As he did this, his heart moved, and he suddenly raised his hand and silently recited a round of [Ice Spear Technique], and when the spell ended, cold air rose from his fingertips, and a piercing scream reached the sky!

The scream was getting weaker and weaker, but the heart in his chest was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to follow the ice crystal that had lost its track, and the screaming did not stop, he raised his hand and pointed to the stake beside him and immediately recited it silently, but neither the cold nor the scream appeared.

What appeared was his maniacal laughter, "Ahaha...... Aha......"

Just because it was a failed exercise, but also a successful test.

At the end of autumn, the moon and stars are scarce, the evening breeze is getting colder, the martial arts arena is open on all sides, and the emptiness is terrible, this is really not a suitable time and place for [hx] lewdness, but he still closes his eyes and raises his head, spreads his arms, and swims in dreams and illusions, the wind is cold, but the blood is hot, the night is silent, but the heart is noisy.

After a while, the silence was torn apart by the scream again, and the scream faded away, and the night became colder, so cold that the night people could not help but tremble, and the trembling low laughter was like a ghost crying wolf.

The past two days have been a little more comfortable, one by one before the problems that have not had time to take care of the rush to emerge in front of the eyes, urgent, slow, realistic, abstract, countless, they are like a line that changes back and forth, trying to solve in vain, it seems that it will only get more and more messy, by chance, a seemingly the most inconspicuous, but the most tortuous and difficult problem was pulled out by him, and at a glance, this is the mess of the dead hole!

Holding the mess in his heart, he walked about twenty steps with his back to the area lined with wooden stakes, and he suddenly turned around and pointed to the thickest wooden stake in front of him, as if pointing to the "point of death", and silently recited in his heart.

[Ice Spear].

biu！——

Puff puff......

The icicle, which was so fast in the darkness that he couldn't see it, didn't hit the target, and I don't know how much it was off, he threw things well, but he shot things really ...... Anyway, it probably flew away against the ground, and he didn't care, hehe smiled and brewed a second shot.

As long as you figure out the "dead hole", all the problems will be clear, it is very simple, but it is also very complicated, the reason why the mess is difficult to solve is because they are not used to solve at all, but to chop, the so-called quick knife to cut the mess, the reason why he can't move the knife, is just because of the lack of a "mountain".

The "mountain" of the Lookout Mountain Horse Race.

If he could see the mountains in the fog in the distance, he could easily kick away the problems in front of him with a suitable angle, strength, and attitude, but unfortunately, the fog was too thick, at least for a man who was a serf more than twenty days ago.

So he hypothesized and imagined to himself on the spot that there were two mountains that had to be climbed, and the icicles were so gorgeous...... It's good to have the courage to overcome obstacles along the way.

biu！——

This time, the target was two separate or left wooden stakes, but as expected, a round of spells could only fire one icicle, probably because the right hand was used more often, it was shot out of the index finger of the right hand, and it was still so fast that no shadow could be seen, and it also shot to the ground, making a fart sound, as if it was ironic about something.

He scoffed, pointing to one of the stakes and starting the challenge, challenging the limit of cast speed, exploring the shortest cast interval, and of course, while maintaining the premise of successfully casting spells.

The purple sea of stars is very beautiful, and the city guards are very hateful, and he will always guard the former until he dies, and he will also be corrupted into flowers and mud, and all the nutrients will be exhausted for her, and by the way, the latter will be destroyed along with the werewolves. Of course, how to do it still needs to be thought about and weighed, this first thing is a long process, it is difficult and pleasant, but if the second thing is done, this acre and three points of land in Luolong City will probably not be so suffocating, right?

Perhaps, he didn't know, the problem involved in this question mark was the fog covering the road ahead, the road was very long, the fog was very thick, maybe after walking to that step, the road behind would be a little clearer.

In a short period of time, [Ice Spear] has been repeated more than a dozen times, and the successful casting is contradictory to those two limits, and the balance point is not easy to find, but it will gradually move in a positive direction, and the movement speed cannot be forced, so the next thing to try, there is only the most important part.

Harness it!

This problem is accompanied by the first ice pick shot from his fingertips, if he can't do it, then everything is in vain, but unfortunately, there should be no way in the world to make a person with no shooting talent become a shooting master in a short period of time, not to mention to reach the level of Nisa, just ask for ten shots to be able to hit five, but even if this kind of thing exists, the price to pay for getting it will definitely be much greater than studying it steadily.

That's not a quick fix, it's a trap.

But...... If, that is, if a shot can be turned into a throw, or rather, a shot is superimposed on top of a shot, can the icicle that shoots be controlled by him?

Try it, just think of it as throwing something, it doesn't matter what you throw, it doesn't matter what you throw, it doesn't matter if you throw "air", when the imaginary "air" comes out of your hand, just after reciting the mantra silently, it's difficult, but it's not impossible.

He shook his hand sharply, and it turned out that he really threw air, and the ice pick didn't appear.

This kind of behavior is too deliberate, the mentality has to be readjusted, the consciousness must ignore "it", if it is just to "wander", thanks to someone's blessing, this effect is already ready-made, he has been wandering these days, has been hovering on the edge of fantasy and reality, a little careless will be [hx] lewd and Nissa rolling the sheets, want to strip her naked, kiss every inch of the clotted snowfield...... Ahem, no, it's distracted again.

But it is not easy to maintain the perception and control of himself and everything around him in a state of distraction, he guessed what the two pairs of long legs that seriously damaged the "golden ratio" were stripped naked, imagining that his hands quickly stroked from the toes to the top......

biu——poof!——

The icicle shot out from his fingertips that roughly crossed the air in a perfect arc, and he didn't know what kind of egg-like trajectory it followed and shot to the ground again, he couldn't be sure from what point of the arc it started to leave his hand, it could only be felt, but this kind of thing was mysterious.

However, this result still made him laugh out loud, because ah, compared to those guys who practiced hard in this field during the day, the people who practiced their skills by [hx] lewdness are simply creatures standing on another level, huh...... Forget it, it's still the legs, after all, the rose is so slender and graceful, and only the length and line of this part of the body are more appropriate.

biu——poof!——

biu——poof!——

Empty "puff ......"

biu——poof!——

......

The night was getting colder and colder, and the screaming in the arena had not subsided, but fortunately, like the practice ground, it was far away from the Templars' resting place, and he didn't have to worry about arguing with anyone, his head was getting dizzier, but he felt better and better, and the balance point had been moving in a positive direction, but until the torches that had been changed three times were extinguished again, until a touch of red glow appeared in the sky, and the sharp icicles never hit the stake, even once.

Seeing that it was about to be time for the Templars to practice, he couldn't play with everyone, not to mention the little girl, and interfere with the other Templars, he stared at the largest stake about twenty paces away from him, and said to himself viciously, "The last time, if you hit Lao Tzu, you will immediately go and knock down the iceberg that rises and falls, and you will not go out today!"

After saying that, he shook his hand, and the scream sounded, when the visibility of the surroundings was improved by the morning glow, the crystal turned out to be so beautiful, objectively speaking, twenty steps is actually not far or close, but compared to the ice picks that are faster than the crossbow arrows, it is terrifyingly close, and the scream is still very short.

But in this short moment, Al seemed to see it refracting the colorful morning glow, spiraling in the air, along an invisible ......

Arc!

After the throwing force is superimposed, it actually flies in an arc!

Boom!!!

The explosion was louder than any before!

He took a sharp breath, almost blowing up his lungs, just like the stake, it was very hard, the ice pick was also very hard, but it was also very brittle, hard to touch, sawdust and ice crystals flew, the colorful glass exploded into a multicolored color, and the upper part of the stake was blown out of a gap the size of a helmet, the gap was abrupt, and the perimeter was covered with a layer of hoarfrost that spread from deep to shallow, like a huge wound coated with silver leaf powder.

Or maybe it's like a corner of the snow?

There is snow in Luolong City, and the ice and snow are not far away, this winter, he only hopes that person can be generous and comfortable to shrink in the quilt and wait for him.

The original plan was to go out after saying hello to Nisa this morning, but now it seems that the greeting must still be called, but if you go out...... Forget it, he practiced all night, sleepy, tired and hungry, dizzy and sore, and desperately needed to warm the nephrite fragrance in the quilt to reward himself, as for the ice picks that will melt into water sooner or later, and the truncated pile, who cares.

Leaving the martial arts arena, he walked for a while against the morning breeze with the fire in his heart before returning to the door of the next room, at this point, the fantasy that had been brewing and fermenting was almost out of control, and the thornless roses in the room probably sat up with the fragrance that had accumulated overnight, and the snow shoulders were bare and sleepy-eyed?

Just thinking about it makes people unbearable, "Open the door!!"

After screaming for a while, there was a click inside, the bolt was pulled, and the person who opened the door revealed her figure, she was probably walking in a hurry, as soon as she opened the door, the air flow that was stirred in the room was wrapped in two completely different fragrances surging out, surging out of the people outside the door. The woman's long straight hair and cotton and linen pajamas were messy, one hand caressed the door, the other hand rubbed the sleepy eyes, her cheeks were red and pink, and her pouting mouth seemed to express strong dissatisfaction and condemnation to the uninvited guests who disturbed people's dreams.

After hearing the voice of an acquaintance, this girl was reluctant to open her eyes.

The opportunity must not be lost and never come again, Al swooped over, instantly soft into his arms, a set of actions were finished, and the woman who had not yet reacted from the sudden attack and looked stunned was put outside the door, and he entered inside, successfully reversed the positions of the two, and then quickly shook his hand and closed the door, buckled the latch, and the move was smooth and natural, which was simply impeccable.

Al has already left his own door open for the other party, if Sela Pel can't open this door before the patrol knight patrols here, wearing such pajamas, she will definitely choose to hide in the next room, that day it was a good thing to forget to lock the door to let this girl break in, and now it's locked, hehe, what other way can she open the door in a short time?!

Beat up?

It's not impossible, but the patrol knight will only come faster, and based on this premise, she is afraid that she will not even dare to shout loudly.

"Hey, open the door!"

Sure enough, even the sound of calling the door was so low, hehe, after getting this obstructive essence, he only needed to subdue those few rose spikes that were useless to him, and today was particularly perfect!

"Fuck your sister, hide in my room, or you'll be seen like that!"

Wasting time is a waste of life, wasting life is shameful, after saying that, he didn't care about what the people outside said and did, his body turned, and his attention instantly focused on the only bed in the house, the snow-white quilt has been lifted, and the quilt that is so comfortable just looking at it seems to be beckoning to someone who hasn't slept all night, which makes people eager to try, but the problem is that the quilt is completely opened.

There's no one in there!

What about people?!

As soon as the thought came to him, the figure shook in the corner of his eye, and he was grabbed from behind and pressed against the door panel, and screamed.

"Damn-huh!Tap!"It's so careless!!"Why are you hiding in a different place every time!"

"Or else?"

"Are you laughing," the evocative two red lips were close to his ear, the original intention of this move was probably to suppress the voice as much as possible, but it was too tempting to make it, he wanted to turn his head to take a look, but he was twisted by the other party's old spicy method, "It's fun to subdue me in a different way, isn't it?!

Seeing that the smile was heard, Nissa no longer hid it, and laughed softly better than the crisp chirping of the morning birds, while Cela Pell outside the door was so anxious that she kept whispering, "Open the door!

"Aren't you stupid," he kindly reminded through the door, "won't you hide in my room?!"

The people outside the door seemed to be angry, but they still accepted this kind of "good words and persuasion", and the words they dropped before leaving had a strange tone, "Hurry up!"

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