"Lotte and?"

Traceless feels a little inexplicable. He felt as if he had heard of the name, but where he heard it, he had no impression at all.

Luo Jianchen saw the confused look of traceless and asked, "what was the name of your sword just now“ Traceless shanran said, "the elder's swordsmanship is excellent. Why are you interested in my unsophisticated swordsmanship?"

"Unsophisticated sword technique? Who told you? "

"If I hadn't been merciful just now, I'm afraid I can't do three moves under my master!"

Luo Jianchen sneered and said, "you boy have a great tone. The first-class sword skills in the world are not in your eyes!"

"As like as two peas," he said with a grin, "this is exactly the same as Fang's fat. He also said that this training ass sword is the first sword in the world."

Before saying a word, Luo Jianchen showed an angry look in his eyes and said sternly, "what did you say just now? "Donkey training sword?"

Seeing his sudden anger, Wuji was stunned and said in a voice: "it's not that the younger generation wants to be abrupt. This sword technique is really called donkey training sword technique..."

"Fart! If Lotte and are still alive, won't you be angry to death? "

Traceless was stunned again and said, "who are Lotte and? Why was he so angry? "

Luo Jianchen didn't answer. He left the bamboo branch in his hand, calmed down a little, and said proudly, "do you think my sword technique is better than yours?"

"That's nature. It's not just brilliant, but many brilliant."

Luo Jianchen suddenly looked up and "ha ha" laughed. He looked up and said, "yes, that's why I'm the first sword in the world. I'm a well deserved sword God!"

Wuji was shocked and said, "you... Are you the sword God?"

Luo Jianchen heard the speech, looked at him and asked, "why, have you heard my name?"

Traceless shook his head in amazement and said, "I haven't heard of the elder's name. But since you say so, I think you must be the first sword in the world and a well deserved sword God! "

Luo Jianchen's eyes suddenly turned sharp again, looked at traceless, and said word by word: "boy, it's no use flattering you. You'd better find a way to leave quickly, otherwise, when I'm in a bad mood, I'll kill you!"

Traceless smiled softly and said, "I'm telling the truth, not flattering."

Luo Jianchen stopped talking, just gave him a cold look, suddenly turned back and flew away. His body swayed slightly in the bamboo and disappeared.

Traceless looked at his disappearing figure and was stunned for a while.

The sword technique used by Luo Jianchen just now is really brilliant. The accuracy, speed and stability of the sword are beyond his ability.

This does not mean that his donkey training sword technique is not as good as his sword technique, because he knows that the same donkey training sword technique, if it is exerted by Gong sunqi, is another power.

Sword God, that should be a famous figure in the Jianghu, but I haven't heard anyone mention it at all. And Lotte and, who is he? It seems that Luo Jianchen is very familiar with this man. His sword technique is clearly taught by Gong sunqi. What does it have to do with Luo Taihe?

For several days, Wuji would practice donkey sword training by the lake, while Luo Jianchen would watch from a distance, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head. In the eyes, sometimes sharp, sometimes nervous, sometimes happy, sometimes cold tunnel.

After looking for a way out for several days, traceless has calmed down. He knows that if he wants to leave here, he can't do it without Luo Jianchen's help.

So he simply stayed at ease, fished in the pool every day, and sent one to Luo Jianchen after baking. Since they used bamboo branches to replace swords that day, he began to say nothing again. But he didn't respect the roast fish sent by Wuji.

When he saw Luo Jianchen bathing under the waterfall, he felt a deep chill.

However, Luo Jianchen seemed to be used to the cold waterfall water. He rubbed every inch of himself in the water carefully. Looking at his expression, he seemed to enjoy it very much.

No trace looked at it from a distance, and his teeth couldn't help fighting. But when Luo Jianchen finished washing, he also took off his clothes and bit his teeth and rushed under the waterfall.

At that moment, he almost flew away immediately. But he saw Luo Jianchen looking at him from a distance. He seemed to see the ridicule from the corners of his mouth, so he had to bite his teeth and insist.

Then he rubbed his hands on his body. After drinking tea, he intuitively felt the heat rising in his body. Instead of feeling cold, he felt very comfortable.

He thought of the red dragon spring in the blue water palace. The water of the red dragon spring was hot. As soon as he entered, he almost escaped. But later, after getting used to it, he felt that soaking in it was a kind of enjoyment.

Now, the cold water poured on him, so that he found the feeling of "big cook".

Luo Jianchen looked away for a moment and turned away.

I scrubbed my whole body without trace. It's really comfortable.

Time passed quickly, a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the traceless hair had become messy.

That day, he saw Luo Jianchen come to the pool, holding a very sharp stone polished by him, and repaired his hair and beard.

Traceless realized that he had lived in this valley for a long time. Why did he keep that handsome and elegant? It turned out that he had such a good habit.

So he also came to the pool, looked at the reflection in the water, reached out and grabbed his disheveled long hair, and looked at Luo Jianchen opposite.

Luo Jianchen gave him an indifferent look, and suddenly his wrist shook, and the stone flew to no trace. Strangely, the speed of the stone flying looked very slow, traceless, reached out and said, "thank you, elder."

Luo Jianchen got up and left without saying a word. Facing the water without trace, he repaired his disheveled hair, which immediately showed a lot of spirit.

On this day, he went to deliver roast fish to Luo Jianchen as usual. However, he stood outside the bamboo house and shouted three times. There was no response in the house.

He wondered and thought that Luo Jianchen had gone out and was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a sad cry in the room.

The howl was as shrill as the last desperate cry of a wounded beast. Traceless was so frightened that he almost lost the grilled fish in his hand.

He looked suspiciously at the closed door of the bamboo house. When he saw the howl, everything returned to silence. This silence made him even more frightened.

"Senior... Senior... Are you okay?"

He shouted cautiously, both suspicious and worried.

But there was no movement in the bamboo house. He walked slowly to the only door of the bamboo house. Just in front of the door, there was another desperate howl, which made him no longer hesitate to push the door open.

What came into view was Luo Jianchen sitting on the bamboo bed. His eyes were red, his face twisted, his whole body trembled, his hands held flat, especially trembling.

Obviously, Luo Jianchen was extremely difficult at this time.

No trace. I don't know why he became like this. He didn't dare to approach easily. He just asked softly, "senior, senior, are you okay?"

Luo Jianchen's red eyes suddenly stared at him, his face twisted badly, and gritted his teeth and said, "get out!..."

No trace saw his appearance. It was really sad and even more miserable. Although he was afraid, he couldn't bear to leave. So he murmured, "senior, can I help you?"

Luo Jianchen squeezed out two words from his teeth: "no!"

Traceless's clear and bright eyes began to turn. He remembered the method Luo Jianchen used last time to introduce real Qi and suppress the uncontrollable heat in his body.

Then he put the grilled fish in his hand on the bamboo table, jumped on the bamboo bed, crossed his legs and sat behind Luo Jianchen. The genuine Qi in the Dantian ran, slowly poured his arms and instilled it into his body.

In the Tea Making Kung Fu, Luo Jianchen no longer trembled violently. His hands were folded on his knees. His breathing was gradually stable and his eyes were slightly closed. He soon entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

Traceless helps him exercise for a small week, withdraws his palms and jumps off the bamboo bed.

Looking at Luo Jianchen's steady breathing and gradually recovering his ruddy face, he slowly withdrew from the bamboo house and closed the door. He stood in front of the stone table, meditating for a long time, thinking about why Luo Jianchen did so.

He slowly came to the pond, ate another roasted fish and watched the bamboo forest from time to time.

Now it's late winter, the sky is not covered with snowflakes, and the valley is getting colder and colder. Fortunately, the deep valley is surrounded by high mountains, so there is little wind.

In the evening, he returned to the cave. In the cave, he picked up branches, leaves and bamboo branches and paved them into a "nest". In addition, the temperature in the cave was much higher than that outside, so he felt comfortable drilling into this "nest".

Every night, he would meditate for an hour before falling asleep.

The next morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, he suddenly found another person in the cave. Although the light in the cave was dim, he had long been used to the darkness, so he saw him as soon as he opened his eyes.

He was naturally Luo Jianchen. At this time, he looked at traceless calmly. Although his eyes were still so fierce, they were no longer so cold.

"Master Luo, you... Why are you here? Are you all right? "

Traceless suddenly stood up, scratched his head and asked.

"I'm fine, thank you."

A few plain words, like a wisp of spring breeze. Traceless smiled softly and said, "the elder also saved me, so..."

"I volunteered to save you, and during this period of time, you grilled me fish every day, which is already clear. You helped me yesterday. I can't owe you. Don't you want to go out? I'll tell you how to leave now. "

Luo Jianchen's tone was no longer so fierce, so cold, but plain.

Wuji was overjoyed at the speech and said, "really?"

Luo Jianchen nodded slowly, his traceless eyes suddenly darkened, and suddenly shook his head gently.