The trees under the sun are stained with clouds, like dreams and fantasy.

Luo Jiaojiao woke up and came to the table by the window and lit the candlelight.

The needle and thread and cloth head in the basket under the candlelight made Luo Jiaojiao start sewing sachets.

With his clumsy technique, Bo Langjun outside the window curled his lips. Luo Jiaojiao was slit with pleasure, and she was enjoying it.

"Ah sneer!" Luo Jiaojiao was stabbed by the needle in her hand. She couldn't help but exclaim.

Bo Langjun's heart tightened and he pursed his lips. However, Luo Jiaojiao put her finger in her mouth and sucked it for a while, and then continued to sew it.

Luo Jiaojiao, who was doing needles and threads under the candlelight, looked particularly quiet, and she was a little confused by the little husband.

"Ah!" Luo Jiaojiao's finger was pricked again.

"Forget it! Let's go buy one to save trouble!" Bo Langjun couldn't help but push open the door and enter the room.

"It's already dark! You can't come in casually!" Luo Jiaojiao put down the work in her hand and stood up.

"Is that true?" Bo Langjun walked closer to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao blinked her eyes and instinctively retreated, but tripped by the chair and almost fell down.

Bo Langjun grabbed Luo Jiaojiao's arm and pulled her into her arms.

Luo Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then blushed and wanted to push Bo Langjun away. But Bo Langjun hugged Luo Jiaojiao's waist and looked at her clear water-cut eyes affectionately.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the varnished black eyes of Thunder Langjun under the dim candlelight, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

"Luo Xiaoniang! The beef noodles are ready!" Qiu Zijun's voice sounded outside the window.

"Hey! Here comes!" Luo Jiaojiao pushed Bo Langjun away and walked out.

Bo Langjun frowned and secretly scolded Qiu Zijun for being ignorant. He followed them back to the study.

The smell of the steaming beef noodles hooked Luo Jiaojiao's taste buds. She ran tightly and knelt at the low table and picked up the chopsticks.

"What are you doing while standing? Sit down and eat noodles together!"

Qiu Zijun took Bo Langjun's sleeve and sat down. Luo Jiaojiao handed the chopsticks to Bo Langjun. Bo Langjun, who had a straight face, took the chopsticks, glanced at Luo Jiaojiao with a shy face, and then picked two noodles and put them in his mouth.

The noodles were indeed delicious, but because Bo Langjun was unhappy, he only took a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

Luo Jiaojiao had just eaten a big bite of noodles when she heard the sound of chopsticks, looked up at Bo Langjun.

"Isn't it delicious?" Qiu Zijun wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun did not respond, but got up and walked into his inner room to rest.

"Girl! Am I ruining your good things?" Qiu Zijun's words made Luo Jiaojiao embarrassed. Her face turned red again, she lowered her head and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, hiding her shame in her heart.

"Or why I'll go back, you guys continue!" Qiu Zijun looked at Luo Jiaojiao with a joke and said.

"I don't have any signs of it! Ignore you!" Luo Jiaojiao put down her bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked out of Bo Langjun's study. She almost ran into someone who had just walked over because she was walking too fast.

"Jiang Yu?" Luo Jiaojiao stood firm and saw clearly that the person coming was Jiang Yu.

"Ha! Boy! Are you okay?" Qiu Zijun walked out of the room and said happily.

"Well, walking is not a problem!" Jiang Yu was young and had good physical fitness, so he recovered quickly.

"I haven't come in yet!" Bo Langjun's voice sounded in the study.

Jiang Yu quickly gave Qiu Zijun a gift and walked into the study.

"Girl! Come with me!"

Qiu Zijun took Luo Jiaojiao to the garden where he lived. Luo Jiaojiao saw Qiu Zijun hanging a cloth belt on the tree and asked with a puzzled look: "What are you doing?"

"Girl! Look!" Qiu Zijun said as he pushed the cloth belt with his palms. The cloth belt was pushed up by his palm force and came over. When the cloth belt fell, Qiu Zijun waved his right palm and cut off a piece of the cloth tip.

"Oh my God! Your palm is comparable to a blade!" Luo Jiaojiao was so shocked.

"When the internal strength is strong, you can gravel in the air!" Qiu Zijun stopped his hand and breathed slowly.

"I'm afraid I can't do it!" Luo Jiao tilted her crotch with a nod.

"After you sit quietly, practice according to my technique! You must be able to use internal strength to play its greatest role!" Qiu Zijun finished speaking, pointing to the cushion under the tree.

Luo Jiaojiao walked under the tree, sat on the cushion and began to practice the internal skills and mental methods.

Luo Jiaojiao's heart is pure and not stained with dust, so she quickly entered into meditation.

The moon shines on the top, the mind is focused, the breath is smooth, and the internal force is generated. The large and small circles are circulated and endlessly reborn.

An hour later, Luo Jiaojiao opened her eyes and slapped the cloth belt hanging in front of her. The cloth belt rose with the wind of her palm and then fell.

Cut it down with one palm, and the cloth belt flew up, but it did not break. Luo Jiaojiao closed her palm and looked at Qiu Zijun who had just opened her eyes on the recliner.

"Yeah, good! Let's rest! Keep practicing tomorrow!" Qiu Zijun got up and walked towards his room.

Luo Jiaojiao saluted Qiu Zijun's back, then turned around and walked out of Jingyuan.

The mansion was quiet at this time, without any sound. Luo Jiaojiao returned to her room with light steps. She did not see Bo Langjun standing outside the study and looking at this side.

Because Bo Langjun could not sleep, he went to Qingyuan Xiangxi to practice the Eighteen Palms of the Sky. Although he had not made any progress for the time being, he was sweating all over and his body became much more relaxed.

Bo Langjun, who returned from bathing, saw Luo Jiaojiao not seeing him at all through the moonlight, and walked into her room directly. His expression was a little disappointed.

"I thought about her every day, but she didn't even look at her!" Bo Langjun became angry.

Seeing that the third update had passed, Luo Jiaojiao just wanted to go to bed earlier. She washed her hair and went to bed.

But Bo Langjun couldn't sleep because of sulking, and he tossed and turned until he closed his eyes.

At the third moment of ugly moment, Qiu Zijun came to the yard and waited for Bo Langjun to come to learn skills, but he did not see his figure.

The impatient Qiu Zijun ran to Bo Langjun's window and knocked. Bo Langjun opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the sky, then got up in his clothes and walked out of the door.

"No next time!" Qiu Zijun saw Bo Langjun's tired look on his face, so he couldn't bear to scold him and turned around and walked back.

Bo Langjun tied his belt while walking. The morning breeze was cool and his sleepiness was gone.

Qiu Zijun saw Bo Langjun use the Eighteen Palms of the Sky, but it was not strong enough and it was not very powerful.

"Not bad! In time, you will achieve something!" Qiu Zijun was quite satisfied with Bo Langjun's understanding.

Under Qiu Zijun's guidance, Bo Langjun's rotation speed increased significantly, and the force of his palm was much greater.

"The palm power when rotating is empty, mainly confusing the opponent. When the moment it lands, the palm power pushed out by the rotation force is ten times greater than usual. This is the essence of the Eighteen Palms of the Sky."

Qiu Zijun taught Bo Langjun unreservedly his experience in practicing this move.

"Don't you use force to the empty palm?" Bo Langjun felt that every palm was pressing hard.

"Purpose it!"

Qiu Zijun's words made Bo Langjun suddenly realize his understanding. He asked Qiu Zijun to take action when he spun out his palm, allowing him to feel the emergency changes in the virtual and real situation of the Eighteen Palms soaring into the sky.

"You're careful!"

When Qiu Zijun saw that Bo Langjun's body was spinning up, he began to attack.

Bo Langjun and Qiu Zijun used the power of rotation to connect three palms, and then landed immediately. Before he could even take the strongest palm, Qiu Zijun had already knocked him away.

Bo Langjun used a thousand-pound body technique to make himself safely land, and then an angry expression appeared on his face.

"My that was not intentional!" Qiu Zijun explained "haha".

Bo Langjun left without saying a word, leaving Qiu Zijun standing awkwardly in the yard with her hands rubbing.

After reaching its peak martial arts, any move reaction is instinct. Qiu Zijun did not deliberately embarrass Bo Langjun, but could not explain it clearly, so he could only let him leave with anger.

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