"Shun the sky, laugh against the sky, who points to the waves, the sun and the moon enter my chest. Look at me as a leader.

Qingfeng is out of the sheath, who walks in the sky, a sword is proud through the ages, and the wind is sweeping the yellow sand.

Bloody rain and bloody wind, a sword to win the Central Plains, the heroes of the eternal hegemony, who dances in the clouds, twists and turns around my intestines.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, a sword rushed into the sky, and the purple flame danced wildly in the heavens.

Ask why the sky is so ruthless.

The flowers sighed, and only one person was left to drink alone under the moon.

Speechlessness is like flowing water, flowing endlessly, and there are many sorrows. Shangguan Feixue recited the poem, smiled, and said to Yang Caier: "This is Liu Qiming's 'free sigh' in the Song Dynasty, which is included in his "Liu Qiming's Poetry Collection". I love it. ”

When Yang Caier was chanting poems in Shangguan Feixue, she couldn't help but echo herself, as if she was in another world, where there were only long skies, mountains, flowing water, and heroes standing in the wind with a long sword in hand.

"Miss Cai'er, Miss Cai'er. Shangguan Feixue Yang Cai'er stood in place with a blush on her face and shouted a few times.

"Ahh

"Are you okay?" Shangguan Feixue thought that Yang Cai'er was unwell, and asked with concern.

"No, it's fine. Yang Caier hurriedly turned her head to the side and stretched out her arms to hide her embarrassment.

"You're not bad, it doesn't bother you. Yang Cai'er smiled and said to Shangguan Feixue.

"I saw this poem on a broken painting, and I thought it was interesting, so I came to ask you. I didn't expect you to really do. Yang Caier said to Shangguan Feixue.

"Broken picture scroll?" Shangguan Feixue repeated puzzled.

"But it's not, in the past, our Nanshan Gang used to treat it as a treasure, until a few days ago, my father suddenly said that it was useless anymore and wanted to be thrown away, and I saw it. I thought it was a good word, so I kept it for now. Yang Caier said to Shangguan Feixue.

Hearing Yang Cai'er say this, Shangguan Feixue's heart was shocked, and the first thing that came to mind was the half-scroll of sword spectrum.

"Can I take a look at your half scroll?" Shangguan Feixue asked Yang Cai'er.

"Of course it's no problem, you're my companion reading boy!" Yang Caier readily agreed.

Yang Cai'er took Shangguan Feixue to the study and took out half a scroll from a corner of the bookshelf.

"Here you go, see. Yang Cai'er handed over the scroll and handed it to Shangguan Feixue.

Shangguan Feixue took the scroll and looked at it, and couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

The material of the picture scroll is exactly the same as that of the old monster's original Baomao.

Slowly unfolding the picture scroll, Shangguan Feixue saw the footwork of the lower body of countless villains, and there was a poem under the footwork, which was "Sigh Freely".

Without the first half of the old monster's scroll, this second half of the scroll, outsiders don't know what the intention is, and no one will be able to practice any swordsmanship at all, so Yang Hate Genius will resolutely decide to discard this half of the sword scroll when he learns that the first half of the scroll is damaged.

Fortunately, Yang Cai'er left this half of the sword book because she liked the poem below, and Shangguan Feixue had the opportunity to see this half of the sword book.

"This swordsmanship should be called 'Easy Sword'. Shangguan Feixue thought in his heart, so he looked at the footwork in this half volume with his heart.

With his amazing memory, Shangguan Feixue quickly memorized all the footsteps, and the next thing he had to do was to combine the two volumes of sword scores into one according to his memory.

"Actually, it's a pity," Yang Cai'er looked at Shangguan Feixue's concentrated appearance, and muttered on the side: "It would be nice if this picture scroll was complete, I think it must be very beautiful." ”

Yang Cai'er is also a bit like his grandfather, preferring the paintings in this sword book.

"Yes," Shangguan Feixue heard Yang Cai'er say this after reading the footwork in the sword book, and thought back to the martial arts master she dreamed of in her dream.

"If this is a full spectrum, the person in the painting must be immortal and magnificent. Shangguan Feixue said lightly.

Yang Cai'er looked at Shangguan Feixue's appearance from the side, and couldn't help but think: "It's a pity, why is this Shangguan Feixue's face like this? God is really unfair to him!"

Shangguan Feixue put away the half-scroll of the sword book and handed it back to Yang Cai'er.

"Miss Cai'er, isn't it time for us to read next?" Shangguan Feixue asked Yang Cai'er with a smile.

"I don't want to read. Yang Caier pursed her lips and said a little coquettishly.

Reading is not an easy thing for Yang Caier, compared to this, she would rather go out to ride horses and paint.

Yang Cai'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she had an idea, and said to Shangguan Feixue: "Why don't you read it to me?"

"I read?" Shangguan Feixue smiled helplessly and nodded, "What book do you want to hear?"

"Let's pass it on. Yang Cai'er said and handed a copy of "The Biography of the Daughters" to Shangguan Feixue.

"So be it. Shangguan Feixue thought for a moment, and said to Yang Cai'er with a smile: "I'll give you an endorsement." As for you, listen and watch to see if I have a mistake. ”

"Won't you, can you memorize it?" Yang Cai'er's eyes widened, and with an incredible look, she said to Shangguan Feixue.

"Give it a try. After all this time, I may have forgotten something. ”

Shangguan Feixue smiled faintly and picked up the book.

Because Yang Caier did not discriminate against Shangguan Feixue like others, she was a scholar, which made Shangguan Feixue feel that it was a very pleasant thing.

The happier the time, the faster it feels.

In the blink of an eye, the time of the day has flown by.

After dinner, Shangguan Feixue returned to his room and recalled the contents of the two sword books,

Early the next morning, Shangguan Feixue had just finished washing up when he heard Yang Caier shouting outside.

"Shangguan Feixue, you come out quickly. I have good things for you. ”

Shangguan Feixue hurriedly walked out of the room.

"You close your eyes, and I'll give you a gift. After Yang Cai'er saw Shangguan Feixue come out, she happily stepped forward with her hands behind her back and said to Shangguan Feixue.

Shangguan Feixue has grown so big, except that his father made him a small wooden sword, no one has given him any gifts.

"What gift?" Shangguan Feixue asked curiously.

"They all told you to close your eyes. Yang Cai'er said to Shangguan Feixue, "You close your eyes, and I'll give you a gift again." ”

"Okay. Shangguan Feixue smiled and closed her eyes.

"Hold your hand out. ”

Shangguan Feixue stretched out her hand as she said, and her heart was also full of curiosity.

"What would she do to me? wouldn't she be trying to trick me?" Shangguan Feixue kept guessing in her heart, "No. I don't think Yang Caier will lie to me. ”

"It's time to open your eyes. ”

With Yang Cai'er's loud voice, Shangguan Feixue felt that there was a cool thing in his hand.