"The fourth type, the peregrine falcon. Fast as an eagle falcon, swift and incoherent, only fast and unbreakable, impartial. Caught off guard and left no trace of a counterattack! ”

Mr. Beiguo's sword aura was like a swift wind, the sword momentum was gone, there was a sharp sound in the forest, the rainbow was lightning, the wooden leaves were wiped by the rapid sword qi, Yan Du stared at the extremely fast sword, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of sword marks were drawn on all the surrounding trees.

Yan Du drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword light reflected the shredded sunlight in the forest, dripping with a trace of golden light. Mr. Bei Guo looked at the imposing Yan Dusk, and his thin lips curled slightly: "Little apprentice, do you know what is the fastest in this forest?" ”

Yan Dui looked up at the surroundings when he heard this, and there was a squirting on the verdant green trees, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he waved a sword wind, which was like a broken bamboo sword, and instantly startled a group of mountain birds.

"The fastest in the woods is the chickadee!" Yan Dui's eyes were clear, she looked directly at the master, and replied respectfully.

Mr. Bei Guo smiled, sure enough, there is no problem to get his little apprentice! She looked at Yan Dusk, who had grown a little taller, and said casually:

"That's right! The falcon feeds on the finch, and from now on, knock out all the yellow-bellied chickadees in this forest! ”

"Stunk?" Yan Duying's brows furrowed, quite puzzled.

Mr. Beiguo pretended to be annoyed and stretched out his hand to massage the acupoints on his head, and the mole between his eyebrows revealed the charm of a woman: "These days are in the breeding season for them, and the squeaky chirp makes the teacher so noisy that it is not good to rest......"

Hum! Let me teach them a lesson today!

Mr. Bei Guo raised one side of his eyes to look at Yan Dui, only to see that her eyes were pure and innocent, looking up at the mountains full of yellow-bellied, with red lips like cherry blossoms, and said, "Yes!" Master! ”

Yan Dusk raised his sword and flew between the branches of the grass and trees, the plain green robe was hidden in the green leaves in the blink of an eye, and the chickadee was alert and vigilant, and the slightest wind and grass immediately spread their wings and fled.

As soon as Yan Dui's subtle breath passed, the chickadee seemed to perceive it, the fluffy feathers all over her body stood upside down, and the sesame-like black eyes rolled, and before she could see whether it was a human or a wind, she was knocked on the back of the sword and fell to the soft and waxy earth in a daze.

One after another yellow-bellied little were murdered all over the mountains, and the more Yan Du grabbed it, the more energetic he became, but unexpectedly, with a bang, it seemed that he had knocked something wrong. Although it landed in response, in a few moments, swarms of bees chased after them!

"Ahh Yan Du was frightened by the huge number of bees gathered into a black group, and hurriedly ran to the master, Mr. Bei Guo was dressed in white, and when he heard Yan Dui's scream, he immediately looked nervously, only to hear the little apprentice shouting in horror:

"It's not a bee, it's a hornet!"

Where can I take care of Yan Dusk, Mr. Beiguo saw this and ran down the mountain. Suddenly! Mei Chuan, who came out of nowhere, carried a large bucket of stream water and threw it straight in the direction of Yan Dusk!

Yan Duan, who was running to escape for his life, took the cold stream head-on, as if he had been slapped in the face, and was suddenly slapped and fell to the ground, looking at Uncle Achuan with two big eyes in a daze.

I saw him holding a wormwood stick and driving away all the hornets. Mr. Beiguo, who was panting with his waist crossed, suddenly stood in front of her and said:

"To practice swords, you must seek stability in the middle of the fast, and then practice!"

A small figure, day and night, shuttling between the mountains and forests, swept by, the sword light measured, and the quietly landed. Until the silence on the octagonal mountain, Mr. Bei Guo fell asleep peacefully and had a good night's sleep......

"Fifth type, Jiaolong. Such as a dragon, such as a ghost, such as a ghost, one move and ten changes, and ten transformations. Complicated to the extreme, do not dance a trick repeatedly! ”

The wind passed, and during the season of mango planting, the withered flowers fell from the trees, which seemed to be the last bloom before withering. Mr. Bei Guo made a sword of Changhong, turned into countless sword light phantoms, countless flying flowers were lightly crossed by the Qingluan sword, divided into four petals, and the fine flying flowers turned into a hazy flower rain in Yan Duan's eyes, and fell into the little girl's ten-year-old years.

When people are in the world, they are guests outside the body. The falling flowers are ruthless, and they spend their lives in the Yishui Sword. Yan Du clenched her hands, even if life is short, she will live brilliantly!

"The sixth style, borrowing a knife. The seventh form, ask the sword ......"

Day after day, Mr. Bei Guo stood here and taught this little girl who had too many things in mind.

In the past few years, this little girl held the sword that her master bought back with ten taels of silver, and waved the Yishui swordsmanship on the bank of the Yishui River, listening to the gurgling water and looking at the green mountains.

A small figure, step by step, one by one, bit by bit, wholeheartedly used the sword in his hand to express the Yishui swordsmanship and realize the Yishui sword heart.

I have seen the plum blossoms of the beginning of spring, listened to the thunder of the sting, drenched the torrential rain of the summer solstice, basked in the scorching sun, and blown the cool breeze of white dew.

Looking up at the moon that is gradually consummating in the sky, at this moment, the left and right hands have practiced the first nine styles of Yishui swordsmanship!

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"Little apprentice!"

Mr. Beiguo was lying on the veranda specially built by Meichuan for her to enjoy the shade, the stream under the stage was long, glowing with golden light, meandering down, I don't know where it flowed, and the small fish were in the clear water, leisurely, chasing and playing.

Mr. Beiguo was biting the red fruit that had grown all over the mountain, and while looking at Yan Du, who was constantly practicing swords beside her, a breeze blew the fine green silk on the little apprentice's forehead, and a drop of sweat was swept away with the shocking turn.

"It's time to take a break!" Mr. Bei Guo's eyes were a little sad, some worried, the little apprentice was talented, and he learned the first nine styles of Yishui swordsmanship in less than a year, at the beginning Mr. Bei Guo was very surprised, and he was so relieved that he just wanted to hold the child to kiss him.

I thought that the little apprentice had learned nine times out of ten, and he should be able to relax and accompany her as a master. How do you know that she has a strong heart, and she has to understand this tenth style, so she can only practice swords day and night, completely ignoring herself, the master!

After hearing this, he resolutely put away his sword, looked at Mr. Beiguo with a wilted expression, and said with concern: "Master, do you want to have refreshments?" ”

Yan Du found that since the master was lying here and watched her practice swords, she ate a lot of fruit, and speculated that she should find it tasteless in her mouth, so she planned to bring her some cakes and refreshments.

Mr. Beiguo raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and listened to the words of the little apprentice, but he was really a little light-mouthed, so he nodded happily.

Seeing this, Yan Du turned around and left a sentence: "I'll go get it!" He flew out of Mr. Beiguo's sight in an instant.

"Huh! As a teacher, I want to give you a rest! Mr. Bei Guo suddenly realized his original intention and said to Yan Duan, who had disappeared without a trace.

Mr. Beiguo looked at the green mountains and green waters in front of him, and couldn't help sighing, Ah Chuan, this guy went to the town to buy, I don't know when he will come back?

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives! In the distance, a horse body shadow appeared in Mr. Beiguo's eyes, only to see Mei Chuan's navy blue plain clothes, still tall and mighty, Mr. Beiguo smiled lightly and looked at it from afar, and couldn't help but recall that the once majestic general, riding a horse to her side, she was proud of the world in her twenty-eight years, but took his rabbit lantern!

A hundred years of old together, holding the end of the world! I wonder if her little apprentice has this kind of blessing? Such a stubborn little girl, who would like it?

When Mr. Beiguo thought of this, he couldn't help laughing, Mei Chuan had already driven to her, Mr. Beiguo stood up with one hand, jumped off the veranda, rushed to the carriage, and muttered: "I miss me!" ”

Mei Chuan was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to stare at Mr. Beiguo, who suddenly poured out his heart, but saw her take out a stack of notebooks from the car, and smiled happily.

Mei Chuan was speechless, but he heard Yiren's pretty voice again: "Huh! There's a rabbit lantern! ”

Mr. Beiguo looked at the rabbit lantern quietly placed on the carriage chair in amazement, and on the white and round body of the little rabbit were two red eyes that were stunned, and the ears were erected, as if they were looking for food.

"Sent to me?" Mr. Beiguo suddenly felt that his old face was a little hot, with a smile at the end of his eyes, and there was more autumn waves in his eyes, it has been thirty years, this guy still remembers......

Mei Chuan stared at Mr. Beiguo who bowed his head and smiled, thirty years ago, the lady of the sky in red still makes him yearn for it!

Mr. Bei Guo took a deep breath of the cool breath of Liqiu, and couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, so he simply didn't hide it: "You just buy it for me, the little apprentice won't be unhappy when he sees it!" ”

That little doll won't be like you, so many flowery intestines! Mei Chuan moved silently, but still pointed to the lantern placed opposite the rabbit lantern and said, "I bought it for her too." ”

Mr. Bei Guo turned his head and looked, and a white wolf lantern caught his eye!

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was some sweat on her forehead, she always said in front of Ah Chuan in the past few days that the little apprentice ignored her and was a little white-eyed wolf. Unexpectedly, he really listened......

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The moonlight is soft and white, shining in the deep sky. Yan Du sat at the table, looking up at the gradually mellow moon outside the window, and an oil lamp on the table illuminated the white wolf lantern next to him.

Looking at its dark green eyes, Yan Du couldn't help but smile lightly, remembering his surprised face when he walked on Suzaku Street with Zhuang Lin that day and chose a wolf mask.

Yan Dusk's eyes are gentle, practicing swords day and night, wind and rain, but the unique fair face is not dark yellow and tanned, the little face is round and playful, and the heroic eyebrows on the apricot eyes give people a sassy breath.

Thinking about leaving home, it has been almost a year, and Yan Du is worried about the Zhuang family, and also about Zhuang Lin on Tianji Mountain. She took a long breath, opened the pen and paper that Uncle Achuan bought for her, and wrote slowly:

"My brother respects ......"

In the quiet night, Yan Du borrowed an oil lamp to slowly tell the story of Shengjing's apprenticeship, Yi Shui learning swords, chopping wood to cook rice, and carrying water to feed horses. Crossing the riverbank, picking mountain fruits, catching fish, hitting chickadees, and even the troubles of poking a hornet's nest were also written.

After talking about the Yishui River, she talked about the people around her, Master Mr. Beiguo was free and easy, and Uncle Achuan was cold and warm-hearted. Writing this, Yan Du couldn't help but think that Uncle Ah Chuan was a miscellaneous man before, but later learned that he was the master's father-in-law and his own master.

A gust of wind blew and blew onto the big sword that never left his body, and the black sword spikes floated up with the autumn wind.

Yan Duan picked up the pen and told Zhuang Lin that he practiced swords all the way, and he was unstoppable, and even the master praised her for her genius, but she was trapped in the tenth style of Yishui swordsmanship, although she practiced diligently day and night, she never got the essentials......

"Life on the banks of the Yishui River is leisurely, although it is not rich, but its heart is full. Ranwu always misses my father and brother, and I am willing to meet every year in Shangyuan and go home for reunion. The book is not satisfactory, and the rest of the words will follow! ”

She didn't know that this letter came over the mountains and mountains, but it fell into the hands of the people of fate.

On Tianji Mountain, Ying Riyao read Yan Duan's letter word by word, and her original vigorous font became graceful because of her heart. The lights in the courtyard in the study shone on his handsome face, reflecting a trace of gentle charm for the first time......