When Li Ping entered the second floor of the small building, he saw Zheng Aya'er sitting on the stool next to Wang Qi's bed. Next to the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info is Wang Jue lying on the bed with an innocent face.

"You, you're Li Ping?" Zheng Aya'er saw an iron chisel under her armpit and slowly walked in, and Li Ping looked surprised. The scene of wiping boots just now was still in front of her, and Zheng Aya'er never thought that the wonderful person in Wang Jue's mouth, the person who was worthy of Wang Jue's effort, was the guy downstairs who silently bent down to wipe his boots, a person who had the medical skills to treat colic, how could he be a restaurant guy so calmly.

"You've seen it?" Wang Jue looked at Zheng Aya'er with a surprised expression and asked.

"Under Li Ping." Li Ping replied slowly. As long as he saw Zheng Aya'er, Li Ping had the illusion of seeing his daughter in his previous life, and his whole body became lazy, just wanting to rub this little girl's head, obviously there were too many differences between the two people.

"When I came up just now, let him polish my boots." Zheng Aya'er looked strange, turned her head and explained to Wang Qi in a slightly apologetic voice. "I asked him to wipe it for me, and he really wiped it, and I didn't know who he would save you."

Seeing this, Wang Qi smiled secretly, Li Ping's indifference on his body was as if he didn't care about anything, he had already understood.

"Or, you give me the strength you have, and I'll exchange other martial arts with you?" Zheng Aya'er didn't know how to continue, so she directly turned the topic to waste.

"No." Wang Qi and Li Ping's voices sounded at the same time, one fast and one slow, falling into Zheng Aya'er's ears. The two glanced at each other, and each other's eyes were full of tacit smiles.

Zheng Aya'er raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them, and said angrily, "If you don't change it, you won't change it." ”

"I heard that when you ruled Wang Jue, you talked to Uncle Wang about two conditions. Do you know that you lost these two conditions? This guy's life is not just worth it. Zheng Aya'er sincerely wanted to see Li Ping's regretful expression, and looked at the indifferent look of the guy in front of her, and she was angry.

"Thank you, Miss Aya'er. However, these two conditions are enough for me. Li Ping saw this matter very clearly, he saved Wang Qi's life, but Wang Li unlocked the dark energy on his body and saved his life.

"Then it's up to you." Why is there something wrong with Wang Qi, Zheng Aya'er simply doesn't pay attention to the person in front of her.

After meeting Li Ping, according to her thoughts, she wanted to entrust Li Ping to Zheng Qin, give Li Pingmou a seat in the Iron Sword Gate, and even had the idea of giving her personal girl Lan'er to Li Ping. After all, Li Ping saved Wang Qi, and this is the territory of the Zheng family, so this arrangement can be regarded as a very good way out for Li Ping found by Zheng Aya'er on behalf of Wang Qi.

"What are you doing with an iron hammer?" Wang Qi looked at Li Ping holding the iron chisel, and was very surprised, the iron sword gate had already told himself that he would no longer let Baiyunlou give Li Ping a job.

"Practice the sword." Li Ping replied indifferently again, and the answer he gave almost didn't make Wang Qi sit up from the bed.

"Hahaha." Zheng Aya'er, who was looking out the window, laughed directly. Turning his head, he looked at the iron drill under Li Ping's armpit.

"There is no sword, I will give you one, there is no need to be so shabby. The sword is a gentleman in the soldiers, what are you doing with an iron hammer? Hotaru Yingxue is not like you......" As soon as the young master of the Wang family waved his hand, a good sword was sent out. Li Pingxin said, this life is really worth saving. I thought worriedly, the guy's wound hasn't healed yet, so don't make any mistakes.

Li Ping smiled bitterly, checked the iron chisel that was more and more comfortable, and told Ah Fei and Jing Wuming in the story of Mr. Xiong in his previous life all the way to Fu Hongxue. is indestructible, only fast and not broken, so he almost told the fire cloud evil god together. Of course, it also directly explains that this is a helpless choice that I have no choice but to use without guidance and no martial arts cheats at hand.

In addition to the way of practicing swords, Li Ping also told the story of fighting with the man in black. Of course, the purpose of the man in black was omitted, and it was only said that it was a chance encounter and a fight. This is something that he is obsessed with, and every time he thinks about it afterwards, when he tells it, he can't help but be deeply engaged and vivid.

"I've also been practicing swordsmanship, and I think I'm already fast now, but why don't I even have a chance to fight back?"

"What kind of sword practice are you, it's just a random stabbing around." Zheng Aya'er smiled and bent over.

Wang Qi listened to Li Ping's fast sword theory, pondered, lying on the bed with his hand, a small wave, between his wrists, some subtle movements were made, obviously experiencing something. Li Ping's words gave this kendo genius some enlightenment.

"I don't dare to comment on whether this kendo understanding of yours is right or wrong, or good or bad, I'm afraid it will take my fifth uncle to make a decision." Wang Qi did not answer Li Ping's question, his rare face was solemn, and he told Li Ping about his sword practice method, "I'll take a look at your shot." ”

"Bang", with a soft sound, Li turned around and came to the window, the iron chisel in his hand flashed, and he had returned to his waist. On the window lattice, a gecko has been nailed.

Silence.

On the second floor, there was a sudden silence.

There was a deathly silence, and time seemed to stop.

The afterglow of Zheng Aya'er's laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had pinched her throat, and she who bent over and laughed was instantly frozen there. Wang Jue's arm lying on the bed and making movements froze in mid-air, and the young man, who had always been a genius, looked at Li Ping standing in front of the window in amazement. The wind blew in through the window and blew through the iron drill in Li Ping's hand. The afternoon was frozen in time by an iron chisel.

"Soon." Zheng Aya'er said.

"It's not just fast, look at his movements, there's a lot of room for improvement." Wang Qi said.

The two of them reacted like this, which made Li Ping at a loss, "The gap between me and that person is ......"

"When fighting, between the two, it is called distance. Distance, always exists, and also exists between you and me. Those who practice martial arts will gradually have a distance of their own. The gecko is within your distance. If you go within distance, you will be in the range of your attack. At that time, if you don't attack yet, when you enter his distance, all that awaits you is to be attacked. ”

"Is there a problem with distance?" Li Ping recalled how he was beaten by the man in black. Come to think of it, it's true. According to Wang Jue's words, it means that he didn't react enough. As long as you are within your attack range, you must attack.

"Did you make a quick move just now?" Li asked worriedly.

"It's been fast relative to newbies. Especially, in the absence of internal forces at all. Of course, just like this, it's still too bad, but from this, you can see endless places that can be improved. "Seeing that Li Ping really didn't know how amazing he was with that stab. Wang Jue patiently explained to him.

Li thought in his heart and said goodbye to the two. While walking, I experienced it and slowly walked down the small building.

Listening to Li Pingyuan's footsteps, Zheng Aya'er asked Wang Jue with a strange face, isn't this the truth that Fifth Uncle Wang said last time? This is completely for cultivating killers, how do you get him to practice this.

"It's just a sentence, some influence is good, do you really think it can make any difference to him?" Wang Qi smiled faintly and explained to Zheng Aya'er.