Qin Shiming returned to the Saint's Courtyard with great joy, rubbing his fingers and having a great time along the way.
"Fire control is not that difficult. Although I am not yet good at it, with more practice, I will be able to surpass Yang Fan and even surpass Yao Monk in time." Qin Shiming's confidence doubled.
After understanding the fire control technique, at least I understand how it works. When I face Yang Fan four days later, I won't be too passive.
He knows how to play with fire, but he can't do it if he stumps himself?
If you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
"You're back."
However, when Qin Shiming opened the courtyard door, he did not see the saint. Only Li Xiaoyun was sitting alone at the stone table. Seeing Qin Shiming come in, she stood up immediately.
"..."
Facing this woman, Qin Shiming didn't know what to say.
When it comes to love, we can't even talk about it, and when it comes to hate, we can't even talk about it. Sometimes Li Xiaoyun is really annoying when she criticizes people, but at the same time, she really provides a lot of help to Qin Shiming.
The unhappiness in my heart stems from the man's almost perverted desire for control and possessiveness.
Yes, but when he saw the hand of the jade-faced flying dragon Xiao Bailong on her shoulder, Qin Shiming had the urge to kill, and even slapped Li Xiaoyun in the mouth.
You know, when he learned that Fang Yan was hooking up with multiple men, Qin Shiming felt calm and had no feeling at all.
Xiao Bailong just put his hand on her shoulder, but Qin Shiming couldn't bear it.
What does this mean?
"Are you still angry with me?"
Li Xiaoyun was a little scared.
She sat here for a whole afternoon, thinking all about Qin Shiming.
Strange to say, Li Xiaoyun once had the urge to kill Qin Shiming, but now everything about the man affects her emotions. Even though she knows that the man has caused a lot of love affairs, she can no longer stop herself from wanting to get closer and have sex with him.
forward.
Like a moth to a flame.
Yes, love should be crazy and reckless.
"I'm sorry, I, I did want to make you angry on purpose, I..."
Seeing that the man remained silent, Li Xiaoyun became even more frightened.
"Why should I be angry?"
Qin Shiming asked rhetorically.
"..."
Li Xiaoyun could no longer do it. Looking through the man's eyes, Li Xiaoyun suddenly felt lost.
Yes, why should he be angry? Why should he be angry for himself?
"I'm just being sentimental."
Li Xiaoyun took a deep look at the man, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, and left without even looking back. Qin Shiming didn't mean to stop him.
He understands a woman's thoughts, but now, how can he think about the love between children? What can he give her in the future? A verbal check that can never be cashed?
Forget it, be it cruel or ruthless, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
"You brat, can't you see that Nizi likes you? Why do you want to hurt her on purpose?"
Just when Qin Shiming was looking at the lunch box, there was a "squeak" and the saint's door opened.
"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 her what she wants, and I have a fiancée. If you follow me, you may have nothing in the end. There is a song that sings very well - there is a love called letting go. Not every kind of love can last forever, and we can spend a lifetime together.
of."
"..."
The saint's face changed slightly, and for a moment she seemed to have seen the person she was back then.
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 in the same way back then?
Yes, not every kind of love can last forever.
"I won't interfere with your young people's affairs, nor will I ask anything about it."
After a long time, the saint came back to her senses, looked at Qin Shiming and said, "It seems that Yao Monk has carefully taught you your true skills. What have you learned?"
"Crack!"
Snapping his fingers, a cluster of flames jumped on Qin Shiming's fingertips.
"good."
The saint nodded slowly, especially when she saw Qin Shiming's two hands controlling a ball of fire, the smile on her face became even stronger.
"But, it's just good."
The saint's tone turned 180 degrees and poured cold water on Qin Shiming.
"Look at me."
The saint smiled slightly, her energy fluctuated, a blue flame appeared in her left hand, and the cold air released from her right hand actually condensed into ice.
The two heavens of ice and fire!
"this……"
Qin Shiming was shocked, "Well, can you still play like this?"
"certainly!"
The saint's willow 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 can you have a chance to defeat Yang Fan."
"Ice is water, water and fire are incompatible. Do you understand what I mean?"
"clear."
Upon hearing this, Qin Shiming's eyes lit up and he suddenly had an epiphany.
How do firefighters put out fires? Isn’t it just water?
No matter how good Yang Fan is at controlling fire, just spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm and extinguish it for him, right?
"Damn it, why didn't I think of such a simple truth in the first place?"
Qin Shiming patted his head, feeling a little annoyed.
You still have to use your brain more and learn ancient martial arts, but you can't forget the most basic common sense of life.
"You don't have to think too much."
Only then did the saint reveal her true purpose.
"The purpose of letting you learn fire control is to know yourself and the enemy; water control and ice control are a means of suppression. But in general, these are just bells and whistles. If you can steadily defeat Yang Fan, there will be such a thing
Is it troublesome?"
"Think carefully and get some rest early."
Without saying a word, the saint returned to the house again.
"That makes sense, but didn't you say you have to eat your meal one bite at a time and walk the road step by step?"
Qin Shiming curled his lips, but did not dare to speak ill of the saint behind her back.
After eating the meal brought by Li Xiaoyun and washing up, Qin Shiming also went back to his room to rest.
However, Li Xiaoyun couldn't sleep. As Li Xiaoyun's only best friend, Zhou Meng also suffered from insomnia.
"You obviously like him very much, why do you let other stinky men put their arms around your shoulders in front of him? It is reasonable for him to be angry." Zhou Meng does not comfort people, but he can analyze problems.
"I just want to make him angry, can't I?"
Li Xiaoyun's eyes were red, a little swollen, and she had a childish temper.
"What's the result? He is angry, but you are even more angry. Can you two go back to the past?" Zhou Meng's words were like a knife piercing Li Xiaoyun's heart.
"Can you, can you say something nice?"
The more Li Xiaoyun listened, the angrier she became, "You all know that I am interested in him, but you are still with him..."
Li Xiaoyun now hates Zhou Meng too. Good girlfriends and good friends should indeed share things with each other, but this does not include men.
"He is treating my illness and it is necessary to treat my illness. I have no feelings for him."
Zhou Meng still looked cold, and just looked away and looked out the window, "If I hadn't considered that you liked him, I would have killed him after my body fully recovered!"
"You dare!"
Li Xiaoyun was unhappy.
"He obviously saved you, but you still want to kill him. Do you have any conscience?"
"My conscience died ten years ago."
"What happened ten years ago?" Li Xiaoyun was curious.
"I don't want to say."
"But I want to hear it."
"..."
Zhou Meng turned off the lights and shut up. No one saw the tears falling from the corners of Zhou Meng's eyes in the dark night...