Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 51 The Killing Sword

The sky was bright, and the rooster crowed three times. Jian Yunling rubbed her sore shoulders and woke up from sleep.

I don't know how long Yu Wenzheng stood by the window.Hearing the sound of her getting up, without looking back, she said calmly, "Clean up and accompany me to practice martial arts before breakfast."

Jian Yunling was still not awake at this time, when she heard Yu Wenzheng say "practice martial arts with him", she subconsciously wanted to refuse, but suddenly a flash of light flashed in her mind, she paused for a moment, and suddenly came back to her senses.There was excitement in his eyes.

Wait a minute, what did she just hear?Practice martial arts?Yu Wenzheng wants her to accompany him to practice martial arts?
What is "without any effort"!She must have hit some kind of luck, or God's eyes narrowed a little.

"Okay! Wait a moment, my lord, I'll be ready soon." Jian Yunling looked down at her messy clothes, stood up while leaning on the edge of the bed, washed her face with clean water, and casually pulled out an old lavender dress from the wooden cabinet Put it on.

I didn't even have time to comb my hair, so I tied it with a white ribbon on the dressing table. I turned around and pushed Yu Wenzheng's wheelchair. I couldn't hide my excitement, and asked, "My lord, where are you going to practice?"

Yu Wenzheng didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, and said casually: "There is a big open space behind your house, so go there."

"Okay!" Jian Yunling responded happily, with the wind blowing under her feet, she pushed the wheelchair and strode quickly.

Go around your own house and walk in through the arch next to the house. Behind you is a promenade with carved railings and cornices. After passing through the promenade, there is a large snow-covered open space at the end. There are various swords and hidden weapons on the open space. Look at the appearance They are all worn to varying degrees, showing that the people who made them worked very hard.

Stopping in the middle of the open space, Yu Wenzheng raised his finger and pointed to a sword with a cold light three steps away, and said to Jian Yunling: "Go and bring that sword to me."

Jian Yunling obeyed obediently.

As soon as Yu Wenzheng held the sword in his hand, his eyes became unusual.If he usually sees people with coldness and evil, then at this moment, he only sees a domineering murderous intent and a pride that looks down on the world.

He flipped his wrist, and the sword flew straight through the air, and there seemed to be a transparent thread on the hilt connected to Yu Wenzheng's palm. No matter how the sword flew, it was under his control.In the end, he gave a light reprimand, and the sword shot up into the sky, and heavily plunged into the ground at Jian Yunling's feet.

She took a step back subconsciously, but there was no panic, only surprise.

Yu Wenzheng watched her reaction sideways, his pupils were filled with coldness, and said: "Princess, how is my king's sword?"

Jian Yunling lowered her head to hide the excitement in her eyes, shook her head and said: "I don't know martial arts, so I don't know what is good and what is not good."

Yu Wenzheng turned the wheelchair and came to her, pulled out the sword that was buried deep in the soil, wiped off the loess on the sword, and said with a sneer: "It's very simple, it's good if you can kill people, if you can't kill people, naturally It's just bad."

Jian Yunling lowered her head again and did not speak.

Yu Wenzheng raised the sword, hooked the corner of his lips, jumped up, and dropped a few sword flowers in the air. He moved quickly and did not touch his body.

But the strange thing is that this series of actions of Yu Wenzheng, seen by Jian Yunling, seemed to be a frame-by-frame slow-moving animation, and every movement was clearly imprinted in her heart.

When Yu Wenzheng sat down firmly, Jian Yunling had memorized all his moves by heart.

"Wangfei thinks, this king is a sword that kills people, or a sword that doesn't kill people?" Yu Wenzheng handed the hilt of the sword to Jian Yunling with a half-smile.

Jian Yunling held up the sword with both hands, raised her head and said with a low smile, "Your Highness's sword should only kill people."

Yu Wenzheng looked up to the sky with a long smile, and said: "Haha, as expected, there is no princess who knows me!" But his eyes are like sharp knives, which makes people feel cold.

"Okay, princess, let's go." Yu Wenzheng pushed the wheelchair and brushed past Jian Yunling.

Jian Yunling put the sword back to its original position, wondering why Yu Wenzheng was about to leave after only two swipes of the sword.

But he heard his deep voice behind him: "By the way, my lord, I am used to reading books before going to bed every night. Today I will ask Dongyun to send some books I often read. I hope my lord will keep them well. I don't want to read them in the future." When I go to the princess' room again, I can't fall asleep every night."

After finishing speaking, she left without caring about Jian Yunling.

(End of this chapter)