How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Seeing that she was in better spirits, Wei Xiaomo felt relieved, packed up the lunch box and left.

Shen Xitang lay on the bed, thinking about what happened during this time.

If you have any questions, you can ask senior Tianshou, but since he stays there every day, he must know very little about Wanglingxianzong.

Wei Xiaomo can help inquire about the Wanglingxianzong's affairs, as long as he goes to Chunhui Peak first and asks.

But I still have to care about the man whose feet are bound, if something happens to him again, I really can't afford it.

I don't know who that man is, and why he was tied to the throne?

Thinking of this, she fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, someone greeted her: "You already have the Heavenly Rewarding Qin Sword, would you like to do me a favor?"

"What's the matter?" Shen Xitang asked alertly.

Unable to see the man's face clearly, Shen Xitang could only see a lotus-shaped mark on his forehead.

But it is indeed the person who helped him synthesize the Heavenly Dao Rewarding Sword.

"If you are willing, give me some of your aura, and share half of your soul with me," the man smiled, and the restraints on his feet were gone. "If you don't want to help me, then I will use some help." means."

As soon as the words fell, the man stretched out his hand and grabbed her. Shen Xitang broke out in a cold sweat and sat up from the bed.

*

"Damn it, why can't I get rid of the flower on my forehead!" Someone complained in the silent cave, "How can I see people like this!"

"I think it's pretty pretty," Zhen Ji teased, "You can still be called A-Lian."

"I'm a man!" The man said furiously, "Who is a good man called A-Lian! Don't call me A-Lian!"

"Alright, Alian." Zhen Ji didn't listen to him at all, and just called out to himself.

After getting along for so long, he also tasted some of this Alian's temper.

He lost all his memory and didn't have much aura, but he could get aura in his own way.

I don't know if it's her nature or she was too cautious in her previous life, but Alian is extremely lively in this life.

Every time Zhen Ji calls him A-Lian, he will get angry, but he can't remember his own name, so although he is annoyed, he slowly accepts this setting.

"The spiritual energy is still not enough, we still have to find a way," A-Lian said to herself, "I don't know how Wanglingxianzong is doing now."

"You don't even remember your name, but you still remember Wangling Xianzong?" Zhenji asked with interest, "Do you still remember where your teacher came from?"

"...Master must not remember," A-Lian said, "I just remember staying there for a while."

"And if you ask where in the world the spiritual energy is most abundant, there is no other place except the Wangling Immortal Sect."

Seeing A-Lian's self-confidence, Zhenji couldn't help but ask: "Then how are you going? You have the aura of a ghost in your body now."

"If you want to enter the sect, you don't have to go by yourself," A-Lian said with disdain on her face. "There is a disciple in the sect who seems to have some fate with me. I can try to borrow her body."

"You already have a physical body now, so why borrow someone else's. If you really want to go up the mountain, I'll just take you up there and kill you," Zhen Ji said in a frivolous tone, "Why are you so humble."

"Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill, no matter what you do, you will kill." A-Lian rolled her eyes, "After all, you are also a sect of cultivating immortals, and you have a formation to guard the mountain. With a body like yours, go Maybe it will be broken up directly."

"Looking Immortal Sect still has the formation of guarding the mountain? I thought it was only the bronze man formation." Zhen Ji suddenly became energetic, "What kind of formations are there?"

"...How can I remember this, I've been away for so long!" A-Lian's eyes widened.

"I think that little girl is very determined, didn't you already fail yesterday?" Zhen Ji joked,

"Even if that little girl refuses to cooperate with me, I still have another place to go."

"Where?" Zhen Ji didn't expect a monk with amnesia to have such a great ability, and asked.

"Huaidong, Tianji Villa."

*

Shen Xitang woke up from the dream, but only remembered the black lotus on the man's forehead.

Strange to say, the voice in the dream was extremely charming, and she was about to agree to his request, but she suddenly woke up again.

I don't know what disaster will happen if she agrees to lend her body.

After waking up now, it was difficult to fall asleep in the second half of the night, so Shen Xitang simply got up to practice sword.

Although the moves of Yanhui swordsmanship are not difficult, it is not easy to really master them.

After several rounds of practice, Shen Xitang actually broke out in a little sweat.

Maybe it's because the sword technique itself is too laborious, or maybe it needs more spiritual energy as it goes on, Shen Xitang gradually feels a little powerless.

But I have never felt like this before, what happened today?

Sluggish, slow, this is not her previous state, but she is the heroic Shen Xitang.

She decided to break through this resistance.

The light of Shen Yan's sword was very clear, and Shen Xitang's movements were not slow at all. The sword thrust out seemed to carry a mighty force!

After this sword strike, the chaotic power in Shen Xitang's body instantly dissipated, and he became refreshed instantly.

If there's anything wrong, it's that this move doesn't seem to be the Yanhui swordsmanship taught by Wei Xiaomo, so it's better to ask him what's going on.

*

After class was over that day, Shen Xitang came to Weilou Peak as usual.

She went to Feixue Peak to help today, so she didn't have much time to go to Chunhui Peak to inquire about news. She came to Weilou Peak to ask about swordsmanship, and secondly, to hear what he found out.

Wei Xiaomo had already set up snacks, as if he was just waiting for her to come.

"My swordsmanship seems to be a bit wrong yesterday," Shen Xitang said angrily, "Although that style is after the fourth style of Yanhui, you didn't teach me it."

"Then you might as well demonstrate it to me now," Wei Xiaomo paused, but then said without even raising his eyelids.

Yan Hui's sword skills are ever-changing, if she enlightened to other methods on her own, it would be a good talk.

Shen Xitang ran to the courtyard according to the words, and danced the sword technique yesterday again.

Wei Xiaomo looked at her posture, and the original leisure in his eyes gradually turned into admiration.

She actually comprehended the five movements of Yanhui by herself!

Yan Hui's swordsmanship is inherently changeable. If one is not savvy enough, it is easy to fall into a fixed pattern. You need to use it flexibly and follow the trend in order to give full play to the advantages of swordsmanship itself.

He originally wanted to talk to Shen Xitang about how to comprehend the subsequent sword skills, but he didn't expect that she would be enlightened by herself.

"Excellent swordsmanship," Wei Xiaomo couldn't help applauding, "With your comprehension, you might be the one who masters Yanhui swordsmanship the least in the Wangling Immortal Sect!"

"Yanhui swordsmanship, isn't it just you, me and Master who are using it? Of course I am the youngest." Shen Xitang smiled, "You must be older than me!"