The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Hamburg's soul, which was almost frightened away, finally returned to its place. It blinked, blinked again, looked at Luo Qingyu, and finally muttered again in its small mouth: "Come like thunder, stop wrath, stop like Jiang Hai, master, Your knife is well received!"

After saying a word, it slid into Luo Qingyu's arms, probably because it was finally scared, and its golden hair was shaking non-stop in Luo Qingyu's arms.

It seems that the little guy is really terrified!

The little guy has a good memory, and it actually remembered the two poems that Luo Qingyu had recited!

Also used very well...[

Luo Qingyu smiled lightly, she was still standing fluttering on the surface of the river, surrounded by heavy rain, but it automatically separated above her head, and not a single drop of rain fell on her body.

She looked at Di Shiyin in the cabin, her figure moved slightly, a red light flashed, her slim body was already standing in the cabin, Di Shiyin didn't speak, just pushed a cup of tea over.

Luo Qingyu was also polite, took it and drank it down: "Master, how about my set of saber skills?"

After this saber technique, she didn't blush, she wasn't out of breath, she was as calm as walking in a garden.

Di Shiyin nodded slightly: "It's a bit better than before, but your saber technique is still impure, and your mind power can't fully run on the saber, intermittently..."

He still spoke plainly, but the words he said were extremely sharp and sharp, and every sentence pointed at the shortcomings of Luo Qingyu's sword technique.

Luo Qingyu felt that she had already practiced this set of saber techniques pretty well, but she didn't expect that he would point out such a lot of faults, she was a little unconvinced, her eyes squinted at him, her small mouth slightly pursed——

"What? Not convinced?" Di Shiyin cast a glance at her and spoke lazily.

Luo Qingyu snorted softly: "It's easy to say."

Di Shiyin stretched out his hand: "Give me the knife."

Luo Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, Di Shiyin taught her the saber technique by using her thoughts to condense it into a saber, but now she wants the full moon scimitar in her hand——

Her scimitar only recognizes her as its master...

Although her current mental power has not yet reached the point of perfection, she has already managed to send and receive this knife freely.

She smiled maliciously, stretched out her palm, and the full moon scimitar had already appeared in her palm, and she handed Di Shiyin's hand: "Take it."

Di Shiyin went to grab the knife casually...

With a buzzing sound, the knife was glowing red, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sharp blade from the tip to the handle...

Obvious refusal to approach anyone who is not the owner——

Di Shiyin's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed the silent warning of the knife at all, his slender white fingers easily held the place representing the handle of the knife, and picked it up casually.

Hamburg's eyes widened in surprise, it knew how powerful this knife was. [

It remembers that once when Luo Qingyu practiced martial arts, before putting away the knife, it bumped into her arms. Seeing the beautiful color of the knife, it felt that it was already familiar with this knife, so it can be good for you two once.It just wanted to stretch out its little paws to touch the knife. Bleak Bleak 