Chapter 117

He turned his mouth towards the night and looked at the sandbag. Indeed, Fengche is right, these things must be persistent to have effect, but now she has no other way to improve smoothly!

"I can't help it. I don't have the ability to take a big tree away with a wave of my sleeve. Otherwise, you can teach me some tricks to defend myself tomorrow?"

In fact, Xiang Wan didn't have much hope. Ancient Kung Fu seems so mysterious. I'm afraid he can't learn the essence with one or two moves.

But after listening to Feng Che, he said with a smile, "you come with me."

Xiangwan immediately laughed, took his cape and wrapped his upper body. He followed him out, and asked, "what are you going to teach me? I'm going to learn a lot! It's better to subdue the master with one move! "

Feng Che raises eyebrow slightly, cast light a vision: "you when the superior is all waste?"

Er

Well, it's really unlikely that this wish will come true.

"What did you teach me? What else can you learn in one night? "

In the face of the chatter, Feng Che didn't say anything, just directly led her to his bedroom.

Toward the evening, he lies in the house and looks at Feng Che. This evening, Feng Che brings her to his bedroom. What do you mean?

Don't you want to

Cough... Seeing Feng Che approaching the house, he came out a moment later with a wooden sword in his hand. Xiang Wan knew that he was amorous and looked shocked. He stared at the wooden sword in his hand and asked, "where did this come from? Well done

Feng Che smile, no answer, just way, "this is a good non wood, light texture, suitable for women, but also easy to carry."

He picked up the wooden sword in the evening. It was very light indeed. She danced casually for two times and found that it was very easy to use. She immediately said, "so you want me to take this into the Palace tomorrow?"

Feng Che nodded, "don't wear weapons in the palace. It's made of wood. You can take it when you enter the palace."

As soon as he said this, he subconsciously thought of what happened to Feng Yuqiang that day, and immediately hooked his lips with a smile, "not bad, I like it!"

Feng Che hooked her lips, then went forward and walked behind her. He held out his hand behind her and said, "the sword does not lie in how sharp it is, but in the unity of human and sword. Most people who make swords only use swords as tools to kill people. Instead of making good swords, they are easily controlled by swords. You don't have any martial arts, but you are more flexible. In this way, you don't have to worry that your body will be driven by the sword. "

Feng Che said here, holding her sword hand in one hand, holding her other hand, slowly dancing moves, "the sword moves with people, people move with heart, the sword can become a part of the body, out of heart."

He then said, "in addition, we have to ask the breath to keep up, come on, now move, inhale at the same time... Try to relax the body... Stop and exhale..."

In the moonlight, the two figures, purple and white, are intertwined. They are like two winged birds flying together. The light light is shining on them. The elegant eyebrows of men and the smiling eyebrows of women make people intoxicated.

Later, with Feng Che's words, she slowly closed her eyes and let her sword dance as she wanted. In Feng Che's "splitting and stabbing", she was able to put her moves in and out freely. She brought a set of sword techniques to dance. With Feng Che's "breaking", she suddenly opened her eyes and pointed the wooden sword at the pear tree. She came back to find out, The hard trunk of the tree was cut three points by a wooden sword with no blade.

Feng Che slowly put down his hand and said with a smile, "now you dance by yourself, remember to adjust your mind, don't think about killing people, just think about sword dancing."

Look at him in the evening and smile, "look at me!"

It has to be said that her ability of understanding is good, and her skill is flexible. A set of swordsmanship makes her look decent.

Feng Che is looking at in the side, the eyebrow is always the appearance of light smile.

There is only one last move left in Xiangwan's sword technique. When he turns his head, he sees the smile on Fengche's face. When he finally recruits his hand, he suddenly lifts the sword, advances quickly and stabs Fengche directly.

Feng Che's head deviates and avoids her sword. He turns around and stabs at his heart.

Feng Che smiles faintly, and his body rotates behind her. When he misses her body, he grabs one of her wrists, and at the same time, he pulls it hard. When he rushes towards him, he reaches out his hand to support her waist. When he stabilizes her body, he points his hand to the wooden sword body in her hand. When he feels numb in the wrist, the wooden sword goes away.

Seeing the wooden sword falling to the ground, Xiangwan was very unconvinced. He raised the sword and glared at Fengche. "Put away your true Qi and internal power, let's have a fair competition!"

Feng Che light picked to pick eyebrow, looking at her, "is exasperated become angry?"

"That's what makes you angry!" Your family are all angry and angry. This move is fierce, and you go straight to Fengche's face. Fengche looks at her holding the sword, and her figure disappears. When she looks back, she finds that he is behind him, gnashing his teeth, and secretly clasping a silver needle in his hand. When she flies away again, the silver needle comes out, Shoot directly at the acupoint on his shoulder!

Feng Che chuckles. As soon as he dodges, he clasps the silver needle with his hand. At the same time, he starts to attack his face like the wind. Xiang Wanyan can't avoid it, so he comes back with a handful of powder and sprinkles it directly on his face.

Feng Che in time to avoid, Feng Mou tired of her, pick eyebrow way, "this also have to go to hand?"

"As long as I can beat you, anything will do!" As soon as Xiang Wan picks up his eyebrows, he comes again with his sword. Feng Che quickly staggers his figure and takes his sword to chop the purple gold crown on his head. It seems that he really wants to win or lose with him.

Feng Che suddenly doesn't move.

Xiang Wan didn't intend to stop this sword, so he didn't spare any effort. However, he didn't expect that he would suddenly stop. It was as if he was waiting for her to stab her with a sword. Suddenly, he was surprised and wanted to recover his strength, but it was too late.

"Feng Che!" He exclaimed in the evening, his face changed greatly.

Seeing that the wooden sword is about to split on his head, at the critical moment, she is about to take back the sword. When she would rather be injured, she suddenly feels that a force is attacking her. It's like gravity. She has no time to move more. The wooden sword in her hand has already flew away. At the same time, the whole person pounces on Fengche.

Did not expect the pain, Feng Che holding her, along with her momentum, the two bodies in the hospital back a few steps, then the body together to the ground in the grass rolling, he is under the body, she is on the body. But it was only a moment, and it became Xiangye under him, and he was on him.

The eyebrows that are close at hand are so clear that every eyelash is light. Fengche looks at the face that is still in shock at night, smiling. She reaches out her hand and knocks on her forehead and says: "I see if you dare to be bold next time!"

Xiang Wan felt pain on his forehead. He held out his hand and pressed his forehead. He glared at him discontentedly and said, "look, you bully me a weak woman every day because of your great skills and martial arts. What do you mean? Can't you let me, my lord? "

Feng Che picked to pick eyebrow, saw her one eye, should way, "good, come again."

Then he got up from Xiangwan and pulled her to stand still. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the wooden sword flew back into his hand

He handed the wooden sword to Xiang Wan and said, "I just gave you a chance. It's you who are deceived. I won't let you this time."

"No, no!"

Hum coldly to the night, playing tricks, right? Is he sure she can't play him?

Then try it!

The two figures are inseparable in the courtyard. It's more suitable to practice together than sword.

Half an hour later, Xiang Xiang felt that she had made the sword very easy, and even scraped the corner of Feng Che's clothes several times, which was a great progress for her. Of course, the premise of these is that Fengche is to let her!

After sweating profusely, Xiang Wan simply solved his cloak and threw it aside. He stared at Feng Che and said, "watch it! This move, I will take you

In addition to a few pear trees, there is a plum forest in the courtyard, which is a very small one. However, if someone bumps into it, he will certainly be hurt! In particular, the soil over there is soft. It rained just yesterday, and the land over there is not dry enough. It must slip.

Xiangye sees this, and estimates that after she leads Fengche to that area, she directly uses all her strength to stab it. Fengche naturally wants to avoid it, but when Fengche avoids it, her feet step on the soft ground and slip deliberately, and the whole person rushes directly to Meilin.

The Feng Che reaction comes over, the person one Shan, already arrive toward the body of the evening, embrace her waist of at the same time, but suddenly feel waist up a tight, immediately then hear the voice of the evening snicker way, "you lose!"

Feng Che lowered his head and saw that the wooden sword in her hand was against his waist. It was clear that he had been planning for a long time!

The Feng Che eyelid son smoked to smoke, the green is superior to the blue but is superior to the blue, really is her ability.

"Well, I lost."

He stepped back and let go. Xiang Wan then turned his head to look at him and said, "if you lose, let it go. The third prince is too insincere!"

Feng Che raises a lip Cape, the Mou is dyeing thin smile to see her: "Oh, that you want what sincerity?"

To the evening hook lip a smile, step forward, lean forward the body, point to own face way: "kiss!"

Feng Che looked at her for a moment, but didn't move. He suddenly became angry in the evening: "can't you kiss her? Then you can't afford to lose... "

Words did not finish, but suddenly a case, is Feng Che forward a step, a shallow kiss fell on her forehead, successfully stopped her next words.

"It's late. I'll take you back to rest."

A kiss, it is his light voice with a bit of spring's softness.

Xiang Ye opened his eyes and looked at him. He clenched the wooden sword in his hand and said with a smile, "OK, listen to you!"