I'm going to be steady first in Zongwu

Chapter 171 170. Ma'am, stop pretending!

"Sleepy, sleepy."

"Let's be here today."

Holding a wooden branch, Feng Qingyang did a set of broken sword pose and a set of broken rope pose, and then stopped.

He yawned and threw the wooden branch aside.

Jiang Ji was startled, and looked at the casual Feng Qingyang. Does this mean that if you don't practice, you won't practice?
"Senior, don't drink anymore?"

Seeing that Feng Qingyang turned to leave, Jiang Ji hurriedly asked.

Feng Qingyang waved his hands and said, "No more, no more."

Isn't it too simple for Santanjiu to deceive his sword skills?

"You should go down the mountain earlier."

"Let's talk about drinking some other day." After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the cave.

Jiang Ji watched Feng Qingyang enter the cave, raised his head, looked at the bright white moon, and sighed helplessly.

It took him three jars of good wine to learn two tricks from Feng Qingyang, whether Jiang Ji was at a loss or not.

Anyway, I just feel uncomfortable all over.

She was very much like a widow who had been aroused by yu. She hadn't had enough fun yet, but the man told her that she had lost interest and would come back another day.

What's the matter?

What about playing with him?
Jiang Ji looked at the remaining wine jars, simply picked up the jars, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Snapped!"

Throwing the wine jar to the ground casually, the wine jar burst.

Jiang Ji turned over lightly from the stone, his eyes became sharper, his footsteps lightly stepped on the ground, and a wave of energy spread from Jiang Ji's feet to the surroundings.

The branch thrown aside by Feng Qingyang bounced off the ground, Jiang Ji stretched out his hand and grabbed one end.

"Shh!"

In time, he used the two moves of breaking the sword and breaking the rope that Feng Qingyang had just taught.

In Jiang Ji's mind, he took Songfeng swordsmanship as his training object.

In his mind, Jiang Ji stood in front of another self.

But seeing "myself" strike with the Songfeng swordsmanship, Jiang Ji sensed many flaws in the swordsmanship.

If there is a move, there will be a break.

He raised his hand and drew out his sword, counterattacking in a broken sword style.

After twenty moves, Jiang Ji flew "his" sword away.

Jiang Ji withdrew his sword.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The swordsmanship of Dugu Nine Swords is far more subtle than the Songfeng swordsmanship, and it specializes in cracking the swordsmanship of all sects and sects in the world.

In his eyes, as long as it is a sword technique, there is a move, and if there is a move, the broken sword style can be broken.

Of course, if he meets a real master swordsman, the opponent's swordsmanship is superior to his own, such as Zhang Sanfeng, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuuxue and others, Jiang Ji can barely fight against them by relying on the breaking sword style. But it depends on the situation if you want to win.

For example, your internal strength is equal to them, or they are injured.Thinking of this, Jiang Ji became more and more eager to improve his internal strength.

However, the plunder value he has saved is only more than 2, and Jiang Ji has not thought of how to find the remaining 3 plunder value.

Sighed.

The further you get to the back, the more and more plunder you need.

If he wanted to equalize his internal strength with those of Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang, Jiang Ji didn't know that it would take years of the monkey.

Jiang Ji went down the Cliff of Thoughts.

Anyway, Feng Qingyang was right there, so he couldn't run away.

Jiang Ji didn't believe that he still couldn't learn Dugu Nine Swords completely because of his stalking.

At the entrance of the cave, Feng Qingyang kept looking at Jiang Ji.

With amazement in his eyes, this boy is indeed very talented.

Just by watching, he learned the Dugu Nine Swords.

Given time, he might not become a master of the generation.

……

Go down to the Huashan School.

Jiang Ji came to Yue Lingshan's room.

The mountain road was pitch black, and Jiang Ji didn't bother to go down the mountain, so he might just spend the night in Yue Lingshan's room tonight.

Otherwise, it will be a lot of trouble.

enter the room.Listen to the sound of long breathing on the bed.

Thinking about it, he was already asleep.

Jiang Ji walked over.

Hearing the sound of the door, in the darkness, the figure on the bed opened his eyes in a daze. Lingshan came back from the latrine?
I didn't care.

Jiang Ji took off his clothes and went to bed.

Getting under the blanket, he grabbed "Yue Lingshan" who was under the blanket with one hand.

Ning Zhong suddenly opened his eyes.

This hand, this feeling, is not Lingshan, but a man!

Could it be a flower picker? !

"kinky…"

Ning Zhong was startled, struggled, and wanted to make a move.

"Lingshan, it's me."

Seeing "Yue Lingshan" woke up, Jiang Ji leaned his head over, sniffed the smell of "Yue Lingshan" lightly, bit her delicate earlobe and said softly.

Ning Zhong was startled, his body stiffened.

Could it be him? !

How could he appear in Lingshan's room?
But seeing that "Yue Lingshan" in his arms did not speak, Jiang Ji was puzzled, and slowly raised his big hand, and said softly, "Lingshan, are you complaining that I left the room without telling you?"

what? !

Ning Zhong's heart was like a turbulent sea. Could it be that he had been hiding in Lingshan's room the whole time.

Then think of Lingshan's strangeness this afternoon.She is too courageous, how can she hide a man in her boudoir.

Jiang Ji felt strange.
Being attacked suddenly, Ning Zhong's pupils trembled.

he…!
"Silver thief!"

"Let go of me!" Ning Zhong couldn't help yelling angrily, he was Lingshan's mother.

How could he? !
If it wasn't for being trapped in his arms, how could Ning Zhong suffer such humiliation.

Jiang Ji was taken aback, it wasn't Yue Lingshan.

Who is she then?

Could it be... Ning Zhongze? !

Where did Yue Lingshan go?
Jiang Ji's eyes widened.

Sure enough, after drinking, his brain slowed down.

Ning Zhong is struggling, silver thief!

He already knew that he was not Lingshan, so what if he didn't do it on purpose?
"cough!"

Jiang Ji coughed and asked knowingly, "Who are you?"

"Why are you in Lingshan's room?"

"Where did Lingshan go?"

When he knew that the person on the bed was not Yue Lingshan but Ning Zhongze, Jiang Ji originally planned to pretend to be a flower picker, but then he thought that he had exposed his relationship with Yue Lingshan just now. You can feel something is wrong.

Simply, Jiang Ji had a showdown.

"You let me go first."

Ning Zhong took a deep breath and said calmly.

"No, you answer my question first." If you let her go, I'm afraid there will be some troubles.

Holding her by myself, on the contrary, can make her fight against the mouse, without a chance to make a move.

"Lingshan has gone to the hut."

"I'm Lingshan's cousin...cousin." Ning Zhong thought for a while, and couldn't reveal his identity.

"You let me go, I don't need to call someone."

If it is spread by him, the reputation of himself and Huashan will be ruined.

Jiang Ji chuckled in his heart, cousin?
"No."

Jiang Ji said, "I can't trust you."

"If you call someone, I won't be able to run away then."

"Then what do you want?" Ning Zhong asked calmly.

While looking for an opportunity to struggle with his hands, Ning Zhongze tried to touch Jiang Ji's acupuncture points with his fingers.

With a sigh of relief, he was about to struggle out.

But found that he hugged too tightly.

Ning Zhong frowned.

Suddenly, a gust of hot air blew gently behind her ears, along with her neck, and Ning Zhong felt goosebumps.

"What are you doing?!" Ning Zhong said.

Surprised in my heart, how could it be possible, I had tapped his acupuncture points just now.

"I'm Lingshan's cousin."

"If only the spirit"

Smelling Ning Zhongze's scent, to be honest, her smell is much more attractive than Yue Lingshan's.

After drinking, Jiang Ji smiled in his heart, bit Ning Zhongze's earlobe, and said with a smile, "Ma'am, stop pretending."

"Where is there any cousin?"

"It's just self-deception."

Ning Zhongze's pupils shook!
(End of this chapter)