Kicked out by Qingling and Wuchen, I was helpless to spend the night in the freshly built grass house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I have to say that without the two of them in my arms, I slept very poorly......

When I got up early the next day, I saw that the two of them seemed to be still sleeping, and I did not disturb them, so I went to the old man's cellar.

By the light of the morning light, I finally figured out what was in this cellar.

The potholes on the walls on all sides are not ordinary things, but traces left by the old man's sword.

It should be deliberate, the sword marks in this are very sparse, and the vacant positions between each other seem to be trying to express something.

I couldn't figure it out for a moment, so I stood in this cellar and didn't leave, looking at these gaps carefully, trying to read the language that these gaps were trying to express.

At that moment, a rumbling thunder rang out, and when I looked up, I saw that the weather, which had been quite good, was suddenly covered with clouds.

"Ah, it's raining?"

Reluctantly jumping out of the cellar, I went back to my hut and waited for the rain to end, and then went to observe the cellar.

However, God doesn't seem to give much face, and while I was waiting for the rain to stop, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and I didn't mean to stop at all.

After looking around for a long time, I knew that the rain would never stop for a while, so I sat down in a corner of the grass house, ready to take a nap and make up for sleep.

The fatigue accumulated over a long period of time cannot be made up for in one or two sleeps, but after a long period of cultivation.

After about an hour of sleep, the rain finally stopped, and I went out at once to the edge of the cellar.

As soon as I arrived, I was dumbfounded, the cellar had been turned into a pool, and the water that flowed from all around me, along with the rain that fell from the sky, became a pool.

Standing here and waiting for a while, I decided to pump the rainwater out of here, otherwise there would be no way to observe.

As I was about to start, the originally muddy cellar slowly cleared up, and it seemed that the impurities in the water had sunk.

Through this layer of water curtain, the marks on the wall seem to begin to float, gently shaking with the ripples of the water.

Intrigued by this kind of thing, I didn't immediately start to drain the water, but continued to observe the changes in the water.

After a while, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the projected sunlight fell on the water, and suddenly released an unusual brilliance.

It also shines through the water and into the cellar, making the traces on the cellar walls visible.

It may be that the heavy rain washed away a lot of silt, and the marks on the walls became clearer, but when it was printed in water, there seemed to be some changes.

Thinking of the small puddle I had encountered earlier, I raised my hand and hit a burst of qi into the water, which instantly caused a lot of fluctuations.

The water rippled, and the traces projected in it swayed regularly, like a sword constantly stabbing at it.

At this moment, the doubts in my heart dispersed like a dark cloud, and I understood all this.

When the old man left his sword marks here, there must have been wine in the cellar, and with these wines, he managed to leave some information on the wall.

And when I opened the cellar, there was nothing but marks on the walls, and how could I possibly see anything just by looking at them.

It should be that God has eyes, or rather the old man helped me in the dark, and a heavy rain came down so that I could know the secrets of the cellar.

I prefer the latter, because it doesn't mean that the old man has never left, and has been watching me all the time.

Although I know that this is nothing more than self-deception......

However, this is also a kind of helpless psychological comfort!

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in my heart, I continued to shoot my sword qi into the water, and at the same time circled around the wine cellar, taking in the traces and floating shadows on all sides.

After turning around several times, I finally wrote down these traces without any omission, as if this is a set of swordsmanship!

Raising my hand to summon a wicker, I began to click according to the traces in the water, and the wicker that had become rigid under the blessing of the source qi continued to stab forward, but it did not produce any special effect.

Some of them didn't believe in evil, so I stabbed the wicker in my hand forward more quickly, hoping to produce some unexpected effect.

As a result, after a few clicks, it was useless.

Shaking the wicker in my hand a little speechlessly, I looked towards the cellar and wondered if I was wrong.

Almost subconsciously, the hand holding the wicker swung forward a few times according to the previous trajectory after the wicker relaxed.

At the moment when this action came out, I felt that the soft willow in my hand had changed a lot, and there was a sense of continuity.

"It's ......"

A burst of ecstasy suddenly erupted in my heart, and I continued to swing the wicker in my hand forward, faster and faster, and the source qi injected into it did not destroy the softness of the wicker.

As the speed of the swing became faster and faster, the whirring twitching sound came out, as if the wind had brought the power of cutting.

Feeling so happy, I just increased the force in my hand and waved the wicker even more terrifyingly, until there was a snap and the wicker broke.

With a long sigh of relief, I threw out half of the wicker in my hand, and I raised my hand to summon another willow.

The wicker wielding in my hand broke off only because I didn't have a good grasp of the force of the swing and was not skilled enough.

The second swing, I seemed to find the feeling of fighting the old man in the turn of the wicker, and the power contained in the willow sword was a power that I could not fathom for the time being.

Raising the proficiency to a certain height, I took back the fine willow and prepared to try it on Wuchen, after all, the sword moves are tested in actual combat.

When I came to the thatched house, I pushed the door and entered, and I saw these two "conscienceless" girls eating breakfast here, and they didn't call me.

When I came in, Wuchen still looked very unhappy, the willow eyebrows on one side trembled, raised his chin and said loudly: "Who let you in!"

"Uh......"

I complained with all my heart that I swallowed back under her words, because there was something wrong with Wuchen's state, very wrong......

At this time, Qingling looked at me, then reached over and pulled Wuchen's sleeve, as if to remind her of something.

Being pulled by Qingling, Wuchen slapped his hands on the table, stood up suddenly, and walked over to me.

Seeing her angry look, I almost subconsciously stepped aside so that she could get out.

When she passed by me, she also said to me: "Li Longchen, you come over to me!"

I had a bad premonition in my heart, I looked at Qingling, and saw that she spit out her cute little tongue at me, as if to say, "I can't help it, you can solve it yourself."

I was helpless to Qingling's response, so I could only follow Wuchen and go farther away from the hut.

Walking in front of me, her head was a little pressed down and she seemed emotionally depressed.

Seeing her like this, I felt even more bad in my heart, as if something was going to happen in the next moment or the next.

"What is she trying to do?"

While I was speculating about Wuchen's motives, she suddenly stopped, then turned around sharply, and threw off her long black hair in a flutter.

Standing face to face with her, I couldn't see any expression fluctuations on her peerless face, and I couldn't read any emotions.

"Come on, fight with me!"

At one point as they stood staring at each other, she suddenly spoke, and with a flick of her teeth, threw such a sentence, an almost commanding word, in my face.

I didn't understand what she meant, so I didn't mess around, but she twisted a stick into her hand and held it at her side, ready to use it as a sword.

Seeing her like this, I was still a little unsure if she was joking or if she really wanted me to try it.

Just kidding, it's okay to say, if you really want to fight me, what is the motive......

I was about to ask, but she gave me the clearest answer.

"Clear a sword trick, clear Xuanshui. ”

Even a wooden stick, with the blessing of Wuchen Qingyi's sword technique and the strength of the condensation realm, it also released bursts of white light, showing a kind of sharpness and sharpness.

The lotus step under my feet moved lightly, drifting closer to me, and the white wooden stick in my hand pierced my chest, still four strikes connected the dots.

Wuchen wanted to fight with me, and it didn't matter if I stood still here, so I threw up the wicker in my hand to resist her stick.

The purpose of my first entry was to try Liu Jian with her, and now is the right time, although I don't know why Wuchen wants to fight me!

The wicker is only attached to a faint source qi, and it can make a whirring wind breaking sound in the cleaning room, and the power should not be underestimated.

Perhaps sensing the power of my strike, she paused, withdrew the stick in her hand, and then continued to stab me in the throat with even greater force.

The wicker swept away, and the blow to my throat mercilessly stabbed me, and I also felt a sense of crisis in my heart.

However, Liu Jian's subtlety is not as simple as sweeping it!

The backhand shook upward, and the wicker twisted upwards like a dexterous blue snake, exactly the same move that the old man used to deal with me.

As soon as I changed her move, she was a little overwhelmed, and the wooden stick in her hand was no longer firm, probably hesitating to stab at all.

When it comes to fighting, hesitation is absolutely deadly.

If the move is not decisive enough, even if the strength is stronger than the opponent, it may die at the hands of the opponent!

The wicker in her hand sped up, wrapping around her stick before she could make a final decision.

Following the old man's example, I tightened the wicker in my hand with a slight flick of my wrist, and then pulled it hard, and the wooden stick in Wuchen's hand was torn off by me.

The stabbing stance on her body didn't change much, and she lunged at me.

In the face of such a "throwing embrace", I was naturally happy to "not refuse to come", and grabbed her in my arms with my arms forward.

Holding this soft and fragrant delicate body, I also feel a little intoxicated, and I want to hold it like this and never let go.

After a moment of silence in my arms, she spoke, and said a little faintly, "How about it, did you sleep comfortably alone last night......

"Uh......"

Hearing this, I only had a wry smile on my face, and I said in my heart, it's better to hold it like this.

I didn't speak, and she didn't care too much, and then said with a grudge: "Let you mess with flowers and grass outside, and live a well-deserved life!"

At this time, I finally understood what was going on, she was jealous of her feelings, and I have to say that this vinegar is really not small.

"That...... I'm innocent with those girls......"

Although I feel that such words are pale, I can only defend myself in this way.

She pursed her little mouth, looking like "the ghost believes you".

"You disciple, bastard, Jian'er and Yun'er, how do you explain it! When you talk about the prisoner in your palm and Zhao Qianxue, the look in your eyes has changed, do you think I can't see it!"

"Uh......"

Hearing her say this, my head was big for a while, and my heart said, when I talked about Zhao Qianxue and the prisoner in my palm, did the look in my eyes really change, really fake?

Still not satisfied, she reached out and pinched my waist hard, really hard, very hard!

"Messing with flowers and grass everywhere, what do you want me and Sister Qingling to do!"

"Jian'er and Yun'er, you don't know, this is also counted!"

I dare say I'm just a very legitimate explanation, but she's not at all reasonable when she's jealous!

"You still dare to talk back, say a few words about you, you are still not convinced, aren't you!"

"I ......"

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To be continued......