"Hey, are you a dog?" After Jing Che finished complaining, she choked in her throat when she saw Fu Xin's appearance, for fear that her casual words would stimulate her, so she immediately changed her words, "Feel free, when you are relieved, when you are relieved, when you are relieved, when you are relieved, when you are relieved." ”

Hearing Jing Che's voice, Fu Xin's sanity gradually returned.

She suddenly let go of her mouth, looking at the blood-colored tooth marks she had bitten out, and her eyebrows were twisted together.

"I'm sorry."

Her voice was choked.

"But how do you tell me to calm down."

"I want to go back."

"You teach me swordsmanship, teach me to kill, didn't you kill Concubine Li."

Jing Che rubbed his eyebrows, stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders, and sighed: "Your second emperor brother asked me to take you out in the hope that you can get rid of the past and continue to live, instead of obsessing with revenge." ”

"I don't care!"

Fu Xin broke his hand, his face was extremely haggard, but he was almost trying his best to ask Jing Che for a possibility of revenge.

"Hey, don't get excited, let's have some more biscuits."

Jing Che's face did not change, he grabbed the bag of biscuits from the side, took out two or three pieces and stuffed them into her palm, clearly rejecting her, and changed the topic very unhorizontally.

Fu Xin didn't answer, his voice was flat: "If you don't teach me, I'll go back now." ”

"You threaten me?" Jing Che glanced at her in surprise, and really didn't know where her courage to rush back without fear of death came from.

His eyes were full of helplessness, but he also knew Fu Xin's stubborn character, knew that she would never give up until she reached her goal, she was a sentimental person, a person who valued love and righteousness, because of this, she was impossible to be willing to live in this world, and revenge may have become the biggest goal in her life.

Jing Che knew that there was no way to go on like this, so he suddenly had a plan, sighed, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll teach you, I'll pass on my lifelong learning to you, as long as you follow me, don't dwell on the past anymore." ”

One sentence made Fu Xin's empty pupils gradually rejuvenate.

After that, Jing Che taught her martial arts as usual.

Unlike before, the place where they practiced their swordsmanship was no longer a splendid palace, but a humble inn.

Unlike before, her attitude towards martial arts is no longer a joke, but like an unsheathed sword, every look hides a murderous intention.

Unlike before, Jing Che never heard her laugh and play again, and never heard the words such as "Dengzi" and "This princess won't give you cookies".

Although Jing Che is often worried about Fu Xin's current situation, she is more of a positive and optimistic attitude, thinking that she will be relieved soon.

"Jing Che, I won't do this."

Fu Xin lifted his sword and gestured twice, and kept replaying the actions Jing Che had just made for himself in his mind, but he never learned it.

"Then I'll teach you again."

Jing Che clasped her wrist and carefully pressed it against her back, so that she could easily control the sword in her hand.

His face was extraordinarily calm, except for a vague smile, a relief to see her forget her troubles for a while and be obsessed with swordsmanship.

And she held a long sword in her hand, and she gestured in the air under his guidance.

He said: "If you just row through like this, you will hit the vital point and make the person who wants to hurt you faint quickly." Of course, this kind of swordsmanship will not cause real damage to the enemy, at most he will bleed and faint, and he never wanted to train her to be a cold-blooded and ruthless killer.

But after Fu Xin heard this, his brows tightened. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear Strategy: Loyal Dog Male God Contract Order", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~