Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

A few people sat and talked for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Xinbao was very proactive, chewed the candy with a click, then licked his mouth, and went out to practice.

A few people were idle and bored anyway, so they also went out to watch.

Now Xinbao walks much faster than before, but to Yan Shenjue, there is no difference. He still walks backwards with his hands behind his back, and it seems that he has eyes behind him. Bao seems to be chasing him all the way, full of energy.

Seeing it in his eyes, Shen Zhuoli pursed his lips.

He wanted to worship Mr. Yuan as his teacher, but Mr. Yuan treated him with no pretense.

He wanted to learn the dragon-slaying knife technique, but Second Master Shen said he was not fit and refused to accept him, but he turned around and accepted Brother Tang San.

He prides himself on being capable of both civil and military skills, but the weak and small Yan Shenjue in front of him seems to be hiding something, far superior to him.

Shen Zhuoli thought for a while, and suddenly said softly: "Uncle Yuan, shall I take you to the martial arts field? At this moment, Uncle Tang San is probably practicing swords there."

"Don't, don't," Brother Yuan said, "I don't think it's appropriate to have a family of saber techniques."

Shen Zhuoli smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I still can't remember the names of several uncles in the Tang family!"

Before Big Brother Yuan could speak, Huo Yuntao laughed and said, "They are 'prosperous, wise and courageous', so easy to remember, don't you remember that?"

Shen Zhuoli choked.

Brother Yuan was a little helpless.

The kid obviously wanted to ask Yan Shenjue, so he had to turn several turns first.

He changed the topic casually, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Tang San can beat Tang University now."

Shen Zhuoli said in surprise: "Uncle Tang also knows martial arts?"

Brother Yuan was stunned: "Yes?"

Shen Zhuoli lowered his eyes.

He thought Big Brother Tang was not good at martial arts! He clearly said that he was a farmer! !

Aren't they all country people? Why are all of them so powerful? ? Not to mention Yunwen Yunwu, Yan Shenjue even pays attention to matching the embroidery on the clothes! !

So, when they first met, they must have secretly laughed at him for his mannerisms, right?

No wonder Mr. Yuan didn't want to talk to him. He didn't know what the Tang family said to him when they went back. In his eyes, he was probably a clown! !

Shen Zhuoli's ears turned red, and the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became.

The heart treasure over there has been practiced for hours, Yan Shenjue just said "Okay", Shen Zhuoli suddenly jumped up a few steps, and said: "Uncle Yan also uses a sword?"

Yan Chenjue was slightly startled, he took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from Xinbao's face, and said, "Yes."

Shen Zhuoli drew out the long sword from behind: "I also use the sword, and I want to learn from Uncle Yan!"

He attacked directly.

Yan Chenjue gently raised his hand, and pushed the unrecovered Nai Tuanzi into Brother Yuan's arms, while raising his hand to parry.

Brother Yuan hurriedly picked up Xinbao, and looked at the scene speechlessly.

The kid's mentality was obviously broken, but he didn't seem to say anything? ?

He thought about it for a long time, as if he only said that Brother Tang knows martial arts? This has something to do with him? ?

Shen Zhuoli's swordsmanship is good, but it's only good. Yan Shenjue didn't draw his sword, but just parried, but the more he did this, the more ashamed and angry Shen Zhuoli became. Gradually, his swordsmanship didn't look like a sparring, but rather like fighting for his life.

Xinbao couldn't see clearly at all, and said anxiously: "Wife! Wife!"

"It's okay." Brother Yuan patted her on the back: "Xinbao is not afraid, he is not your wife's opponent, you can't hurt him."

Hearing this, Shen Zhuoli gritted his teeth, and the attack was like a storm.

If it were a kind person, he might draw out his sword, pretend to be fair, and appease him, but Yan Chenjue is not a smooth-faced character, and he doesn't care about his emotions at all, and still fights casually.

In Xinbao's eyes, it was just a mess of silver shadows. Her fairy wife looked indifferent, her sleeves were fluttering, she was advancing and retreating, swaying easily, and the tail of the Xiaoyao scarf was swirled by the sword wind from time to time. How beautiful it is , how beautiful it is.

Xinbao said happily: "My wife is so pretty!!"

Yan Chen couldn't help smiling at her.

It looks better! ! The iceberg is melting, the clouds are breaking and the moon is rising, it looks like a fairy! !

Far away, I suddenly heard someone shouting "Hello!"

Second Master Shen and Old Master Yuan came over, Second Master Shen kept applauding as he walked, turned his head and confessed to Old Master Yuan, then drew the knife from behind Huo Yuntao, grabbed Shen Zhuoli, threw him behind him, and said with a smile : "I have also tried a few tricks!"

Grandpa Yuan and Brother Yuan frowned at the same time.

But Yan Chenjue took a step back, cupped his fists to show respect, then drew the Kongde Sword from his waist, and attacked.

It was only after getting started with this pair that there was a feeling of "comparison", Huo Yuntao was beaming with excitement and couldn't stop applauding.

The Yuan family father and son frowned, unable to hide their worry.

But this kind of battle, in the eyes of experts, is brilliant, but in the eyes of Tuanzi, it is a mess.

Xinbao's eyes were almost dazzled, so he simply turned around and rubbed his eyes with both hands.

Swords flicked, lights and shadows flickered, Yan Chenjue's movements were extremely calm, at such a young age, he looked like a master...but there were fine beads of sweat slowly dripping from his jade-white forehead, the clothes on his vest , also already wet with sweat.

But even so, his expression was still completely calm.

Second Master Shen suddenly paused, and said in astonishment: "Ai Mo sword technique??"

He seemed to be hesitating whether to fight again, but the sword was handed in front of him, so he could only continue to receive the move, while muttering: "Impossible!! How is this possible?"

Xinbao turned his head involuntarily and glanced at the field, but he still couldn't see anything clearly.

She asked Big Brother Yuan: "What is the Ai Mo sword technique?"

Brother Yuan shook his head, but did not speak.

Xinbao was in a hurry for some reason, and tried her best to look at the field for a while.

Shen Zhuoli was also very surprised.

At that time, when his head was hot, he rushed up, and after being thrown back by Shen Erye, his mind gradually cleared up, and when he was panicked and afraid...he heard the name again.

He murmured: "Aimo swordsmanship?"

Xinbao struggled from Brother Yuan's arms to the ground, grabbed Shen Zhuoli's hand and took a few steps away, avoiding the sword wind over there, and asked, "What is the Ai Mo sword technique?"

Shen Zhuoli looked complicated.

But he was only a teenager, and he wanted to discuss it.

He said, "Have you ever heard of 'There is nothing greater than death in the heart'?"

Xinbao was stunned for a moment, nodded sharply, and Shen Zhuoli said: "It is said that this sword technique is very powerful, but the person who created this sword technique has a miserable life experience. He witnessed his whole family being wiped out when he was young. Marrying a wife and having a son, who knew that the son was quietly stolen, and after being brought up, he came back and killed his biological mother and brothers and sisters... Then this senior, in despair, created this sword technique, named it the Ai Mo sword technique... ..."

Xinbao listened blankly.

Shen Zhuoli continued: "Because this swordsmanship is the only swordsmanship in the world that can cultivate the sword light. It is very powerful, so some people wanted to learn it later, but they couldn't learn it because they didn't have the mood. Later, there was another person who practiced swordsmanship. To the point of insanity, killing his wife and son, he actually practiced it well, so this sword technique is also known as the sword of killing his wife and proving the Tao. In the following hundred years, many people followed suit, but no one practiced it after that."

He paused for a moment, very puzzled: "Uncle Yan, isn't he only ten years old? No matter what he has experienced, how could his state of mind reach the 'heart-dead' state of mind, and how could he practice the Ai Mo Sword??"

Xinbao's eyes were wide open, and her small body trembled slightly.

She felt that this short sentence "no matter what he has experienced" seemed to contain too many bloody and terrifying things, which made her afraid to listen or think about it.