The early morning wind blew and was slightly cool.

The rising sun shines brightly, penetrating through the cracks in the trees.

Early birds chirp and happily fly between the treetops, jumping, and catching small insects.

The sound of swords clashing can be heard through the forest.

The airflow formed by the overflow of soul power made the branches and leaves move slightly, and the scattered yellow leaves added a bit of autumn.

The dew was shining, and a shadow of a horizontal sword pointed on the tip of his toes and retreated in front of him.

"Rongrong, if this is all the harvest of your hard work in a year of sword training, then it is really disappointing." The blade's backhand blow repelled Ning Rongrong, who rushed up with a sword again, and said indifferently.

Such a level is sorry for her talent.

Isn't it that the little fairies have been lazy all year round?

Ning Rongrong snorted arrogantly and waved his sword: "Don't be arrogant, Miss Ben hasn't shown her real skills yet!" ”

Damn it! This guy is too strong, right?! Didn't Grandpa Sword say that my talent and entering the Douluo Continent are rare to see in a hundred years?!

Ning Rongrong was stubborn on her lips, and her expression was of course, but she was full of confidence and ready to take down the blade in dozens of rounds, but after more than ten rounds of fighting, she really felt the horror contained in the blade's casual swing of the sword for the first time.

No matter how she attacked, she was blocked by Piaopiao, as if her every appearance had been expected by that sword!

The shock in her heart can be imagined.

"Then show your true skills, you can't defeat me with a small mouth alone." Blade smiled faintly, and just carried one hand behind his back, holding the black iron sword.

Ning Rongrong stomped his feet hard, this villain dared to underestimate her, and let him look good later.

"Be careful, don't cry if you get hurt next!"

"If you have any tricks, if you can really hurt me, I will give Rongrong a special reward tonight." Blade winked playfully.

What is the reward alluded to by the blade, how can it hide from Ning Rongrong, a little clever ghost?

Ning Rongrong's heart couldn't help but waver, but then he whispered: "Who, who wants your reward?" Suffer death! ”

Her thoughts moved slightly, and a beautiful nine-story glazed small pagoda in her hand appeared in her white and tender palm.

"Shippo is famous! One day power! Two speeds! A light and solemn voice spat out of its mouth.

Two rays of colored light poured out from the small tower and shot towards Ning Rongrong, hiding in his delicate and delicate body.

"Huh?" Blade looked at the state of blessing and quickly let out a soft cry to Ning Rongrong, who was pressing towards him.

Why did this girl change her whole person after adding the state?!

Not only the eyes, expressions, and temperament, but even the sword in his hand is different, and there is a sword intent lingering around the sword body faintly!

However, what shocked Blade even more was: "Rongrong! How did your Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda shrink?! ”

Ning Rongrong, who stabbed at the blade with a sword, almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

What does it mean to shrink?! It's not good to become mini cute?!

But her sword didn't pause.

The soul power is poured into the sword body, plus the blessing of the soul technique, the blade that is already cold and compelling, at this moment, it exudes amazing power, and it is indomitable, breaking through the air and killing the blade!

Seeing this, Blade couldn't help but smile with relief, although he didn't know what happened to this girl just now, but now she was a little decent.

When the cold glow of the forest was already within striking distance of the blade, a black afterimage rose from below.

"Earn!"

Cut!

The huge momentum acted on the sword body, and the shock wave formed was transmitted to Ning Rongrong's slender hand.

The numb hand was no longer able to control the sword in his hand.

The sword flew half a foot into the tree!

The leaves are colorful for a while.

Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the blade, stunned in place......

In the distance, Zhu Zhuqing sighed lightly.

Can't this villain be gentle?

However, she was more shocked in her heart, shocked by Ning Rongrong's progress, just now, Ning Rongrong relied on the blessing of level forty-six soul power and powerful soul skills, and the momentum that erupted was no less than that of any level forty-five battle soul master!

There are two reasons why he defeated Blade with one move after an all-out explosion.

One, the strength of the blade itself.

Second, Ning Rongrong has almost no actual combat experience.

She hadn't forgotten that Ning Rongrong was just an auxiliary soul master!

For a while, there was a deep sense of crisis in my heart.

Compared to a super support who can play, she undoubtedly has no advantage in her own right.

If you have to choose one, whether it is background, strength, or fit, Ning Rongrong is more suitable for the blade.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was leaning on the ancient tree with his upturned chest, fell into deep thought.

"Rongrong, do you know the reason for your fiasco?" Blade put away his sword and stepped forward, wiping away the tears that had slipped from the proud girl's face and said softly.

Ning Rongrong's moist eyes were still staring blankly at the blade.

How so, how so......

She's working so hard.

After the sword in his hand was knocked out of his hand by a blade, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in Ning Rongrong's mind, and it was suddenly blank.

She was not surprised that she would lose, because the strength of the blade was obvious to all, but she never expected that she would lose so simply, and it was ridiculous to say it simply!

"Silly girl, don't you understand? It's not that I'm too strong, it's not that you're too weak, it's a problem with an excessive lack of combat experience. The blade gently hugged the dazed Ning Rongrong into his arms and stroked his hair.

Ning Rongrong let the blade fiddle, his little head was weakly pillowed on his shoulder, and a pair of beautiful eyes opened blankly at the moment.

"Do you know the real use of thorns? If you can't kill the enemy or force the enemy back to defend in one hit, once the sword is stabbed, it is equivalent to giving up all defenses and allowing others to slaughter. ”

In the morning light, the quiet and vibrant forest, except for the slow wind, is the soft and intoxicating sound of the blade.

"You have to remember that the sword is not a spear, nor is it a knife, the spear does not need defense, all its power is condensed in one point, as long as it attacks, and the knife pursues indomitable, people are in the sword, people are dead and the knife is dead, even if you know that the person in front of you is invincible, but as long as you go out, you will still be indomitable."

"But the sword is different, and the righteousness is the characteristic of the sword. Some people say that the sword is the soldier of a gentleman, or the head of a hundred weapons, but this is not true. The sword is the sword, whether it is used for good or evil, the ultimate effect is to kill, killing can have a position, but there is no need for good or evil, who is strong, who lives to the end, this is the fundamental role of the sword, the gentleman is more often just used to whitewash the smell of blood stained on it. ”

Zhu Zhuqing came behind the blade, his leather boots fell on the soft grass, and listened silently.

Ning Rongrong's silent and silent eyes made her heart ache, and she knew that it was the chaos in her heart where the pride was severely shattered.

At the same time, the sword has major flaws, and Zhongzheng is often equated with mediocrity, and in large-scale battlefields, except for the generals who wear swords that symbolize power, the rest are either swords or spears. But the sword has the advantages of a sword and spear, it can cut and stab, and it can be defended by the way, which looks good, but it is a symbol of mediocrity. ”

"Some people claim to be proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, which seems to bluff people, but in fact, this is a mediocre talent, and he has learned to abolish genius."

"The same is true of swords, they can do everything, but their performance is not outstanding, they are not as good as knives, stabs are not as good as spears, and they are not as good as shields."

"As a weapon, this is very unqualified, but compared to the extreme performance of the knife contradiction and the like, the sword has more changes, and it is not a simple matter to be proficient in these changes."

"What do I need to do?" Ning Rongrong wiped away his tears and looked at the blade seriously.

"Fight." The blade stroked Ning Rongrong's pretty face and smiled slightly.

"Good!" Ning Rongrong slapped the blade's hand away, turned around and walked towards the sword.

"Come again!" Ning Rongrong pointed at the blade, and his red and swollen eyes were pitiful, but he was so firm and very charming at the moment.

"Hmm." Blade smiled and nodded.

Ning Rongrong's left hand is exquisitely reproduced with the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

"Don't worry, Rongrong, can you tell me why your swordsmanship has risen several levels after summoning the martial soul?" Blade said with a smile.

Yes, it's swordsmanship, not might.

Ning Rongrong didn't take out the blade, and quickly stopped the attack, and in just a moment, the sword overflowing with cold light was pointed at the blade's heart.

Zhu Zhuqing let go of the hand that grabbed the blade and put away his worries.

Blade knew that although the kitten was very angry with himself and wanted to bite himself to death, his heart was too soft, and he was reluctant to hurt himself after all.

"I don't know, I practiced and practiced to the martial soul, and Grandpa Jian said that it might be related to the mutation of the martial soul." After Ning Rongrong adjusted his mood, he said softly.

"Interesting...... I'll check it out for you tonight. After touching his chin, Blade smiled and winked at Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were still red and swollen.

An unnatural blush appeared on Ning Rongrong's face, and his gaze shifted slightly: "Hmm." ”

Blade was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely check it 'carefully', now we will fight first." ”

As for the cold gaze behind him, Blade chose to selectively forget.

Zhu Zhuqing's silver teeth clenched, his fists clenched, and his cold eyes did not deviate from the back of the blade for a moment.

Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!

Blade's mouth scrutinized her and she didn't know what it was, because this shameless man had also been found to have messed around in the name of 'checking his body', even though he never took off his clothes.

And how can Rong Rong agree to this villain's nasty demand?! They obviously had an agreement!

And at this moment, Blade and Ning Rongrong have already taken the lead.

In the shadow of the sword.

The floating leaves are falling, the sorrowful is the girl's heart, and the hated lover is affectionate.

If it really doesn't work, then according to the shameful method that Rong Rong once said, make him fascinated with beauty, and then seize his "weakness" and force him to admit defeat!!

Zhu Zhuqing gritted his teeth and made a decision.

It's noon in the blink of an eye.

Dao Feng personally cooked a large table of delicious food for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

After changing his clothes, Ning Rongrong, who had been washed white, moved his nose slightly, and his eyes were full of small stars.

Quickened his pace and came to the table.

"Hua Radish, your skills are too good, aren't you?"

She squinted and happily stuffed a piece of brightly colored goo meat into her mouth

"Chirp~"

Delicious!?? (???? `??)

The spirit stood on the table, facing its small white porcelain plate, a large chunk.

I didn't expect the big bad guys to be so good! The stupid bird will eat him in the future! Never leave again!

"If it's delicious, eat more." Blade put down the last dish and smiled as he faded his snow-white apron.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered his head and took a bite of the dragon fish and put it into the mouth of the pool, and the tender and delicious fish melted in his mouth when the fragrant tongue touched it gently.

It's delicious!!

She couldn't see it on her face, but she felt a little inferior in her heart.

She's so useless, not only is her talent poor, she can't fight, she can't make good food, and she ...... Not very considerate.

"What's the fuss? Kittens? Blade sat between Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, and his hand naturally landed on Zhu Zhuqing's round, straight, and coveted legs, and patted it.

"Am I useless? Obviously as a girl, she can't even cook. Zhu Zhuqing looked down at the white porcelain bowl that was as white as jade and said softly.

Ning Rongrong bit his chopsticks and wanted to punch this sentimental dead cat, why did he pull himself into the water?!

That's right! She, Ning Rongrong! The eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect! Born noble, clothed and fed, what do you want! Naturally can't cook! No need to cook either! o(￣ヘ￣o＃)

The blade was dumbfounded.

"Silly cat, will I be fine?"

"But isn't it usually the wife who cooks?" Zhu Zhuqing clasped his legs and said softly.

"Smack!"

"Dead Bamboo Qing! Pay attention to the words you use when you speak, otherwise don't blame Miss Ben for being unkind to you! Before the blade could speak, Ning Rongrong couldn't hold his breath, slapped the table with chopsticks, and glared at Zhu Zhuqing angrily.

What does it mean to be stinky bamboo? Because did you win?!

"Rong Rong is good, don't be angry." Blade smiled and pinched Ning Rongrong's pretty face.

"Humph!" Ning Rongrong glared at Zhu Zhuqing angrily and pursed his lips.

Blade smiled: "Let's eat, I'll have to cultivate later." ”

The spirit hides behind a soup plate and observes the situation.

"Zhuqing, I like to make good food for you, and I'm very happy to see you eat happily, so neither you nor Rongrong are allowed to rob me of this job, do you know?" The blade grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, grabbed his knees, and said softly.

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head and looked at the tenderness in Blade's eyes, it was because Blade's resentment against Ning Rongrong, who was much colder to him after his arrival, had melted away a lot.

I was touched.

"Blade ......"

Seeing the two beautiful eyebrows flirting, Ning Rongrong's lungs were about to explode, and he bit his chopsticks and hated his teeth.

"Hey! Are you still eating?! ”

Seeing the two slowly approaching, they were about to pout or something, Ning Rongrong couldn't bear it anymore!

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked, Rong Rong is still there!

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing doing a thief, Dao Feng lowered his head and chuckled lightly, and was about to move his chopsticks.

But there was a pain in my waist.

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and withdrew his hand.

Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately there was no fight......

However, Sister Kitty and Sister Little Fairy both want to monopolize the big villain, and when they really succeed, will they drive themselves away from the big villain?

"Ling, try this, this is my unique dish~"

"Chirp!"

Now Blade doesn't dare to pick up vegetables for the two beauties, so he is ready to pet the intimate little padded jacket - Ling!

……

In the evening, Blade receives a weighty invitation.

This invitation was written by Harvis, the new platinum bishop of the Heaven Dou District of the Wuhun Temple.

The content is to the effect that the cliché is as follows: Come to the Martial Spirit Hall of Heaven Dou City, and there are important things to discuss.

There is a faint reference to His Holiness the Pope.

After thinking about it for a moment, it turned to ashes.

The two people and one bird who didn't disturb the cultivation left a note and left the blade out of the door......

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