Early the next morning

The dripping light is not as dazzling as the sun.

Di Chen'er woke up naturally, and when she woke up, the matchmaker was holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a red dress bathed in the dripping morning luster.

"Matchmaker, have you been with me for one night?" Di Chen'er rubbed her eyes and stood up from the grass, with an inexplicable joy in her heart.

The matchmaker didn't look at him, and said indifferently:

"The technique of Bagua and the Five Elements is helpless for you, the most important thing now is to grasp the part of your body that does not completely belong to you as soon as possible. ”

Di Chen'er was shocked, since the battle of Kunlun and after Jiang Ziya dissipated, Di Chen'er did have a clear feeling, although the immortal qi in his body was more pure, but it was also more difficult to control.

"Matchmaker, you know?" Di Chen'er was surprised.

The matchmaker said "En", and then changed the conversation:

"Last night you asked me if I would fight you if you wanted to go. The answer is, yes. ”

Di Chen'er shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said:

"I've figured it out, after all, the matchmaker won't hurt me~"

Before the words fell, he suddenly felt the demonic aura that suddenly erupted from the matchmaker's body.

Di Chen'er panicked:

"Matchmaker, you ...... What do you do?"

The matchmaker didn't respond to him, but saw that layers of red light suddenly bloomed on the bright red oil-paper umbrella, and then saw that the demonic energy emanating from the matchmaker's body quickly gathered into countless oil-paper umbrellas, just like the red lanterns hanging on the streets of the downtown on the night of the celebration conference.

"This, this just woke up ......"

Di Chen'er didn't finish his weak words, and three oil-paper umbrellas had already quickly flew towards him.

Originally, Di Chen'er only subconsciously took a few steps back, but he never expected that the flying oil-paper umbrella would quickly rotate in the air, and then he could see that from the eaves of the umbrella, countless sharp demonic qi like needles were emitted.

Suddenly, like someone turning an oil-paper umbrella in the rain, the rain splashed everywhere, like a needle and a demonic rain.

Di Chen'er quickly propped up a barrier barrier, although he didn't feel the killing intent, but this was obviously stimulating Di Chen'er, because the demonic aura like a needle was very delicate, and after blocking seven or eight, three or two of them could actually penetrate the barrier.

"Combat is the best means of mastery, you can take the initiative. ”

While reminding, the matchmaker waved her fingers lightly, and there were three oil-paper umbrellas transformed by demonic energy, which seemed to spin in the rain, and quickly headed towards Di Chen'er.

Fortunately, Di Chen'er summoned the breeze and bright moon in time, and the Tai Chi Bagua at the sword grid rotated, mobilizing the immortal qi in his body, which blocked the flying needle that broke through the barrier and came to his eyes.

There were continuous scarlet flying needles like rain, and Di Chen'er finally mobilized the immortal energy in his body, dancing and playing with swords in that 'rain'.

An hour passed without stopping, and the matchmaker still had no intention of stopping, but more and more oil-paper umbrellas flew in, making Di Chen'er already sweat profusely.

Another hour passed, and Di Chen'er finally exhausted the immortal qi in her body, and it was at this time that the matchmaker finally stopped making a move.

Di Chen'er fell on the grass tiredly, although his body was tired, but there was an indescribable sense of lightness, this lightness was very subtle, it did not belong to the physical senses, it belonged to something similar to the state of mind.

He asked the matchmaker:

"This is the best way to master that part of the immortal qi?"

The matchmaker replied noncommittally:

"Emptiness, then regeneration, emptiness, regeneration. Cycle in turn, and one day it will truly belong to you. Just as you are familiar with a sword, that sword is also familiar with you. ”

After the words fell, the matchmaker tilted the oil-paper umbrella slightly, and looked at the breeze and bright moon that Di Chen'er was holding in her hand.

This fairy sword was also at this moment, as if it was responding to the matchmaker, and it flickered slightly for a moment.

Di Chen'er, who was lying on the grass, found that his panic seemed to have disappeared.

Some things, once vented, will subtly disappear.

It's amazing.

"Hey, that's right, matchmaker. Di Chen'er seemed to think of something, "Is the person who wants to trap me Chao Lin's thief?"

The matchmaker coughed lightly and said decisively:

"You don't have to guess, you'll know when the time comes. ”

"Can't you pity me?" Di Chen'er looked at her like a coquettish.

"No, you can't. The matchmaker was very decisive, and then slowly walked towards Di Chen'er, "Some things are heavenly opportunities, if you go against the sky, no one can withstand too much heavenly pressure, and you will die violently." ”

"......" Di Chen'er was speechless, and could only simply say "oh~".

Just when he was enjoying this rare comfort, the matchmaker said solemnly:

"In the next month, you'd better come here every day, I'll accompany you to practice, and you can skillfully control the immortal qi in your body as soon as possible, and better reach the current peak level of strength. ”

"What about the curse of the Nangong family?" Di Chen'er thought for a moment and slowly sat up, "I saw Brother Nangong's face, and my heart was uncomfortable, I think he was much more uncomfortable than me, not to mention the suffering. So I want to break the curse as soon as possible. ”

The matchmaker did not refute and explained:

"Dripping and the Three Realms are two true, and while breaking the curse, you can also improve your cultivation. ”

"But that would be tiring, wouldn't it?" Di Chen'er was a little embarrassed:

"If it's too hard, I'm afraid my body will not be able to bear it. ”

After a slight pause, the matchmaker said solemnly:

"Do you think you don't need to become stronger after killing Jiang Ziya? That fighting spirit during penance is so worthless? If you don't do penance now, you will regret it in the future. ”

“...... It's the future again. Di Chen'er took a deep breath and reluctantly compromised:

"Okay, okay. In order not to regret it in the future, I promise the matchmaker!"

After a slight pause, Di Chen'er smiled slyly:

"Can the matchmaker also promise me one thing?"

"What's the matter?" said the matchmaker without hesitation.

Di Chen'er rubbed her fists and grinned:

"You say that I lack fighting spirit, but it is actually because I lack purpose and motivation. So...... After I insist on it for a month, you want me to see you!"

Hearing this, the matchmaker hesitated for a moment and muttered:

"It's ugly. ”

"I don't mind~" Di Chen'er smiled heartily and came to the spirit, "The matchmaker must be the most beautiful~"

There seemed to be a light laugh from the matchmaker under the oil-paper umbrella, and Di Chen'er was very happy.

However, the matchmaker pretended to be cold and said arrogantly:

"Hold on to it for now, maybe you're still in the mood at that time. ”

Di Chen'er snickered and jumped together happily, "Yes!"

After that, Di Chen'er and the matchmaker briefly chatted about swordsmanship, and in this regard, the matchmaker didn't seem to understand this, and most of the time she was listening to Di Chen'er showing off her [Xuantian Fury] over there.

After another hour, Di Chen'er's stomach 'growled' violently, and the matchmaker turned into a streamer and flew back to the fire fox jade pendant, and Di Chen'er quickly left the dripping mirror.

After returning to the room, Di Chen'er was inexplicably happy like a flower, everything was upset and irritable, and everything was inexplicably flustered.

He opened the door and hurried to the 'depths of Merlin' next to him.

Everyone was sitting quietly, and there were still some pastries on the table, and Di Chen'er was very unceremonious, so she stuffed them all into her mouth.

It was rare to see him so happy, and Nangong Han was also slightly relieved in his heart.

Then, Nangong Han pointed to a small square box covered with a linen cloth that was placed next to the bed and said:

"Shopkeeper Chao sent a guy to deliver this last night, saying that you will be able to use it. ”

"What is it?" Di Chen'er took a sip of the tea that Yu Dai'er had made for him.

"I don't know. Nangong Han said as he placed the small square box on the table, "The guy said that you would need this, and he also deliberately told me, saying: If you have anything to do, it is best to go late at night." ”

Di Chen'er let out an "oh" and took down the sackcloth very curiously.

It's a small square box, not too big, not too small, and can fit five or six plates of pastries.

Di Chen'er's hand was just about to open the box, when suddenly the box trembled for a moment, like a living thing, or rather, the contents seemed to be moving.

This tremor made Di Chen'er cautious, frowned slightly, and after signaling everyone to disperse, he summoned the breeze and the bright moon, and the cold blade slashed towards the head of the box.

The moment the box was opened, suddenly a snake with purple-black scales all over its body shot out instantly, although it did not have two sharp fangs, but the snake's mouth was wide open, enough to swallow Di Chen'er's fist.

The sudden appearance of the snake frightened Jin Dou and Yu Dai'er and shouted inadvertently.

Di Chen'er was also frightened into a cold sweat, and the hand holding the sword trembled unconsciously.

The snake wasn't long, it was as long as its arms outstretched and its two knuckles thick.

was biting Di Chen'er's face with his mouth open.

Fortunately, Nangong Han's eyes were quick, and he quickly stretched out his hand, and directly pinched the snake's seven inches.

Looking at this snake, Di Chen'er pulled the corners of his mouth, he was really startled just now, and he was in a cold sweat.

"Why is it a snake?" Nangong Han looked at the snake that was beginning to wrap around his arm, his eyes were filled with doubt, "Chao Lin is calculating us again?"

Di Chen'er took three deep breaths and asked:

"This should be a scaly snake, right?"

As he spoke, he picked up his sword and tapped lightly on the snake's head, which was still spitting snake letters, and his eyes were extremely cold, "Are you a scaly snake?"

The snake was neither a spirit nor a demon, so naturally it did not respond to him.

The room full of people didn't know about the snake, so no one told Di Chen'er.

"It's not a scaly snake. ”

Just when he was in trouble, the sound of Chao Lin's idleness came from outside the house.

The next moment, Chao Lin and Yinghong, who was smiling all over her face, had already pushed the door in.

"It's not a scale snake, what are you doing for me?" Di Chen'er didn't have a good breath.

Chao Lin pursed his lips, rolled his eyes at him and said:

"Your temper stinks so early in the morning?"

Di Chen'er snorted lightly and said coldly:

"You're the first one to say I have a bad temper. Naturally, this temper was also forced out by you!"

Chao Lin smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand and said:

"Tsk, if you don't want it, then give me back. ”