I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Harmony in the room.

Wen Ye and Yu Tianhong were brandishing swords in the corner.

Yu Tianhong was very serious this time, with his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Wen Ye was also involved and put in a lot of effort, trying to perform every move to the ultimate standard.

If you don't do it to standard, a spirit bead will hit you.

That’s right, Lingzhu.

After Yu Tianhong confirmed his status as a thug, he directly handed over a box of spirit beads and placed it in front of Yan Ping, fearing that he would have nothing to hit them with.

Yan Ping didn't pay much attention to them, and focused more on Mu Qingwan.

He put down his pen and threw the body movement diagram he had just drawn to Mu Qingwan.

"Your swordsmanship is more about lightness, while this set of body movements is more about speed."

"Memorize it yourself when you go back."

"When you practice swordplay, adding this set of body movements can make your sword more powerful."

Yan Ping said this, turned around and shot out a spirit bead which hit Wen Ye's elbow.

Wen Ye raised his hand silently.

Mu Qingwan looked at the body movements casually written on the drawing with shock in her eyes.

She prides herself on being calm and reliable, and being able to keep a constant attitude in the face of most things.

But when she saw Yan Ping drawing this set of body movement diagrams, she was really stunned.

The Tianyang Sect is not without its own original martial arts moves, body techniques, and mental methods.

But no one has ever created a set of body movements so easily, especially one that is tailor-made for her.

While Yan Ping was drawing, he also explained to her the various branches of this set of body techniques.

Whenever she asked any additional questions, Yan Ping explained them to her in great detail.

Make sure she hears and understands.

Mu Qingwan held the paper and looked at Yan Ping sincerely.

"Senior Yan, are you still in need of thugs?"

"If you don't need thugs, do you think you need a vase?"

"At the very least, serving tea and water will do."

Even when Yu Tianhong was practicing sword, his ears perked up.

Yan Ping: “…”

Yan Ping turned around unhappily and sat on the chair, holding the warm bell in his hand.

"If you have nothing to do, go practice swordplay. Your basic swordplay needs improvement."

Mu Qingwan felt a little regretful, so she simply took her sword and went to Wen Ye and the others and started practicing sword skills with them.

Yan Ping was not polite either. He curled up in a ball and sat in the chair, then started smashing the spirit beads.

After they smash the things, let them pick them up and send them back.

Mu Yunxi passed by and saw this scene, blinked, and stepped back.

When she appeared again, she walked into the house gently, carefully avoiding the spirit beads on the ground.

He was holding a box of food in his hand, which was quite large.

She bowed slightly to Yan Ping.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Yan. Here are the peach blossom cakes and iced sour juice that I asked the chef to make."

"Try it."

Yan Ping didn’t have any thoughts about icy things now. It was already cold enough, and there was no need to add more burden to himself. He looked at the few spirit beads left in the box.

He simply waved for them to stop.

"Come and eat."

After the words were spoken, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Dragging my tired body.

The weather is hot again, and the temperature is still rising.

At this time, the clothes of the three people were all soaked with sweat. Mu Qingwan practiced sword according to the sword moves adjusted for her by Yan Ping, and the muscles that she had not noticed before were sore.

There was a big round table in Yan Ping's room. Mu Yunxi placed the food in the middle and thoughtfully poured each of them some iced sour juice.

The sour plum juice is served in a white porcelain bowl, showing a rich, deep dark red color. The chilled air coming out of the bowl makes it seem particularly cool.

Yu Tianhong's eyes lit up. Before he even sat down, he picked up a bowl and drank it in one gulp.

The sweet, sour and cool taste exploded in Yu Tianhong's mouth, and she felt like she was reborn.

"hapiness!"

Wen Ye and Mu Qingwan sat next to him one after another. They drank elegantly but not slowly at all.

(PS: Don’t learn this. Don’t drink iced drinks after strenuous exercise. There is a chance of sudden death. Although the chance is small, life is the most important thing.)

Yu Tianhong poured herself another bowl and just after taking a sip, she saw Yan Ping sitting lazily beside her, looking completely uninterested in the sour plum juice in front of her.

Yu Tianhong was a little confused, "Senior, don't you like sour juice?"

Mu Yunxi also looked over carefully. These were specially prepared by her today.

Yan Ping glanced at them, threw the warm bell in his hand to show them, and said lazily.

"I'm not feeling well, and I don't want to drink anything cold."

Yu Tianhong belatedly noticed the cloak wrapped around Yan Ping and was stunned for a moment.

When he came here in the morning, he was nervous and didn't pay attention to this matter.

After I got the approval, I devoted myself even more to proving myself.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong with Yan Ping.

It's really too much wrapping.

Yu Tianhong hesitated for a moment, "Would you like to drink some wine to warm yourself up?"

Yan Ping was a little excited. If nothing else, at least drinking it would really warm his body up.

Wen Ye put down the sour juice he was drinking and looked at Yan Ping with a dim gaze.

Yan Ping: “…”

The embarrassing scene of drinking last night reappeared in front of my eyes.

Yan Ping sighed, "No."

Mu Yunxi was more considerate. When she realized that she had prepared the wrong thing, she poured a cup of hot tea for Yan Ping and served it to him with both hands.

"Senior please."

Yan Ping didn't move.

He looked at Mu Yunxi. She was so attentive. Did she also want to practice sword skills?

Mu Qingwan's eyes moved to Mu Yunxi without saying anything.

Yan Ping tapped the warm bell with his hand tucked into his cloak. He had already released three sheep, so it seemed that one more would not make a difference.

It just so happens that this is the first female lead, and if she is included, there might be a chance to smooth out the relationship line.

Only then did Yan Ping take the hot tea and took a sip slowly.

What followed was a moment of silence. Yan Ping was too lazy to speak, and others did not want to disturb him.

After they finished eating and drinking, they picked up the beads that fell on the ground, placed them neatly on the table, and prepared to start practicing sword.

Yan Ping looked at Mu Yunxi, who was standing aside and seemed hesitant to speak, and spoke in a lazy tone.

"Go."

Mu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, "Ah?"

Yan Ping pointed at the three people who were already getting ready and said, "Go practice sword fighting with them."

Mu Yunxi: "..."

Although she did have something to say, she didn't want to come here to practice swordplay.

Yan Ping looked at her expression and realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing here if you're not practicing sword?"

Mu Yunxi blushed and said honestly, "They are all here, Senior. I have nowhere to go."

Although there were people she knew on the flying boat, she felt uncomfortable staying together.

“So I also want to stay here with Senior.”

Yan Ping: “…”

What an unexpected and unique answer.

Yan Ping pointed to a table not far away and said, "The spiritual energy over there is more concentrated. Let's go over there."

Mu Yunxi's eyes suddenly filled with joy, "Thank you, senior."