[052] Flying Qinghong on the lake, holding Daiyu in her arms
At this moment, suddenly, an old woman screamed:
"Come on, my grandson fell into the lake!"
Jia Chen and Xue Baochai looked in the sound together.
I saw a child falling into the lake more than fifty steps away, and he was rising and falling with the waves.
He waved his arms and fluttered around, and was about to sink to the bottom of the lake.
Next to his fallen water point, there is a lonely pavilion in the middle of the lake.
An old woman was lying on the guardrail of the pavilion, stretching out her hands to pull the child in the lake, but her hands were not long enough, and she was still one or two feet away from the child.
Jia Chen's eyes lit up. This old woman was actually Liu Laolao.
The child who fell into the lake must be the one who is on the verge of the pen.
"Oh! What should I do?" Xue Baochai was so beautiful that she exclaimed in surprise.
Before she finished speaking, she saw a figure rushing out from her side and rushing towards the lake.
After the man rushed out six or seven steps away, Xue Baochai saw clearly that the person running was Jia Chen.
The pavilion in the middle of the lake is built in the middle of the lake, and there is only a pier extending from the shore to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
But the entrance of the pier is on the other side of the lake. If you go around and rescue it, you will be afraid that the child will be drowned.
Jia Chen was quick to learn, rushed into a bamboo forest on his left, broke a large bamboo, and rushed towards the lake with his hands.
This lake is dozens of feet wide, and it is impossible to jump to the pavilion near the center of the lake by using a pole vault.
In Xue Baochai's gaze, Jia Chen twisted his waist and swung his arms, and threw the big bamboo into the lake.
The large bamboo falls on the water surface, pierces the layers of waves, and slides forward by inertia.
At the same time, Jia Chen assisted a few steps, stepped forward on the shore where water and land were connected, jumped out of the air, and flew towards the lake.
Amid Xue Baochai's screams, Jia Chen fell into the lake, but did not fall into the lake. Instead, he stepped on the big bamboo with his left toe, and took advantage of the rebound to soar into the air again.
The big bamboo continues to slide forward against the water surface.
When Jia Chen used up his power to fly into the air and fell down again, he stepped on the big bamboo again.
Every time I step down my toes, a splash of water will stir up layers of ripples.
From a distance, it looks like a banished immortal in the slightest step in the water.
The body is elegant and agile, and the movements are extremely chic.
In this way, after several times, Jia Chen successfully flew to Ban'er.
After leaning over and snatching, Jia Chen grabbed Ban'er's wrist, waving his wrist, and stepped on the big bamboo with his right foot. After stepping the bamboo under the lake, he jumped into the air with the force.
At this time, it was more than two feet away from Huxin Pavilion. Even though Jia Chen had excellent light skills, he was still a little reluctant while holding a child.
Seeing that the power to soar into the sky was exhausted, the two were about to fall into the lake.
Suddenly, a piece of branch more than three feet long cut through the void and flew over.
Jia Chen was delighted, stepped on this branch with one foot, and with the slight rebound force, he jumped over the guardrail and flew into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
When he gained a foothold, Jia Chen looked in the direction where the branches flew.
I saw a delicate girl standing on the deck of a slowly coming pleasure boat in the lake, smiling and waving to her.
Jia Chen looked closely and found that this person was Lin Daiyu.
In other words, the branch that flew over at the critical moment just now was thrown by Lin Daiyu.
It seems that after this period of practice and sword practice, Lin Daiyu's martial arts has improved rapidly, and her arm strength cannot be underestimated. She can throw branches so far, and the timing is just right.
Jia Chen also waved to Lin Daiyu, one in the pavilion and the other on the pleasure boat, with his eyes facing each other and smiling faces, the distance getting closer and closer.
Grandma Liu hugged Ban'er and hugged her tightly into her arms, crying loudly and burst into tears.
Xue Baochai was completely shocked. She wanted to stand in place like a wooden stake without moving. She couldn't believe what had just happened.
How could Jia Chen fly?
Although it cannot be called a flying, it is incredible that he flew over a lake dozens of feet wide with just one bamboo!
Xue Baochai was born in a wealthy family and had a wide range of knowledge. She knew that there were light skills in the world.
But today I saw it with my own eyes and was still shocked as if I was struck by lightning.
Especially this person who knows light skills and body skills is actually a thirteen-year-old boy.
Most of the descendants of the Jia family are unfilial. They only ask about flowers and willows, eat, drink, who are gambled, and they are not successful in literature or martial arts. However, they did not expect that a young man with such amazing martial arts skills would be produced.
It seems that the Jia family will count on Jia Chen to establish a family in the future.
It’s ironic to think about it. None of the descendants of the legitimate clans of Ning Rong’s two mansions have become great, and they actually need to rely on a family member to support the door and shine their lintels.
Xue Baochai sighed and felt a lot of emotion.
While shocked, she also developed a strong curiosity about Jia Chen.
How many unknown secrets does this handsome young man have?
Even she herself didn't realize that falling in love with a man often starts with curiosity.
Grandma Liu hugged Ban'er and cried for a while, then pulled Ban'er and walked to Jia Chen, and both knelt on the ground.
"Ban'er, this is your savior. Kowtow, thank you Mr. Chen for your great kindness!"
Although Ban'er was afraid of being alive, she knew that it was Jia Chen who saved her. This time she did not shrink timidly, but kowtowed repeatedly:
"Thank you Mr. Chen! Thank you Mr. Chen..."
Liu Laolao also kowtowed and kowtowed, clasped her hands together and muttered:
"Amitabha, Amitabha, good people will be rewarded, and the Buddha will definitely bless Mr. Chen!"
Looking down at the divine Liu Laolao, Jia Chen was a little amused and laughed. He stretched out his hands to help him and said:
"Get up quickly, it's just a little effort."
At this moment, a delicate female voice came from behind:
"Brother Chen really opened my eyes. When I learn swordsmanship, you should teach me this set of light skills quickly, and I want to fly too!"
Jia Chen turned around and saw that the pleasure boat had already approached, and Lin Daiyu was about to climb to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
But the edge of the base of the pavilion in the middle of the lake was covered with moss, and Lin Daiyu stepped on it and slipped and almost fell into the lake.
Jia Chen stretched out his hand and said with a smile:
"My sister Lin, I'll pull you up!"
Lin Daiyu hesitated for a moment, lowered her eyebrows and stretched out her arms, holding Jia Chen's hand.
Jia Chen exerted forcefully, Lin Daiyu exclaimed, and her delicate body was dragged up by a force, as if it had flew up, swept across the railing, fell into the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and directly crashed into Jia Chen's arms.
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Although Jia Chen was often hugging from behind to teach sword skills when practicing swordsmanship in the past, this was the first time he hugged Jia Chen face to face.
Jia Chen felt aroused and hugged Lin Daiyu's willow waist.
Warm fragrance and soft jade are all over my arms.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
......
At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world had become quiet, and only the beating of each other could be heard.
In the slightly drunk spring light, Lin Daiyu's fox eyes were as clear as water, and her eyes were shimmering, reflecting Jia Chen's handsome eyes and eyebrows.
The two people's faces were very close, and the air flow from Lin Daiyu's mouth and nose sprayed on her face, warm and gentle, soft, numb, and a strange fragrance like orchid and osmanthus.
Jia Chen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly printed on Lin Daiyu's cherry lips.