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Yao Ximu returned to the medicine hut, he rushed in and picked up the thin Lin Shuyu, walked around twice in a row, and said cheerfully, "Brother Shuyu, I'm back!"

Lin Shuyu was blackened by his tossing eyes, and hurriedly said: "I'm dizzy, hurry up, let me down." Yao Ximu was startled, remembering that Lin Shuyu was weak, and carefully let him lie down on the couch , Lin Shuyu stroked his chest, panting for a long time, then calmed down and looked at Yao Ximu, without blaming him, just said softly: "Young brother is still so naughty."

Yao Ximu stuck out her tongue, sat down beside him, and pressed her palms on his back to help him adjust his internal breath.Lin Shuyu waved his hand: "Your internal strength is locked, don't work so hard."

"It's okay, it's recovered by [-]%, but it's not enough to break through the air lock. It's more than enough to adjust the inner breath for the senior brother."

After half a cup of tea, Lin Shuyu's pulse was stable and his breath was long, apparently recovered.Yao Ximu withdrew his internal energy, wrapped his arms around Lin Shuyu's shoulders, and said, "Fourth Uncle He has returned to Crane Valley, and Master is not there. I don't know where he went. Who will help me break through the Fengzi Jue?"

"There is also Jiangying Envoy."

"Miss Gu is not clear about the secrets created by the master, and the number of ways to practice inner strength and mental techniques is also different. However, I can ask her to teach me sword techniques! Great!"

Gu Qingrou saw Yao Ximu again, sized him up from head to toe, and said in amazement, "Oh, it has become like this, what did you eat?" Yao Ximu blinked his eyes inexplicably: " Eat food." Gu Qingrou raised her hands and rubbed his face: "People say that one kind of rice feeds all kinds of people, it's true." Yao Ximu broke away from Gu Qingrou's clutches, and said coquettishly, "Aunt Qing, If you rub my face again, the skin will fall off."

"I just want to rub it off for you to see if you are wearing it."

"No, Aunt Qing, don't think it's fake when you see someone looks pretty."

"I can't tell you've learned how to be beautiful. What are you doing when you come back?"

"I miss Aunt Qing, so I'm back."

"Stop talking sweet words." Gu Qingrou brushed off a small piece of dust on his shoulders: "Let me teach you how to use swords?"

"This is one of them. The most important thing is that I really miss Aunt Qing, especially after Fourth Uncle He told me that Aunt Qing is my father's elder sister, Aunt Qing is no different from my mother in my heart."

"He Si told you all this?" Gu Qingrou's expression changed slightly, and she said, "What else did he tell you?"

"No, he said I was young and wouldn't tell me about adults."

"That's okay." Gu Qingju said: "Your father Yao Laosan is gone, we are all very sad." She sighed: "If you want revenge, you have to practice kung fu first."

However, Gu Qingrou didn't teach him personally, and said to him while drinking: "Go fight with the young master, the young master has almost finished practicing all the sword manuals I have here."

"I can't beat it." Yao Ximu said honestly.

"Knowing that you can't do it, even if you can't beat it, it will be of great benefit to you as the young master's opponent."

"Forget about others, the young master never shows mercy when beating me."

"Then you choose it yourself, and let whoever you choose practice with you."

Yao Ximu challenged the six masters in the villa without defeat, and spent another three months breaking the sword formation of Hanmei Twelve Shadows.Just as he was complacent, Jiang Wanzhou said again: "From tomorrow onwards, you will practice swords with me."

"You are all in one, you are invincible in the world, do you still want me to accompany you?" Yao Ximu refused.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Let's talk about it first. You can practice swordsmanship. Don't hit people every now and then. Once I get hurt, I won't practice with you anymore."

Jiang Wanzhou was startled: "How can you not get hurt when you practice swords?"

"Do you understand until now?"

"Ok."

The place where the sword is practiced is still in Xueyuwu, under Gu Qingrou's nose.

Yao Ximu's swordsmanship has improved a lot, and it has been deeply affected in Heju Valley - there are no tricks or airs at all, it's straightforward, and the purpose is only one, to take people's lives.

Seeing how aggressive he was, Jiang Wanzhou couldn't help smiling, and said, "Didn't you stop talking?"

Yao Ximu didn't speak to him, and waved Li Xiao with sword energy like a rainbow.

Since returning to the village, Yao Ximu has always disliked Wen Chanyi, especially when he learned that he lived in the small courtyard where he used to be.Can't say why, I just don't like it.And watching him and Jiang Wanzhou go in and out together, sometimes Jiang Wanzhou combs his hair and he waits beside him with a smile on his face.Sometimes he plucks a flower for Jiang Wanzhou to see, and Jiang Wanzhou's ever-year-old iceberg smiles.Jiang Wanzhou was puzzled when he was reading, and often listened to his interpretation.

As affectionate as a young couple.Yao Ximu thought angrily: In the past, only brother Wanzhou and I were so affectionate. He had never been to the foot of the mountain, so I told him all about it. I still slept in his big bed and ate his snacks.Now I don't have any part, it's taken over by this guy named Wen Chanyi.

Just like at this moment, Yao Ximu was yawning, and seeing Wen Chanyi sitting in front of the desk writing something with her head down, Jiang Wanzhou moved closer to look, and the two of them had their heads touching each other.

Yao Ximu was very angry, and felt that these two people were not pleasing to the eye.When it was time for meal, Ran Ying arranged the meal and asked Yao Ximu to stay and eat together.

Yao Ximu's yin and yang were strange: "I have little knowledge, so I dare not sit at the same table with my husband."

Wen Chanyi just smiled slightly when she heard the words, and didn't care about him.Jiang Wanzhou raised her head and said, "Then go to the kitchen and eat with the servants."

Yao Xi was so angry that he didn't eat.

Bolu was still thinking about him, and gave him a piece of honey cake: "Okay, why are you angry with the young master again?"

"No." Yao Ximu took a hard bite.

"Good brother, are you jealous?" Bolu covered her mouth with a silk cloth, and laughed.

The honey cake melted in the mouth, it was sweet and fragrant, Yao Ximu ate it in a few big bites, and asked vaguely: "This is sweet, where did you get the vinegar?"

"Who said this to you, you seem to be jealous of Mr. Wen and the young master."

Yao Ximu wiped his mouth: "Why should I be jealous of them?"

"Then why don't you like seeing the young master getting close to Mr. Wen?"

"Yeah, why don't you like it?" Yao Ximu murmured to himself.

Gu Qingrou didn't fight with Jiang Wanzhou, because Jiang Wanzhou's number of butterflies was dozens less than hers, so she still had to shoot butterflies when practicing swords, and Yao Ximu sat under a tree to watch him shoot butterflies.

It's late autumn, and only the last butterfly is left.Jiang Wanzhou's sword energy was as dense as a net, as swift as electricity, and as cold as dew, trapping the tired butterfly.The butterfly fluttered up and down, and finally exhausted. It was about to hit the blade of the sword. Jiang Wanzhou withdrew the sword, caught the butterfly in his palm, and gently lifted the butterfly to let it go.

Butterfly fans autumn leaves, sword dreams night three.

Yao Ximu had three dreams that night.

First, he dreamed that he became the butterfly trapped by Jiang Wanzhou's sword energy. No matter how he flew, he couldn't get out of this dew-like maze.Jiang Wanzhou didn't withdraw his sword, he kept flying, he kept calling, but Jiang Wanzhou couldn't hear him.In a hurry, I woke up.

After wiping the sweat off his face, he drank another glass of water and went back to sleep.

The second one, he dreamed of the small building where he stayed when he left the villa for the first time a few years ago. He peeked down from the second floor and saw the overlapping posture of two people on the table.For some reason, he just wanted to get closer, a little closer—delete 45 characters here—he held up the lantern, and walked closer, the person below raised his head and smiled at him, winking like silk .Yao Ximu took two steps back, knocked down the stool, and woke up.

Opening his eyes, he saw the moon reaching mid-heaven outside the window, the night was getting dark, and Yao Ximu fell into a deep sleep again.

The third one, he dreamed that he was lying on Jiang Wanzhou's big bed, and the two of them fought for some reason, and he threw himself on Jiang Wanzhou, and Jiang Wanzhou rolled over and pinned him down, unable to struggle anymore.Their eyes met, the winking eyes from the second dream appeared on his own face like silk, he kissed Jiang Wanzhou, and took off their clothes for each other, the two of them faced each other, lingering like fire.His body was getting hot, and he desperately needed to find an exit.Jiang Wanzhou just held him down, and he put his hands around Jiang Wanzhou's neck and called out, "Brother Wanzhou, help me." In the dream, he felt ashamed and knew that he should wake up, but he secretly liked it like this Comfortable and confused, so I can't bear to wake up.Jiang Wanzhou leaned over, her handsome face was close at hand, the sweat dripped from her forehead onto Yao Ximu's face, making him shiver.

"Mom!" Yao Ximu yelled, the dream shook like a reflection on the water, and then shattered, he sat up, gasped for breath, and yelled again: "Ouch, my mother!"