What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 114 115. The tiger's butt can't be touched (the third update on the shelf, please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass!)

Jiang Xiaoling already had kung fu, and his skills were amazing, even better than the special forces trained by the regular army.

She shoots casually, and you can feel what it means to punch and kick.

After putting on makeup and changing into costumes, Jiang Xiaoling stood on the circular platform made of white jade in the empty mountain, dressed in plain white clothes, with long flowing hair, she looked like a fairy in the world.

At this time, the mountains were verdant and the breeze was blowing willows, Jiang Xiaoling suddenly had the feeling of returning to wartime.

She sighed softly, wielding her sword.

The long sword is like a dragon or a snake, the light of the sword is indistinct, flowing like clouds and flowing water, it is really unrestrained, Jiang Xiaoling is full of heroic spirit, and the wind of the sword is fierce.

At the end of a set of sword moves, Jiang Xiaoling's chest heaved slightly, and some fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"it is good!"

I don't know when Deng Zexun sat in the pavilion opposite, and when he saw this, he applauded enthusiastically for her.

"That's great," Deng Zexun jumped out of the pavilion and walked towards her, "Does your sword technique have a name? Where did you learn it?"

Jiang Xiaoling recalled the scene he met last night, scolded the scumbag in his heart, bowed his head and left like hiding from the plague.

Who knew that Deng Zexun ran in front of her in three steps and two steps to stop her.

"I see that you are good at swordplay, can you teach me?" Deng Zexun took a step back, keeping a certain distance from her, so as not to trigger Jiang Xiaoling's overreaction.

"I've never photographed ancient costumes before, and it's quite troublesome to shoot without a guide. I want to work hard and do it myself, without bothering those stand-ins. Can you teach me?"

Deng Zexun's eyes were quite sincere, which gave Jiang Xiaoling the illusion that he was a good person for a moment.

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Xiaoling shook his head, driving away the illusion in his mind.

"I said yes but shook my head, do you agree or not?"

Jiang Xiaoling sidestepped him and walked up the stairs.

As he walked, he said, "My swordsmanship is passed down from family, not to outsiders."

Deng Zexun was delighted when he heard it. How old is the swordsmanship?
This conversation is like being in a costume drama.

Maybe Jiang Xiaoling is a very traditional girl at heart.

He quickly picked up (shè) up the stairs and followed behind her.

"Can't you just treat me as an outsider?"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoling suddenly stopped in front of him, and came to a sudden stop.

Deng Zexun saw this as an opportunity, and originally wanted to bump into it, but pretended to bump into it by accident.

But suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Xiaoling turned around extremely fast, and put a sword between the two of them.

This time Deng Zexun didn't dare to move anymore.

Jiang Xiaoling said blankly, "The dead can also learn from me."

Deng Zexun smiled shyly, and gently pinched her sword with his fingers, "Can this prop sword without a sharp edge kill people?"

Jiang Xiaoling didn't say anything, just stabbed with a sword.

Deng Zexun was so frightened that he instinctively raised his head, only to hear a ripping sound, the clothes were torn, and the raised sleeve was pierced with a big hole by the sword.

"Who says you can't stab people to death without a strike?" Jiang Xiaoling narrowed his eyes, "Give me a stick, and I can still stab people to death, believe it or not?"

"Letter, letter."

Deng Zexun looked dull, completely unaware of what happened.

But after Jiang Xiaoling left, he realized that his feet were numb.

……

If you think that Deng Zexun will give up now, you will underestimate him.

Jiang Xiaoling not only failed to frighten him, but instead aroused his curiosity and competitive spirit.

Speaking of which, this is also a human characteristic:
You often don't cherish those things that are too ordinary, but you will think that those abnormal species that you can't eat or touch are treasures.

Jiang Xiaoling perfectly fits the three theories of attraction:
1. Red roses, what you can't get is always in turmoil.

Domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, and if you get them, you won't think so.

2. Curious, Jiang Xiaoling is completely different from any girl Deng Zexun has ever met. He smells wildness in Jiang Xiaoling.

3. Stinging, not only turbulent, but also thorny, which can most stimulate men's desire to conquer.

During the lunch break, Deng Zexun came to play with Jiang Xiaoling.

"For the play? For what play?"

Jiang Xiaoling stared blankly with wide eyes.

"We're going to shoot this part in two days, if we don't practice it in advance, I'm afraid I won't be in the right mood then."

Deng Zexun gave Jiang Xiaoling a look at his script.

Although she is the third female lead, Jiang Xiaoling has quite a lot of rival scenes with the male lead in this drama.

"Xiao Ye, don't enter Fairy Mu Ling's boudoir. I accidentally saw her taking a bath. The two had an argument and both fell into the bath?!"

Jiang Xiaoling quickly flipped through his own script, it seemed that there really was such a paragraph.

She can also be regarded as acting in her true colors. The role that Su Qin set up for her fits very well with herself. Fairy Mu Ling is a cold and decisive woman.

Elimination of violence and safety are her traits, and she can't tolerate sand in her eyes, especially the shameless behavior of the male lead and the master's double cultivation, so she has always disliked the male lead.

"I feel that there is no need for this scene to be right, and there are no conditions."

"Not only this part, but also many rival scenes, we can rehearse it in advance."

Jiang Xiaoling reluctantly agreed under Deng Zexun's soft and hard paving.

He took Jiang Xiaoling to the rockery group, one of the eight scenic spots in the fairyland, to play against each other. It was only 500 meters away from here, so he didn't want to disturb others' rest.

There is a section of the road in the middle, which is muddy and slippery, especially after the fog in the morning, the visibility is even lower, and all the stones are as if they have been oiled.

Deng Zexun has figured out this area long ago, and has prepared his homework well, just waiting for when Jiang Xiaoling slipped and fell into his hands.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Xiaoling walked up a few steps, his feet suddenly slipped, his center of gravity became unstable and he fell backwards.

Deng Zexun smiled, and stretched out his hand, ready to take her into his arms.

Who knew that Jiang Xiaoling's reaction was extremely fast, and he stepped back with his right foot, which happened to be on Deng Zexun's foot.

"His..."

Deng Zexun gasped.

Jiang Xiaoling didn't step on his foot, and leaned on his foot, but his center of gravity changed from leaning back to leaning forward.

So Deng Zexun, who should have hugged her waist, stretched his hands forward, but approached her rear taillight.

Before he could touch it, Jiang Xiaoling instinctively kicked his other foot upwards.

With an upward kick, it landed firmly on Deng Zexun's lower abdomen.

"Hmm... ouch, I'll go!"

Deng Zexun got kicked and fell down on the stone steps.

Jiang Xiaoling completed a perfect front flip in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

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