After walking around in a circle, the sword array returned to its normal arrangement.
Wu Jiuzi continued to run and jump as he just said. After all, these swords are constantly changing. If Wu Jiuzi is not careful, he will step on the wrong one and trigger the sword array immediately...
The directions and formations of these sword formations' attacks were different every time. Fortunately, Fengjian Liuxiang was always there to give timely guidance.
And Wu Jiuzi is extremely smart, knows everything at once, reacts quickly, and moves quickly and deftly.
After practicing like this for more than an hour and running countless laps, she has mastered numerous movements.
Those seemingly menacing sword formations could no longer hurt her.
At some point, Fengjian Liuxiang stopped caring about her and 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 his slender jade-like fingers. Deep red wine was swaying slightly in the cup. The wind ruffled his hair, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking lazy.
A touch of fatigue, unparalleled elegance, and sultry.
Wu Jiuzi's heart moved and she suddenly looked away.
No matter what, he is someone else's future husband. She can no longer be tempted and can only treat him as her master...
She looked at the wine in his glass again, and there was a glint in her eyes.
That was the wine she made for him when she was in the mountains.
It seems that he still likes this taste...
However, he had already drank a lot of wine at the banquet just now. She glanced coldly at that time and saw that there were three jars of moxa leaf wine.
The moxa leaf wine is as strong as the modern 52-proof Hongxing Erguotou.
If it were an ordinary person, half the altar would be brought down.
He drank three jars of wine, and when he came out of the tavern, she was still a little worried, fearing that he would get so drunk that he would fall from the sky like a cloud.
Unexpectedly, he was always calm and composed, and even after giving her instructions for a long time, he didn't seem to be drunk at all.
She felt relieved just now, but she didn't expect that he would conjure up red wine to drink from nowhere...
Mixing red wine and white wine can easily make you intoxicated. Wu Jiuzi sighed and decided to fulfill her responsibilities as a disciple to prevent her from having to carry him back when he was drunk.
She jumped down from the sword formation, came to him, squatted down, and reached out to take the cup in his hand: "Master, you can't drink anymore, you will get drunk."
Fengjian Liuxiang raised her hand, avoided her hand, and said calmly: "I won't get drunk. You go and practice yours. Don't worry about me. If you lose this time, I will expel you from the school."
Wu Jiuzi: "..."
I don't know why I feel a little disappointed in my heart. It turns out that he is more obsessed with her winning the championship than she is.
She wants to win to prove herself and for that once-in-a-century fruit.
Then what is he for?
He doesn't seem like someone who takes reputation and face seriously...
Wu Jiuzi went to practice again, practicing over and over again.
Unknowingly, the moon had already set in the west, and she gradually memorized the set of exercises. Her movements were as free and easy as flowing clouds and flowing water, which was quite similar to the grace of the gliding waves and micro-steps in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon".
She glanced in the direction of Fengjian Liuxiang again and paused slightly. After walking in a circle, the sword array returned to its normal arrangement.
Wu Jiuzi continued to run and jump as he just said. After all, these swords are constantly changing. If Wu Jiuzi is not careful, he will step on the wrong one and trigger the sword array immediately...
The directions and formations of these sword formations' attacks were different every time. Fortunately, Fengjian Liuxiang was always there to give timely guidance.
And Wu Jiuzi is extremely smart, knows everything at once, reacts quickly, and moves quickly and deftly.
After practicing like this for more than an hour and running countless laps, she has mastered numerous movements.
Those seemingly menacing sword formations could no longer hurt her.
At some point, Fengjian Liuxiang stopped caring about her and 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 his slender jade-like fingers. Deep red wine was swaying slightly in the cup. The wind ruffled his hair, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking lazy.
A touch of fatigue, unparalleled elegance, and sultry.
Wu Jiuzi's heart moved and she suddenly looked away.
No matter what, he is someone else's future husband. She can no longer be tempted and can only treat him as her master...
She looked at the wine in his glass again, and there was a glint in her eyes.
That was the wine she made for him when she was in the mountains.
It seems that he still likes this taste...
However, he had already drank a lot of wine at the banquet just now. She glanced coldly at that time and saw that there were three jars of moxa leaf wine.
The moxa leaf wine is as strong as the modern 52-proof Hongxing Erguotou.
If it were an ordinary person, half the altar would be brought down.
He drank three jars of wine, and when he came out of the tavern, she was still a little worried, fearing that he would get so drunk that he would fall from the sky like a cloud.
Unexpectedly, he was always calm and composed, and even after giving her instructions for a long time, he didn't seem to be drunk at all.
She felt relieved just now, but she didn't expect that he would conjure up red wine to drink from nowhere...
Mixing red wine and white wine can easily make you intoxicated. Wu Jiuzi sighed and decided to fulfill her responsibilities as a disciple to prevent her from having to carry him back when he was drunk.
She jumped down from the sword formation, came to him, squatted down, and reached out to take the cup in his hand: "Master, you can't drink anymore, you will get drunk."
Fengjian Liuxiang raised her hand, avoided her hand, and said calmly: "I won't get drunk. You go and practice yours. Don't worry about me. If you lose this time, I will expel you from the school."
Wu Jiuzi: "..."
I don't know why I feel a little disappointed in my heart. It turns out that he is more obsessed with her winning the championship than she is.
She wants to win to prove herself and for that once-in-a-century fruit.
Then what is he for?
He doesn't seem like someone who takes reputation and face seriously...
Wu Jiuzi went to practice again, practicing over and over again.
Unknowingly, the moon had already set in the west, and she gradually memorized the set of exercises. Her movements were as free and easy as flowing clouds and flowing water, which was quite similar to the grace of the gliding waves and micro-steps in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon".
She glanced in the direction of Fengjian Liuxiang again and paused slightly.