Qin Shiming returned to the Saint's Courtyard with joy, rubbing his fingers all the way, having a lot of fun.
"The fire control technique is not that difficult. Although it is not good enough, practice more. In time, you will definitely surpass Yang Fan and even surpass the Medicine Monk." Qin Shiming's confidence doubled.
After understanding the fire control surgery, at least understand how the fire control surgery is. If you face Yang Fan four days later, you won’t be too passive.
He can play with fire, but he won’t be able to stump himself?
Know yourself and your enemy and you will never be defeated.
"You're back."
However, when Qin Shiming pushed open the gate, he did not see the saint. Only Li Xiaoyun sat alone by the stone table. Seeing Qin Shiming come in, he stood up all of a sudden.
“…”
Facing this woman, Qin Shiming didn't know what to say.
It’s not a question of saying love, it’s not a question of saying hate. Li Xiaoyun is really annoyed at times when she argues with people, and at the same time she really provides a lot of help to Qin Shiming.
The discomfort in my heart comes from the man's almost perverted desire to control and possessiveness.
Yes, but when he saw the jade-faced flying dragon Xiaobailong put his hand on her shoulder, Qin Shiming had the urge to kill, and even twitched Li Xiaoyun's big mouth.
You know, when Qin Shiming learned that Fang Yan had sex with multiple men and was not clear about it, he was calm and had no feelings.
The little white dragon just put his hand on her shoulder, and Qin Shiming couldn't stand it.
What does this mean?
"Are you still angry with me?"
Li Xiaoyun was a little scared.
She sat here all afternoon, and her mind was full of Qin Shiming.
It's strange that Li Xiaoyun once had the urge to kill Qin Shiming, but now everything about a man touches his emotions. Although he knows that a man has provoked many peach blossoms, he can no longer stop him from getting close to him and wanting to get on.
forward.
It's like a moth to a flame.
Yes, love should be crazy and reckless.
"I'm sorry, I, I really wanted to anger you on purpose, I..."
Seeing that the man was silent, Li Xiaoyun was even more scared.
"Why am I angry?"
Qin Shiming asked back.
“…”
Li Xiaoyun couldn't do it anymore. Through the man's eyes, Li Xiaoyun suddenly became lost.
Yes, why is he angry? Why is he angry about himself?
"I'm so passionate."
Li Xiaoyun looked at the man deeply, and a bitterness appeared on the corner of her mouth. She left without even looking back. Qin Shiming had no intention of stopping her.
He understood what a woman was thinking, but now, how could he have the intention to have a love affair with his children? What can he give her in the future? A verbal check that can never be fulfilled?
Forget it, whether it is cruel or ruthless, it is better to have short pain than long pain.
"Boy, you can't tell that the girl likes you? Why did you deliberately hurt her?"
Just as Qin Shiming looked at the lunch box, the saint's door opened with a squeak.
"aunt."
Qin Shiming smiled bitterly and shook his head, she heard everything.
"I know, but I can't accept it."
"Why?"
The saint asked.
"I can't give what she wants, and I have a fiancée. I may have nothing to do with me in the end, and it's good to have a song - there is a love called letting go. Not every kind of love can last forever, and can spend a lifetime with each other and spend a lifetime together.
of."
“…”
The saint's face changed slightly, and she seemed to see the person back then in an instant.
The words of the grandfather and grandson cannot be said to be very similar, they can only be said to be exactly the same.
Didn’t he reject himself like this back then?
Yes, not every kind of love lasts forever.
"I don't interfere with your young people's affairs, nor do I ask about it."
After a long time, the saint came back to his senses and looked at Qin Shiming and said, "It seems that the Yao monk has taught you real skills with all his heart. What have you learned?"
"Click!"
After snapping his fingers, a cluster of flames jumped on Qin Shiming's fingertips.
"good."
The saint nodded slowly, especially when he saw Qin Shiming's hands controlling a ball of fire, his smile became stronger.
"But, it's just good."
The saint's tone turned 180 degrees and poured a basin of cold water on Qin Shiming.
"Look at mine."
The saint smiled slightly, his energy fluctuated, a dark blue flame in his left hand, and the air conditioner released from his right hand actually condensed into ice.
Ice and fire!
"this……"
Qin Shiming was shocked, "You still can play like this?"
"certainly!"
The saint's eyebrows slightly raised, "As long as you are strong enough, you can play whatever you want."
"After tonight, there are three days left. Within three days, I hope you can reach this level. Only by playing with fire and ice with one hand can you have a chance to defeat Yang Fan."
"Ice is water, water and fire is incompatible. Do you understand what I mean?"
"clear."
Upon hearing this, Qin Shiming's eyes lit up and he suddenly realized.
How do firefighters put out fires? Isn’t it just water?
Let Yang Fan control the fire technique be more awesome, wouldn’t it be enough to spit out the old thick phlegm?
"Damn it, why didn't I expect such a simple truth at the beginning?"
Qin Shiming patted his head, a little annoyed.
You still have to use your brain more. You need to learn ancient martial arts, but you cannot forget the most basic common sense of life.
"You don't have to think too much."
Only then did the saint reveal his true purpose.
"If you learn the fire control technique, the purpose is only one - know yourself and your enemy; controlling water and ice is a means of suppression. But in general, these are all fancy things. If you have the strength to steadily suppress Yang Fan, there is still such
Is it troublesome?"
"Think hard and take a break early."
After leaving a word, the saint returned to the house.
"It makes sense, but isn't you talking about eating one bite at a time, and the road is step by step?"
Qin Shiming curled his lips, but he did not dare to say bad things about the saint behind his back.
After eating the food sent by Li Xiaoyun and washing up, Qin Shiming also went back to the house to rest.
However, Li Xiaoyun couldn't sleep. As Li Xiaoyun's only best friend, Zhou Yimeng also suffered from insomnia.
"You obviously like him very much, why do you want other stinky men to hug your shoulders in front of him? It is reasonable for him to be angry." Zhou Meng would not comfort people, but would analyze the problem.
"I just want to get angry with him, can't it?"
Li Xiaoyun's eyes were red, a little swollen, and had a little childish temper.
"What's the result? He was angry, but you were even more angry. Can you two go back to the past?" Zhou Yimeng's words stabbed Li Xiaoyun in his heart like a knife.
"You, can you say something nice?"
The more Li Xiaoyun listened, the more angry she became, "You all know that I am interested in him, and you still have to do it with him..."
Li Xiaoyun is now hating Zhou Yimeng. Good friends and good friends should indeed share with each other, but they do not include men.
"He is treating me, and I have no feelings for him."
Zhou Yimeng was still cold and looked out the window, "If I hadn't considered that you like him, I would have killed him after my body was fully recovered!"
"You dare!"
Li Xiaoyun was unhappy.
"He clearly saved you, but you still want to kill him. Do you have a conscience?"
"My conscience was dead ten years ago."
"What happened ten years ago?" Li Xiaoyun was very curious.
"I don't want to say it."
"But I want to hear it."
“…”
Zhou Yimeng turned off the lights directly, shut up and stopped talking. No one saw the tears falling from Zhou Yimeng's eyes in the dark...