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In the whirring sword roar, Yue Jingting's breath was heavy, his steps staggered, but he kept moving, his expression was focused, and his eyes were shining in the moonlight.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, this Yue Jingting really didn't find the trick, he only knew how to use his clumsy strength, and he had no skills at all, if he fought with others, it was very easy to suffer.

Unless he has learned extremely clever sword moves and can break through his clumsiness, it will be difficult for this Yue Jingting to become a master.

Xiao Yuesheng held Li Ruoyun's willow waist with one hand, and stroked the black mustache with the other hand, his mind was restrained, and he thought slightly.

Now, his mustache has been formed, black and bright, like two black flying knives, which are fresh and fresh, which adds a bit of mature and chic temperament.

He was thinking about how to create this Yue Jingting.

Xiao Yuesheng's state of mind has reached the heavens and the earth is unkind, taking all things as the realm of dogs, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to the joys and sorrows of the world, which has nothing to do with him.

But when he met this Yue Jingting, he made an exception, because of this Yue Jingting, he reminded him of his father-in-law Guo Jing.

The same qualifications are dull, the same surname is pure, and the same hard work, but unfortunately, this Yue Jingting is not as lucky as Guo Jing, and he is likely to be nameless and silent all his life.

He was now thinking about whether to pass on his clumsy and clever swordsmanship, or to give him a little bit of trickery, so that he could find the essence of swordsmanship, the former would save trouble, and the latter would bother, and there was another way, which was to teach him to wash the marrow and increase his spiritual wisdom, or go back to practice some mending pills and give it to him.

Several methods are parallel in his mind, choosing a certain method, the fate of this Yue Jingting is different, Xiao Yuesheng is quite hesitant.

Li Ruoyun was still cold in the moonlight, and the breeze blew her clothes, floating like a fairy dust, not like a mortal in the world.

She looked at Yue Jingting, her moving eyebrows frowned tighter and tighter, and she didn't think so, she had never seen such a clumsy person.

It's just that he pities his hard work, so he hasn't turned around, smart people, often have limited patience, and they can't see stupid people the most, Huang Yaoshi is like this, like Huang Rong, there is no one in the world.

"Let's go. Xiao Yuesheng gently tightened his big hand, grabbed Li Ruoyun, his body fluttered, and a white light was drawn in the moonlight, and he had reached the hill next to the woods.

The hill is not high, only two trees tall, but it has a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery, and the moonlight casts a silver glow, covering everything in the world with a light veil, hazy, moving and mysterious.

The two of them stood on the hill, stepping on the soft grass, their shirts were in the wind, and the moonlight was sprinkled, like fairies.

"Senior sister, how do you want to help him?" Xiao Yuesheng flicked his sleeves, and the soft green grass undulated, and then the water droplets flew out and fell to the side, and the grass had become dry.

Li Ruoyun lightly took Luo shirt and sat down elegantly, she had deep internal skills and strong eyesight, sitting here, she could still clearly see Yue Jingting under the mountain.

"How can I help?" Li Ruoyun swept a strand of hair blown down by the breeze, and looked at the senior brother with star-like eyes.

"Is it to pass on a set of swordsmanship, or to point out his Huashan swordsmanship,...... Or give him the pill?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, he was sitting in the north of Li Ruoyun, and the south wind was blowing, blowing her unique fragrance, looming, making him slightly drunk and intoxicated.

Unable to stand the gaze of her senior brother, her eyes as clear as autumn water turned around, and two red clouds floated on her jade cheeks, she turned her head to look at the bottom of the mountain, looking at Yue Jingting, who was practicing hard, and couldn't help but hesitate.

"How about some instructive swordsmanship from his Huashan faction?" Li Ruoyun's voice was rare soft, crisp and mellow, and unusually pleasant.

At this time, he has realized his surname, and his sympathy is overflowing, and at first sight, he believes in people like this, and wants to help him, but fortunately, the senior brother is open-minded, and he is not jealous and angry because of this, but accompanies himself absurdly, and he can't help but be sweet and emotional.

“...... It's okay!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled at her and nodded slowly.

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For his own clumsiness, he has self-knowledge, so he often uses diligence to make up for his clumsiness, others practice once, practice himself ten times, or a hundred times, but he doesn't believe that others can do it, he can't do it, as long as he works hard, he will not be worse than others.

Ordinary people know it with ten, and they know it with all their knowledge, God rewards diligence, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement, this belief supports him, and it has become a habit to practice at night.

If he can do this, he will be able to sleep well at night, if he can't do it, or if he is lazy, he will not be able to sleep well, and besides, the contempt of his fellow disciples also motivates him to continue to work hard.

Panting, he was practicing hard, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Yue Shaoxia, please come here!"

The voice was clear and pleasant, warm and soft, and when he heard it, his heart was comfortable, and he couldn't help but trust the person who spoke, and he hurriedly turned his head to look around.

For some reason, he could clearly hear the direction in which the voice was coming and turned his head to look.

In the soft moonlight, on the small hill to the east, there was a person standing tall, waving his hand at him, and his demeanor revealed an inexplicable temperament, he thought about it, and couldn't think of any words to describe it.

He was a simple man, and he did not yet know the danger of the human heart, and when he heard his voice, he trusted the person who spoke, so he put away his sword, and after a few strokes of breath, he walked away, and ran through the grove to the hill.

Although his swordsmanship is not high, his internal strength is not good, there is no shortcut to speak of it, only hard work, among several disciples of Huashan, his internal strength is among the best.

In the blink of an eye, Yue Jingting had already run to the hill and came in front of Xiao Yuesheng and Li Ruoyun.

"Sir, but is it called?" Yue Jingting took a breath and saluted respectfully, although he couldn't see that Xiao Yuesheng knew martial arts, but he always felt that he was compelling, not an ordinary person.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled warmly: "The little brother practices hard, which is really admirable. ”

Yue Jingting couldn't help scratching his head and smiled honestly: "I'm stupid, it takes more time to learn." ”

"Whether you are smart or not, you are often born with it, you can't help yourself, whether your martial arts are high or not, but you often have to rely on the hard work of the day after tomorrow, the little brother is so hardworking, and the future is immeasurable!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and comforted Wen Yan, and his mind reading technique worked, constantly observing his heart and surname.

Yue Jingting scratched his head a little embarrassedly, smiled honestly, and didn't know how to be polite.

Xiao Yuesheng was satisfied, felt that some people were worthy of cultivation, and said with a faint smile: "Seeing each other is fate,...... I see that my little brother's swordsmanship is not very well practiced, and I can't help but be nosy, and I want to learn from it. ”

Yue Jingting couldn't help but hesitate and looked at him with an embarrassed face.

The swordsmanship of the Huashan faction cannot be passed on, although he feels that the person in front of him is gentle and amiable, but he cannot violate the laws of the master.

(To be continued)