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In the past, when facing the enemy, we must concentrate our attention, concentrate on it, and deal with every move and style of the opponent with all our hearts. Other than that, there are no distractions. The sense of crisis triggered by the opponent will only make Zhang Yansheng subconsciously parry, and he can't tolerate the slightest slackness, otherwise, if he is in a trance, he will definitely die in the enemy.

However, before fighting with this person, when Zhang Yan was summoned by him, his spirit was in an unusually full state along the way. After a short period of precipitation, it erupted at this time, and even Zhang Yan himself was amazed at his overly alert mind at the moment.

For the first time, he was completely free of imminent coercion in the face of his opponent, and he was like an outsider at all, and this battle had nothing to do with him. Not only that, but he was also so magical that he completely grasped all the opponent's offensive and defensive moves. Even before the other party took any action, Zhang Yan had already predicted how he would deal with it. That clarity, like black and white, couldn't be more conspicuous.

Zhang Yan was enjoying the battle with joy.

He was like standing at the angle of the sleepy Xiao Er just now, and he saw two figures, one green and one black, without any obstruction, you advance and I retreat, and the attack and defense are well-founded.

Observing from such a perspective, I know more deeply how unfamiliar and flawed the swordsmanship of Tsing Yi is. If it weren't for the fact that the man in black seemed to have pitiful combat experience, if he was "himself" at this time, he would be able to take the life of another self with his bare hands in less than three moves.

Of course, it is a common problem for people to have a high hand and a low hand, and many things are easier said than done.

For example, when you see two people fighting together, it is impossible for the onlookers who like to be lively to understand what kind of pressure the person who is fighting needs to bear, and they always don't think it's a big deal and coax: "Pull his hair!"

"Spit on him!"

"The black tiger digs out the heart!"

"Monkeys steal peaches!"

This is how from the perspective of a spectator, it is always easy to find the shortcomings of the fighter. Such detachment is something that no one in the game can ever experience. If you are skeptical or impressed, it can only be said that you have not paid attention to it. But don't regret it, act now and play the lotus side of your tongue, and say something bad out of nothing to provoke the two to fight, and then you will find that what the author said couldn't be more true.

Back to the present, when Zhang Remnant was concentrating on two things, carefully speculating on the shortcomings of his swordsmanship. Suddenly realized that the reason why he couldn't help the person with empty hands at all, and was almost narrowly avoided by him every time, was actually because he had the same feelings as himself.

Strictly speaking, his spiritual and spiritual cultivation is naturally far superior to that of Zhang Xuan. Therefore, Zhang Yan's moves and the moves he will prepare also can't avoid his induction.

It's a battle where no one can hurt anyone.

Back at home, Zhang Zhimei slept beautifully, and then took the hard-earned ten taels of silver and happily went to Buzhuang.

Yu'er hasn't added new clothes for a long time, and it's human nature to love beauty. Even if you don't like to please yourself, you can always give yourself a good mood if you dress yourself up beautifully. And now Xiao Yu'er needs this too much.

However, when the enemy met, he was very red. As soon as he pushed open the door, Gao Lingxuan just walked out head-on.

Zhang Yan frowned and didn't say anything. Gao Lingxuan didn't plan to give way, so she looked at the flower cloth in Zhang Yan's hand for a long time, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang wants to try the fresh feeling?"

Zhang Yan didn't bother to take care of it, but said: "If the girl doesn't give way, Zhang will run into it as if there is nothing in front of her! ”

The best way to deal with a person is to be a scoundrel, and when it comes to a woman, this method is even more effective. Sure enough, Gao Lingxuan obediently gave way, and Zhang Yan staggered over, but heard Gao Lingxuan say: "Brother Zhang didn't lie to Xiao Yu'er, right?"

Zhang Yan stopped and said puzzledly: "What do you mean?"

Gao Lingxuan said with a smile: "It turns out that Miss Yu'er doesn't know that her family has undergone drastic changes, and now she is actually homeless and unrelated! Lingxuan couldn't bear her being so deceived for a while, so she righteously told her all the truth. ”

As soon as Zhang Yan's hand was released, the cloth fell to the ground and grabbed Gao Lingxuan's neckline.

Her body was so light, too thin. It is very likely that he was hollowed out because he needed to rack his heart and plot against others.

And looking at Zhang's cruel and ferocious eyes, she was not afraid at all, but reminded: "It's a little bit of a good thing, pull out your sword, wipe it at my neck, and everything will be over." ”

After she said this, Zhang Yan slowly calmed down, who knows if she gave Yu'er some poison again.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yan calmed down the burning anger and let go of his hand. Gao Lingxuan stretched out her finger and pointed to the collar: "It's messy." ”

Zhang Yan's eyes breathed fire, but he could only suppress it by clenching his teeth and pursing his lips, and trembling and trembling smoothed Gao Lingxuan's collar.

Gao Lingxuan nodded with satisfaction: "Go in! remember to be good next time." Don't worry, she'll be fine for a while. ”

Ignoring Zhang Yan, who gritted his teeth and gurgled his teeth, Gao Lingxuan was not a lady with a burst of laughter, and the spring breeze went away proudly.

Pushing open the door, Xiao Yu'er was leaning straight by the window, and when she heard someone coming in, she didn't move.

Zhang Yan thought for a while and shouted, "Yu'er." ”

Xiao Yu'er turned her head slowly, just like the tone of her slow speech.

A ray of golden sunlight sprinkled on her cheeks, refracting the string of tears into a particularly crystalline and shining one.

After only a moment of looking at each other, she turned her head again and did not say a word to Zhang Yan. Just staring out the window, it seems that there are the things she is most interested in, such as home, such as freedom.

Zhang Yan slowly retreated and closed the door for her.

He didn't want to be comforted, he touched the coldness of the long sword in his hand, and resolutely turned around.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Yan kept moving forward with his feelings.

After walking for less than a cup of tea, Zhang Zhan didn't look at the road, walked to the door of the guest room of an inn, pushed the door and entered.

Gao Lingxuan looked at Zhang Chuan in surprise, but Tang Huan, who was sitting next to him, stood up first, and didn't ask Zhang Zan, why he was so rude, and broke in directly without even knocking on the door.

Tang Fan gave a slight salute: "Zhang Gongzi is good." ”

Zhang Zhan walked in front of Gao Lingxuan, turned his head and said to Tang Huan: "Hello Miss Tang! I'm sorry to let you see such a scene!"

After speaking, a sword stabbed Gao Lingxuan's throat.