The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 342 Story
At night, some parts of Ying City are dark and quiet, while some parts are more lively than during the day, with crowds of people and countless rare things.

A street is illuminated by large lanterns hanging from the left and right, reflecting colors that are completely different from the sunshine. Nan Xiaoru is holding a small bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in her hand, cruising in the crowd, happy like a bird that has not been out of the cage for a long time was released in general.

Xiang Yang followed Nan Xiaoru in a plain shirt with a blank expression on his face. If it weren't for what Nan Xiaoru said during the day, he wouldn't waste his precious time shopping with women.

It turned out that during the day, Nan Xiaoru poked Xiang Yang's back with his finger, and said faintly, as long as you make me happy, so what if I have passed on all the martial arts of my Nan family's whale breath to you?Even if we don't have the fate to be husband and wife in the future, just a few days, just a few days, that's enough.

This sentence made Xiang Yang both surprised and happy. What surprised me was that this woman seemed to have no hope for their marriage, but just begged me to accompany her to have fun for a few days, to visit Yingcheng together, like ordinary young lovers, I don’t know if Find out what's going on.

The joy is that if he can make her happy, he may pass on the martial arts of Liang Xiao's lineage, which is extremely powerful in his eyes. Compared with others who may not be able to pass on the martial arts by kneeling three times and knocking nine times, his situation is already much better.

It's just that in the final analysis, his actions are tantamount to being bought by others, which is neither good to say nor good to hear, so his expression is gloomy all the way, which is quite unsatisfactory.

But she didn't know that this appearance of hers just followed Nan Xiaoru's heart, reminding her that a long time ago, there was such a person who accompanied her quite unhappy.

"Hey, idiot Xiang, come here and choose a hosta for me, which one of these looks better?"

Xiang Yang was summoned by Nan Xiaoru, and in desperation turned his attention to the neatly arranged ornaments on the booth, and finally picked out a spiral jade hairpin with a round head according to his own wishes, and said,

"Xiuyu raises people, this hairpin is simple and introverted, it suits you quite well, so choose this one."

It's just that he didn't know that these words made Nan Xiaoru's heart suddenly sour. Seeing Xiang Yang's appearance, he was a little bit dispirited.

Xiang Yang didn't know what he had done wrong, thought for a while, left Yin Liang and took the jade hairpin and hung it far behind Nan Xiaoru, and the two turned into long winds on the bustling night street, ran all the way, and finally came to a place On the three-story tea house.

"Xiang Jian, do you want to hear my story? I thought you were him at first, but just now you chose Yuzan for me, let me know that you are two different people after all, I can no longer deceive myself."

Nan Xiaoru was stepping on the eaves, her long skirt was swaying under the moonlight, her skin was more than snow, and she was floating like a fairy. If she didn't know her, no one would have thought that such a beautiful woman would be a lustful person who was despised by the world.

Xiang Yang squeezed the jade hairpin with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back. He glanced at Nan Xiaoru, and suddenly felt a little soft in his heart. It wasn't love, it wasn't liking, it was just a pity for this woman, what kind of thing could make such an outstanding woman Down to this day?
Yes, in the eyes of Xiang Yang, Nan Xiaoru, who is so proficient in martial arts, is absolutely outstanding. In the eyes of a martial artist, the first standard to measure a person is always force.

"Tell me, I want to hear it too. I always feel that people are complicated. There is no pure evil or pure good. I am very interested in your story."

Xiang Yang sat on the eaves with a smile, put away the jade hairpin, put his hands behind his head, his face was parallel to the sky, looked at the star-sparse night sky and the brighter full moon, his heart was surprisingly peaceful.

"Thank you.

I am the daughter of Nan Tianyue in Hongyue City. Since I was born, I have been doted on by my father and the famous families in the city.

When I was a little older, my father taught me martial arts, which is the martial arts of the Whale Breathing Kungfu that you are looking forward to, because I have good aptitude, good understanding, and I can practice quickly.

But the older I get, the less time my father has to accompany me. He has to deal with the affairs of the city and fight with many forces including Yingcheng. I gradually rush to emptiness, because this kind of life is not what I want.

Until that day, when my father brought back a young man to be my teacher, everything changed, and I became lively again from emptiness.

I still remember that when the flowers were flying in June, I was in the back garden of the mansion, and with just one glance, I knew that I couldn't help falling in love with that person..."

Nan Xiaoru sat next to Xiang Yang with her knees in her arms, and narrated the past between herself and that man. She experienced it personally and was full of emotions, bringing Xiang Yang into a sweet love story.

Walking under the moon, kissing in the sea of ​​flowers, holding an umbrella in the drizzle, etc., everything is so beautiful, but this world is not a fairy tale after all, and fantasy is no match for reality.

Nan Tianyue can't accept that her daughter has a private life with a teacher he found. He has ambitions, and there is no essential difference between him and Xiang Wuque. His daughter should marry a man who is well-matched or even more powerful for her own hegemony. Make a contribution, instead of choosing a mortal who has abandoned himself like a shoe.

Then tragedy happened, the man left, and never appeared in Nan Xiaoru's life again, she had no way of knowing whether he was alive, dead, or changed his mind.

Nan Xiaoru, who failed in her first love, has since been like a walking dead, wandering among all kinds of men, and has become a famous courtesan.

This is revenge, the daughter's revenge on her father, because such a daughter is no longer pure and pure, but whoever has the ambition of a man will marry such a woman?

Nan Tianyue was angry and roared before, but so what?This is his daughter, the only daughter, she cannot be killed, nor is she willing to beat her, so she can only let her go.

Until now, when Nan Xiaoru saw Xiang Yang, she recalled that day, the feeling at that moment, knowing that she fell in love with a man again.

It's just sad that this kind of love is not pure, because she always unknowingly substitutes Xiang Yang into that man's figure, and she can't tell whether she loves Xiang Yang or that man, or whether Xiang Yang is just a shadow .

After listening, Xiang Yang can only say that he is very moved. Simple love and pure love always have to experience twists and turns.

But Nan Xiaoru was too extreme, to punish her father in such a way, to take revenge on herself, but she didn't know that it would only hurt both sides, because if that man hadn't died, how heartbroken would it be to hear Nan Xiaoru became like this.

"I think, I'm really in love with you, but because of that man, I can't love you wholeheartedly, will you blame me?"

Xiang Yang was speechless. He was very moved, but it didn't mean that he would fall in love with this woman after just one story.

"Uh, probably not. Your story is very touching, and I understand it."

Xiang Yang said that it involved the relationship between the two. He didn't want to be an emotional liar, so he could only keep silent.
"Forget it, I'm much happier after telling the story. Just listen to me in detail. The Whale's Breathing Technique is created by simulating the singing of a giant deep-sea whale. It is divided into thirteen sections..."

Nan Xiaoru smiled, sighed, and slowly explained the key to the Whale's Breathing Technique.

(End of this chapter)