Beside the rockery, Murong Ye is holding a long sword. His sharp blade refracts a little cold light in the sun. It's bright and shining. The sharp sword moves and sharp sword spirit are daunting!

After many days of training in the military camp, his face was still white and clean, without any sunburn. There was a strong determination and determination between his eyebrows, which made people secretly surprised.

When I turn my wrist, my sword points to the rockery, and I hear the sound of "bang", a large part of the solid rockery is cut off, and in an instant, the rocks are flying and the dust is flying

Murong Ye stands in the smoke and dust, and cleanly draws his sword back to the scabbard. His eyes twinkle with calmness and tenacity that he has never had before!

"Son of Ouyang, how about my swordsmanship?" Murong Ye steps out of the smoke and dust, and looks at Ouyang Shaochen with his eyes shining. He asks for advice with an open mind.

"The moves are very skillful, and the movements of the sword are also very standard. However, your sword moves are not fast enough and your strength is not big enough. You have only learned 50% of this sword technique, and the remaining 50% still need to be refined..."

Ouyang Shaochen's expression is light and soft, and his swordsmanship is also fractal and soul. Now Murong Ye has only learned the shape of swordsmanship, but not the soul of swordsmanship!

Murong ye said with a good smile, "when will I learn the whole set of sword techniques?"

"When your swordsmanship is fast, hard and accurate, it will be like this..." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly. The sword in Murong Ye's hand came to his hand in a moment. With a gentle wave, a sharp sword spirit swept across the high rockery. Suddenly, a thin and long fracture mark appeared on the high rockery. The rockery trembled slightly and collapsed, revealing a smooth incision as smooth as a mirror

Murong Ye's eyes widened in surprise. It's fierce and fierce. This is the real sword skill! His eyes twinkled to Ouyang Shaochen. His eyes were full of admiration: "son of the world, how do you do it?"

"Concentrate your energy and combine the internal power with the sword, you can do it..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly. Suddenly, he remembered Murong ye had just practiced martial arts. Even if he understood his meaning, he didn't know how to do it: "Xunfeng, teach him..."

"Yes Xun Feng appears out of thin air, takes the sword and goes to Murong ye

Murong Ye's eyes brighten. Xun Feng is Ouyang Shaochen's Secret guard. His martial arts must be very good. If he guides himself, his swordsmanship will certainly advance by leaps and bounds

Murong Xue raises eyebrows. Xun Feng is a secret guard. His sword moves are mainly used to kill people. They are crisp and suitable for Murong Ye. After all, when he enters the military camp, he may go to the battlefield. His sharp sword moves can protect himself and hurt the enemy from thousands of people

"It's late. Let's go and have breakfast." Qing Yue sound in the ear, is Ouyang Shaochen walked to her in front of.

Murong Xue blinked: "call my brother together!"

"Judging from his high spirited appearance, he must have eaten too early..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, holding Murong Snow's waist, slowly and leisurely forward.

"But now it's just now (7:00-9:00 a.m.), he runs all the way back from the barracks. It's impossible to have breakfast..." Murong Xue's eyes are dim.

"Now he is full of his heart on fencing. Even if you ask him to eat, he may not listen to him. Let him learn swordsmanship first. If he is hungry, he will certainly order people to arrange meals..." Ouyang Shaochen said softly, holding Murong Xue into the falling snow Pavilion: he didn't want another man on the table of him and Xueer. Even if that man was Murong ye, he didn't like

Murong Jian stood in a hidden corner, looking at Xun Feng, who explained swordsmanship carefully, and then looked at Murong ye, who was listening attentively. There was a faint cold and dark light at the bottom of his eyes, and quietly walked to the gentle garden

in the gentle garden, Murong rouzheng was covered with brocade quilt, sleeping on the bed, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale and bloodless The rise of a room, but vaguely, but also can smell if there is no smell of blood.

Du sat in front of the bed, holding a warm wet cotton handkerchief, gently wiping Murong Rou's pale face, full of pity, silent sigh.

"Mother The anxious call sounded, Murong Jian came in in in a hurry, with a little dignified twinkling at the bottom of his eyes, and looking at the servant girls in the room, Mammy was eager to speak.

Du's hand waved back the servant girls. The mothers looked at him faintly: "what's the matter?"

Murong Jian looked gloomy and said: "rouer and Xu Wen have an affair. They have wild seeds and set fire to kill song Tianwen. Everyone scolds rouer for not being a woman and being shameless..."

Of course, everyone knows about song Tianwen's stealing the outer room and giving birth to a child. However, rouer's murder of her husband is too shocking. By contrast, what song Tianwen committed is only a minor mistake. When people in the capital think of his present situation, they all shake their heads and sigh with sympathy

"I knew it would be like this!" Du said in a low voice and slapped it on the table. Rouer burned the outer room, gave birth to a son, and burned song Tianwen. Of course, Wu'an Marquis would not give up: "do you know how the wound of song Tianwen is?"

"His life was saved. However, he was severely burned and became a eunuch again. The situation is not very optimistic..." Murong Jian shakes his head and sighs silently.Du looked at Murong Rou's lifeless little face and sighed heavily: "rouer was seriously injured by song Tianwen, and the child has also run away. According to the doctor's diagnosis, her uterus has been punctured, and she can no longer be pregnant. If she did not stab song Tianwen into a eunuch, the relationship between them would be almost even..."

However, rouer's ruthlessness destroyed song Tianwen's lifeblood, making him unable to have any more children. Song Tianwen was a Marquis of Wu'an, and had no children to inherit his family property. After he was cut off, rouer and Wu'an Marquis's house became more and more hostile. As rouer's mother and elder brother, they would naturally keep on with Wu'an Marquis

"What should we do now?" Du looked at murongjian in a dazed way: she was a member of the inner house, and she was old enough to deal with the affairs of the house. She just wanted to intervene in the affairs outside, but she couldn't do it.

Song Tianwen was seriously injured, and Wu'an Marquis's house did not need to pay attention to them for the time being. When song Tianwen got better, he would immediately turn the spearhead.

Song Tianwen has become a eunuch. He must be very resentful of rouer, and he also hates them. When he wakes up, he will attack them mercilessly

How can he be slaughtered by others!

Murong Jian slightly narrowed his eyes, low way: "want to deal with him, there is only one way!"

"What can I do?" Du Shi looked at him with expectation.

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