671 Tie Zhu’s Girly Heart
Murong Ying can also be shy, although the times she is shy are rare and rare, but this reflects her preciousness.
"We are already an old married couple, there is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Who is shy!"
Murong Ying glared at Li Fan fiercely, "I think you are dazzled! It's time to see a doctor!"
"Madam, you know, you are the cutest at this moment."
"What nonsense..."
Murong Ying turned around, as if she didn't want to see Li Fan.
"I'm done talking! Go back to sleep."
"Madam, look, I'm back safely. Shouldn't it be time for us to have a baby?"
Li Fan asked with a smile.
"Okay."
Murong Ying didn't look back, she just stretched out her hand, and the sword hanging on the wall next to her immediately flew down and fell into her hand.
"Ask about the sword in my hand first."
"I'll wipe it, you look down on me!"
Li Fan looked at the heroic sword hanging on the other wall, thought about it, and finally gave it up.
Hitting your own wife with a heroic sword is a bit exaggerated.
"You are such a person. We just agreed a few days ago, why did you change your mind today?"
"Because I haven't liked you these past few days."
Murong Ying turned around again, her expression returned to its usual state.
She raised her sword and pointed it at Li Fan, "Since you inherited the heroic sword, how about you practice two sword skills with me?"
Looking at Murong Ying's expression, she was clearly very serious!
"I'm going... Do you really want to come?"
Li Fan looked at Murong Ying in surprise.
"Of course, I want to try your sword skills."
As Murong Ying spoke, she reached out and waved her hand. The heroic sword hanging on the wall had already come out of its sheath, and with a clang, it was pierced in front of Li Fan's feet.
"I don't use the Hero Sword."
Li Fan flicked his hand, and the heroic sword left the ground and flew back to the scabbard.
He pulled out his transformable black sword from his waist. With a flick of his wrist, the blade lengthened and turned into a normal-sized sword.
"Oh? Why not use the hero sword?"
Murong Ying raised her eyebrows.
"Hero Sword, I'm not a hero yet, and I don't deserve the name of this sword now."
Li Fan held up his black sword and explained seriously, "Besides, this sword in my hand is more convenient. I also named it 'Feifan'!"
"It suits your style."
Murong Ying raised her sword again, "The level of swordsmanship does not depend on the sword, but on the person. Li Fan, let me try how your swordsmanship is now!"
As she spoke, Murong Ying felt the wind at her feet, and instantly she was in front of Li Fan, stabbing a sword directly towards Li Fan's throat.
Murong Ying's swordsmanship is so skillful that she is considered the best in the world.
Li Fan did not hesitate and immediately raised his black sword and blocked it in front of him.
"when!"
The tip of Murong Ying's sword hit Li Fan's sword, and the two swords separated as soon as they touched, creating a spark.
Murong Ying swung her sword. Her swordsmanship was clean but graceful, and she attacked Li Fan one after another like flowing water.
But Li Fan is no longer a fledgling kid. Although his internal strength is still only five dragons, he has the style of a master in every move.
Li Fan displayed his exquisite swordsmanship and easily bounced Murong Ying's sword away every time, preventing Murong Ying's attacks from getting close enough to hurt Li Fan.
But Murong Ying was a master of swordsmanship after all, so she suddenly spotted Li Fan's opening and struck out with her sword.
"when!"
Li Fan's sword came out of his hand and struck the wall next to him.
Murong Ying's sword had already pierced Li Fan's left eye.
Li Fan didn't panic. He stretched out two fingers, gathered his true energy, and flicked Murong Ying's sword.
While flicking away Murong Ying's sword, he stretched out his left hand, used the dragon toad to absorb the water from the sword and pulled it back, grabbed it in his hand, and then stabbed Murong Ying's throat.
Murong Ying also stretched out two fingers to flick Li Fan's sword away.
The two of them each took a step back, adjusted their postures, and then came closer together. Their swords brought out afterimages and collided several times in the air.
Sparks were flying everywhere, and the swordsmanship of the two became faster and faster.
The two of them used their proficient strength in unison, just to show off a swordsmanship.
"when!"
The two swords collided again, and then they each retreated.
Murong Ying lowered her sword, looked at Li Fan, and said slowly, "Your swordsmanship has indeed improved, but it's messy and you don't have your own style."
Li Fan did not refute, after all, most of his swordsmanship was improved based on Murong Swordsmanship and Huashan Swordsmanship, and lacked something of his own.
Even the beautiful swordsmanship was improved by oneself, and it cannot be said to be one's own swordsmanship.
Li Fan was good at wasting effort, and his skill with weapons was indeed a bit weak.
"I heard that you have a sword technique called 'God-Slaying'. It seems to be very powerful. How about you show it to me and let me see it?"
Murong Ying looked at Li Fan curiously.
"forget it… "
Li Fan shook his head, "The sword technique of killing the gods is too overbearing, and I can't control the strength. I really want to chop you into pieces, and I will be the one who feels bad."
"Am I that fragile?"
"Let's talk about it later when we get a chance."
Li Fan didn't want to use this move on Murong Ying, but if he did, he would be the only one who feels bad for her.
"I am not the opponents you have encountered!"
Murong Ying emphasized, "Don't be afraid, come on."
Damn it, you look like a newlywed girl!
Li Fan put away his black sword, clapped his hands and said, "No fight, no fight. I'm sleepy. I have to go to class tomorrow. I'm going to bed."
"Do you want to participate in the school's expansion activity?"
Murong Ying suddenly asked.
"Participate. Everyone should go. If I don't go by myself, wouldn't it look too pretentious?"
Li Fan is a handsome man who likes to keep a low profile.
"Oh... ok, then go to bed early."
Murong Ying seemed a little disappointed. Li Fan went home too few times a month.
Sometimes Murong Ying suddenly wonders whether it is good or bad for her to lead Li Fan on this path of martial arts training.
Back then, he was still like a child, protected by himself.
But now, he is getting further and further away from himself.
Li Fan didn't know what Murong Ying was thinking. He was indeed a little sleepy. He returned to the house, went to bed, and prepared to sleep.
But just as Li Fan was about to sleep, he vaguely felt something was wrong. He reached out and pulled the iron pillar out from under the bed.
"You're doing knitting here!"
"I'm afraid my uncle will have nightmares, so I'll sleep with him."
"Stay with your sister!"
Li Fan raised his foot and kicked Tiezhu out.
Tie Zhu rubbed his butt and stood at the door, watching Murong Ying walk up.
"Miss, my uncle's kung fu is getting better and better... No one is my opponent anymore."
"Tie Zhu, do you really like Li Fan that much?"
Murong Ying suddenly asked.