"Give up, you won't be my opponent, let me take him away and you can still survive. "Although Leng Yan is cold, he is not cold-blooded! Han Tongwen finally picked up the sword on the ground, and even if he was seriously injured, he would take people down!

"You have to be careful, I can only use this sword, and if you can still take her away after a sword, it will prove that I really can't stop you!"

Leng Yan didn't think that Han Tongwen could threaten him.

"Dugu Nine Swords!" Han Tongwen's body danced with the sword, a sword stabbed but was slapped away by Leng Yan's ice palm, Han Tongwen's body flew over, Leng Yan just thought he was dodging, but found that countless sword shadows appeared in front of him, and he was shocked, what kind of swordsmanship is this! Suddenly a sharp pain came, and a finger fell to the ground, but this was not over, Han Tongwen only had the power of this sword, and after a sword, he no longer had physical strength to support it.

"What a fast sword!" Leng Yan looked at the long sword on his chest incredulously, avoiding the vital point, but he never had the strength to fight back.

"Because you don't want to kill me, I won't kill you either!" Han Tongwen completely fainted after saying this.

"As punishment for my underestimation, this finger is here. Leng Yan pulled out the sword stabbed in his chest and used it as a crutch and left into the distance.

Wang Muyue hurriedly ran over, she was saved! Looking at Han Tongwen who had fainted, Wang Muyue said to herself, "You actually doubt him?" How can a person like me believe a person's promise so easily? Wang Muyue smiled sadly

Han Tongwen opened his eyes and felt so tired, and he was in severe pain, especially the wound on his back. At this time, he was naked, with his green leaves next to his pillow, wrapped like a zongzi, and there was no one else except Wang Muyue for such a handicraft.

"You're awake!" Wang Muyue said excitedly.

"Water!" Han Tongwen's mouth was dry

"Okay, you wait, I'll go get it" Wang Muyue ran out excitedly.

Not long after Wang Muyue went out, there was a ragged and unkempt child holding a broken bowl, this child was about three years old, and he looked more like a beggar. There was half a bowl of water in the broken bowl and then handed it over, looking at the child's eager eyes, Han Tongwen did not refuse him.

"Thank you!"

The child shook his head happily.

"Why are you here" Wang Muyue came in with a bowl of water, followed by Steward Wang.

"Han Shaoxia, you're fine," Steward Wang said

"Don't worry, you can't die. Who is this child?"

"This child should also be a poor person, in the end it is the common people who suffer from the war, and it is not surprising that there are such children who are broken and displaced. Steward Wang sighed after the vicissitudes of life, "This child was followed all the way after you fainted, you were in a coma for two days, and this child did not leave, just stayed outside the door, and did not leave to give him silver."

"I want to learn the sword!" said the child

"Why" Han Tongwen asked, looking into his eyes

"Because I want to live" The child's voice was immature, but it shook Han Tongwen's heart, he wanted to live, and everyone who died thought so!

"Good!"

"No!" Wang Muyue interjected

"Why not" Han Tongwen is puzzled

"Do you know who your opponent was that day?" Wang Muyue asked rhetorically

"It's cold."

"Leng Yan ranks second among the three sons of Great Xia, the top three in martial arts talent, has been taught by his grandfather Leng Qianjue since he was a child, and entered the realm of great martial artists at the age of sixteen to shock the world, and is the youngest member in the history of the Red Mansion."

"What does this have to do with me?" Han Tongwen wondered

"Why don't you understand, although I don't know what kind of swordsmanship you have, but being able to almost kill Leng Yan is definitely a top-grade martial art, how can such a sharp weapon be easily given to someone? And does your master agree?" Wang Muyue said hurriedly

"My master and I pay attention to doing what we want, and it is okay to pass it on if we have a fate, and he gave me a reason that I can't refuse, it's really difficult for people to live"

"But having said that, there is no chance in the world that you can easily get your hands on, pick up that sword and go outside, if you can swing a thousand swords today, I will promise to teach you swordsmanship!"

"My name is ......"

"Don't tell me what your name is, or I won't be able to bear to reject you when you can't pass my test," Han Tongwen shook his head

The child picked up his sword and walked out without saying a word

"Han Shaoxia, do you need me to watch?"

"No need, don't go," Han Tongwen stopped

Steward Wang looked at Wang Muyue and went out, leaving room for the two to be alone.

Wang Muyue's face was slightly red, "You have a chance to go, why did you come back again at the risk of your life?"

"I want the fish, and the bear's paw is also what I want, and you can't have both, and the one who gives up the fish and takes the bear's paw is also. Life is also what I want, righteousness is also what I want, and I can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also. ”

"Is this what you came up with?" Wang Muyue said with a smile, "If my father hears it, he will definitely regard you as a confidant." ”

"There are no four books and five classics in this world?" Han Tongwen thought.

"Where are we?"

"After you fainted, Uncle Wang and I found such a deserted village in order to avoid tracking, and it should be safe here for the time being."

"By the way, how old are you?"

"I'm thirteen years old" Although Han Tongwen looks like he is sixteen or seventeen years old, he is only thirteen years old.

"Ah, so small!" Wang Muyue was very surprised, at the age of thirteen, he defeated Leng Yan, one of the three sons of the sixteen-year-old Great Xia, Han Tongwen seemed to be more shocking than Leng Yan, and he was both civil and military, proficient in music and rhythm, which was enough to shake the entire empire, but Han Tongwen didn't want to do this, the higher his reputation, the more he wanted someone to climb up through your name.

"I'll rest for a while" Han Tongwen didn't like the feeling now.

"Oh, feel free to call me if there's anything you need"

Han Tongwen closed his eyes, Xiao Wuxianggong was almost exhausted, the external injuries were fine, but the tricky thing was that many meridians were damaged, and they needed to be recuperated for a long time, and the Lonely Nine Swords were used to deal with the hostile body The load was really serious, and it was impossible to do it with people in the last month or two. Sitting cross-legged, a trace of internal force of Wuxianggong runs in the body for a small week, and the strength will recover a little in every small week, although you are slow, but it is better than doing nothing. At dusk, Han Tongwen stopped meditating, and felt much better when he got up, at least his body was not so heavy.

Han Tongwen stepped out of the simple door, the sun was about to set outside the door, the child stood in the open space and held the sword with both hands, and the whole person could not resist the weight of the sword with a swing of the sword, and fell to the ground. With tears on his dusty and dirty face, Han Tongwen just stood from a distance and watched, listening to the child's crying and being indifferent. When the crying stopped, the child rose up strongly, holding the sword in both hands and trying to lift it, but the sword seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds. It was not easy to raise it, and with a swing, the whole person fell to the ground with the sword, repeating it I don't know how many times, and fell on one side

While swinging the sword. Wang Muyue came to Han Tongwen's side and also looked at the stubborn child.

"Is that enough?" asked Han Tongwen

The child's face was streaked with tears, and now there were tears flashing in his eyes, and there was a possibility of rolling down at any time, "No!"

"How much worse"

"Three hundred and fifty-two"

Hearing this, Wang Muyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Han Tongwen lowered down to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes

"It's only more than three hundred, why don't you lie, maybe you'll pass the test this way"

"Because I don't want to lie!" Bean-sized tears rolled down his eyes.

However, Han Tongwen's words were beyond Wang Muyue's expectations

"Okay, congratulations, you've passed"

"What? why?" Wang Muyue thought he had misheard, and then asked

"Because it's something he can't do. A normal three or four-year-old child can swing up to 200 swords a day, but I only swung 531 swords when I learned swords, and his ability to swing 600 swords is enough to prove that his perseverance is far superior to mine. I was testing his perseverance and honesty, and it was good that he passed."

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher, although I'm not much older than you," Han Tongwen said with a smile

"I'm willing, I'm willing to learn swords from you!" the child said excitedly

"Don't kneel down yet" Wang Muyue saw that Han Tongwen had made up his mind, and no longer persuaded him

The child fell to his knees and kowtowed

"What's your name?"

"My family is all dead, please give me a name"

"I am also the death of both parents and wandering the world alone, but from now on we are a family, you said that you learn swords to live, then I hope you can live a long and healthy life with the legendary Wang Qiao and Chi Songzi, you will be called Qiao Song"

"Qiao Song, thank you, master!" Qiao Song kowtowed a few times excitedly

"It's not easy to learn martial arts, it's even harder to learn swords, today should be the first lesson I teach you, perseverance and kindness!"

In the second half of the month, they did not leave this deserted village, because Han Tongwen had not yet recovered, and without his force, they would not be able to get out of the Great Xia encirclement at all. Han Tongwen taught Songhe literacy every day, then assigned 300 swords a day, and finally taught him some simple basic swordsmanship. Learning a sword is not so simple, there are many kinds of routines alone, stabbing, splitting, pointing, teasing, picking, collapsing, intercepting, chopping, wiping, cutting, cloud, hanging, racking, pressing, etc.,

There are also strides, lunges, virtual steps, ding steps, rest steps, servant steps, insertion steps, sitting plates, leaps, following steps, jumping steps, turning flashes and knee raises. Swordsmanship is broad and profound, it is not an overnight thing to learn, ten years of hard practice, ten years of entry, ten years of mastery, some people may not be able to reach the realm of swordsmanship even if they pursue it all their lives, of course, except for the ghost talent of Han Tongwen. If a child who has not yet started can practice Dugu Nine Swords, he will die and live alone and seek defeat.