In the middle of the night, a black shadow with a negative sword swept by, and when he saw this scene in the house, he lost his mind for a while, and he just sat outside the door, the young man was trembling slightly, his eyes were scattered, and when he looked closely, he was already in tears.

After a while, Li Muxuan finally had some consciousness, condensed his mind and listened to all the sounds in the house, I don't know how long it took, Ning Que had already gone back to the house to sleep, he raised his hand to wipe his tears, stood up again, stepped lightly across the threshold, the young man was still stabbing the sword, but there was more of his own sword intent in it.

Li Muxuan had something in his heart, felt the sweetness of the girl's sleep in the house, smiled, and then nodded slightly and motioned for Ning Chuyi to go out with him.

The two of them walked out of the city gates, unimpeded, and after an hour, finally stopped in a slightly larger valley.

Without waiting for Ning Chu to speak, the young man said in one sentence: "Do you feel a hot current surging in your body, but you haven't entered the Feng Chu Realm yet?" ”

Ning Chuyi snorted.

Li Muxuan recovered his mentality, it was rare to look serious at this moment, and there were only three steps between the two.

"Next, I will personally give you a physical exercise, you just have to use all your strength to beat me, I will only return with the fists and feet of the Jianghu martial arts. No matter how injured you are, you have to get up for me, and you have to keep beating me, if you can't stand it and give up halfway, then I have the right to take back the jade pendant. ”

Ning Chuyi slowly raised his head, "Understood." ”

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, the young man pulled out his sword from the sheath with a serious face, and silently stabbed Li Muxuan with all his might.

Li Muxuan's body skimmed slightly, and he skillfully dodged.

The young man's face did not change, his heart was as calm as water, and his sword moves had changed from stabbing to horizontal slashing.

"Bang!"

The wooden sword had reached the young man's waist, but he didn't want to be quick with his hands, so he directly kicked out a kick that was in the middle of Ning Chu's stomach, kicking the young man backwards and flying dozens of steps, and finally tumbling in the air and landing heavily on a half-sized black stone, which made his mind spin around, covering his stomach with one hand, and still holding the wooden sword tightly with his right hand.

Li Muxuan nodded secretly, you are not a swordsman, who is a swordsman?

The young man was still unforgiving, and said coldly: "What? Can't stand it with one kick? What kind of sword to practice, what kind of rivers and lakes to break through? Get up for me! ”

Ignoring the gentle breathing, Ning Chuyi got up suddenly, stepped lightly on the black stone with his heels, and his body suddenly bounced up, without saying a word, he split his head off!

This time, Li Muxuan did not choose to dodge, but raised his hand to make a fist, slowly pushed forward, and let out a tiger roar, and faintly saw the majestic white tiger behind the figure! The young man's expression was indifferent, and the speed of his fist changed from slow to fast, facing the tip of the sword!

Rumble!!

Ning Chu's body was shaped like a cannonball flying out, his back broke through the three standing stones, and finally lay on the stone slab, his body bones were like falling apart, and the pressure of his fist did not decrease but increased, making the young man unable to hold his breath, and there were signs of suffocation!

The consciousness gradually blurred, and a sullen breath that was dark at the bottom of the floating corpse river surged into his heart, and he was more of a grievance about practicing the sword for three months but still couldn't catch a punch.

The young man gathered his fist.

Ning Chu took a big breath of fresh air, as if he wanted to make up for all the suffocation he had missed before, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, as if he was dying.

Just when the last wisp of consciousness left by the young man was about to dissipate, in the haze, there seemed to be two green rays, one left and one right, pulling Ning Chuyi's arm upward, and the young man didn't know it later.

Li Muxuan frowned, said "useless things", and suddenly a step appeared in front of the young man, kicking his leg, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", especially puzzled, simply used both hands and feet, and all the strength of the body was beckoned to the young man.

At this moment, where is Ning Chuyi's whole body, where is there still a little bit of human appearance? The face was full of lumps, and the blood came out more and more, and the oozing blood dripped on the black stones, ding-dong, ding-dong.

In a daze, I only heard a happy nonsense coming into my ears: "The physique is acceptable, but the kendo is slightly unsatisfactory." ”

At the last moment, the boy's fingers touched the black stone, and he tried to stand up, his arms struggling slightly upward, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make any sound.

After struggling for a long time, the arm that raised an arc also slowly fell down at this time. He didn't even have the strength to scream, his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them, and he passed out.

The moon hangs high, and the sky is full of stars.

Li Muxuan sat on the ground, took out the wine gourd and drank it in a small sip, he couldn't remember how much he drank, but he knew that when the wine gourd bottomed out, Ning Chuyi on his side suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of golden red flames, wanting to choose someone to devour, and he couldn't see the slightest human color, but it only lasted for a while, and he closed his eyes again, as if he had collapsed, and passed out again.

Li Muxuan was silent, and he sat beside the young man all night.

......

Ning Chuyi had a long dream, dreaming that on the night of his six-year-old mother's departure, he walked slowly and purposelessly with no purpose.

Under the starry sky, a young Taoist on the side of the road fell asleep, a dilapidated courtyard there was a scholar who was picking up the lamp to look at the sword, and not far from the restaurant happened to be a dusty young man in a black robe with a sword, who was shouting loudly to come to two taels of osmanthus wine.

His eyes finally moved, and when he opened them again, his calm face was more human, and the stars in the sky were all in front of him at this moment, as if he could easily take them off with a little stretch of his hand.

But his expression was indifferent, his hands gently pushed away the chaotic stars around him, and stretched out a hand, leaving a gap between his index finger and thumb for more than an inch, and between the gaps happened to be the brightest star.

But he put down his hand, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the bright moon above the night, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

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The wind passed through the treetops, and the night was calm.

At this time, the sky in the distance was covered with a white fish's belly, and the young man slowly opened his eyes, stood up, looked up, and whispered: "In the late autumn of five years, if I don't participate in Luo Tian Dajiao again, the old man should be sad again." I don't know what trouble Huang Dui will set off at the meeting. ”

He glanced at Ning Chuyi, who was sleeping soundly on his side, where could there be any injuries?

After a long pause, Li Muxuan lost his mind and muttered, "There should be a heavy snow in this world." ”