Arknights, are you a good person?

Seeing that Chen was a little unsteady when serving the tea, with water stains splashing on the floor, Madam Wen Yue took the teacup without making a sound.

Then, she steadied Chen's shoulders and asked earnestly:

"Xiao Chen, do you think you, as a bystander, were more shocked, or he, as an eyewitness, was more shocked?"

She pointed at Wei Yanwu, who was flying through countless sword qi and whose cloak was cut into pieces by the guided sword qi. Before Chen could express his guess, Madam Wen Yue spoke again:

"It must be Old Wei. As an eyewitness, he has never encountered such a Chixiao sword technique, but he did not lose his composure. Instead, he found it very interesting. There are age factors involved, but also an innate mentality."

Madam Wen Yue looked at Chen calmly.

Rational analysis, right?

Chen stopped talking, looked at the battle situation on the field, and nodded thoughtfully: "Aunt, my thinking has entered a misunderstanding. If Qi Yuan has done something, then he has done it. Repeatedly asking why is a manifestation of impotence and rage."

For example, at this moment, what Chen should do most is to observe and learn more carefully and gain his own insights from it.

Instead of sitting in the room, shouting "It's impossible", biting the tip of the tail frantically, and repeatedly questioning whether you are dreaming.

"I was weak."

Chen nodded, moved closer, and continued to watch the grand spectacle through the glass on the beech door.

In this brief moment, the sounds of swords and gunfire disappeared. Qi Yuan looked as if he had finished his work. He looked at the Yinglong in his hand that was emitting flames, and nodded with satisfaction.

Is this the limit?

Would firing in this posture consume extra energy? - Just as Chen was lost in thought, the sliding door in front of her suddenly opened, and a hand gently pushed her back.

Caught off guard, Chen staggered forward a few steps and looked back in surprise.

"What's the point of peeking all the time?"

Madam Wen Yue was still so serious, and there was no sign of her doing anything bad: "Let's have a good exchange and exchange ideas..."

"You guys need to get along well."

Madam Wen Yue winked at her for the first time and then slammed the door shut.

"Aunt?!"

Chen smelled betrayal.

She immediately tried to get into the room, but unfortunately failed. The door that Madam Wen Yue closed was tightly closed, and Chen's rich experience in breaking doors that she had accumulated in the Guards Bureau was of no use at this moment.

Chen was sweating profusely.

"..."

Finally, Chen turned around helplessly, wagging his tail stiffly, and greeted the two people on the field.

"Hello, Qi Yuan."

"And Governor Wei, hello to you too."

He looked very upset.

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Qi Yuan was quite surprised by Chen's sudden appearance, but when he saw Chen calling Wei Yanwu's position in a distant and stubborn manner, he felt it was somewhat expected.

The relationship between these two has always been strained.

Qi Yuan folded up Yinglong and put it away, saying apologetically: "Today's ammunition has been used up, and the test results are satisfactory."

Facts have proved that Yinglong can be blessed by skills. After the blessing, the bullets fired from the gun also carry the sword intent of cutting, and do not lose the tracking effect.

The only drawback is that the original electromagnetic paralysis effect of the gun bullet has been blocked, and it seems that the term has been changed from [Paralysis] to [Cut].

It's a pity.

"Young people have moderation, right?"

Wei Yanwu shook his head, took off his tattered cloak and threw it aside: "I have seen your ingenuity. Xiao Chen is here too, why not come and see how she practices? Although her ideas are not clear, she is diligent, and the charm of the Chixiao swordsmanship has always been authentic."

But hardworking, right?

Upon hearing this, Chen's tail immediately whipped the flower bed like a whip.

She couldn't bear to hear this.

However, after taking a look at Yinglong in Qi Yuan's hand, she suddenly had a doubt - why did Qi Yuan come up with this trick, using a gun instead of a sword to release the sword intent?

It turns out that he hasn't reached the stage of [Tear Edge], where the sword energy can leave the body?

Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but soon realized that this was natural, Qi Yuan had only been practicing sword for more than a month!

The one who feels lucky is the biggest clown.

Chen's right hand gently touched her waist, hesitated for half a second, and chose Chi Xiao.

This is very dangerous behavior.

Her control over Chi Xiao was not that strong yet, and it would backfire on her if she was not careful, but perhaps it was her competitive spirit that was at work, and the red light came out of its sheath half an inch, slashing towards the sky with an unstoppable momentum.

The blood-red blade light rushed upwards for dozens of meters before dissipating.

“It was a good performance.”

Chen breathed a sigh of relief and put Chi Xiao back into the sheath at his waist.

"This is the Tearful Edge move of abandoning what needs to be abandoned. Perhaps when you realize the limitations of these little tricks, you will be able to understand this state of mind."

Qi Yuan shook his head and reached for his waist.

The sword flashed.

The same deep red knife light shot straight into the air, one after another. Qi Yuan looked at the light in the sky, moving his hands like a master ramen chef.

The knife flashed quickly and well, and each stroke was a perfect arc.

"The Tear Front move should be abandoned when necessary."

"Concession."

Wei Yanwu: “…”

He glanced at the side room where Madam Wen Yue was, walked to Qi Yuan with a constipated look on his face, and deliberately turned his back to the side room.

Wei Yanwu whispered, "You could have stopped showing off."

"what?"

Qi Yuan was a little confused.

204: The Ghost Rider with a flaming motorcycle, right?

For a moment, Qi Yuan didn't understand what Wei Yanwu meant.

Until Madam Wen Yue slowly walked out of the side room, clasped her hands in front of her and said, "My husband, does this mean that we have reached a dead end and must correct it?"

The love between the man and the woman is deep and lasting.

"No, Qi Yuan did not go astray. On the contrary, he was moving forward rapidly on the right path, a speed that even surprised me."

Wei Yanwu shook his head repeatedly: "But, I just discovered this."

"It was a misjudgment before, so it doesn't count."

He looked very guilty.

Qi Yuan nodded, probably understanding Lao Wei's routine.

It turns out to be acting.

Old Wei wanted to kill two birds with one stone. On the one hand, he could excuse Wei Yanwu for not being able to practice it. On the other hand, he really wanted to persuade Qi Yuan to focus on the practice of the Scarlet Sky Sword Technique itself, and even acted as a Chinese teacher to explain the true meaning of "everything is a sword".

After all, from Lao Wei's perspective, Qi Yuan resolutely chose to practice boxing between Zhongyue Fist and Chixiao Sword.

This made him, a sword-fighting teacher, feel very insecure.

This shouldn't be repaid well?

Qi Yuan walked into the scene of the harmonious couple's exchange: "Mr. Wei is also very thoughtful. Men always care about their reputation and don't want to admit that they are not good enough in front of their wives."

He looked at Wei Yanwu meaningfully.

"You can't do it?" Madam Wen Yue was stunned when she heard this, "Is this true?"

She hadn't thought of that.

Even after so many years, in her eyes, Lao Wei is still that high-spirited and reckless young man.

[My talent for swordsmanship is the best among my brothers and sisters. There is no swordsmanship in the world that he cannot learn] - the young man often made such a promise.

Now the consequences have come, many years late.

"Of course it's not true." Wei Yanwu took a puff of cigarette and said calmly, "Qi Yuan, please don't slander me. I just need some time and more demonstrations."

"I know that Mr. Wei is a man of great talent and a true swordsmanship genius."

Qi Yuan stood in awe and clapped his hands:

"If you need anything, just let me know. I'll definitely help you out."

"..."

Wei Yanwu looked at Qi Yuan meaningfully.

Soft knives, all soft knives.

The key point is that his wife seems to be very happy, and the fact that his wife would be happy to hear people praising her husband makes Wei Yanwu feel a little happy.

My mood is complicated now, very complicated.

"My test is over. No matter what happens next, I will help you." Qi Yuan had a pure look on his face, filled with a sincere desire to repay his gratitude.

“It’s best to start now.”

"..."

"Ok."

Old Wei felt like he was being roasted on the fire by Qi Yuan, but when he saw Chunliang's expression, he couldn't find any fault with him.

Maybe... he really just wanted to help out?

Wei Yanwu thought so.

He didn't expect that he would regret it so quickly.

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Bang~

After the three of them left for a while, Chen was awakened by a sudden noise and jumped up as if from a dream.

"Ok?"

"Why am I the only one left?"

She looked around and looked down, and found that Chi Xiao and the scabbard had fallen to the ground together, and the noise woke her up.

You have to pick it up quickly and don't dirty the sword.

Chen immediately bent down to pick up the sword, but her body froze completely. She felt as if the Chixiao Sword in her hand weighed a thousand pounds. She tried very hard, but she couldn't lift it.

On the contrary, she was pulled to the ground by Chi Xiao's weight.

"..."

After sitting on the ground, Chen Ye did not rush to get up.

Where you fall, there you sit down.

"Only a month has passed!?"

Now she couldn't think of anything except doubting her life.

Chen had forgotten all the life philosophies that Madam Wen Yue had taught him just now. What a joke! What does it mean that you should stop asking why something has happened?

Even if I rack my brains, I still can't figure it out!

Chen rubbed his head and finally stood up.