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"Okay, keep practicing. Listen! Take it easy! I'm going to drink water, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

"Yes!" Cai Xiaowen tensed her face, and started to practice the fan technique Liang Jingan taught her again.

Liang Jingan walked quickly to the inn.When she reached the darkest part of the night, she used her strength to dodge to the side, hiding in the shadow of the big tree.The trunk of the big tree was thick and strong, completely blocking Liang Jing'an's body. She leaned against the trunk, leaned her neck back, and drew out the soft sword in her waist, shaking her hand into a sharp blade.

Under the clear moon, Cai Xiaowen meticulously slashed and stretched the thorns as if painting on a dark screen.Except for the occasional breaking wind, the surroundings are quiet.Sometimes the night wind blows through the knee-high weeds after a spring rain, rubbing against them to make a peaceful rustling sound.Shouldn't there be something else?For example, the man in the grass.

Now Cai Xiaowen is the only one exposed under the moonlight, practicing new kung fu clumsily, isn't this a good time?Why didn't it move when the machine arrived?

Liang Jing'an waited patiently for a while, then gave up and went back to Cai Xiao's tattoo to perform her duties as a master.To her surprise, the man in the grass kept hiding until Cai Xiaowen was sweating profusely.safe and sound.Liang Jing'an didn't say much, and calmly sent Cai Xiaowen back as usual, then went upstairs and opened the window, watching the waves of grass in the grass, and sneaked away.

The second night was still the same as last night, Liang Jing'an tempted Cai Xiaowen to say some bold words to show off his ability to control Zisha from time to time.But "Mr. Grass" is just patient, and he won't attack after lying down all night.On the third night, it was the night before Tao Jian Dabi.Same as the previous two nights, Cai Xiaowen finished the two hours of tonight's practice on the topic of Zisha.She began to wonder if Liang Jing'an wanted a purple sand pottery but was too embarrassed to ask, so she secretly decided to go back to Yufeng to make a purple sand pot for her master.

In fact, Liang Jing'an thinks that Yan Erling has seen enough of the little pig pot on her head from time to time, so she doesn't want the purple sand pot.What she said about Cai Xiaowen was just for "Mr. Cao Cong".It's a pity that "Mr. Cao Cong" was not moved by it at all.Liang Jingan thought silently, and did not let Cai Xiaowen go home as usual.

Cai Xiaowen was concerned about Su Yang who was waiting for him at home, so he consciously asked Liang Jingan for instructions: "Master, then I'm leaving?"

Liang Jingan's thoughts were interrupted by Cai Xiaowen, and she reached out to Cai Xiaowen: "Give me the fan."

Cai Xiaowen held the fan in both hands and handed it to Liang Jing'an.Liang Jing'an took it, spread out her hands, raised the corners of her mouth and said, "I'll teach you a little trick. Flying fans."

Cai Xiaowen's eyes lit up, and he temporarily pushed Su Ying, who was sitting on his heart with his knees tucked up in his arms, eagerly looking up to him, and looked forward to Liang Jing'an's new move.

Liang Jing'an stood on the ground with her right foot, moved her left foot back, bent her body slowly, raised her right arm flat, and clasped the iron fan with her thumb.While staring at the lump in the grass that does not move with the wind, he still did not forget to teach Cai Xiaowen: "Like this, keep your wrists flat, and then use your wrists...then...to move!"

The iron fan whirled and flew quickly, tearing through the night, making the sound of tearing the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it got into the large grass... With the sound of swishing, the iron fan passed by, and the grass was full of seeds, like a broken bamboo.

when!The crisp sound of gold and stone colliding raged in the night sky, and the iron fan stopped halfway with the sound, and fell slumped into the grass.

Cai Xiaowen's mouth widened in shock.In her impression, shouldn't grass be soft and easy to break?How could he be so stubborn that he blocked the iron fan.Could it be a needle hidden in the grass...

Before she could finish her wild thinking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from where the iron fan fell!Cai Xiaowen was frightened by this before closing his mouth, he subconsciously touched the iron fan in his waist, only to realize that he was now unarmed.

The black shadow jumped up, without a moment's delay, turned around and ran away at a very fast speed.Liang Jing'an shouted in a deep voice: "Chase."

Cai Xiaowen suddenly understood, and the joy she had finally waited for was wrapped in instant burning anger, making her chase after the shadow without thinking.One person ran and the other chased, just like the day Su Yang was attacked.However, Cai Xiaowen is confident, because it is different from that day.Liang Jing'an has already taught her the method of inhaling and exhaling with lightness kung fu, her current speed is already incomparable.Hearing the whistling wind passing by, Cai Xiaowen was full of confidence and rushed towards the black shadow with all his strength.But before this confidence was warmed up, she realized that after running for so long, the distance between her and the shadow hadn't gotten any closer.The black shadow ran along a path full of tree stumps, grass piles and rocks, obviously stumbling and stumbling, but the man leaped and jumped very nimbly, and his speed did not slow down.Cai Xiaowen didn't react so fast, and it was dark, so he almost tripped several times.Stones and broken trees cut her trousers, tore the flesh on her legs, and blood soaked her socks.But she did not reduce her foot strength at all, she gritted her teeth and chased forward.

Cai Xiaowen's progress in lightness kung fu is still fruitful.The distance between the two finally gradually shortened, and Cai Xiaowen saw the black shadow in front of him suddenly shake.Then, a cold wind blows against the moonlight.After two or three nights of long kneeling, Cai Xiaowen improved a lot invisibly by listening to the sound and debating.Now she turned her head to the side and easily dodged the flying arrow.And the black shadow slowed down because he turned his bow backwards.Seeing that Cai Xiaowen was approaching, Hei Ying hurriedly swung his sword again.Before the bowstring was drawn, Cai Xiaowen suddenly felt the wind whistling behind him, and before he could react, the iron fan rushed forward from the side full of murderous aura, brushing the black shadow and swirling the arm holding the bow, spattering a piece of blood fog.

The bow and arrow were all out of hand, the black figure was unstable, and he fell straight towards the direction he was still running, fell hard on the ground, rolled several times, and finally lay on the ground motionless.