The sky is getting brighter, the backyard of the Wantong Dart Bureau is floating with fresh air, and the people have already gotten up to work. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThey need to do everything before the old man and the young lady wake up, and at the same time make breakfast in the kitchen and wait.

Of course, while the subordinates were busy, Ling Er had already finished freshening up and was contacting the swordsmanship alone in the backyard. Ling Er's every move and every attempt was as coherent as flowing water, although this set of swordsmanship was nothing in Wufeng's eyes, even if it was placed on the rivers and lakes, it was just an ordinary sword move.

Although Ling Er's father is the head of the Wantong Dart Bureau, and he also has some reputation and status in the rivers and lakes, he is a master of using knives, and from his nickname "Ling Dadao", you can know that the weapon he uses is a big knife. But Ling Er is just a girl, although she has followed her father to practice martial arts since she was a child, but playing with a big sword is not suitable for girls to cultivate after all.

Although Ling Tian also considered letting Ling Er be a lady who knew books and etiquette, but helplessly, this daughter liked to practice martial arts, and Ling Tian also hoped that her daughter would not be bullied outside. That's why I finally got a good set of swordsmanship from other places, of course, there is naturally a gap compared to the sword moves of those big sects. But under Ling Tian's guidance, Ling Er quickly comprehended all the essence of this set of swordsmanship.

Wufeng meditated in his room for a night, and when he was in Qingfeng Residence, Nanshan Daoist kept asking Wufeng and Wuying to rest in this way. After the true qi in Wufeng's body was running again for a week, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid qi.

Although he left Qingfeng Residence and was not supervised, Wufeng still cultivated his true qi according to the master's requirements. Because of the cultivation of true qi, Wufeng's senses are more sensitive than ordinary people, and as soon as the sky is bright, Wufeng can already hear the sound of someone practicing swords outside.

Wufeng learned from Ah Fu's mouth last night that none of the dart masters of the dart game lived here. Except for the subordinates of the dart bureau, only Ling Tian's father and daughter lived in the backyard. Although Wufeng had not seen Ling Tian's weapon, he could know from his nickname "Ling Dadao" that Ling Tian's usual weapon was the Great Dao. In other words, the person who really practices swords in the backyard now must be Ling Er, and the self-absorbed Wufeng grabbed the iron sword and ran outside.

In the past, when he was in Qingfeng Residence, Wufeng would also practice swordsmanship with Senior Sister Wuying every morning, although the object of today's sword practice was changed to Ling Er. But the habit he has developed in the past eight years has made Wufeng not practice swords for a day, and he always feels as if he is missing something.

I don't know how Nanshan Daoist educates his apprentices, how the apprentices taught by others are handsome young men with good demeanor, and the apprentices taught by Nanshan Daoist are a womanizer, don't you know a knife on the head of the color word?

"It's so beautiful!" When Wufeng had just arrived, he happened to see Ling Er make a move to "Phoenix Dance Back to the Sky", and that elegant turn made Ling Er add a bit of beauty, making Wufeng standing on the side a little fascinated.

"You're a prodigal son again?" Ling Er found that Wufeng was actually spying on her practicing swords, and in a fit of anger, she used a trick "dragonfly to point water" to stab Wufeng. This move "Dragonfly Point Water" is a half-virtual and half-real sword move, as the name suggests, it is a gentle stab at the enemy, sending and receiving freely, and it can be attacked and defended.

Wufeng, who was a nymphomaniac, thought that Ling Er was rushing towards him, but Wu Feng, who suddenly felt the danger of the aura, immediately turned to the side and dodged Ling Er's "dragonfly water".

Although Ling Er had long expected that Wufeng would be able to dodge her sword moves, she didn't expect Wufeng to be able to dodge it so easily.

"Ling'er beauty, you don't think I'm going to have a bloody disaster early in the morning, right?" Although Ling'er is a beautiful and delicious beauty, Wufeng is not without a temper. If he hadn't dodged just now, he would have been stabbed by Ling Er.

"Look at the move!" However, Ling Er obviously didn't intend to let go of Wufeng's thoughts, and Ling Er also felt that what Wufeng said just now was obviously teasing herself. If Wufeng knew what Ling Er was thinking, he would definitely shout that he was wronged.

In the face of Ling Er's sharp attack, Wufeng's body moved strangely again.

"You are despicable, don't hide if you have a kind!" Ling Er found that Wufeng was hiding in Tibet with strange movements like yesterday, and the sword in his hand couldn't touch Wufeng at all.

"I'm not a fool when I'm being provoked!" said Wufeng with a smile.

Wufeng would not be so stupid as to be provoked by a prophecy and stand there stupidly as a target, although Ling Er's martial arts could not hurt him at all. But Wufeng felt that if he stood there and didn't dodge, wouldn't it hurt Ling Er's self-esteem very much?

Although he is a little lustful, he is very considerate to his daughter, even if the opponent is his senior sister. When he was in Qingfeng Ju, Wufeng had never won against Wuying once. But in addition to being bullied by Senior Sister Wuying for the first three years, Wufeng has always been tied or only lost half a move in the next few years.

"Don't practice anymore!" Ling Er was angry and threw the thin sword on the ground as soon as her temper came up.

Wufeng reluctantly walked over, picked up the thin sword, put it in Ling Er's hand, and said, "As a swordsman, you shouldn't throw away your sword! Cultivation is not only your own martial arts, but also your own heart!"

Hearing Wufeng's words, Ling Er was visibly stunned, completely unaware that Wufeng's hand was grabbing his hand. And at this moment, Ling Er felt that the person in front of him was not like a prodigal son, but like a master outside the world.

But Wufeng didn't hold on to Ling'er's hand like other womanizers, he just let go with a light touch.

"Hey, don't think that if you say a few profound words, you will be a master outside the world!" Ling Er, who reacted, said very unceremoniously to Wufeng's back. Moreover, Ling Er's face turned red with shame, and she said openly: "If you don't accompany me to practice swords, I will tell my father that you bullied me!"

"My aunt, where did I bully you?" asked Wufeng with a look of grievance. Although Ling Er is a beautiful woman, he can't be wronged like this! If he wasn't penniless now, he would continue to eat and drink in the Wantong Dart Bureau, maybe he would have to reason with Ling Er.

"If my father knew that you touched me, what do you think he would do?" Ling Er decided that Wufeng would definitely not dare to offend his father, so he had no fear.

As soon as Wufeng heard it, he knew that Ling Er was ready to wronged herself, but it wasn't wronged, she did touch her tender little hand just now. Wufeng thought for a while and said, "Okay, why don't I accompany you to practice swords!"

In fact, Wufeng would be afraid of Ling Tian, but he didn't want his breakfast to be gone before he had eaten. And to be able to practice swords with Ling Er, he can't ask for it!