Brocade night walk.

Nan Xiang feels that this word is very suitable to describe his current self.

A perfect skin, a good kung fu, this is definitely a priceless brocade clothes. However, he never had the courage to put on this brocade robe in front of others.

She couldn't.

She can't accept everything without heart and lungs and start a new life; She can't be easily and handy, under the gaze of many men; She couldn't even confess everything to those closest to her, and she happily went back to her original routine.

She ran away from this body, unwilling to enjoy all the conveniences that hue brought her. Obviously, as long as you throw away a little discipline and beg for a wave of gifts in front of the camera, you can easily get everything that ordinary people envy.

But she never took that step.

She just wants to run away from everything, put all the excuses on the inexplicable system, hoping that after she completes those never-ending tasks, the system will be merciful and return to her former life.

She is an ostrich, even though she appears to have transformed into a peacock.

Nan Xiang sat in the rental house in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. The sky outside the window still showed no signs of darkening, but the clock had already reached six o'clock, Nan Xiang was inexplicably relieved, and finally could escape to that world again.

She closed the curtains.

The river is choppy.

"Did you get a good night's rest last night?"

On the deck, Long Qianling untied his hair in a high bun, and let the river breeze blow the green silk like ink.

"Good."

Riding a boat is a novelty, but when the people watching the scenery are preoccupied, there may not be any pleasure.

"What are you thinking?" Long Qianling suddenly asked. Before Nan Xiang had time to search his intestines and scrape his stomach, Long Qianling immediately condensed his tone, "You are thinking, Miss Long Er has returned to her land, your martial arts are low, and there is no need to continue to stay, right?" ”

"I ......" Nan Xiang was dizzy for a while, unable to say a word.

Long Qianling stared at her with playful eyes for a long time, until the little face on the other side was already flushed, and then he decided to let her go again: "If you really think that your martial arts are low, I can teach you." ”

"Huh?!"

"However, due to the door rules, the Taijiquan sword must not be passed on, I can only teach you some other martial arts." Long Qianling's tone suddenly froze, "Stand still!" ”

Nanxiang stood up straight in a regular manner.

The river breeze is refreshing. On the deck, the two young men who practiced martial arts one after the other, one was green and as ink, bright and moving, and the other was carved with jade, which was another pleasing scenery on this river view.

Long Qianling felt that he must be crazy. She is the princess of the Dragon God Gang above 10,000 people, and those "young talents" who are like waste, even if they don't give them half a color, they have to scramble to stick to it. But this kid doesn't dedicate himself to hospitality, and he endures his martial arts skills, and his appearance is ...... It's really good-looking...... Obviously, he took the initiative to show favor to this kid like this, but he was good, but he didn't know what he was thinking or what to escape, but he made an awkward scene! Even if this Miss Long Er has to coax him to teach him martial arts, how can there be such a thing in the world?!

Speaking of this kid's martial arts, it is even more amazing. Obviously, martial arts are extremely low, but the knowledge is very good, and the understanding is also the best choice. He seems to have a plan for his martial arts, only learning swordsmanship, fists and feet, light skills, and internal skills, obviously he is better at swordsmanship, but he has no intention of being tempted.

What's more, in just two hours, this kid's martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, and at such a speed, people can't help but wonder, how long has it been since he started practicing martial arts?

#三天#

Long Qianling only taught Nanxiang all basic martial arts, and because of his full potential, he learned quickly. It's a pity that the internal strength "Fusang Ninjutsu" can only go to Iga Valley to continue to improve, and it can't be learned from Long Qianling, which restricts Nanxiang from going further.

In just one morning, Nanxiang has already made considerable progress, and when he opened the attribute bar, the entire overall evaluation has undergone a lot of changes.

Open the status bar and skill bar, and your status has changed significantly:

[Iga Valley] Nanxiang

You're a fourteen-year-old woman, and you're all over the place, and you're naturally charming. Your martial arts look like you're getting a glimpse of the door, and your shot seems to be very light.

Food: 126/225

Drinking: 105/200

Health: 344/344 (100%)

Internal forces: 1796/898

Mana: 0/0

Strength: 14/10

Dexterity: 14/10

Perception: 33/30

Root bone: 34/30

Hits: [0]

Avoidance: [0]

Attack: [0]

Defense: [0]

Experience: 32800

Potential: 5560

Prestige: Obscurity

Talent: Flushed face

【Skill Bar】

[Fists and feet] basic fists and kicks *40 (ordinary)

[Fist Kick] No Punch *41 (Normal)

[Blade] Basic Knife Technique*40 (Normal)

[Blade] Kaede Kawa Ichi-slash *41 (Normal)

[Light work] basic light work*40 (ordinary)

[Light power] no shadow hides*41 (ordinary)

[Internal power] basic internal strength*40 (ordinary)

Fuso Ninjutsu*40 (Normal)

[Parry] basic parry *40 (ordinary)

[Knowledge] Reading and Literacy*30 (Fledgling)

"Thank you, Sister Qianling." Nan Xiang stood up and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, "My martial arts are low, and I still want you to teach you by hand, it's really hard for you." ”

"It's okay, it's not hard." Long Qianling chuckled, "Your current martial arts, if you go to Wudang Mountain, you should also be ranked among the younger generation of disciples, so you don't have to be arrogant." By the way—"

"Sister Qianling, what's wrong?"

"You like swords, but you don't have blades in your hands. People in the rivers and lakes, how can they lack the weapons at hand? It just so happens that there are a few seized swords in the ship's storeroom, so go pick one. ”

"Good!" Nanxiang is full of joy.

"Take your pick, here are all the blades that this ship has collected over the years. Some were seized from smuggling boats, and some small thieves who were caught and left behind, all of which were weapons of little value. It's a pity that the time is in a hurry, and I don't have time to get a good one, and when I get to Zhenjiang, I must ask my father to pick a treasure knife from the warehouse of the Dragon God General Altar for you. ”

"No, I'll just pick a handful to defend myself!"

In the storeroom, rows of swords are not neatly stacked together. Nan Xiang picked it up with interest, and Long Qianling looked at Nan Xiang with even more interest.

Nanxiang took out one handle after another, and pulled out a long knife to check the color. But she really doesn't know the advantages and disadvantages of swords, and she doesn't have a clue after watching it for a long time.

Long Qianling pursed his lips and chuckled, and was about to step forward to pick a handful and give it to Nan Xiang, but when he saw Nan Xiang suddenly pull out a blade, he seemed a little sluggish.

"Little Brother Nan, what's wrong?"

"This knife...... What is it? ”