Happy Jianghu

Jing Tong lay lazily on the couch with the quilt in her arms, the thin pajamas on her body couldn't cover the scenery at all, the whole back was exposed under the veil, and the complexion of the bamboo shoots was almost as white as fluffy. The quilt is all in one.

Hearing faint noises from outside the room, Jing Tong's heart moved, she rubbed her face on the pillow, pretending to be still asleep, until someone kissed her cheek, and her whole body fell into a bed that was heavier than the mattress. With a gentle embrace, he slowly opened his hazy eyes.

"Tong Tong, get up and practice." Looking at Jing Tong who was lying in her arms and refused to get up, An Zhifei's eyes were full of doting.

The mid-autumn festival is less than two months away, and the plan to eradicate Wuying Valley cannot be delayed. Earlier, An Zhifei had listened to Jing Tong's plan, but before this plan, Jing Tong had to completely put down the Moon Chasing Sword and practice another martial art again .

"Well...you let me sleep for a while..." The lazy voice was a little hoarse, which made people feel soft.

"Hey, it's getting late, get up." An Zhifei said, stretching out her hand to lift off Jing Tong's quilt. Following her movements, the white velvet quilt covering Jing Tong's body was completely lifted to the side of the bed. The perfect white ketone body is faintly hidden under the tulle, the two attractive collarbones, the mature temptation on the chest, the flat and tight abdomen, and the slender and smooth legs alone are enough to make people dream about .

The looming and hazy feeling can always arouse the curiosity in the heart, thus stimulating the instinct of pursuit. The easier it is to get, you don’t know how to cherish it, and the harder it is to get it, you know how to protect it.

"Hmm! Senior sister is so domineering, so I won't get up." Jing Tong has always been angry when she wakes up, even worse in front of someone, but she seems to have forgotten that An Zhifei wore a dress as thin as cicada's wings for her last night. sleeping in pajamas.

Jing Tong is changeable, cute elf, mischievous and perverse, she can be as cold as ice on the outside, but she has a warm and understanding side on the inside, and her charming and charming side is only seen by only one person in this world.

In front of An Zhifei, Jing Tong can act coquettishly and play petty temper regardless. She is the only person she wants to rely on in her heart.

The air seemed to be silent at this moment, Jing Tong saw that An Zhifei was silent, her eyes were only staring at herself, the corner of her lips curled into an ambiguous smile, Jing Tong frowned, and looked at herself, It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your face turns red when you look at it, Jing Tong exclaimed, struggled to escape from An Zhifei's arms, and dragged the quilt to cover her body indiscriminately.

Although the two have met each other long ago, Jing Tong still blushes, and now hides under the quilt with only one head out.

Seeing Jing Tong's slightly clumsy actions, An Zhifei burst out laughing, "What are you hiding, I've seen it, I've touched it, I've kissed it."

Jing Tong "..."

"Okay, the landlord of Nangong is already waiting for you at Qinfang Pavilion, don't ask her to wait too long."

Jing Tong wanted to get up, but when she thought of the pajamas on her body, she retreated back, her watery eyes looked innocent, she pursed her lips slightly and murmured, "I'm just... if you're busy, you can leave first ..."

Tao Hua blinked: "Do you want me to hug you?"

Jing Tong "..."

An Zhifei made a gesture to approach.

"No, there's no need...ah...not like you..."

The quilt was thrown off by An Zhifei, her body was pressed down, and there was an itchy warm feeling from her neck.

The delicate and smooth skin and the faint fragrance made An Zhifei feel that it was not enough after tasting it for a long time.

Breathing gradually became disordered, and Jing Tong felt that her body could no longer control herself. Every time An Zhifei approached, Jing Tong felt that she had become her puppet and was at her mercy.

The blush on Jing Tong's face never faded, An Zhifei leaned close to Jing Tong's ear and said, "Don't delay any longer, the landlord of Nangong will punish you if you are late."

Jing Tong said angrily, "It's also because of you."

An Zhifei squinted her eyes, and said with a smile: "Sit down and act, get up and practice, I'm going to the auditorium now, so I can be self-conscious, and obediently listen to the Nangong landlord, and stop being playful and self-willed."

"Don't treat me like a child!"

"Hehe, good boy, be obedient." At the end, she kissed Jing Tong on the lips.

Jing Tong "..."

Seeing An Zhifei leave, the room was filled with the scent of flowers that belonged to her alone, Jing Tong touched her lips involuntarily, thinking of the warm and soft kiss just now, and the smell that she never tires of, she just After leaving, I began to think about her in my heart, what's going on.

……

"Senior Sister Zilong."

"You are finally here."

"I was supposed to arrive on time, but I felt colder as I walked, so I had to go back and add clothes, which delayed the time."

"Ok?"

Seeing Nangong Zilong's suspicious expression, Jing Tong continued, "It's been ten years in a blink of an eye, and I haven't set foot here for ten years. For the reason, Senior Sister Zilong knows why she chooses this place, and she always wants me to be hurt by the scene. love?"

Nangong Zilong sighed lightly, "Xiao Jing, I know and understand that people often choose to escape when they can't face things, but you have to know that I am not the only one who chooses this place."

Jing Tong turned around, avoiding meeting Nangong Zilong's eyes, "What did I avoid? What do you want me to face?"

"Jing Tong, the disappearance of Xian Qing, the death of your master, the beginning of your career as an assassin, and all the helplessness and sadness that accompanied you as you grew up, I am glad you were lively and cheerful since you were young, otherwise this would not be something you could bear at this age , even though you are naughty and always like to tease others, I know that this is actually a way you want to bring happiness to others. On the contrary, I watched you grow up and found that you are actually not at all. Unhappy, mischievous and mischievous may just be used to cover up the pain in your heart, so now I want you to face yourself, everyone has their own fragile side, you don’t need to pretend to be strong in front of me, if you want to vent , don’t hold back, there is no one else here, no matter if you want to cry or make a fuss, no one will know, and I will treat it as if I didn’t see it, don’t push yourself too hard, you are just a child.”

Jing Tong thought that she had concealed everything very well, but today Nangong Zilong made it clear. Jing Tong knew that even though she did watch her grow, she did not understand herself so clearly. The possibility is that these words were spoken by someone through Nangong Zilong's mouth, and that person Jing Tong knew after thinking about it, is there anyone in the world who understands her better than An Zhifei?

"Senior Sister Zilong...why...why did you tell me...this early in the morning." Jing Tong's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were covered with mist at some point. If she blinked at this moment, the cool crystal clear It will drip down, but Jing Tong still tried her best to hold back.

Nangong Zilong knew that Jing Tong didn't want to face her at the moment, and she wouldn't force it, but said worriedly: "Xiao Jing, cry if you want to, if you want to be alone, I'll go and avoid it now."

"Senior Sister Zilong, no need." Jing Tong turned around, the mist in her eyes had dried up, but she could still see the clues in her red eyes, "I have nothing to hide, I have always been like this, you don't have to worry about me What, on the contrary, what you said seems...is there someone who is inconvenient to come forward, so I want to trouble you, so sensational so early in the morning?"

Now, it's Nangong Zilong's turn to avoid Jing Tong's eyes, "Even so, I won't do anything useless. Let's get back to the topic and talk about the martial arts you will face in the future."

Seeing Nangong Zilong's reaction like this, Jing Tong confirmed her guess even more.

"This martial art was created by me in recent years. It has never been used in the Jianghu. Let's call it Bagua Bashi for the time being. It will be inconvenient for you to use the Moon Chasing Sword in the future, so this time I will pass on the martial arts to you. I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to use it. to develop it.”

Jing Tong has been placed with high expectations since she was a child. This kind of invisible pressure is not well understood by outsiders, and she has no way to vent it, but she is used to it. It doesn't matter, as long as the people around her feel at ease.

"Gossip and Eight Styles?"

"You must think the name is too ordinary. This time I will give it to you. You can choose a more suitable name in the future."

"Sometimes simplicity is a good thing."

Nangong Zilong smiled and said: "This set of martial arts is a collection of the strengths of the various sects. After repeated study and epiphany, I finally let me study these eight styles. These eight styles are ever-changing. As long as they are used properly, they can be dismantled. The martial arts of all the sects in the world."

"Senior Sister Zilong's comprehension has never been worse than mine, I just ask for advice humbly." Jing Tong smiled lightly, the small dimples on her face were very charming, as if she could feel a little bit of warmth even in the cold ice.

Nangong Zilong was infected by Jing Tong's warm smile, and began to understand that she was no longer the little demon king she used to be. Some things became more and more hidden as she grew up. When you want to unravel them, you will only Found it, I don't know where to start

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Nangong Zilong calmed down before continuing, "The most important thing in this set of martial arts is eyesight, hand strength, and foot strength. Eyesight means sharp eyesight and quick hands, while hand strength is divided into hard and soft strength. The strong are yang, and you need to be strong. As for the strength of the feet, it is as if nothing is falling on the feet. When you practice the hand-eye coordination, the hands are both firm and soft, and the feet are flying like flying, then you can better use this gossip. Jing, you don't need to start practicing from such basic skills, so we will start right away from today, by memorizing the formulas first."

"Well, I understand, what exactly is the Eight Diagrams and Eight Styles?" Jing Tong asked curiously.

Nangong Zilong smiled lightly, "Because it was created by me, I didn't record it down, so now it can only be passed down by word of mouth, you have to remember it carefully."

"Yes, I know." Jing Tong looked like a good student, which made Nangong Zilong smile.

"Okay, gossip and eight moves, as the name suggests, each move has eight moves, eight eight 64, a total of 64 moves."

Jing Tong nodded heavily.

Nangong Zilong began to say, "The first form, a pillar supports the sky to stabilize the country, the tiger holds its head in a heroic posture, holds the mountains and rivers with one hand, and pushes away the facing cliff with both hands..."

"Wait, wait! You Zhu... You Ya... so much?" Jing Tong was a little dazed when she heard the formula.

Nangong Zilong glanced at Liu Mei, "As I said, there are eight moves in one style, and each move has a sentence."

Jing Tong bulged her cheeks, and murmured: "Eight or eight 64 strokes, that's 64 sentences, and the sentences are so long, Senior Sister Zilong, it's not like you don't know, what I hate most is reading."

Although Nangong Zilong was in pain, but this time was not that time, she insisted: "If you don't want to memorize, you have to memorize it. How can you practice if you don't memorize the formula? Come on, listen, don't interrupt me, the first form! Yizhuqing Heaven decides the country, the tiger holds his head in his arms to show his heroic posture, he holds the mountains and rivers with one hand, pushes away the facing cliff with both hands, jumps to find acupoints to avoid the limelight, turns around and flies his feet to the sky, his body is loose, easy to tighten, his body is straight, and he needs fine boxing skills Standing, the second form! The second hand pushes through the thousand layers of waves... The third form! Three shakes the iron pillar to secure the overall situation... The fourth form! The four sea winds clap the thunder... The fifth form! Form! The six gods have the master's supernatural powers... The seventh form! Seven captures, seven vertical movements, and seven steps... The eighth form! Gossip walks like a dragon... Okay, Xiaojing! Eight moves and 64 moves, how many sentences have you memorized? ?”

Hearing Nangong Zilong's yell, Jing Tong immediately retracted her long-lost eyes, and said in a daze, "Remember everything!"

"Really?! Recite it and listen."

"one two three four five six seven eight!"

The author has something to say: this chapter should be called when the inspiration comes, haha, write it fast.

I didn’t check it, so I have to worry about mistakes and omissions~~