Xinghai looked at it for a while, and he already realized that Ying Long was just imitating the move, and he couldn't absorb half a point of dragon power in this move, and his sword technique all the way out, although the appearance was not far from his own eight or nine, but for the power of the two, it was very different!

After Ying Long finished practicing, he threw the sword to Wan'er and said, "Practice again!"

Wan'er caught the sword in a daze, the tears in her eyes swirled, like dew rolling on a flower, she was about to practice aggrievedly, and suddenly thought: Since he has learned this way of swordsmanship, even if he learns it now, he can't win against him, besides, he is so stupid, how can he learn it so quickly!

She threw away her sword in a huff and said, "I—I'm not going to learn!"

Xinghai hurriedly picked up the sword, stuffed it in Wan'er's hand, stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and said, "Good granddaughter, why don't you learn?"

"He's learned, I haven't learned, I-I just can't learn!"

"Good granddaughter, this-this-" Xinghai raised his head and glanced at Ying Long, and comforted Wan'er: "Grandma-grandma, I'll teach you three more tricks, just these three moves, you will definitely be able to beat him!"

Wan'er turned her head and muttered, "Don't learn!"

Xinghai took a step forward and asked, "Don't you really want to learn? Then I can only teach Ying Long!"

"No!" Wan'er turned her head, grabbed her sleeve and said, "You—you can't teach him!"

"But you don't want to learn, I-"

"I'll learn, grandma, I'll learn! Teach me!"

Xinghai smiled and stroked Ke'er's forehead, pulled her straight away, and said loudly: "I secretly taught you, what if you don't let him see it?"

"Hmm!" Wan'er jumped up and followed, not forgetting to turn around and make a grimace at Ying Long.

When Ying Long saw that the two of them were walking away, he simply turned his back and said with a smile: "I'm not uncommon to learn! Three tricks to beat me? I think it's beautiful! Even if the master comes, it may not be possible to beat me in three moves!" Hmph!"

He looked left and right, and was idle anyway, so he sat down cross-legged, his hands hanging down to his sides, and used the pranayama method of "Eight or Nine Xuantian Gong" to recuperate his physical strength.

I don't know how long it took, Wan'er walked over dejectedly, looking at the sea of flowers behind her from time to time, pouting as if she was sulking, she walked to Ying Long's side, only to find that he had fallen asleep, knocked on Ying Long's head, and shouted: "Fool, wake up!"

Ying Long was excited, his body had jumped out three feet away, and shouted, "What? Have you learned?"

Wan'er buried her head and said abruptly: "Learned!"

Ying Longxin said: Why did she learn new tricks, but she was even more unhappy?

Wan'er said, "I'm a girl, you have to let me!"

"Let's?

"You-you put your hands behind your back, I make three moves, if you can dodge it, and you don't use those two hands, even if you win!"

Ying Long smiled and said in his heart: What powerful moves can she learn in this moment? Besides, my 'Nine Extremes Heaven - Wine Drunk People' is running with both feet, what is the matter with closing your hands? What a stupid girl! I just listened to her, and when I thought of this, I nodded firmly

Wan'er didn't give up, and said: "We still have to make a bet, what if we win? What if we lose?"

Ying Long waved his hand and said, "It's all up to you!"

"Okay! I'll go away if I lose, I won't bother you for the rest of my life, and if I win, you'll win—"

"That's it?"

"Marry me, marry me, and treat me well for the rest of your life!"

Ying Long froze in place, hesitated for a while, and muttered, "This—this—"

Wan'er turned her face sideways, and her tone became stiff: "Don't you want to? Are you a coward and a turtle with a shrunken head? That's okay, if you win, I'll leave! I won't see you again, so you're happy!"

Ying Long hurriedly stopped him and said, "Okay! I'll bet with you!"

Wan'er rushed over, her figure was thin and thin, her puffy skirt trembled slightly, like a hibiscus flower out of the water, the long sword in her hand swirled, and she whispered: "Snow Dragon Baidao - Sword Snow Sorrow!"

The snowflakes next to the sword blade were scattered, and it was very poignant, but Ying Long had already been on guard, dodged sideways, and asked suspiciously: "Is this the first move? What is the difference from just now?"

Wan'er didn't pay attention to it, and reflexively made another move, "Snow Dragon Baidao - Tianxue!"

A pillar of light shot out from the sword's body, and a huge snowflake array spun out of the entire sky, and then several light waves smashed down, bombarding for half a while, and for a while dust and mist filled the air, and rubble rolled.

When the dust and mist dissipated, Ying Long gasped, but he still stood tall, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "If grandma makes this move, I will definitely not be able to dodge!

Wan'er's eyes were hazy with tears, she stared at Ying Long with a wry smile, and muttered: "Isn't this trick okay? That's it, you can't win this trick, what's the point of living—what's the point of living, simply—simply—" She stared at the long sword in her hand, a few tears hit it, and the figure in the sword rippled slightly.

Ying Long looked at Wan'er in a daze, saw her sword around her neck, her eyes slightly closed, and shouted, "What are you doing?

Wan'er ignored herself, and Ying Long shouted again: "Grandma, it's not good! Look at it, grandma, it's not good!"

He saw the little blood flowing from Wan'er's neck, and he didn't care about anything, he rushed forward, reached out and grabbed Wan'er's long sword, Wan'er collapsed into Ying Long's arms, Ying Long said sadly: "What are you doing?

Wan'er opened her eyes, hugged Ying Long with her arms and smiled, and murmured, "You used your hands, you lost! You said you want to marry me, you want to treat me well for the rest of your life, I-I'm so happy!haha!" Her silver bell-like laughter faded away, and she fell asleep groggily.

Ying Long sat dumbfounded, not knowing what to say or what to do

Grandma Xinghai anxiously ran out of the garden and asked, "What's wrong, why did Wan'er faint?"

Ying Long lowered his head, he wanted to restrain his resentful eyes, and asked sharply, "Grandma, this is your idea!"

Xinghai hugged Ke'er and walked away with his back to Ying Long, "What is my idea?" If Wan'er wasn't in love, you-would you be fooled?"

Ying Long slammed the ground angrily, "You lied to me, you all lied to me, this doesn't count, this doesn't count!"

"Why don't you count, didn't you promise it just now?"

Ying Long whimpered and cried, "No, you lied to me, you lied to me first! I—I can't be sorry for Ke'er!"

"That girl? Don't forget, she is Shao Hao's daughter, and it was Shao Hao who killed your father! Do you really want to be that unfilial son?" Xinghai's tone burst and was cold.

"Y-you're all lying to me, you're all lying to me, you're all lying to me!"

Ying Long's tears moistened the ground, and the tears of the sad man were like this-