Chapter 1037 A sword determines the country
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Therefore, whether or not you can comprehend the true meaning depends entirely on the person who listens, not on the person who speaks.
Shirley was innocent and undistracted, remembering some things she wanted to remember, and other things didn't matter to her at all.
After she returned to Mrs. Nangong, Mrs. Nangong wanted to teach her advanced swordsmanship.
What I didn't expect was that no matter what kind of swordsmanship it was, Shirley learned it equally didn't learn it, and she would only learn one move, and this move was later called "one sword to fix the country" by Mrs. Nangong.
This trick can only be learned by the grandmaster, and no one else should even think about it.
Shirley is certainly not a grandmaster, but she is not an ordinary person.
She has the strength, speed, and eyesight that mortals can't have, and as long as these three are perfectly combined, she can achieve "one sword".
So since then, Mrs. Nangong has no longer taught Shirley any swordsmanship, but just let Shirley go to the cave to practice and improve the power that others can't have that only Shirley herself.
In other words, strength is Shirley's source.
Without strength, Shirley is an ordinary person, and with strength, she doesn't need to practice any exercises, she can have strength.
As she grows stronger, so does her strength.
Mrs. Nangong didn't know where Shirley's strength came from, and she once asked Xueyi Shenni, but Xueyi Shenni didn't tell her, only said that Xueli was a special person.
Therefore, Mrs. Nangong called that power the power of snow.
It was precisely because of the power of snow that Shirley could see something that even the peerless powerhouses at the peak of the One Realm could not see.
And it is precisely because of the power of snow that Shirley can give full play to "one sword to set the country" when she doesn't know much about swordsmanship at all, and even Wei Yingzhi can't help her.
There are no flaws in Shirley's style of play, and any swordsmanship will not work.
The only distribution that can be cracked is to shake off Shirley.
That means having more power than Shirley!
Yao Cong, as a master of the Kunpeng Sect, certainly has this kind of power, and he has it as soon as he makes a move.
But Wei Yingzhi didn't.
Unless she used those killer moves, even if she used the power of the Yuan Soul, it would be impossible for her to shake off Shirley, and there would be no way for Shirley to lose.
Gradually, Wei Yingzhi also saw this.
After she stabbed more than ten more swords, she suddenly withdrew her sword and retreated, and inserted the soft sword into the armor on her body, and it was integrated, and she could no longer see the slightest trace.
Fang Xiaowu was secretly surprised: "This suit of armor doesn't seem to be mortal. ”
"Miss Shirley, I can't help you, the dust bead is yours. ”
After saying that, Wei Yingzhi took a deep look at Shirley, retreated to her original position, and turned into the immobile female guard again.
When Zhu Handle asked someone to give the dust bead to Shirley, Shirley didn't dare to stretch out her hand, until she saw Fang Xiaowu nodding, she accepted it, and then Bing Xue wisely thanked Zhu Shan.
Zhu Shan felt that Shirley was unusual before, but now he is even more happy in his heart, and he really wants to treat Shirley as his daughter. If he had such a daughter, he would be happy to make him a commoner now.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Fang Xiaowu ran to say goodbye to Zhu Shan.
Zhu Zhi saw that he had made up his mind, so he had no choice but to agree.
After only a stick of incense, Fang Xiaowu took Shirley for hundreds of miles, and it was not until he was sure that no one was coming, Fang Xiaowu was relieved.
"Young Master, His Royal Highness is so good to us, why should we run?"
Shirley asked.
"If you don't run, you can't do it, that step general of Jin Pengguo couldn't compete with me last night, and I was already unhappy, and you won that Wei Yingzhi later, if we don't run, maybe it will cause unnecessary trouble......"
After Fang Xiaowu explained, he added: "I don't do this because I'm afraid of trouble, but because I think I can avoid it, and it's better to have more than one thing to do." ”
Shirley chuckled and said coquettishly, "Young master, I didn't say you were afraid of trouble." ”
Fang Xiaowu saw that she saw her thoughts, his old face turned red, and he shouted: "Okay, Xue'er, you have also learned to make fun of me, believe it or not, ...... I am not finished, he put his hands on the first floor, hugged Shirley, and kissed Shirley on the cheek.
He thought that Shirley would hide, and he would definitely be able to dodge, but he didn't expect Shirley not only not to hide, but also let himself kiss it, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"You...... Why don't you hide?"
"Xue'er is already a young master's person, and she won't hide. ”
Shirley closed her eyes, her face was blushing, and her breathing was quite rapid, it could be seen that although she could let Fang Xiaowu kiss her face, she was a girl after all, and it was inevitable that she would bump into a deer in her heart.
When Fang Xiaowu saw it, his heart couldn't help but waver.
He lowered his head and was about to kiss Shirley on the little mouth.
However, before his mouth touched Shirley's lips, he suddenly heard a voice sound: "It turns out that you like little girls." ”
Fang Xiaowu was startled, hurriedly let go of Shirley's body, and turned his head to look.
When he saw who was speaking, he was relieved.
The person who came was a white-haired dragon girl.
I saw her smile slightly and said, "Fang Xiaowu, if you like the little girl, I can let you get your wish......"
"No......" Fang Xiaowu hurriedly refused, this woman is powerful, he has already seen it, he will not easily let her approach him before he finds out her intentions, "You better be yourself." By the way, what are you doing here?"
If someone else asked this kind of thing, the white-haired dragon girl would have already flicked her long hair, suffocating it, but the person who spoke was Fang Xiaowu, so it was another matter.
"I didn't follow you, I just wanted to go back to Beijing just like you. ”
"Then you go first. ”
"What? You want to wait until I'm gone, so that I can talk to this little girl. ”
"That's not what I meant. ”
"And what do you mean?"
"In short, either you go first, or we go first, don't walk together, lest others misunderstand. ”
"Misunderstanding?" the white-haired dragon girl smiled and said, "Are you afraid that others will misunderstand that you are my father-in-law?"
Fang Xiaowu always remembered that he should not be fascinated by this woman's beauty scheme, so no matter what she said, as long as he was not fascinated.
He said, "Whatever you want, if you don't go, we'll go." ”
"Okay, let's go first......"
Before the words fell, he suddenly heard a voice from the sky: "Fang Xiaowu, even if you want to leave, you have to wait for General Ben to compete with you before leaving!"
"Let's go. ”
The white-haired dragon girl shouted.
Although Fang Xiaowu didn't know much about this woman, at this time, he instantly understood the meaning of the white-haired dragon girl.
He reached out and pulled Shirley's small hand, flew up, and disappeared in an instant.
When he looked back, he happened to see Bu Zhengchen chasing after the place just now.
But before Bu Zhengchen could speak, the white-haired dragon girl had already made a move on Bu Zhengchen.
Boom!
The two seemed to have a good move.
But suddenly, Bu Zhengchen flew out, as if the white-haired dragon girl grabbed Bu Zhengchen's collar and threw it out.
After seeing this scene, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but think: "What a terrible woman! If this kind of tigress is married as a wife, she will shed her skin if she doesn't die." ”
In the midst of lightning and fire, he and Shirley soared hand in hand, like a bird flying with wings, breaking through the sky and disappearing.