Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

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"Did you hear that? Don't be polite. There are so many good things in the Li Mansion. You can pick a good one carefully." Lou Xiao winked at Ai Ying and laughed.

Her cheerful tone filled the Wanqiu Garden. "I haven't seen the martial arts of the Northern Desert for a long time. Today is a good time to see something new! Who did you learn from? Do you know the scimitar, which is the most powerful weapon of the Northern Desert?"

After Lou Xiao finished speaking, she thought of the old knife. In her memory, someone had a persistent memory of it flying like a silver hook under the moonlight in the desert. When the knife light appeared, it harvested lives, and when the knife light fell, it was silent.

There was someone in the Northern Desert who was so skilled in using a scimitar that she came here in admiration and was too exhausted to deal with him.

Unfortunately──

She felt a little gloomy in her heart. "It's okay if you don't know it. It's a skill that very few people can learn. It's a miracle that it can be passed down."

Ai Ying opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Li Huaiqing covered his arm and said to Lou Xiao,

"Are you happy, Miss Lou? You are going to Jianghu on His Majesty's order. I don't know how many martial artists you will meet. Will you ask for advice from every martial artist you meet?"

He was testing Lou Xiao's temperament. If she liked to fight regardless of the consequences, they might encounter many problems along the way.

Lou Xiao told him to relax, "No, it's only today."

She walked out from behind him, "Come on, keep going. Erliu! Why don't you give it a try? Have you ever come into contact with warriors from the Northern Desert? Perfect!"

Er Liu, who was half-crouching under the pear tree, moved slightly, and at Lou Xiao's command, he rushed straight towards Ai Ying.

Ai Ying was stunned at first, but seeing that Lou Xiao was very excited, she knew that she had to do her best today, so she started fighting with Er Liu.

Lou Xiao followed them with a sword in one hand. As Ai Ying jumped up and lightly touched the water surface, like a big bird flying across the lake, her praise came.

"Good skills! Erliu! You can't lose!"

Er Liu chased after them with a determined look in his eyes. The three guys who were devoted to martial arts just left Li Huaiqing, who knew nothing about martial arts, and "competed" in the Wanqiu Garden, either seriously or casually.

It was just perfect for Lou Xiao, and for Li Huaiqing, he didn't even feel unhappy.

Jiubai was watching Li Huaiqing standing alone by the lake in the corner, wanting to tell him that the young lady would do this on a whim.

But he was halfway across the lake from him, and if he shouted the message, it would seem... not very decent.

After all, someone like Li Huaiqing comes from an aristocratic family, so he would care a lot about the etiquette of serving people, right?

She hesitated for a few seconds, but fortunately Li Huaiqing looked at Lou Xiao and the others and returned to the house.

Li Huaiqing hid the wound on his arm that had not yet healed completely. From time to time, he could hear Lou Xiao's laughter and exclamations in his ears, but that was an area he could not get involved in.

The Li family values ​​literature over martial arts, and no one in the family would learn martial arts. Although he does not look down on martial artists like his elders,

But I have never held a real weapon, nor have I seen blood.

He believed that a gentleman uses his pen as a sword, which can hurt people without being seen, and is more elegant than barbaric bloodshed.

If Lou Xiao heard this, she would definitely laugh at him for being pretentious. A real fight with real guns and swords in the face of real danger is real, and everything else is fake.

Li Huaiqing had simply lived in an ivory tower for too long and had never encountered a truly life-threatening moment.

But his guards were experienced. Lou Xiao followed the fight between Er Liu and Ai Ying closely, with a bold and unrestrained manner.

A soft and ghostly one that always strikes you from an unnoticed angle.

Fortunately, Ai Ying was also a man who had experienced many battles. This was actually the first time he had met someone like Er Liu who was a secret guard. In addition to being good at killing with one strike, he also had many other ways to kill people invisibly.

Do your best to eliminate all threats to your master, at any cost.

While fighting with Ai Ying, Er Liu took some time to think, in the Central Plains Dynasty, were the people she practiced martial arts with all these people?

He was distracted for a moment, and Er Liu found a flaw, and reached for his chest with one hand.

Lou Xiao's eyes lit up, and he was about to clap his hands, but Ai Ying rushed forward, not caring about the possibility of his own heart being ripped out, and was determined to injure Er Liu as well. He was determined to fight to the death and refused to admit defeat.

Neither of the two men was willing to back down. Lou Xiao's original enjoyment of watching turned into disapproval.

The two stubborn men regarded victory as everything and refused to show defeat in front of her, and would not retreat even if they were injured.

She turned her wrist slightly, raised the tip of her sword and cut off the two men's endless battle.

Each of them would take on two and force them to withdraw their attack and retreat, or else they would fight with her and see if they would accept defeat at her hands.

Er Liu had fought with her many times, but he would never join forces with others to fight her. He would stop at the first opportunity and would not continue even if he would get hurt.

Ai Ying saw that she was going to stop them, and suddenly came to her senses and realized that she had gone too far.

There was really no need for him to care about the people around her. He had been away from her for too long. It was extremely normal for her to have someone else accompany her to practice martial arts. Why should he be jealous?

Yes, it's jealousy.

Er Liu remained silent, but he seemed to have known Lou Xiao for a long time, and there was an inexplicable familiarity between the two.

And he was obviously an old acquaintance of Lou Xiao, but now they met and didn't recognize each other, and she had completely forgotten him.

Separating the two people from the endless fight, Er Liu half-crouched on the ground and immediately looked at Lou Xiao.

When Ai Ying withdrew her hand, her blood boiled and she almost vomited blood.

He glanced at Er Liu. He knew that his strength was almost the same as his, but if they continued to fight, it would be hard to predict who would win or lose.

Lou Xiao's sword flashed fiercely, and he said to the two people seriously, "This was supposed to be a duel, why are you two fighting so hard? What, do you two have a grudge against each other?"

Her inquiring eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. Er Liu turned his face away and said nothing.

He was the Queen's secret guard, so it was impossible for him to have any grudge against a gangster. Lou Xiao knew this very well.

So she looked at Ai Ying twice more. Ai Ying felt something uncomfortable in her chest and apologized first as if she had lost.

"It's my fault. I met a suitable opponent and failed to stop my attack."

Lou Xiao accepted his reason and did not ask any more questions.

Late at night, Er Liu and Ai Ying had almost finished practicing martial arts with her. Lou Xiao sat cross-legged on the roof, closed her eyes and reviewed every swing of the sword that day.

The sword lay flat on his knees, gleaming in the moonlight,

Erliu crouched in the darkness like a shadow, just behind her, motionless.

Ai Ying hugged her chest and watched the tacit understanding between the two of them, and heard Lou Xiao say to him, "Thank you for your sparring today."

It sounded very strange, Ai Ying felt a little embarrassed, "Then... I will go back to your residence."

Lou Xiao opened her eyes and smiled and nodded at him. Ai Ying lowered her brows and saluted, then left the two quiet figures in the dark night, jumped over the lake and landed under the pear tree.

The courtyard was quiet. Li Huaiqing had fallen asleep. He sat under the pear tree and let out a breath, not feeling sleepy at all.