My practice with the fairy

Chapter 137 His masculine rhythm impresses her
During this period of time, Jing Yue has been waiting for the handover person to arrive, and then hand over the errand.

To be honest, he is actually quite satisfied with the current state.

Nestled in this small city, with a job, it's not like being ignorant of what's going on outside the window, being able to learn about the news of the practice world, and under the protection of Mu Qingshuang, you won't die, and you can find opportunities to continue to become stronger .

In the end, he was promoted accidentally, and said that he was going to a more core place in the Drizzle Hall, which really disrupted his plan.

He learned about it from the side. It is said that the immediate boss is still a beauty, but they are offline and cannot easily obtain information from the other party.

Was he attracted by the beauty's boss?

For this kind of thing, Jing Yue instinctively refused.

When he was in Taichu Academy, it was the Saintess Senior Sister who helped him, and when he got here, it was Mu Qingshuang who hid him. Now if he is valued by his immediate superior and recruited under his command, wouldn't he become a three-family man, bah, a slave.

In fact, the one with the most complicated emotions was the intelligence old man.

Because the arrival of Jing Yue, a related household, occupied his position, he had to go to a station thousands of miles away to be the leader.

But this ass was not hot yet, and he received information again, asking him to go back and preside over the overall situation.

His grandma's relationship is just unreliable.

Jing Yue gained a peaceful life temporarily, but he still did not relax his vigilance.

Because he learned from the Xiaoyudian intelligence network that Zhang Chuyi's people were still trying their best to find him, and Zhang Chuyi's anger still did not subside.

Jing Yue knew that even if this kind of person died and turned into a ghost, he would not stop being angry, and when the time came, he would dance on his grave.

On this day, Mu Qingshuang found him and said, "Have you rested for a long time?"

Jing Yue nodded.

This kind of errand is easy, and the life of being supported is really a bit boring.

Mu Qingshuang thought for a while and said, "Chen Ruxue values ​​you so much, and I also know that you are talented, do you want me to find out about you?"

Jing Yue replied: "If you want me to tell you something, just tell me, there is nothing wrong with it."

Mu Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, then said coldly: "I hope you can still be so proud later."

A few days ago, she had a fight with her own sister, which gave her a sense of urgency.

Before she knew it, her sister had caught up with her, and she had to continue to become stronger.

If you want to become stronger, the most effective way is to fight with close strength, fight heartily, and understand deeply.

Like the one she had with her sister.

But in Hidden Rain Palace, there are no peers who match her strength, but there are elders, and they will be polite in view of her status.

And going around, the more suitable the scene is.

She doesn't know the depth of the other party, but judging from the tone of voice, the other party will at least not be polite to her.

In fact, Jingyue thought so too.

After temporarily losing the ability to open the eldest lady and the saint girl, he is still a bit slow in improving his proficiency.

Finding someone to practice against is obviously a better choice.

So, not long after, Jing Yue and Mu Qingshuang hit it off and got into a small forest.

Jing Yue learned the Jue of Xingyu and the Dao of Sword Talisman from the eldest lady. In order to avoid exposing his complex composition, he decided to use the marksmanship of the saint girl to deal with Mu Qingshuang.

The Jiao Yu spear that smashed the jade bed and never showed its edge was finally exposed to the sky in this hidden grove.

As before, Mu Qingshuang was still looking down. Seeing Jingyue holding a spear, she didn't draw out her sword immediately, and said, "Come on."

"it is good!"

Jing Yue liked the arrogant look of the other party very much. In Huangliu City, he liked to meet this kind of opponent with his eyes above the top.

He was able to find an opportunity to destroy the jade bed, but it was because the people in Tianxuan Courtyard looked down on him.

Without any bells and whistles, Jing Yue stabbed straight at the second lady, Mu Qingshuang, Huanglong!

Mu Qingshuang's eyes were cold, because although Jing Yue's shot was powerful and heavy, it was not enough for her.

As a result, the next moment, her expression changed, because the gun was halfway through, she suddenly accelerated, tore through the air, and bumped over.

In a hurry, Mu Qingshuang could only raise her sword to block it.

With a bang, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, Mu Qingshuang only felt a strong force pouring over her. The saber in her hand couldn't resist it for a while, it hit her shoulder, and she flew upside down.

Jing Yue didn't give her a chance to breathe at all, and rushed forward, dragging the tip of the gun on the ground to pick up the fallen leaves, like a line of fire.

With a click, Mu Qingshuang, who was flipping backwards, dissipated this tyrannical force, her feet became lighter, and she stepped on the trunk of a tree.

In the next moment, her eyebrows twitched, because at this moment, Jing Yue had charged again!
I saw Jing Yue holding the end of the gun in his hand, taking a big stride, and the ground-sweeping spear came from behind to front, whistling and smashing towards him.

The smashing sound was astonishing, and the surrounding air surged like flowing water.

For a moment Mu Qingshuang didn't dare to take it head-on, took a sudden step, and fled to the side.

With a sound of swishing, it was as if a huge ax had struck down, and the strong wind made Mu Qingshuang's cheeks ache.

The tree she had just stepped on burst open in an instant, creating nothing.

Splashing sawdust came like a shower, and Mu Qingshuang rolled up her sleeves to block them.

But she didn't dare to take a breath at all, because she knew very well that Jing Yue would never give her a chance to take a breath.

The cold sword was unsheathed, and the runes on it bloomed like flowers, and three sword runes were cut out in a row.

The sword energy brought out by this sword talisman was snow-colored, intertwined, and cut towards Jing Yue's direction.

When Jing Yue saw this, Jiao Yu's spear buzzed and slammed down violently.

The first two sword talismans melted like ice and snow in an instant, and did not even hinder the speed of the spear, but the third sword talisman twisted strangely, and swung away from the gun body like soft fingers.

Jing Yue tilted his head, and the dangling sword talisman brushed against his shoulder, and the cold breath made the skin around him goosebumps.

At the same time, a strange tremor spread from Jing Yue's body, melting the sword talisman.

At this time, his ears moved, and he raised his spear and flicked it back!
With a bang, sparks flew, and the curved body of the gun collided with Mu Qingshuang's cold sword, resisting the opponent's attack.

I have to say, this woman got up really fast.

The gunner is also the overlord of the soldiers.

The spear collided with the cold sword, Mu Qingshuang didn't get any benefits, what surprised her even more was that the spear body seemed to have a strange tremor, which made her Lengxiang hum continuously.

Seeing that the force was about to enter her tiger's mouth along the sword body, Mu Qingshuang's true energy surged in her body, and the runes on the sword flowed, dissolving the tremor.

As a result, at this moment, she sensed the direction of the wind around her and knew that Jing Yue was attacking again.

She was willing to take in Jing Yue before, not only because of her friendship with Chen Ruxue, but also because of Jing Yue's aggressive behavior.

Afterwards, Jing Yue has always behaved indifferently, even after hearing that there was a lunatic, she was willing to live in the teahouse and did not want to come back, which made her a little disappointed.

In the end, in this short exchange of moves, she had already determined that Jing Yue was the hunk of hunk men, which made her a little out of breath.

This kind of change is really in line with Jing Yue's metaphor. Men can maintain their health at ordinary times, and they can make tea with wolfberries, which looks harmless to humans and animals. Or to perform a miracle vigorously, the opponent must be completely convinced.

Seeing that the opponent's spear was like a dragon, Mu Qingshuang didn't choose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily this time, but raised his sword and slammed into it.

There was a muffled thunder, the spears and swords intersected, the ground sank, and the fallen leaves near the feet of both sides exploded into pieces.

Both sides stepped back, and then launched a rush attack almost at the same time!
It's just that what Jing Yue launched was a feint attack, his feet slipped back suddenly, his body leaned forward instead of advancing, and he threw something.

"hidden weapon?"

Mu Qingshuang kept walking, flicked her wrist, pulled out a sword flower, and hit that thing.

With a bang, the white powder splashed like rain.

quicklime!
Mu Qingshuang couldn't help but hesitate, she didn't expect that Jing Yue would suddenly use such a dirty trick that even a rascal wouldn't even bother to use.

It has to be said that she fell into Jing Yue's rhythm from the very beginning.

Jing Yue opened and closed at the beginning, extremely vigorous, as if he was going to subdue her with this force, but at this moment, the other party suddenly softened, or slowed down the rhythm suddenly, catching her by surprise.

This is the skillful technique that Jing Yue said, switching between soft and hard, changing rhythm.

Because of this, Mu Qingshuang was only stunned for a moment, but at this moment, Jing Yue had already come to her side, and in the floating quicklime, he thrust his spear forward.

Mu Qingshuang keenly caught this thrust, raised her sword and swept it away.

With a clang, the spear and sword collided, and she took advantage of the momentum to swing back, trying to find her own rhythm.

But who ever thought that this episode was just Jing Yue's foreplay.

The moment the spear was thrown into the ground, Jing Yue's muscles and bones were already ready to go, and they formed a straight line, using the spear as the axis, with both feet together, and kicked out!
This kick was like a dragon king breaking through the water, fast and hard, done in one go.

Mu Qingshuang could only instinctively raise her arms to block.

With a muffled bang, her figure turned into an afterimage and flew back.

Bang bang bang!
After breaking five big trees one after another, she fell heavily, dragged a long mark on the ground, hit her head on a rock, and then stopped.

She just felt that this kick almost wiped her chest away, and she almost wanted to spray water, her chest felt very tight.

"you lose."

From the other end, came Jing Yue's voice.

Mu Qingshuang stood up straight with a carp, her head covered with dead leaves, and shouted: "Come again!"

Jing Yue quickly refused: "I won't come, I won't come, next time."

"No!" Mu Qingshuang also refused.

"I've already talked about sparring, why are you so serious."

As he said that, he ignored Mu Qingshuang and left.

Grandma, I have already exerted enough strength today, if I continue to fight, I am afraid that my life will be lost.

Mu Qingshuang stood where she was, only feeling pain in her chest and head, but what hurt even more was her mood.

The old lady lost again?
This guy
In this duel, she was arrogant and did not overwhelm Jingyue with her realm. She always limited her strength to the upper level of the second realm.

But this is not an excuse, a loss is a loss, because she can feel that Jing Yue didn't use all his strength, and the opponent's strength has exceeded the scope of the second realm.

Especially for the last kick, if it wasn't for the body-protecting essence fused with the three realms in her body to resist, I'm afraid her chest would really be kicked away.

She found that Jing Yue's sense of rhythm when fighting was a terrible thing.

Mu Qingshuang was not discouraged, she sat down cross-legged, and replayed how she was dragged into the quagmire by Jing Yue's rhythm today, and finally lost to the opponent.

This guy is not fierce in the usual sense.

(End of this chapter)