This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 377
"Well, it's not good at all, let me just say it straight, you don't have the talent in this area." A Lan folded her hands and said to Shang Luo in front of her.

After the words fell, the sword in the little girl's hand paused, her mouth was flattened, and the expression on her face seemed to be about to cry.

Sighing lightly, Ah Lan spread her hands and said helplessly, "It's useless for you to look at me like this. Talent is cruel and unreasonable, but unfortunately, if you don't have it, you don't have it."

Hearing this, Shang Luo rubbed her face, and all the tears she had stored up disappeared, she was very skillful in acting.

"Why can't you learn it?" Shang Luo angrily kicked the stones far away under her feet, a little sullen.

"What's the use of asking me about this kind of thing."

A Lan looked at Shang Luo, and felt a little surprised. She and the other party had met once in the land of Miao Jiang, and at that time the little girl was following Lu Shiyi who she knew first.

Because she is an old friend and her brother Lu Shiqi once helped her, so A Lan had a good impression of Shang Luo. After the other party proposed to learn swordsmanship from her, she agreed without much hesitation.

Unlike most quacks who don't let their wealth flow to outsiders, A Lan is very casual in martial arts, he likes to teach, and he doesn't teach if he doesn't like it. He is not so obsessed with the secrecy of the world's swordsmanship.

When she was in Miaojiang, she also had a whim, that's why she made a promise to teach swordsmanship with Lu Shiyi. Now, after seeing Shang Luo, she asked to learn swordsmanship, and she quickly agreed.

It's a pity, and I don't know if it's because all the luck of the Lu family has been sucked away by her heaven-defying brother. Compared with Lu Shiqi, who has a good memory and can imitate [-]% to [-]% after just one look, Shang Luo looked very, clumsy.

To say it's clumsy is actually a bit harsh. Compared with ordinary people, Shang Luo's talent is not that bad. It can be overestimated if it is barely strong, but it is a pity that A Lan is using Lu Hanjiang as a reference. This comparison, Natural girl is nothing.

There is one thing to say, Lu Hanjiang learned the Hongchen swordsmanship almost once, which even caused A Lan himself to have a little lack of confidence in the difficulty of this swordsmanship.

Until now, seeing that Shang Luo practiced a method that was completely inaccessible, how should I put it, although it was a bit unreasonable, Ah Lan did feel a lot more relaxed.

"You are not suitable for learning swords."

However, after doing a small test, A Lan has already come to a conclusion. Although it hurts to say so, she still didn't intend to be euphemistic.

Acquired hard work is important, but talent is determined innately. The cruel thing is that hard work can make up for one's weakness, which is completely meaningless for advanced martial arts such as Hongchen swordsmanship.

A Lan has been a swordsman since elementary school, and she has a judgment that is different from ordinary people in this aspect. Although she has only taught the opponent a few times, she is already convinced that this girl has no talent for learning swords.

"It's a pity that I only know swordsmanship, otherwise I might be able to teach you other martial arts." A Lan said with some regret.

"Then forget it."

Shang Luo's expression returned to cheerfulness, as if the loss just now was all an illusion, after she put away the sword, she stopped talking about learning and practicing swords.

"Sure enough, practicing martial arts is a labor-intensive thing. After such a short period of time, I feel a little hungry."

The little girl touched her empty stomach, looked at A Lan and said, "Sister A Lan, do you want to eat with me?"

"Okay," A Lan nodded, "It just so happens that your brother has also come to Zhujian Villa. I haven't seen him yet."

When the two walked out of the yard, a large group of people had been waiting for a long time. The elders of the beggar gang and several disciples of Jianjian Villa saw them going out, and immediately followed them. Extremely conspicuous.

However, A Lan and Shang Luo didn't care, but the little girl suddenly caught a glimpse of some other people walking towards her with her sharp eyes, and immediately changed her face, and subconsciously hid herself behind A Lan.

"What's wrong?" Alan stopped and asked with a strange expression on his face.

"Sister Alan, block it for me, it will be troublesome if he sees it." Shang Luo huddled behind Alan and said in a low voice.

A Lan looked forward, and recognized the person who came at a glance. He said that the person had had some feuds with him, and there were several Huashan disciples walking towards him.

She narrowed her eyes and watched them pass by her, and after disappearing around the corner, she asked Shang Luo, "What's the matter, do you have a grudge against them?"

Shang Luo's expression was slightly silent. She walked out from behind Ah Lan, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said indifferently: "To round it up, it's probably a revenge for killing my father."

Hearing this, Ah Lan had a feeling of déjà vu, she seemed to be interested, and said with a giggle, "Why, you killed his father?"

Shang Luo glanced sideways at Ah Lan angrily, and said, "He killed my father."

"So you shouldn't be a genius with that Huashan disciple," A-Lan chuckled, and jokingly said, "How about I avenge you?"

As he said that, Ah Lan frowned slightly, and said in doubt: "That's not right, you and Mr. Lu are brothers and sisters, if there is any enmity, why didn't your elder brother take action?"

"Oh, he and I are cousins."

Probably because of someone's influence, Shang Luo's nonsense is also coming out of her mouth now. She glanced at the direction where the group of Huashan disciples disappeared from a distance, with an inexplicable expression: "It's okay, I was just joking."

As if saying this to herself, Shang Luo murmured, then started to cry again, and couldn't help but drag Alan away.

Alan also let the other party pull her. She hit it off with the brothers and sisters of the Lu family. Although the kindness has been repaid with swordsmanship, the relationship is still there.

The group returned to the small courtyard where Lu Hanjiang was. As distinguished guests of Zhujian Villa, their meals were naturally extremely sumptuous, and then they saw Shang Luo cooking dinner alone at the dining table as if revenge.

Several people were stunned, and then the little girl who ate her stomach into a ball lay on the bed and cried out for pain.

Speechless Lu Hanjiang invited a doctor. After the old doctor finished reading it, his expression was also very strange: "This girl just eats too much, and she is too full. I will prescribe some medicine to let her consume the food in her stomach quickly." gone."

Yong Le worriedly accompanied Shang Luo to take care of her, while Lu Hanjiang went to call the elder of the Beggar Clan who was in charge of accompanying her on the trip. After some inquiries, he indeed found a suspicious point.

"Miss Lu seems a little afraid to meet that Huashan disciple." Elder Zong thought about it for a long time, and only this point deserves his attention.

After that, Lu Hanjiang asked people to inquire about the news from Huashan, and finally found out the problem. This time, among the disciples accompanying Huashan, there was a person named Qi Li.

"It was him."

Hearing this name, Lu Hanjiang finally understood what happened. He returned to the room, found a reason to dismiss Yongle, looked at Shang Luo who covered his head with a quilt, and said helplessly: "You are really good, this is also a good idea." I can play new tricks for you."

Shang Luo's muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Lu Hanjiang sat by the bed and asked softly, "You don't want to take revenge?"

The quilt shrunk into a ball, and Shang Luo said quietly: "What kind of revenge, I don't do his business at all, I think too much, his martial arts is so low, my father would have died without him, the result is the same .”

Lu Hanjiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he poked a finger on the ball-like quilt: "You can't say that, although Qi Li did not help much, but the important thing is attitude and position. Since he chose to draw his sword to help Huangfu Home, that’s pretty much half of you who killed your father and your enemy.”

"Then it's the same for you." Shang Luo lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing an expressionless face.

"Can I be the same as him?" Lu Hanjiang stretched out both hands to pinch Shang Luo's face and pulled at both sides: "I am a soldier and your father is a thief. It is only natural for my people to block him. This is business. Vendetta is a private matter."

"It hurts, hurts, let go!"

Shang Luo broke free from Lu Hanjiang's clutches, rubbed her pinched red cheeks, curled her lips and said, "I didn't mean that, but I just remembered the past and felt a little unhappy."

Lu Hanjiang stared at Shang Luo carefully, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Have you really figured it out?"

Shang Luo got off the bed, finished the medicine boiled on the table, wiped her mouth and said, "I figured it out."

Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly: "In this case, please return the medical expenses to me, six qian silver, this time I can pay for it myself, so pay it quickly."

"I can't hear!" Shang Luo covered her ears and shook her head vigorously.

(End of this chapter)