The arrogant female CEO’s personal expert

Lincheng.

As a small town in the north with relatively congested traffic, Lincheng is a small town with all-inclusive features. It is based on traditional agriculture and supports various secondary and tertiary industries.

Lincheng has always adhered to the style of self-sufficiency and internal economic independence. Although it has also accepted some modern information, the people in the town have always been self-sufficient, and the gap between the rich and the poor is relatively small. big.

But this closed environment, in addition to being unfriendly to outsiders, also creates another kind of problem.

The primitive culture of law of the jungle prevails here, but modern civilization is not very acceptable.

If Jiang You wants to come to Lincheng, he can only choose to walk except for the ox cart ride once every three days. Because Lincheng opposes the construction of roads, so until now, there is no modern road.

Of course, this is not a difficult problem for Jiang You who has reached the magical realm.

In the realm of supernatural powers, one can travel thousands of miles in a day with ease.

At this time, it was just dawn, and An Jiaran had already gone out to fetch water. The water source was on the mountain. This was the water supply for the entire Lincheng. Every household would go there to fetch water, but there were pipes leading to the mountain, like An Jiaran. In this way, there are very few people carrying barrels up the mountain by themselves.

The reason why he did this was because An Jiaran was exercising.

As a famous martial arts family in Lincheng, the An family has inherited many complicated rules, one of which includes getting up early every day to fetch water.

Unknowingly, An Jiaran had filled up the water tank in the yard, and then began to practice sword skills in the yard, over and over again, tirelessly, with sweat oozing from her forehead, reflected in the sunlight. Shining light underneath.

"Huh!" An Jiaran let out a long breath. Suddenly, he noticed a gaze, turned his head suddenly, and saw a handsome young man sitting on the wall of the yard, looking at him with a smile. .

"What's your name?" the young man asked.

An Jiaran's face darkened, and she scolded sternly: "Who are you? How dare you secretly learn my An Jia's sword skills!?"

The young man just smiled and did not answer. He turned over and landed lightly in the middle of the yard.

Seeing the young man's actions, An Jiaran couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

As a descendant of a martial arts family, An Jiaran naturally has good eyesight and can recognize the extraordinary skills of others.

There are actually experts coming to this remote and remote place?

An Jiaran was suddenly a little frightened.

But Lincheng has never welcomed outsiders, and Anjia is no exception.

An Jiaran held a long knife in his hand and looked at Jiang You warily.

Jiang You smiled and didn't say much. He picked up a branch from the side and gestured towards An Jiaran.

In An Jiaran's eyes, this was a provocation.

"Seeking death!" An Jiaran yelled angrily. Although they worked behind closed doors, they had absolute confidence in themselves. For many years in Lincheng, no outsider dared to bully them. This is ironclad proof.

Facing Jiang You's provocation, An Jiaran stepped forward and slashed at the latter with a knife.

Hiss!

The blade cut through the air with a fierce wind.

Jiang You raised his hand to block the attack with a branch.

An Jiaran was shocked when she saw the branch that was even thinner than her little finger.

If it were cut down like this, the branches would be broken, and even half of Jiang You's face would be chopped off even if he was beaten.

She never thought about killing anyone!

Subconsciously, An Jiaran stopped the strength in his hand and only planned to cut off the branches as far as he could.

click!

A strange noise.

An Jiaran's eyes suddenly opened wide and she stared at what was happening in front of her in disbelief. Her knife was actually blocked by such a weak branch.

"This!?" An Jiaran couldn't believe it, and suddenly retreated. The alert young man launched a counterattack, and at the same time brandished his knife to protect his vitals.

However, the next moment, the quiet environment made her a little stunned.

Looking around, An Jiaran only saw an empty yard. It was as if the young man just now had never appeared before.

"Where's the person?" An Jiaran shouted several times, but no trace was found. The only thing that seemed to prove that the young man had just come was the branch on the ground.

Picking up the branch, An Jiaran gently threw it into the air and chopped it with a knife.

Click.

The branches broke in response.

"It seems I'm too tired?" An Jiaran was a little confused.

At this moment, a slightly annoyed voice came.

"Why did you stop?" A middle-aged man strode out of the room with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Dad, someone just came." An Jiaran said.

"Human, who is that?" An Qin snorted coldly: "I'm just watching you in the room. You are the only one in the whole yard. Where is anyone else? Don't you want to practice swordsmanship, so just make excuses here. ”

"I didn't!" An Jiaran argued, "There was just a person here, and he was not from our city. He seemed to be an outsider."

An Qin didn't want to listen to his daughter's explanation at all.

In fact, he had just been supervising An Jiaran's practice. He could tell at a glance whether there was anyone else in the yard.

Besides, with his hearing ability, he can easily hear the movement even if the other person is looking into his field of vision. He won't even let go of a small mouse, so how could he miss a big living person?

No matter what An Jiaran said, he would only regard it as an excuse.

Of course, An Jiaran began to doubt himself when An Qin said this.

Could it be that I really saw it wrong?

Without thinking much, An Jiaran immediately continued practicing her swordplay under her father's scolding, but no matter how hard she tried to concentrate, the scene just now flashed through her mind.

Can anyone really block his own blow with a branch?

No, it's impossible.

An Jiaran laughed to himself, feeling more and more that his father was right. He just liked to think wildly, which led to hallucinations.

the next day.

An Jiaran carried water as usual, but this time, she saw the boy she met yesterday again.

"Do you carry water every day?" Jiang You asked with a smile.

"Is the hallucination so powerful?" An Jiaran thought secretly in her heart. Instead of answering Jiang You's words, she just immersed herself in fetching water. After the water tank in the yard was filled, she started practicing her sword.

But that damn hallucination appeared again.

Jiang You once again picked up a branch and dangled it in front of An Jiaran to provoke her.

"Then do it again!" An Jiaran picked up the knife and shouted to Jiang You.

Regardless of whether this was an illusion or not, An Jiaran felt that it was necessary to swing the sword with all his strength, otherwise he would be trapped in the previous scene.

Her knife could chop down even a branch.