Murong An pulled a ruffian smile again, put the steaming bun in his hand on the table, and said to Su Yuluo: "For the sake of me being injured, you can just smile!" You know, the girl who loves to laugh is the best-looking. ”

"I don't have to worry about you!" Su Yuluo said coldly.

"But seriously, do you dare to go all the way to this barren mountain to learn martial arts? Why aren't your parents worried......"

Hearing him mention his parents, her face sank suddenly, "I've already said it, I don't need you to take care of my affairs." After speaking, she flicked her right hand, and the bun was thrown to the ground by her. Without waiting for him to react, she walked out of the room.

"Eh, little one—"

Su Yuluo went to find his temporary master Ziliang according to Tian Youguang's request yesterday. I just looked for several places and asked several people, but everyone shook their heads, saying that they didn't know where Ziliang was.

Master...... Where exactly?

Just as she was wondering, she saw a figure dressed in green in the forest of the main hall, as if she was drunk...... The figure swayed, and the next moment it seemed as if it was about to fall......

Could he be his temporary master?

I don't know if it's a problem of my own dazzle, but when she gets closer and closer to the man in front of her, she sees the man's appearance clearly. He is a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, but the green clothes he wears have long been yellow and white, his eyes are empty and confused, and his chin is covered with black and dense stubble, which is completely sloppy. Unexpectedly, her chest swelled...... There was a thick wave of nausea, as well as disgust.

But these were not the most shocking to her.

He held a sword in his right hand, the blade of which was long gone, only half of the blade was missing.

Suddenly a flower appeared in front of her, and the silver light flashed over her eyes like an overwhelming sky, and in the next moment, the remnant sword had reached her shoulder, and the decadent body was also standing in front of her, staring at her tightly with cloudy and godless eyes: "You...... Who are you? Hiccup......" he said with a hiccup.

"Who told you to come here?!" He yelled at her, his hand instinctively grabbing her little hand.

"It hurts!" Su Yuluo let out a low cry. Zi Liangcai let go of his hand suddenly, as if he had sobered up a little, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"A little girl? - What can a little girl do? He muttered to himself.

"I'm here to learn martial arts!" She staggered back a few steps with wide eyes, trying to meet his. "Are you my temporary master, Ziliang?"

"Learn martial arts?! Hahaha...... "Ziliang withdrew the remnant sword in his hand, picked up the wine jar on the ground and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and then staggered and began to dance the sword again, laughing and laughing while dancing: "One...... Little Girl...... I want to learn...... Sword...... Let's see if you can learn—"

Before Su Yuluo could understand what he was talking about, the remnant sword in his hand was thrown into her arms violently, hitting her chest painfully, her hand shook slightly, and the remnant sword fell to the ground.

"Hmph, I can't even catch a sword, and I still want to learn martial arts?" Ziliang looked at her mockingly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a cold smile.

Su Yuluo glanced at Ziliang opposite, his small hand clenched tightly into a fist, and picked up the remnant sword on the ground.

It's so heavy! She had never thought that a sword would be so heavy, but she didn't want him to look down on her, so she gritted her teeth and held the sword tightly.

The corners of her mouth twitched, did he think she would back down this way? When hell freezes over.

"I'm not going to give up."

There was another cold snort, a chuckle, a few sips of wine, and then a heavy sigh. "Little girl, what's your name?"

"Su Yuluo." She took the sword, straightened up, looked him up and down, and asked, "Are you my temporary master?" ”

"What? Doesn't look like it? Or is it that someone like me can still teach people...... Martial arts? ”

"Yes!"

"Hehe, little girl, you are very honest!" Ziliang laughed again, but in an instant, he showed a contemptuous sneer: "However, since you want to learn swordsmanship from me, you have to listen to me for everything, and when I say east, you must not go west." I say go forward, and you must not go back. Have you ever understood? ”

"Yes, disciple understood."

"It's so quiet, give me a louder! When you come here to learn martial arts, don't think of yourself as a little girl anymore, otherwise, after a month, you will be the first to leave! Do you understand? Ziliang said sharply.

Su Yuluo paused, clenched his fists tighter again, and then replied loudly: "Yes, disciple understands!" ”

"Okay, then I'll teach you to start with the simplest! The first school: Zamabu. Of course, Zamabu is not as simple as you think, you hold this sword in your hand for me. If the sword falls off when I return, you can let me go. ”

"Yes."

She followed Ziliang's example and spread her legs apart, half-squatting, and when she held the sword in her hand again, her leg hurt so much that she couldn't hold it, and the pain made her unconscious.

Ziliang helped her get her in a pose and left, leaving her alone in the scorching sun.

I don't know how long it took, so long that she was about to lose the sensation in her legs, so long that she felt like she was going to faint in the next moment.

The pain in my mind was terrible, and a series of beads of sweat were dripping down, and I seemed to be hallucinating in front of my eyes. Her eyes were getting darker and darker, and the remnant sword in her hand began to tremble violently, and just when she was about to give up, she heard an extremely familiar ruffian voice in a trance:

"Little one, you're really good-looking! I thought you were just a showman! (To be continued.) )