Now, the two of them could only stare at him, not knowing what to do.

The black-clothed young man looked at the two of them with blank expressions and just stood there looking at him, and suddenly the expression on his face stiffened. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but make an indifferent smile.

"I'll do it again, this time, you show me clearly, lest I say I won't teach you martial arts in the future." Although the voice of the young man in black sounded like he missed his uncle very much, his indifferent tone made Leng Xuesheng and Leng Ge'er tremble.

Leng Xuesheng and Leng Ge'er immediately nodded when they heard him say this.

This time, Leng Xuesheng and Leng Ge'er no longer just watched, but firmly remembered every move and style of the teenager in their minds.

Otherwise, there were some missing, but they remembered most of the moves.

When the teenagers are done, let them try to give them practice.

At the beginning, the strength of the two of them to go out was weak, and the young man in black was on the side to guide them.

He didn't correct their insolence, for he knew that they had only just begun to learn, and it was impossible for them to play their own fierce and lethal swordsmanship.

One evening, Leng Xuesheng and Leng Ge'er practiced the swordsmanship in their hands more seriously than the other. Leng Xuesheng also knew that what she was practicing now was not lethal at all, but she just wanted to memorize all the routines. As for the lethality, you can take it slowly.

As for Leng Ge'er, not to mention, he is still young, and it is already very good to be able to swing it.

It wasn't until the sky was dark that the young man in black told them to stop.

"Tomorrow morning, I will see you here before dawn. By the way, Xuesheng, you can make a few sandbags. ”

Perhaps because of the first time he called Leng Xuesheng like this, the face of the young man in black was slightly red. Although others couldn't see it, he just felt his ears red.

Leng Xuesheng was also stunned for a moment because of his sentence 'Xuesheng'.

"Yes, master!" Leng Xuesheng replied immediately.

Late at night, Leng Xuesheng didn't sleep, she was still busy with the movements in her hands.

She's getting a lot of sand back, and she's sewing sandbags in her hands at the moment.

Because something is more delicate, the stitches of the sewn bag must also be very delicate.

So the Assassin sewed every stitch and thread with the most delicate stitches, and back and forth several times.

This busyness was in the second half of the night, and he waited until Leng Xuesheng made four sandbags before lying down and resting.

However, on the opposite side of Leng Xuesheng's room was a wall, and there was a person standing on that wall, and that person was quietly looking at the room, and Leng Xuesheng was busy there alone.

It wasn't until she lay down to rest that he slowly returned to his room.

Early the next morning, Leng Xuesheng got up early, perhaps because her master was finally willing to give them real skills, so Leng Xuesheng was very positive.

Even if there is a little bit of blue under the corner of her eye, it symbolizes that she didn't have a good rest last night, and she doesn't care.

Breakfast was very simple, no one said anything, after breakfast, Leng Ge'er went to study, and the young man in black left home with Leng Xuesheng.

In the desert outside the city, Leng Xuesheng held several sandbags in his hands.