Xin Zhuo's body is fast, bouncing and sweeping rapidly, and he was a little jerky at first, but gradually became more and more proficient, and he could already toss and turn, jumping vertically like flying.

It's like a person's rapid transformation from being new to getting started with light work, Hinayana light work, and Mahayana light work.

Yuan Mo'er's face was full of surprise and shock, which was even more unacceptable than eating a lump of stinky tofu, not because of Xin Zhuo's light skills, but because of ......

How could he also "dance in the wind"?

This light gong body method is learned by the Yuan family from the ancient Kunlun Palace, inherited for more than 370 years, and only passed on to the family daughters, even if the Yuan Zhuzhu that was once cut off by Xin Zhuo, because it is a concubine, it is impossible to practice.

Seeing that Xin Zhuo had already surpassed a large margin, she immediately urged her true qi and chased after her desperately, and when she approached Xin Zhuo, she scolded angrily: "Who are you?" Why do you have my family's light work? ”

"Isn't it enough to have feet? I was born to be! ”

"You fart!"

Yuan Mo'er was furious, and turned to endure the doubts in his heart, and raised the heart of comparison, pinching the trick with his right hand, connecting the three waste points of the body, which is the life-saving means of the Mahayana "Ling Feng Miao Dance", which can urge the true qi and speed up the rush.

This trick really worked, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Xin Zhuo.

She subconsciously glanced back, and was stunned to find that Xin Zhuo, like her, connected three waste points and overtook her again.

turned out to be the same as her, it is also the Mahayana "Lingfeng Wonderful Dance".

Now that the light skills are the same, the entry is the same, and the realm is the same, then you can only compete with the level of the mind.

She is still confident in her own mental method, and the Yuan family's five-hundred-year-old sect valve is always stronger than the wild path of the bandit.

However, after a while, she had self-doubt again, because no matter how much she chased after her, she was always more than ten meters slower than Xin Zhuo, and the distance was even slowly expanding.

This thief's mental method is so terrifying!

You can't catch up!

She simply stopped.

At this time, the little thief didn't know what to think, with a smile on his face, and he was having a good time.

Happy?

It's a good time to assassinate, it's best to get hurt, and if you can kill, it's all done.

Her eyes were cold, coldly observing Xin Zhuo's movements, seeing Xin Zhuo turn around, to her side, her mind was only on light skills, and there was no knife on her body!

This is the time!

"Canglang—"

The waist knife is out of the sheath, the body is like a swallow three copies of water, tossing and turning, galloping away, people are in mid-air, the tip of the knife has been like a glimpse of autumn water, a knife to chop, and then a knife and a knife.

Nine knives rushed in a row, as fast as lightning, and the blurred shadow of the knife was dazzling.

And Xin Zhuo just caught up.

"Be careful!"

Cui Ying'er, who was watching carefully, couldn't help but exclaim.

It's too late!

Everyone is in the same realm, with mental arithmetic or unintentional, you are still on the roof of the half-empty house, how to hide?

Yuan Mo'er smiled coldly in her heart.

However, the next moment she noticed that Xin Zhuo raised her head with a playful smile on her face.

No, I was shocked.

Xin Zhuo had already punched out, very clumsy, like a dog, but with nine afterimages in one punch.

[Serial clouds and flowing water, dog-like three injuries to the yang fist. 】

It's like calculating the route of her knife and hitting the blade accurately.

"Dang!"

The blade of the knife was tilted, and Yuan Mo'er was in mid-air, and he couldn't help but stumble.

It was this stumbling that Xin Zhuo seized the opportunity, lightly stepped on the thatched mud embryo on the roof, deceived himself, and punched Yuan Mo'er Airport-like chest.

"Hmm-"

Yuan Mo'er let out a muffled sound, and the person and the knife fell together, fell heavily on the soil, drew a distance, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and Su Miaojin below looked dryly, watching her fly high and seeing her fall to the ground!

A good test of light skills, why do you suddenly start it, and suddenly lose?

Xin Zhuo had already jumped out of the house, stood beside Yuan Mo'er, and looked at her condescendingly, fortunately, he unloaded his strength in mid-air and did not kill her.

"King Xin, don't kill her!"

Su Miaojin finally came back to her senses, ran a few steps quickly, and approached the two, her chest rising and falling, and her eyes were full of panic.

Xin Zhuo ignored it.

Yuan Mo'er didn't pay attention to it, she just wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, the pride on her face disappeared, and she looked directly at Xin Zhuo: "You guessed that I would attack?"

"Nope! But I also play with knives, and I have a natural sense of knives! ”

Xin Zhuo was bragging about this, but in fact, he just understood the intention of these head-catchers, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself or hurt himself by learning martial arts.

Otherwise, if you don't want to save people, what kind of martial arts is it? So I have been on guard in my heart, and I naturally noticed Yuan Mo'er's knife.

But he didn't want to say it directly, for fear that it would be self-defeating, and some of the following catchers would lose hope, so they would find another way and not come.

"Second question!" Yuan Mo'er struggled to crutch the ground with her arms, "Where did you learn the Ling Feng Dance?" ”

"I was really born to do it!"

"Well, please kill me!" Yuan Mo'er closed her eyes, her breath trembling.

"It's just a martial arts, what nonsense is it, it's important to save Miss Su, isn't it? Let them continue to talk, the torture has been removed, and soon Miss Su will be able to go down the mountain. ”

Xin Zhuo intimately helped Yuan Mo'er up.

The owner of the well cannot kill the sacrificial spirit, this is a matter of principle.

However, Yuan Mo'er felt that she was insulted, and she glared at Xin Zhuo viciously: "I, Yuan Mo'er, swear, will definitely slash you!"

"It's no surprise that you don't have this ability in your life, come on!" Xin Zhuo smiled and waved his hand like a child.

Yuan Mo'er inexplicably felt the urge to cry, glanced at Su Miaojin, and limped out of Dazhai.

Until Yuan Mo'er disappeared from view, Xin Zhuo suddenly turned around, grabbed Su Miaojin's hand, broke her fingers, and snatched the note in her hand.

Su Miaojin had the heart to snatch it back, and then took a step back: "You also saw this?" Are you a youkai? ”

"I'm afraid of death, so I'm very careful, handing over notes like this, I was better than you when I was studying!"

Xin Zhuo opened the note, and there were a few lines on it that were very eye-catching:

"I will find a way to attack at night in the next few days, if there is any movement, stay away from Xin Zhuo and ordinary bandits some distance, it doesn't hurt if something is wrong, Murong Changgongzi, sister Yuan Yourong, Ling brother Su Zefeng and Mr. Haoxue are already halfway, and then they will join forces to attack with a hidden weapon, strive to kill with one blow, and save the girl from trouble!"

……

Yuan Mo'er staggered past Huang Dagui and the other three thieves, and stepped on the steps of the lower peak, looking haggard and her chest hurting, and what was even more sad was that she remembered what she had said when she went up to the peak:

“…… I, Yuan Mo'er, am willing to commit myself to serving the thief and being a servant and a concubine with him. ”

At that time, it was just a moment of anger, who would have thought that it would really lose so neatly?

It's a great shame, and she doesn't know how to face her colleagues for a while.

"How is the Yuan Catcher?"

Fortunately, several catchers came up together.

Chen Jing had already taken the medicine, wiped the bruise medicine, his face improved, and he was puzzled: "You fell for his fist?"

He could naturally see that the blood qi fluctuations of the heavy fist after the acupoint was frustrated.

Yuan Mo'er deliberately covered his flat chest, and said with difficulty: "He, he learned my family's light skills somewhere, and I am the same, the Mahayana Lingfeng Wonderful Dance, I took advantage of the situation to sneak attack, and he found out, if it wasn't for the fact that people lost their strength in mid-air, they would have died."

Of course, it's not that I'm inferior to him, it's that this thief is too cunning, and I don't lose. ”

The group of headhunters glanced at each other and automatically ignored the second half of her words!

The good news is that this little thief's light skills have finally disappeared into the transformation realm, which means that he is not so terrifying!

The bad news is that his light work is also Mahayana!