Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 64 No.60 Four Disciples

After the three of them finished their meal.

Su He asked Xiao Jingyi to take the Ming clan who could touch things to build some of the new houses of the Ming clan, and Xiao Jingyi went obediently.

Zhou Xuanming and Su He were the only ones left in the cave.

"Yesterday, I taught you new swordsmanship. If you haven't taught it yet, go now."

"Okay." Zhou Xuanming's tone became a little light, his eyebrows overflowing with joy and he followed Su He step by step.

When they came to a meadow, Su He raised his hand and pulled out a long red ribbon from Zhou Xuanming's waist.

"This set of swordsmanship is called Pingwei Luoyan. I will demonstrate it for the teacher first, and pay attention to memorizing sword moves."

When the words fell, Su He was holding a long crimson, and his light-white fingers looked exceptionally white against the dark red hilt.

With a neat start, the long crimson swept across the air, bringing with it the sound of air breaking through the air.

Su He's speed was relatively slow at first, but as her swordsmanship deepened, her sword moves changed faster and faster. She was wearing a plain long dress and holding a long sword. She danced the sword and looked elegant and beautiful.

But Zhou Xuanming could see the sharp and decisive sword move under this grace.

The young man looked at Su He Wujian without blinking.

This wasn't the first time he saw Shizun use a sword, but Shizun was really charming when he used the sword.

Master's sword is extremely fast, not at all sloppy.

Even without the blessing of spiritual power, when the sword qi burst into the air and smeared his face, he could still feel a sharp stinging pain.

After a moment, Su He demonstrated a set of swordsmanship and neatly retracted his sword.

Chang Jiang was attached to the back of his arm and turned to look at Zhou Xuanming: "How, maybe write it down?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuanming's eyes were filled with a burning desire to challenge, and with the vigor and fighting spirit unique to young people, he said in a clear voice, "Try it!"

"Play it again and see."

Su He's lips curled into a satisfied smile, and she admired Xuan Ming's challenging temperament, raised her hand and threw the long crimson to Zhou Xuanming, raised her chin slightly to signal for the other party to take the sword, and her manner was quite unrestrained. gas.

Zhou Xuanming raised his brows when he heard the words, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he caught the long sword with a beautiful leap in the air.

He didn't fall to the ground. After taking the long sword, he stepped on the air and started to move in mid-air. Then he turned and landed neatly, and he started to play the sword.

Xuan Ming's sword has his unique characteristics, and his shot is neat and just with a hint of ruthlessness.

The swordsmanship, which originally tended to be fast and steady, was played by him, but his agility and cunning characteristics were magnified, and he became full of strong personal characteristics.

Su He looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, after a set of swordsmanship dances, Zhou Xuanming retracted his sword and turned around. He looked at Su He with burning eyes, and his dark starry eyes had an expression of anticipation for Su He's evaluation: "How do you feel about Master?"

Su He saw the confidence and joy of the other party and wanted to tease him, so he deliberately said with a straight face: "It's okay."

When the words fell, Zhou Xuanming's eyes were a little surprised at first, and then a trace of loss was visible to the naked eye.

Is his demonstration so bad? Zhou Xuanming has some self-doubt.

Seeing his lost expression, Su He obviously took it seriously, and a brisk and happy laughter suddenly overflowed from his lips: "It's good to make fun of you for the teacher."

When the words fell, Zhou Xuanming's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were full of strangeness, as if he was looking at some rare animal, he leaned over to Su He and looked left and right.

"Master, you... are you actually joking?"

The young man's face was so close that it almost touched the tip of Su He's nose.

Su He disgustedly stretched out his finger and touched the boy's forehead and pushed it away: "Don't get so close."

"It's serious, it's not without problems, there are a few details, let's do it all over again."

Seeing Su He pointed out his shortcomings, Zhou Xuanming, who was still smiling, straightened up and said, "Master, you said."

"The third form, the sixth move, repeat it."

Zhou Xuanming followed Su He's instructions and raised his sword to demonstrate this move again.

Halfway through the demonstration, Su He said, "Stop."

Zhou Xuanming heard the sound, and the whole person stopped in this posture.

Su He walked to Zhou Xuanming's side and raised his hand to correct Zhou Xuanming's wrong move.

Zhou Xuanming followed Su He's words and replayed it, and it really felt a lot smoother.

Su He corrected four places in a row. Zhou Xuanming was seriously correcting his sword moves at first, and he couldn't help but fall on Su He.

There is a faint fragrance on Shizun's body, and the color of his nails is pink.

His eyes fell on Su He's face, and with just one glance, that white porcelain face was filled with light and full of red lips, which instantly captured his mind.

The young man whose mind wandered stared at Su He's lips and his mind was foggy.

Seeing this, Su He frowned slightly, patted Zhou Xuanming's arm lightly, and said solemnly, "Retract your left foot, and turn around."

Zhou Xuanming, who was called back to God by Su He's words, realized that he had made a mistake, and quickly turned his eyes away from Su He, his ears were hot and his hand holding the sword tightened, and his voice was natural after disguise: " If something went wrong, Master will teach it again."

Hearing this, Su He didn't feel anything at all, and patiently taught it again.

After correcting a few mistakes, she looked at the young man in front of her and encouraged, "It's good overall, just pay more attention to these details."

Zhou Xuanming's eyelashes trembled when he heard the words, and he nodded absentmindedly.

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The day goes by quickly.

In the evening, Xiao Jingyi brought the Ming clan back, and after seeing Su He, he returned to the cave to rest.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Xuanming lying on the soft couch, his eyes staring at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhou Xuanming's arms were folded behind his head, looking at the top of the cave, and he kept replaying the images he had spent with Su He today in his mind.

Master's lips are really bright, like cherries soaked in water.

The young man looked at the top of the cave, and he seemed to think a lot and didn't think about anything.

If you think about something, it seems to be the face of the master.

Xiao Jingyi glanced at the person in a daze, and withdrew his gaze, originally not intending to pay attention to Zhou Xuanming.

But until he passed in front of him, the kid was still in a daze and didn't return to his senses.

This made Xiao Jingyi a little curious, as if he was alert in the past, what is he thinking about today.

Thinking about it, he walked up to Zhou Xuanming and kicked the other side's soft couch.

This kick shook the couch softly, and it also made Zhou Xuanming come back to his senses.

Being interrupted in a daze, Zhou Xuanming frowned a little unhappily, lying sideways and looking at Xiao Jingyi: "What are you doing."

Seeing that the other party finally recovered, Xiao Jingyi walked to the stone bed and sat down, his eyes were a bit probing: "What are you thinking about so fascinated?"

Zhou Xuanming heard the words, subconsciously his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his mind flashed across Master's bright lips that made people want to kiss.

After reacting, he quickly cut off the messy thoughts in his mind, glanced at his senior brother, and said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Jingyi smiled when he heard the words: "Xuan Ming, you and I have been brothers for so many years, can't I guess what you think?"

"I like my master, but it's a sin of treason."

(End of this chapter)