It’s all Shura field!

Lin Yanzhou stood not far away, his expression still cold as he watched Song Qingbai nestling in his spirit pool.

"Big Brother, I'm sorry, the weather is quite hot today. I'd like to borrow your spiritual spring water for a while."

Song Qingbai buried his entire body in the water and quickly explained to Lin Yanzhou who came to check from a distance.

"Come out quickly, it's time to practice swordsmanship today."

Lin Yanzhou turned around and sighed quietly. Fortunately, he was just taking a bath and no one was planning to take his two fish.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Song Qingbai said with a smile on her face. When she cast a spell and flew up, she also changed her clothes from the space ring.

"From today on, you will start practicing sword skills with me!"

In the martial arts training ground, Lin Yanzhou was still dressed in white, holding a Frost Sword in his hand, and was practicing a set of sword techniques.

His movements were already very slow, but Song Qingbai, who was standing aside, still felt somewhat embarrassed. She silently glanced at the peach wood sword in her hand and forced herself to memorize the entire set of sword techniques first.

"How is it? Do you understand it? This is the simplest set of swordsmanship. You can use the peach wood sword first. When your cultivation breaks through the Nascent Soul stage, I will find a suitable sword for you."

When Lin Yanzhou looked at Song Qingbai with his narrow eyes, he saw that she still had a smile on her face, and thought that she had already remembered it clearly.

"Brother, your swordsmanship is superb, I really admire you.

How about I try it out first, and you take a look to see if there are any deficiencies?"

Song Qingbai spoke so calmly that Lin Yanzhou felt that he had a talent for teaching disciples.

But at a moment, after seeing Song Qingbai's crooked movements, his icy face could no longer hold up.

Isn’t it said that people who are born with sword bones can learn swordsmanship much faster than ordinary people?

Lin Yanzhou looked at Song Qingbai quietly, but finally couldn't help but step forward.

"You need to raise your hand higher here. Also, this posture is wrong. You just practiced swordplay. Don't be too hasty."

He taught so seriously that he didn't even notice that he was almost wrapping Song Qingbai in his arms.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Song Qingbai's fox eyes. In fact, this set of swordsmanship was very simple, and she had a photographic memory.

If it was just simple sword practice, it would certainly not be difficult for her, but she also had the mission of conquering Lin Yanzhou!

"Host, hurry up and kiss him while you can."

Seeing the serious look on Lin Yanzhou's face, the system still fearlessly reminded him.

Song Qingbai's hand was held by his big hand. Just when he was distracted, the system's obscene reminder sounded in his mind.

"Ruyi, I think we were going in the wrong direction before. The more intimate the physical contact, the faster the intimacy between us will grow.

Think about last night, how much did the intimacy between me, Shen Rangchen and Lu Qianyin increase?"

"Host, what do you mean?"

The system was a little confused. Shouldn't one first trick the person into bed and get his body?

"I think my mission as a Raider is to win their hearts, their sincerity."

Song Qingbai raised his eyebrows slightly, which made Lin Yanzhou's expression even colder.

"Practicing sword skills requires concentration and focus. How can you just ignore it and do it casually?"

Seeing that Song Qingbai was absent-minded, Lin Yanzhou suddenly became angry and said in a cold voice.

In the Shenwu Continent, even if one has extraordinary talent, if one does not practice sincerely, or if one wants to take shortcuts and does not put in the effort, how can one get what one wants?

He is like this, let alone Song Qingbai who has just awakened. In Lin Yanzhou's eyes, his little junior sister is already far behind others.

Lin Yanzhou's face was so cold that Song Qingbai shivered in a cowardly manner.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother, I was just thinking of the moves."

Song Qingbai said embarrassedly, cursing the system in his heart, but the system had long disappeared at this moment.

"If you don't master this set of sword techniques today, don't leave Qinghua Peak."

Lin Yanzhou has always valued time and loved practicing swordsmanship, so he just left these words and disappeared.

"Ah...it seems that today's attack on Lin Yanzhou is in vain again."

Song Qingbai looked a little lost. She adjusted her mood and swung the peach wood sword in her hand into the air.

Where is the clumsy look from just now?

She was dressed in red, her figure was graceful, and purple light lingered around her. Every time she drew her sword, it was so fast and so smooth.

Keep practicing like this until your forehead is covered with sweat.

The days passed slowly and quickly, and Song Qingbai's life became extremely busy.

She went to Qinghua Peak to practice sword in the morning, and would go back to have lunch with Zhuo Yuan and Ji Yunshen at noon.

As for why Ji Yunshen finally agreed to let Zhuo Yuan stay, it was all because of Song Qingbai's repeated assurances and the use of his invincible killer move, crying and making a fuss, almost hanging himself.

This forced Ji Yunshen to warn Zhuo Yuan fiercely and then let him move to the house closest to him. Only then was he satisfied.

And every afternoon!

Song Qingbai also has to go to Zhenwu College to take some required courses and educate Su Yimo and others.

At the same time, she also had to be wary of Shen Rangchen's sudden invitation to spiritual practice, as well as Fang Jingzhi's flattery and entanglement.

At night, Song Qingbai would quietly wash and dress up while no one was paying attention, and then teleport herself directly to Lu Qianyin's bed.

It was dark at night, and Lu Qianyin looked at Song Qingbai who was holding him with some helplessness. He set up the barrier every time, but he could not defend against her.

"Huh? Qianyin, did you change the incense tonight?"

Song Qingbai was skillfully hugging Lu Qianyin, who was smelling of medicine. From the initial awkwardness and ambiguity between the two to the present state of being accustomed to it.

Habit is a terrible thing!

"Well, does the fragrance smell good today?"

Lu Qianyin moved his arm to make Song Qingbai lie more comfortably, and his tone was very gentle.

"It does smell good, but why did it suddenly change its scent?"

Song Qingbai closed his eyes slightly, his hands tightly around Lu Qianyin's waist, with a smile on his lips.

[Hehe, the most handsome man in Shenwu Continent is different, his waist is thin and beautiful. ]

"Host, you are smiling like a nympho right now, you should pay more attention to your image!"

The system couldn't bear to watch it any longer and silently gave a reminder.

"How could I forget to block you? Oops... my memory is so bad..."

Snapped...

The next moment, the system only beeped once, and then Song Qingbai could not be contacted at all.

"Tsk tsk...you big scumbag, you think about Lu Qianyin all day long and don't think about the other missions!"

Being addicted to male beauty will only lead to mistakes!

"When you came here the past two days, I noticed that you looked a little tired. Is it because of training?"

Lu Qianyin also closed his eyes and explained slowly.

"Yes, the college is about to have an assessment, and the senior brother has become more and more strict. It's scary."

Song Qingbai started to complain, but before Lu Qianyin could respond, he fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing Song Qingbai fall asleep, Lu Qianyin reached out and held her wrist, his eyes falling on the purple bracelet.