Yu Mian Lang has been arrested, and the follow-up matters have been handled by others. Those dossiers of the King of Chu also had Liu Rufeng in charge. For two consecutive days, most of Wan Wan's mind was thinking about knife techniques.

Back then, the Hundred Killing Hall would never have thought of using poison directly in the first place. Since it is a beam, normally speaking, he will always crack the Mingyue Sword Technique seriously. Thirty-six days of killing, seventy-two earth killings, adding up to one hundred and eight people, must be able to study several ways to crack it.

In this case, alone, with only a knife, he destroyed the Hundred Killings Hall in one night. How did her uncle do it?

Wan Wan filtered the Mingyue Knife Technique several times, and even disassembled every style in each move and recombined it. But I can't find the doorway anyway.

If the exaggerated elements of that long song are not big, with the words "one step and one kill" and "stepping on the moon", it can be inferred that the uncle killed the enemy while marching into the Hundred Killing Hall.

How do you do this while performing the knife technique?

Wan Wan tried to combine it, and it seemed that she had touched the doorway, but she always felt that something was missing.

In fact, Wan Wan can wait until the second master of Ming comes back and then ask for advice slowly. But for some reason, it's hard to jump out when you think about it. The more you can't figure it out, the more you can't let go.

She pondered by day and by night. Ran to the martial arts field of Tianmen to find inspiration, meditated in a secluded corner, and even took advantage of the noon to run to the Futu Pagoda on the outskirts of Beijing to look up at the sky and concentrate on the understanding.

In short, she has tried all the routines in martial arts dramas.

Unfortunately, there has been little progress.

On the third day, Feng Qingcheng was invited to go to Yun Xiaolangjun. Wan Wan simply did not return to Dingbei Hou Mansion, and went to Yangliu Tower to find an opportunity to find inspiration.

Blowing the crisp autumn breeze and drinking the sweet pomegranate juice, you can look up at the vast sky and look down at the fireworks of Kyoto. Wan Wan felt quite comfortable and relaxed, and took a slight break from her brain. Then he continued to ponder the knife technique.

In martial arts, it is always said that heavy sword intent comes with light moves. However, the sword intent is too abstract. What is that, and how do you catch and hone it?

Wan Wan thought for a while, and another figure landed on the roof of the willow building.

Wan Wan turned her head to see that it was Ye Yuanchao. He was dressed in a dark robe, his thin lips were pursed without smiling, his eyebrows and eyes were still gloomy, and his words were still a little yin and yang, "Master Ming, Yaxing, specially came to watch the infinite beauty ten zhang away." ”

There was a thorn in his words, but his hand was gently raised, and he threw a pot of wine to Wan Wan.

Wan Wan has no obsession with wine, but she smells mellow and takes a few sips unceremoniously. Ye Yuan Chao saw that she didn't reply, and he was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, I was a little uncomfortable. He stood still for a moment, then found a comfortable place to sit and watch the scenery and blow the wind.

Wan Wan noticed that he was still carrying a jug of wine in his hand. It looks like this pot was specially invited to himself. Thinking about it again, she and him can be regarded as a friendship that has been scolded and worked together. Not to mention that there will be occasions such as palace banquets in the future, and she also pointed to him to pass the time, just saying that she also had something in front of her that wanted to bother him.

In the past two days, she has compared a few tricks with several famous catchers, and she has gained some specious inspiration from them. She hadn't seen the martial arts of the Ye Yuan Dynasty, but his light skills seemed to be ghostly, and he looked different. Wan Wan thought about making a few moves with him, and maybe she would be able to catch something from it.

In the end, this is a tiring thing, where it is good, it will be opened, and it is better to be polite. Not only to be polite, but also to pull the relationship a little.

So Wan Wan cleared her throat and called to Ye Yuan: "Xiao Ye." ”

Ye Yuan looked at him with an uncertain expression.

Wan Wan felt that this "little night" was homophonic to "little master", which was a little weird. Then he changed his words again: "Xiao Chao." ”

Well, it directly reminds me of the classic image written by Mr. Cha. Not to mention the gender, the image is too far behind, inexplicably dancing the scene. Wan Wan cleared her throat again, "Xiaoyuan." ”

Ye Yuanchao squinted at her and said, "I'm older than you." ”

Wan Wan called out very happily, "Brother Night." ”

The corners of Ye Yuanchao's mouth twitched a few times, and he said, "You and I call me brothers...... Sister Dao, I'm afraid it will arouse the suspicion of the official family. ”

Wan Wan thought about it and felt that it made sense, "Yes." Those dark guards in the underground gate are also eyeliner, and it is not good for you and me to collude. ”

Ye Yuan jumped a few times towards the green tendons on his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Who wants to collude with you?" ”

Wan Wan sneered and said deliberately: "That...... Collusion? ”

Ye Yuanchao said word by word: "You are cautious! ”

Wan Wan laughed again when she saw him like this, and Ye Yuanchao's face became more and more heavy when she smiled. She touched the doorway, Ye Yuanchao can't use this set of relationships. So Wan Wan tried to get straight to the point, "That, Lord Night, how many tricks to find a place?" ”

Wan Wan also thought about saying that if she didn't use it, she would change to the agitation method. Unexpectedly, Ye Yuanchao only smiled slightly, so he responded directly. Not only did he respond, but he also flew out very actively and led the way to find a venue.

Wan Wan tsk, this thing shouldn't have wanted to fight with her early on. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he was looking for a ballast to make an appointment with her during the Shangyuan Festival.

Wan Wan patted her head. I actually forgot about it, and the half-bang just now was really in vain.

The place chosen by the night is on the outskirts of Beijing, and the four fields are open, and the tower bell on the Futu Tower can be faintly heard.

The two of them don't talk much nonsense, and they start fighting when they land. The weapons of the Night Yuan Dynasty are relatively cold, and they are a thin and invisible, indestructible meteorite silk. The thread was hidden in the tiger head ring on his hand. Unpredictable and unpredictable.

As soon as he made a move, Wan Wan felt that she was caught in a fine net. There are crises everywhere, and there is a possibility of cutting your throat and neck if you are not careful.

To Wan Wan's surprise, Ye Yuanchao actually knew a lot about the Mingyue knife technique. However, his understanding is different from that of Zhanxiaofeng. He had to crack this at all.

After experiencing the initial mess, Wan Wan took control of the situation little by little. From a single defense to a harmony between offense and defense, and then to a gradual offense and defense. Step by step, he restrained the night far away.

Ye Yuanchao noticed the change in the number of martial arts paths in the early morning. When the battle is really played at this moment, the change is even more obvious. lost that ruthlessness and decisiveness, but added a dexterity and ingenuity. In this way, the longer it drags on, the more difficult it becomes.

He knew he only had a chance to win in the first few rounds. The more he fights, the more he wins, and the more he loses. However, he still held his pace, and his moves were not messy in the slightest.

The master's moves are sometimes clear, but more often than not, they are fighting for a long time.

Wan Wan fought at this one night until midnight.

Ye Yuanchao only felt even more choked. He could see that the battle between Wan Wan and Su Long and the battle against Yu Mian Lang the day before yesterday were all jerky for novices. Fighting against her in person today, I can still feel a little bit.

For example, it is no secret that Mr. Men has been caught with soul loss today. In a sense, she's a fledgling novice.

But it's such a novice, he still hasn't been able to fight.

And losing this point more than half an hour later than before, Ye Yuanchao disdains pride.