The group of people walked and stopped, and encountered several chases, but they were wonderfully easy to resolve. Not only were several people not hurt by the turmoil of Xuanling Grass, but they were able to recuperate during the time when they had to pause every time they were chased. Mao Qing's injury is almost healed, and the biggest improvement is Qin Xiang, in just a few days, there has been a qualitative leap in internal force cultivation.

Qin Xiang, who was defeated with a wooden sword in his hand, took the handkerchief handed over by Ouyang Lingling, wiped his face, hugged his fist at Yu Qingyang, and said with some annoyance, "Second Senior Brother, why is this martial arts move even more difficult to learn than internal force, this set of swordsmanship, I have practiced it for so long and I am still not proficient!" ”

Yu Qingyang packed up his long sword and replied in a deep voice, "Senior Brother said that there is an internal force sealed in your body, and the Dao Law Heart Sutra he gave you is to disperse this internal force. The reason why you feel that it is easy to practice internal strength is because it is already stored in your body. As for this swordsmanship, there is no shortcut to be achieved overnight, and if you want to really understand it and do it with one mind and spirit, you must practice more. Don't be impetuous! ”

Qin Xiang hurriedly saluted again and replied, "Qin Xiang respectfully obeys the teachings of the second senior brother!" ”

Li Jiang, who was sitting on the side watching the battle, rolled his eyes with envy and jealousy, and said sarcastically: "If you want to become a big fat man in one bite, there will only be two endings, either you will be strangled to death or you will be choked to death!" ”

Ouyang Lingling has watched Qin Xiang grow up with her own eyes in the past few days, and she has become more and more dependent on and likes her, how can she tolerate insults from others at will. After hearing Li Jiang's words, he immediately muttered in a low voice, "If you can't eat grapes, say that grapes are sour!" ”

Qin Xiang hurriedly turned his head and glared at her. smiled apologetically at Li Jiang.

Li Jiang only rolled his eyes back, stood up and patted the soil on his buttocks, and said lazily, "Whether the grapes are sweet or sour, the people who want to eat them know for themselves." Look at a grape trellis and think you've eaten it, idiot! ”

Yu Qingyang couldn't help but shake his head, walked over and patted Li Jiang on the shoulder, turned back to Qin Xiang and the two and said, "Okay, that's all for today's practice." Let's go back and clean up. It's important to hurry! ”

Qin Xiang pulled Ouyang Lingling's wrist to stop her seizure, and responded with a smile, "I know the second senior brother!" ”

After Li Jiang and Yu Qingyang left, Qin Xiang opened his mouth to reprimand. "Lingling. That's my third brother. How can you be disrespectful!

Ouyang Lingling was angry and aggrieved, choked up and said, "I'm dedicated to you, but you still blame me." My home is gone. Daddy is gone, and now even you want to dislike me and don't want me? ”

Qin Xiang only felt that one head was two big, so he had to persuade softly, "My third senior brother is like that on weekdays, he is casual and uninhibited, and he speaks very casually. I know you're doing it for my good, but~"

Ouyang Lingling said angrily: "Are you stupid? When did he see you as a junior brother? He is just jealous of your progress and afraid that you will surpass him. Mrs. Qin gave up her life so that Mao Qing could teach you well, not for them to join forces to bully you! ”

Qin Xiang's face sank, and the hand holding Ouyang Lingling tightened unconsciously, and the other party who was in pain couldn't help but let out an "ah" cry of pain.

Qin Xiang's expression was shocked, he hurriedly relaxed, and asked apologetically, "Are you okay, I'm sorry, I, I'm a little out of control for a while!" ”

Ouyang Lingling didn't care about her wrist, she noticed Qin Xiang's unusualness. Just now she seemed to smell a cruel murderous aura, and this murderous aura came from the seemingly weak and gentle young man in front of her.

"Qin Xiang, you, are you okay?" Ouyang Lingling asked hesitantly.

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, rubbed Ouyang Lingling's hair with a smile, and said, "Fool, I hurt you, but you asked me in turn, 'Are you okay?'" I think you're the stupidest fool in our group! It's time for us to go, if we don't leave, senior brother, they should wait in a hurry! ”

Ouyang Lingling looked sideways at Qin Xiang who was gently holding her, the sun shining on the other party's soft outline, so harmless, so tender. She suddenly felt that she might be really neurotic to the point of being stupid, otherwise how could she suspect that the brutal murderous aura came from the thin teenager in front of her?

Qin Xiang was holding Ouyang Lingling with one hand, while the other hand was holding the wooden sword so hard that the force was too strong, and the green tendons were violent. If Ouyang Lingling turned to the other side, she would definitely be stunned. How can two diametrically opposed expressions be displayed on the same face. One is as gentle as water, the other is as cruel as a devil crawling out of hell.

Ah Yin felt that the past few days were even more depressing than being locked in the house by Jishan's bull's nose and carrying a hundred scriptures. In the empty room, there was not even a single figure. She tried to escape, but found that it was as hard as iron, and there was not even a rat hole.

She wanted to vent her frustration, but she couldn't even find anything that could fall. It made her want to grow claws and scratch a hole in the ground!

"Ah~~~~~~h She spread out on the ground in a "big" shape in frustration, kicking her legs in frustration.

After lying quietly for an unknown amount of time, she heard the familiar footsteps of the past few days. Ayin stared at the sky, her big black and white eyes turned back and forth, and her eyebrows couldn't help but jump as the footsteps approached.

With a "squeak", the heavy door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man walked in with a pitch-black wooden bowl, stopped three steps away from Ayin, and did not speak, nor approached!

Ayin's heart fluttered and beat fast, because she smelled the wind, the smell of freedom. The middle-aged man did not react, and took two steps forward, leaning forward slightly, as if to check whether Ayin was asleep or awake. said that it was too late, and at the moment when the middle-aged man probed, Ayin suddenly rose into the air and ran towards the open door.

"Wowhaha, the master is free~ Knock! Syllable! Oops~"

The light was in front of him, but it was violently bounced back. Ayin unwillingly raised his foot and kicked it, but in the void, there seemed to be thousands of barriers blocking the way.

Ah Yin was so angry that he turned around and ran to the middle-aged man, tiptoed and pointed at the other party's nose and asked, "Why is it still not good, I obviously saw you walk in like this!" Say, "What kind of barrier has been set up?" ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ah Yin expressionlessly, and only said that the wooden bowl in his hand was lifted again. The dark red liquid inside shook with his movements, and a faint cold breath came. This is what Ayin must take every day in addition to three meals a day.

At first, Ayin thought it was blood, and refused to drink it, but after being poured once, he found that the liquid did not smell of blood at all. And every time I drink it, the inexplicable irritability in my body will be reduced a lot.

"You say I drank it?" Ah Yin squinted at the middle-aged man, but the other party still looked back at her expressionlessly, not shaking his head or nodding.

Ayin was even more frustrated, raised her head and drank the liquid from the bowl, handed the bowl back, and then lay on the ground in a daze. The middle-aged man silently turned away, and with a creak, the door closed again. Then, the footsteps slowly faded away.

Ayin kicked again in annoyance, only to hear the sound of objects scraping against the ground. (To be continued.) )