Window Han Xiling

Although Zhuo Zhuo was grounded in a disguised form, he still lived a very nourishing life. Every day, he taught his beautiful apprentice how to practice swordsmanship.

Zhuo Zhuo scooped a spoonful of ice into her mouth. It was the best time to eat this in the scorching summer. While eating, she kept in mind the instruction, "Run if you can't beat, beg for mercy if you can't run, what could be more important than life? I'm also surprised , no matter how bad your martial arts are, you are still 15 years old, how could you be beaten like that, and you didn't resist?"

Qian Qiuxue touched her nose and agreed in a low voice.

"Do you have a disease in your brain?" Zhuo Zhuo asked unceremoniously.

Qian Qiuxue stood in front of the table with her hands down, letting Zhuo Zhuo scold him.

Zhuo Zhuo is a stubborn person who refuses to listen to persuasion, has a poisonous mouth and is arrogant. He doesn't care about the world and the world. It's better to be happy than anything else. If Qian Qiuxue took advantage of the youth's blood to contradict her, she might slap her. Standing there motionless, listening to her scolding, he didn't look aggrieved, but looked at her carefully with black eyes, looking a little pitiful.

Zhuo Zhuo couldn't continue cursing.

"Go, go, get the book I gave you back then, and let me see how far you have practiced."

Qian Qiuxue suddenly became embarrassed, and said: "What is Master doing reading that book?"

"You are the master and I am the master?"

"you are."

"Then take it, what's the point."

"Yes."

Qian Qiuxue took the book very slowly, so slow that Zhuo Zhuo felt that he was going to write a book.

When Qian Qiuxue brought the book back, the scorching ice melted. She pointed to the bowl she specially made for Qian Qiuxue, and said, "Sit down and eat."

Qian Qiuxue's eyes that were as dark as ink lit up, and said: "Thank you, Master."

Zhuo Zhuo took the book, and said casually: "Don't think too much, I made it casually, there is too much ice, there is no place to finish eating, it is a waste."

Qian Qiuxue didn't listen to what she was trying to cover up, and just smiled at her.

It's a pity that such a good-looking person is both disabled and a fool.Burning thought.

A slender and tall girl like Qian Qiuxue must look very good in white clothes, holding a sword, black silk and ink splashing, and flying skirts.

Zhuo Zhuo took the book and opened a few pages.

The book is still very new, but it looks like it has been turned over frequently, and the spine of the book is stained with blood, which cannot be seen unless you look carefully.

"Whose blood?"

"Huh?" Qian Qiuxue and her pretended to be stupid.

"Your?" Zhuo Zhuo pinched the book, his hand looked as beautiful as a jade carving, "That's right. Afterwards, I asked those boys who didn't know the importance, and they said, you were practicing at that time, and you didn't resist—in order to protect this Book?"

With ice in her mouth, Qian Qiuxue answered yes.

Zhuo Zhuo almost wanted to throw the book in his face, and finally slammed it on the table, suppressing his anger and said: "There are some such books in the warehouse, and they are broken, just go find another one."

She decided to give Qian Qiuxue some good things, because her vision was too low, she was really afraid that someone could abduct him with two catties of candied haws.

"It's not from the master." Qian Qiuxue said in a low voice.

"what?"

"I said, those were not given by the master."

She was very pitiful, even if Zhuo Zhuo asked her to sit down, she didn't sit down, but stood aside, holding a wooden bowl in her hand, her long eyelashes cast a shadow like crow feathers.

Zhuo Zhuo didn't start, and said: "You understand, if you can't fight in the future, run away. Come to me, whoever dares to bully you, I will break his leg."

Qian Qiuxue stared blankly at her.

Zhuo Zhuo hates iron for being weak: "Did you hear that!"

"Listen...I heard."