The real world!

Sunset, Chi Zhu Dantong!

A red cloud hangs high in the sky, and a red sun is embedded in the mountain.

The cool evening breeze greeted us, and the tiredness of the day's work dissipated.

Under the old banyan tree, a stone table, two cups of juice, very simple.

The two beautiful women talked on their knees, laughing and laughing, and talked happily.

"Sister Long'er, are you living alone here?" Song Xin looked at Long Er expectantly, those pure and bright eyes made it impossible to refuse to answer.

After all, Song Xin is just a college student, and he has not been influenced by society. Innocent, ask whatever comes to mind, and have no scruples at all.

"No, and my husband." Long Er smiled, her pretty face a little sad.

In front of outsiders, she always calls Wangu 'husband', and only when she is alone, she will call 'Xianggong'.

"Oh." Song Xin was suddenly overjoyed, thinking that Long'er's husband must also be a master, one more person, one more security.

"Sister Long'er, why didn't you see him?" She cast a curious gaze again, looking around the room.

Those big eyes, bright and moving!

Long Er dragged his chin with one hand, propped his head, extremely elegant, and whispered in the sky: "He is on a business trip, and it will take several days to come back." ”

As the saying goes, 'if you don't see each other for a day, you don't see each other for three autumns', and she hasn't seen Wangu for half a day now, and she suffers from lovesickness.

Even Song Xin, who has never been in love, can see it at a glance.

"Then he must be very happy! can be accompanied by a beautiful lover like you, sister. Song smiled and patted his ass.

However, there was a wave in her heart, not as cheerful as she had shown, because it reminded her of what had happened to her.

Originally, a beautiful college life was waiting for her to enjoy, and the paradise of love was calling her to find the other half of her life, but these were destroyed by the Zhang family.

even, almost fell into Zhang Hui's tiger's mouth.

"It's me who is happy!" The corners of Long Er's mouth rose, and she lowered her head and smiled: "Just talk about me, tell me about your parents, are they okay, will they be threatened by the people of the Zhang family?" ”

Long Er has been alone since she was a child, either practicing or tasking, and has never experienced the feeling of being a sister.

Therefore, she still has a good impression of an approachable and likable girl like Song Xin.

"Sister Long'er, rest assured, their Qingcheng faction is just a second-rate sect, and they are not so arrogant, and they dare to make trouble in the capital, and the cost is not proportional. Besides, the Zhang family doesn't have that ability, so they must not move the Qingcheng faction, at most they will do it themselves. ”

Song Xin took a sip of juice and said without worry: "Moreover, my parents also know martial arts, and it is no good for anyone to make a big fuss." ”

In fact, the capital belongs to the capital, and the management of warriors is stricter, and making trouble in the capital is tantamount to a shootout on the street.

This is not in line with the interests of a sect or family, and those in power are not stupid, so naturally they will not touch this mold.

Therefore, the safety of Song Xin's parents is guaranteed, but Song Xin in H City is different, and there is no restriction here.

"Then why don't you just fly back?" Long Er was a little puzzled, frowned slightly, and asked casually.

"This ...... When I received the message, they were already in H City. And I also booked all the tickets back to Beijing. Song Xin pouted with a bitter face, pouting, and said angrily.

"Besides, if I dare to go back, as soon as I get off the plane, they won't 'politely' invite me back!"

Speaking of which, she was also a little puzzled, because she didn't know who the person who ventilated her was.

"That's it!" Long Er said casually: "Then it's not a way for you to stay here all the time!" ”

She knew the rules of the Ten Thousand Valley Crossing, and she would be back in four days, and Song Xin definitely couldn't stay here all the time.

They have too many secrets, and it is too risky for outsiders to know.

"Sister Long'er rest assured, as long as he is allowed to retreat. Wait for my swordsmanship to be completed, see if I don't clean them up! Song Xin blurted out without thinking.

Of course, what she said was just self-preservation, and if you want to turn over, you have to look at the family, otherwise you can hide for a while, and you can't hide for a lifetime.

Only when the family is strong can there be forces to confront it.

It's just that it's hard that her family is just an ordinary rich family, and the whole family consists of parents, sisters and brothers, and the big relatives have no use except to ask for cheapness.

As for killing them, it was impossible, and Long Er would definitely not kill people casually for her, at most drive them away.

Unless you have a mortal enemy, you have to kill.

However, if it is Wangu, it is different, as long as you violate the taboo and don't die, you have to be half dead.

"That's not going to happen, three days at most, and then you'll have to leave after three days." Long Er said solemnly, and his tone was undeniable.

"Ah...... All right! Looking at Long'er's expression that could not be refused, Song Xin replied helplessly.

As she spoke, she had a flash of inspiration, her pupils turned, and she asked again, "Sister, how is your swordsmanship?" ”

"It's okay, after all, I've also practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years." Long Er said nonchalantly.

That proper posture of the goddess demeanor!

Long'er's words suddenly made Song Xin overjoyed, she immediately smiled, and asked decisively and quickly: "Then Sister Long'er, can you instruct me on swordsmanship?" As long as my swordsmanship goes further, I don't have to be afraid of them in the future. ”

In her opinion, Long'er, who has practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years, must be a lot higher than her in swordsmanship.

With Long'er's guidance, the martial arts are strong, and the Zhang family will fight once at a time, so naturally there is no need to be afraid.

Long Er thought for a while and said, "This is okay, you practice it and let me see it." ”

"Okay!"

Song Xin stood up very excitedly, took out a sharp sword from the umbrella, and stood quietly in the garden, holding the sharp sword, concentrating.

"Buzz ......"

The jade wrist shook slightly, and the sword slashed through the sky with a graceful arc, accompanied by a slight sword sound!

"Brush! Brush! Brush! ”

The feet are like a swimming dragon, and the sword is like a shocking dragon!

Suddenly, this courtyard was full of sword shadows!

When Long Er saw this swordsmanship, he was taken aback and thought to himself: "Isn't this the Huashan swordsmanship of Xianggong, could it be that there are the same swordsmanship in the real world?" ”

The more he looked, the more his heart fluctuated: "Impossible, Xianggong has never accepted apprentices." Maybe it's real-world swordsmanship. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Long Er didn't come up with a reason, so he simply regarded it as a martial art in the real world and was no longer distressed.

"Hoo ......"

After a set of swordsmanship was performed, Song Xinyan smiled, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then put the sword into the sheath!

Then, he walked up to Long'er and asked confidently, "Sister Long'er, how am I practicing?" ”

"It's good, but I haven't comprehended the essence of the 'Huashan Sword Technique'." Long Er looked as usual and blurted out.

Song Xin was taken aback, thoughtful: "Huashan Sword Technique!" Is my sword technique called Huashan Sword Technique? Sure enough, Sister Long'er must know the person her father said. ”

Thinking like this, she asked again, "Sister, what is the essence of this Huashan swordsmanship?" ”

"Huashan swordsmanship is exquisite, lofty and exquisite, and the moves are full of the artistic conception of winning in danger and seeking victory.

You haven't been able to do these yet, let alone the way of change, only by understanding the way of change, can you turn one into ten and ten into a hundred from these twelve tricks. Kung Fu is dead, and people are alive, and there is no way to do it. It's just a dead frame, and it can deal with ordinary people! ”