The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 31 Send her to bed
"Qin Ye, right? Let's do some gestures."

Looking up, Qin Ye first saw a pair of slender legs, and then he saw the face of the person who came over the hill.

The main storyline time has not yet arrived. Now there are only seven people with superior aptitude in Biyou Village, including Zhao Guizhen, and eight including Qin Ye.

The short-haired woman who came was one of them, Fu Rong.

This woman also prepared the meals for the past two days.

Apparently, he heard from the villagers what happened when Qin Ye and Zhao Guizhen met yesterday, and he came to stand up for them.

It seems that Taoist Zhao has done a good job in the Biyou Village. He is a Taoist priest who is disabled but strong-willed, honest and upright.

I wonder what this woman would think if she knew what Zhao Guizhen did when he was refining the Seven Evils.

Qin Ye didn't want to pay attention to her and turned away.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Rong became even more furious. She clenched her fists and pounded the tree "bang bang bang", shaking off a large number of fallen leaves.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be a coward!"

"Since you cooked, if you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened." Qin Ye said lightly.

"Fu Rong, let's just forget it and stop making trouble." Ding Zihuan pulled Fu Rong's sleeve and tried to dissuade her.

Fu Rong shook off Ding Zihuan's hand. She hated Ding Zihuan the most. He was so weak and always gave up. He was angry with him before they even started fighting. Couldn't he just act like a man and fight with her?
"Don't worry about this or that. Even if you can beat me up today, I will still give you four dishes and a soup tomorrow. I'm just teaching you a lesson. Stop bullying honest people!"

"Fu Rong..."

"Get away!"

Fu Rong pushed Ding Zihuan aside, then jumped back and took out two Chinese kitchen knives from her waist. She stepped forward with one foot, leaned forward and bent her back, crossed the knives and hid them under her armpits, her eyes shining.

"Stand up, or I'll take action!"

Qin Ye stood up slowly, his expression calm:
"If you want to stay in bed."

"Humph, who's lying down?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Rong suddenly swung out the two swords hidden under her armpits.

Swish-

Two sword energies flew out from the sword, hissing through the air, extremely sharp.

Qin Ye's body was elusive and he easily dodged the two sword energies, but the big tree behind him that provided shade was not so lucky and was instantly cut off at the root.

As the big tree collapsed, Qin Ye walked towards Fu Rong.

Seeing the other party coming so arrogantly, Fu Rong's face turned slightly cold. He was taking bean buns as dry food!

He immediately stopped holding back and swung the two kitchen knives horizontally and vertically, each slash accompanied by a sword energy breaking through the air.

For a moment, sword energy was everywhere, like a dense sword net.

When a foreigner releases his Yuan Qi or transforms his own weapon to a certain level, he can also launch attacks similar to sword energy and knife light. For example, Feng Baobao's "Okamoto Zero Zero One" is transformed to an extremely high level. It is not only extremely sharp, but can also extend the slash.

However, that would consume a lot of energy, and the power is not as strong as a direct chop, which is completely not worth the effort. Of course, if you have a sea of ​​energy, that's another matter.
Fu Rong's Qi is not deep, but her sword energy is free of charge. Not only is it powerful, but it is also abundant. People who don't know her would think that her family wholesales sword energy.

Obviously, her method is not simply to stimulate or transform things with Qi, but has a unique method.

There are several sects in the alien world that practice sword energy, such as the Sword Immortal Sect in Kunlun.

Facing the sword energy coming towards him, Qin Ye still appeared calm and composed, and he roamed in the sea of ​​sword energy with the gust of wind.

His movements seemed slow, but they were actually strangely swift. He always managed to dodge the sword energy just when it was about to hit him. In this way, the distance between them kept shortening.

When Fu Rong was about to strike out with her sword again, she realized Qin Ye had already arrived in front of her. Her face changed color, and she raised her sword to strike, but then she felt her wrist as if it were clamped by an iron clamp, and a sharp pain came.

Then there was a "click" sound, and his right arm drooped down instantly, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.

Fu Rong was also tough. She gritted her teeth and said nothing, then raised another knife and stabbed Qin Ye.

But the next second, his left arm suffered the same treatment as his right arm.

But even so, the woman still refused to accept it. She shouted, raised her head and slammed into Qin Ye's face.

Qin Ye did not retreat or give in, and responded with the same action.

Bang!
The two sides collided and Fu Rong fell back on her back. Not only could her sword energy not hurt Qin Ye, but her forehead was also not as hard as Qin Ye's.

Qin Ye then moved closer, raised his big hand, and slapped her to the ground. Then, while Fu Rong was still dizzy, he kicked her out, and she landed right at the feet of Ding Zihuan, who was already very nervous.

"Send her to bed."

After saying this, Qin Ye left without looking back.

Ding Zihuan ignored Qin Ye who was leaving, and hurriedly picked up Fu Rong, whose arms were broken and half of her face was swollen like a pig's head, and then quickly ran towards a place in the village.

In a secluded wooden house in Biyou Village.

An old man reconnected Fu Rong's broken arms, then took out silver needles to reduce the swelling on her face, and finally wrapped it with bandages.

This person is also one of the top talents in Biyou Village, Bi Yuan.

The method is 'Thirteen Ghost Needles'.

"Alright, you'll be fine after a few days of rest. Luckily, the other party held back, otherwise your skills would have been 20% less."

"How do you know he held back? I think he was being very ruthless!" Fu Rong rubbed her still swollen left cheek, her face full of dissatisfaction.

"Haha, think about your fight. Someone who could withstand your sword energy and hit you like this could easily cripple you." Bi Yuan stroked his beard and smiled. "And your arm is only dislocated at the joint. The bone itself is not damaged. The opponent's strength control is very precise."

"And wasn't that young man said to be a swordsman? He didn't draw his sword when he fought you, did he?"

Fu Rong lowered her head and thought about it. It was indeed true. Could it be that she had really wronged him?
She pouted, and although she was still somewhat unconvinced, her disgust towards Qin Ye was somewhat reduced.

Bi Yuan shook his head and warned, "Alright, don't be so unconvinced. Remember, there are always people better than you. There are countless talented people in the world of extraordinary people. Don't be so impulsive in the future. Xiao Ding, send her back."

After coming out of Bi Yuan, the two walked in silence.

Ding Zihuan opened his mouth several times to say something, but swallowed it back in the end. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this guy liked Fu Rong.

In fact, he is not bad looking, but he has a bit of a shy personality. He is an innocent boy who doesn't know the meaning of the saying "Women don't love bad men".

But Fu Rong just doesn't like his innocent nature.

"Zihuan, go back by yourself."

"Ah?" Ding Zihuan was stunned. "What about you?"

"I'll go and make four dishes and a soup." Fu Rong gritted her teeth.

Ding Zihuan looked worried: "But your arm."

"Can't die."

After saying that, Fu Rong no longer paid any attention to Ding Zihuan and walked away quickly.

PS: Dear readers who are decisive and cold-tempered, there is no CP in this world of one person, no CP, no CP!

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