Donghua Qingyang's work and rest are very self-disciplined, and he will be able to see his outstanding posture on the edge of the Xingyue Cliff every day.

Gifted and diligent, it's no wonder that martial arts are so strong.

Lin Xi'er, who was hiding in the bushes, poked her head out quietly, not that she was willing to sneak around and learn other people's martial arts, but it was really this Donghua Qingyang who was stubborn and stubborn, and oil and salt did not enter, so she was not allowed to do that, so she did such a disgraceful thing as voyeurism.

Donghua Qing raised his sword like a white snake spitting out a letter, and like a dragon shuttling, his clothes fluttered, and his body was as light as a swallow, like a Xuantian immortal riding down the clouds.

"It's beautiful!" Lin Xi'er couldn't help but marvel.

Donghua Qingyang put his long sword into the sheath, stood with his back to Lin Xi'er, looked sideways slightly, the corners of his lips slightly raised to reveal a hint of playfulness, jumped up, rose and fell several times, and disappeared into the early morning mist.

Lin Xi'er poked her head out and looked into the distance, confirming that she was no longer in sight of Donghua Qingyang, and then walked out of the bushes, patted the morning dew on her clothes, picked up the dead wood branches at her feet, and gestured with the moves in her memory.

Her memory has always been good, plus the island's spiritual pet Xiaobai Tuantuan picks some strange flowers and fruits every day, among these flowers and fruits, there are some precious things that ordinary people can't eat, some clear the liver and eyes, some strengthen the body and nourish the brain, she naturally doesn't know,

I just feel that I am really smart and talented.

Donghua Qingyang practiced a total of 49 styles of swordsmanship, Lin Xi'er did not remember it completely, but also eight or nine times out of ten, every time he practiced, he always felt that the shape was similar but not the same, as everyone knows, swordsmanship pays attention to the combination of luck and internal force, such as the shallow internal force of the person who moves the sword only moves and has no sword energy, in vain, gorgeous and inactive.

Although she is not a person with deep internal skills, she is not too bad.

Lin Xi'er closed her eyes and stood still, the picture in her mind flashed like lightning, she suddenly opened her eyes, picked up the stones at her feet, and waved the moves that Donghua Qingyang had just practiced.

Donghua Qingyang's swordsmanship is elegant and gorgeous, immortal Zhuozhuo, Lin Xi'er thought that he couldn't dance with such an artistic conception, so he changed the forty-nine style to the eighteenth style, holding a long sword in his right hand and hiding a hidden weapon in his left hand, even if the enemy's martial arts are strong, the Ming sword may not be able to avoid her hidden weapon.

Lin Xi'er stood still and wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, chuckled proudly, and only heard her say to herself: "Donghua Qingyang, Donghua Qingyang, why bother making it so complicated, isn't it over if you are concise!" But that's fine, you can't say that I learned secretly, you have your swordsmanship, I have my swordsmanship, hehe! ”

The morning sun shone on the Xingyue Cliff through the curling mist of early autumn, dyeing the originally colorful maple leaves with a layer of glow, Lin Xi'er yawned, "Ah, it seems that the physical strength is still not good, I have to exercise more in the future, ha...... Go back and make up for sleep. ”

After she left, a man in white behind the thick maple tree not far away looked at her delicate and outstanding figure from afar, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his sexy thin lips murmured: "I can actually change this king's Xuantian sword technique so vulgarly, there is no immortal spirit, hey!" ”

On the Immortal Trace Peak, he coldly drank the last bowl of soup and medicine, and frowned You Long's eyebrows, "Mr. Qiu's medicine is the most bitter medicine this king has ever drunk!" ”

Qing'er took the jade bowl and said with a light smile: "This medicine has a wonderful effect, the prince's body should be fine!" ”

Leng Ran snorted lightly.

A cold voice outside the house sounded, "I saved your life with the blood of this king, how are you going to repay this favor?" ”

is still dressed in white, with an outstanding demeanor, and a pair of phoenix eyes are deep and deep.

Qing'er stepped forward to salute slightly, Donghua Qingyang's palm was lightly raised, and Qing'er retreated.

"Leng Ran, in a few days, I will return to the apocalypse." Donghua Qingyang said slowly.

"So fast...... I—" He looked complicated, and he stopped talking.

Donghua Qingyang looked at him, his eyelids drooped, and his thin lips opened lightly: "I know what you want to say, how can you have family affection when you are born in the emperor's family, and you have to go down on your own throne of blood." He patted Leng Ran on the shoulder.

Leng Ran's expression was gloomy, and his empty eyes looked into the distance through the window, as if he saw his miserable end, he smiled slightly bitterly: "I'm not as good as him in terms of scheming and power, and now I'm just an empty shell prince!" ”

Donghua Qingyang stood with his hands in his hands.

After a long time, he muttered slightly: "I'll give you something, you can go to the general Feng Nan, he will understand the meaning." ”

As he spoke, he took out a blood jade wrench from his arms and handed it to Leng Ran.

Leng Ran took the wrench, and a trace of intriguing light flashed in his eyes, which was not easy to notice, and he played with the blood jade wrench in his hand: "Feng Nan...... I have forgotten that in the past, I led troops to attack Jolan, Ko Island, and Weihe for a thousand islands, and Feng Nan made great contributions as your personal lieutenant, and it is said that he was only a small lieutenant at that time......"

Donghua Qingyang smiled coldly: "How many high-ranking officials, but they have nothing to do with wine bags and rice bags, and such a talented and loyal person is buried by Nanzhao, it is really ridiculous......"

Leng Ran clenched the blood jade wrench in his palm, and sighed slightly: "What Brother Donghua said is very true, only knowing people and making good use of them can be used by me." ”

Donghua Qingyang turned to look at him, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, you don't have to be sad, I don't know when I will see you again this time, you and I will drink and talk happily today, and we will not return if we are not drunk." ”

"Good!"

The laughter in the pavilion in the heart of the starry lake was loud, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, Donghua Qingyang turned his head slightly, and three gold-leaf flying knives flew close to his ears, without waiting for him to react, a black-clothed assassin sword had been deceived and came, Donghua Qingyang flew and jumped lightly, his body was as light as a swallow skimming the water, the man in black followed closely, the sword pointed at the stabbing point, Donghua Qingyang retreated to Fanhua and did not accept the move, the sword in the hand of the man in black became more powerful, and the hidden weapon in his left hand flew together, it was really a seamless link, and there was nowhere to avoid it.

Donghua Qingyang smiled evilly, the wide robe and wide sleeves rolled slightly, the hidden weapons were all in the bag, and the sword that came from the deception was lightly clamped by his two fingers, and he couldn't move for half a minute, the black-clothed man was shocked, and abandoned the sword and walked around Donghua Qingyang.

Donghua Qingyang shouted, "Okay," secretly admiring, and the reaction was quite fast.

I saw her stepping on strange steps, her body was as soft and boneless as a loach, her index finger was bent, protruding her phalanges, and hitting the major joints hard, but Donghua Qingyang had already taken precautions, and didn't give her a chance at all.

"Alright, enough fun!" Donghua's clear and cold voice sounded.

Lin Xi'er pulled off her veil, revealing a beautiful appearance, she was angry and stared at Donghua Qingyang without saying a word, she originally thought that she had been improving her martial arts these days, but she didn't think about it, she couldn't pass ten moves under him, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she turned around and prepared to leave.

Donghua Qingyang's figure flickered, and the phantoms passed by one after another, and he blocked her way, "Where are you going?" Didn't you tell you to recuperate? ”

"What is there to raise, I'm not so squeamish." Lin Xi'er said angrily.

Donghua Qingyang smiled dumbly: "Be stupid, be stupid, it doesn't matter if you can't learn this king's Xuantian swordsmanship, this king will protect you, don't be so annoyed, huh?" ”

Lin Xi'er's apricot eyes were round, he knew? Then he said indifferently: "Cut, who said that I learned your swordsmanship, I am the Yue Nu swordsmanship, original!" ”

Donghua Qingyang shook his head with a smile and said: "Okay, in fact, your Yue Nu swordsmanship is already very good, the only deficiency is that the internal force is a little shallow, after all, you are still young, but it is estimated that in the entire Apocalypse, even Nanzhao, and even the entire continent, few people can hurt you." ”

Lin Xi'er's originally depressed mood eased slightly, and she turned her head to look at Donghua Qingyang and said, "Really? ”

Donghua Qingyang nodded and chuckled, "Really! ”