The villain heroine is strong and sassy

After his grandfather and grandson went out, Baili Jiuye took another pill and sat cross-legged in meditation.

She wanted to recover quickly and didn't want to take the bitter medicine anymore.

She didn't like sweets, but after drinking the medicine, she missed the sweet and glutinous pastries made by Xiao Ruoli.

For ten days in a row, Baili and Jiuye did not go out. They set up a spirit gathering array in the house, and the grandfather and grandson were wise enough not to disturb it.

On the tenth day, Baili Jiuye recovered some spiritual power, removed the formation, and opened the door. He saw a bowl of cold food at the door. Baili Jiuye bent down to pick up the bowl and put it into the kitchen. The kitchen was simple. Clean, only some wild vegetables and whole grains.

Baili Jiuye frowned, turned around and walked out the door into the back mountain.

When the grandfather and grandson came back, they saw that the door was open but Baili Jiuye was not there. They thought Baili Jiuye had recovered from his injury and left.

Zhao Shixuan felt relieved, while A Yuan sat on the threshold with his head lowered and was depressed.

The door creaked open from the outside. A Yuan looked up, and his disappointment turned into surprise in an instant. Deng Deng rushed over and buried himself in Baili Jiuye's arms. He raised his head with admiration on his face, "Little brother, you I’m not leaving, it’s great.” Tears fell down as he spoke.

Baili Jiuye froze for a moment. Except when he was a child, only Xiao Ruoli dared to be so presumptuous.

Although Nuonuo's children were envious of her, they were more of admiration and they never dared to approach her.

When Mrs. Zhao came out, she saw her grandson throwing herself into Baili Jiuye's arms, while Baili Jiuye was holding a rabbit in one hand and a wild boar weighing three to four hundred pounds in the other.

He slapped his thigh and said with an anxious look on his face, "Oh my god, how can you fight with a wild boar before your injury is healed? Come on, put your things down."

He pulled A Yuan out of Baili Jiuye's arms and urged Baili Jiuye to put down his things and sit down to rest.

The series of actions made Baili Jiuye not sure how to react.

She tried to kill her, but these ancestors and grandson were just ordinary people, and they also saved her. She could kill people in Baili Jiuye, punish the heavens and destroy Buddhas, but she could only not be ungrateful. This is the motto of the Baili clan, and the same is true. The bottom line of her life.

But she had never encountered such pure enthusiasm.

So the inexperienced Baili Jiuye could only sit on the chair, with A Yuan's various compliments in her left ear and Zhao's nagging concern in her right ear. But why didn't she feel annoyed at all?

Finally, the grandfather and grandson said they were tired. A Yuan ran to see the wild boars and rabbits, while Zhao asked what to do and suggested that Baili Jiuye take the things to the town and sell them in exchange for some money.

Baili Jiuye didn't say anything. He took out the Black Killing Sword that he got easily from the space. He was originally going to give it to Anri, but he forgot about it later.

It's perfect for killing pigs now. The wild boar didn't die, it was just knocked unconscious by her.

The Zhao family's ancestors and grandson have become accustomed to Baili Jiuye taking out things out of thin air from time to time.

Seeing this, he quickly grabbed a basin to collect the pig's blood. This was a good thing, and it would be a pity to waste it.

After killing the pig and cutting the meat, Baili Jiuye wiped the black sword and glanced at the grandfather and grandson who were standing there blankly, and said stiffly: "Stay here, you can eat."

"Hey, okay, okay." Under Baili Jiuye's eyes, Ms. Zhao couldn't hear what she was saying and could only nod randomly.

A Yuan stared at the sword in her hand with twinkling eyes, his eyes full of longing.

Finally, he clenched his little fists, mustered up the courage to walk towards Baili Jiuye, and said anxiously: "Brother, can you teach me how to practice swordsmanship?"

Baili Jiuye looked down at the human cub, which was no bigger than her knees, and asked, "Why?"

A Yuan said loudly: "You can become stronger by practicing swordsmanship, and you can drive away the Great Liang. Then my father can go home, and grandma can be happy and don't have to work so hard."

Baili Jiuye raised his head and looked at Zhao, who was wiping tears secretly at the side, and then looked at the expectant child. For the first time, he didn't know how to refuse.

She has been strong throughout her life, and has never met people like her grandfather and grandson who have faced adversities in life but always have their hearts set on the sunshine.

After the words of rejection rolled around in his mouth, they turned into two words: "Yes"

"Aww, thank you, little brother. You are so kind, little brother." A Yuan jumped up and down around Baili Jiuye, overjoyed.

Mrs. Zhao was very happy when she saw her grandson's happy appearance, and she worked even harder to pack things.

The coldness in Baili Jiuye's eyes slowly melted away.

Think of it as repaying a favor.

At night, Baili Jiuye went out quietly and went straight to the military camp on the border of Daxia.

In the general's tent, General Shi Lushi, who had just fallen asleep, felt a different aura and quickly stood up and drew his sword.

Under the dim light of the candle, the young man in red was sitting on the table opposite with his legs bent, playing with a tea cup in his hand. His strange red eyes made Shi Lian feel like he was being targeted by an evil spirit.

Shi Lian put his whole body on guard and pointed his sword at Baili Jiuye, "Who are you? Why did you break into the military camp without permission?"

Baili Jiuye didn't answer, his eyes fell on the sword, and the sword instantly turned into ashes.

"Who are you?" Shi Leng's pupils dilated, but he still had the calmness that a general should have.

Baili Jiuye did not answer directly, "I'm here to ask you something."

Shi Leng: I’m afraid you may have misunderstood the word “ask for advice”!

"Your Excellency, please tell me." Shi Leng is very aware of current affairs.

Baili Jiuye didn't waste any time and said directly: "Tell me how your country of Daxia practices martial arts."

Shi Leng suddenly looked at Baili Jiuye. Is this person here to obtain military secrets?

I thought so and asked.

"I am not interested in your military secrets."

Later, Baili Jiuye learned that Daxia's martial arts training was what monks usually call physical training, but it did not reach the intensity of physical training. In Baili Jiuye's view, it was like a clown holding a wooden sword and saying "Hey, hey, hey." Performance.

Not a deterrent at all.

Baili Jiuye left before Shi Lian could finish everything.

Shi Leng wiped the sweat off his head and sat at dawn with a lot of thoughts all night long.

Afterwards, he called in generals, big and small, and ordered everyone to strengthen training and take precautions.

As for why, he didn't know how to answer. He said that a young man in red clothes and red eyes who came and went without a trace quietly entered his camp just to ask about Daxia's martial arts practice.

No one would believe it, and it might even disturb the morale of the military.

……

The mountain behind the Wen family.

Baili Jiuye sat cross-legged, with red and black spiritual energy rolling around his body.

The flower on her forehead was also looming, and when she fell into this world, everything remained in the same state as when she entered the black hole.

At dawn, Baili Jiuye retreated from practice, grabbed a hare and ducked back to Wen's house.

A Yuan sat on the threshold again and looked in the direction of the door.

Baili Jiuye's voice came from behind him. Ayuan turned around and looked at her happily, "Master, you are back."

"master?"

"Yes, grandma said that if you promise to teach me how to practice swordsmanship, you will be my master. From now on, Ayuan will provide for you until the end of your life."

"No need to call me master"

Retirement and death? She doesn't need to.

A Yuan burst into tears, "But grandma said this is etiquette, otherwise I would be embarrassed to ask you to teach me how to practice swordsmanship."

"Little brother, don't you want to teach A Yuan how to practice swordsmanship?"

Baili Jiuye looked at him with a headache. She was good at killing people, but not so good at coaxing children.

"Call me whatever you want." Anyway, she won't be here for long. She will leave when her spiritual power is restored.

A Yuan turned from crying into laughing and called "Master" over and over again.