With a flexible twist of her wrist, He Muwan got rid of the man's control, and the soft branches made a graceful arc in the air, and she hit Nie Qing again.

"You really don't show any mercy to your master!" Nie chuckled as he stepped back.

"Even if I try my best, I can't hurt you in the slightest, so why should I be merciful?" He Muwan unceremoniously took the words and responded.

"That's right!" The corners of his lips raised a graceful arc, and Nie Qingfang's body jumped into the air, and his toes lightly touched the branch waved by the woman.

One turned over, and before He Muwan could take back the branch, Nie Qingfang had already jumped behind her.

"You've practiced the previous moves very well, let's continue to learn today!" Attached to the woman's ear, Nie said softly.

When the words fell, he had already grabbed He Muwan's arm and practiced with her hand in hand.

Flexibly using his own internal force, an ordinary branch seemed to be infused with life power in Nie Qingfang's hands.

The breeze brought up layers of fallen leaves on the ground, and under the moonlight, the man and woman were reflected in a beautiful scenery.

Following the man's pace, He Muwan felt that there seemed to be a kind of power in her body, although it was not very strong, but it was enough to make her blood boil.

"Try it yourself!" Letting go, Nie said softly.

"Hmm!" Nodding at the man, He Muwan relied on his memory to repeat the moves that the man had just practiced with him.

"This time, I feel like I'm a little different from before!" Collecting the branches in his hand, He Muwan said bluntly.

"What's the difference?" Nie asked lightly as he complied.

"Even if I practiced the previous moves, even if I was familiar with them, when I could use them, I always felt that I lacked a little strength, but now, I feel that there seems to be an invisible force in my body, urging my moves and styles, and when I make moves and combos, I feel smoother than before!"

"Your consciousness is quite high!" Nie chuckled lightly and patiently explained: "The power in your body that you feel now is the true qi, if you can control the true qi in your body freely, then you have internal strength!" ”

"Really angry? Internal force? He Muwan repeated thoughtfully, suddenly ecstatic, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, and she asked with a smile: "You mean that I have internal strength now?" Does that mean that I can also fly like you in the future and become a generation of heroes? ”

Looking at the woman's innocent and lovely appearance, the smile on the corner of Nie Qing's crazy mouth couldn't help but ripple, "This is just the beginning, you are still far away!" ”

was splashed with cold water, He Muwan was instantly lost, pursed his mouth, and responded with an "oh".

"Everything is beneficial and harmful, although the true qi is good, but if it is not controlled properly, it will only suffer from it, and the practice of martial arts must not be eager for quick success!" I was afraid that she would go crazy because she was too anxious, so she smiled, and Nie said lightly and seriously.

Although there is no shortcut to martial arts, if someone helps, it can be a different matter, just in the process of hand-in-hand teaching, Nie Qingfang evenly transported a little bit of his true qi into He Muwan's body, which made He Muwan's body have a different feeling.

It's just that his true qi is too strong, and he is afraid that women will not be able to control it, so he doesn't dare to convey too much at a time, so he can only let her digest it slowly.

Seeing the woman's lost look, the corners of Nie Qingfang's lips rose again, and he changed the conversation and continued: "However, people who can master the essence of martial arts and learn internal skills in such a short period of time are rare in the rivers and lakes, maybe you are really a martial arts wizard, in time, you will definitely succeed, don't worry, take your time!" ”

He didn't say a word about the matter of transmitting her true qi, making her think that it was her own cultivation, maybe she would be happier and more confident.

As expected, after listening to Nie's frantic words, He Muwan immediately burst into tears and laughed, "I'll just say, I'm naturally smart, my bones are amazing, and such trivial things as practicing martial arts can't bother me!" ”

Playfully glanced at the man, and when the words fell, He Muwan had already waved the branch in his hand, trying to run the true qi in his body.

Shaking his head with a helpless smile, Nie stood quietly in place, looking at the woman's graceful figure in a daze.

Entangled with the layers of fallen leaves brought by the breeze, He Muwan's arms flipped and swirled, and her figure fluttered, compared with the beauty of the past, at this moment, she added a bit of heroic air.

On tiptoe, He Muwan kept turning her body, and the soft branches waved in her hands, drawing a graceful arc.

Glancing proudly at the man on the side, He Muwan turned around and was about to accept the recruitment, but she couldn't stand firmly, her feet slipped, and her whole body leaned straight back.

Leaping into the air, Nie flashed to the woman's side, and scooped her up before her body was about to hit the ground.

Holding the beauty in his arms with one hand, and stretching out the other to balance, Nie took He Muwan lightly and slowly fell back to the ground from mid-air.

The inexplicable sense of déjà vu made He Muwan's heart move, and she looked at Nie Qingfang's half of the face covered by the mask in a daze, and she was stunned.

"What does it mean to get carried away, I have seen it today!"

It wasn't until the man's joking voice sounded in her ears that He Muwan came back to her senses, and was helped up by the man, she stared at the man and asked, "Nie Qingmad, did we really not know each other before?" ”

"Didn't I answer you that question?"

"But why do I always think you're so much like an old friend of mine?" Frowning slightly, He Muwan continued to ask.

"Oh? You have never seen my face, so why do you think I look like your old man? Unimpressed, Nie asked without answering.

"Intuition!"

"Intuition? In this world, seeing may not be believing, let alone intuition! Nie snorted lightly, then changed the conversation and said, "The old man you said is your sweetheart, right?" ”

When he was held in Nie Qingfang's arms, He Muwan couldn't help but recall in his mind the scene when he first met that person when he stepped on the snow to find plums, slipped down from the rocks, and met that person for the first time.

Faintly, she always felt that the arms of the two of them were very similar, her sweetheart? Thinking of that high-flying man, He Muwan's heart couldn't help but feel cold, now, can he still be regarded as her sweetheart?

Not knowing how to answer, He Muwan chose to remain silent, the air was suddenly quiet and a little terrifying, although she lowered her head, Nie Qingyan still saw obvious darkness in her eyes.

Bright eyes sank, and Nie Qingfang finally spoke again, breaking the embarrassing silence, "There are many sentient beings, there are many similar people, don't think about it, rest early!" ”