This should have been a peaceful, beautiful and intoxicating picture.
But if you get close, you will find it.
The posture of the man playing the piano is beautiful, but what kind of magic sound is playing out of those slender hands like jade
It almost made the people who heard it want to faint immediately.
As for the girl dancing with the sword, she was lingering in a desperate situation.
His body was already covered with mottled sword marks, and his light-colored clothes were already stained red with blood.
His frail body walked through the murderous sword light, as if it would be crushed to pieces anytime and anywhere.
…
In the Xiaoyaomen, all the disciples were hiding in their rooms, covering their heads with blankets, howling unceasingly.
"Aww, what's going on? Why is the little uncle playing the piano again?"
"Little Martial Uncle will only play the piano when he is in a particularly bad mood, woohoo, who the hell is that bastard who dares to provoke Little Martial Uncle!"
"Ah, master, please hurry up and tell the little uncle to stop playing!"
"Bastard boy, who doesn't know that Yun Xiao will be chopped into ten or eight yuan for disturbing him when he is playing the piano. You want to kill your master and me, so go yourself!"
Everyone was howling, when suddenly "Bang!", the whole Xiaoyaomen trembled.
Afterwards, the ear-piercing magic sound also stopped.
"Hey, what's going on? What happened?"
Everyone hurried to the back mountain.
What was originally a huge green turf was now a large piece, and a huge pothole was directly blasted out.
A girl covered in blood and with a pale complexion was crawling out of the hole staggeringly.
"Little Junior Sister?!"
"Little Junior Sister, how did you get hurt so badly?!"
"Little junior sister, who hurt you, senior brother will avenge you!!"
Muyan pushed away the crowd from Xiaoyaomen who were rushing over, covered the bloody wound on her shoulder, and walked in front of Luo Yunxiao step by step.
Her face was as white as snow in winter, but her eyes were brighter than the hottest sunlight in summer, "Little uncle, have I passed the examination now?"
Luo Yunxiao looked up at her.
For the first time, there was emotion on his indifferent face.
He met this girl three times in total, and each time gave him novelty and surprise.
But this time, it was not just an accident, but a shock.
[Blood-slaughtering Sword Formation], which he thought she would never be able to hold on to, he even made a move to rescue her within a quarter of an hour.
Unexpectedly, she broke through the blood-slaughtering sword array, and even directly destroyed the array.
At the last moment, Luo Yunxiao felt the tremor from the soul in the field that exploded when she destroyed the array.
This is a girl with unimaginable talent.
At this time, a monk who was born to stand on the pinnacle of the strong.
Luo Yunxiao glanced at the wound on her body, and said slowly, her voice was inexplicably hoarse, "After three days, I will start teaching you swordsmanship, starting at Mao hour every day and ending at Si hour."
Just this one sentence, the indifference and stubbornness on Muyan's face all turned into a bright smile.
Because she knew that this time, Luo Yunxiao agreed to teach her, not for revenge, nor for teasing her.
But really want to teach her swordsmanship.
She bowed slightly to Luo Yunxiao: "Thank you, little uncle."
"Small, junior sister, you are going to learn swords from my junior uncle, that's great!!"
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen came to their senses suddenly, and immediately gathered around to congratulate Muyan one by one.