Su Bian Cultivation World

Han Qianling sat down, and the two of them leaned on their backs very familiarly.

Luo Jiujiang raised his head, and lightly knocked the back of Han Qianling's head: "That idiot in class today is a fool, and his mouth is very bad. Don't care about those things. I will tell you about the sound killing in class just now. once?"

"No need." Han Qianling looked overturned at the half roasted chicken in his hand: "I just take what he said as a joke. But you stood up all at once, and I didn't even pull you back." After a pause, There was a little smile in Han Qianling's voice, "Since that person who worships and protects food is great, don't teach me to kill Yin, lest he jump up and bite you again, troublesome."

Luo Jiujiang laughed out loud.The two chatted aimlessly for a while, and Han Qianling suddenly turned around: "Jiujiang, I think of one thing - don't you have roast chicken here? Why did someone tell me to bring you rice just now?" ?”

"I'm standing bored, it doesn't matter whether I eat or not, I just want to talk to you to pass the time." Luo Jiujiang waved his hand, and suddenly realized: "Wait, Luo Qi told you that he wanted you to bring food Come? You only took a peanut to fool me after listening to his message?"

The two looked at each other, and Han Qianling looked back calmly.After a while, Luo Jiujiang waved his hands in anger, and said like chasing flies: "Go away, don't leave me angry."

Han Qianling laughed out loud.His eyes are bright and clear, and the lines of his face are very delicate, so handsome that he is almost beautiful.

He seldom laughed as freely and happily as Luo Jiujiang. Now that he had a laugh, he did not restrain his expression as before. Instead, he stretched out his hand to hook Luo Jiujiang's neck, and said in a low voice: "Jiujiang, I won't I thank you."

Luo Jiujiang, a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining, certainly wouldn't be able to bear a hungry meal.He just wanted to find an excuse to let Han Qianling come over, so as to see how the other party was in spirit, and if he took that stupid sentence in class to heart.

He cared about himself, and Han Qianling was like a mirror in his heart.

The intention was broken, Luo Jiujiang just smiled: "I don't understand what you are talking about, get out of here. Have you practiced your swordsmanship today? How dare you waste time with me if you haven't practiced?"

Han Qianling didn't say anything else, just took out the flat medicine box from his bosom, put it in Luo Jiujiang's palm, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned and left.

The medicine box faintly emitted a unique aura, and Luo Jiujiang knew what was inside before holding it in his hand.From the time Luo Jiujiang was punished to stand until Han Qianling came over, it was less than a moment.Of course, Han Qianling couldn't pick this medicinal herb in such a short period of time, so he naturally picked this spiritual herb before hearing Luo Qi's message.

The two people's minds coincided with each other again, Luo Jiujiang raised his eyebrows, and blew a proud whistle.

Han Qianling's back gradually faded away, Luo Jiujiang stretched, and simply lay down on the ground.

It stands to reason that he didn't even finish half of the time he was punished.However, Luo Jiujiang felt that what he did was right.Looking back on what happened in class just now, he thought that he had nothing to reflect on, let alone being punished respectfully.

In many respects, Luo Jiujiang has almost strict requirements on himself.But in the same way, when it comes to "rules", Luo Jiujiang is quite flexible and tense.

As soon as he turned his head to the side, his eyebrows frowned.The next moment, a carp from Luo Jiujiang stood up and said, "Why are you here, sir?"

The shadow of the tree he saw from the corner of his eye was clearly wrong, as if a wheelchair had grown from the trunk, who else could it be if it wasn't Luo Cang.Luo Jiujiang was surprised, wondering what he was here for?Could it be that he found out that he lost money by teaching too much in class just now, and then he came to ask himself something to make up for it?

A wheelchair squeaked from behind the big tree not far away, Luo Cang turned the wheelchair and appeared from behind the tree with a sinking face, raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Jiujiang calmly.

Luo Jiujiang was already mentally prepared for the other party to ask him why he was dishonest, punish him by standing, and knock him from the side to wear small shoes.Unexpectedly, Luo Cang opened his mouth with an irrelevant sentence: "Are you a swordsman?"

"Yes." Luo Jiujiang was a little confused about the opponent's way.

"Okay." Luo Cang had no intention of explaining.He nodded, raised his pale and thin hand, and snapped his fingers.

There was a crisp sound from snapping fingers, and as soon as the crisp sound came out, there was a sound of killing and urging, like a spear, piercing Luo Jiujiang's eyebrows.This sound kill is completely different from the half-baked one that Luo Jiujiang played in class just now, and there is really no half of his spare energy wasted on other places.

The attack from the opposite side was fast and ruthless, Luo Jiujiang didn't think about it, and at the moment that Dao Yin Sha pierced through the air, he turned somersault upside down and rolled away from the attack range.

Luo Jiujiang just bounced off the ground with one hand, and before he could stand still, Luo Cang appeared in front of Luo Jiujiang out of thin air together with his wheelchair.With two fingers of his right hand together, he slashed at Luo Jiujiang fiercely, the attack was so fierce that there was a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

This move was too hasty, without giving Luo Jiujiang any time to think.Luo Jiujiang immediately pulled out the black long knife at his waist with his backhand, and parried it towards Luo Cang's fingers.

The black blade collided with the pale fingers, making a sound like gold and iron colliding.Luo Cang's fingers were intact, but Luo Jiujiang felt faint numbness in his arms.When he was trying his best to be on guard, Luo Cang withdrew his hand and wrote lightly, "Very good."

For Luo Cang's inexplicable attack and withdrawal, Luo Jiujiang only felt sick, and didn't think there was anything good about it.It's just that Luo Cang on the opposite side didn't seem to have enough hysteria, and he didn't give up easily, and said: "You don't hesitate to drop the knife on me, you are really brave."

Even though it was a bit out of date, Luo Jiujiang still let out a sneer.

God knows what kind of madness Luo Cang is driving, how could he be so confident that he won't be hacked.

Logically speaking, Luo Cang is a guest at any rate.And as far as Luo Jiujiang knew, the actual status of the other party was not even lower than that of several elders.Even if Luo Jiujiang is the son of the patriarch, it is still a troublesome thing to do to him.A normal person who remembered the identity of the other party would subconsciously hesitate for a moment, and at that moment, Bao Buqi was poked into the forehead by the other party's finger.

However, Luo Jiujiang was born with a contempt for the rules.Just as he hadn't even thought about standing still, he didn't hesitate at all when he swung the knife to meet Luo Cang's finger.

Luo Jiujiang didn't say anything insulting, but the faint provocation and young arrogance were all hidden in his sneer.

Luo Cang didn't move his eyebrows, he just pretended not to see.Luo Jiujiang was very on guard, so the knife hadn't retreated yet.With a flick of his arm, Luo Cang squeezed the pitch-black blade between his index finger and middle finger.

He used it with great force.Even though Luo Jiujiang used all his strength to withdraw the handle of the knife, the blade remained motionless.

After repeatedly suppressing Luo Jiujiang's resistance, Luo Cang turned his gaze back to Luo Jiujiang's face.If there is warmth in the eyes, Luo Cang's gaze must have a kind of chill that makes people stand on end.

"This is a knife that has never suffered setbacks. You are an unpolished jade."

Before Luo Jiujiang could react to this evaluation, Luo Cang said another sentence that made Luo Jiujiang think he had seen a ghost.

"Do you want to learn my Yinsha? Besides, I know a lot of techniques. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Luo Cang's tone of voice when he said this could even be considered gentle by the definition of ordinary people.

"Not interested." The other party's "gentle" voice made Luo Jiujiang shudder in disgust.He flatly refused, "If you are very interested in teaching people, you can go to the street and sell your exercises by weight, why come to me."

"You don't want to." Luo Cang nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, you are very prejudiced against me because of your friend." He thought for a while, and came up with a good idea. "Yes, since you are not willing to learn from me, I will fight until you are willing."

Luo Jiujiang: "..." What a shitty idea!

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A quarter of an hour later, Luo Jiujiang knelt on the ground exhausted.The sweat on his body had already soaked through the heavy shirt, and his palms were wet, and the handle of the knife was almost slippery.And when he moved a little, a dark mark wet with sweat clearly appeared on the soil under his body.

In the short time just now, Luo Cang's stormy offensive almost exhausted all of Luo Jiujiang's energy.What surprised Luo Jiujiang the most was that almost every attack from the opponent aimed at a flaw in his body.

If it weren't for this fight, Luo Jiujiang would have found it hard to believe that his sword skills were like a sieve, with holes everywhere.

Seeing that Luo Jiujiang adjusted his breathing tiredly, Luo Cang did not make another move.What he had just said was threatening, but what he had actually done was closer to teaching than to beating.

Of course, this teaching method is too rough.It made Luo Jiujiang feel hopeless resistance time and time again, and it also made him deeply understand that his knife skills are as weak and poor as paper, almost like a child wielding a bamboo without any rules. Great.

During the whole process, Luo Cang didn't say a word, but used practical actions to belittle Luo Jiujiang to nothing.

If his mind was more delicate and sensitive, it is possible that Luo Jiujiang would never recover from a setback.

Luo Cang gave Luo Jiujiang a stick of incense time to rectify and rest.After a stick of incense, he asked coldly, "Have you changed your mind?"

The figure leaning on the ground with the knife did not move at all, let alone uttered a single syllable in response.Only the sweat-soaked back rises and falls rhythmically, showing a kind of stubborn silence.

This child's talent has been verified by Luo Cang, and he has never experienced any setbacks since he was a child.Perhaps my teachings really hit him too hard...Luo Cang thought about it quietly in his heart.

The next moment, Luo Jiujiang raised his head, his handsome face was covered with a thin layer of thin sweat.Instead of answering Luo Cang's question, he grinned at Luo Cang with a bright and sunny smile, showing no sign of frustration or inferiority.

"I figured it out. It's not that my sword technique has so many flaws, it's just that I'm too slow for you."

Luo Jiujiang compared this fight with his previous fights, and soon discovered the crux of the matter.It's not that he's bad, it's just that he's too slow.Because it is too slow, the connection of any movement is a flaw that can be dealt with and seized.

Hearing the other party's answer, Luo Cang was taken aback for a moment, and slowly put down the half-raised hand just now.

He did it on purpose just now, wanting to hit Luo Jiujiang a little bit, and also wanted him to see the difference between the two of them clearly, and grind the opponent's temper.It's just that he didn't expect that this young man, who had never tasted failure, was not overwhelmed by negative emotions in the first time he faced his first failure, which could even be called a fiasco, and even had the energy to move brain.

Judging from the Dao Yinsha in class, Luo Jiujiang's talent is already good enough, and this intelligence coupled with such a heart is really a rare talent and beauty.

It's fine if it's just good talent and good quality, but such a talent and such a disposition that resembles an old friend...

Luo Cang's eyelashes drooped, and his thoughts changed again.He raised his hand and drew a stream of air. Toluo Jiujiang stood up: "Go and call your friend."

Facing Luo Jiujiang's guarded eyes, Luo Cang said indifferently: "Isn't it because of him that you are fighting against me? You bring him here, and I apologize to him. From now on, you are willing to learn from me."