Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

After reading Murong Xin's experience, Zhang Luojia couldn't help but feel sad for the woman in front of him. "Before you got married, you lived for your father and sister, and after you got married, you lived for your husband's family and children. Do you really not want to be yourself?"

Murong Yan opened his mouth and screamed, his hands waving wildly. When he heard Zhang Luojia's words, he was stunned and became excited again.

"I understand, I will help you get revenge, and then take another road that you have not walked." Zhang Luojia sympathized. Murong Xin's eyes were already covered by hatred. "I'm ready, Yuling."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Murong Xin watched as the strangely dressed woman agreed to her request, then slowly faded away and disappeared.

There was another dizzy feeling of weightlessness. Zhang Luojia closed his eyes and waited quietly for this uncomfortable feeling to pass.

"I hate roller coasters and big pendulums the most..."

"Haha... The main reason is that your current soul is not stable enough, and it is more difficult to fit in with the original owner's body. Once your soul is stable, you will no longer feel this uncomfortable." Yu Ling said in a delicate voice.

"Are you here too this time?" Zhang Luojia asked curiously.

"Well, I have woken up, but my ability is still relatively weak now, and it seems that I can't help you much." Yu Ling said shyly, "Also, Jiajia, give me a name, Yu Ling Yu Ling His yelling didn’t sound friendly at all.”

"Well, let's call you Xiaoyu."

"Hehe, Xiaoyu, let's call him Xiaoyu." Yuling was like a coaxing child, easily satisfied.

When the dizziness passed, Zhang Luojia opened his eyes.

The antique boudoir is covered with brocade and the roof is covered with embroidered felt, making it warm and welcoming. The furnishings are simple and luxurious, with a finely carved mahogany pleated bed, brocade quilt and embroidered quilt, and a small sachet hanging on the curtain hook.

This is Murong Xin's boudoir, so isn't it a return to the time before she married Jin Baichuan? How wonderful!

"Sister, my brother-in-law will come to propose marriage in a few days, and I will also go to watch the ceremony to see what kind of man he is. He is so lucky to marry my sister." As he spoke, Murong Yan pushed open the door and entered.

Murong Xin heard the sound and looked over. Murong Yan was still young at this time, just ten years old. She had two small steamed buns and buns on her head. She was cute and well-behaved. Her body was slender and her waist was not big enough to hold a hand. She was still young but her face could be seen. It can be seen that she will be a beautiful girl from now on.

"Why did you come in without knocking? You have grown up now, why can't you learn the rules?" Zhang Luojia scolded.

"Sister, I...are you in a bad mood..." Murong Yan hesitated, her sister had never been so angry with her.

Nonsense, even if I am in a good mood, I feel bad when I see you! Murong Xin's child, whom she had loved since childhood, finally killed her and her son because of a man. Zhang Luojia felt disgusted when he saw such ungrateful people.

"You are not in good health. Since you want to watch the ceremony, you should go back home and take a good rest. Don't get sick again." Zhang Luojia had a cold face. She was not the Murong Xin who sincerely fed the dog, so she would not be spoiled. She is so unruly.

Murong Yan had tears in her eyes, and her face looked ashamed and angry. This was the first time in her life that someone was making fun of her, and it was her sister who usually obeyed his words. He covered his mouth and ran out whimpering.

Zhang Luojia saw that she had a strong figure and a head full of question marks. It didn't look like she was in poor health at all. At most, he just lacks vitality and is a bit thin.

This means being spoiled by Murong Fu and Murong Xin! Murong Fu and Murong Xin felt sorry for her because she had lost her mother when she was young, and their thoughts were that they should not let her suffer any injustice. Speaking of aggrieved, Zhang Luojia felt that Murong Xin was aggrieved! She is also the daughter of Murong Fu, and she also lost her mother. Why does she have to hold up half the sky, take care of the older ones, take care of the younger ones, and practice sword skills non-stop. Sure enough, children who can cry will be fed by milk, and children who can't cry will be fed by milk. No one cares about starving to death.

Zhang Luojia found a maid and asked, "When will Guiyuan Villa come to hire someone?"

The maid was stunned: "Isn't this...the tenth day of the lunar month next month?"

Zhang Luojia nodded and said he understood, waving his hand for the maid to go down. Thinking about what happened in the plot.

On the day when the original owner Murong Xin hired him, Murong Yan did not show up because he had abdominal pain after eating a few too many slices of iced watermelon, so he did not see Jin Baichuan. Zhang Luojia thought in a funny way, wondering if a ten-year-old and a sixteen-year-old would still be able to look at each other.

There was still more than a month left, so Zhang Luojia decided to get familiar with this body first.

After all, Zhang Luojia had read Jin Yong's novels and martial arts TV series in his previous world, and he yearned for the legendary Qinggong martial arts. In this martial arts world, could he also experience the feeling of being a world expert?

Relying on her original memory, she walked to the martial arts training ground in the front yard. The disciples and servants who saw her on the road bowed their heads respectfully, which Zhang Luojia had never experienced before when she was the general manager of the company. After browsing the weapons rack, select a long sword. He took it and held up a sword flower in his hand.

Like a memory engraved in his muscles, Zhang Luojia was still a little unfamiliar at first, but gradually became more and more familiar with it, and he performed it like a flowing cloud. After the sword dance, everyone in the audience clapped and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, your swordsmanship has improved again. Can you let me do some demonstrations?"

Murong Xin responded, and it was Xiao Gu, the junior brother Xiao Gu who was beheaded by Jin Baichuan's sword after being falsely accused of having an affair with the original person.

At this time, Xiao Gu was not regarded by Murong Fu as his future son-in-law. He had a handsome and elegant appearance. His sharp face was full of vitality in the sunlight. He had a full head of black hair tied high on his head. He was dressed in dark blue clothes and looked well-dressed. A handsome and cheerful young man.

Of course Zhang Luojia didn't dare. After all, he was not yet proficient and would definitely reveal his secrets in a competition.

"Forget it today, I remembered that I have other things to do later." She prevaricated: "Someday, another day!"

"How many more days are left? Senior sister, you will be hired next month and will be married in less than half a year. It will be difficult to see you again in the future." Xiao Gu muttered, the smile on his handsome face faded, and he looked at Zhang Luojia His eyes were sad and sad.

"?" Why did Zhang Luojia feel that Xiao Gu was different from the Xiao Gu in the original owner's memory? The eyes he looked at were full of affection. Did Murong Xin, a fool, not see it at all?

She was not Murong Xin, so she couldn't bear his feelings. He clasped his fists hastily and walked back to the backyard.

Zhang Luojia practiced swordsmanship hard every day and didn't pay attention to Murong Yan's condition. It wasn't the right time yet, and he would deal with this bad couple when the time came.