As soon as the three words were spoken, Lu Tianlong could clearly feel that Xiao Yao's whole body trembled slightly, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
She has admired the soldiers stationed on the border since she was a child, otherwise she would not be particularly fond of border poetry such as Liangzhou Ci.
But he never expected that Zong Lichen, the elder of his own ghost lineage, would do such a thing.
Collaborating with foreign militants, they actually caused casualties to the Huben Army, which was guarding China's tranquility.
"I am also responsible for this matter. Zong Lichen wanted to take revenge on me and lure me out, so he adopted this method."
Lu Tianlong observed the changes in Xiao Yao's expression, sighed lightly, and then briefly described the events of the past two days.
Xiao Yao didn't say a word during the whole process, but the despair in her eyes became more and more intense.
It seemed that he was even more dissatisfied with what Zong Lichen had done.
"I have a conflict with Zong Lichen, so whether he wants to deal with me or even kill me, I can understand."
"But I don't agree with the method he adopted."
"If he wants to find me, he can do it openly and honestly. Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and honor are in the sky. We can fight fairly."
"But for his own selfish desires, he actually caused casualties to the Tiger troops guarding the border. It is incomprehensible and cannot be forgiven."
"Xiao Yao, if it were you, what would you do?"
Lu Tianlong's expression became serious, and in the end he even sounded stern.
"I……"
Xiao Yao struggled to speak, but in the end she didn't say a word, just a wry smile flashed across her face, and she shook her head slightly in great pain.
In her heart, she agreed with what Lu Tianlong said. No matter how big the grudge between Zong Lichen and Lu Tianlong was, there were thousands of ways to resolve it.
Zong Lichen chose such a method, which was a heinous crime.
However, Zong Lichen is an elder of the ghost lineage after all, and has always given Xiao Yao a lot of help.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xiao Yaozi was brought up little by little by Zong Lichen.
National justice is important, but master and apprentice are equally affectionate, so she has to make a choice now, which makes her extremely painful.
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now."
Lu Tianlong looked at Xiao Yao with a painful expression, thought for a moment and said.
What I saw before was correct. This girl has a kind heart, but now she is in a dilemma. If we really want to force her so blindly, it would be really cruel to her.
After all, she grew up in the ghost lineage, and she should have deep feelings for the ghost lineage or Zong Lichen.
It would be unrealistic for her to betray easily, so we can only give her guidance little by little.
"Let's continue writing. When I had nothing to do before, I also liked to write and draw. It took so long that I don't know how much I forgot."
Lu Tianlong stood up with a smile, making the conversation between the two relaxed again.
He stood up and walked to the table where Xiao Yao had written before. He washed the hair skillfully and polished it again.
"Can you also write Mao characters?"
Xiao Yao's eyes were also attracted by Lu Tianlong's meticulous posture, and she temporarily forgot about the difficult choice just now.
She stood up with a surprised look on her face and walked to Lu Tianlong's side.
"It's okay. I used to think that being a man meant eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, cheating, cheating, and cheating."
"But later I discovered that as a man, you should learn to be elegant, and you have to be proficient in playing, playing, singing, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."
6 Tianlong smiled and spoke.
Then I pulled a piece of white paper from the side and laid it out. After thinking for a while, I quickly put it down.
What he wrote was exactly the Liangzhou poem written by Xiao Yao just now!
The luminous cup of grape wine reminds you immediately if you want to drink Pipa;
Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times!
Completed in one go, without any sloppiness.
"Good words!"
Xiao Yao next to her stared at the twenty-eight typing written by Lu Tianlong with wide eyes, and couldn't help but praise it.
To be honest, strictly speaking, Lu Tianlong's handwriting is not particularly regular.
But between the lines, there is a special sense of freedom and ease, and the dragons and phoenixes dance all over the world, giving people an indescribable sense of joy.
More importantly, these words are so vigorous and powerful that they seem to jump off the page, and each stroke gives people an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes of life.
Xiao Yao thinks Lu Tianlong's writing is really good. The meaning of the words can be seen in the font, and the tragic feeling of the border battle is vivid on the page and reaches people's hearts.
"It's not bad, I always feel that the writing is not about regularity, but about the artistic conception."
"If you think what I write is good, I can teach you."
"You learn quickly, but if you can master some of these skills, you will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort..."
Lu Tianlong spoke and behaved kindly at this time, completely like an elder brother teaching his little sister.
As he spoke, he naturally stretched out his hand, took Xiao Yao's little hand next to him, and pulled it in front of him.
"ah?"
The moment the two people's fingers touched, Xiao Yao's body trembled suddenly.
This was the first time she had such close contact with a man, which made her subconsciously want to break away.
"Don't be embarrassed. We are having an academic exchange. Come here, I will teach you step by step. There is no tuition fee. This is a rare opportunity."
6 Tianlong doesn’t care, how can Xiao Yao, whose strength is sealed now, be able to break free from his hand?
With a little force, he pulled her directly in front of him, passed his hands through both sides of her waist, and pressed them together one after the other, trying to teach Xiao Yao how to write step by step.
"Lu Tianlong, I, I..."
Xiao Yao was about to collapse.
She could clearly feel Lu Tianlong's strong chest pressing against her back. This level of contact made her blush involuntarily.
And Lu Tianlong lowered his head slightly, and could directly feel the breath he exhaled. That unique breath of men made her heart beat like a deer, and she couldn't help herself.
"When you are good at writing, you must be calm..."
Lu Tianlong felt the girl's embarrassment and smiled secretly in his heart, but always had a very approachable smile on his face.
He wants to pull Xiao Yao out of the ghost lineage and guide her onto the right path.
Lu Tianlong felt that he was doing a good deed, so he would not hesitate to pay no matter how high the price was. When necessary, even if he sacrificed his own body...
"Take a deep breath, yes, take a deep breath!"
6 Tianlong hugged Xiao Yao from behind, lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear.
"6 Tianlong..."
Not to mention how embarrassed Xiao Yao was, she simply couldn't adapt to such close contact.
However, looking at the words Lu Tianlong had written just now, with such smooth flow, made her want to learn from the bottom of her heart.
She has such a temper. When she encounters something good, she always thinks that she can learn it too.
"It's okay, he just wants to teach me how to write Mao calligraphy, don't think too much, don't think too much..."
In the end, Xiao Yao forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath according to what Lu Tianlong said, and took another deep breath, and her mood actually calmed down a little bit.
"Okay? Let's start now..."
Seeing Xiao Yao's expression returning to normal little by little, and the flush on her face slowly receding, Lu Tianlong was very surprised again.
I didn't expect that this girl's determination is so strong. When she concentrates on doing something, she can quickly adjust herself to a state of no distractions. It's really scary.
Next, the two of them stuck together one after another. Lu Tianlong held Xiao Yao's hand and began to teach her some basic knowledge on the paper.
For example, the holding posture, the structure of the font, the angle of the lower part, etc.
To be honest, Lu Tianlong's summarization ability is also very strong. He has never studied Mao characters before, so he can be said to be self-taught.
He also has a strong ability to learn, such as Xiao Zitong's soul control technique in War Dragon, Wen Tianhao's flying knife, and sandbag's defense.
These things are special abilities that they only possess if they have a special physique.
Lu Tianlong was able to rely on talent and hard work and learned a lot, which is amazing.
Now comparing with Xiao Yao, he feels that this girl is much better than him!
For example, if you tell her a few details that you need to pay attention to when writing, this girl will be able to understand it immediately, and she will never make the same mistake a second time. The progress is amazing.
"Well, keep it like this and keep practicing..."
After writing for a while, Lu Tianlong found that Xiao Yao had understood all the things he had finally summarized, and there was nothing else to teach him.
So Xiao Yao herself wrote it in the front, and Lu Tianlong read it in the back.
As he watched, Lu Tianlong's eyes were not just on the words in front of him.
Standing behind Xiao Yao, the two people were in a state of being close to each other. With Xiao Yao's body movements when writing, it was inevitable that there would be contact between the two.
Xiao Yao has a great figure, not particularly hot, but has the most perfect body curves and proportions.
Even compared with the absolute best girls like Su Lingyue and Qing'er, they are not inferior at all!
6 Tianlong is slightly taller than Xiao Yao. From this position, he lowers his head and looks down along her fair neck...
Xiao Yao was wearing a white shirt, and the room was a little hot. The top button was open, so looking through the narrow gap, the scenery in front of her could be seen at a glance.
The two colors of black and white are close to each other, forming a strong visual contrast!
"Gudu!"
6 Tianlong was surrounded by warblers and swallows all day long, and his concentration was already very strong.
But what she could see at this moment still made her mouth feel dry.
Especially when Xiao Yao is writing, she has to bend down a little, and the angle of her buttocks changes, which makes her come into contact with Lu Tianlong's body. That feeling...
It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words!
Anyway, Lu Tianlong reacted shamelessly!
No, there is nothing shameless or shameless about things between men and women, it can only be said to be a normal reaction.
6 Tianlong secretly comforted himself in his heart.
He was a little intoxicated, lowered his head slightly, and his head was almost buried in Xiao Yao's long hair in front of him. The faint fragrance made him couldn't help but close his eyes and take a deep breath.
"Lu Tianlong, this word is me..."
At this moment, Xiao Yao suddenly turned around and saw Lu Tianlong with his eyes slightly closed and his face full of intoxication, and was immediately stunned.