Hua Qiangu Fan Show Inside and Outside

The next day, Chenshi.

With the ringing of the morning bell, Huo Jianhua woke up leisurely, rubbed his sleepy eyes, half-opened his eyes and began to tidy up his appearance. After washing up, he rushed to the place where the freshman disciples practiced.

After arriving at the destination, Huo Jianhua found that Hua Qiangu was muttering about something, so he went to ask, "Qiangu, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm reciting the formula that Senior Eleventh Brother gave me." She continued to recite nervously as she spoke.

Huo Jianhua was speechless; as for?Just a few words.Before allocating residences, Brother Eleven handed each of them a copy of the "Sword Controlling Jue" book. He roughly read it, and there were only a few thoughts.

After standing for a long time, I don't know why, and I feel a little drowsy. Just when he fell into sleepiness, there was an argument in his ears. When he turned his head, he saw a man and a woman arguing about who would become Bai Zihua's apprentice. .

However, these have nothing to do with him. After all, Bai Zihua's apprentice has already been set aside, and he can't take it back. Hua Qiangu is none other than Hua Qiangu.

what to do?sleepy...

Just when he was standing and about to fall asleep, someone patted him from behind, so hard that his back hurt a little.Who has such a strong hand!

"I said, look at everyone looking at you! You just fell asleep like this?" Ni Mantian looked like he hated iron but steel.

Huo Jianhua looked around, and saw that everyone was staring at him, and, at some point, Brother Eleven had already arrived, and there were rows of wooden swords for practice beside him.

At first glance, everyone had already received their swords for practice, only he hadn't.

"You haven't got the wooden sword quickly yet." Eleven shook his head and said.This person is not like the image of the Venerable, not to mention being so lethargic, and he doesn't seem to be very active in cultivation.

Huo Jianhua said "Oh", and Xu Bu stepped forward to hold the hilt of the sword. He knew that the sword was very heavy, so he prepared to pull it out with all his strength. It was pulled out.

Everyone: "..."

Isn't it a sword made of black iron?Could it be that the wooden sword made by the crew entered indiscriminately?But look at the hard work of others! ?Huo Jianhua's awkward "cough" sound eased the current atmosphere.

"Don't you think this sword is heavy?" Hua Qiangu stepped forward and asked suspiciously.

"It's really heavy." Huo Jianhua's complexion turned pale in vain, his hands seemed unable to bear the weight of the sword, and he almost lost his grip on the long sword in his hand.

Everyone laughed, did they just say, how could the man not respond to such a heavy sword, it turned out that the reaction was half a beat slow.

Eleven clapped his hands and said: "Everyone has the formula, use your mind to gather energy, control the long sword, you take turns to try, the new wind comes first."

When Shuo Feng demonstrated, Huo Jianhua was still studying the long sword in his hand. Why is this sword so light?Could it be that he was holding a real wooden sword?And the others are holding black iron wooden swords?But it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake for a long time.

After everyone else had finished controlling their swords, he still couldn't figure out why, so he gave up.Right now, there are only three people left who have yet to demonstrate, Hua Qiangu, Meng Xuanlang, and himself.

Huo Jianhua put his fingers together, and silently recited the Jue of Yujian in his heart. The sword under his feet didn't move. He repeated the recitation, but it still didn't move... A gust of wind blew by, and for some reason, he had the illusion of feeling cold.

"I'm talking about wood, can you fight a bit, you can't control this little broken sword?" Ni Mantian squatted down, staring at the wooden sword on the ground.

With his right hand behind his back, Eleven took a step forward and said, "Concentrate your mind."

Huo Jianhua looked up and saw that everyone's eyes were looking at this side. Isn't everyone paying attention to Hua Qiangu and Meng Xuanlang in the plot?Why are you all looking at him?Don't get the plot twisted!

"Tell me, is the old master practicing sword in the same way?" the female disciple in white suddenly said.

"Probably not, my lord is very talented, how could it be possible..." The male disciple who answered the question suddenly stopped talking, because he saw that Eleventh Senior Brother was looking at him.

Huo Jianhua stared at the wooden sword firmly, concentrating on his thoughts, without distraction: "Get up!"

"Get up, get up." Ni Mantian said joyfully, pointing at the small wooden sword that floated up.She ran to Hua Qiangu and encouraged her, "Qiangu, come on, you can do it too."

A whole day passed in such a toss. Although Yu Jian didn't succeed, he managed to float the sword.After dinner, Huo Jianhua was about to go back to his residence to rest, when he saw Hua Qiangu carrying the wooden sword, muttering something.

"Are you going to practice swords?" Although Huo Jianhua already knew it, he still asked.

"It's you." Hua Qiangu patted his chest and said, "Yes, I'm going to practice swords!"

"Oh, then practice slowly, I'm going back to my room to rest." Huo Jianhua waved his hand, and was about to leave first, when someone grabbed his sleeve.

"Could you accompany me to practice swordsmanship?" Hua Qiangu said in a low voice with a somewhat astringent expression.

Seeing that Huo Jianhua hadn't answered, Hua Qiangu looked up and saw him looking around, and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Meng Xuanlang." Huo Jianhua blurted out.

"What do you want him for?" Hua Qiangu scratched her head in confusion.

"Practice the sword with you!" He remembered that in the plot, it was Meng Xuanlang who practiced the sword with Hua Qiangu. Why is it gone now? Could it be that he is still catching crickets in the grass! ?

Hua Qiangu tilted his head: "Why should he pay me for sword practice? I'm not familiar with him."

"Do you also dislike me for being stupid?" Hua Qiangu hesitated for a moment, then finally asked.

"What's the matter, let me practice with you." Huo Jianhua sat on the ground, leaning his back against the tree pole behind him, with a relaxed and comfortable face.

While waving the wooden sword in her hand, Hua Qiangu talked about her dream of cultivating immortals, and Huo Jianhua would occasionally respond to show that he was listening.Hua Qiangu knew that this person was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, so she didn't care too much.She talked about Mo Bing from the only father she loved, and then she talked about her lord... The girl still had a little shyness on her face. When she talked about Mo Bing, she had a longing look on her face.

"Do you think I can find him?" Hua Qiangu stopped dancing the sword.She wanted to hear the views of those behind her.

until----

Half a cup of tea passed, but there was still no response. She sensed something was wrong, so she turned around and looked over, only to see that the man had fallen asleep leaning against the tree.

There is a bright moon hanging in the black sky, and the moonlight slant down, as if washing away all the vanity of the world, everything is quiet, the treetops rustle when the wind blows, and the silence returns after a while.

Hua Qiangu walked up to that person softly, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "I think you are very familiar, but I don't remember, who are you?"

Under the radiance of the moonlight, it seemed that the man's eyebrows and eyes became more handsome, Hua Qiangu quietly leaned towards the man, and both of them leaned against the tree pole behind them, enjoying the momentary tranquility.

After a long time, or maybe a while, Hua Qiangu patted his head and seemed to remember something: "Oh, I have to attend class tomorrow morning." She quickly patted the sleeping person next to her, and hurriedly said: "Wake up soon!" Awake..."

Huo Jianhua unconsciously brushed away the troubled hands on his face, and it took a while before he woke up, "What's the matter? What happened?"

"We have to go to class tomorrow, let's go back early to rest." Seeing that he was awake, Hua Qiangu picked up the wooden sword on the ground and said.

"Oh, yes! Tomorrow we will not only practice swords, but also listen to Tao Weng's lecture!" Huo Jianhua got up and brushed off the grass and sawdust on his body: "Then I will send you back to Qiangu first."

Although I know there is no danger, but the gentleman's etiquette must be maintained.

"No need, it's already late, you should go to bed earlier." Hua Qiangu shook her head again and again, and walked away quickly, her steps were fast and fast, as if she was being chased by something behind her.

Seeing Hua Qiangu running so fast, Huo Jianhua was a little speechless, rubbed his sore shoulders, and thought: Let's go back to the room to rest as soon as possible, so as not to fall asleep in Tao Weng's class.

"..."

He woke up early the next day. He slept very well yesterday and had no dreams until dawn.Due to getting up too early, the long-standing mist has not dissipated, and the crystal clear dew dripped down with the wind, refracting the destructive light.In modern times, he likes to get up early to exercise, but he can't maintain it here. After all, the ancient clothes are unfavorable and not conducive to exercise.

After tidying up, he had breakfast with the new disciples.After getting along for some time, everyone has become acquainted with each other a lot, and they can make some harmless jokes with each other, although many people still maintain the habit of not talking, such as himself, he doesn't like to talk very much when eating.But that was in front of strangers. In front of acquaintances, he was more casual.

After breakfast, everyone hurried to the training ground to avoid punishment.After arriving at the training ground, he found that Eleventh senior brother had already been waiting there, and beside Eleventh standing with his hands behind his back was the head of Changliu, Bai Zihua.

After everyone saluted politely, they began to practice swordsmanship.

He knew that Bai Zihua would ask Hua Qiangu to demonstrate Yujian's flight later, so Huo Jianhua quietly backed away until he was far away from the crowd, before he felt relieved.What if Bai Zihua suddenly does not play cards according to common sense, referring to him?So it's better to stay away from people.

Huo Jianhua, who was thinking wildly, suddenly felt cold all over his body. He looked up at the rising sun, touched the chicken skin particles on his arm, and thought to himself: The morning sun is just right, why is the air conditioner dropping so much?

"What are you doing standing here?"

Huo Jianhua's body tightened leisurely, with this cold tone, who else could it be except Bai Zihua!He turned around stiffly, and saw that Bai Zihua's eyes were cold and empty, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

"Meet the head!" Huo Jianhua cupped his fists and saluted quickly.

He kept kneeling all the time, and he didn't hear Rang's voice for a long time. When he was wondering, he heard: "You haven't answered my question yet."

When did Bai Zihua come here?Isn't he torturing the heroine?Although Huo Jianhua didn't have too many expressions on his face, the topic in his heart was already brushed up enough to stay around for three times.

"My lord, this disciple is reciting the sword formula!" He just wanted to find an excuse now. As for the fact that he despised Hua Qiangu reciting the sword formula yesterday, Huo Jianhua probably forgot.

"Then you can demonstrate Yujian flying." Bai Zihua said indifferently.

why?Although he didn't know what to say in his heart, he still put the wooden sword on the ground, put his fingers together, and tried to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, "Get up!"

The little wooden sword wobbled and floated up, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the little wooden sword slammed again and fell to the ground.

Your Majesty, please don't let me chop wood with bare hands!I still have help!As long as Huo Jianhua thinks of Bai Zihua in the play who makes the heroine chop wood with bare hands, cold sweat breaks out on his forehead, he feels that he can still save him.

作者有话要说：九歌扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2015-07-1510:05:56谢谢妹子，(づ￣3￣)づ╭

Recently, the severe wind has swept over again, and JJ locked up a piece yesterday, which is extremely spectacular.Now Han.Yu can't write, and a bunch of fans are locked up. I don't know what's going on with the film and television situation. I'm so terrified to write it! ! !I can't write many favorite stalks and I almost cry.

PS small theater.

Huo Huo: Will you let me split wood with bare hands?

Bai Zihua: No, let the heroine do it.

Huo Huo: You won't drive me out of Changliu, will you?

Bai Zihua: No, there are flowers and bones.

Huo Huo: Then I'm talking about one thing, don't get excited!

Bai Zihua: Tell me.

Huo Huo: Yesterday Xiaogu and I made soup from the ice lotus planted in your backyard...

Bai Zihua: Punish Hua Qiangu not to eat.

Hua Qiangu: QAQ is always the one who gets hurt because of Mao.