Complaining and tossing and turning are compromises of real life, and self-blame is a sharp knife that stabs oneself. Now that you've come here, let it be safe.

Han Qian didn't want to complain pointlessly, nor did he want to blame himself for Blue Butterfly's death.

The gentle light licked the air, still not taking away the breath of death she felt.

An hour has passed, and how much has happened? Han Qian got up from his stool and walked to the window. I don't know if the streamer or Li Shuge succeeded. She looked out the dark window and sighed heavily.

The disciple's room of the Immortal Pavilion cannot do such a thing as murder, and once someone dies in the disciple's room, the enchantment of the disciple's room will be immediately blocked. This avoids the phenomenon of modern people, people sitting at home, and disasters coming from heaven.

All the houses in the Immortal Pavilion, except for the Longyun Palace, are the safest rooms. Tonight, Yin Xixi must have been walking at night to suffer from this unwarranted disaster.

The door opened~

Han Qian's tightened heart breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Yujie had a gloomy face, and his straight figure walked in from outside the door with a pink outfit. She hurriedly stood up and looked at Ji Yujie's back like still water, and he gently put Yin Xixi on the bed.

Ji Yujie turned to look at Han Qian, "I'll go to Shenying Mountain to get medicine, and I'll send you back by the way." ”

Han Qian nodded, "Thank you." ”

Along the way, the two did not say a word. The night breeze blew through the two of them like swaying flowers.

Han Qian returned to the house, and a pair of eyes were staring at her back when the door was closed. She turned around and saw that Mucha had sat up from the bed.

"I woke you up?" Han Qian asked.

"You're out?" Mucha asked. He hadn't eaten for a day, and he was dizzy from hunger. Always in a daze, when I heard the sound of the door opening, I knew that Han Qian had gone out.

"Go out for a walk," Han said, taking off his shoes and lying down on the floor.

"It's dangerous outside, don't go out at night in the future." Mucha said.

Han Qian let out an 'um', turned his back to Mucha and went to sleep.

In the early morning of the second day, the fragrance of osmanthus wafted faintly into the cold room. Han Qian opened her eyes and sat up, a ray of sunlight shining right into her eyes. She blocked it with her hand and took a deep breath, this should be the last osmanthus fragrance this year, right?

As soon as she went to the restaurant for breakfast, Ji Mo sent a message to her to go to the back mountain to practice.

Han Qian took the initiative to bring the "Diqiang Sword Technique" and the peachwood sword.

Ji Mo turned his back to the weapon rack, and the arrival of Han Qian made him feel a little familiar. He frowned, blaming himself for not being fully conscious.

He turned around and sucked in the True Qi of the "Diqiang Sword Technique" in Han Qian's hand and the peachwood sword together. After throwing the peachwood sword accurately and neatly onto the weapon rack, open the "Diqiang Sword Technique". He had never read the book yet.

Han Qian watched Ji Mo turn a few pages, his brows furrowed slightly. Then he threw the "Diqiang Sword Technique" at his feet, and after the book cursed, there was no more sound.

"This sword technique is not suitable for testing with streamers at all." Ji Mo said, walking towards the apprentice with his hands behind his back.

Han Qian saw Ji Mo's upright figure walking towards him, Ji Mo's current appearance, like a soldier.

"Streamer has been practicing swords since she was a child, and her speed, few people in the Immortal Pavilion can surpass it now. The key to "Diqiang Swordsmanship" is also fast, but you don't have the foundation to practice martial arts since you were a child, and it is impossible to be faster than her. He said to Han Qian with certainty.

Ji Mo's voice was clear and resolute, and Han Qian knew that it turned out that Ji Mo focused his goal on Streamer, not Li Shuge.

"Senior Sister Li's swordsmanship is also very fast?" Han Qian's subconscious asked this sentence.

"Li Shuge is good at using a bow~" Ji Mo replied clearly.

Han Qian didn't know why he subconsciously asked that, Li Shuge's swordsmanship. Ji Mo's answer made her figure out why she asked that sentence.

Last time, in the Golden Buddha Valley, someone used a bow and arrow to get rid of themselves! It seems that it is her.

"George Streamer's swordsmanship is fast, you need to be as still as water and as cunning as an eel." After Ji Mo finished speaking, he smiled interestingly.

Han Qian guessed that Ji Mo was laughing at himself for being good at these...

"My swordsmanship can be faster than the blue butterfly~" The cold voice was tough but gentle. She didn't agree with Ji Mo's evaluation of herself. When she practiced the last sword with Blue Butterfly, she was let several times.

Streamer's swordsmanship is fast? She must be faster than the streamer and poke her sharpness fiercely!

"Oh?" Ji Mo looked at Han Qian in surprise, he couldn't believe that what Han Qian said was true. "Go get the sword." He commanded.

Han Qian nodded, then trotted a few steps towards the weapon rack. took down the peachwood sword that Ji Mo threw up just now, and walked towards the one who had already turned to look at him.

"Stab me, as fast as you can." Ji Mo ordered. He wanted to know what kind of fast sword technique this apprentice boasted of being faster than Blue Butterfly.

Han Qian took the peachwood sword as a gesture, indicating that he was offended. Suddenly, she stabbed Ji Mo in the left chest.

Ji Mo stood in place, slightly deflecting the direction, and the shallow sword fell short.

Han Qian quickly lifted his left leg back, and his entire center of gravity fell to his right leg, and with the power of all his center of gravity, he quickly slashed the sword horizontally towards Ji Mo.

Ji Mo put his hands behind his back, and the whole person leaned back, with a beautiful arc, and his back was almost off the ground. His feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, and he dodged a shallow attack.

After the cold sword missed, he turned around, landed on his left foot, and approached Ji Mo at close range. Her sword swirled towards Ji Mo with her footsteps.

Ji Mo took a step back, turned around and leaned against the shallow peachwood sword, spun another step, and returned to the same place gracefully as a dance.

Han Qian, on the contrary, because Ji Mo's back relied on the power of her sword, after turning in a circle, the center of gravity on the sword was unbalanced, and her whole strength on the sword was also unbalanced, and her body shook involuntarily from the spot.

Steadied herself steadily, she quickly slashed towards Ji Mo's side with another sword.

Ji Mo spun around in place, and easily dodged the apprentice's peachwood sword.

Han Qian only felt that he was in front of Ji Mo, like a little ant in front of a behemoth. A little teased, she stabbed Ji Mo over and over again.

Think of him as a George streamer. Occasionally, the joints on the body are like cars without engine oil, and they do not obey the call. The eyes are always like looking at a 3D picture, and it is inevitable that I will be a little dizzy due to the rapid rotation.

"Slow~" Ji Mo said lightly like a tulle.

Han Asa exerted all his strength and attacked this man who was as nimble as a lynx shadow. Gradually, her body began to be balanced, and her eyes were always able to balance with the rotation of her body, and she was no longer dizzy.

"That's what you're talking about?" Ji Mo asked sarcastically.

Han Qian is not convinced, he does not admit defeat again and again, he attacks again and again, and he practices again and again... Shallow hand, backhand, left foot, right foot, horizontal split, vertical slash. None of them attacked Ji Mo.

The green silk is flying, and the figure is bright. On the ground, the shallow crystal shoes stepped on the bluestone slab, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. It's like a wonderful beat.

"Your hands may only be worthy of picking up dung..."Ji Mo cursed.