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In the early morning of the next day, the mountain birds chirped softly and the white doves flew by.

Qiu Xiaobai only slept for more than six hours before waking up from the dawn and boarding the game early.

In the distance, there is a pleasant sound of insects and birds, and the air is filled with the smell of cooked rice in the distant mountain farms, with the clear wind of the mountains, and there is a bland taste of happiness.

Qiu Xiaobai turned around to look, Qing Liu'er did not snooze, but chose to meditate and practice on the mountain rocks, and the light mist in the mountains surrounded her, reflecting a bit of ethereal and dusty posture, which was very nc feeling.

There are many colorful melons and fruits on the grass and trees in the mountains, which looks particularly attractive.

So much so that Qiu Xiaobai, who is accustomed to eating all kinds of CKF and other fast food flavors, has become more affectionate and affectionate in the sunny morning of this game.

"You're still quite concerned about your skills," Qiu Xiaobai said as he looked at a white rabbit rolling on the grass in the distance.

"Where do you come from so many words?" Qing Liu'er adjusted her own breath before glaring at him, charming and infinite.

"I think we have to think about going out quickly, the safety of Second Lieutenant Silin is still unknown, if we stay any longer, I'm afraid that the corridor silver group will be lost." Qiu Xiaobai looked at her and asked.

This time there really can't be delayed any longer, if you can't meet with the more than 500 people brought by the Long Corridor Silver Group and Qing Liu'er at this time, you will really have to be separated forever and never see each other again.

"Okay." Qing Liu'er said very lightly, her narrow eyelashes beating shallowly, and she had a focused and serious look.

The air was a little faintly depressed, Qiu Xiaobai felt that he was very uncomfortable with this dull atmosphere, and he didn't know what Qing Liu'er meant by this gentle um.

And looking at her appearance, she didn't seem to be willing to speak anymore, Qiu Xiaobai coughed slightly, then touched her nose, turned her head to look at the scenery in the morning light, and said, "I haven't had time to ask, when will you, the cheap master, be willing to teach me martial arts?"

"Today." Qing Liu'er's words were unfazed, and the hand hidden in his sleeve seemed to tremble imperceptibly.

At the top of the crescent mountain, the distant mountains are ethereal, and the morning is late.

Time seems to be long, so that the people who are experiencing it have a sense of torment, and it seems to be short, so that those who recall it later can only feel a moment.

The woman in yellow at the top of the peak has a soft figure, dancing in her clothes, holding a three-foot Qingfeng or a point or thorn, like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking on four bodies, sometimes light as a swallow, and rising with a sword, it is sharp and solemn.

The green pine in front of her was impressed by her graceful dancing, and when Qing Liu'er only finished the first move to lead the wind to blow the snow, she had already taken off all the pine hair on her body.

The small pine tree is a wheel-like branch, and the length of the internodes is indefinite, the crown is fluffy but not compact, and the green pine branches and leaves are like embroidery needles, slender into bundles.

But at this time, a layer of pine needles laid on the ground is not as simple as chopping it indiscriminately.

At the end of each pine needle growth, there will be a leaf sheath of birth, and what Shan Yi was amazed at this time was that the ground was covered with a full layer of pine needles with leaf sheaths.

In other words, every time the sword falls, the bottom of the pine needles must be cut off with the edge of the sword to achieve such an effect.

"Amazing, so what is the key to this swordsmanship" Qiu Xiaobai exclaimed and applauded.

"The key to blowing snow is to use force to shake and use external force to move the whole body."

Qing Liu'er held a few sword flowers in her hand, and she had already returned the sword into the sheath.

"Are you hiding something from me" Qiu Xiaobai took out a long sword behind him and practiced against the branches on the side.

"Nope." Qing Liu'er suddenly lowered her head, her expression a little evasive.

"I'm working hard to learn swordsmanship now, and if I encounter danger in the future, I can at least run away." Qiu Xiaobai waved his sword to cut off a pine branch, and sighed in a tone, as if he was talking to himself: "Actually, I have also thought a lot, if people are destined to part, maybe they can set a date for each other, and as friends, it is good to give a few words of advice and wish in advance, so that there will be no regrets." Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

Qing Liu'er stood there, stroking the sword in her hand, and listened quietly.

"If you find an exit, get out of here quickly, the promenade silver group and the brothers you brought are still waiting for our help, without your backbone, I think they will definitely be out of place at this time." Qiu Xiaobai was silent for a while, but decided to speak bluntly.

"Do you really think so" Qing Liu'er's eyes lit up a lot as she stared at the sword in her hand, and she seemed to be a little moved.

"That's nature." Qiu Xiaobai's mouth barely responded.

"But," Qing Liu'er pinched the sword, and after saying sadly, she suddenly laughed out loud and said, "I didn't say that I wasn't going to leave."

"What, you don't want to leave, so why are you sad all day long?"

Qiu Xiaobai's mood instantly rose from the trough to the peak, and he danced with a long sword.

"I haven't taken a bath for the past few days, it's uncomfortable, and "Qiu Xiaobai stopped talking again, showing a pitiful appearance.

"Say, as long as you're ready to leave, it's okay to say anything else." Qiu Xiaobai patted his chest boldly.

"Coupled with the fact that you mentioned the key, I remembered that the family legend of the snow rising and falling is a woman's swordsmanship, yes, it can't be passed on." She secretly glanced at Qiu Xiaobai, her eyes dripping.

"Is your family from a woman's swordsmanship?" Qiu Xiao's white head is big, and swordsmanship is also divided into men and women, so it's not that I haven't learned it

"Compared with my father, my mother is more prestigious, and the Flying Snow Seven Falls was created by her, and it was my mother who won the first place in the martial arts gate that year. I also defeated my father," Qiu Xiaobai raised his little fist and demonstrated.

"No, I always feel that you have something to hide from me, say" Qiu Xiaobai saw that she wanted to cover up, and always felt that there was something she didn't say, so she squinted her eyes and said disdainfully.

"What are you blushing for, I'm asking you?"

Qing Liu'er really looked like a child who made a mistake this time, standing with her back to Qiu Xiaobai, her face was as red as an apple.

"In a few days, it will be the Chung Yeung Festival, and my mother has already made an appointment with me in the letter to meet me in the small town of Russ."

Qing Liu'er's face turned red, as if she had plucked up great courage.

"See you, your own parents, what else are you afraid of, you bring me to meet your parents" Qiu Xiaobai was dumbfounded, and said to his senses: "How did you receive the news, and besides, did your mother invite me?"

Why is this happening, Qiu Xiaobai was completely stunned.

"See for yourself." Qing Liu'er threw a small roll of notes, and she really couldn't stay any longer.

Item Description: Lady Qin's letter.

Qiu Xiaobai opened it and saw that the handwriting on it was delicate and delicate, and it was indeed from a woman's hand.

It reads as follows:

Qing'er, a few years apart, my mother is very concerned about you, now the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, our family is also reunited, then you will take the second son, together with the ancient Zhai convergence, I and your father, just wait for you there. ”

It seems that there are still twists and turns

"No wonder you agreed to teach me martial arts, I was afraid that your father would try two tricks on me when the time came, but this is good, the woman's moves have not been learned, and in a few days, won't you be beaten half to death by your father." Qiu Xiaobai deliberately waited for the following, so he laughed and joked.

But seeing him smiling, there was a hint of worry.

Qing Liu'er sat on a mountain rock, covering her ears tightly.

After this erroneous ridicule, there was a long-lost sense of familiarity between the two.

Although she can't learn how to fly snow, Qing Liu'er still teaches some simple moves.

Qiu Xiaobai also trained himself more and more, hoping to truly comprehend a one-and-a-half-move, and it is always a good thing to be able to have one more active skill.

Qing Liu'er hasn't talked about it, although Qiu Xiaobai is puzzled, she didn't ask anything, maybe Qing Liu'er has her own plans.

He got up and came to the mountain rock, and trained his basic physical fitness according to Qing Liu'er's speech guidance.

A simple sword move may be easy to swing once, but if it is swung hundreds or thousands of times in a row, it requires extremely strong physical strength.

Every master must face and endure difficulties and obstacles, so that he can be indomitable and invincible.

What Qiu Xiaobai has to do now is to sharpen his state of mind, if he does not have an unwavering belief, it will be difficult to exert the power of this body, he is confident that he will definitely become stronger, because this is the belief of two people.

The clear stream in the mountains is radical and rocky, Qiu Xiaobai stands on the rocks that surface, flies quickly, adapts to his body's balance ability, meets the waterfall of the rapids, and bears the natural power of dozens of zhang rushing down.

The trees in the forest are towering, and the sun shines through the dense foliage, reflecting the figure of a teenager.

Qiu Xiaobai blows the leaves out of the sword, cutting off a leaf rain that flies down, constantly improving his reaction ability, and clearly feeling the vitality of nature.

The swordsmanship pointed out by Qing Liu'er in his mind was repeatedly scrutinized by him and gradually became proficient.

He believes that as long as he has the patience to practice a few more times, this skill will definitely be realized by him.

Half a day passed quickly, but the effect did not come so quickly.

The long sword in Qiu Xiaobai's hand was still swinging, and every time he swung it, he was carefully feeling the movement of the sword, hoping that he could reduce the stiffness of the attack by changing the speed of the sword.

He doesn't know whether this method has any effect, and even if this kind of thing happens to others, he may not even believe it, which is quite nonsensical no matter how you look at it, but he still insists on it.

The progress of the task has not been prompted again, these seem to have temporarily lost clues, Qing Liu'er doesn't know where to go, Qiu Xiaobai is bored, so he puts all his energy into swinging the sword, and when he is tired, he will take a break, and when he is rested, he will seize the time to continue wielding the long sword, to feel the speed of each sword.

The surrounding mountains and flowers are romantic, in this elegant and fresh environment, even if you don't do anything, just watching the mountains bloom, it is already a pleasant thing, so Qiu Xiaobai thinks about it like this, and she doesn't feel how stupid she is.

After a short time, Qing Liu'er walked out from the foot of a mountain, her figure pinching the corners of her skirt and walking from the side of the green mountain, followed by a white wolf.

The white wolf, tall and sturdy, with its white fur glowing with silver, glanced back, and then lay down on the soft green grass, scratching its ears with its front paws, with a sense of wanting to be alone to the end.

"At this time, your little wolf, does he have a name" Qiu Xiaobai looked at the white wolf in front of him who did not take the initiative to show aggression, and immediately relaxed his mentality, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's called Xiaobai." Qing Liu'er couldn't help but smile when she saw him staring at him, and then asked, "Do you remember the alley when we first met?"

Isn't it so ape dung, didn't Mo deliberately tease Qiu Xiaobai subconsciously looked at her face, and really couldn't see any flaws.

"I remember, when we first arrived in the small town of Russ, we thought that the congregation would unite to deal with those mutated creatures, but I didn't want Second Lieutenant Silin to sacrifice himself as a person, and decided to die alone, I was there to be infected by this selfless dedication of the spirit of love and wept, but I didn't want to be seen by you, and even slandered me with bad words, you did such a vicious thing, it is still vivid in my mind, how could I not remember" Since this is the case, then don't blame me, Qiu Xiaobai pretended to cry bitterly.

"What's the matter, you" Qing Liu'er was busy explaining, but she saw a smile on the corner of Qiu Xiaobai's mouth. "I mean the riverside, but I didn't say how I met you."

Qing Liu'er glared at Qiu Xiaobai, signaled him to be silent, and continued: "Xiaobai was not raised by me since I was a child, but half a year ago, I found it in the same woods.

It was getting dark, and I was about to leave after picking herbs, but when I passed by a river, I heard the cry of wolves in the mountains and forests.

I thought about taking the opportunity to escape, but I didn't want the wolf howl to sound far away, but it was still near, and soon a dozen wild wolves began to gather on the side of the mountain, their eyes were cold, and they were cold.

I remembered what my mother said: If a man encounters a pack of wolves, he must not lose his momentum, and wolves are extremely intelligent, and if they see through them, they are afraid that they will rush to pounce on them and never survive.

The wolves spotted me and slowly formed an encirclement. There is a wolf in the pack, and if the wolf is killed, the wolf will leave. Having made up my mind, I picked up a branch on the side of the road and watched the wolves carefully while quietly defending.

After a stalemate, finally there was a wolf howl behind him, and the wolves began to attack, as soon as I turned around, I saw the wolf, it was covered with black hair, its eyes were fierce and cruel, and a howl took the lead in rushing over, I avoided it sideways, and then took the opportunity to hit the head, the head wolf shook its head and roared, and pounced again, and more than a dozen wild wolves around also launched an attack, although I had a wooden stick to resist, but I could only barely protect myself, and could not hurt them.

After a long time, I felt a little weak, and my arm holding the stick was a little numb, and all but the wolf had been knocked to the ground by me.

Seeing that I was tired, the wolf became even more ferocious, baring its cold fangs, and began to circle around me, ready to strike a fatal blow at me.

The wolf stared at me for a long time, and suddenly jumped high and pounced on me, and a faint white shadow flashed past the corner of my clothes.

I was so exhausted, and with such a high level of concentration, I finally went dark and passed out.

In my dream, someone was touching my face, like my sister.

When I woke up, I saw a white wolf, crouching beside me, its fur shining and white, and now its front paws probing my forehead, with deep emotion in its eyes.

The little wolf seemed to really know me, and when he saw me get up, he circled around me, wagging his tail, and it was very cute.

I fed it the food in my arms and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, I felt that my dress was hanging by something, and when I looked back, it was the little wolf biting the hem of my skirt, and there were tears in my eyes.

The wolf was a lonely animal, but now it wanted to be with me, and I was so happy that I took it back.

It's very sensible and spiritual, but I've given it a lot of names, and it's silent. When I named it Xiaobai, it actually came over and licked my hand, excited like a child. ”

"Then this little wolf of yours is not simple, your name is not suitable at all, do you want to change to a different one" Qiu Xiaobai pinched his chin and thought.

"Maybe you can think of a name." Fang Qinghan proposed.

"How to say" Qiu Xiaobai was moved.

Qing Liu'er whispered a few words, and Qiu Xiaobai agreed with a happy expression: "That's it."

The warm light reflects on this valley, and the flowers of all colors are competing to bloom, and the beauty is breathtaking.

Suddenly there were bursts of men's screams at the bottom of the quiet Valley of Hundred Flowers, as well as the sound of women covering their mouths and chuckling.

"You deserve it, who made you use your own method on a whim," the woman snickered.

"There's nothing wrong with my method," Qiu Xiaobai pulled the entangled white wolf on his body and said to the woman beside him: "Then you say, isn't this name good?"

"Xiaobai doesn't like it." The woman's smile was undiminished, and she spoke softly, straight to the point.

"He's my little brother, he's not the one who has the final say in everything, I'm the big brother," Qiu Xiaobai looked domineering, and directly made the decision for this white wolf: "Besides, this ugly little wolf is still chosen by itself." ”

"Hmph"

This is the voice made by the little wolf.

The sun is warm, evaporating the water from the valley floor into a haze.

On the grass there are two names on the knotted branches, crooked.

It says ugly little gray and ugly little wolf.

Qing Liu'er was not convinced, raised her eyes, and stayed in place for a while.

There is also this wolf paw print on the side of the ugly little wolf, which seems to be chosen by this white wolf, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.