In the evening, Butian took Locke back to the courtyard with a dark face.

He's in a bad mood right now, and at the end of the dinner, Wendy's mother comes to him alone and says something she wants to talk to him about.

Butian didn't hesitate and readily agreed, but the content of the conversation afterwards made his heart half cold.

"Brent, you're very good, you're young, you're outstanding. Wendy has a friend like you, and I'm glad for her. However, there are some things I have to say...... I hope you, it's better not to get entangled with Wendy any longer, I'm not optimistic about you. ”

These are the original words of the third lady, cold and biting, straight to the point.

Butian was very angry when he heard this, and he felt as if his dignity had been trampled on, so he lost his face at that time and questioned. He thinks that the other party is blatantly looking down on him, and thinks that he is not worthy of Wendy, otherwise how could he do such a thing to beat the mandarin ducks.

And after a conversation, the third lady solemnly explained the reason to Butian.

Things are not what Bu Tian imagined, and the third lady is by no means looking down on him, but she is really in a last resort, and she has her bitterness.

The Third Lady made it clear that Count Warren was only using him, and the brighter he was now, the closer the day when Count Warren would do something to him.

She didn't want her daughter to get involved, after all, one side was her own relatives, and the other party was the man she liked. There will be a day when these two sides will meet each other, and at that time, what kind of way should Wendy, who is caught in the middle, deal with herself?

Is it on the same side as Butian and hurting his father, or is he standing on the same side with his father and hurting Butian?

I'm afraid that in the end, the most painful thing is Wendy, how old is she now, can she bear such pain?

"Would you like to watch Wendy jump into the fire pit?" was the third lady's last words, and after saying this, she left in silence.

Bu Tian looked at her back, the back of a mother, and he felt that he was moved by the third lady's words. Or rather, he didn't want to see Wendy torn between a wrinkle.

He relented.

"Locke, do you have a favorite girl?" Bu Tian suddenly turned around and looked at Locke, who was silently following behind him.

"Ah......" Locke stood dumbfounded, confused.

Bu Tian patted his head and said secretly: "How can there be a girl you like with a wood like Locke, I asked the wrong person." ”

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Bu Tian turned around and continued to walk towards the courtyard, his voice coming from the front and falling into Locke's ears.

"It's okay, I don't think you have a favorite girl. Hey, you don't understand. ”

Locke stood in place, not keeping up with Butian's footsteps for the first time, his face was complicated, as if he was remembering something.

After a long time, Butian's figure had already walked far away, and Locke woke up, he suddenly smirked a few times, looked at the back of Butian in front of him, and said in a low voice: "I like the girl, master, I also liked it." I know. ”

There seemed to be some helplessness and vicissitudes in Locke's tone, and after saying this, he took a new step and chased after Butian, who had already gone away.

In the courtyard of the Edra family's mansion, Bu Tian was lying on the bed flipping the low-level 2nd level combat skills sent by Count Warren, and a sword was sent together.

The sword is an ordinary fine iron long sword, and the stingy Earl Warren will not give the sword to Butian after giving away a skill worth 100 gold.

After a period of sluggish love after talking with the third lady, Butian has gradually recovered his mood.

This happened, in the final analysis, because his strength was not strong enough.

If he was strong enough to rival the entire Edra family, would Count Warren still have the courage to deal with him?

With a sigh, Bu Tian threw away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind and instead looked down at the skill book in his hand.

This combat skill is a low-level 2-level swordsmanship skill, Bu Tian stroked the writing of the skill book, his face was calm, and he didn't have the excited look of not being able to find North when he first obtained the skill.

As much as you gain, you will only pay more. This low-level 2 combat skill, although it has now fallen into his hands, is not so easy to take.

With a slap of his palm, the skill book turned into a faint mist, and a mysterious spiritual power fluctuation surrounded Butian's entire body.

This faint fog is the understanding and experience left in the skill book, and the ability to master the skill to the first level depends on the strength of one's mental strength and comprehension qualifications.

No matter how strong the mental power is, it is impossible for a fool without understanding to master the skills.

No matter how strong the comprehension is, it is impossible for a waste wood without the slightest mental power to master the skills. At least, you can't master the skills through the guò skill book, you can only carry out boring learning and exercise, and realize one move at a time, and finally it is possible to master the skills.

Simply Butian is not a strange thing, his spiritual power is strong, and his understanding is enough, and he can often absorb and master a lot of the understanding and experience engraved in a skill book.

Half an hour later, the fog surrounding Butian's body slowly dissipated, and Butian's eyes were closed, as if he was carefully comprehending, and fell into a strange state of sleep. Locke stood a short distance away to protect him from being disturbed.

After another half an hour, Butian opened his eyes, and his long and narrow eyes were bright, like stars in the universe. He stood up and moved his hands and feet, staring intently at his newfound skill.

"Nether Thirteen Swords (Active) Rank: Beginner Level 2. Skill Effect: Increases your attack by 80% and consumes 2 energy per minute. Mastery: Familiar with it. ”

"The combat skill of the beginner level 2 is really powerful, and it can increase its attack power by 80%, and this is only to master the fourth heaven, think that my cloud palm that has mastered the fifth heaven is only an increase of 30% of the attack power. Butian's eyes showed a look of joy, and he muttered to himself.

In fact, Bu Tian didn't know that the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld were not as simple as they seemed on the surface, but the mystery involved a great secret.

Only the fourth-level Netherworld Thirteen Swords completely overshadowed the fifth-level Wild Cloud Palm in terms of power, and the only flaw was that it required more energy to be cast, with the energy value of 20 points in the full value of Butian, it could only be used for ten minutes, and these ten minutes still referred to the time that the first sword could last.

The thirteen swords of the Netherworld, one sword is stronger than the other, the more sword moves in the back, the more energy consumed, the more it skyrockets.

According to Butian's guess, even if the energy is worth 20 points, I am afraid it can only support him to cast the seventh sword. It seems that this Netherworld Thirteen Swords can only be used as a killer weapon, and it is enough to use the Wild Cloud Palm to fill the façade in ordinary battles.

Now he also knows why Renault didn't use a long knife to fight until the second half of the game, and it is estimated that the guy also learned a beginner level 2 knife combat skill.

The more advanced the combat skill, the more energy it needs to expend when it is used, and Renault did not use a long knife to fight in the first place, probably because of this consideration.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon and stars are scarce.

In the open space of the other courtyard, Butian stood with a sword in his hand, and many descriptions of the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld were tumbling in his mind.

The thirteen swords of the Netherworld, when the sword comes out, the wind gusts, like a devil crying black. The sword caster must be determined, out of the sword will be indomitable, a sword is faster than a sword, a sword is more ruthless than a sword, there is no room for a little hesitation, once the heart hesitates, the sword is shaken, will be counterattacked by the sword move, the light is vomiting blood and seriously injured, the heavy is the meridian inch broken.

"Woo woo woo woo..." Bu Tian slashed the pure iron long sword in the void, and a gust of wind was terrible, and the wind whistled like ghosts and gods crying together.

The cold light flashed, and the sword shadow flew, like a pear blossom falling to the ground, spotted white, and like a goddess scattering flowers, the sky was full of glow.

Butianren walks with the sword, the sword moves with the heart, the figure is like a boat in the sea, looming in the open space of the other courtyard, the speed is extremely fast, the sword swing, the whining sword roars endlessly, and the cold light rises one after another.

The wind and dust flew in the open space of the entire courtyard, and the whining sound was continuous, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the flickering little sword light was like the eyes of a ghost peeping, cold and murderous.

Butian's footsteps moved, and the sword walked like a dragon with a shake of his wrist, because the speed was too fast, and there were only electric lights in front of him.

Boom, spur, stabbing swords stretched out in a row, one sword faster than the other, forming a beam of blazing white silver light. The whining sword roar was moving, and the fierce sword aura swept around, and the ground was ploughed out one after another.

Locke stood on the side of the corner of the courtyard wall, looking at the chic figure of Butian in the courtyard, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, his master was really talented, this was just a newly learned swordsmanship skill, and it was like a long time to master it in his hands.

"Choked" with a sword roar.

Butian retracts the sword back to the sheath, and the whole action is like flowing water, relaxed and freehand, giving people a natural sense of art.

The cold light disappeared all around, the leaves fluttered to the ground, and a qiē returned to calm. Butian stood in place, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword, his posture was upright, he was dressed in black, and he had a proud and deep temperament.

He carefully recalled the various feelings when he had just cast the thirteen swords of the Netherworld, and when the swordsmanship was unleashed, where it was smooth and where it was a little jerky, he remembered them all in his heart. No matter what kind of skill it is, only after you are familiar with it first, can you drive it like an arm in the process of exercising.

Seeing that Butian seemed to be in deep thought, Locke did not come forward to disturb, and stood quietly in place and waited.

Under the moonlight, the figures of the master and servant stood quietly, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and there was silence all around, without the slightest sound.

Long.

The wind blew silently, fluttering the ends of Butian's hair, and a cold breath unique to the night woke him from his contemplation. Butian came back to his senses, looked at the fallen leaves slowly flying in front of him, and smelled the fragrance of various plants at night.

At this moment, the state of mind is so peaceful and distant.

At this moment, when Butian's mind was most relaxed and peaceful, a shrill sound suddenly came out.

Bu Tian's heart tightened, and before his thoughts could turn, he only had time to move a step, and with a pop, a sharp pain suddenly came from his body, and a stream of hot liquid flowed out from his injured part.

You Longbu spread out with all his might, and Bu Tian endured the severe pain in his body and stayed away from the place.

Like a glimpse of light, Butian's body shook and turned a few corners, making it impossible to grasp his whereabouts. Running until he reached a corner against the wall, Butian leaned his body close to the corner of the wall before stopping.

In the corner of the wall, no matter how the enemy attacks, as long as he doesn't know how to escape through the wall, he can only attack from the front, so that Butian will not be too passive.

At the moment of being attacked, Bu Tian knew that he was targeted by thieves. The huge Edra Mansion is heavily guarded, and ordinary people can't sneak into it at all.

And the infiltrators this time, not only did not even the guards of the Aydra family find out, but even Butian himself did not notice the other party. If he hadn't been attacked, I'm afraid this person would have been difficult to notice when he walked past Butian.

This is unimaginable, the strength of the person who came is too strong, even a low-level 2-level thief like Ivan has nothing to hide under the perception of Butian's spiritual power, and he was discovered before he could make a move.

But this time, the enemy, from beginning to end, only at the moment of the attack, did Bu detect the other party's existence.

A strong enemy, a strong enemy like never before.