The black-bellied master and apprentice: Master, the apprentice is here to grab the relative

Chapter 93
更新时间2013-11-0214:25:34。0
Lin Yizhu looked at her aggrieved back, sat lonely at the table without saying a word, felt pain in his heart, and didn't know what to do.

It's not because she's angry that she doesn't drink his porridge, he will get tired of drinking it for a long time, he also knows, remembering the first time he came to Wu Zinuo's room with porridge, when Wu Zinuo saw that he, a young master, was really himself Boiled a bowl of porridge for her to drink, she was so moved that she couldn't speak, and immediately sat down and drank the porridge with great interest!It can be seen from this that it is not that she dislikes his porridge, but that she complains about this bowl of porridge every day.

Although he coerced and lured Ouyang Xin into writing this prescription just to make her healthy, he would inevitably feel a little bit puzzled by his kindness, but his anger was really not this...

His face was livid because of a sentence, no, a few words, the few words that Wu Zinuo wanted to prove that he wanted to compete with him...

Because of those few words, he was reminded of the consequences of his breaking up with her - she was like a black butterfly, slowly floating down in front of him, with a smile, similar to a smile of relief.

"A Nuo, in the future, no matter when and where, I will never confront you again!" Lin Yizhu said this seriously with a half-turned body, and turned around without waiting for Wu Zinuo to react. , walked out of the room by himself.

The rest of Wu Zinuo, who heard this, was puzzled over there—her spoon stopped in mid-air, and she was still chewing a mouthful of porridge carefully: What is... which muscle is suddenly wrong? !

Walking along the corridor, Lin Yizhu's head was empty, and he didn't know where to go.

You have to think hard to remember the words Wu Zinuo said just now:
"I'm really well. I've been thinking about my swordsmanship for the past few days. My hands are so itchy. How about some tricks?"

"Really, I can fight with you. I don't know how your sword skills are! Don't you believe me?"

That Lingling voice still lingered in his ears, and the scene on Ziling Mountain jumped into his mind clearly again. He doesn't have to feel guilty anymore, but why is he still feeling guilty?
Wu Zinuo just wanted to compete because of itching, he knew it, but why, why did he react so strongly when he heard that she was going to fight him?

The memory floated back to that day, when Wu Zinuo sneaked out of the room, he just wanted to talk to Ouyang Xin, so he turned around and turned back, but saw that rose-red figure flashing past.

Out of curiosity for a moment, Lin Yizhu followed Wu Zinuo secretly with lightness kung fu, but she didn't expect that when she came to an empty field, she suddenly stopped.

After nodding in satisfaction, she took a few steps back, used the summoning sword technique to summon the precious sword called "Jiao Fengming", and started practicing sword skills on the spot.

Lin Yizhu's first reaction was to stop her, but when he realized that Wu Zinuo really wanted to dance swords, he didn't want to interrupt her anymore, what to interrupt, as long as she likes, anything is fine .

When the rose-red clothes fluently drew beautiful clouds between the sky and the earth, Lin Yizhu couldn't take her eyes off:

Oh my god, I never thought that there is such a wonderful swordsmanship in this world. It is martial arts like dancing, seemingly real and magical. It is almost flawless when used fluently and skillfully. It has the beauty of dancing and the beauty of martial arts.

She is like a lightly feathered butterfly fluttering in the air and on the ground, her broad and gorgeous skirt dances with the wind against her graceful figure, and there are only a few light-colored flowers inserted slightly on her black hair, like splashed ink. Behind him bloomed a large elegant demeanor, flying up and down became the first landscape.

(End of this chapter)