"Master, why are you here?" Nangong Ling hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve and said unexpectedly.

"It's raining so hard, I guess you must be practicing your sword here. Where have you been all day today? ”

"The apprentice just panicked and went out quietly." Nangong Ling said painlessly.

"Stand up." When Nangong Yue heard this, she suddenly said in a cold voice.

Nangong Ling stood up tremblingly with his sword in his hand, because the sword practice just now consumed too much, and he was still a little out of strength.

As soon as he stood up, Nangong Yue flew up and kicked him, knocking him to the ground, a dog ate, and his face fell directly into the muddy water.

"Master" Nangong Ling got up from the ground and stared at her in astonishment and blankness.

"Stand up," Nangong Yue ordered again without saying anything.

Although Nangong Ling knew that his master was still angry, he still stood up with his body strong.

Bang~

Nangong Ling fell to the ground again in embarrassment, covered in splashed sludge and dirty.

He got up from the ground with his hands propped up, letting the sludge slide down his face, and the bean-sized teardrops could no longer hold back the muddy water pouring down.

Because of the sword practice, his arms had long lost his strength, and they were trembling violently at the moment, and finally they couldn't support it, and they fell face down face down again and fell heavily to the ground.

"Isn't that going to work, isn't it pretty horizontal this morning? If you still want to be my apprentice, stand up for me. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Ling slowly stretched out his arm, wanting to grab the hilt of the sword, but the hilt was still more than ten centimeters away from him, and at this distance, although it was close at hand, it seemed like the end of the world.

He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and crawled through the muddy water with his arms, gripped the hilt of his sword with difficulty, and staggered from the ground to get up again.

Who knew that Nangong Yue suddenly stepped on the sword body with her foot, "Can't you get up without a sword?" ”

He is the proud son of the Nangong family, the high-profile elder brother of the Nangong family, but now he is lying in the muddy water in embarrassment, like a lost dog.

"If you can't stand up, just climb for me, and climb back to Nangong's house in Mobei from Jiangnan." Nangong Yue scolded mercilessly.

Nangong Ling's fists clenched fiercely, his nails were pinched into the flesh, and blood fell to the ground along his fingers.

The arc of lightning illuminated the sky, and the expression of pain and determination on his face.

Nangong Ling used his arms hard, his body curled back, knelt on the ground, straightened his upper body, and finally fell down several times in a row before he barely stood up.

"Do you hate me?" Nangong Yue, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, asked.

Nangong Ling shook his head.

"Speak."

"I don't hate, I only hate myself, it's because I'm not as good as others, that's why I lost the competition."

"Do you know why I'm kicking you?"

"Because the apprentice lost the competition and disgraced the master, the master can rest assured, the apprentice will never lose again next time."

Nangong Yue saw that he still hadn't reflected on his mistakes, and was still thinking about the gains and losses of that competition, so he said angrily:

"Stupid, really stupid, you are still the senior brother of the disciples of the Nangong family, I didn't expect to be so narrow-minded and unsuccessful, I am really blind, I chose you as an apprentice."

As she spoke, Nangong Yue pulled out her sword and slammed it at Nangong Ling with the blade of her sword.

"Even now, you don't even know what you're doing wrong. It seems that the Nangong family has held you too high, as a role model for the younger generation, you can't even compare to the heart of a six-year-old child.

I have high hopes for you to take on more responsibilities in the future, and that's how you repay me. ”

When Nangong Ling saw Nangong Yue pumping herself, she suddenly smiled from the bottom of her heart: "Master, I didn't expect you to care about me, I knew I was wrong." ”

Seeing Nangong Ling's expression, Nangong Yue was also stunned, wondering if she had made this kid stupid, or if he had awakened some strange attribute that could not be explained.

"What do you think you're doing wrong?"

"The apprentice should not use the Eighteen Killings of Liuyun against Gu Shun, let alone be competitive and unscrupulous in order to win.

It's just that the apprentice doesn't want to disappoint the master, the apprentice represents the Nangong family, and he is burdened with too many people's expectations, and the apprentice can't lose no matter what.

In any case, please beat me as much as you want, so that I will feel a little better. ”

Nangong Yue realized that Nangong Ling's death just now was all faked, he just wanted to make himself angry, so as to beat him up to relieve his anger, and this child did it for her.

"I don't care what kind of reason you find, what you do today is not worthy of being a swordsman at all, when winning or losing becomes your only pursuit of kendo, then the day you fail is the moment you fail.

Gu Shun has no grievances with you, you dare to kill the killer, if it weren't for your junior brother's superior skills, he would have escaped. If he has something long and short, what if you let him be a teacher, the entire Nangong family may be killed by you.

Frizzy and light on the enemy, willful, inferior to others, and want to win by sneak attacks, dare to kill, fortunately during training, if you go to the rivers and lakes, no one will let you, and when the time comes, it will not be the sword body but the blade that will cut you. ”

Although he said so, Nangong Yue was quite relieved that he could realize what he was wrong with.

It's just that the mistake he made is not a small mistake, and if it is not severely corrected and set an example, it may be even more serious in the future.

"The apprentice knows that he is wrong, and I hope the master can forgive me."

"Don't apologize to me, the real apology is to your junior brother. They are also children from big families, they are a full eight years younger than you, you see how people do it, this is the pattern, this is the realm.

Take the time to learn from your junior brother, you still have a lot to learn. ”

"I understand, tomorrow, no, I'll go and apologize to him in person today."

"It's so late today, don't disturb people's rest. I will not give you back your sword until I have asked for forgiveness. In addition, in the past few days, I have written a 5,000-word review, deeply reflecting on my mistakes, and rewriting another one without one word. ”

Hearing Nangong Yue's request, Nangong Ling's face turned white, and he hurriedly said, "Master, can you punish me for practicing swords, I would rather practice swords than write a review." ”

"No, the skill of practicing swordsmanship, writing a review is to learn to be a person, if you can't even be a good person, it will be useless to learn a skill.

Once you go astray, you will become a big trouble for the henchmen of the rivers and lakes, rather than killing your relatives and making up for the loss of the sheep at that time, it is better for the teacher to prevent the slightest mistake now and prevent it from happening.

If the review is not well written, you can simply stay in Jiangnan City and be an errand runner in the dart game. ”

"Master, I really don't know if it's raining every day in Jiangnan, what's so good about letting you leave the Nangong family and come here to teach a six-year-old child."

"Master's business, you don't have to worry about it, you can take care of your own business first. That Liuyun Eighteen Kills can't be that you took advantage of my absence to learn from those elders in the family. ”

Nangong Ling lowered his head and did not answer, obviously acquiescing in this matter.

"What is it not good for you to learn, if you don't learn this trick, those elders are really, one dares to ask, the other dares to teach, and when I go back, I will definitely not be able to spare them."

Next time, if you dare to use this trick again without my permission, I will let you say goodbye to your sword completely. ”

"Don't want Master, it was I who finally asked the elder to teach me, and I promise not to use it again next time." As he spoke, Nangong Ling's stomach suddenly growled, and his overtrained body swelled dizzily.

"Alright, you must be hungry at this late hour."

"The disciples are not hungry at all."

"Don't hold on, I brought you food, I must be hiding somewhere and crying at noon today, I haven't eaten for a day, and I've practiced the sword for so long, don't exhaust your body."