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Chapter 22 Strike

A person with extraordinary talent and good sword skills are not worthy of excessive praise.

Because this is not difficult.

Regarding his daughter Xiao Bei, Tan Qiuyi never worried about the future of the little girl.

Is this son? It may be a bit harsh, but it is not much different. This type of child is the most worrying thing for parents.

I just hope he can be safe all his life, but I am very unwilling to accept it.

The mentality of hoping that your son will become a dragon is complex and bitter.

The scene in front of her surprised her very much.

"Has Xiaonan finally gotten enlightened?"

How can I describe this brother and sister who practiced? It’s like an adult beating a child.

In the past, the little girl bullied her brother clumsy, and she giggled while giggling, very proud.

Moreover, the little girl had no idea of ​​saving face. She tried her best to attack the other party, boasting and boasting, and having a lot of fun.

Now, Xiao Bei basically didn't make a sound, his lips were pursed tightly, and his face was full of seriousness.

Her face turned slightly red, and she had already used all her energy to feed her, and she was spinning around Xiao Nan, and the wind was rising under her feet.

Although the power is not enough, the sword is as dense as a drizzle.

Xiao Nan smiled and reached out to catch an ebony sword, just like an old tree with a scattered root, standing beside the wavy river water, the breeze blew, and the branches and leaves swayed.

There is the gentleness of the wind and the poeticity of the rain.

The ebony sword in his hand did not show the unique sword force of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, and his feet did not move or his body did not shake.

But the black light in my hand also turned into drizzle and was about to sprinkle out. One thorn, one slash, one slash, one slash, one slash, one slash, one slash, and one slash, all of which were easy to use.

It’s like a master who writes ink and freehand landscapes.

"Crack" is like a burst of lamps, or a continuous sound of firecrackers...

The two wooden swords collided and made a crisp and pleasant pounding sound, but the sound was not loud and it sounded like a whole lot.

"Every sword was intercepted, and the back was launched first... The power was used very little, but it was very clever; whether it was sword rhyme or precision, it was much stronger than the little girl."

Tan Qiuyi was stunned.

The action of picking the green seedlings in her hand had already stopped. She stared at Xiao Nan's figure blankly, and there was still tears in the corners of her eyes.

More than ten years ago, the man was so confident, elegant, and passionate. He felt that there was nothing in the world that could not be done in one sword.

"Maybe what Xiaonan said is true. He was just hiding progress in the past and wanted to give his family and school a big surprise."

There was no surprise, and Tan Qiuyi only had joy in her heart.

This son really made her worry. This is the worst era and the best era. The world situation is becoming more and more dangerous. With the promotion of martial arts, the gap between warriors and ordinary people is getting bigger and bigger.

Break the pattern and reshuffle it. No matter how rich or poor you are, everyone has the chance to stand at a high place.

The level of force determines wealth and power.

The strong have everything, the weak have even their lives, and the polarization is becoming more and more serious.

Whether you are controlling others or controlling others, your life depends on whether you have the strength or not.

Thirty years ago, as a mother, it was best for her children to live a peaceful life.

But now, I can't think so.

Since the crisis always exists and no one can escape it, then if you can stand strong and stand at the top, you will naturally live longer.

"It seems that the breakthrough in mental power he talked about should be true."

For the first time, Tan Qiuyi was full of hope for her future life.

...

The little girl is going crazy.

She was unwilling to admit defeat. She had already been very energetic and wanted to knock down her brother's sword and give her some good guidance to satisfy her teacher's addiction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I set out, I felt like I was trapped in a quagmire.

My brother's swordsmanship, which has always been very unbearable, is very different.

Just waved it lightly and turned into a mist and rain.

It is everywhere and has the opportunity to take the lead.

She felt that her movements and strength had not weakened at all, and even under strong pressure, she was three points faster.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she exercises, she is always unable to do so.

The ebony sword that came from the opposite side was like a spider spitting silk... It was like a small insect, wrapped in a net and could not break free.

Every sword is sealed, how is this possible?

You should know that if two people compete in swords, either by induce moves, by virtual moves, or by blocking and unloading power, they can win as long as they are stronger than the front line.

However, if you want to block your opponent's sword moves, you will force your opponent to shoot faster and faster until your power is out of control, it is absolutely impossible to happen.

Unless one party is much stronger than the other party, such as a teacher hitting a student.

That's called feeding the sword.

"Bang..."

With a light sound, Xiao Bei's wooden sword in his hand became more and more urgent, like an out-of-control train, and was gently knocked three feet from the hilt of the sword by a skillful force.

The wooden sword drew an arc and flew out, falling on the grass.

The sword in Xiao Nan's hand was like a gentle breeze blowing on the willow, and he shook a sword flower gracefully and held it behind his elbow.

He looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, looking like a master Ling Jueding. He was about to boast about a few words and educate his sister to make her realize that there is heaven beyond the sky and there is someone outside the sky. It is best not to be arrogant on weekdays. Humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind.

Before I could finish the sentence, I saw the little girl crying as big as a bean.

She was dejected and walked towards her room blankly with heavy steps, muttering: "I have changed, turned into a waste. Even the weakest high school student like Xiao Nan can't beat him. What kind of prestigious schools will he take in in the future?"

Xiao Nan was stunned, opened his mouth and swallowed.

What is this? Is the weakest high school student talking about me?

"No, the snack packaging bag has not been cleaned yet, but the little girl secretly saved up her pocket money and bought it. She hid it tightly and couldn't bear to eat too much."

"Ah...Xiao Nan."

A scream of grievance and anger broke out in the room.

Xiao Nan shivered and ran over quickly.

Xiao Bei opened the wooden cabinet in the room and cried miserably. She looked at the empty treasure house in despair, holding garbage in her hand.

"As for it?" Xiao Nan was speechless, and just ate some snacks: "I'll pay..."

Seeing the little girl crying and sobbing, his heart suddenly became soft and he quickly comforted Xu Nuo.

Xiao Bei looked suspiciously and stopped crying, but he didn't believe it.

“I still have a lot of pocket money.”

Xiao Nan laughed dryly, snatching the child's snacks seemed to be more serious than slapping her twice.

He still understands this point, and he never tries to reason with children.

"I want to eat the pear blossom cake from Xianglanzhai." Looking at Xiao Nan's face carefully, I found that it was not like telling lies. The little girl's eyes rolled and asked tentatively.

Snacks are stolen, swordsmanship is hit, etc., it is not a big deal. It is rare for someone to accept the blame. This is a good opportunity.

The snacks in Xianglanzhai are very expensive and delicious. She has been greedy for a long time and has never been willing to buy them.

Her pocket money is very small, mainly because Tan Qiuyi does not allow children to spend money indiscriminately. The snacks she secretly saves are all bargains, so there is no need to say much about the taste.

"Okay!" Xiao Nan frowned, and found that he seemed to have fallen into a pit. He touched his pocket and twisted it. He found that there were several large tickets, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, when he heard the name of Lihuacai, he swallowed his throat unconsciously and felt another headache. He must have been infected by his sister.

"I also want peach kernel crisp..."

Xiao Bei screamed happily and was no longer sad. He ran over and hugged Xiao Nan's arm very hard and dragged it out, for fear that he would regret it: "If you want to buy more, your mother will eat too."
Chapter completed!
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