Returning the salute, sword dance, want me to dance the sword, a thought comes to mind - return the puppet!

It is also a puppet who has lost consciousness, if he knows that he is disliked by such four people with the highest strength and only seven generations of generals, it is estimated that he will have a landslide and earth splitting technique.

"By the way, this one needs blood to drip on it. With these words, a drop of blood fell on Lin Mochen's hand.

The drop of blood disappeared from the puppet's mouth at once, and the closed eyes suddenly opened, flashing a trace of blood red.

Can this be returned? Lin Mochen didn't care about the pain in his hands, but felt that he had made a deal that he didn't look back on—someone else gave the goods, but he hadn't paid the money yet.

The point is, I don't want to pay for it!

Lin Mochen looked at the puppet in disappointment, and a pair of murderous eyes were looking back at him. A stirring spirit in my heart threw it out.

"What's wrong?" asked Lord Mingling.

Lin Mochen raised his hand and pointed at the puppet that fell to the ground, "It's alive!" He could clearly feel his fear, and a murderous aura seemed to be shot into his mind.

"It's okay, that puppet recognizes you as the master, so he naturally opens his eyes to protect you. The blood in the hands of the county lord of Mingling appeared, and he helped Lin Mochen to bring back the puppet that fell to the ground.

Dong Shi on the side was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It turns out that you are still a coward." ”

"Is that so?" Lin Mochen ignored Dong Shi's ridicule, but hesitated to take it back, ready to withdraw it at any time, "There is a strong murderous aura in its eyes. ”

Lord Mingling grabbed Lin Mochen's hand and stuffed the puppet into his hand, "It's okay, the puppet was a master before he was born, and he naturally developed a strong murderous aura." ”

"Before death?" Lin Mochen felt that his palms were very cold, and his teeth chattered a little: "Then will he still be resurrected?"

"No! The puppet will be washed of its memories, leaving behind its fighting instincts, instilling the Protector's commands. Help the owner to defend against mortal danger when he is in distress. "Dongping's voice is a bit mechanical.

Lord Mingling nodded, "Dong Shi is right, it will only protect you, and it will not wake up." ”

"Should I give it back to Miss? Lin Mochen didn't know what the hell he had in his heart.

"Take it, he's only useful on you. Lord Mingling let go of his hands, "I'll go down and take a shower first, and I'll come back later to see your sword dance." Dongshi, Dongping, let's go. ”

Lin Mochen watched the figure of the third girl disappear at the door, looked back at the heavy sword of the sassy bag, and gritted his teeth.

Isn't it just a sword dance!

With a spin, he manipulated the silver heavy sword in his hand, and pulled a sword flower left and right. In addition to the slow movement and incoherent sword light, this sword flower is quite standard.

Sure enough, it's not that simple.

Picked up the puppet in his hand, and looked at each other with his four eyes, "Look at what you wanted, look at the trouble you caused me!"

As soon as Lin Mochen said this, the murderous aura in the puppet's eyes seemed to be a little thicker, causing him to lose his mind a little.

"Oh, it's fierce, out of sight is pure. As he spoke, he tugged it to his waist, not bothering to pay attention to it, but focused his gaze on the heavy sword in his hand.

The key point of the sword dance is that the posture should be beautiful and the movements should be coherent, and secondly, one move and one style should be powerful, and the sword should be sticky between the sword and the sword. Lin Mochen looked at his figure, the first half of the first point is already difficult to achieve, and it is good to have seven achievements in the coherent movements;

To sum up, the chance of success of this sword dance is only more than one percent. Forget it, why do you want to do so much, let's practice swords!

I practiced the moves I remembered.

Be calm, hold your sword, and gather momentum. Lin Mochen didn't know what momentum to store, but he knew the movements of the end sword. It's just that he just got into a pose, but he felt awkward, and it didn't seem to be up to the standard level. There is no endless correction, he can only adjust slowly.

Direction, height, angle, force...... I adjusted the direction and lost the height, and I had the strength, but I lost the angle......

Why is it so difficult? Lin Mochen frowned, according to the posture in his memory.

Before he could get his first pose, there was a sore pain in his arm. Obviously, he didn't manage to get the first pose right from start to finish.

The main point of "Nine Heavens and Eighteen Strikes" is to borrow the momentum of heaven and earth, accumulate it as its own sword momentum, and use it as a killing move.

But I can't make the first move, so how can I carry out the next sword moves. Lin Mochen had the urge to find Zombie Wuyi.

Far water can't quench your thirst!

I don't care about the sword moves or anything, just make the moves. Thinking of this, he moved his arm, casually made an approximate starting move, and then swung the second and third moves......

There was a flash of sword light in the room, but it did not have the power of a sword. Not to mention the murderous aura, even the heaviness of the sword itself is gone. There's only one clown playing tricks around the house.

After practicing again, Lin Mochen felt that the pain in his arm seemed to be heavier, he understood that this was caused by his own wrong practice, and he had to urge his blood and qi to nourish his arm. It is also his recovery ability that is far superior to others, otherwise it is estimated that he will not be able to lift the sword after this trip.

Once, twice...... The footprints on the ground were chaotic and undisciplined. Although there was no pattern in the previous cultivation of "Force Decision", the layering between the footprints was still extremely clear.

"It's so wrong, after so many times, there is not the slightest familiarity at all, but it has become a little blurry. Lin Mochen put his sword on the ground and let the sweat from his temples drip down.

"Forget it, don't practice. Practicing martial arts is the easiest way to hurt yourself, and your arm is a warning. If it weren't for the physique of the zombie race, coupled with the amazing resilience, I'm afraid I would have been crippled. From this point of view, this set of swordsmanship is extremely remarkable!"

Thinking of this, Lin Mochen was mixed.

Since you can't cultivate, then adjust your state.

Sit down cross-legged and place your sword across your lap.

"I don't know if this method is really useful. ”

In another room of the Shensi Building, the mist rose, which added a bit of fairy aura to the three girls.

"Miss, it's great that you have cultivated a great progress this time!" Dong Shi's voice leaped with joy.

Lord Mingling pulled the clear bath water and splashed a beautiful splash, "I see that you got the Blood Phoenix Stone this time, and you will soon break through to the sixth generation." ”

Dongping sprinkled a basket of flower petals into the bathtub in his hand, and the fragrance of flowers quickly filled the room.

"Thanks to Miss's reward, we have a chance to break through. We can continue to stand in front of Miss. ”

"I have many treasures on my body, how can I use your protection. When there is danger, you must protect yourselves first. I can solve the crisis myself. No more, there is no Xiaolinzi. Speaking of this, Lord Mingling couldn't help but chuckle again, as if he remembered some prank. As for the extra layer of redness on her exposed skin, it was probably steamed by hot water.

"Hehe......" Dong Shi Dongping also chuckled. Dong Shi said: "This Lin Chen is quite interesting, especially the cooking skills. Then came the raving of the food in the hunting forest.

"He's got it too, let him try it later." Lord Mingling's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, "But you have to watch him dance the sword first." ”