Three hundred positive five flowers, overcoming thorns and thorns!

Three hundred anti-five flowers, anti-enemy opportunity!

Three hundred flat five flowers, sweeping thousands of troops!

"One, two, three, four......," she counted, and she deliberately turned her back to her body, telling herself not to look back, not to look at him.

Mo, don't look at him!, she said to herself.

If you don't go to see him, you won't be sad!

Didn't he want to let himself practice the whipping method well?

Don't look at him!

Come, look at this whip in your hand, make a goose double loop! The first circle is gaining momentum, and the second circle is powerful! The whip is a little longer, and the trajectory should be the most perfect!

The soft whip crackled in the air, and Ah Mo choked on the count, she let the tears fall wantonly, without affecting the coherent movements in her hands, and stubbornly let them dry on her face.

I don't even wipe it.

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He looked at her back and smiled with satisfaction.

Blood scrambled to spill out of his beautiful thin lips, and he finally couldn't stand anymore, hunched over and knelt on the ground, coughing in a suppressed silence.

It turned out that he, really, could no longer use force.

But he just flicked the whip a few times to scare her, and the sharp pain in his heart was like a mountain and a sea, as if he was going to tear him apart. He glanced at her with a wry smile, pressed his chest tightly, and tugged at the placket of his clothes with his fingers, crumpling the snow-white cotton robe into a mess.

One, two, three, four......

Coincidentally, he was also counting, just like her.

Count it, and you'll get a point.

He winced, biting his lip to keep himself from emitting.* The heart beating wildly in his chest, as if he wanted to teach him a hard lesson, seemed to burst open.

Every time he jumped, countless blood violently hit the tendons of his body, and he was lying on the ground, unable to even lift his head, taking a mouthful of blood.

Two hundred and fifty-six ...... Six hundred and forty-one ......

Minute by point, before she finishes nine hundred exercises, she must get better!

Look at her!, he yelled at himself.

As long as you look at her, you can get through, and it won't hurt so much.

The eyes are a little bloodshot and blurry. But it didn't matter, he saw it, it was her! That little shadow, that was her!

In the open field, the long whip echoed, raising bursts of snowflakes. She's practicing hard without distractions, so seriously.

300 positive five flowers! 300 reverse five flowers! Plus 300 flat five flowers!

Her technique is still a little unskillful, but the trajectory of each stroke is very full and smooth. Oh, look! she just made a goose-shaped double loop, and she is ready to be in place, and she is beautiful!

Very good, Momo. That's it.

You can't break your wings because of me.

I thought we could fly hand in hand, go to the blue sky and sky, and realize your dream of helping the world and the people. But now, you are alone, and you have to fly well.

In the last time, I will urge you to learn more skills, martial arts, spells, mechanisms, and formations...... Haven't you always wanted to learn my four lores? As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you everything.

During this time, though, I'll probably be stricter. If I'm too fierce, don't blame me, okay? I didn't mean to be angry with you, I, hehe......

Me, I just don't have much time.

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After doing the most basic swing practice of 900 times, Ah Mo finally stopped. She gasped slightly, her underwear completely soaked.

It turns out that focusing on one thing can really forget the pain.

At the beginning, she was still thinking about Jinghua, lest he fall ill due to his unreckless spiritual power, and for a while she was worried about what danger he would have due to his high fever.

But after two or three hundred strokes, she was completely immersed in the whipping technique. She waved it unwillingly, and the whip seemed to merge with her, like a dragon out of the water, retracting and releasing freely, and like a long rainbow running through the sun, agile and magnificent.

Now once she stopped, she didn't have time to catch her breath, and Jinghua's appearance got into her brain for the first time. As if she had been whipped by her own whip, she immediately turned back to him.

"Jinghua!"

Thankfully, he was still standing straight, but his face was a little paler.

She looked at him uneasily, with a hint of apology, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Jinghua, are you okay?

"I'm fine," he said casually, blocking her hand, gently wiping her sweat with the handkerchief he had prepared, mocking her nervousness, "Momo, you don't have to worry so much. ”

Seeing that he was fine, Ah Mo sighed, stuck out his tongue and smiled: "I...... I'm probably too nervous, I saw that you just waved me with a whip, and Sister Yuan said that you can't use force again. ”

Jinghua's smile was still the same, he untied her hair and carefully wiped her sweat-soaked hair, "Doctors like to exaggerate, you see how many times I used force when I was fighting, it didn't matter." ”

He covered his lips and coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "I just moved my wrist, and even this is going to be sick, is Momo really made of porcelain?"

Ah Mo stood in front of him, let him do his hair, and when he heard it, he was relieved, and said happily: "That's good, I don't think it will be." By the way, Jinghua, how do you see how I practiced just now?"

Jinghua nodded in approval, "Yes, the essentials are basically mastered." Come, wipe your body yourself, sweat all over your body, and don't catch a cold for a while. ”

Ah Mo wiped it so-so, then returned the handkerchief to him, and said excitedly: "Then Jinghua, do you want to teach me a new one next? Is it a shake attack? Or a chain attack?"

Although she has not systematically learned the soft whip, she has followed Qinglan since she was a child, and she still has these basic common sense.

The whipping method is actually not difficult to practice. The most basic thing is the kind of five-flower swing she practiced just now. When you are proficient, you can learn to shake.

When you practice shaking to a certain level, you can go in a straight line, that is, as it is often said, a whip beats people through the window, and then immediately pulls it back, and there is no trace to be found.

When the technique of shaking is also practiced, coupled with the original five-flower foundation, endless changes can be produced.

Further up, you can practice the word "winding", practice its castration and depth. At this time, they no longer rely on the master to teach, but rely on their respective talents and understandings to comprehend, so that the whips and whips are interlocking, and there is no way to come, and nothing to break!

Of course, this is an ordinary whipping routine. When she first got the whip, Jinghua was still busy fighting, and she was full of enthusiasm by herself, so she practiced blindly according to the impression in her mind.

Now that Jinghua is officially going to teach her, she naturally has to listen to what Jinghua has to say.

Jinghua smiled, didn't say anything about the whipping method, but took out a clean hand towel again, and patiently wiped the sweat on her body.

He sighed lightly, shook his head at her and said helplessly: "Momo, how many times have I said that you must dry your sweat in time, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold." ”

Ah Mo was excited, urging him to hurry up and teach him. But Jinghua was not in a hurry at all, she wiped her head and body there, and kept wiping back and forth, so that she had no patience at all.

She didn't think about it, so she blurted out: "Oh, it's okay, I'm not you, I'm sick at every turn." I've been in good health since I was a kid!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, knowing that she had said the wrong thing.

Jinghua's hand was visibly sluggish.

"I'm sorry, Jinghua, I'...... That's not what it means. She turned her head and looked forward to Ai Aidao.

His smile was a little pale, but the corners of his lips remained curvature, "Fool, you're not wrong. ”

He paused, his voice slightly hoarse, "However, I'm right, it's always good to be careful." Momo promised me that every time I finish practicing in the future, I will remember to wipe my sweat off, okay?"

"Hmm. She took his hand, still hot.

She was a little uneasy, from dawn to now, except for a moment at noon, he had stood outside in the open snow almost all day, and at noon he had only drunk a few sips of watery turnip soup.

"Jinghua, I was too anxious just now. You can't be too tired, shall we go home? You go home and lie down for a while. Besides, it's getting late, and I still have to cook. She begged.

Jinghua didn't seem to hear her words, and said lightly: "Don't worry about cooking in the future, just practice your whip method." ”

He put the whip back in her hand, "Don't you want to learn the next one? I'll teach you now, remember!"

"Momo, I want you to forget all those routines and don't think about any of them. You think of this whip as your own hand, an extension of your hand. Whatever you want to do, you can do it directly with your hands, and you can do it with a whip. ”

He stood in front of her, his voice low, and he was faintly hoarse when he spoke, but he spoke every word clearly, like ordering troops on the battlefield.

He struggled to stand up straight, his eyes clear and sharp. There was only one her in front of him, but it seemed to be facing thousands of troops. He was just teaching her the whipping method, but he seemed to be teaching her face-to-face, instructing her how to break the three armies and perform miraculous feats!

"Jinghua, how can the whip be regarded as your own hand? I don't understand, the whip is held in my hand!" Ah Mo was surprised, what kind of splitting and sweeping techniques are used to teach whips, plum blossom whips, coiling dragon whips and the like, but I have never heard of using whips as hands.

Jinghua smiled silently, suddenly scooped up a ball of snow on the ground, and kicked it at her.

Ah Mo instinctively blocked with his hand, easily smashed the snowball into powder, and said coquettishly: "Jinghua, what are you doing?"

Jinghua smiled: "Do you understand? You use your hands to scatter the snowballs, which is an instinctive reaction of the body. Do you think I'm going to stretch out my right hand, and then slap it at the snowball, break it, and then take it back?"

"Of course not, how can anyone be so stupid?"

"It's the same thing. If you have a routine in mind, it is equivalent to you giving such a complicated and verbose order to yourself, from the time the whip goes out to the time it is withdrawn, there are several more detours in between. ”

He couldn't help nodding when he saw Ah Mo, his eyes lit up, knowing that she had already understood, and smiled: "What I want you to do is to treat the whip as a part of your body." It's like it grows in your hand, you can do whatever you want, and you can extend it infinitely wherever you want it to go. ”