Slote stretched out his hand to Situ Jin, and Situ Jin immediately realized that it was Slot asking him for wine again, and he pouted, but he still took out a jar of wine and handed it to Slot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as Slote saw the wine, his eyes immediately released a different brilliance, and sure enough, this guy was an authentic drunkard. Unplugging the jar and pouring a large sip of wine down his throat, Slote stood up and walked under a large tree at the top of the hill, and Situ Jin immediately followed.

Walking to the bottom of the big tree, Slote pulled out the long sword at his waist, and Situ Jin immediately felt a fierce aura envelop him instantly. The body of the long sword was red all over, with several cloud patterns engraved on it, and the blade was shiny and extremely sharp. Situ Jin looked at Slot, not knowing what he was going to do.

In the next second, I saw Slot's entire body suddenly jump upward, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand waved lightly at the trunk above the tree, and before landing, the long sword in his hand waved lightly at the lower part of the trunk, so that a long trunk was cut off by Slote from the middle of the tree.

Just as the trunk of the tree fell to the side, the trunk of the tree also fell vertically because it was evacuated from below, and landed on the last remaining stump at the bottom of the tree, making a loud crashing sound, and then fell to one side as well.

By this time, Slote was standing on the ground again, still carrying the jar of wine in one hand, and the trunk of the tree that he had cut in the middle of the other.

Slote looked at Situ Jin and said, "Next, you have to use the sword in your hand to carve this trunk into my shape." ”

Situ Jin raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Slote raised his head and took a big sip of wine, and then said: "It's literal, practicing swordsmanship is a very boring process, there is no shortcut, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he also practices a sword and a sword, you learn swordsmanship with me, I don't have any sword moves to teach you, because the sword moves vary from person to person, and the sword in each person's hand is different, no matter how powerful my moves are, they may not be suitable for you." ”

After a pause, Slote said: "What I can teach you is only some of the most basic things, don't look at the countless swordsmen on the continent, but most swordsmen have been pursuing gorgeous and diverse moves all their lives, and ignoring the most basic things for swordsmen, and this basic thing is precisely the fundamental factor that determines whether a swordsman is strong or not." ”

Slote shook the trunk he was holding with his hand: "Carving the trunk with a sword can not only exercise your flexibility in using the sword, but also exercise your control of the strength of your wrist when using the sword, which seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult." From today, you can practice this!"

Situ Jin originally wanted to say something, because he really felt that Slote seemed to be playing tricks on him, saying that he was teaching him swordsmanship, but in fact he didn't teach him anything, just let him do this and that, and when he heard Slote's words, he couldn't say anything more.

He stepped forward, took the trunk of the tree that stood on the ground from Slote's hand, leaned it against another large tree, and drew his great sword.

He wanted to try what it was like to carve a tree trunk with a big sword, and raised his wrist, and then, Situ Jin aimed the tip of the sword at the center of the tree trunk and slashed it from top to bottom.

Except for scratching off a layer of bark, there was not even a hole in the trunk. Situ Jin was a little unbelieving, he swung his sword at the trunk again, but this time he used a lot of force, but he didn't expect that because of too much force, this time the trunk was split in half by him from the middle at once.

Slote saw Situ Jin's actions in his eyes, and said with a smile on the side: "How is it? Boy, it's not as easy as you think, right?"

Seeing that Situ Jin didn't speak, Slote said: "Okay, then you kid will practice slowly! When you can carve my appearance with the trunk, let's move on to the next step." ”

"What's next?" Situ Jin looked at Slote, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and finally he didn't say anything more. Seeing that it was getting late, Situ Jin threw another small jar of wine for Slot, and then walked down the mountain.

Prepared some food next to the waterhole, Situ Jin packed it with a porcelain plate and brought it into the water hole, but as soon as he walked into the water hole, he saw Tong Qingyun lying next to the stone chair in the water hole, and there were bright red blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Situ Jin hurriedly put aside what he was eating, walked quickly to Tong Qingyun's side, and lifted her upper body.

This action immediately made the robe on Tong Qingyun's chest open to both sides, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, and even the proud twin peaks were looming, and there was a feeling that it was about to come out.

At the moment of emergency, Situ Jin didn't notice this, he just stared at Tong Qingyun's stunning face. I saw Tong Qingyun's eyes closed tightly, her face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, although Situ Jin had just shouted loudly, she showed no sign of waking up.

Situ Jin quickly thought about the reason why Tong Qingyun fell here, could it be that the same as last time, the mental injury had flared up again, or was there any other reason?

After thinking about it, Situ Jin still had no clue, he decided to ask Lele, but he called a few times, but he didn't hear Lele's response.

Situ Jin remembered that since the last time Lele used the purple pagoda breath to help Tong Qingyun calm his nerves, there seemed to be no movement. Based on past experience, it is speculated that as soon as he borrows the breath of the Purple Tower, Lele will suddenly become very weak and extremely sleepy, and Situ Jin guessed that this time was the same.

Situ Jin suddenly lost his mind in his heart, and at this moment, Tong Qingyun's pale lips without a trace of blood suddenly moved: "Tong..."

Situ Jin hurriedly bent down and put his ear close to Tong Qingyun's lips, and for a long time, except for a Tong word, he didn't hear anything clearly: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

Situ Jin shook Tong Qingyun's body, and the robe on Tong Qingyun's body slipped a little to the sides, but this action did not wake Tong Qingyun up.

Situ Jin thought that Tong Qingyun had lost consciousness again, but he didn't expect that in the next second, Tong Qingyun's slender hands that were originally hanging on the ground suddenly lifted up and grabbed the clothes on Situ Jin's waist tightly, and a rather painful look appeared on Tong Qingyun's face.

Startled by Tong Qingyun's sudden move, Situ Jin hurriedly grabbed Tong Qingyun's hands and tried to take them away from his waist, but he didn't expect Tong Qingyun not only not to let go, but to grasp them tighter.

Seeing Tong Qingyun's appearance, Situ Jin became more and more anxious, he gritted his teeth, and planned to get up and go to the mountain to ask Slote, maybe Slote would know what was going on.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, Tong Qingyun's whole person suddenly hugged his body, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "Don't ...... Walk....... Right...... Not ......."

(To be continued.) )