Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing's disgust was on his face, he pushed Xiao Junlan away, Xiao Junlan lowered his eyes slightly, in fact, he couldn't push Xiao Junlan with all his strength, Xiao Junlan stood there without moving.

He didn't care, he picked and tested among the weapons, and finally chose a lighter sword, which he could barely hold.

Ye Wanqing tried to condense the spiritual power. He could try what he learned in Jiange in his previous life, but the spiritual power was not condensed successfully. The sword in his hand was still as hard as iron, and there was no special change.

"Your Majesty should be familiar with the sword first. If you haven't adapted to it yet, rashly using spiritual power may backfire."

Xiao Junlan's voice was very soft, and Ye Wanqing naturally knew the truth of what he said, he just wanted to try it, and Xiao Junlan didn't need to remind him.

He ignored Xiao Junlan. Rehabilitation does not happen overnight. It needs persistence day after day. The sword he chose is light and has a pattern design on the hilt. The pattern is beautiful and non-slip.

He was not very friendly to him, the original owner's skin was delicate, and after a while, his palms were red, and his skin was a little painful.

Xiao Junlan noticed it, and said to him: "My lord, this kind of sword is not used like this. It is usually held vertically, and it is usually used as a dagger."

This sword is really light, Xiao Junlan got a soft silk ribbon and wound medicine from somewhere.

Ye Wanqing's palm was worn out, and his fingertips stretched out. He always felt that Xiao Junlan did it on purpose, why didn't he remind him when he first took it.

He tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, so that Xiao Junlan could not see his emotional changes. When Xiao Junlan came to help him apply the medicine, he opened his mouth.

"I will do it myself."

Xiao Junlan looked up at him, her eyes were dark, and then handed him the wound medicine and the soft silk ribbon without forcing.

It was just a medicine, and Ye Wanqing finished it in a short while.He tied the ribbon into a bow, not noticing that Xiao Junlan stared at the crooked bow in his palm for a long time.

Ye Wanqing can only use short swords at present, he has never used them before, so he asked the soldiers on one side, and the soldiers shook their heads, "Most of our battalion uses long halberds, and only a few short daggers are used. You can ask the third son, what kind of weapon does he have?" good at both.”

"Not only the short dagger, but also the three sons of the long halberd. When he was seventeen, he used the long halberd to defeat the halberd saint at that time."

Ye Wanqing looked at the longing expressions of the soldiers. He didn't want to hear this. He even asked a few soldiers, but the soldiers waved their hands in panic, unwilling to teach him.

Xiao Junlan, who had been mentioned all the time, stood not far from him. Hearing the words, he stepped forward and said to Ye Wanqing, "Brother, entrust the son to me, and I will teach him well."

Ye Wanqing looked at Xiao Junlan's gentle face, men always look so understanding.His heart was already rotten and rotten, and he wanted to stab the other party with the most vicious words, destroying that gentle and kind mask.

"Brother Xiao is of the orthodox Xiao family bloodline. You are just a adopted son. What others say is just rumors. I have never seen it with my own eyes. How do I know if it is true or not?"

What Ye Wanqing said was really unreasonable. The soldiers had never seen this long-ill son before, and they didn't expect him to have such a bad temper, and his mouth was so unforgiving.But the appearance is too good, the bright face is matched with the stinging words, just want to make people admit their mistakes, coax him well, and let him not be so angry.

As we all know, the identity of the adopted son of the Xiao family can't be mentioned much, not to mention Ye Wanqing almost directly said that he is a wild species. They looked at the beautiful young man not far away, and lit the wax for each other.

How could the Kyushu Sword □□ be a rumor? They had followed Xiao Junlan many times during their missions, and they knew how terrifying Xiao Junlan's strength was.

However, the confrontation they expected did not come, Xiao Junlan was not angry at all, and said calmly, "If you don't believe me, you can try."

It was impossible for Ye Wanqing to throw a stone at his own foot. He punched the cotton and sneered in his heart. The military camp here is remote, close to the barren hills, and many tamed animals are usually locked up, and some of them will not be released for ten to five years.

"Third Young Master said this by himself. I heard that Zhan Xun shut up a gnawing tiger in the back of the camp. Why don't Third Young Master use a short dagger to compete with the biting tiger?"

The soldiers with their ears pricked up took a deep breath one after another, gnawing on the tiger, it is one of the forbidden beasts, it is also a human-eating animal, it is born with evil spirits, even a dozen or so monks may not necessarily be opponents.

I don't know how many people died under the teeth of the gnawing tiger.

Ye Wanqing: "It is rumored that the third son can gather energy in the invisible. This is too unfair to the tiger. The third son might as well wear the Que Xianshi."

The Que Immortal Stone can block the spiritual power of a monk. In other words, what Ye Wanqing meant was to let Xiao Junlan go in and fight the gnawing tiger.

The soldiers talked a lot, even for Xiao Junlan, it was really embarrassing for Xiao Junlan to deal with the tiger with his bare hands and a short dagger. Isn't this obviously going to send people to death?

A playful smile appeared on Ye Wanqing's lips, "Would the third son be willing?"

Xiao Junlan's body was like a pine and cypress in winter, and he looked at him intently, with gentle emotions in his eyes, and said in response, "Of course, but...everything is based on conventions, once a word is said, it is hard to follow. "

"If I can do it, the prince will be more obedient in the future and follow me to learn the dagger, how about it?"

All the soldiers were looking at Ye Wanqing. They felt that Xiao Junlan's request was not too much at all. After all, going in was a narrow escape, and they would trade their lives for...the other party was obedient?

Ye Wanqing smiled on her bright face, her smile was gorgeous and eye-catching, and people couldn't take their eyes off, "If you can do it, then negotiate with me."

The person he said was not annoyed, Xiao Junlan told the guards that walking in the back mountain was forbidden, and Xiao Junyue's key was needed.

Xiao Junlan took off his outer robe, and only wore a black jacket with narrow sleeves, which lined his broad shoulders and jade collar, and his sideburns were shaved, making people think of unyielding bamboos and orchids in the snow.He wore Que Xianshi handcuffs on his wrists, and only had a short dagger in his hand.

Wearing the Que Immortal Stone has almost no strength, and it is difficult for a normal person to pick up a sword. All the guards are a little worried, and several of them are pleading with Ye Wanqing.

I'm afraid it will spread in two days. Ji Shizi's intentions towards the third son of the Xiao family are vicious and venomous.

Ye Wanqing remained expressionless, "It's not like he has to go."

If I insist on being brave, who is to blame.

Xiao Junlan still had time to comfort the guard who was interceding for him, and met the cold gaze of the young man in red, so he shut up again.

The Niehu is closed in the open area of ​​the back mountain. Because the Niehu is huge, it is an open sealing method. There is an enchantment here, and the Niehu cannot get out. There is a fence around the outside, and you can see it through the fence The gnawing tiger inside.

The guard opened the door with a key, just in time for the soldiers to finish training, and many people came to watch the fun.

The gnawing tiger in the iron fence is huge in size. Its body is white with black patterns mixed in. It has fangs on its animal face, and the stench seems to be transmitted through the barrier. Let out a low growl.

Such a low roar almost shook half of the field, and the roar seemed to be able to pierce the eardrums.The gnawing tiger has a violent personality and a strong sense of territory. Anyone who steps into its territory will be regarded as an enemy.

The sharp tiger claws left deep and long marks on the rock. The tiger's head was slightly lowered, the claws were taut, and the eyes of the beast were staring at Xiaojunlan, obviously in an attacking posture ready to go.

"Do you think the third son is sure to win?"

"Normally, he would definitely win, but now that he is wearing the Que Immortal Stone, he will definitely lose."

"If he can win while wearing the Que Xianshi handcuffs, it will be terrifying."

"Did any of you forget... who caught this gnawing tiger?"

Someone mentioned something weakly, and his voice was quickly drowned out by the roar of the gnawing tiger.

The gnawing tiger rushed towards Xiaojunlan directly, stirring up the dust and flying it, and there was a dull sound of chains colliding together in the air, and the gnawing tiger's claws grabbed the fence with a "bang", and the barrier was hit by the collision. Appeared in the air.

Xiaojun flashed aside, his cold white fingertips clenched the short dagger tightly, his eyes darkened, and his back rubbed against the tree trunk to avoid the attack of the gnawing tiger again.

The Niehu let out a depressing growl from its throat. Although it was huge in stature, it moved very nimbly. Compared with the short dagger in Xiaojunlan's hand, it was really small.

It seems that even the fur of a biting tiger is difficult to pierce.

"Third Young Master...be careful behind your back!"

Everyone's eyes were glued to the battling orcs. There were only black sky-covering fences and a few trees on the field, and the ground was made of boulders.

Seeing that when Xiao Junlan turned around, the gnawing tiger's fangs opened, the fangs were sharp and pointed, and it seemed that it could directly crush Xiaojunlan in seconds.

Everyone's hearts were raised at this moment, Ye Wanqing glanced at it, and watched Xiao Junlan avoid the gnawing tiger's fangs at an extremely tricky angle.

The man's face was not as gentle as usual, his handsome eyebrows showed a bit of sternness, his shackled wrists were stretched into a straight line, and the dagger was inserted into the tiger's eyes.

Dark blood spewed out, the roar of the gnawing tiger became shrill, and its claws were almost embedded in Xiao Junlan's abdomen.

There was only a sharp sound, and blood spattered on the ground, and a piece of animal claw was cut off and fell to the ground.

Everyone was cheering because of Xiaojunlan, but Ye Wanqing saw the pendant on Xiaojunlan's neck when Xiaojunlan stepped on the fence and turned over and pierced the tiger's heart.

The pendant was very familiar to him, and his heart suddenly seemed to be clenched tightly, and the feeling of being unable to breathe came up again. It was the Crimson Moon Jade Pendant he made three years ago.

Xiao Junlan's side face was spattered with blood, his eyes were deep, the dark blood added a touch of color to his brows and eyes, he held the dagger tightly with his fingertips and pressed it against the heart of the tiger until the tiger couldn't breathe, He let go of his hand slowly.

There were cheers outside the barrier, and Xiao Junlan subconsciously raised her eyes to see that the boy had turned and left.

When Xiaojun went out, he uncuffed Que Xianshi and followed Ye Wanqing.

"Sir."

Ye Wanqing didn't want Xiaojunlan to win at all. Xiaojunlan could only use the dagger while wearing the Que Xianshi, which could kill the tiger.And now he can hurt his hands even holding a dagger.

Hearing the man calling him, he turned around and glanced at Xiao Junlan's neck, the chain had been covered.

Xiao Junlan asked him in a low voice, "Is what the son said counts?"

Ye Wanqing saw the wounds on Xiao Junlan's shoulder and arm, he pretended not to see, "Naturally."

"Brother Xiao arranged a tent for me, how about we go to the tent?"

Ye Wanqing watched the man's fingertips move slightly, and the man followed him a little faster, his eyes were careless.

When they entered the camp, only the two of them were left. There was a wall of weapons, and Ye Wanqing spoke with a pair of clear eyes.

"I don't want to practice today. I heard that the third son knows all kinds of weapons. For the rest of the time...I want to watch the third son practice the epee. How about it?"

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and scorching, his red lips were raised slightly, and the coldness in his eyes could almost pierce into the bottom of people's hearts.

Blood dripped from Xiaojunlan's pale fingertips to the ground.

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