Female President's Personal Doctor

"Sword girl, she's sword girl." The guard finally recognized her and screamed. At the same time, he was also shocked. How could this high-ranking sword maniac become such a despondent figure.

Jian Chi didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he felt his head was heavy and painful, and his vest was burning like a fire, and it was like being stabbed by countless steel needles.

This is really a great suffering, which is even worse than the previous time when she lost her temper when practicing martial arts.

At the beginning, she was eager for success. She practiced Tibetan swordsmanship day and night. Unexpectedly, one day, she suddenly became possessed. Her Qi was out of control and ran around in her body, stimulating her internal organs.

But even so, she still kept a trace of clarity, with extraordinary perseverance, a little bit to guide the spirit, and finally controlled the spirit, out of the danger of being possessed.

She also got a blessing in disguise. After that, she practiced Tibetan swordsmanship smoothly and made great progress.

She thought that there was no more terrible pain in the world than to be possessed, but today he really realized it.

Although the vitality was temporarily suppressed by her, its power was far more powerful than that in her body. Its destructive power was even more amazing, and the pain brought by nature was also more unforgettable.

In a coma, she suddenly felt a cool vest, another force of gas into the body, the fiery pain gradually eliminated, she could not help but call up comfortably.

I don't know how long after that, the pain disappeared, and another breath also withdrew from her body.

Her mind gradually clear, slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar face, a warm and comfortable heart for no reason.

Had it not been for Huang Fengtu's text messages, she would have had a face-to-face confrontation with the police. Although she was confident of escaping, she could not avoid some trouble.

"Old man..."

Huang Fengtu stands aloof, still a cloud light breeze clear air, it seems that nothing in the world can change his mentality.

He looks at you like this. Although he looks quiet, just like an amiable uncle next door, he gives people a sense of oppression and awe. He is like a mountain in the world.

"I failed, old man." Sword crazy shame said.

Instead of lowering her head, she looked directly into Huang Fengtu's eyes, for all affectations in front of him were futile. His eyes can reach people's hearts and see through people's desires and thoughts.

Moreover, Jian Chi is not an affectation, she is a proud White Swan, even now scarred, she is still as proud as ever.

"I know." Huang Fengtu said gently.

"I'm not reconciled."

"I know."

"But I did lose."

"I know."

These three words "I know" seem to be nonsense, but they show his strong self-confidence in dealing with changes. His top man has been defeated so badly that he still can't make a ripple in his heart.

"I won't fail next time."

Huang Fengtu was silent.

Jian Chi's eyes were full of courage and horror. He stared into his eyes tightly. His silence represented different opinions, which showed that he didn't think she would succeed, which made her heart tense instantly.

Nothing in the world can disturb her heart, but only one person, Huang Fengtu, who is also a teacher and friend, can disturb her mind. This is the only person she cares about.

She didn't know who her parents were. All she knew was that she had been following Huang Fengtu since she could remember. She had been practicing fencing since she was a child, and her understanding of fencing was extraordinary.

So far, apart from her ideal, Huang Fengtu is the person she cares about most, and sometimes his opinions can even influence her thoughts.

"Can't I really beat him?" Sword crazy despairingly asks a way.

Huang Fengtu said: "this man's Kung Fu is very strange. It's not easy to defeat him."

The sword maniac lowered his head.

"Who is he?"

Jian Chi raised his head again and gritted his teeth and said, "Ning fan."

"It's him." He pondered, "it seems that my previous judgment on him is not all right. He has this magical skill, and he really has the capital of arrogance."

"What kind of martial arts did he practice? How could he be so powerful?" Sword mania was aroused curiosity.

Huang Fengtu shook his head slowly and said, "I can't say it clearly, and I've never heard of it."

"What? Haven't you heard of the old man? " Jian Chi's eyes widened. In her mind, Huang Feng knew astronomy and geography on the map, and was almost perfect. If even he had never heard of this kind of Kung Fu, she really didn't know what to use to describe it.

"Unheard of." Huang Fengtu stressed again.

Sword maniac's face darkened quickly. She thought that she had only suffered a loss because of her female identity and let the other side win by chance. Later, she had a chance to pull back a game. However, master Huang claimed that she could not win and that the other side's martial arts were strange and magical.

Huang Fengtu naturally felt her depression. She raised her mouth slightly and said, "sword maniac, you don't need to be depressed. Although Ning fan's Kung Fu is powerful, it's not invincible. Your hidden sword skill is infinite and changeable. As long as you make further breakthroughs, you can defeat him."

"Breakthrough?"

"Yes, you only know that hiding sword can be divided into two moves: hiding sword and throwing sword, and there are endless changes in these two moves, but you don't know that the third move of hiding sword is Hua Jian. But only one person has practiced this skill so far, at least as far as I know

"Have you ever done it alone? Who is it? "

"You don't need to know for the moment, just concentrate on practicing sword."

"I understand." Jian Chi didn't ask her why Huang Fengtu didn't tell her before. She believed that he had his reasons for doing so.

"Transforming the sword, as the name suggests, is to transform the sword into invisibility, so that the enemy can not feel the existence of the sword, even the shadow and light of the sword. It seems that there is no sword between heaven and earth, but there are swords everywhere between heaven and earth. As long as one's mind moves, the sword can kill people invisibly." Huang explained.

The swordsman listened seriously, but his brow wrinkled involuntarily, because this set of swordsmanship theory was unheard of by her, and it was too magical.

If there is no sword between heaven and earth, how can it hurt people? What can it do to hurt people?

If you want to hurt people, you must have a sword. If you have a sword, it will be visible. No matter how fast you are, it will be visible.

It's no different from the Arabian Nights.

Obviously, Huang Fengtu also saw her doubts, and said: "this is just a set of theories, the mystery of which is only his own experience."

Jian Chi stares at Huang Fengtu and asks, "master, can you make a sword?"

The sadness in Huang Fengtu's eyes flashed away and said, "have you ever seen me use a sword?"

"No

"I don't use a sword, I only use my hands." He raised the slender palm of the palm like the tallow jade and said calmly. Those hands are shining with crystal clear color under the light. These hands are like works of art made of white jade.