Rogue master in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 347 One step away

Naturally, Chen Wei would not really kill the little white rabbit, but the pheasant could not escape death.Sima Feixue hugged the little white rabbit, and was unwilling to give the sword to Chen Wei. In the end, he had no choice but to run to the pool, skin the poor pheasant alive, and disembowel and gut it. Sima Feixue hid far away. , out of sight, out of sight.

After roasting, Sima Feixue only ate a small piece of chicken under Chen Wei's coercion and lure.As a result, the attempt to sleep in the same tent still failed.Sima Feixue, who came to the edge of the forest to release the little white rabbit, looked back at the guy in grief, and smiled, and when he came back, he was back to normal. Before entering the tent, he deliberately hung the snow sword at the tent door, and sheathed it , which means self-evident, don't blame Miss Ben for being rude if you dare to come in.

In the end, Chen Wei still stayed alone in the crooked tent, unable to sleep. Occasionally, the roar of tigers or wild wolves came from a distance, which made people's hair stand on end.Which girl do you think is not afraid and doesn't throw herself into her arms?But she is very skilled in martial arts, if a fierce tiger or wolf comes, there is only one way to die, so Chen Wei also gave up the idea of ​​protecting her with a mighty posture.

The night gradually deepened, and the moon drew half a circle in the night sky, and the moonlight just fell on the tent mouth.

Chen Wei finally caught the topic. He turned his head and looked to the right. There were two layers of tents blocking her, so he couldn't see her, but he could imagine the lying position of the beauty in white, and couldn't help but licked his tongue. The color is so bright and clean, why don't we observe it?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately pricked up his ears, but he didn't come back for a long time. When he smiled wryly and shook his head, a faint voice came from the tent next to him: "I'm tired."

Chen Wei knelt down on his knees, as long as there is a response, he hurriedly hit the rails: "You let me practice straight thrusts, oblique thrusts, vertical chops, and sweeps. These four movements are practical, especially in group battles. They are crisp and efficient. high."

"Ah."

Chen Wei was going crazy, this woman cherishes words like gold too much, at least she also slept in the same tent.

"However, I can't beat Lu Bu." Chen Wei dropped another sentence, looking forward to the next one.

"I can't beat it either," Sima Feixue said.

Chen Wei vomited blood, thinking that she could teach him real swordsmanship, so he quickly asked, "Have you ever fought against him?"

"Ah."

"When?"

"When I came to save you."

Chen Wei was dumbfounded, and asked after a long time: "What realm is he in?"

"One step away from knowing fate, or... already stepped into the realm of knowing fate."

"What? Pop—"

Hearing the noises outside, Sima Feixue couldn't help but lift the curtain to take a look. It turned out that the tent collapsed under his agitation, and the person struggled to get out.

Chen Wei crawled out from the paralyzed tent, his face was pale, he swallowed half of his saliva, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Know your fate?"

Sima Feixue nodded with a flat expression.

Chen Wei smiled wryly, she was already at the pinnacle of martial arts, if she couldn't even defeat Lu Bu, it was obvious that Lu Bu was already in the realm of knowing fate.I am still hovering in the mid-level of Peeping Wu, and the difference in strength is more than one level.

Seeing Chen Wei's dejected look, Sima Feixue said quietly: "Your yin and yang aura is your biggest advantage. If you can finish practicing "Tai Ah Nine Swords", you may be able to fight him."

Chen Wei didn't mean to be happy at all. He had practiced Tai'a Nine Swords to the fifth sword half a year ago, but he was stuck in the same place and stagnated. Tai'a Nine Swords are more difficult than one sword, and the sword is like a mountain. It is impossible to face Lu Bu until he has practiced the ninth sword.

"Play the saber technique I taught you again." Sima Feixue threw the sword to Chen Wei.

Chen Wei was startled, and smiled wryly, "Didn't you see that my right shoulder was injured?"

"As long as the realm is reached, the left hand will do the same." Sima Feixue said.

Chen Wei took the sword and practiced it with his left hand.Although what Sima Feixue taught Chen Wei was not some profound and profound moves, but it took a long time to practice those four boring movements to a natural state, it was just dripping water through a stone.Chen Wei used to practice knives for two hours every morning, and he has persisted for four months. Although he still can't reach the realm of Sima Feixue's flying clouds and flowing water, it can be regarded as a small achievement.

After seeing Chen Wei finished practicing, Sima Feixue said: "The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers. It can be opened and closed. Although there are thousands of troops and horses, I will go there. If you can understand the meaning of the sword thoroughly and integrate it into the sword, you may be able to You can better understand the mystery of "Tai'an Nine Swords". Of course, if you can find another way and find your own unique swordsmanship, it may be more suitable than Tai'an Nine Swords, and you can better exert your own power."

"You mean I can learn sword again now?" Chen Wei said pleasantly.

Sima Feixue nodded, "I'll show you the complete rehearsal of Tai'a Nine Swords. Whether you can figure out something or not depends on your understanding."

This night, after seeing Sima Feixue's sword, Chen Wei knew what the real Tai'a sword technique is.

No wonder it is often said that there is a layer of realm apart, that is a world of difference.Chen Wei is well aware of the gap between himself and Sima Feixue, but he is not discouraged. People are not afraid of lofty goals, but they are afraid of not being diligent and staying where they are.

After watching Sima Feixue's sword, Chen Wei couldn't wait to practice with the sword, for fear that this feeling would disappear after tonight.For sword practice, perception is the most important thing.And this kind of perception is often fleeting, and it is hard to come by.

Sima Feixue ignored Chen Wei who was still waving his sword around the pool in the middle of the night, turned around and entered the tent, his face was pale, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, the corners of his mouth were slowly bleeding.With her eyes closed, she slowly opened the hem of her clothes, and there was a bandage around her waist and abdomen. She slowly unwrapped it, and blood was already oozing, and then a deep wound was shocking.It is true that she and Lu Bu have fought against each other. It is false that she cannot beat Lu Bu, but it is true that the two are not evenly matched in strength.She gritted her teeth and reapplied the dressing.She was injured, and Lu Bu might not be able to use force for a month.

She only heard the sound of swords and wind outside the tent, and low voices. She felt cold and tired all over, and slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly the curtain was lifted, and a voice came: "Feixue, I still don't understand the sixth sword..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and Chen Wei stared blankly at the white figure curled up in the corner of the tent, just like the trembling little white rabbit he caught tonight...

He walked to the side, saw her eyes closed tightly, her face was so pale that there was no blood in it, he quickly reached out to stroke her forehead, it was very hot.

"I told you not to wear wet clothes..." Before Chen Wei finished speaking, he noticed the bright red on her waist and abdomen. Chen Wei dropped the sword in his hand and said in surprise: "Feixue, are you injured?"

Sima Feixue reluctantly opened his eyes, and said weakly: "I'm fine...you go out..."

Without further ado, Chen Wei tore off Sima Feixue's slightly wet white clothes, revealing the creamy, snow-like, flat abdomen, but there was a deep gash on the snow muscle, looking at the shape of the wound, Chen Wei immediately saw that it was caused by a long halberd. hurt.

Sima Feixue weakly wanted to push Chen Wei away, not wanting to show her body to Chen Wei.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Wei directly cut his finger with the snow sword, and the blood fell on Sima Feixue's wound drop by drop.

Sima Feixue trembled violently, slowly opened his eyes, his cheeks were like peach blossoms.

(End of this chapter)