Prince, who shall we kill today?

It was raining and cloudy.This weather is best for lying in bed.

Han Che curled up lazily in a warm embrace, twisting the other's curly hair with his fingers, round and round.Under the quilt, his legs were still pressed against his waist.

Xue Man patted his leg lightly, and said warmly, "It's time to get up."

Han Che let out a "hmm", but he didn't seem to let him get up at all.

Xue Man had no choice but to pull up the quilt to cover his exposed shoulders, and wrapped him in the quilt to be tender with him for a while before being let go.

After he went out, he saw Xie Xuan waiting by the side, and he didn't know how long he had been there, so he felt a little embarrassed.

Xie Xuan looked at him with strange eyes, and then said in a calm tone: "I will help you send Mr. Han back later."

"No," Xue Man said, "don't bother Boss Xie, let him rest here. Boss Xie, what do you want?"

"I have nothing to tell Master Xue." Xie Xuan said, "Tiejiazhuang sent someone to look for you. I have been waiting for almost an hour."

He glanced at Xue Man and said in a low voice: "He is weak and weak, you are not afraid of killing him on the bed."

"Cough—" Xue Man blushed, "Things are not what you think..."

He also wanted to do that, but he was also afraid that some sick person would not be able to withstand the torment, so he didn't dare to mess around.If certain emotions cannot be released, he can only be accompanied by others, and he will be relieved slowly from time to time.So it's been a while.Unexpectedly, Xie Xuan misunderstood him.

Xie Xuan turned around in his mind, and didn't know what he was thinking, and then he didn't talk about it again, and led him to meet the disciples of Tiejiazhuang.

Only when Xue Man saw it did he know that the Qinghong Dao had finally been forged, and Master Tiezhuang sent someone to bring it to him.Because everyone thought that the knife was already in Xue Man's hands, this disciple didn't encounter any robbers along the way.

The knife was wrapped in another scabbard, and the disciple handed it to Xue Man.

Xue Man took it with both hands, then pulled out the knife, and immediately saw his figure on the knife.

In front of his eyes, he saw his own eyes clearly reflected on the blade, and he could even see a missing eyelash on his face.He quickly raised his hand and took it off.Then he held the knife and waved it casually in the void, and immediately felt the pleasure of cutting through the wind and waves.

He couldn't help admiring: "Good knife!"

The blade can examine oneself, the blade can chop the wind and waves, no wonder it is called "Qinghong".

Now he felt that it was a good name for this knife!

It was the first time Xue Man touched this Qinghong knife this day, and he couldn't put it down.He couldn't resist using the knife to meet the challenge, it was like a miracle.This knife seems to be tailor-made for him.

He was really happy, and when he was bored, he went to wander around other venues and asked, "Is there anyone who wants to compete?"

"Go, go, go," someone waved his hand, "Why do you come to our sword test group to join in the fun with a knife?"

Xue Man smiled: "It's boring, why don't I practice with you?"

Everyone thought it would be nice to have such a powerful guy as a training partner, so they said "please" to him.

As a result, this guy easily won a group of people with a treasured sword, severely hitting everyone's confidence, and was later driven away.Xue Man had no choice but to move to other groups.

At the end of the day, he basically played all the invincible hands in the West City. He was in a happy mood and refreshed, as if he wanted to float when he walked.

He was still thinking about it, and when he wanted to fight again, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone holding a sword around Han Che's neck, and brought him here.

Xue Man was taken aback, and said nervously: "This strong man, let him go quickly, and speak well if you have something to say, hey, speak well if you have something to say."

Han Che was held hostage, but he was not worried about being frightened, he just had a helpless smile on his face.

He pointed at Xue Man and said, "You, in front of everyone, promise that you won't have cross-group competition."

"Ah?" Xue Man was stunned. It seemed that everyone thought that he was not satisfied with holding a knife and would compete for other weapons, so they were quite jealous.He quickly raised his hand: "I, Xue Man, swear to God that I will never participate in the formal competition of other teams, and I will never grab any weapons from other teams."

After speaking, he frowned and pointed at the man, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and let me go, hurry up!"

The man let go of Han Che after getting his assurance. Xue Man hurriedly rushed to Han Che's side, checked up and down, back and forth, and let him go after confirming that Han Che was not injured.

"You're floating, right?" Han Che poked him on the forehead, and said angrily, "You actually spread hatred everywhere, causing me to be dragged away from the stage."

Xue Man couldn't laugh or cry: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time."

"Why not?" Han Che couldn't hold back anymore, and said with a smile, "Actually, I want to say, you did a great job. You are worthy of being the master of my Divine Saber Sect, and worthy of being my husband. You are really amazing."

Xue Man was so praised that he was going to float, and it was hard to hold back his emotions.He showed Han Che his new Qinghong Saber, and Han Che was amazed when he saw it.

Han Che said: "Now we can completely throw away that butcher's knife."

"You can't throw it away," Xue Man said, "It was given to me by you. It will always be the most precious knife in my heart. I will keep it as a souvenir."

Han Che couldn't resist him, so he had no choice but to let him go.

The two returned to the Lotus Terrace, and Xue Man had to stay there for half an hour today.Holding the knife, he asked, "Is there anything else to fight? If not, I'll go upstairs for dinner—"

After shouting twice, there was no one, but when he shouted for the third time, a graceful figure jumped into the arena.

"Master!" Xue Man was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Do you want to teach me, or do you want to take the knife?"

Yuan Qionghua said: "Resolve the accounts."

As for what to calculate, Xue Man has a lot of skins, so he doesn't ask too much.

He cupped his hands and said, "Master, please."

The others quickly backed away, and Han Che watched from below, also very excited.

Someone wondered: "Why does the master and apprentice use a sword and the other a knife?"

Han Che smiled helplessly: "This...their situation is more complicated."

The master and apprentice haven't sparred for a long time, and once they fight, it's a unique move.The Huayu sword is relatively light and looks vulnerable, and it will be cut off directly by the Qinghong sword.But in fact, the skill of the sword user is profound, and the sword moves are as heavy as a thousand weights. Not only did he not lose the wind, but he also forced Xue Man to use his unique moves frequently.

Someone shouted again: "Isn't this the new doctor from the quack doctor clinic? Why is it so scary?! Are all the doctors from the quack doctor clinic so strong now?"

Han Che just wanted to laugh.

Many people have been watching here for a while, and they have never seen Xue Man use those few new moves, so they are amazed.

Xie Xuan also hurried down the stairs, walked up to Han Che, and said to him, "What is your master doing to fight Xue Man at this time? Isn't it extremely detrimental to him to let people see Xue Man's unique move now?" ?”

Han Che didn't take it seriously: "It's okay. Master is here to put pressure on Brother Man. Look at what Brother Man usually fights? They are just some people with average martial arts. No matter how many opponents like this fight, it will not help him. Only people like Master Only such a master can make him understand and make a breakthrough in the battle. As for revealing his unique moves, you don’t have to worry, he still has many unique moves.”

Xie Xuan didn't know much about martial arts either, so he didn't say much when he saw him so calmly.

Anyway, if that person loses at that time, he will not be the one who dies.

The two people on the stage fought earth-shatteringly, each move was extremely shocking.It attracted passers-by to stop and watch frequently, and many people from other venues hurried over.

Indeed, as Han Che said, Xue Man had previously faced opponents who were far inferior to him, and he felt no pressure and was very boring after fighting too much.Now that his master came to teach him how to be a man, he lost his pace at first and was almost defeated by a wave.Fortunately, his master slowed down his move, gave him a chance to breathe, and then proceeded step by step, guiding him as before.Xue Man stabilized his mind, and gradually recovered the rhythm of the previous sparring with him, and then his condition gradually improved.

Seeing this, Yuan Qionghua switched to sharp sword moves to slash him, Xue Man responded calmly, the more he hit, the smoother he became, and the more excited he became.Only a master like Master can let him display the power of the Qinghong Saber. A fierce exchange made his blood boil, and he felt even more comfortable holding the saber.

After the end, the man was sweating profusely and panting violently, but he still did not forget to thank Master.

Yuan Qionghua put the sword back into its sheath, and said to him: "There is progress."

Xue Man wiped off his sweat: "It was only after I fought with Master that I realized that I was slacking off earlier. Ha...Master is worthy of being a Master. This disciple admires, admires."

Yuan Qionghua said: "It's less than five days since the Ming Dao Conference officially started, I'll come and practice with you for half an hour every day."

Xue Man said: "Thank you, Master."

Apprentice Yuan Qionghua was about to go back to the quack doctor's hall after training, but when he turned around, he was surrounded by a large group of people.

Everyone crowded around him and asked, "Is this senior going to participate in the sword competition?"

Obviously he looks like a great beauty on the outside, and looks very young, but just now he showed his hand and scared everyone, and he is Xue Man's master, so some young people directly called him "senior".

Yuan Qionghua was slightly taken aback, then shook her head.

Xue Man said: "Master, you can participate, it's very interesting. It's fun~"

"Shut up!" Someone immediately reached out to cover Xue Man's mouth.

Yuan Qionghua said: "Busy, I won't participate."

In fact, he is completely uninterested in the contest of martial arts.His sword is not ordinary. It was specially made for him by someone many years ago. He has used it for many years and it is very convenient. He will never change it in his life.

Seeing that he made it clear that he would not participate, many sword wielders were relieved.

Another person asked: "Then, do you still accept apprentices, senior?"

This time before he could answer, Xue Man broke free and shouted: "No, no! If you want to worship my master, you have to beat me first."

"Shut up!" He was dragged away by everyone and covered his mouth again.

Yuan Qionghua couldn't help laughing, and then said to everyone: "I don't accept it. If you want to worship under my sect, you must first defeat my apprentice."

Someone who knew him pointed at Han Che and said, "Is it okay to win this?"

Han Che was immediately dissatisfied: "Hey! Look down on me, don't you?!"

Yuan Qionghua said: "If you want to bully a patient, please feel free."

"Stop, Master!" Han Che yelled, "I can hit ten of them!!"