Jun Li brought together all the gains he had gained yesterday, and then he was also a little excited, and said: "But these, why hasn't Ling Daxia told me, don't you want me to learn such a thing as 'intimidating the field', so that I won't enter the country, so I don't need to tell me where Mas is? If so, I appreciate your kindness, but this is not what I want!"

"That's not what I want!" Ling said sharply. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "If I don't want you to enter the country, why should I spend this time every day!"

Jun Li seemed to realize that he had lost his words and couldn't help but keep silent.

"What do you think she is talking about as 'deterrent'. Ling Li sneered. "Once you enter the war, there is always only one thing that can deter the field, and that is murderous aura. Some people are born with murderous energy, some people accumulate murderous energy by killing people, and some people bring murderous energy after their internal strength is strong -- but you don't have any of these. I originally hoped that by practicing martial arts with you, your kung fu would gradually stabilize and gradually form the most stable 'murderous aura', and then you wouldn't need to say it to me, you could realize it yourself. But now—"

"Isn't it nice now, I should be a big step up from before, you can feel it, don't you?"

"But I don't want you to rush it. Ling Li said. "I don't want you to take such a shortcut in order to achieve something in a short period of time, if you force yourself, what you force out is just anger. If she tells me before she comes, I'll stop her!"

Jun Li was silent, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "But I'm grateful to her." I still hope to be faster! Because I must take revenge, whether it is murderous or angry, anything that can help me get revenge! Anyway, it's useless for you to stop me now, after I take revenge, if you don't like me, you will waste my martial arts!"

Ling Li looked at him, and after a moment, Fang put his hand on his shoulder. "Forget it, Jun Li. I was a little paranoid. Actually, when I practiced martial arts, I don't know how much heavier than you, but maybe because of this, I hope you will be different. However, thinking that this world is a muddy world after all, perhaps, my wife is right, rather than following the right path and sending it to death, it is better to muddy yourself and have more chances of survival. ”

"Ling Daxia...... I know you're all doing it for my good. Jun Li bowed his head and said. I've already learned anyway, and there's no way you're going to force me to forget. It's just that you don't have to blame Mrs. Ling when you go back, she-she's teaching me this to help me, I don't want to see you quarrel or anything......"

"I didn't tell you that you don't need to worry about this kind of thing. Ling Li said. "You're here to care about my housework again?"

"You just treat me as a natural good thing, and I can't live if I don't care about idle things. ”

"Oh, yes, I forgot that you are a fortune teller who watches a lot of people. "It's not without ridicule.

"I ...... It's just that I always feel that Mrs. Ling seems to be a little worried. Jun Li said in a low voice. "I don't know if it's because you had an argument the day before yesterday, but it's because of you after all!"

"Yes. Ling Li was noncommittal, and only walked forward, "Okay, let's practice the sword." ”

Jun Li had no choice but to respond.

Now that you understand the things in the field, it will be much easier to follow up, and after practicing with Ling Li for a few days, the entry can be said to be fast. There really didn't seem to be any discord between Ling Li and his wife, and Mrs. Ling occasionally brought Wuwu over to give guidance together, and when she was resting, she talked about the martial arts and blades of various factions in the world with Jun Li and Wuwu. It turned out that Mrs. Ling was good at some strange weapons and secret weapons, although she was not as good as Ling in martial arts, but she knew a lot of things, and it sounded very interesting and beneficial.

It's just that October is late in the blink of an eye, and there are finally less than ten days left before Ling Li wants to leave Jiangnan.

There is a special kind of coldness in the early winter of Lin'an. Jun Li carried his backpack all the way west along the alley, but his heart was very sober.

Just the day before yesterday, in the offensive and defensive battle with Ling Li, he finally forced Ling Li to block a sword for the first time. It's a pity that he still didn't survive a hundred moves under the fierce sword rain after all.

- "To be able to fight back, at least to prove that I can't fully see through your every action." He remembered Ling Li said. "Since I can't see through it, others must not be so easy to see through, no matter what kind of opponent you face in the future, think about my words, and you will have some confidence in your heart. ”

"But you can't dodge these hundred tricks that I don't use with all my might, and you still can't deal with Maas. Ling Li then poured cold water on it.

It was for this sentence that Jun Li pestered Mrs. Ling and Wuwu to practice with him for nearly a whole day yesterday - the most unpredictable thing in the world should be the secret weapon. He had long been familiar with the hidden weapon reed these days, and knew that although it looked scary, there were many traces of the reed and the like, so it was not difficult to avoid it—and if he could avoid the hidden weapon in Mrs. Ling's hand, Jun Li felt that he would not have to be afraid of the sharp sword.

It's a pity that Mrs. Ling still added restraint in her methods. According to her, the pieces she carried on her body were quenched poison, and I was afraid that one would hurt people if she was not careful. Therefore, although the hidden weapon dodged well, in the confrontation with the fierce enemy yesterday evening, he still fell short in the last ten moves, and was hit twice by his red silk, and he was defeated again.

I had to come back today.

It seems to be a bit windy today. Standing in the wind, Jun Li remembered the first time he fought with Mrs. Ling that day, and she took advantage of the light direction of the wind to win over herself. In fact, at that time, the hidden weapon that she shot with a machine spring could not be regarded as dodged by her, but she borrowed it by some means, and it was useless.

I don't know if I will have the opportunity to use the power of the wind for my own use. When Jun Li was thinking about it, he saw that Mrs. Ling and Wuwu had also arrived, but they didn't see Ling Li.

"He'll come later. Mrs. Ling explained.

Jun Li was a little disappointed - because he wanted to try to use the wind to fight Ling Li once in the morning. What if it's later and there is no wind?

But after practicing with Wuwu for a while, the wind became stronger and stronger. At noon, I saw Ling Li coming from afar, as if he had been pushed by a strong wind.

I saw that his moon-white clothes and long black hair were all floating forward, and even the red silk on his arms was floating in the wind. Jun Li subconsciously looked at Mrs. Ling on the other side. She was also looking at the sharp air, and the wind blew her long hair up, revealing a fair forehead and picturesque eyebrows. She may have always been indifferent, and never seemed to be moody, but at this time her eyes were distinctly gentle, as gentle as the bitterness of the whole winter.

In Jun Li's impression, when the two came together, they hardly talked much. However, after Ling Li greeted Jun Li today, he went to say something to Mrs. Ling first. It was rare for Jun Li to see them like this, and he remembered how dusty he was when he first saw Ling Li in Hongfu Building—and now the two of them stood together, and all the winter leaves and branches around them seemed to have turned into a hazy background. He couldn't imagine what kind of beautiful couple they should have been when they were younger.

The two whispered for a long time before they finished speaking, but Mrs. Ling turned around first and said with a smile: "Jun Li has been waiting for you for a long time, it seems that he has a way to deal with you." ”

"Really?" said Ling smiled. "If there is, it's a good thing. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the sky, as if aware of the gale.

"Mother, you say, I am getting farther and farther apart from Daoist Jun Li?" Wuwu sat on the side and watched Jun Li and Ling Li fight swords again, and unconsciously asked her.

"What do you think?"

"I just feel like he's really started to let me. Five-five pouted. "It's like Daddy told him before. ”

"It's good that you know!" Mrs. Ling looked at him, also helpless. "Who told you not to be angry?"

Wuwu grinned, as if he didn't care at all, looked at it for a while, and then asked, "If Daoist Jun Li can do what his father said, the person he wants to seek revenge can also be beaten, right?"

"That person...... muttered Madame Ling. "Maybe it's still a little hard......"

"No, it won't!"

"Even if he did learn quickly, it would only be these two months. Madam Ling sighed. "They...... If you are lucky, you may be able to fight, but Jun Li is inexperienced after all, so it seems that the person who kills people is not counted, and he does not follow the rules. According to the current situation, after all, there is still more luck than luck. ”

"Then you don't care about him, and you want to let him go?" said Wuwu urgently.

Madam Ling put her index finger to her lips and gently erected it, raising her eyes to see that it should be impossible for Jun Li in the formation to hear, so she lowered her voice even more and said, "Don't be in a hurry first. It's inconvenient for us to come forward, so we will naturally find someone else to come forward. Your father has already arranged this, so you don't need to worry. ”

Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." Then I went to see the formation - the initial sixty or seventy moves, Jun Li avoided it was not difficult, only after eighty moves, did he see some nervousness. But today it is indeed windy, as soon as the clothes of the two of them fly, they can hardly see clearly, and the sharp blade is silk satin, but it is rigid and soft, and there are more unpredictable changes in this wind.

saw Jun Li dodge the red silk that rolled towards his neck, and took two steps to the side. Wuwu outside the field could also see it, and said: "Daoist Jun Li wants to use the five elements step again, doesn't he know that he can't trap his father." ”

Ling Li really forced Jun Li to turn to the other side within a few moves. But as soon as the direction turned, a cold wind suddenly rushed towards him, it turned out to be a gap in the forest, and the cold wind was still strong, but it blew the silk satin in Ling Li's hand to stagnate. He urged the internal force, and the silk satin was still straight, but Jun Li actually had the upper hand, and he avoided several moves in a few moves, and refused to give up this position.

Mrs. Ling frowned slightly, and said, "I think he calculated it - this kid actually calculated a few moves earlier?"

"How many moves?" said Wuwu excitedly. "How do I count it?"

Mrs. Ling snorted and said, "Ninety-four." ”

It's just that the sharp satin sword has become extremely fast, and Wuwu's eyesight can no longer see clearly, only seeing Jun Li suddenly raise his palm, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Didn't Daoist Jun Li say that he couldn't fight back?"

"He-" Mrs. Ling said a word. She wasn't quite sure what Jun Li was doing with his palm. But I saw that he suddenly slammed his palm into the air with the wind, and the palm wind carried the cold wind and rolled up all around him, after all, the silk satin was too light, and it was floated away by the centrifugal force in this way, and was avoided by Jun Li's side.

Ling Li glanced at him. Although Jun Li did this beyond the original intention of this test, but what he said that day was indeed "Don't let me get it once within a hundred moves", although he made a palm, but it was true, he didn't touch the silk satin, let alone Lingli.

The corners of Mrs. Ling's mouth flickered into a slight smile, and she said, "He learned this from me." ”

"What?" said Wuwu with interest.

"The first time I fought him, do you remember? Mrs. Ling said. "I said that I wanted to avoid his hidden weapon, but in fact, I didn't avoid it at all, but I just used the palm wind to use the wind direction of that day to eliminate the power of the hidden weapon, so that the hidden weapon could not reach me. He also wants to give it a try today, because if he wants to avoid your father's last few swords by dodging, I'm afraid it's really impossible, he can only trick your father into using a real sword, plus today's wind ......"

"But although my father is not a real sword, it can still be like a real sword, he can still carry it in his hand, and it is different from the hidden weapon that has left the barrel, how can it be blown away by the wind!"

"The problem is that he can't use his full strength. Mrs. Ling said. "If you really stab Jun Li, this power is going to be dissipated, and you can't hurt him - so at the moment when you are about to stab him, it can only be soft silk. ”

"Hey, isn't that Jun Li Daoist tantamount to taking advantage of the loophole. "Five-five. "Dad showed mercy to his men, but he took advantage of him. ”

"It can't be helped. Madam Ling sighed. "Originally, these 100 moves were merciful to his subordinates, otherwise if you think about it, how could he force your father to fight back in more than 60 moves, but your father couldn't touch him in a hundred moves? What is really difficult is that these last ten moves are just more than ten moves. ”

As he spoke, he had counted to ninety-eight, and he suddenly heard Jun Li shout "ah" in a dizzying voice, and turned around in an instant. It turned out that with the power of his palm and the strong wind, he finally couldn't block the sharp back move, so he had to give up the excellent position and turn around to avoid that style first. Ninety-nine-fifty-five are also counted. It's a pity that if you have the upper hand, the battle situation has been lost, and without the right time and place, it will be difficult to dodge the next move.

Jun Li's face turned extremely pale for a while-this time, if he failed this time, would he still have such a good chance, would he encounter such a gale? Even if he did--Ling Li would allow himself to do the same trick again?

There was no time--the red silk had already struck him like a dragon, and he retreated again and again, knowing that he could not retreat the length of the red silk--the distance of a millimeter, if he could be half a minute slower, if he could be half a minute faster, he might have avoided it. But - what can be done now?

He felt a great despair come over him again, just as he had been alone in the same woods that night, and he was so sad that he was so sad that he could feel it. At this moment, there was no way to express it, to vent it, only to be the same as that night - he subconsciously opened his arms, as if he wanted to burst out the same despair again, and let out a long howl on his back.