Ye Fang and Liu Jiangquan are back and forth, the fight is in full swing, Liu Jiangquan has already pulled out the long sword at his waist, Ye Fang is only bare hands, but he still seems to be at ease, and he is not hard.

It can be seen that the kung fu of night release is also unfathomable. No wonder in his previous life, Liu Jiangquan was not an opponent, and he needed to order someone to secretly poison him and use such despicable means.

It's just that later, Yefang's body gradually slowed down, and it seemed that he was physically exhausted, and his footwork was also a little disordered, and he could hear the wheezing heavily.

Liu Jiangquan smiled coldly: "You can't stand it, right? I advise you to stop, I won't accidentally hurt you again, and let Mu Qing say that I will commit the next crime. ”

With a false move, he withdrew from the circle, still glancing at Hua Qianshu without giving up, and on tiptoe, he crossed the top of everyone's heads and walked away arrogantly.

The night release stood still, his face was obviously not good-looking, and he was about to burst into anger.

The guards were silent, and Hua Qianshu didn't dare to step forward for a while. She felt that she was going to die this time.

Ye Fang walked up to her step by step, and sneered: "This king thinks that my woman has eloped with someone else." ”

Hua Qianshu grinned at him flatteringly: "There is fine clothes and food in the palace, how can I be so ignorant?"

"Really?" Ye Fang glanced at her coldly, and then ordered in a deep voice: "Someone come, tie up Aunt Hua, imprison her in the king's practice room, and keep it strictly guarded, and no one is allowed to approach." ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then said yes.

Hua Qianshu didn't expect that he would have such a big temper, and he didn't dare to defend himself, for fear of self-defeating, so he could only be obediently tied up, taken back to the palace, and imprisoned in the practice room.

The practice room is the place where the night is put all the time to practice, it is a courtyard by itself, the guard is extremely strict, the idlers are not allowed to approach, and there are no flowers and trees around it, and it is unobstructed.

In the practice room, it is extremely spacious, and there are targets, plum blossom piles, weapon racks and other equipment required for practice.

Turn out of the main house, go through the back door, there is a dressing room, a place to go out, a place to wash and rest, it is completely a clean and independent courtyard.

And there is a pool of living water in the yard, and the bottom of the pond is paved with colorful pebbles, which is probably connected to the koi lake in the backyard, and the water is clear, shining in the daytime, and it will not dry up.

Other seasons are also stopped, at this time, the pool water is basking for a day, just warm to the touch, especially pleasant.

Hua Qianshu was quite annoyed at first, and muttered a few words in her heart. I was afraid that Hua Qianyi Walnut and others would worry about themselves, and they had also planned whether they should give in to the night and forgive themselves.

After staying for a long time, my heart suddenly brightened. I practiced secretly in the neon dress hall, and I couldn't show my hands and feet, and I had many constraints. Isn't this the ideal place to practice?

Seeing Liu Jiangquan again today once again aroused her determination to study hard, and Yefang now knows that she has practiced the Phoenix Dance for nine days, so she doesn't have to worry about being noticed by him.

If you are sure of it, you will spread your hands and feet, and you will move in the practice room, sweating like rain, and perfectly integrating the nine heavens of the phoenix dance with the internal force.

This phoenix dance for nine days was originally a woman's kung fu, and after it was fused with the internal force, I felt that an internal force rose in the dantian, which was intermittent at first, but it was like a cotton thread. Later, it gradually became endless, like the thickness of hemp rope, swimming among the limbs and hundreds of remains, everywhere it went, it was ironed like hot spring water, as if the meridians became pure.

Moreover, when this warm current travels between the five internal organs, it can be dispersed like a real air current, wrapping the internal organs, which is extremely gentle.

No wonder when he was injured at night, Feng Chu said that he must be treated with the purest and softest internal strength method. Hua Qianshu can feel it himself, and this kind of mental method brings surprise and care to himself.

She had no distractions, she was concentrated, and she didn't know how many days had passed, no one disturbed her, her kung fu improved by leaps and bounds, and she quickly practiced to the fifth layer, and then she encountered the first bottleneck and couldn't break through.

Today, Hua Qianshu pondered and thought hard, and practiced until the third watch, but still did not understand the essentials. The red candle in the practice room was about to burn out, so she couldn't stop her hand and went to the yard to wash off the hot sweat on her body, and suddenly refreshed.

I was just about to go back to rest when I heard movement in the practice room.

Idlers are not allowed to enter the courtyard, and the guards in charge of meals will not come in at this hour. Who could it be?

Hua Qianshu walked lightly into the practice room.

It's night,

is practicing the sword in the practice room, flashing and moving, a cloud of light and shadow, like green smoke and white practice, in the fog of the dragon, I can't see clearly.

Hua Qianshu stood quietly at the door, as if admiring a vivid painting, her eyes were full of amazement.

At the beginning, he was almost obsessed with the hero's rescue of beauty, and he was obsessed with his every move, and he still never gets tired of watching it today.

She suddenly remembered what Liu Jiangquan said at the cemetery that day: "Your internal illness is really not cured." ”

She didn't know what kind of stubborn disease Liu Jiangquan was referring to. Could it be that Uncle Seven Emperor has not recovered since he was injured by the assassin last time?

Rao has been with her for three years, and today's night release is like a mystery to her.

She didn't know his past, she didn't know about Feng Jiuge's existence, she didn't understand why there were still people who Ye Fang didn't want to mention, and even his past, she didn't know anything, she was just a stranger.

And his current temper, what he is thinking in his heart, Hua Qianshu also knows nothing and is unpredictable.

He said a little, Hua Qianshu understood a little, and he was not sure at all whether the words were true or false.

The night release has changed.

It's just another night release.

is no longer the Seven Emperor Uncle who was frivolous, flamboyant, and unscrupulous and spoiled himself.

He has his own ambitions, hides his own secrets, and the whole person becomes deep, introverted, and complex, and she has become his most familiar stranger.

She had been standing there quietly, her thoughts wandering, and she was distracted for a while.

Suddenly, the long sword in Yefang's hand came out of his hand and went straight to the door in front of her.

Hua Qianshu was stunned until the sword wind of the long sword had lifted the bangs on her forehead, and then she suddenly woke up, and she turned back, which was able to dodge the attack of the long sword.

The long sword roared past and thrust into a long pillar on the opposite side, emitting a "buzzing" sword groan.

Yefang frowned slightly, and said in a displeased voice: "Is this the result of your training these days?

Hua Qianshu knew that he was already merciful, otherwise he would definitely not be able to avoid that sword.

"I'm just unwary of you. She said stiffly.

Ye Fang snorted softly: "Strong words! Come on, let this king see your current strength." ”

Hua Qianshu was also a little eager to try, and immediately stepped forward unceremoniously, and made a move like electricity, using the first type of phoenix dance for nine days. Suddenly attacked towards the night.

Ye Fang said "good", did not dodge or avoid, faced the difficulties, saw the moves, and the two of them fought in one place.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one.

Hua Qianshu has studied hard these days, and his kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds, but now as soon as he makes a move, he knows that he is still far from his opponent.

Night Fang can be said to be comfortable with his own attacks, just like a cat teasing a mouse, and he didn't use a little effort.

And he can't help him at all. The palm wind could only roam the edge of his shirt.