However, the more he tried to behave better, the more he did what he wanted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info couldn't control the strength because the range of action was too large, and as a result, it turned into a dog eating, staggering forward, and almost pounced on Zhao Xueqin.

Zhao Xueqin shook her head, frowned slightly, and stretched out her hand to pull Yang Feng up.

Zhao Xueqin sighed slightly in her heart: "I can't imagine that Senior Brother Yang is still so clumsy, because he is still a closed disciple of the ancestor, how can he be favored by the ancestor in terms of his virtue? Presumably this stupid boy may still have something extraordinary, but that's not something I have to think about." I'd better take him to Kenzuka first. ”

"Senior Brother Yang, stand up, I'm going to take the sword. Zhao Xueqin snorted lightly and began to recite the sword technique, intending to fly the sword into the air.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yang Feng swaying left and right behind her, knowing that he was still not used to riding a flying sword, and still didn't know how to master the balance - it was no wonder that Edgeworth didn't just keep his body balanced, but also talked about the unity of the individual sword, that is, the man and the sword seemed to merge into a whole. The fusion here does not mean that people become swords, or that swords become people, but that people communicate with the sword through their minds, so that the true qi in the body of the person is connected with the sword spirit qi in the sword body, so that the sword becomes a part of his body, just like his own hands and feet, and is controlled by the heart, so as to achieve a state of unity between heaven and man. In this state, man is not standing on the sword, but "sticking" to the sword, so that it is actually the man himself who is flying, not the sword flying, and the sword is just a carrying object. Therefore, the people of Edgeworth must not worry about falling off the sword, as long as they still have enough True Qi to maintain flight.

And for the person who rides the flying sword, he and the sword cannot achieve a state of unity between heaven and man, so he is only passively riding the flying sword, so he must control the balance of his body - in fact, the flying sword is very stable, no matter how he shakes it, it will not affect the flight of the flying sword. The only thing he had to overcome was fear.

Zhao Xueqin heard from Master that people have the so-called fear of heights, and people with this symptom will involuntarily feel panicked and frightened when they suddenly come to a high place, and in severe cases, they will even have symptoms of dizziness. If the person riding the flying sword has a fear of heights, it is inevitable that an accident will occur due to panic.

Although Yang Feng had already ridden the flying sword, Zhao Xueqin could see from his swaying left and right that he was actually still timid. Helpless, she had to whisper to him: "Senior Brother Yang, hold my waist, take it easy, look ahead, don't look down." ”

Yang Feng agreed, wrapped his hand around from behind, and gently clasped it on Zhao Xueqin's waist. And the ruthless flying sword was also under Zhao Xueqin's manipulation at this moment, and flew straight to the sky with a "whoosh". It may be that the speed of the flying sword is too fast, Yang Feng was not mentally prepared, his body shook a little, his hands moved up, and suddenly touched Zhao Xueqin's sensitive parts, Zhao Xueqin was taken aback, and a tingling feeling suddenly spread all over her body, as if someone was holding a goose feather and teasing her heart, there was a strange taste that made her skin tremble a little. Zhao Xueqin couldn't help but exclaim: "Oops......"

"Senior Sister Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Yang Feng asked stupidly. Obviously, this boy didn't know where he had run into someone.

"Take your hands away, don't ...... Touching ......" Zhao Xueqin's ears were beating very hard, and she scolded in a low voice.

"Huh?" Yang Feng hurriedly let go of his hand, and at this time, the flying sword had already flown into the air, and when he let go, the whole person suddenly lost his center of gravity a little, and he was about to fall out of the flying sword - after the flying sword was raised by Zhao Xueqin, although it became two or three times larger, it was actually only more than a foot wide, and it would slide out of the blade if he was not careful.

Zhao Xueqin hurriedly reached out and grabbed Yang Feng's arm, pulling him back to the sword and standing still. However, when she pulled him just now, she turned her body and became a face-to-face posture with him, and after pulling him up, he also subconsciously hugged her waist tightly, so that she could no longer turn around and face ahead, so she could only stand face to face with him, her chest was next to his chest, and the space on the sword was narrow, and the two could not stand too far apart, so there was almost no gap between the two of them.

Because Zhao Xueqin and the flying sword are in a state of unity between heaven and man, she can fly forward with the flying sword without looking back, but the current standing posture makes her embarrassed, neither left nor right, and her whole body is hot like fire.

But Yang Feng still asked stupidly: "Senior sister, why is your body so hot, is it a fever?"

Zhao Xueqin blushed and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, how can I have a fever......"

And at this time, his thick chest hit her chest again, and it hit my sensitive parts, and her body trembled again, and the feeling of being teased by goose feathers was even stronger, and she couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart, and there seemed to be an evil thought that had been suppressed for a long time in her heart to come out, and the true qi in the meridians of her whole body seemed to be burning, burning her whole body even hotter, which made her feel breathless......

Zhao Xueqin desperately pressed back this shameful evil thought, and at the same time wanted to break free from Yang Feng's embrace, but I struggled twice, and I couldn't get out, so I had to give up, just moved my body back, and tried to distance herself from him a little bit, so that her sensitive parts were not pressed by his chest.

Zhao Xueqin raised her head and looked up at Yang Feng, who was looking at her innocently with a pair of clear eyes, only to see that this silly little junior brother was obviously a head taller than her, and on top of his broad body was a handsome and elegant face, exuding a brilliance that fascinated the girl. A year ago, when she escorted him back to the Discipline Hall, he was as tall as her, and he was still a vulgar boy, and he didn't expect him to change so much a year later!

While Zhao Xueqin looked at Yang Feng, Yang Feng also moved his gaze down and looked at her, the eyes of the two collided like two rays of light, Zhao Xueqin was shy for a while, and saw that Yang Feng's face also flashed a shy look unique to a young man, and both of them hurriedly turned their heads away, not daring to look at each other again......

After a while, Yang Feng asked stupidly, "Master...... Senior sister, where is the sword mound?"

"It's in the Tibetan Sword Peak fifteen miles to the north. Zhao Xueqin replied.

"And what is the Kenzuka?" Yang Feng then asked.

"The sword mound, as the name suggests, is the tomb of the sword, that is, the tomb of the sword, or the place where the abandoned sword and the broken sword are abandoned - the cultivators all want a fairy sword divine weapon, so they always find some heavenly treasures, refine and refine the sword they wear, in order to enhance the quality of the sword, or want to upgrade the mortal product to a fairy sword. But it is not possible to obtain fairy swords or high-quality mortal products after refining and refining, and swords that fail to refine and refine are often discarded here, and over time, this place becomes a sword mound. ”