The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Every day in Mingjianzun sword field is torture. Long Yuanzhao, who is tired from heavy sword training, can't straighten his waist. Not only that, he also has to endure the mockery from others. He stays here like A poor student was forced into the intensive class by going through the back door.

What's even more frightening is that he can't see hope, can't see any hope of becoming a great sword cultivator. Thinking of Lan Bing's ardent expectations, he feels like a needle is pricking his heart, and Lan Bing's feelings have become something he can't bear. heavy.

That day, like a nightmare, Lan Bing finished her work and couldn't wait to check if Long Yuanzhao's swordsmanship had progressed. Her arrival caught Long Yuanzhao and Sword Master Ming by surprise.

Long Yuanzhao knew that he hadn't made much progress, so he had no face to see Lan Bing, but Ming Jianzun seemed to have received a lot of benefits from Lan Bing, and he couldn't pay the job at this time, so he became anxious.

He called Long Yuanzhao to his side and asked, "Yuanzhao, how is the "Thousand Flower Sword Jue" I gave you?"

Long Yuanzhao faltered and said: "I only practiced halfway!"

"Half?" Ming Jianzun frowned, thinking hard about the countermeasures, he thought for a long time and said: "Half is half, you show Lan Bing what you know, when I see your sword move When you are almost there, stop and cover for you!"

"But..." A trace of pain flashed in Long Yuanzhao's eyes, he knew that he was obviously fooling Lan Bing, and he was also deceiving himself!

Ming Jianzun didn't worry about Long Yuanzhao's thoughts at all, he hurriedly pushed Long Yuanzhao out, and Lan Bing had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Hahaha..." Ming Jianzun laughed guiltily and said, "Miss Lan, why did you come to this old man in so little time today?"

Lan Bing glanced at Long Yuanzhao shyly, and Ming Jianzun immediately teased and said, "Oh! So I came to see my lover."

She didn't refute, but pursed her lips lightly and asked: "Senior Jianzun, I wonder how Yuan Zhao is doing with you? Can you make any progress!"

"Ah...haha...he has made progress...has made progress...he has completely mastered the "Thousand Flowers Sword Art"." Ming Jianzun cast a glance at Long Yuanzhao, "Yuan Zhao, you can demonstrate it to Miss Lan have a look."

Lan Bing looked at Long Yuanzhao excitedly when she heard the words, her eyes flickered, full of anticipation, Long Yuanzhao didn't dare to look at her and turned away quickly.

"Yuan Zhao, you have to keep working hard!"

"Hey!" Long Yuanzhao gave a long sigh and did not answer. He picked up a huge sword and danced vigorously. Those places that were not smooth in the past are displayed like a god's help today. In fact, this time It was already his most perfect dance ever.

But Lan Bing's eyes went from being full of hope at the beginning to gradually being completely desperate. Ming Jianzun also covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look any more. He thought that Long Yuanzhao had really learned half of the Qianhua Sword Art, but who knew that he had just come here with him? The same only learned the appearance, and did not understand the essence of it at all.

Long Yuanzhao also knew that he was poor at learning the Thousand Flowers Sword Art after performing it. He came to Lan Bing with a face of guilt and bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry Bing'er, I failed your expectations."

"No!" Lan Bing comforted Long Yuanzhao with a smile even though his heart was completely cold, "You have done a good job."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and glanced at Ming Jianzun coldly, "Senior Ming Jianzun, I have something to talk to you about, can you follow me to the back?"

Ming Jianzun's complexion changed, knowing that Lan Bing was coming to trouble him, so he bit the bullet and came to the back with Lan Bing. Although Long Yuanzhao couldn't see the two of them, he could hear their voices.

Lan Bing roared angrily: "Ming Jianzun, I entrusted Yuan Zhao to you to learn swordsmanship in vain, but he didn't make any progress in the past few months."

"Is it my fault?" Ming Jianzun said: "The boy you handed over to me is a fool at all, no one can teach him."

Lan Bing sneered, "Don't think I don't know, you never taught Yuan Zhao once? Are you worthy of the gold, silver and jewelry I sent?"

Ming Jianzun blushed, it was indeed his fault.

In a rage, Lan Bing grabbed the porcelain on the table and smashed it to pieces, "Hmph! It's useless for me to use my family's unique skills to teach your big disciple day and night! How dare you fool me like this."

Long Yuanzhao was horrified when he heard the words, and only then did he know how much Lan Bing had paid to send him to Ming Jianzun.

There was another violent quarrel in the room, Lan Bing came out angrily, she pulled Long Yuanzhao up and said: "Let's go, don't stay here and suffer this kind of bird anger!"

At this time, Ming Jianzun behind him said with a strange yin and yang: "Hmph! I want to see, where can you go, Lan Bing, to find someone who can train this kid to be an unrivaled powerhouse."

"Yuan Zhao...he will definitely become a great sword cultivator, just wait and see!"

"Hahaha..." Ming Jianzun laughed loudly when he heard the words: "If this kid can become a great sword cultivator, I will cut off his head and use it as a chamber pot for you."

Ming Jianzun mocked Long Yuanzhao again and again, and Lan Bingfei was so angry that she took Long Yuanzhao away from the embarrassing place like a mother protecting her stupid child with poor grades.

Lan Bing cursed Ming Jianzun all the way, "This old and cunning thing dares to tease me, wait and see... I must let my father teach him a lesson."

"Does he really regard himself as the strongest sword cultivator in Longzhou City?"

"Hehe... Even if he is the strongest, so what, Yuan Zhao, let me tell you, the outside world is huge... He is nothing at all like a little sword master?"

"I was so confused that I handed you over to this trash to learn swordsmanship. Don't be discouraged. If this path doesn't work, we'll find another path. I don't believe you can't become a top swordsman."

When Lan Bing spoke, Long Yuanzhao kept his head down. He felt that he was indeed a waste like Ming Jianzun said.

After the two separated, Long Yuanzhao walked home in a daze, when Su Jin suddenly appeared not far away.

She still had that carefree and laughing expression, "Hey! What a coincidence, Long Yuanzhao, we meet again."

"I'm not in the mood to chat with you right now."

"Okay!" Su Jin rubbed her ears and said, "Don't pretend to be sad and hopeless, isn't it just that you have encountered difficulties in sword cultivation? If one road fails, then choose another road. What are you doing?" Why don't you fight the sword cultivator to death."

Su Jin turned over Long Yuanzhao's palm, saw those vertical and horizontal wounds, and said with heartache: "You did it when you were practicing Qianhuajianjue, that Lan Bing only knew to make you a A great swordsman, I can't see how much effort you put in behind the scenes."

Long Yuanzhao frowned, "Bing'er is for my own good."

"Yes yes yes! Every time I speak ill of that woman in front of you, you will explode. Now we won't talk about her, you close your eyes first!"

Long Yuanzhao looked at Su Jin suspiciously, "Why?"

"Don't worry about it, close your eyes first."

Long Yuanzhao closed his eyes silently upon hearing the words.