After experimenting with the new functions of the system, Luoyang fell asleep satisfied.

The night passed in a blink of an eye. As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Annette Li got up early.

This kid felt a little guilty for wasting time yesterday, so he finished his cultivation early today and prepared to enter the mountain.

Since this was the temporary residence of the hunters in the past, the hunters dug a waterhole four or five miles away. After entering the mountain, there was no drinking water for a while, so Li Xiulian took a few large water skin bags and filled them with water.

He also cut two fires from the fire left over from last night's fire and saved them, and the fire source and water were indispensable things after entering the mountain.

After he had prepared everything, everyone got up, and as soon as Luoyang got off the carriage, he saw Li Xiulian exercising with a longbow in high spirits.

I saw that the longbow that originally needed to be pulled with great effort was easily pulled by Li Xiulian like a toy at the moment.

Luoyang sighed that this guy had really improved again, and sure enough, the title on his head changed from the ninth layer of martial arts to the second layer of martial arts. Luoyang walked over to say hello to him.

"Little brother, why is it so early today? What's the point of drawing a bow, let's practice the sword. I'll see how you learn swordsmanship. ”

"Okay then, Brother Luo, I'm ugly."

Annette put down her big bow. With a wave of his hand, the incandescent sword that was originally placed about ten meters apart automatically unsheathed and flew into his hand. Luoyang is envious of this means, and this hand is really full of air-wide sword. Generally, it can't be done congenitally, but it's only because Annette Li drinks the incandescent sword that the soul is so simple.

Li Xiulian picked up the spirit sword, and her momentum changed suddenly. It is as sharp as a long sword out of the sheath, and it complements the incandescent in his hand. The swordsmanship of dancing the scorching sun is also presentable, showing extraordinary bearing between light stabs and heavy cutting, and the figure flickering and moving, elegant as the wind blowing willow catkins. Although it seems a little immature in Luoyang, where the scorching sun swordsmanship is complete. That's just because he's a b-hitch.

And Li Xiulian has only been learning for a day, and it is already commendable to practice the Xuan-level swordsmanship for a first time, and this kind of talent is rare even in those big sects.

The others also got out of the carriage one after another, and they were all watching Li Xiulian practice swordsmanship. Everyone is considered a little master in the world, and they are all amazed by Li Xiulian's talent in kendo at this moment.

Among them, the most surprising was Ye Cang, who had been immersed in the swordsmanship of the Burning Sun for more than ten years, but he was only a beginner. And Li Xiulian only practiced for a day before he got a glimpse of the door, and his outstanding talent made him ashamed. At this moment, he doesn't blame Luoyang for teaching Li Xiulian the family swordsmanship, and Li Xiulian is indeed qualified to learn this set of swordsmanship. Maybe this set of swordsmanship will even be famous because of Li Xiulian.

Luoyang saw that Ye Cang was staying over there, and he walked over quietly on tiptoe. He bumped Hakura's shoulder with his shoulder. squeezed his eyebrows and said, "What about my uncle, Li Xiulian, this kid is okay." I don't insult your family heirlooms. ”

Ye Cang glared at Luoyang.

"Just this once, not the next one."

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves away, and he hadn't washed his face yet.

Luoyang smiled and didn't care. Hop into the carriage and get into the carriage. It turned out that there were two carriages, the first of which was a table and a bench. It should be Ye Cang's territory.

The back was separated by a door, and Luoyang pushed the door straight in. The back carriage was much more elaborate, with a small bed and a dresser next to it.

Ye Qingwu was arranging her hair in front of the dresser, and Luoyang gently walked over and covered her eyes from behind.

"Who is playing pranks? Let go of me. ”

Ye Qingwu's voice was a little displeased, after all, no one could enter her carriage. Even Ye Cang has never been here, and Ye Cang will not make such jokes.

Her body radiated a scorching energy, and she was clearly on the verge of going berserk. Luoyang was afraid that she would dismantle the carriage, so she hurriedly said affectionately: "Little Wu baby, don't fight, don't fight." It's me. ”

After speaking, she quickly let go of the hand that was blindfolded her, Ye Qingwu turned her head and raised her head to see that it was indeed him. He had a happy smile on his face and his eyes curled into crescent moons.

"Brother Yang, you are so annoying. Early in the morning, come to play tricks on people. ”

Then he turned his head and continued to play with his hair, and then said, "I'll get it done right away, you can wait outside for me." ”

Luo Dashao finally came to her boudoir, smelling the same breath as her, where was she willing to leave.

"It's okay, I'm waiting for you here. You get yours, I'll wait for you. ”

Ye Qingwu doesn't care about him, he can stay if he wants.

Another ten minutes passed, and Ye Qingwu hadn't finished yet. Luoyang was speechless, didn't he say that it would be fine right away? It's been ten minutes, and it's not all right.

"Xiao Wu is almost done, you are already the most beautiful. Where else do you need to dress up? ”

Hearing him praise Ye Qingwu, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If Brother Yang can't afford to wait, just leave first, I'll be fine right away."

Luo Yun didn't believe her, and it was estimated that it would not work in less than half an hour. He was originally a jumper, and he couldn't sit still. He leaned his face in front of Ye Qingwu and pointed at his face with his finger.

"It's okay if you want me to go, unless you smell me."

Ye Qingwu giggled, feeling funny. Luoyang obviously couldn't sit still and wanted to leave, so he found an excuse to ask for a kiss.

However, she was not stingy, and kissed Luoyang as if nothing happened.

The cold touch was fleeting, and Luoyang touched the face that had just been kissed, and smirked happily.

"Now, in that case, I'll go out first. Hurry up and we'll be in the mountains. ”

After speaking, he walked out of the carriage quickly, and watched him walk with a touch of crimson and slowly climbed up Ye Qingwu's pretty face. She touched her lips with her slender hand and smiled. I continued to tinker with my makeup.

Luoyang returned to the hut and saw that everyone else was there except Ye Qingwu and Ye Cang. He sat down, grabbed a meatloaf and swallowed it with his drink. Gradually, he noticed that other people were staring at him strangely, and he was a little hairy to look at.

"Wang Hu, what are you staring at the young master? There are flowers on Young Master Ben's face? ”

Wang Hu was not annoyed, smiled and pulled out a big knife and walked towards Luoyang, Luoyang jumped away at once.

"Young Master Ben asked you, are you going to fight? Okay, let's let the horses come. ”

"Childe, I didn't mean that. Look at this big knife. ”

Wang Hu smiled and handed the big knife to Luoyang, who looked down. Well, it's really a good knife, the edge is sharp and snow-white, and the blade is bright and dazzling.

Wait a minute, he looked closer to the knife. I found that the blade was like a mirror, reflecting my handsome face on it, and a bright red lip print on the left side of my face was eye-catching and prominent.

Luoyang smiled embarrassedly, and his rare old face turned red. Quickly raised his sleeve and wiped his lip prints, and returned the big knife to Wang Hu. Then he pretended to say: "Xiao Wu asked me to help her look at the lipstick just now, so I applied it myself, you know what I mean?" ”

Wang Hu and Wu Gang said expressionlessly: "We all understand, Gongzi doesn't have to explain." ”

It's just that the smile in his eyes that couldn't help but overflow made Luoyang even more embarrassed. However, Luo Dashao's dough is not made of paper, no matter how they want to pick up the meatloaf and continue to make it. As long as I eat enough, embarrassment can't catch up with me.