The little girl's words made Rollin laugh, he never imagined that one day his murderous sword would be evaluated as 'good-looking'.

It's been almost a month since we got along, and Luo Lin likes this strong little girl very much, and this ordinary life has also allowed Luo Lin to temporarily get rid of the heavy days in the past, his mood is very relaxed and happy, so he smiled and teased: "It's okay to learn, but there is a condition." ”

"What conditions, you say?" Jasmine also came to be interested.

Luo Lin inserted the moire sword in his hand into the mud ground, and the tip of the sword sank into the ground about thirty centimeters deep, probably because of the infusion and warmth of the dragon essence, this moire sword was also slowly changing.

Originally, the color of this sword was dark and dark, and it looked inconspicuous at all, but it was full of an icy aura that was impossible to look at. But now, the edge of this sword is constantly converging, and the dark color of the sword body has not changed, but the blade part of the sword has slowly become as bright as water, and at a glance, it looks like flowing mercury.

By now, the evil spirit of this sword has been exhausted, but it has shown a kind of atmosphere that is sprinkled with exuberance. If this sword was a sharp hero on the battlefield before, now, this sword is implicit but not exposed, immovable, and has the appearance of a king.

Of course, the little girl couldn't see these things, she just thought the sword was a little scary.

Rollin stated his conditions: "See this sword, right?" ”

"Hmm." Jasmine nodded.

"If you can pull it out of the dirt, I'll teach you." Rollin jokingly said that he didn't expect Jasmine to pull out the sword, which weighed more than seventy kilograms. It's not something that a little girl can shake at all. In fact. The moire sword followed him to fight in all directions. And it's also a soul refining weapon, it's already quite spiritual, except for Luo Lin, the sword master, even if it's an ordinary warrior with enough strength, it's useless, not to mention drawing the sword, it's very good to be able to shake it.

"Okay." Jasmine's newborn calf, not afraid of tigers, put down the basket and walked over to the moire sword, which reached almost to her shoulder. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and began to pull it upwards with all his might.

With this pull, she really felt the huge weight of the moire sword, although she tried her best, her little face was already a little round and red, but the sword inserted in the soft mud ground was almost immovable.

It was said almost, because the little girl still lifted the sword up a little in front of her, less than a centimeter, and then fell back into the pit.

But this centimeter surprised Rollin, and he could feel it. Jasmine couldn't draw her sword only because of her lack of strength. She didn't seem to feel the slightest effect of the evil aura on the moire sword.

"Uncle, this sword is too heavy, I can't pull it out." The little girl shook her head a little disappointed, and then looked at Luo Lin adoringly: "Uncle, you have so much strength. ”

Luo Lin asked, "Why, aren't you afraid of it?" ”

"Afraid? One thing, this sword is cold, the blade is very sharp, I was a little afraid of cutting my hand just now. As she spoke, the little girl stretched out her hand and gently touched the blade of her sword, looking cautious.

Under Rollin's gaze, her hand really touched the blade of the sword, and although she retracted her hand after touching it, it was enough to surprise Rollin.

The blade of the moire sword is like a dragon's scales, and if you touch it, you will die, and now it has no deterrent power against such a little girl, which is simply incredible.

Judging from the little girl's face, she was really not too afraid, and she shook her hand and said, "This sword is really cold, just like an ice cube." ”

Luo Lin realized something, and recalled that when they met, the little girl dared to scare at him, completely ignoring the majesty in him that even a man in the prime of life feared, which could probably only be attributed to his talent.

"Where's your dagger?" Rollin asked.

"In the house." The little girl carried the basket into the hut, and after a while she took the stainless-steel weapon of the disease, which was only a dagger to Rollin, but to her a one-handed sword.

"I'll teach you a trick today." Rollin laughed.

"Okay, uncle." Jasmine drew the dagger she prized.

Luo Lin didn't teach anything special, but the most basic action in sword skills was stabbing.

He pulled out the moire sword from the mud and practiced it slowly in the most standard posture, while saying some key points, and at the end, he asked, "Do you see clearly?" ”

When he did this, Luo Lin really had a sense of novelty, and it was the first time since the completion of his martial arts that he had practiced the most basic sword moves so seriously.

"See clearly." Jasmine looked very seriously.

"You practice for me." Rollin laughed.

Jasmine practiced it with that short sword, not to mention, it turned out to be presentable, although it looked rusty, but the key points reminded by Luo Lin were basically not wrong.

"Very good." Luo Lin was very happy, but he didn't expect that this Jasmine was not only not afraid of the majesty of the sword body, but also had a very high talent, he stepped forward and began to seriously correct some small flaws when Jasmine took out the sword, and then said, "Try again." ”

Jasmine stabbed another sword, of course, the strength was very insufficient, but the flaws pointed out by Luo Lin were also corrected by her, as long as she continued to practice like this, it is estimated that in less than a month, maybe this sword can be practiced with some power.

Luo Lin had never believed in the existence of martial arts geniuses before, for example, if he hadn't been practicing hard in the games and reality in his previous life, he would never have achieved such an achievement in his life, only he himself knew how much effort he had put into it and how much sweat he had shed. For example, this simple basic sword move, he practiced hard day and night, constantly corrected, and only then did he reach the point of almost perfection, how can it be like this little girl, just practiced it twice, and it turned out to be the same.

Compared to himself, Jasmine, this little girl, is an absolute genius. Luo Lin has a heart of cherishing talents, and there is a kind of good talent and beautiful jade in front of him, and he can't bear to waste it in vain.

So he said: "When you have free time in the future, don't go out to play, I will teach you to practice martial arts." ”

"But uncle" Jasmine obviously doesn't want to stay in the nest all the time, she is only eight years old, and there are many friends in the valley.

Luo Lin waved his hand: "This is the reward, I live in your wooden house, and I must be rewarded." ”

"But uncle," Jasmine thought, adding that the pay was enough.

"It was decided. If you dare to sneak out to play, you will have to return this short sword to me, anyway, if you put it here, you won't use it, and you will waste a good sword in vain. Rollin was in hot pursuit.

As soon as she heard that Luo Lin was going to withdraw the short sword, Jasmine was stunned and had to agree: "Okay then." ”

So from this day on, Rollin began to teach Jasmine sword skills. Usually, Rollin teaches a trick, and then he goes inside the house to meditate on the affairs of the brain, while Jasmine works hard outside the house alone in an open space.

At first, Jasmine didn't think about being lazy, and even wanted to go out to play secretly, but as long as she didn't put her idea into practice, she would be discovered by Rollin, and a small pebble would fly out of the wooden house and hit her body, not hurting, but it hurting.

Time flies, and three months pass in the blink of an eye. In these three months, Jasmine has actually learned the basic swordsmanship, and she uses it in a decent way, and it is quite a little powerful.

In the past four months, she has eaten meat and drank milk every day, her nutrition is sufficient, her physical condition has also been greatly improved, the vegetables on her face have completely disappeared, her skin has become tender and snow-white, her eyes have become more and more flexible, and she has a little more firmness, her weight has increased by ten kilograms, and her height is at least three centimeters, and she is no longer thin at all.

If the little girl Jasmine four months ago was thin and pitiful, then the little girl now looks like a wild little leopard, the children in the valley, regardless of gender, no one is her opponent, if she takes the short sword, even if many adult men who are below level 5 in the brain assessment come over, they will suffer her loss if they are not careful.

The speed of progress is really fast enough, and Rollin can only say that he has picked up a treasure.

As for Luo Lin, his work is quite smooth, and there are only a few few steps left to block the back door of the brain, and the completion of this work is just around the corner.

However, the atmosphere in the valley seems to be a little tense lately, and Jasmine went out to do the laundry, and then brought back the news that the forest has been very uneven recently, and it is said that someone has seen the Dark Elf Silver Moon Samurai.

Rollin was in the middle of a critical step in solving the problem of the brain, so even if he heard about it, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After another ten days passed peacefully, and when Rollin was reforming his brain as usual, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the Echo Valley.

With a slight movement of his ears, Rollin heard the woman's cry from the noise. Listening to the voice, it seems that something has happened.

Rollin was stunned, got up and walked out of the cabin. In the open space outside the house, Jasmine was still practicing her sword, but judging by the way her eyes kept glancing at Taniguchi, the soul must have flown over.

"Jasmine, go see what's going on." Rollin Road.

"Okay, uncle." Before the words fell, the person had already run out more than ten meters. (To be continued......)