Chapter 530 This Killer Is Not So Cold ([-])
"Hiss, are you a dog?" After Jing Che complained, his throat choked again when he saw Fu Xin's appearance. He was afraid that his casual words would irritate her, so he immediately changed his words, "You are free, when did you relieve your anger?" When can you relax?"

Hearing Jing Che's voice, Fu Xin's rationality gradually returned.

She let go of her mouth suddenly, looking at the bloody teeth marks she had bitten out, her brows knit together.

"sorry."

Her voice was a little choked.

"But how can you tell me to calm down."

"I want to go back."

"Teach me swordsmanship, teach me how to kill. Didn't you kill Concubine Li?"

Jing Che rubbed the center of his brows, then stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders, and sighed, "Your second brother asked me to bring you out because I hope you can get rid of the past and continue living instead of being obsessed with revenge."

"I do not care!"

Fu Xin broke away from his hand, her face was extremely haggard, but she was almost doing her best to ask Jing Che for a possibility of revenge.

"Hey, hey, don't get excited, let's have some more biscuits."

Without changing his expression, Jing Che grabbed the bag of biscuits from the side, took out two or three pieces and stuffed them into her palm, clearly rejecting her and changing the subject in a very poor way.

Fu Xin didn't answer, and said in a flat voice, "If you don't teach me, I'll go back now."

"You're threatening me?" Jing Che gave her a surprised look, and he really didn't know where her courage to rush back without fear of death came from.

His eyes were full of helplessness, but he knew Fu Xin's stubborn character very well, and knew that she would never give up until she achieved her goal. She was a sentimental person, a person who valued love and righteousness, and because of this, she couldn't Willing to live in this world, revenge may have become the biggest goal of her life.

Jing Che knew that going on like this was not an option, so he suddenly had an idea, sighed, waved his hands and said, "All right, all right, I'll teach you, I'll pass on all my life's skills to you, as long as you follow me, don't cling to me anymore Just let it go."

One sentence made Fu Xin's empty pupils gradually glow with life.

After that, Jingche taught her martial arts as usual.

The difference from before is that the place where they practice swordsmanship is no longer a magnificent palace, but a simple inn.

The difference from before is that her martial arts attitude is no longer a joke, but like a drawn sword, every look hides murderous intent.

The difference from before was that Jing Che never heard her laughing and playing, never heard those words like "Deng Tuzi" and "I won't give you cookies anymore".

Although Jing Che was often worried about Fu Xin's current situation, she was more likely to have a positive and optimistic attitude, thinking that she would be relieved soon.

"Jing Che, I don't know how to do this."

Fu Xin made two gestures with his sword, and kept replaying the actions Jing Che had just made for him in his mind, but he still couldn't learn it.

"Then I will teach you again."

Jing Che clasped her wrist, carefully sticking to her back, so that he could easily control the sword in her hand.

His face was exceptionally calm, but there was a faint smile, which was a kind of relief to see her temporarily forgetting her troubles and sticking to her swordsmanship.

And she held a long sword in her hand, and gestured in the air under his guidance.

He said: "If you just swipe across like this, you can hit the vital point and make the person who wants to hurt you faint quickly." Of course, this kind of swordsmanship will not cause real damage to the enemy, at most bleeding and fainting, he never thought Raise her to be a cold-blooded and ruthless killer.

But after hearing this, Fu Xin frowned.

(End of this chapter)

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