Lin Manliu and Qiao Kesi practiced swords in the mountain road pavilion for a while, Qiao Yunnian finally couldn't squat down in the flowers, and then jumped out of the grass and shouted to the two: "Practice swords, practice swords, practice swords, do you only practice swords, and Brother Lin, you see my sister dressed like this, you also want to practice swords, practice swords, practice swords, and practice swords, I'm really angry."

"Qiao-Yun-Nian——, you come down for me, I'm still about to settle accounts with you, I've been quite fat lately, my sister wants to play a little trick, right?" Qiao Kesi said to him in a deep voice when he heard a sound coming from the hillside.

Qiao Yunnian heard his sister's somewhat embarrassed voice, and immediately ran away, shouting: "You two don't just practice swords, enjoy the scenery of mountains and rivers and look at the flowers!" ”。

Looking at his younger brother who ran away, Qiao Kesi didn't chase after him, first, it was not necessary, and second, it was really not easy to run in this dress now. I had to sigh to the short-shirted young man who was practicing swords: "This is what you said that he is still young, and we still need to trust him, and now he can even be involved in other people's men and women's affairs, not to mention you and me...".

Lin Manliu also heard Qiao Yunnian's words, and he was already a little embarrassed and at a loss, and when Qiao Kesi said this, the sword was almost unstable, and the two were silent for a long time.

"The person who taught you swordsmanship only taught you this style of Huanglong?" Jockos tried to break the situation.

"That master only taught me for a short time, and then left," Lin Manliu replied immediately.

"Since he is willing to pass the sword to you, even I can't understand the sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak, it must be the elder of the family, I will teach you another style" After that, I saw Qiao Kesi break off the branch in his hand, looked at the flowers that Qiao Yunnian was hiding just now, and the wrist of his right hand shook The broken branch immediately swirled towards the flowers, and instantly disappeared into the flowers, making the sound of the branches colliding and splitting with the flowers, but it did not end there, and when the sound first appeared, the broken branch actually flew back, and then was caught by Qiao Kesi's right hand.

The short-shirted young man with the sword was shocked, why could this small branch be thrown again after colliding with other objects and then ejected back to his hand easily, only to see Qiao Kesi grabbing the branch and shaking his head and looking at himself: "Today's dress is not easy to open and close, I can only use this branch to demonstrate, this style is called Sword Momentum Fei Guluan, it is my method of casting the sword peak to get rid of the sword and resist the enemy, it is normal to use a short sword is shorter than the black cloth strip in your hand and the same size as the ordinary dagger, which category, When we go out, we carry three or four of those short swords in addition to our swords."

Lin Manliu thought to himself that if he learned it in the future, he would have to prepare some short swords, and take the Spring Window Butterfly given by the master so that if someone took it away, wouldn't it be to throw the sword to someone else to pick it up. "That junior brother has thanked senior sister for the grace of passing on the sword in advance," Lin Manliu said to Qiao Kesi.

Then in the warm sunshine, the spring breeze goes to the green mountain, the flowers and plants on the edge of the pavilion are full of scenery, the pavilion is the stone table is simply placed with pen and ink through the color and antique, even the idle books hidden in the food box on the table have a little sense of tranquility, just under such a scene, a young man in a short shirt and a girl in a goose yellow dress outside the pavilion are ...... Break a branch and throw it at a flower bush on the hillside.

"The gesture just now was wrong, you can't come back after flying branches and hitting objects like this, look at me! You see, I'm not going to come back."

"Senior sister, you see, this is already the same gesture as you just now, but the branch hit the flower and never bounced back."

"How did you learn all the Yellow Dragon from people before, why can't you lose something!".

"There must be something wrong, senior sister, wait for me to change it."

......

On a tree trunk in the distance, a richly dressed young man looked at this scene without caring about the dirty clothes he was getting from climbing the tree, and sighed for a long time: "Such a beautiful woman can practice swords... If I were Brother Lin, I would definitely invite him to enjoy the spring scenery of the mountain, and drink a pot in the pavilion to make the spirit birds fly outside the mountain pavilion, and the spring breeze blew into the pavilion..... "The young man was immersed in his imagination and almost slipped and fell, but fortunately, his arm hugged the trunk again to avoid falling to the ground, and he looked carefully at this embarrassed appearance It was Qiao Yunnian who had escaped just now.

In the following time, Qiao Yunnian watched the two people outside the small pavilion on the mountain road on the tree practicing swords, at noon, the sun was at the highest place, and the branch handed out by the short-shirted boy finally showed signs of whirling, and then it was the process of receiving the sword, Qiao Kesi has been asking him to only grasp the end of the branch as the handle of the short sword, it is not easy for the branch to rotate, and the sword behind can be imagined.

"Look at the point of grabbing, do you want to stab someone else and come back to give yourself a sword, hurting the enemy a thousand and losing eight hundred?"

"It's... Senior Sister".

"If you dodge this move, the dagger will only spin faster, so it will be more difficult to catch, and if you hurt your hand, you won't even hurt the enemy a thousand."

"Got it... Senior Sister".

......

Lin Manliu somewhat understood why Qiao Yunnian was afraid of his sister at this time, and he really changed a person when he practiced swords, but this is also a different kind of handsome and sassy?

The sun is slanting to the west, the scenery outside the mountain pavilion is orange red because of the sunset, Lin Manliu is a little stable whether he is handing the sword or receiving the sword, and he looks back at the mountain road pavilion under the sunset, the goose yellow dress should be tired of standing and sitting on the stone bench watching himself practice swords, holding a teacup with both hands, his fingers gently rubbing on the rim of the cup, and suddenly reacted to the young man in the short shirt looking back, and then stopped the movements of his hands and immediately raised the teacup and smiled awkwardly: "Senior brother drink tea."

"Well, thank you, senior sister" Lin Manliu walked into the pavilion and nodded to Qiao Kesi, then took the teacup and drank it.

"It's not too early, I'll call the steward of the mountain to send you back to the city to rest, if you still stay in Juzhou in the future, you can also go up the mountain to find me to practice swords" Qiao Kesi patted the hem of his skirt and prepared to get up to find the steward.

There was an "ah" shout in the distance, so that before they could see who it was, they heard a shout from there: "Sister and Brother Lin don't worry, Yun Nian will go to the steward to send Brother Lin back to the city inn to rest, and tomorrow I will pick up Brother Lin to go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery."

"Qiao-Yun-Nian——......" Qiao Kesi was about to shout his brother's name and was about to reprimand, but before he could say anything, he stopped abruptly, and then smiled and looked at the short-shirted young man beside him. Lin Manliu sighed and said: "Yunnian, this little guy is actually not bad, I don't know how to behave in the city before, but I don't think he has any snubbing for his family or for my friend who just met."

"That's true, he listens to both my father and my mother at home, but I often lecture him with my father when he causes trouble in the city," Qiao Kesi nodded approvingly.

"You might as well listen to Yun Nian's own thoughts and events, he may just want to protect himself from being bullied through some things."

While the two were still talking, the martial artist who sent Lin Manliu up the mountain came to the outside of the mountain pavilion, and the young man in the short shirt said goodbye to Qiao Kesi and prepared to return to the inn in the city.