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Duan Chengcheng was alone in the open space outside the corridor, his eyes slightly closed, and his dantian was angry, trying to find the slightest internal force in his body, but the final result was even worse than she expected.

Not only is there no internal strength, but even the physical fist technique can't be beaten, with her now, she can't even do a backflip, but it will also affect the injuries on her body, and the severe pain is like being torn in half.

The old man sat quietly under the eaves, secretly observed her kung fu with a bag of cigarettes, and shook his head while looking at it, it seems that the previous martial arts were very clean, and there was not even a little fur left.

He picked up three stones and flicked them away, and the stones rushed towards her body in three places, and her instinctive reaction allowed her to avoid the stones that hit her head, but the other two fell on her left stone leg, and her face changed in pain.

The old man squinted, fortunately, her reflexes are still there, no matter how she said that people who had been in a hundred battles before would no longer know martial arts, and they would not forget how to dodge and save their lives.

She followed the direction where the stone came, turned around and glared at the old man who was sitting under the eaves with a leisurely face, and did not speak with a cold face, but her eyes had already explained everything, and she was very angry.

The old man took a puff of cigarette and gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and he said, "Don't stare at people like that, your injuries are almost better, and the little old man wants to try it to see how many normal reactions you have left." ”

"What about the result......" she asked with a cold face.

"The result is very good, there is no martial arts left." He said.

Duan Qingcheng held a pair of cold eyes, "I don't have any martial arts at all, you seem to be very happy." ”

"It's okay if you lose that kind of martial arts." The old man put the cigarette pouch on the stone and knocked it, pouring all the ashes, "I remember that the little old man reminded you before, that kind of internal force and knife technique are not suitable for you at all." ”

Her eyes flowed, pulling the corners of her lips, and she felt a little helpless and lost, "It's useless to say that it's not suitable now, it's already useless anyway......"

The old man listened to her words, and was not in a hurry to say more, but just sat where he was, looking at her with an unfathomable expression.

"Do you still want to learn?" He asked.

"What ...... learn" Duan Qingcheng frowned, not understanding what this old man meant.

"There are many ways to practice martial arts, and you don't necessarily have to use internal force, but you have to suffer more than before." He said.

When she heard this, a little surprise flashed in her eyes, "Are you willing to teach me?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that." The old man untied the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip of wine and said: "But the premise is that you have to tell me why you still want to practice martial arts, if it's for revenge, then forget it, little old man, I don't want to help you create a killing ...... again."

"Even if you teach me martial arts, I won't be able to take revenge, you don't know how strong that person is." She said.

Whenever she recalls the situation when she fought against that person, she is afraid for no reason, such a powerful opponent, even Gongzi Xuan is not an opponent, let alone her.

Seeing her changed face, the old man just grinned fearlessly: "You have to understand a truth, a person's real strength does not lie in the outside, but in the inside. ”

"What do you mean?" She doesn't quite understand that the level of a person's martial arts often represents the division between strong and weak, and without a strong appearance, how can the heart become strong?

"I think he probably wants to tell you that in addition to the level of martial arts, the real strong man also depends on whether you can stick to your beliefs......"

A low and evil voice suddenly came, breaking Duan Chengcheng's contemplation, and she couldn't help frowning while she remained silent. Didn't the old man say that there was a formation outside, and no one could find it? How did this person appear again?

When the old man heard the sound, he had not swallowed a sip of wine, and he almost choked himself. He glanced at the person in Xuanyi who suddenly broke in, and shook his head helplessly: "Little Lao'er really underestimated you, I also deliberately changed the formation, but I still didn't stop you." ”

Gongzi Xuan approached, his phoenix eyes smiled, "If it weren't for the secret mark left when he was in the valley that day, this seat might not be able to enter today......"

"What are you doing here?" The old man glanced at him with disgust, but he felt a headache inexplicably. This person can come and leave as soon as he wants, so I'm afraid that he will never think about being pure in the future.

"Naturally, I'm here to give gifts." Gongzi Xuan said, placing the two jars of new wine in his hand in front of the old man, "The wine is just brewed with apricot blossoms, is this reason still sufficient?" ”

The old man looked at the two jars of wine in front of him, and couldn't help but look happy, it was a good thing, and he could smell the intoxicating fragrance through the lid. Hey, I didn't think this evil boy was quite sensible.

"That's it, for the sake of some people who are so sensible, I'll go back and sleep for a while, little old man." As he spoke, the old man picked up two jars of wine and left, and before entering the house, he glanced back at Duan Chengcheng, "Girl, remember to go back to the house to cook for a while, don't pay attention to the person who shouldn't be ......"

When Duan Chengcheng heard this, his face was black and white for a while, I don't know which one was bought by two jars of wine for the old disrespectful, he has the ability not to leave?

Besides, where will she cook? This old man is obviously manipulating her, right? In the past ten years, except for fighting and killing and swords, I have never done anything else, okay?

The old man returned to the house with wine, Gongzi Xuan looked at her stiff expression and stood in place, and a little smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, "I never knew that you could cook, it seems that your rebirth after this catastrophe has made you virtuous......"

"I won't, it's because he drinks too much and talks nonsense." She replied casually, wanting to turn around and leave, but she felt that it was not appropriate, although she had nothing to say to this person, but after all, he had saved herself many times. Thinking about it, she didn't know what to do, so she had to stand where she was, and just look away from him.

"It seems that it was right to leave you here in the first place, and it is good to see that you are recovering well." He said.

When she heard this, she just shook her head indifferently, "It's just a waste person, even I don't know it, is this a good thing." ”

"It's always good to be alive." He stood beside her, looking at the fading sky, as if relieved, "If you really die like that, then I will be sad......

She was silent, and did not dare to raise her eyes at him from beginning to end, and after hearing this, she could no longer stand still, and turned around silently to leave, but was quickly grabbed by his wrist and pulled back.

"Where are you going?" He pulled her closer, and saw a little panic flashing in her eyes, and the smile in her eyes became even stronger, "I've worked so hard to pull you back from the brink of death, aren't you going to say something to me?" ”

After the silence, she finally raised her indifferent eyes and looked at him defensively, "What do you want me to say......" (To be continued. )