Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 379 Drunk, Drunk?
Walking down in a circle, the sword array returned to its normal arrangement.

Wu Jiuzi continued to run and jump as he said just now. After all, these swords are constantly changing. As long as Wu Jiuzi is not paying attention, he will step on the wrong one, and the sword array will be triggered immediately...

The direction and formation of these sword formations are different every time they attack, but fortunately, Liuxiang Fengjian has been by his side to give advice in time.

And Wu Jiuzi is extremely smart, he can understand everything, he has a quick reaction, and his movements are quick and nimble.

After practicing like this for more than an hour and running countless laps, she has already mastered countless movements.

Those sword formations that looked menacing could not hurt her anymore.

At some point, Kazama Liuxiang no longer cared about her, but sat alone drinking, one cup after another, with free and easy movements.

He sat casually on the grass under the moonlight, holding a crystal cup with slender fingers like jade. The dark red wine in the cup was shaking slightly. The wind blew his hair, his handsome eyebrows were slightly drawn, and he looked lazy. A touch of fatigue, peerless elegance, sultry and soul-stirring.

Wu Jiuzi's heart moved, and she suddenly moved her eyes away.

He is someone else's future husband no matter what, she can't be tempted anymore, she can only treat him as a master...

She looked at the wine in his glass again, and there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

That is—the wine she made for him when she was on the mountain.

It seems that he still likes this taste...

But at the banquet just now, he had already drank a lot of wine. She glanced coldly at that time and found that there were three jars of mugwort wine.

The mugwort wine is strong and comparable to the modern 52-degree Red Star Erguotou.

If it is an ordinary person, half of the altar is also down.

But he drank three jars, and when he came out of the tavern, she was still a little worried, lest he would fall from the sky with the strength of alcohol.

Unexpectedly, he was always in a stable state, and he didn't feel drunk even after pointing her here for a long time.

She was a little relieved just now, but she didn't expect that he didn't know where to conjure red wine to drink...

Mixing red wine and white wine is easy to get intoxicating, Wu Jiuzi sighed, and decided to fulfill her responsibilities as a disciple so that she would not carry him back when he was drunk.

She jumped off the sword formation, came to him, squatted down, and reached for the cup in his hand: "Master, you can't drink anymore, you will get drunk."

Kazama Liuxiang raised her hand, avoided her hand, and said flatly: "I won't get drunk. You go to practice yours. Don't worry about me. If you lose this time, I will expel you from the teacher's school."

Wu Jiuzi: "..."

I don't know why I feel a little lost in my heart. It turns out that he is more obsessed with her winning the championship than she is.

She wanted to win to prove herself, and also for the once-in-a-century fruit.

Then what is he for?
It doesn't look like he is someone who takes reputation and face very seriously...

Wu Jiuzi went to practice again, practicing over and over again.

Before she knew it, the moon had already set in the west, and she was slowly memorizing that set of exercises, her movements were as free and easy as flowing clouds and flowing water, quite a bit like Lingbo's micro-steps in "Dragon Ba Bu".

She glanced in the direction where Feng Jian Liu Xiang was, and paused slightly. 

(End of this chapter)