After thinking about it, Liu Rongfa temporarily gave up the idea of bringing Liu Xiaomin to the house.
"Oh? Sister, it turns out that the person who called you just now was Brother Sheng?" Liu Hao seemed to have discovered some new world and smiled teasingly at Liu Xiaomin.
Liu Xiaomin's eyes widened, while Liu Rongfa and Yu Shuang looked at each other and both gave Liu Xiaomin a hidden smile.
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The next morning.
On a rare weekend, Chen Dasheng took a late nap and was woken up by the sound of shouting outside the house at almost half past ten.
Yawning, he opened the door and rubbed his groggy eyes. What caught his eye was an elegant and refined beauty in flowing white clothes.
Nangong Zixuan is holding a long sword in her hand to practice swordsmanship. Under the infusion of internal energy, the sword blade is faintly glowing with red light, sometimes fast, sometimes elegant, like a fairy, paired with Nangong Zixuan's stunning beauty.
With such a beautiful body shape, it’s not bad to be able to see such beautiful scenery when you wake up early in the morning.
The sword was full of energy and was so sharp that people would not dare to approach it at first sight. The cheap uncle Nangong Mu and his sister Chen Xiaoli were standing in the other corner of the yard. Nangong Mu was stroking his beard while giving Nangong Zixuan pointers.
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Chen Dasheng stood at the door, motionless, his eyes fixed on Nangong Zixuan's beautiful figure. If there were two drops of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth at this time, he would be almost the same as a pervert.
Chen Xiaoli turned around and saw Chen Dasheng's appearance, and couldn't help but smile. Last night, he said that he was not interested in others, but this morning he was looking at others so lustfully. None of these men were lewd, especially Nangong.
A beauty of Zixuan's level would make even a woman's heart flutter when she sees her, but there is a man who can not be tempted.
Beauty is beautiful, but Chen Xiaoli misunderstood Chen Dasheng. He was indeed looking at Nangong Zixuan, but what he looked at was not the person, but the swordsmanship.
Chen Dasheng had just been exposed to martial arts for less than a month, so naturally everything he saw was new to him. He had learned a boxing technique before, and now Nangong Zixuan was practicing swordsmanship. When he saw Nangong Zixuan's sword skills, he was attracted by Nangong Zixuan's sword skills.
Either urgent or slow, either defensive or successful, the moves are exquisite, it looks like dancing, it looks like a beautiful picture, which is fascinating and fascinating.
Swish, swish, swish!
A series of sword shadows shone in Chen Dasheng's eyes, and a shadow appeared in his mind. He imitated Nangong Zixuan's moves and practiced them quickly. His powerful brain was running at high speed, quickly analyzing and scrutinizing the scattered pieces.
The moves even made up for the incomprehensibility in Nangong Zixuan's swordsmanship, removing the dross and leaving the essence, slowly imprinting it into the depths of my mind.
Nineteen sword moves were practiced one by one. Soon, Nangong Zixuan finished practicing the last sword, sheathed the sword, and exhaled a long breath to calm down the surging Qi in her body.
"Zixuan, it's not bad. This set of Lingxiao's Nineteen Swords is almost complete!"
After Nangong Zixuan finished practicing her sword skills, the sword energy surging around her slowly fell silent. At this time, Chen Xiaoli clapped his hands and walked over with a smile.
This is her future sister-in-law. No matter how well Nangong Zixuan's sword skills are practiced, they are all excellent in her eyes. What's more, Nangong Zixuan's sword skills are indeed exquisite. It is true that a big family cannot be a small courtyard.
Comparable.
"Sister Li, thank you!"
Nangong Zixuan smiled brightly, and the two shallow dimples on her face were really intoxicating. Although she didn't have a good impression of Chen Dasheng, she still respected Chen Xiaoli very much.
Chen Xiaoli looked at Nangong Zixuan with joy in her eyes. The more she looked at her sister-in-law, the more she liked her, and she made up her mind to urge Chen Dasheng to get Nangong Zixuan as soon as possible.
"Zixuan, come here, my eldest sister will fight with you!"
Naturally, Chen Xiaoli regards herself as the eldest sister. Although she has not yet married, Chen Xiaoli already regards Nangong Zixuan as one of her own.
"Well! Thank you Sister Li, Zixuan has exactly what you want!" Nangong Zixuan nodded immediately after hearing this.
No matter how proficient you are in swordsmanship, if no one competes with you, you will not be able to tell what level you have reached. No matter what kind of swordsmanship or martial arts, your power can only be reflected in battle, otherwise no matter how gorgeous it is,
In the eyes of others, his moves are just more beautiful.
"Well?"
Just as she was preparing to compete with Chen Xiaoli, Nangong Zixuan suddenly felt two eyes staring at her, and turned around. It turned out to be the annoying guy Chen Dasheng yesterday, staring at her with two eyes, not knowing what he was looking at.
What?
With a frown on her face, Nangong Zixuan wanted to scold Chen Dasheng, but thinking of what her grandfather said to her last night, she immediately endured it.
Seeing the change in Nangong Zixuan's face, she turned around and saw Chen Dasheng's face. He stared straight at the girl without even blinking. A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xiaoli's mouth. This boy
, it made the little girl blush, but she didn’t know how to restrain herself.
Chen Xiaoli didn't realize he was there. He walked over teasingly and waved his hand in front of Chen Dasheng's eyes, "You brat, it's time to come to your senses!"
Nangong Mu seemed to have noticed something nearby and wanted to call Chen Xiaoli, but it was too late. Chen Dasheng had already been awakened by Chen Xiaoli.
The dancing sword shadows in his mind all dissipated with Chen Xiaoli's shout. The nineteen sword techniques were about to be fully comprehended, and they were just a little short of perfecting them.
Chen Dasheng secretly thought it was a pity. When he came back to his senses, Chen Dasheng looked at Chen Xiaoli in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Your eyes are straight!" Chen Xiaoli glanced at Chen Dasheng ambiguously, turned around and pointed towards Nangong Zixuan with his chin, "Go and practice sword practice with Zixuan."
Just now she was thinking about fighting with Nangong Zixuan, but now she has changed her mind. Such a good opportunity to enhance the relationship between the unmarried couple must be taken by Chen Dasheng. The two of them might fight all the way.
went.
"Sword training? What kind of sword training?" Chen Dasheng asked blankly.
"Fight with Zixuan!" Chen Xiaoli smiled and whispered, "Seize the opportunity and remember what you promised me last night."
"Excuse me?"
Chen Dasheng turned to look at Nangong Zixuan, who was standing with a sword in the courtyard. That girl had a weapon in her hand. If she were to fight, wouldn't she cut her body into pieces?
"Forget it, sister, you better go ahead. I just got up and I haven't washed my face or rinsed my mouth yet!" Chen Dasheng waved his hand and wanted to run away.
Chen Xiaoli grabbed him and scolded him in a low voice, "You brat, my uncle is watching from the side!"
At this time, Nangong Mu came over and looked at Chen Dasheng thoughtfully, "Dasheng, just practice with Zixuan. You are an unmarried couple and will be a family in the future. Just stop here."
As soon as Nangong Mu mentioned the unmarried couple, Chen Dasheng's face twitched unnaturally, and he turned to look at Nangong Zixuan. The girl was holding the scabbard tightly, and she didn't know if there was murderous intent in her eyes.
"Uncle, look, she has weapons in her hands. Aren't I looking for abuse with my bare hands?" Chen Dasheng looked embarrassed, and Nangong Mu even opened his mouth, but it was difficult to escape this battle.
"Huh? What weapon do you want?" Nangong Mu looked at Chen Dasheng strangely. This kid only learned boxing. What's the use of having a weapon? Instead, he would tie his hands and feet.
Chen Dasheng thought for a while and said, "A long sword!"
When Nangong Mu heard this, he stroked his beard and smiled, turned around, pointed a few fingers at the old tree next to the courtyard from a distance, shot out several sharp and extraordinary sword energy, and cut two sticks directly from the tree.
A branch slightly thicker than your thumb.
"Swords can easily hurt people, so just use these branches as sword wielders!" Nangong Mu's move surprised Chen Dasheng, but he himself acted as if nothing had happened, pointing to the two branches and smiling at Chen Dasheng.
The inner strength turned into sword energy, and he waved his hands to distance himself from the air raids, which was free and easy. This gave Chen Dasheng a deeper understanding of this uncle's strength.
"Well!"
When Chen Dasheng came back to his senses, he saw that Nangong Zixuan had already selected a branch and was picking the branches on the branch with the sword in her hand.
"Go quickly, remember, wait till you click!" Chen Xiaoli patted Chen Dasheng on the shoulder with a thick smile on his face.
Chen Dasheng had no choice but to catch up. He had just understood Nangong Zixuan's swordsmanship. Maybe this was also an opportunity to try it out.