Mingyue's beautiful eyes blinked and looked at Tang Ning: "General Tang has risen to prominence in the Great Zhou, it is the time when life is proud, it is hard to imagine that you will write such a poem." ”

Tang Ning smiled: "I was born in Aoki Town, my mother died early, and it was Qingbo who raised me by hunting. Although I was lucky enough to get a half-official position in Beijing, I was still a poor boy in the countryside, and I actually didn't have any friends. ”

When Mingyue heard this, she suddenly understood Tang Ning's state of mind. Her mother died early and was raised by an old servant, which can be described as lonely.

And after entering Beijing, he suddenly got a high position as a hunting mountain boy, and it was difficult to squeeze into the rich circle of the capital, he was actually an isolated person.

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. This should be a true portrayal of Downing.

Mingyue herself was also very touched when she heard this poem, because her mother also died early, but fortunately she still had a father, although her father was obsessed with Wujian.

Fortunately, he still has a senior brother and a sister-in-law, and they all hold her in the palm of their hands. But she didn't have many friends either.

It's not just Mingyue who touches it, but also Xiao Twelve. Xiao Twelve was an orphan who wandered and begged in Donghai City as a child, and later got lucky enough to worship in the Sword Pavilion.

Although there are senior brothers to take care of after worshipping the Sword Pavilion, but the senior brothers are not family after all, in addition to the fatigue of practicing the sword, how can he not feel lonely when the moon is empty?

However, compared to Downing, he seems to be lucky. Because the senior brothers were very good to him, he was a respected disciple of the Sword Pavilion in Donghai City.

Xiao Twelve thought so, but he didn't know that Tang Ning felt pity for him in his heart, being bullied like this by a little girl. If it were Tang Ning, telling a few ghost stories when Mingyue was still young would not be able to clean up her obediently.

Xiao Twelve smiled and said with relief: "What do you mean that you don't have any friends?" Yesterday they said I was a friend, but today they don't treat me as a friend! ”

Mingyue smiled brightly: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other, my friends count me as one!" ”

Tang Ning said with a smile: "This trip to the south is really not allowed, and I can get two close friends to comfort this trip!" Although I have lived in a small town since I was a child, the name of the Sword Pavilion is like thunder. ”

"I never thought that I would become friends with the personal disciples of the Sword Pavilion, oh, and the pearl of the Sword Pavilion Master's palm, the three lives are lucky."

Mingyue chuckled: "How can it be so exaggerated!" ”

Tang Ning smiled: "How can you not exaggerate? Jiupin master, when I was on the shore of Moon Lake, I was a self-proclaimed master when I was in Beijing, but I was knocked down by you in three or two clicks. ”

"At that time, I was stunned, I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman in the Sword Pavilion who didn't let her eyebrows go!"

Hearing Tang Ning's praise, Mingyue's smile became brighter, and the silver bell-like laughter seemed to dispel the winter chill.

Tang Ning then smiled and said: "When I was in Beijing, I met the girl Qiuling and was defeated by her, and I felt that there was no one better woman in the world at that time. ”

"I didn't know what it meant to be embarrassed until I met Miss Mingyue, even Qiu Ling was far from being Miss Mingyue's opponent!"

Mingyue patted her chest and said, "General Tang, don't worry, when I meet that Qiuling, I will definitely avenge you!" ”

Tang Ning smiled: "Then thank you, by the way, since we are all friends, you don't need to call me General Tang, just call me Tang Ning." ”

"Actually, I came here today, I have a reluctant invitation, I want to see the sword of the Sword Pavilion that is famous all over the world."

After speaking, Tang Ning set his eyes on Xiao Twelve, although Xiao Twelve had two black-eyed blues on his head, but he didn't think it would affect the use of the sword.

But before Xiao Twelve could speak, Mingyue had already smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this?" I got it! ”

In fact, what Tang Ning hopes more in his heart is Xiao Twelve, without him, Xiao Twelve is more reliable and stable.

Xiao Twelve smiled and said, "Senior sister, let's come!" ”

Mingyue smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are injured now, and it happens to be an eye injury, what if you accidentally hurt Tang Ning?" You'd better take care of your injuries! ”

Tang Ning felt that even Xiao Twelve, who had black eyes and blue eyes, was more reliable than Mingyue, but what could he say?

Mingyue had already left the bamboo table with her sword in her hand and stood abruptly. Although Mingyue stood there gracefully, like a delicate peony with buds waiting to be released, Tang Ning's heart was extremely dignified.

This was the first time he really faced the master of the nine grades, although it was a young girl, but it was still the nine grades.

Mingyue was able to step into the realm of the Nine Grades at such an age, although she was carefully taught by the father of the Sword Pavilion Master, but her own talent was even more surprising.

Even if she is a woman, she has a pavilion master father, and she has such a talent, how can it be simple?

Then experience what kind of realm Jiupin is, right? Tang Ning drew his sword solemnly, and slashed out the knife, but the sword light Huo Huo could not disperse the hidden sword intent.

Tang Ning's sword momentum has the fierceness of an earth-shattering shock, while Mingyue's sword is as powerful as water. Tang Ning's sword momentum was fierce, but he could never break through the sword momentum like water.

At the beginning, although Tang Ning's knife posture was sharp, he still had reservations, although he knew that Mingyue was a master of the nine grades, but after all, looking at the slender figure dancing in front of him, he couldn't let go after all.

"Tang Ning, let go of your hands and feet, even if you do something, I can take it!" Mingyue said crisply, looking at ease.

Hearing Mingyue's words, Tang Ning finally let go completely and began to shoot without reservation.

This shot made Tang Ning feel hearty, since he entered the realm of the Eight Grades, he had never made such a hearty move.

Although he had a fight with Qiu Ling, he was suppressed throughout the whole process and was very aggrieved. When he was on the shore of Moon Lake, he was put down in the face of Mingyue's attack in just a few moves.

And now facing Mingyue again, to his surprise, Mingyue didn't go all out to suppress him, it was more like she was sparring him and feeding him.

The more Tang Ning played, the more he played, the more hearty he became, and no matter how he shot, Mingyue could catch it.

Xiao Twelve, who had been sitting on the bamboo chair, looked at it with great interest, he knew that Tang Ning had just entered the eighth grade, and it was extremely rare to have such a knife momentum.

But what surprised him even more was Mingyue. Although Mingyue is a girl's family and likes poetry, her sword momentum is not as gentle as water.

He has fed Mingyue many times, and he deeply understands Mingyue's sword momentum, which is tricky and sharp, giving people an awe-inspiring feeling at any time.

But now Mingyue's sword momentum is gentle and delicate like water, obviously this is a change made for Tang Ning.

It's not a competition, it's not a competition, it's more like a tryout, like pointing. Xiao Twelve looked at it with a smile on his face, presumably Tang Ning would definitely gain a lot from it.

(End of chapter)