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Chapter 8 Heavy Snow

It was getting late, and it was getting quieter on Mount Huashan.

In a martial arts training ground outside the "Zhengqi Hall", Lin Pingzhi angrily threw the sword in his hand, gasped twice, and said angrily: "Why, why can't I even practice a basic set of swordsmanship?

"

He suddenly roared and punched the big tree next to him, causing the tree to rustle and the fallen leaves to fly.

Lin Pingzhi gasped for a moment, then suddenly took two steps forward to pick up the long sword on the ground. He saw his waist sinking slightly, bending his arms backwards, turning the long sword in his hand, bringing with it a touch of silver light, and then rushed forward quickly,

ShuaShuaShua used three or four swords in a row, the swords were shining brightly, and it seemed that this move was quite powerful.

But when he saw that the fifth sword was about to be used, a look of stiffness suddenly appeared on his face.

The move "Youfeng Lai Yi" he used was the truly superior sword move of the Huashan School. With his qualifications, Yue Buqun would never have taught him so early, but a few days ago he pestered Yue Lingshan for advice.

Yue Lingshan was impatient with his sword skills, so she taught him the move "You Feng Lai Yi" and sent him away.

This sword move originally has six or seven back moves, which is a superior sword move that truly embodies the essence of Huashan martial arts. However, Lin Pingzhi is too eager for quick success and has not yet mastered a set of Huashan's basic sword techniques. Now he uses this

The move "Youfeng Laiyi" was even more difficult to use, and it was only the fifth sword that was used, and it was already weak.

At this time, I saw that his face was dripping with sweat. The next sword attack should have been to turn around and stab him in the back. But when he was about to turn around, he felt a cramp in his lower abdomen, and his legs and arms became weak one after another.

The sword couldn't penetrate it no matter what.

He felt very angry and unwilling in his heart, and suddenly he remembered the heroic and heroic figure of this young man who was much younger than him when Ling Jing was fighting against his master's wife that day. Especially this man's last move was "unparalleled" with his master's wife.

No, Ning's sword fighting skills are really extremely skillful.

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, not only hating that his qualifications were mediocre and useless, but also hating how Ling Jing could learn such exquisite swordsmanship at such a young age. He thought to himself: "If this person has so many skills in Huashan

If I stay here for just one day, it will be impossible for me to win the favor of my master and my wife. If I can't get my master's mantle, then when will my father and mother's great revenge be avenged?"

Thinking of the deep hatred of his parents, he felt cruel in his heart. He suddenly turned around with anger and fiercely handed out the long sword.

However, the long sword in his hand had just pierced less than a foot, when he felt that his lower body was suddenly unstable. After his feet slipped, he fell to the ground.

He was anxious and filled with hatred. He threw away the sword in his hand and lay on his back on the ground, breathing heavily.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps in the distance. He secretly wondered why there was someone outside so late.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and picked up the sword beside him. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the footsteps, only to see a slim figure walking from a distance carrying a food box.

Lin Pingzhi thought about it and guessed the identity of the person. He immediately put on a smile and went up to greet him, saying: "Senior sister, have you gone to deliver food to the two senior brothers again?"

Yue Lingshan was startled when she saw a figure suddenly emerge from the side, but found out it was Lin Pingzhi, so she patted her chest and said, "Junior Brother Lin, you scared me to death."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yue Lingshan's pretty face, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Junior brother is being reckless, please don't take offense, senior sister."

Yue Lingshan laughed playfully and said, "It's not a problem. But Junior Brother Lin is really working hard, and he still doesn't rest even though it's so late."

Lin Pingzhi sighed and said: "My martial arts qualifications are too mediocre. I am lucky to be accepted by my master. Moreover, I have a blood feud. If I don't know how to practice martial arts diligently, how can I be worthy of death?"

My parents, and my master’s love.”

Yue Lingshan consoled her: "Don't worry, our Huashan sect's martial arts will only be better than those of the Qingcheng sect, but we will never be weaker than theirs. As long as you practice your martial arts well, you will definitely be able to take revenge."

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said: "Then let me borrow my senior sister's good advice. It's just that I still don't know a lot about the trick "You Feng Lai Yi" that my senior sister taught me last time. I wonder if my senior sister can give me some more advice.

"

Yue Lingshan looked hesitant when she heard this. At this time, it seemed inappropriate for a man and a woman to stay together. Then, she remembered what Ling Jing had said before, and she smiled and said: "Junior Brother Lin, I am a little tired today.

, how about I teach you some other time? Besides, our Huashan sect’s martial arts emphasizes step-by-step, so don’t be too hasty, you’d better rest early.”

Lin Pingzhi's heart sank, but he smiled and said: "Okay, then I won't disturb senior sister."

After Yue Lingshan left, Lin Pingzhi's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at Yue Lingshan's leaving figure with a flicker in his eyes.

It has been more than two months since he came to the Huashan Sect, but the other disciples on the mountain have never been very close to him. He is obviously the youngest junior disciple among the true disciples, but until now everyone calls him "Lin"

"Junior Brother", the term "Junior Brother" obviously only belongs to Ling Jing in their hearts, how could he not hold grudges in his heart.

Now that he saw Yue Lingshan rejecting him again, he naturally felt even more angry. He felt as if he had been rejected by the entire Huashan sect, and his heart was filled with a haze.

...

A few days later, Yue Lingshan still went up the mountain to deliver meals every day, but when Lin Pingzhi came to ask her for sword skills again, she found excuses to avoid him. After a while, Lin Pingzhi seemed to be aware of Yue Lingshan's thoughts.

, while feeling secretly resentful in his heart, he no longer bothered Yue Lingshan.

More than a month passed like this, and the top of Huashan Mountain became colder every day.

A few days later, Mrs. Yue sewed two new sets of cotton-padded clothes for Ling Jing and Linghu Chong, and ordered Lu Dayou to send them up to the peak. The north wind howled early that morning, and by noon, it began to snow.

Ling Jing stood on the edge of the cliff and saw lead clouds in the sky and a biting cold wind. He knew that the snow was bound to be heavy and he was very worried. In the past, Yue Lingshan would come up on time to deliver meals, but today the mountain was closed due to heavy snow.

The mountain road is very steep. If Yue Lingshan still comes up, her life will be in danger if she makes a mistake. Isn't this road extremely dangerous?

He stood on the edge of the cliff and kept staring at the road up the mountain. His body was gradually covered with a layer of snow.

Linghu Chong also walked out of the cave at this time and came to Ling Jing's side. He said with some worry: "Junior brother, the snow is not heavy today. I think junior sister will not come up again."

Ling Jing sighed and said, "I hope so."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a delicate and timid voice coming from the mountain road, saying: "Ling Jing, senior brother..."

Ling Jing was really happy and angry, and hurriedly rushed to the edge of the cliff. The heavy snow like goose feathers was falling, and he saw Yue Lingshan sliding up the cliff step by step.

He couldn't wait to rush down the cliff. The rule of "not taking a step off the cliff without permission" had already been thrown out of the sky. Then he grabbed Yue Lingshan's little hand and pulled her over.

In the dim dusk, I could see that her whole body was covered with snow, and even her hair was white. However, she had a big bruise on her left forehead, which was swollen like a small egg, and blood was flowing freely.

Ling Jing was angry and distressed. He gently touched her forehead and said, "You don't want to die."

Yue Lingshan pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry, and said, "I fell down and dropped your rice basket into the valley. You... you are going to starve tonight."

Ling Jing hugged her into his arms. This woman's sincere love for him could never be faked. He was moved in his heart. Feeling her soft and delicate body, he didn't want to let go for a moment.

Yue Lingshan's face heated up and she whispered: "Brother is still watching, and why did you run down the cliff? If dad sees you, you will be punished again."

PS: In fact, Yue Lingshan also has her cuteness. Although I am somewhat biased against the character in the original plot, I hope that after the reshaping, everyone can accept her.

The friendship between childhood sweethearts is often the most rare. Although I have never had it, I hope that friends who have experienced it can recall the warmth and touch of the past.


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