The young princess PK charming prince

After a moment of silence, Mo Tianxun smiled slowly and looked at Jingjing. The smile on his lips became stronger and stronger.

He said slowly, "that's because... My face, my heart and the direction of growth are different from ordinary people!"

"Oh? Different? What's different?" Bing Ying asked.

Mo Tianxun said, "my heart grows in the opposite direction to ordinary people, so... I can practice the silent magic skill, which is a unique skill of my demon sect. Ordinary people can't contact or let people learn. Only God or his successor can have the opportunity to learn."

His wine colored pupils narrowed slightly, and the demonic candle light was in his eyes. In a moment, it had faded.

Just listen to him seriously: "since the founding of Tianjiao, only two gods have practiced this magic skill, and I am one of them!"

Bing Ying was deeply stunned and looked surprised: "it turns out... There are such magical skills in the world. It's strange, really strange..."

"No, it shouldn't be strange." Bing Ying immediately denied her words and continued: "it should be said that it's amazing. As expected, there are all kinds of wonders in the world. There are people outside the world and there are days outside the world..."

She thought that the Luoying sword technique of Beitang family was invincible in the world. Unexpectedly, there were such exquisite skills that could only be seen in myths.

Although this kind of magical skill is of no great use, it is only suitable for Mo Tianxun's "sneaking around".

Compared with the falling cherry sword, it is not as powerful as its power, but it is too wonderful.

Bing Ying really wants to know what's wonderful in Mo Tianxun's martial arts that she can't even think of?

"What? Are you interested?" Mo Tian looked for his eyebrow and asked Bing Ying.

He could see that Bing Ying didn't want to inquire about anything or get any news from him.

She just wanted to know what those wonderful martial arts and phenomena were for.

At that time, his heart moved. For the first time in his life, he was unprepared for people other than himself.

Bing Ying nodded and looked at Mo Tianxun in disbelief: "I'm interested, so what?"

Mo Tianxun said, "if you are interested, I will take you to see it."

Bing Ying was deeply shocked and looked at Mo Tianxun in disbelief. After a long time, she hesitated and asked, "I... can I?"

Mo Tianxun nodded: "I'm God. I'm the biggest here. What can't I do?"

After he said that, he took a thin water blue cloak on the screen and put it on Bing Ying. He turned to look at her with a smile in his eyes and jumped out of the window.

"With my eyes closed, I can show you, but I can't let you know where it is, otherwise... I'm afraid even I can't protect you." he whispered in Bingying's ear.

Bingying wanted to see those strange learning in her heart. As expected, she closed her eyes obediently.

Mo Tianxun was surprised that she was so "obedient". His hand was around her waist. It seemed that there were some strange things slowly pouring into his cold and indifferent heart.

Strange feelings, like bamboo shoots sprouting in spring, encounter rain and grow crazy

This strange feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He couldn't help turning his head suspiciously and glancing at Bingying.

However, Bing Ying just closed her eyes tightly.

Strangely, the restless heart suddenly got a strange peace.

His heart suddenly became restless

Although the strange feeling made him uncomfortable, it made him like it inexplicably. It felt... Damn good.

Even he doesn't know what happened to him

"You can open your eyes!" after a while, Bing Ying felt the sound of landing, and Mo Tianxun's voice came out in her ear.

Bing Ying was slightly stunned and quickly opened her eyes.

First of all, a smell of ink came, and what came into view was a huge stone room.

The room was so empty that there was only a desk in the east of the room that looked as if it was far away. Behind the desk was a large bookshelf. On the desk, there was newly developed ink, white paper rushed there, and a few words were written on it. The Paperweight was a cold jade, which looked very good.

Bing Ying turned her head again. On the walls of the room, on each wall, there were some strange villains painted. With the huge room, the mural extended far and far.

Bing Ying was so surprised that she couldn't help asking Mo Tianxun, "what is this? Why are there so many strange villains?"

Those people were all naive and had some strange gestures on their hands.

It seems that they should be boxing, but those fists often look different from general boxing, palm techniques, routines and strength. It's strange. It's really strange.

Mo Tianxun suddenly took Bing Ying's hand. Bing Ying was stunned and wanted to get rid of his hand.

But he said, "come with me. Don't you want to know how my breath closing skill is refined?"

After listening to this, Bing Ying immediately stopped her struggle, turned her head and looked at Mo Tianxun.

Mo Tianxun smiled, looked at Bing Ying, pointed to the endless winding corridor in front, and whispered, "right in front, go and have a look with me!"

Bing Ying nodded. For a moment, she also forgot Mo Tianxun's hand and took her hand. She just followed him and walked forward.

After walking for a while, Mo Tianxun stopped in front of the man with yellow clothes on one side, looked at Bing Ying slightly and said, "look, it's the move above, and the mental formula is over there."

Bing Ying looked in the direction of his fingers, and sure enough, a row of small lettering appeared under the right corner.

Bing Ying looked closely and really felt very exquisite.

Look at the villains under the wall. In contrast, they are unspeakably profound.

"That's what you practiced? It's really exquisite and contains great mystery and mental skills. No wonder you left like this after practicing it." Bing Ying took time to look back at Mo Tian and said with a smile.

"You practice and see?" Mo Tianxun just smiled and said faintly.

Bing Ying was surprised for a moment. After her surprise, she looked at Mo Tianxun and asked lazily, "I'm not from your demon sect. Aren't you afraid... To be stolen by an outsider? Don't you mean that ordinary people and outsiders can't learn such martial arts?"

Mo Tianxun was carrying a double back, and his wine colored pupils were more and more charming against the torch in the cave. He smiled at Jingjing and said faintly: "I said you are not an outsider, sooner or later... I will make you willing to follow me, so you are not an outsider, you will become an insider, I don't worry at all!"

"You..." Bing Ying was still secretly appreciating this man's generosity.

The moves of these villains, those mental skills, Bing Ying, who never forgets, have long been written down.

Bingying is not a gentleman, so Mo Tianxun will contact secretly even if she doesn't say it.

However, Mo Tianxun said so generously. Bing Ying still felt that he was rare and generous.

My heart was secretly filled with admiration. As soon as I heard the man say the following words, I immediately lost all my good feelings for him. All that remained was disgust and helplessness.

"Why? His eyes are so big that he doesn't believe it?" Mo Tianxun asked with a smile under Bing Ying's surprised look.

Bingying immediately converged: "I don't believe it!"

Mo Tianxun sighed with a smile, looked at Bing Ying and said helplessly, "do you believe I will let you practice, or don't you believe... You will become my person one day."

Bing Ying thought slightly, looked at him with a smile and said, "I don't believe it!"

Mo Tian frowned and listened to Bing Ying's natural attitude and said, "you said I would become your person sooner or later. I don't know why you have such confidence, but I know that I will never change my mind about Nangong Xiu."

She turned her eyebrows and eyes and borrowed a very common saying: "only when the mountain has no mausoleum and the heaven and the earth meet, can she dare to be unique with you!"

After saying that, I felt a little ridiculous, and then smiled and said, "so, I know my thoughts and will, but I don't know where your self-confidence comes from, so... I don't believe it first."

"Your martial arts is a unique skill of your demon sect. You are willing to let me learn it easily. If it weren't for this martial arts, I couldn't learn it at all, or there were other conspiracies, I wouldn't be fooled!"

In Mo Tianxun's helpless eyes, Bing Ying continued: "so, this is another disbelief."

No matter what the reason is, Bing Ying just needs to write down the moves and mental skills inside and practice secretly when there is no one.

She is not a gentleman anyway. Why should she accept it face to face? Instead, she owes Mo Tian a favor and let him sell a good one.

What's more, nine times out of ten he wants to see Bing Ying's martial arts foundation and her talent to learn martial arts.

Other things can be found. If you don't see them with your own eyes, you can't hear them or think of them.

Moreover, Bing Ying's unforgettable ability in this age... If it is known, especially by this demon, it will cause trouble.

Sometimes, here, talent is not necessarily good, but will cause trouble for yourself.

Although this unforgettable memory is just an excellent training result of memory method and the skills of every agent, it's hard to say whether these ancients would think so.

Therefore, Bingying had better pretend to be a fool.

"How strange!"

After listening to Bing Ying's words, Mo Tianxun felt strange for a while, smiled faintly, and said coldly, "others are eager to learn. I don't know how much you want to learn. You're strange. You don't have the mind to learn."

Bing Ying smiled: "you're joking. You are gifted. The position of your heart is different from that of ordinary people, so you can learn it so easily, but... I'm different. I'm very clumsy."