"Just practice on your own."

Snowflakes were falling heavily. Butler Fei instructed Su Mu for a while before he sighed and said.

He is old and no longer in his prime. After teaching for only half a day, he felt exhausted.

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded and said gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Fei."

"I'm just telling you some of the things I know. I'm glad you don't mind an old guy like me being so long-winded."

"Mr. Fei's words are so valuable and sound, how can they be considered nagging?"

Su Mu shook his head.

Butler Fei smiled bitterly, and at this moment he couldn't help but think of his young master, and sighed. His young master was good in every way, but he just wouldn't listen to the words of the older generation like them.

In the past, I thought it was nothing for young people to behave like this. Young people are always full of youthful vigor.

But seeing Su Mu listening so attentively, he felt more emotional. They were both young people and both had extraordinary sword skills, but the other party was able to listen to the experience of their older generation.

In fact, he didn't want the young master to follow the path of the older generation. After all, young people always have their own path to take.

But I still hope that the young master can listen more to the experiences of the older generation. They have walked more roads, suffered more hardships, and learned more lessons. After all, they have some experience. It is always good to listen more and learn more from them.

But the young master never cared about these things, and even extremely hated the tasks assigned to him by the head of the family. He was even unwilling to inherit the position of head of the family and was unwilling to take over the "Sword of Kingship".

Thinking of this, Butler Fei's expression became quite complicated.

…………

When Butler Fei went down to rest, Su Mu was still standing in the courtyard, his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. At this moment, he did not practice sword, but just closed his eyes and thought about Butler Fei's teachings just now.

The other party did not hide anything, which benefited him greatly.

Wang Quanzui did not leave, but stood aside coquettishly. The snow and wind around her fell, but before it landed on her, it was pulled away by an invisible wave and landed beside her.

She looked at the man with his eyes closed in thought and had some questions to ask, but given his current state, she could only endure it for the time being.

Finally, after the other party finished thinking and opened his eyes, Wang Quanzui let out a sigh of relief:

"that……"

Su Mu turned his head and looked at her.

It was obviously a very ordinary face, but when Wang Quanzui was looked at by the deep eyes on that ordinary face, he felt inexplicably flustered.

I couldn't help but reach out and push the black hair on my forehead behind my ears.

"Yesterday, Sister Huaizhu showed me two small books. I took a look and they were very well written. Sister Huaizhu said, were they written by you?"

Wang Quanzui's dark eyes flickered with a hint of inquiry.

"Ah."

He nodded.

“It’s quite well written.”

Wang Quan laughed drunkenly, put his hands behind his back, and walked around in front of him twice. While observing him, he continued, "When we sparred yesterday, I felt that you were a bit rough. I never thought that you could write such a delicate story."

"is it?"

He laughed and said, "It's true that Miss Wang Quan underestimated me before."

"Master Su Mu, are you scolding me for being so short-sighted?"

"Is Miss Wang Quan a puppy?"

He looked up.

The girl puffed up her lips and turned her head away:

"Of course not."

Su Mu smiled, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and prepared to continue practicing sword, but immediately, Wang Quanzui's words came again:

"How did you come up with those stories?"

Su Mu relaxed his grip on the hilt of the sword slightly, frowning slightly: "Of course I thought of it."

"That's it..."

The girl nodded slightly: "When will you come up with such a good story next time?"

Su Mu raised his head and looked at her:

"You want to see a new story?"

Wang Quanzui didn't meet his gaze, but looked away, his voice a little awkward:

"Just wondering."

"I've already written one and given it to Qin Lan. If Miss Wang Quan wants to read it, she can go find Qin Lan."

The girl's brows were filled with joy and excitement. She took a slight step and then stopped immediately. "Next time, if you write another story, you can tell me and show it to me first."

"Then you need to ask Qin Lan."

He placed his hand lightly on the hilt of the sword, his eyes already closed, ready to begin practicing swordplay.

"Why ask her?"

Wang Quanzui couldn't help but speak. Thinking of the little girl who gave her the cold shoulder as soon as they met, she felt inexplicably annoyed.

After waiting for a while but receiving no reply, I realized that the other party had closed his eyes, as if all his energy was focused on the sword in his hand.

He was obviously immersed in his own swordsmanship.

Wang Quanzui wanted to say something, but seeing the other party's state, he opened his mouth and finally decided not to interrupt.

I had to grit my teeth

With a stern face, she went into the house to look for Dongfang Qinlan.

Let me read the new story written by the other party first.

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This is the fifth chapter today, the third additional chapter, and all the additional chapters have been written.

I----Susu----never owe money.

One hundred 'Generate Power for Love' plus one more chapter.

I checked the backstage and found that there are fewer and fewer "powering for love" posts. It seems that the big names are considerate and sympathetic to the young authors.

They are all good people.

I can't bear to add more,

Everyone wants me to write slowly.

So touched

Hehe, then I will write slowly.

In addition, the charcoal grilled blackie, a large group of blackies have been charcoal grilled, and the rating has finally increased from 6.7 to 6.8

Charcoal grilled black fish, braised black fish, stir-fried black fish.

Baizi wins big, Baizi is awesome, long live Baizi, Baizi will never die, Baizi and his wife and concubines live in harmony.

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