Beside the rockery, Murong Ye held a long sword in his hand and swung it quickly. The sharp blade reflected a little bit of cold light in the sun.
After many days of training in the military camp, his face is still fair and clean, and he has not been tanned in the slightest. There is a strong determination and determination between his brows, which makes people secretly surprised.
With a flick of the wrist, the sword pointed at the rockery, only to hear a 'bang', a large piece of the solid rockery was cut off, and in an instant, gravel and dust were flying...
Standing in the smoke and dust, Murong Ye swiftly put his sword back into its sheath, his dark jade-like pupils shone with never-before-seen composure and tenacity!
"Senior Ouyang, how is my sword skill?" Murong Ye stepped out of the smoke and dust, looked at Ouyang Shaochen with twinkling eyes, and asked humbly for advice.
"The moves are very skillful, and the movement of swinging the sword is also very standard. However, your sword moves are not fast enough, and the strength is not strong enough. You have only learned 50% of this set of sword skills, and the remaining 50% still need to be honed carefully. …”
Ouyang Shaochen commented in a soft voice with a light expression, swordsmanship is also fractal and soul, and now Murong Ye has only learned the form of swordsmanship, but has not learned the soul of swordsmanship!
Murong Ye smiled sheepishly: "Then when will I learn the whole set of sword skills?"
"When your swordsmanship is fast, ruthless, and accurate, it will be like this..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, the long sword in Murong Ye's hand fell into his hand in an instant, and with a light wave, a sharp sword aura Sweeping across, a slender and long broken mark suddenly appeared on the high rockery. The rockery trembled slightly, and fell down slumped, revealing a smooth cut like a mirror. The surrounding area was clear without any dust and smoke …
Murong Ye's eyes widened in surprise, powerful, powerful, this is real swordsmanship! Looking at Ouyang Shaochen with twinkling eyes, his eyes were full of admiration: "My lord, how did you do it?"
"Concentrate on it, integrate your inner strength with the sword, and you can do it..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and suddenly remembered that Murong Ye had just practiced martial arts. Even if he understood what he meant, he didn't know how to do it: "Xun Feng, you Teach him..."
"Yes!" Xun Feng appeared out of thin air, took the long sword, and walked in front of Murong Ye...
Murong Ye's eyes lit up, Xun Feng is Ouyang Shaochen's personal secret guard, his martial arts must be very good, with him guiding him, his swordsmanship will definitely improve by leaps and bounds...
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, Xun Feng was a secret guard, and the sword moves he practiced were mainly used for killing people, and they were crisp and neat, which also suited Murong Ye. Protect yourself and hurt the enemy in the fight of people...
"It's getting late, let's go have breakfast!" Qingyue's voice rang in her ears, and it was Ouyang Shaochen who walked in front of her.
Murong Xue blinked: "Call my brother to join us!"
"Looking at his radiant appearance, he must have eaten breakfast..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, holding Murong Xue's waist, and walked forward slowly.
"But it's just Chen Shi (7:00 am to 9:00 am), he rushed all the way back from the barracks, it's impossible for him to have breakfast..." Murong Xue's eyes were dark.
"He is now fully focused on swordsmanship. Even if you ask him to have a meal, he may not listen to it. Let him learn swordsmanship first. If he is hungry, he will definitely order someone to prepare a meal..." Ouyang Shaochen He said softly, and walked into Luoxue Pavilion with Murong Xue in his arms: He didn't want another man on the dining table between him and Xue'er, even if that person was Murong Ye, he didn't like it either...
Standing in a hidden corner, Murong Jian looked at Xun Feng who was explaining swordsmanship in detail, and then at Murong Ye who was listening attentively, a cold and dark light flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the gentle garden quietly
In the Gentle Garden, Murong Rou was covered with a brocade quilt, lying on the bed in a coma, her eyes closed tightly, her little face was pale and bloodless, a faint fragrance lingered in the gold silk stove in the corner, curling up the room, but faintly Joyue could still smell the slightest smell of blood.
Sitting in front of the bed, Du Shi held a warm wet cotton towel and gently wiped Murong Rou's pale face, her eyes were full of pity, and she sighed silently.
"Mom!" An anxious call sounded, and Murong Jian hurried in, with a little seriousness in his eyes, looking at the maidservants in the room, Mammy hesitated to speak.
Mrs. Du waved the maid back, and the nuns looked at him indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Murong Jian's face was gloomy, and he said word by word: "Rou'er and Xu Wen had an affair, harbored wild seeds, and set fire to murder Song Tianwen. The news has spread all over the streets and alleys. shameless… "
Of course, everyone knew about Song Tianwen secretly raising a concubine and giving birth to a child, but the fact that Rou'er was pregnant with a wild child and murdered her husband was too shocking. In comparison, what Song Tianwen committed was only a small mistake. In his current situation, everyone shook their heads and sighed, their eyes full of sympathy...
"I knew it would be like this!" Du said in a low voice, and slapped the table. Rou'er burned the outer room, the outer child, and burned Song Tianwen. Of course, the Marquis of Wu'an will not let it go: "You know Song Tian asked how the injury is?"
"My life was saved, but he was seriously burned and became a eunuch again, so the situation is not optimistic..." Murong Jian shook his head and sighed silently.
Du Shi glanced at Murong Rou's lifeless little face, and sighed heavily: "Rou'er was seriously injured by Song Tianwen, and the child was also lost. The doctor diagnosed that her uterus was punctured, and she would never be able to conceive again. If she hadn't stabbed Song Tianwen Eunuch, the grievances between the two of them are almost evened..."
However, Rou'er's ruthless attack ruined Song Tianwen's lifeblood, making him unable to have any more children. Song Tianwen was Marquis of Wu'an, who had no son to inherit the family business. Now, as Rou'er's mother and elder brother, they will naturally fight with the Marquis of Wu'an forever...
"What should we do now?" Du Shi looked at Murong Jian bewilderedly: she is a person in the inner house, and she is already old, and she can barely handle the affairs of the inner house. Even if she wants to intervene in the outside affairs, she can't do what she wants.
Song Tianwen was seriously injured, and the Marquis of Wu'an ignored them for the time being. When Song Tianwen's injury improved, he would immediately turn around.
Song Tianwen became an eunuch, so he must have hated Rou'er very much in his heart, and even hated them. When he wakes up, he will frequently use cruel tricks to deal with them mercilessly...
He is the second master of the Marquis of the State, how can he let others slaughter him!
Murong Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "There is only one way to deal with him!"
"What way?" Du's eyes froze, looking at him expectantly.