"Hand in hand?"

Seventh Senior Sister Mi Luo's eyes lit up, is there such a good thing?

Originally, she just wanted to have more contact with the sixth senior brother, and then find a chance to take him down, but she didn't expect that there would be this kind of benefit, tsk, that's the case, then don't blame the senior sister for doing something to you.

Mi Luo was a little impatient and said, "Sixth Senior Brother, let's start then."

Zhang Ren stood behind her, almost against her back, holding her hand, and said:

"Study hard, don't waste my time, I'll teach you to stab the sword and split the sword first, first stab the standing sword or the flat sword forward, not simply stab, your power must reach the tip of the sword, instill the past, and at the same time stab the spiritual power through......

"Wrong...... The sword and the arm must be in a straight line, just like a great dragon going out to sea and smashing the yellow dragon directly, it must be in a straight line."

Zhang Ren held her hand and instructed slowly.

But a little bit of a heart.

After all, she is a little close to her, and the body fragrance on her body lingers on the tip of her nose, always attracting herself to smell.

I have to say that the little sister is very well developed, her hands are very soft, they are very comfortable to the touch, her waist is very thin, and her breasts are really big.

Although holding her hand myself was a bit distracting, it was more than enough to guide her.

It was the first time that Mi Luo was held behind her by her senior brother like this, her ears were so red that she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, her heartbeat gradually accelerated, her breath began to be disordered, and she accidentally fell to the ground with her sword.

"You can't hold the sword steadily, I'll teach you again."

"Yes, that's it, that's the point of the sword."

"Next, I will teach you to split the sword, the elbow joint is flexed and extended, the sword is from top to bottom, and finally the strength reaches the sword body."

"Wrong, it's not the tip of the sword, it's the body of the sword, the power should be poured on the body of the sword, the power of the sword is from the hilt of the sword, it spreads to the tip of the sword, and the splitting sword spreads to the body of the sword."

Although Zhang Ren enjoyed sticking with her a little, after all, girls are fragrant, but teaching blood pressure still came up, and said:

"Don't you understand this basic swordsmanship, if I guess correctly, you are only 17 years younger than me, I am 220 years old, then you are 203 years old, 203 years old, you don't even know basic swordsmanship, how did you live for so long?"

Zhang Ren looked at Mi Luo, and said incredulously: "How did you do all the movements not in place, so it is impossible to achieve in the way of the sword, you don't know the basic swordsmanship, I can't teach you advanced swordsmanship, didn't the master teach you swordsmanship, practice so badly?"

Mi Luo was like a child who had done something wrong, and lowered her head and said:

"Master has never taught me swordsmanship, has he taught you?"

"Uh...... No, but doesn't the book say that it would be nice to follow it?" Zhang Ren had never practiced anything with his master, he just taught himself the simplest method of spitting and cultivating.

But that's enough.

The master led the way into the door, and the art was learned in the individual.

As long as you enter this door, you can cultivate as much as you want in the future.

As long as you follow the book, you can't go wrong, unless the book is wrong, or you cut corners.

Mi Luo pouted and said, "I do practice according to the book, but I will be able to do it as soon as I see it, and I will lose it as soon as I get used to it, sometimes I can't correct it when I get used to it, Sixth Senior Brother, then you can help me correct it well, I will definitely practice hard this time, and I will never be lazy."

Zhang Ren has always learned something, basically just look at it, and suddenly remembered that everyone's talent is different, Mi Luo may have read it carefully, but he can't understand the essence.

"Okay, this attitude is good, then I'll correct your problem." Although Mi Luo is already two hundred years old, it is not too late to realize the problem.

"Come with me, practice with me."

Zhang Ren once again taught him the essentials of swordsmanship, only teaching the two tricks of stabbing and splitting the sword.

A teaching is a day.

Taught about the same, Zhang Ren sat on the grass and let her learn by herself.

Mi Luo studied very seriously, because it was also the first time that she realized that there was a problem with her swordsmanship, so she studied very hard.

Just a few days.

It completely corrected the old problems of the previous two tricks.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I've learned both the stabbing sword and the splitting sword, can you and I take a look?" Mi Luo was full of smiles, feeling that her hard work had improved, and she was very happy.

"Okay."

Zhang Ren made a few moves with her and said:

"You learned well, maybe your foundation is there, and the correction is a lot more powerful."

Mi Luo smiled from ear to ear, and happily rushed up to hug Zhang Ren's waist and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Six."

Soon, it became clear that something was wrong.

She rarely hugged the waist of the sixth senior brother, for fear of being disliked, so most of the times she used to hug his arm, but I have to say that the sixth senior brother's chest is so strong.

I couldn't help but put my face up and rubbed his chest.

Zhang Ren didn't speak either.

Because when Mi Luo rubbed himself, he could clearly feel Mi Luo clinging to his body, which made his blood accelerate.

Mi Luo rubbed and rubbed, and saw that the sixth senior brother did not push himself away, so he secretly looked up at him, and found that his face was slightly red, as if he was shy, hey, he will be shy, the sixth senior brother is so cute.

Mi Luo couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and kiss him lightly on the cheek.

It's like a dragonfly dotting water, just clicking, and quickly running away without even taking the sword.

"Stop." Zhang Ren shouted and said, "Remember to come here tomorrow to find me, and I will teach you other basic swordsmanship."

"Hmm." Mi Luo hummed lightly, trotted into the house, and kept patting her heart, "I actually kissed the sixth senior brother, hahaha, I actually kissed him, shouldn't I be pregnant."

When she said this, her face was as red as the sunset.

She touched her face behind her, and felt that it was very hot, and she felt that she could boil eggs.

She didn't even take off her shoes, she quickly jumped on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and was so shy that she didn't have the face to see anyone.

"Sixth Senior Brother shouldn't think I'm frivolous, after all, I'm a woman...... Probably not, he also said that I should go to the old place to cultivate tomorrow, which shows that the sixth senior brother also likes me, yes, that's it."

Thinking of this, Mi Luo's face turned even redder, and the breath she exhaled was hot.

I don't know how long it took, but my heartbeat gradually recovered, Mi Luo calmed down, got out of the quilt, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a *** expression:

"It's so exciting to kiss and run."

Next.

Before he was in his teens, Mi Luo got up and dressed up, put on a gorgeous dress, tied her belt, and dipped her beautiful mouth grease and painted her eyebrows.

As soon as the hour came, he quickly walked out of the room and walked to the old place.

There are three tasks for today.

One, let the sixth senior brother teach me to practice swordsmanship by hand.

Second, the sixth senior brother.

Three, so the above two points.

Everything is ready, just wait for the sixth senior brother to see Meimei's self, tsk.

A bright smile tugged at the corner of Mi Luo's mouth.