Xuanyi was curled up in the quilt and did not move, his ears buzzing.

- Let's go back to sleep.

She twisted into the corner and curled up in a ball. Hit her, hit her with magic, her dragon scales have already grown, just tickle, no one wants to tell her to get up from this bed today, and neither can the Emperor of Heaven.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't move, but his footsteps gradually walked out of the dormitory, and gently closed the door for her.

He's gone.

Xuanyi closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep immediately, go to sleep quickly, after waking up, she had to talk to Emperor Qingyuan, she wanted to talk about a lot!

When she woke up again, the sun was shining outside the window, and it was almost noon, Xuanyi wanted to continue to lie down for a while, but she was so hungry that she couldn't help it, so she had to get up and get dressed and wash.

The hall was quiet, there was no sound of talking and walking, Xuanyi opened the door of the dormitory a crack, leaned over and looked at it for a long time, only to see the Qingyuan Emperor was sitting on the wooden chair in the outer hall and hung his head to read, she sighed, stepped out of the dormitory, saluted elegantly, and said: "I have seen the Qingyuan Emperor, I have something to ask for, can the general who taught the way of fists and feet change for me?"

Emperor Qingyuan showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, he didn't speak for a while, but turned his head to look at the bookshelf, Xuanyi followed his gaze and looked over, and saw a white-clothed god monarch standing in front of the bookshelf, also holding a book in his hand.

His long hair is no longer tied with a tie, and the jade crown has been changed, it seems to have grown taller and wider, and the Fucang Shenjun, who still had the cold meaning of a young man on his face in the past, is now a real god realm general, and the condensation in his eyes is more calm than before.

The calm, condensed gaze glanced at her, looked at it for a moment, and then slowly fell back to the book, as if it had not heard her.

Xuanyi took a breath, it was she who was reckless, it turned out that he was still there.

Emperor Qingyuan smiled embarrassedly, but his voice tried his best to avoid embarrassment: "Princess, Fucang Shenjun is the right-hand man of the Ding Mao Department of Yuhua Palace, it just so happened that he was injured on the way to kill the Dog Monarch, I am afraid that he will not be able to go down to the realm for a period of time, so this seat has arranged for him to guide the cultivation, I don't know what the princess is dissatisfied with?"

Xuanyi said with a smile: "Since Fucang Shenjun is injured, it is better to recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind, so why bother to alarm him." I think that I don't know how to punch and kick at all, and it is inevitable that I will be overkill, so it is better to change to a person who can be rough and shallow, and it is easy for me to learn. ”

Emperor Qingyuan was embarrassed: "Princess, learning fists and feet kendo is different from academic law, and each routine is different. ”

How much does he want to leave Fu Cang behind? Xuanyi's face sank, and Fang wanted to say more, when he suddenly screamed in his stomach, and now it was her turn to be a little embarrassed.

Emperor Qingyuan got up and said, "Princess, please eat first." ”

He summoned the maiden to bring her a meal, and took this opportunity to leave immediately, this princess of the Candle Yin clan is really as difficult as the legend, the gods will look at a lot, in fact, it is not enough at all, where is she allowed to pick and choose, if it weren't for the fact that Fucang Shenjun was injured and stranded in the upper realm, he was reluctant to arrange him to guide this lazy princess.

Xuanyi stood stunned for a moment, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fu Cang still reading in front of the bookshelf, she wanted to avoid it, but she was unwilling to think about it, so she simply ordered the fairy: "Put the meal here." ”

There was none of the dishes on the small case that she liked to eat, and she barely ate a few bites of fish and meat, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have any refreshments?"

The maiden had a pair of wonderful eyes just looking at the white-clothed Shenjun in front of the bookshelf, a little absent-minded: "There are mung bean cold cakes, red bean soft cakes, and coral tea, what does the princess want?"

It's really a bad temple, Xuanyi's favor for Yuhua Temple has been reduced to the minimum, and he reluctantly said: "Then let's have mung bean cold cake, and I will also have a copy of coral tea." ”

The heart of the maiden seemed to have flown to the white-clothed Shenjun: "The princess is now either Fucang Shenjun, do you want to eat some refreshments? There are golden chestnut paste cakes, agate white jade cakes, and ninety-nine Guiyuan tea." ”

Xuanyi looked up at her and asked kindly, "Did you conjure up those good things in the back?"

The maiden felt that she had lost her mouth, blushed, and hurriedly lowered her head and said, "The slave is wrong, please don't punish the princess." ”

Xuanyi said lightly: "Of course I want to punish you, punish you for bringing all the refreshments and tea that you just conjured, and I also want a copy." ”

The maiden retreated with a red face, and after a while, she really sent good refreshments, and a pot of ninety-nine Guiyuan tea, and did not forget to greet Fucang softly: "Fucang Shenjun, come and use some refreshments." ”

I don't know who the princess is and who is the fairy. Xuanyi frowned, and saw that the white-clothed Shenjun next to the bookshelf moved, and slowly walked to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, poured a cup of tea, but didn't drink it.

Sensing that his gaze was fixed on herself, she couldn't help but look at the green grass outside the window, paused for a moment, and only heard him speak: "Wait a moment to practice the sword, you have to change your clothes and a pair of soft boots." ”

Xuanyi said slowly: "I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring other clothes and shoes. ”

Fu Cang said: "In this case, I can only practice horse walking today." ”

Xuanyi only felt that a sip of tea choked in his throat, and he actually asked her to practice horse walking. She poured half a cup of tea hard, washed down the refreshments in her throat, and rubbed the corners of her forehead to make a weak appearance: "I didn't sleep well last night, I'm afraid it's too much strength, so it's better to change the day." ”

There will be no other day, and she plans to return to Zhongshan immediately.

Fu Cang sighed, suddenly got up and walked over, and pulled her arm: "If you don't even want to practice horse steps, just swing your sword and parry, come here." ”

Xuanyi frowned and looked at his hand, but he didn't struggle, let him drag himself to the turf outside the hall, a flower in front of him, a wooden sword was thrown over, she didn't take it, and watched it drop at her feet.

Fu Cang seemed to see that she didn't mean to pick it up at all, so he bent down to pick it up for her and stuffed it into her hand.

"Hands up, legs apart, knees bent. He untied the blue Chunjun on his waist, took two steps back, took a most basic move, stared back at her, and forced her to follow with his gaze.

It's ridiculous, why did she want to learn kendo from him? Xuanyi stayed for a long time, about 20,000 years ago, she stayed in the purple mansion with an empty head all day, and when she was stupid, she didn't know whether she should drop the wooden sword and turn around and leave, or ...... She didn't know what it was.

She really learned his movements, and the arm holding the sword stretched out, and the fiery red fox fur shawl slid down.

Fu Cang approached to adjust her posture, took off the shawl, and gently hung it on the osmanthus tree.

"Throw your sword at the shawl, knock it down, and today is done. Seeing that her posture was crooked again, he gently hit her knee with his knee, lifted her elbow with one hand, and slapped her waist with the other, "Bend down, raise up, waist straight." ”

Xuanyi paused for a long time, and suddenly said, "Don't touch me." ”

As soon as the words fell, she threw the wooden sword hard, and the poor wooden sword drew a strange arc in the air, and fell under the osmanthus tree with a thud, without even scraping off a leaf.

Fu Cang picked up the wooden sword for her again and put it in her hand again: "Come again, don't change your posture." ”

Seeing that her legs were straight, he unceremoniously ignored her warning, and hit her knee again, her body was crooked, and he held her shoulder very measuredly, and by the way, he straightened her posture, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Xuanyi narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, didn't say a word, threw the wooden sword again, and flew directly outside the courtyard this time.

She hung her head delicately: "I won't." "So, don't teach.

Fu Cang didn't say anything, and with a gesture of his hand, the wooden sword flew back into his palm. He shoved it into her hand for the third time and said lightly, "So I'm in charge of teaching you." ”

(Zilang Literature)