Chapter 256

As soon as Chen min'er stepped into the yard, he saw a sword light and sword shadow. Mu Heng in white jumped up and was as light as a swallow. The long sword in his hand instantly danced countless sword flowers. In the court shocked by the sword Qi, a gorgeous flower branch of Xifu Begonia trembled, but no flower leaves fell. When he landed, he took the sword back to his arm, and the whole action was done at one go, like wind and snow, very natural and unrestrained.

Chen min'er couldn't help exclaiming that Mu Heng's sword dance was so good and Mu Heng was so handsome.

"You're here, just in time, offering flowers to Buddha." Mu Heng smiled and sent the long sword forward.

Chen min'er was surprised and couldn't close his mouth. He saw several Begonia flowers arranged neatly on the sword. This... This swordsmanship is amazing. It's shocking.

Mu Heng was very satisfied with the effect of playing handsome this time. He bluffed her.

Gao Lang looked at the sky silently. Didn't adults always despise this trick? It's said that the sword is used to kill people. It's fastidious, accurate and cruel. It's not used to play handsome.

Zhongda lowered his head silently and felt that the sword can also be used to please women. Adults are worthy of being adults. Great moves!

"How did you do this? It's amazing." Chen min'er felt unimaginable, so he shuddered a few times, and the flowers fell on the sword, which was more powerful than the nine needle technique.

Mu Heng pretended to be indifferent. In fact, he was very proud.

"Nothing. It's just a small skill. I haven't practiced my sword for a long time. Some are skilled." Mu Heng said modestly.

insignificant skill? Chen min'er is speechless. Is this also called a small skill? If he shows his true skills, he can't scare people to death.

"By the way, I heard you won the nine needle competition. I haven't congratulated you yet!" Mu Heng put away the flowers on the sword, handed the sword casually, and Gao Lang hurried forward to take it.

Chen min'er smiled: "it's only nine stitches."

Mu Heng hasn't seen her for many days. He found that she has lost a lot more than when he saw her last time. She is already thin. Now she looks thinner. It seems that a gust of wind can blow her away. Mu Heng is vaguely distressed. It must be hard to prepare for the competition.

"Is the wound on her hand cured?" Mu Heng pulled her hand to check.

Chen min'er blushed in embarrassment and wanted to take his hand back, but he held it tightly and failed.

Her hands were cool, soft and boneless, and people couldn't put them down. I really wanted to hold them all the time. Mu Heng spread out her palm, but he saw a reddish scar in the palm. He gently rubbed the scar with his finger belly and said with pity: "will it still hurt now?"

Did she win nine stitches with this injured hand? After hearing that the competition was over, she was out of strength and fainted. Hua Shaotang said it was light at that time, but he was worried that he couldn't go to see her. He had to worry at home.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Chen min'er's voice is like a fine mosquito. His fingertips rub her palm. It's itchy. I'm not used to this feeling.

"Let go, there are still people watching!" Chen miner said embarrassed.

Mu Heng smiled and said, "where is anyone?"

Chen min'er looked around, eh? What about Gao Lang and Zhong Da? They were just here... It's so funny!

The next moment, Mu Heng felt a slight force in his hand. She bumped into his arms and was surrounded by his strong arms. The masculine smell of men surrounded her. Chen min'er's mind was buzzing and blank for a moment.

"Girl, be careful in the future. Don't hurt yourself again, because I will be distressed..."

The low dumb voice, with deep pity and love, seemed to sigh in her ear. Chen min'er's already confused brain was completely confused into a paste.