Chapter Seventy-Seven: Do You Want to Worship Me as a Teacher? Mess with me?
Zhuo Mansion, An Lingyun room.
"Scatter!"
A crisp low voice sounded, different from the little girl's softness and milkiness, this voice was more agile and energetic.
The lilac, seductive and pure mist dispersed, revealing the true faces of the characters inside.
An eighteen-year-old girl slowly opened her eyes.
"Whew, it's finally back to this point."
An Lingyun said softly, wrapped the thin quilt on the bed around herself, and walked out of bed gently.
More open than before, with a tall field of vision, looking at himself, it is finally not like a mountain, he can't see the table on the top of the mountain, he just needs to sit down directly, and it is no longer a chair to climb up, the corners of An Lingyun's mouth can't help but tilt slightly.
[It's grown up!] 】
"It's a pity that I haven't fully recovered yet."
An Lingyun muttered to herself with some regret.
When she broke through, she was forcibly interrupted, causing her martial arts realm to drop a lot at this time, and now she can't control the operation of the exercises as freely as before, plus the meridians in her body are still very fragile, and it will take a lot of time to recover all her strength in one go.
This is still the result of An Lingyun's strong skills, and when ordinary people encounter An Lingyun's situation at that time, I am afraid that they would have died long ago because of the loss of control of the exercises and the loss of control of internal force.
And now, An Lingyun, who was able to use her martial arts ability a little, finally got rid of the body of the five-year-old girl and successfully entered adulthood.
"Eighteen is good."
In fact, An Lingyun doesn't know how old she is now, but eighteen is always a beautiful number, isn't it.
"It's a pity that I don't have a piece of clothing that fits."
An Lingyun felt that it was not a problem to be wrapped in a quilt like this.
Turning his head to look at the dark sky outside the window, An Lingyun showed an arbitrary smile.
"It's time to go out for a walk."
......
Lin Xuanyi's mansion.
"Hah!"
Zhuo Yang jumped high into the air, the spear in his hand pointed downward, and he bravely stabbed down towards Lin Xuanyi.
The world's marksmanship - set the world!
Lin Xuanyi tilted his head, looking at the cold and sharp, unparalleled attention, and a faint look of relief and amazement flashed in his eyes.
However, the movements in his hands were not idle, and a smooth shot stabbed towards Zhuo Yang.
The world's marksmanship - the sky!
The two spears collided in the air, erupting with a powerful momentum, and a huge wave of qi swept away in all directions.
"Boom!"
Zhuo Yang held the gun in both hands, and his face was already showing a look of difficulty.
And Lin Xuanyi held the gun in one hand, even if Zhuo Yang took advantage of the height, he still looked light and lightweight.
Looking at Zhuo Yang, who was about to hold on, Lin Xuanyi showed a faint smile, and then the internal force shook again, and suddenly shook Zhuo Yang, whose face had changed.
Zhuo Yang noticed the shock from the gun, and after knowing that he couldn't bear it, he immediately chose to retract his strength and not resist Lin Xuanyi, and the whole person took the opportunity to regain the distance with the help of Lin Xuanyi's outburst.
In the air, Zhuo Yang looked at Lin Xuanyi who was standing in place, resisted the urge to give his feet with Fengshen's legs, and landed safely.
"Huhuhu~"
The competition also put a lot of pressure on Zhuo Yang, and his breathing couldn't help but increase a few points.
looked at Lin Xuanyi's eyes more solemn and ...... There is bitterness that cannot be spoken.
It's really bitter and I can't say it.
Lin Xuanyi knew that Zhuo Yang's golden bell jar had been practiced to the point of reaching the peak, and it could be sent and received freely, and it could be used with just one consciousness, so every time Lin Xuanyi pierced it, he really pierced Zhuoyang's body.
At the beginning, when Zhuo Yang was not used to the rhythm with Lin Xuanyi, the sound of tinkling and ding, Zhuo Yang felt that Lin Xuanyi's neighbors had misunderstood that Lin Xuanyi had become a monk.
After all, Lin Xuanyi is single.
[Hahahaha! 】
Thinking of this, the grievances and depression caused by the constant blows in Zhuo Yang's heart during this time suddenly dissipated a lot.
Anyway, every time he trains, Zhuo Yang will find something to complain about.
After all, the training is so hard, and it can't make people have fun in the bitterness.
Lin Xuanyi didn't know that Zhuo Yang was complaining about himself in his heart at this time, he just slowly retracted his momentum, and looked at Zhuo Yang with gentle eyes.
"You've improved a lot during this time, it's just beyond my expectations."
Looking at Lin Xuanyi, whose attitude had changed, Zhuo Yang knew that today's training was over for the time being.
"It's nothing, it has to be Uncle Lin, you keep feeding me tricks to refamiliarize me with the relationship between marksmanship."
Lin Xuanyi looked at the modest Zhuo Yang and shook his head slowly.
"No, to be honest, I'm not good at teaching people, I'm just constantly putting pressure on you, and it's all up to your own understanding to get to where you are now."
My own realization......
Hearing this, Zhuo Yang's heart was inexplicably empty, during this time, he set his daily tasks to fight with Lin Xuanyi, and the rewards he chose were all to improve his understanding of the world's marksmanship, so he would give Lin Xuanyi such an illusion of rapid progress.
"I see, you are not far from comprehending the gun's momentum."
Lin Xuanyi looked at Zhuo Yang with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
This gave Zhuo Yang a burst of weakness.
"Ahem, I'll try, I'll try!"
"Well, it's not arrogant, it's good."
After Lin Xuanyi nodded, he threw the spear in his hand back to its original position with a flick of his hand.
Zhuo Yang was stunned when he saw it.
"Senior, is this all for today?"
"Well, there are some things in the Seven Genji that I need to deal with at night, so let's stop here today."
Lin Xuanyi said: "You don't have to come over tomorrow, the martial arts competition will start the day after tomorrow, relax and don't stretch yourself too tightly." ”
Zhuo Yang nodded.
"The kid knows."
"Well, come on for the competition, the master said, on the day the competition is over, the wine he owes you will be brewed, he said, celebration wine, it tastes better."
When Zhuo Yang heard this, he smiled expectantly.
"Uncle Lin, thank you for me."
"Well, you clean this up, I'll go first!"
After Lin Xuanyi finished speaking, he left first.
Zhuo Yang looked at the messy courtyard again, and sighed lightly.
Although he wanted to go out of the city with Lin Xuanyi to train, Lin Xuanyi, as the deputy director of the Seven Xuanyi Division, had to let people be able to find him at all times and contact him in time, so he couldn't go too far.
With the mountain and river gun behind him, Zhuo Yang began to clean the yard.
As for how to clean it......
Find out about the momentum of the wind.
Zhuo Yang's eyes lit up, and a fresh breeze swept out from his side, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, blowing the entire courtyard clean.
The perfect wind cleans the yard, it is completely killing chickens with knives and anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes, if Lin Xuanyi sees this scene, it is estimated that he will also scold Zhuo Yang for a violent thing.
"It's over!"
Zhuo Yang clapped his hands, and then walked towards Zhuo Mansion with his spear on his back with a smile.
On the way, I bought some small pastries for An Lingyun.
Zhuo Yang felt that An Lingyun, who was becoming more and more like a little adult, was also very cute when eating desserts, with her happy and restrained appearance.
After buying pastries, when Zhuo Yang passed by an alley, he suddenly heard a flattering voice.
"Hey, boy."
Well?
As soon as Zhuo Yang looked up, he saw a bright and beautiful woman wearing bright yellow clothes, white skin and beauty, as if it was the bright moon in the sky, bright and moving, sitting on the eaves next to her.
looked at himself condescendingly, with a smile in his eyes, with a bit of familiarity, but more like the agility and playfulness of an elf.
"Knock knock!"
At this moment, Zhuo Yang, who was looking at the woman, suddenly felt that his heart was beating twice.
Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next one will taste like.
Zhuo Yang felt as if he had met the one that surprised him the most and made him the most excited.
Zhuo Yang didn't know what it was like, and he didn't know what the future would be, but Zhuo Yang just understood one thing, he didn't want to miss her, that's all.
So, Zhuo Yang raised his head and smiled heartily at the girl in yellow.
"Girl, what's the matter?"
Looking at Zhuo Yang's 'silly' smile, the woman in yellow seemed to have succeeded in teasing people, like a little fox, smiled smartly and smartly, and then proudly raised her little chin and said angrily: "You, do you want to worship me as a teacher?" Mess with me? ”
"Huh?"
Zhuo Yang was stunned when he heard this request, and the first thing that came to mind was not to agree or refuse, nor was it the woman's purpose, out of instinct, a word subconsciously popped up in his mind.
The taboo is so forbidden that Zhuo Yang is embarrassed to think about it...... Word.