To Mr. Wu, these words are like seeing the sun with clearing clouds. All the doubts in the past are answered now.

She was calculating in her heart, but she remained silent on her face and asked, "According to you, the martial arts cannot be changed, and fame is not achieved overnight. How should Huaer do it to surpass Shi Feixuan."

Shen Yuanjing said: "What I said just now is sincerity and hasty, and it is indeed a bit difficult for you. The quick solution is that the next sentence is precious to nature. If you can restore your nature and return to your innocence, with your appearance and limbs, you dare not say that you will definitely like everyone, but compared to "disguising" by Shi Feixuan in "Cihang Sword Classic", it will definitely be attractive."

"Did you praise Wu Er for her good-looking?" Wu Er's eyebrows turned and said angrily: "It turns out that Wu Er wants to see what is inside Wu Er, it's not impossible."

Her voice gradually became lighter, she lowered her head, unconsciously rubbed the ribbon on the hem of her skirt with her hands, and her face turned red, and she shone with the remaining clouds in the sky.

Shen Yuanjing couldn't tell the truth about the false for a moment, and could only sigh in his heart that this woman was born extraordinary, and her every frown, smile, and move could touch people's hearts. If she could really listen to what she said and restore her true nature, she wouldn't know what she looked like.

The sky was still sunny and cloudy, and the two of them walked to the ferry and waited for the passenger ship.

With Shen Yuanjing's skills, it was not difficult to cross the river that was more than a hundred feet wide, but he felt that it might be better if he was not in a hurry to rush the road anyway.

The corpses of the forty or fifty Jianghuai soldiers had been cleaned up by Li Jing, and Bian Bufu was mixed with them and fell into the mud.

The wife said inadvertently: "The husband killed Uncle Bian, but let Brother Li leave like this. Aren't you afraid that the master will come forward and beat him to death with one palm?"

Shen Yuanjing said casually: "If Zhu Yuyan wants to take revenge, she will let her go. I can tell you that Li Jing is not the closest person I am in this life. In addition, I have two disciples, who are called Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. Now they have some reputation, so it is not difficult to find them."

The widow's eyes circulated and she chuckled, "My husband is so relaxed, can you have already had a problem? Then I have to tell the master first, so that she won't fall into your trap."

Shen Yuanjing chuckled and said, "There is no trap. I just feel unfree. I also want to learn from you to destroy the world. The longer I was born, the more bonds I gained, the more difficult it is to do whatever I want, so that my martial arts are stagnant."

Wu Huan looked at him with his head tilted, and then said, "My martial arts is not about the paths of extreme love and sincerity, but still needs to be balanced. The shortest part becomes the biggest obstacle to breakthrough.

I often think about when it is the most perfect, as if I am only focused on myself, without any confusion or fear. If Zhu Yuyan could help me cut off all the bonds, I would have let go and appreciate this state of mind again."

Wu Huan widened his eyes, looked in disbelief, and said, "Langjun, why did you think so? It's so ruthless that Wu Er is a little scared."

Shen Yuanjing said: "What's wrong? If the things I stick to are cut off by others, I have to fall into depravity. Killing all the people I don't like is another way."

Although his tone was plain, Huan still felt cold in his heart. He looked at him for a long time before he said, "Actually you are the real demon!"

...

The old boatman shook the boat and rowed the oars, sending the two men and horses to the other side.

When he arrived at the next market town, Wu Zi left secretly. After a while, he appeared in the restaurant. He circled in front of Shen Yuanjing and said, "Is it good?"

She changed into a light blue skirt and wrapped herself tightly inside. Even when she turned, she refused to reveal a piece of ankle. A black silk ribbon turned around her slender waist and merged into a bow on her lower abdomen.

Looking at the fairy bun with double rings on the top of my head, a wintersweet with no idea where I got the temples, which is plain white and clean. A jade square card on my forehead was hung on the bun through two small bead chains, and it sounded tinkling between swings.

Her eyebrows did not change, but by cleaning up, her whole body became much brighter, as if the sky had taken off its black clothes and revealed the glimmer of dawn.

The diners around were naturally dull, but they were no longer full of stunning or lustful and possessive expressions. She glanced at her, admired her, and even had an old man with kindness in his face.

It seemed that her charm was so weakened that it could not fascinate all living beings, but this scene made her happy. She moved to Shen Yuanjing in a small step and sat down, and asked again: "Is it good?"

Shen Yuanjing turned his head and accidentally caught a glimpse of Wu's shoes on his feet, carefully showing his toes. He looked up again. There seemed to be stars in her eyes, so he nodded and said, "The girl's face is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines on the back."

The stars in Wu's eyes suddenly shone brightly, sat upright, picked up a small bowl in a regular manner, picked up a chopstick and swallowed it, picked up another chopstick dish, and put it shyly into Shen Yuanjing's bowl, like a new wife who had passed by.

Shen Yuanjing didn't know whether she was still using the Demonic Technique or was really trying to release her nature, so she could let her go.

Soon a few days of snow fell, paving the road ahead purely white. The two fell in a deep valley. Seeing that it was still early to Wang Tong's birthday party, Shen Yuanjing stayed here. His martial arts reached the bottleneck of the current bottleneck, and the meditation was far more than leaping.

But Wu Zai worked hard every day, either to cook wild game or to grab some winter fruits from the squirrel cave. From time to time, she went to the town dozens of miles to buy some cooked food. The guys who worked were like a servant and a maid, but she was happy.

The sky had been clear for half a month. Shen Yuanjing saw Wushou sitting unrestrainedly on the big stone, dressed like a peasant woman, pounding wild vegetables one by one, shaking his feet and humming songs gently in his mouth, very happy.

Only now could he be sure that this woman had amazing talent and actually listened to what he said. In her every frown and smile these days, her seductive demonic nature gradually faded away, revealing her natural and innocent side.

Shen Yuanjing also didn't know whether he had saved a woman who had fallen into the sea of ​​suffering or released a more terrifying witch with his own hands. However, this did not prevent him from adding fuel to it.

He stretched out his hand and the demon blade on the chopping board fell into his hand, saying, "Little Woman, we are about to come back to the world. Your martial arts are still a little bit meaningful. When you meet a master, it is difficult to protect yourself. Try my move."

As he said that, he waved his sword and then stopped, and the widow was stunned.

This sword looks ordinary at a high level. There is nothing special about the sword technique, part, timing, power, and speed, but it is precisely this way that it seems terrible. The sword technique, part, timing, power, and speed are each accurate to the extreme. It is a perfect move to calculate everything, so that people can't escape or escape.

Wuya looked up and asked, "What's the name of this trick?"

"Little building listens to the spring rain all night!"
Chapter completed!