The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Long Yuanzhao lay on the cold straw mat tossing and turning, unable to sleep no matter what, this thatched cottage was so similar to the house he lived in when he was learning swords, as soon as he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had returned to the place where he was trapped. When others call it trash, "Damn it, do all the sword repair sects in the world arrange rooms like this for apprentices?"

At this moment, Si Ruo pushed open the door with a "squeak" and walked in with the moonlight. Seeing that Long Yuanzhao really couldn't bear hardships as the younger sister said, she shook her head secretly and put the quilt down gently. He said on the straw mat, "Young Master Long, if you think the bed is too hard, you can put on this quilt and sleep on it!"

After Siruo said this, he immediately turned around and closed the door, and walked away with the moonlight. Long Yuanzhao touched his head and thought: "Hey... this old boy Xiu Qi is not bad, and he knows how to ask his apprentice to send me a bed Quilt."

But when he took the soft quilt and lay down on it, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong: "This... why does this quilt have a woman's body fragrance, could it be..."

He thought of Si Ruo who had just left: "Could it be that this cup belonged to that female cultivator named Si Ruo just now?"

Long Yuanzhao frowned and pulled over the quilt and fell into a drowsy sleep. He reluctantly got up from the bed the next day when the sun was drying his buttocks. He shook his heavy head and remembered yesterday's Xiuqi The immortal master arranged for him and Cheng Xingdu to practice outside the hall.

"Practice sword? Practice a bullshit sword!" The main purpose of Long Yuanzhao's coming to Tianjianmen was to keep an eye on Cheng Xingdu. The master has taught him ten years of swordsmanship, let alone the past few days.

Long Yuanzhao casually picked up the crumpled "Ziyang Sword Art" from the bed, but he didn't know if he didn't turn it over. He was startled when he flipped through it. "Going down, if Long Yuanzhao didn't know that Ziyang swordsmanship is a low-level swordsmanship of Tianjianmen, he might think that Xiu Qi took out all the things from the bottom of the box, and he grabbed the corner of "Ziyang swordsmanship" in disgust. He patted the table hard to remove the ashes, but "Ziyang Sword Art" was so old that it couldn't withstand Long Yuanzhao's tossing, and it fell apart with a whoosh.

Long Yuanzhao looked dumbfounded, "Oh my god, this is really a big deal." He quickly picked up the "Ziyang Sword Art" that was older than Immortal Xiu Qi, and then read page by page. Sew it back.

While Long Yuanzhao was patiently handling the work, a disciple suddenly came outside the door and asked, "Mr. Long, are you awake yet?"

Long Yuanzhao sewed a book in a hurry and shouted: "Get up! Get up! What's the matter?"

"That... Elder Sister has been waiting for you outside the hall for a long time, and told you to practice swords as soon as you wake up. Even Cheng Jiansheng has been learning from Junior Sister Xueru for a long time."

"Understood, let's go!" Long Yuanzhao sewed the pages of the book back in a mess, then put it in his arms, and hurriedly ran out of the hall.

At this time, it was the morning class of Tianjianmen. The disciples of the inner sect were all studying mind skills in the main hall, while the disciples of the outer sect (only Long Yuanzhao and Cheng Xingdu) were practicing low-level swordsmanship outside the hall. From a distance outside the hall, under the guidance of Su Xueru, Cheng Xingdu danced the Flowing Water swordsmanship like clouds and flowing water. The aura as thin as a cicada's wing was attached to the sword. Magically displayed the power that Liu Shui's low-level swordsmanship should not have.

Long Yuanzhao twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he doesn't know swordsmanship, he can understand swordsmanship. He has to admit that Cheng Xingdu is indeed very talented in swordsmanship. He remembered that he was still a second-rate swordsman after ten years of learning swordsmanship, and he felt sore "Bah! What's the big deal, what's the point?"

Just when he was complaining, Si Ruo suddenly called out: "Long Bing, what are you doing there? Why don't you hurry up and learn the sword."

Hearing this, Long Yuanzhao raised his head, and saw Si Ruo sitting upright on the boulder in front of him and staring at him fixedly. He felt his scalp tingle and ran to Si Ruo, flatteringly saying: "Senior Si Ruo Calm down, am I here?"

Si Ruo, who is diligent and serious, hates this kind of lazy monk the most. She is dissatisfied with Long Yuanzhao but swallows it because of his identity.

Siruo knew that Long Yuanzhao didn't have a sword, so she carefully selected a practice wooden sword for him yesterday, and she handed the wooden sword to Long Yuanzhao with a cold face: "The "Ziyang Sword Art" sent to you yesterday Did you read it carefully?"

"Look carefully." Long Yuanzhao took the wooden sword with a guilty conscience, and the familiar fear of the wooden sword immediately surged into his heart when his palm touched it.

"Yuan Zhao, have you learned the first form of Yujianshu that I entrusted to you?"

"Report to Master, the disciples have all learned it."

"Very well, then you can use this wooden sword to practice for your master."

"Yes!"

After a while...

"You're dancing for fun? You practiced the simplest first move for a whole month and you've become like this. I'm so mad that I'm a teacher. I have to teach you a lesson today."

That day, the master hung up the useless Long Yuanzhao and beat him. While beating him, he reprimanded him: "I let you lazy boy, let's see if you still dare to fool me."

Long Yuanzhao burst into tears, looking extremely wronged, because he was really studying hard.

Long Yuanzhao recalled the boyhood dominated by swordsmanship again, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. For him, learning swordsmanship was the scariest thing in the world.

Seeing that he was shaking like chaff, Si Ruo asked with a puzzled face, "Why are you so excited?"

"I...I'm excited." Long Yuanzhao comforted himself in his heart: "I can definitely do it. Now that I'm a majestic and supreme person, I'm sure I can use the first style of Ziyang swordsmanship gracefully."

After some strong psychological hints, Long Yuanzhao felt that he was ready. He pulled out the wooden sword with firm eyes, and when he was about to perform well, he suddenly remembered a very important thing, that is, he did not have any Looking at "Ziyang Sword Art", he has no fucking idea what the first form of "Ziyang Sword Art" is?
Seeing the flash of light in Long Yuanzhao's eyes, Si Ruo suddenly had confidence in him, "This Long Bing's eyes are shining, he is a genius at first glance, I know, so he looks like a playboy." It's all just pretending, okay! Long Bing will show me your true strength!"

But Long Yuanzhao's expression really just flashed by, he stretched his hips in an instant, Si Ruo squinted his eyes and looked at Long Yuanzhao suspiciously: "Long Bing, you dance, why don't you dance?" ?”

"I..." Long Yuanzhao stuttered and couldn't speak.

Si Ruo's face darkened, "I see that you didn't read "Ziyang Sword Art" at all last night, quickly take out the sword art and I will teach you how to practice the first form."

"Ziyang Sword Art" was broken by Long Yuanzhao long ago, how dare he hand it over, he held his chest and hesitated and said: "Senior Sister Siruo, I... I came here in a hurry and didn't bring it."

"Are you still lying to me?" Si Ruo rolled his eyes and said, "I can already see the corner of your book protruding from your chest."

"Don't waste time, take it out quickly! Even if you didn't look at it, I won't blame you. I know that you children of aristocratic families are lazy by nature."

Si Ruo stretched out his hand to grab the "Purple Sun Sword Art", but Long Yuanzhao dodged quickly, the two of them tugged, and the "Purple Sun Sword Art" that had just been sewn fell to the ground with a clatter.

Both of them were dumbfounded. In the end, Long Yuanzhao, who was astute, took the lead and said: "Senior Sister Si Ruo, you broke the secret book, and now you are finished."