People in Wuzong, the beginning of the game is full of Jiuyang magic skills

"There are also Wang Yuyan's mother Li Qingluo and grandmother Li Qiushui, naturally they also want to see and see, if they gather three generations of their grandparents and let them stand in a row, waiting for my favor, this is really a blessing for everyone. "

However, these are all later stories.

Right now, the most important thing is to intercept Hu Duanyu first.

Lin Simu looked at the feet of the jade statue.

I saw a futon with the words:

"Kowtow a thousand times for my encouragement."

"Follow my orders, and die without regret."

"Kowtow? Impossible!"

Lin Simu sneered.

Of course he would not kowtow to an immovable statue like Duan Yu.

Immediately, he made a big move and took the futon under the jade statue into his hand.

And took out the scroll easily.

It is "Beiming Divine Art" and "Lingbo Weibu".

At the same time, the system prompt in his mind sounded.

[Congratulations to the host, for obtaining the "Beiming Divine Art", successfully cutting Hu Duanyu, and rewarding 1000 points. 】

[Congratulations to the host, for obtaining "Lingbo Weibu", successfully intercepting Hu Duanyu, and rewarding 5000 points. 】

Lin Simu was slightly taken aback, and frowned.

Why only 1000 points in "Northern Underworld Divine Art"?

This is one of the strongest exercises in the gold system!

Immediately, the system gave an explanation. It turned out that this magic book had already been purchased in the system mall, so it only got one-fifth of the points.

It is equivalent to 5000 normal points.

Lin Simu reluctantly chose to accept it, but he was not very angry. After all, he had practiced this technique first and absorbed the solid internal force of 200 years, so he didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage.

Chapter 129 Infinite Sword Sect

Now that he has learned the Beiming magic skill, Lin Simu focused his attention on "Lingbo Weibu".

"Lingbo Weibu" is an extremely superior light exercise, which is based on the 64, [-] and [-] hexagrams of the Book of Changes to dodge and shift.

To put it simply, it is to bring the "flickering and moving" to the extreme, enjoying silky smoothness like a loach, which no expert can catch.

Moreover, through footwork practice, you can also exercise your internal strength, but Duan Yu just escaped with Lingbo's small steps, which can be said to be a waste of money.

"This can be practiced."

Lin Simu put away the two magical skills directly, and then put the futon back in place.

"If Duan Yu is lucky enough to come here and kowtow a thousand times to find nothing, I wonder what his reaction will be?"

He chuckled lightly, then stepped away from Langhuan Fudi.

Then he headed towards Jianhu Palace of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and when he approached, he could already hear the sound of commotion.

The contest must have already begun.

At this time, there were quite a few martial arts people who came to watch the ceremony, so no one noticed Lin Simu.

At this time, two young men, a man and a woman, were competing with swords in the arena.

Their every move seemed extremely rough, but the whole hall of Jianghu people still tirelessly cheered and shouted hello.

"What a fart, a group of rabble, the momentum is quite huge."

Lin Simu complained in his heart, compared to the boring competition on the field, he would rather look at the girl hiding on the beam with her legs dangling, nibbling melon seeds with relish.

This girl is Zhong Ling.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green shirt, with a round face and a small dimple at the corner of the mouth, his face is like the morning glow, his eyes are like autumn water, his muscles are like creamy fat, and his smile is like a flower, shining brightly.

Especially the way she smiles, innocent and innocent, indescribable innocence and cuteness, half-smile, just like the lovely image of the little sister next door.

Just looking at her can make people feel happy physically and mentally.

It is said that looking at beautiful women can prolong life every year, Lin Simu nodded heavily, convinced of this truth.

Immediately, he jumped lightly and sat beside Zhong Ling without making a sound.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Ling was so engrossed in watching the martial arts competition below that he didn't realize that there was an extra man beside him.

"Girl, what do you think of their kung fu?" Lin Simu looked at the man and woman who were betting on the field, and said slowly.

Zhong Ling was engrossed in watching it, but suddenly heard someone talking next to him, turned his head and saw a cheek like Song Yu's, his facial features were unusually handsome, at this moment he showed a faint smile, and even the two thick sword eyebrows showed tenderness ripples.

"Wow, you look so good!"

Zhong Ling was stunned for a moment, she stayed in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations all year round, how had she ever seen such a young and handsome boy?

In particular, his white clothes are better than snow, and his temperament is as gentle as jade and like a banished fairy in the world, which is fascinating.

Then, she couldn't help stretching out her slender hand to brush Lin Simu's cheek, wanting to feel this real fairy.

"Girl, is it not good to meet you for the first time?"

Lin Simu said so, but his body was very honest, and he stretched out his hand to catch her outstretched jade hand.

Her hands are soft and smooth, as soft as boneless, holding them like honey.

The moment the two hands touched, Zhong Ling felt as if he had been electrocuted. This feeling was unique, pleasant and exciting.

After a while, she realized that this was a man she didn't know, and then hurriedly withdrew her little hand, her pretty face flushed with shame, and she immediately turned her head away, not daring to look at him again.

Seeing her shy appearance, Lin Simu was so charming that it made people salivate.

However, he did not take the initiative to talk to Zhong Ling, but looked at the two people who were fighting on the field.

"Brother, do you eat sunflower seeds?"

Seeing that the young man beside him was extremely cold, Zhong Ling took out a handful of melon seeds from his bag and stretched them towards Lin Simu.

"Is it melon seeds? Is it five-scented or creamy?" Lin Simu stretched out his hand to take it with a smile on his face.

"Ah, there are so many specialties about melon seeds? My mother fried them with snake gallbladder. Would you like to try them?" Zhong Ling opened her eyes, which were as black as lacquer, and as big as autumn water, and looked at them timidly and expectantly. Lin Simu.

"Really? So your mother made it? Then I have to taste it." Lin Simu picked up a melon seed and put it into his mouth, feeling a bit bitter. Compared with melon seeds on the earth, it is far away less than.

"Is it delicious? Brother." Zhong Ling's big flickering eyes were full of anticipation.

"Average." Lin Simu threw away the melon seed shells casually, and spoke the truth calmly.

"Oh." The sparkling light in Zhong Ling's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Lin Simu looked at her eyes full of autumn water and wanted to cry for a moment, she was so charming, he couldn't help being moved, and sent another melon seed to the entrance:

"Although melon seeds are mediocre, you are delicious, girl."

Zhong Ling was delighted to hear this love story, and looked at Lin Simu naively.

"By the way, brother, what's your name? My name is Zhong Ling."

"My name is Lin Simu, and I'm a villain."

"You lie, how can anyone say that they are villains?"

Zhong Ling didn't believe it, how could a real bad guy go around calling him a bad guy?

Chapter 130 Playing with Zhong Ling, beheading Zimu with one blow

Lin Simu grinned meaningfully:

"Miss Zhong, you can't just judge a person by his appearance, but also by his inner being."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the two fighting people on the field again.

At this moment, the two people on the field were replaced by a middle-aged man surnamed Gong and a young man surnamed Zhu.

However, in Lin Simu's eyes, it was nothing more than chickens pecking at each other, but with the heart of watching the fun, he became a melon-eating crowd while eating melon seeds.

"Hmph, bad guy, will you give it back to me?"

Seeing that Lin Simu was watching the fight intently and nibbling melon seeds with relish, Zhong Ling suddenly extended his palm to him.

"What do you give back?" Lin Simu chewed on the melon kernels, and turned to look at Zhong Ling in amazement.

"Don't you think melon seeds are unpalatable? Then give them back to me."

Zhong Ling pouted angrily, put her hands on her chest, and looked very playful and cute.

"Melon seeds? Ah, it smells so good. How can you take back what you gave away?" Lin Simu smiled and knocked a few more quickly, and put the melon seed shells on the beam next to him.

Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you say melon seeds are average? Why are you eating so vigorously again?"

Lin Simu suddenly moved his head close to Zhong Ling's ear, and said softly, "Maybe I feel better with you by my side, so the melon seeds are naturally sweeter."

Zhong Ling blushed immediately, when had she been so close to a young man?

"Bad guy!" Her heart beat faster unconsciously, she shrank her neck back, and even her breathing became short of breath.

"There are worse things."

Seeing Zhong Ling's shyness and cuteness, Lin Simu suddenly pouted and pecked her blushing cheek, even leaving a little sparkling liquid behind.

"what!!!"

Zhong Ling didn't expect Lin Simu to attack suddenly, this numb and crisp feeling of electric shock made her cry out.

The girl's delicate voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the martial arts hall.

They looked up one after another and saw a pair of young men and women sitting on the beams above their heads, both of whom had a fairy-like appearance.

Especially that young man, who has a demeanor like a fairy.

"Who are you?"

A middle-aged disciple beside Zuo Zimu pointed at the two and scolded angrily.

"We came in with people from the rivers and lakes to watch the excitement, you go ahead and don't worry about us."

Seeing that they were two young boys, Zuo Zimu raised his hands and sneered:

"Forget it, two children who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were once again on the arena of the competition.

Zhong Ling on the beam was blushing, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in. It turned out that this guy was right, he was indeed a bad guy!

"Bad guy, pervert..." She put her hands on her hips, staring at Lin Simu with anger.

"Don't be angry, at worst, I'll let you kiss me too?" Lin Simu put his handsome cheeks in front of Zhong Ling's eyes.

"No, there are so many people here." Zhong Ling's heart was throbbing, and he reached out and pushed his face hastily.

"You mean places with few people are fine?" The corners of Lin Simu's mouth twitched triumphantly.

"You, you're clearly trying to make excuses..." Zhong Ling saw that he couldn't talk to him, and folded his hands in front of his chest, feeling sullen.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll feed you melon seeds, do you want to eat them or not?"

Lin Simu smiled and sent a melon seed to Zhong Ling's mouth.

"Bad man!"

Zhong Ling gave Lin Simu an angry look, seeing that he looked handsome when he was serious, but made her angry and annoyed when he was glib, but she couldn't hate him very much.

"Don't you want to eat? Then I'll throw it away." Lin Simu smiled, and was about to throw the melon seeds in his hand.

"Woo! No!" Zhong Ling stared at her big beautiful eyes, and suddenly leaned over and bit the melon kernel in Lin Simu's hand.

There was even a little glistening liquid left on his hands.

"Ah yo? What is this?" Lin Simu stuck out his tongue pretending to be surprised and licked the transparent liquid on his finger, "Sweet?"

"Brother, you!" Zhong Ling was ashamed to look at it, and the blush on her pretty face deepened a little.

Of course she knew that this was the water from the pond she left behind.