[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

"Since we are going to set off in three days, tomorrow you and I will come to compete in martial arts. Fifty strokes."

"...Fifty strokes!" Su Yu nodded immediately.

This day he practiced with Wu Daoming all morning, and practiced with Yingbai all afternoon. As a result, he thought he would not be able to sleep at night, but he was so tired that he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep with Ling Mohan in his arms. The next day, he fell asleep again. It's three poles in the sun before waking up.

Ling Mohan woke up no earlier than him after taking the soothing grass. Su Yu slept on top of him last night, and Ling Mohan took advantage of the situation to hug him. Su Yu's face was a little red, and he carefully put his arm His legs were pulled out, but Ling Mohan was still alarmed.

"..." Ling Mohan raised his eyelids, and he was still awake when he opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sleep for a while?"

"...the leader will sleep again." Su Yu said while taking the opportunity to pull out his right arm, seeing Ling Mohan closed his eyes again, just about to tiptoe out of bed, but was pulled down, the whole body Fall back again.

"..." Su Yu looked at Ling Mohan who was sleepy with his eyes closed, and then lay back on the pillow, sighing contentedly.

...It would be great if there is no such thing as the Sacred Flame Cult...but there are clues about my mother...

It was rare for Su Yu to lie on the bed with nothing to do. It was the first time that Su Yu really faced this problem... His mother was in the Holy Flame Sect, and Xue Jin and Xue Ying seemed to be his...sisters?

There was nothing difficult to accept. Looking back carefully, those two girls really looked like his mother.

"What are you thinking about?" Ling Mo asked coldly and suddenly, Su Yu was in a trance, and he responded for a long time without responding.

Ling Mohan was really sober this time, turned his head to see Su Yu frowning in deep thought, couldn't help but kissed his forehead, and then sat up to get dressed.

"..." Su Yu blushed.

He also quickly sat up and put on his outer robe, stood in the middle of the room and jumped twice, followed Ling Mohan to wash up, ate breakfast in a stormy mood, took a walk inside and outside the house, then found Ling Mohan, grabbed him The other party's sleeves, straightened his neck, and shouted, "Master! Come on!"

"..." Huaishui Wu Daoming and others who were standing next to him all laughed.

"Don't be so guilty." Ying Bai said calmly, glanced at Ling Mohan, and said to Su Yu, "It's just fifty moves."

"...that's right!" Su Yu said firmly.

Ling Mohan glanced at him, and walked out of the town first.

Su Yu wondered if he could find a hidden place to save him embarrassment.But looking around, I thought that everything in the desert seemed to be clear at a glance, and there was nothing to hide.

The two of them went out, Wu Daoming Huaishui and others followed suit.

Su Yu walked three steps and turned his head once, and finally reached the entrance of the town, he couldn't help but said, "...Can you stop watching?"

"..." Huaishui was about to speak, but was pulled away by Wu Daoming, who only heard him smile gently, "It's okay if you don't look at it, just be careful."

Su Yu nodded quickly.

"..." Elder Huaishui and Suhua hadn't resisted yet, Wu Daoming had already held one hand and dragged the other to walk back, and said heartily, "Let's go, let's go back to drink. By the way, brother Yingbai, together? I'm still here." I have never thanked you for taking care of Su Yu in the past three years."

"..." Yingbai didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing Wu Daoming's sincere expression, he even took advantage of Su Yu's inattention and blinked at him!

Yingbai raised his eyebrows, looked at Su Yu again, and finally followed him.

"..." Huaishui looked down at his red wrist, and then raised his head to look at Su Yu. He wanted to say something, but suddenly Ling Mohan turned his head, his expression was cold, and Huaishui immediately shrank his head when he saw it. , laughed, "It's just...drinking and drinking..."

"..." Elder Suhua pinched his beard and echoed, "Drink, drink..."

Su Yu cast a grateful look at his elder brother.

Wu Daoming smiled slightly, and dragged the three of them away.

"Let's go." Ling Mohan turned around and pulled Su Yu, leading him to the desert outside the town.They walked a little far away from the town, so far away that they could only make out the tallest building in the town - the inn where they stayed.

Ling Mohan stepped around and made sure that the place was safe, so he stood there and looked at Su Yu.

The moment their eyes met, Su Yu's expression tightened slightly.

This feeling... as if his whole body was immersed in icy water, and the sense of crisis came from all directions. For a moment, Su Yu almost thought that Ling Mohan was really going to kill him.

... If it wasn't for the fact that there was no killing intent in the other party's eyes.

"I won't show mercy." Ling Mo said coldly.

"I understand." Su Yu nodded.

"Draw your sword."

The broken sword in Su Yu's hand was knocked off the surface by Yingbai in the ice cave, revealing its original appearance.When the sword was pulled out from the scabbard, the light of the sword shone like the sun and the moon, but Ling Mohan's expression remained motionless, he just stood there, his hands drooping naturally, but his eyes were locked on Su Yu, as if he didn't care Whatever action you make, it will be cut off by Ling Mohan the next moment.

Backlash.

Dancers, beauty first.

"If one day, when you make a move, the other party can see your dancing posture stunned for a moment, you will be considered a teacher." Ying Bai said so.

If it is really a master duel, a moment is enough to determine success or failure.

Su Yuyuan hadn't practiced to this level, and when he made a move, Ling Mohan also drew his sword.

Su Yu's sword is light and agile, and his body is soft. His feet seem to be stepping on a unique dance step. The sword is drawn when jumping, the sword is drawn when the waist is lowered, and the sword is drawn when turning around. It seems that from any angle and any moment, the sword in his hand The sword can stab.

But if you listen carefully, the crisp sound from the intersection of the two swords also has a specific rhythm, light and heavy, long and short, deep and long.Even if the rhythm of the moves became faster and faster, until the sound of the two swords colliding at the end became one, the rhythm was not chaotic.

It sounded as if Su Yu had firmly grasped the initiative.

But in reality, Su Yu was secretly holding his breath.

Ling Mohan is releasing water?

of course not!Su Yu himself knows that even though he can barely handle it, the rhythm is actually faintly out of order!But it was Ling Mohan who firmly grasped the rhythm of this confrontation.

Ling Mohan had the ability to disrupt his rhythm, but the other party seemed to think that method was a bit troublesome. At first, he just followed each move and did not rush to attack. After ten moves, he slowly followed Su Yu's pace.

When Su Yu drew his sword, Ling Mohan could always meet him at the most opportune time. Su Yu retreated, and Ling Mohan turned around as if he could predict that he would land. This is still a dance, but Ling Mohan He has a better grasp of the rhythm of this dance than Su Yu!So much so that it almost became Ling Mohan's dance.

It's just that Ling Mohan's sword is far different from Su Yu's. Even if he is in Su Yu's rhythm, every sword is still aimed at the vital point. The originally light and soft dance has turned into murderous intent everywhere.

Su Yu's eyes are full of swords, Ling Mohan's sword, his own sword.He was still nervous before, but now his mind is spinning fast, there is no place to pretend to be nervous, and it is all about his and Ling Mohan's every move.

He didn't make this move, but he was thinking about the next move.

"Su Yu... is indeed much stronger than before."

On the roof of the inn, Wu Daoming, Yingbai, Huaishui and Elder Suhua sat in a row, except for Elder Suhua, the other three were staring at the two figures in the desert in the distance, with expressions of joy and surprise.

"Of course." Ying Bai was not polite, took a sip of wine and said, "He has good conditions and is suitable for practicing this."

Looking at Su Yu by surprise, he knelt on his knees and leaned back to avoid Ling Mohan's attack. His arms slid past him, and his body leaned to the left. Stretching to the extreme, Wu Daoming was silent for a while, and couldn't help thinking, does the so-called good condition mean that the body is soft enough.

This movement... he probably has to dodge his waist to do it...

Elder Suhua looked at the two people who were discussing, and then at Huai Shui who seemed to be enjoying it, and couldn't help asking, "... Zuo Guardian, can you see clearly?"

"Yes." Huai Shui said casually without taking his eyes off the two people in the distance, "Although it's not very clear... the general movements can still be seen."

"..." Elder Suhua stopped talking, lay down on the back, and simply glanced away.

In the desert, Ling Mohan and Su Yu had already gone through forty moves.

Su Yu persisted and did not lose his footing.

Ling Mohan's sword is getting faster and faster, and the angle of each sword is weird and tricky, which is precisely the most difficult angle for him to catch the move at this time. When Su Yu finally took the sword move, Ling Mohan was sticking again. Leaving immediately, he didn't even have the chance to seize the opportunity to counterattack. As soon as he exerted his strength, Ling Mohan had already changed his tactics.It seemed hopeless.

At this time, Su Yu was tired and out of breath, and the speed of his moves unconsciously slowed down, unable to keep up with the thoughts in his head.

...Where will the leader's next sword be? !

Su Yu didn't take a move, Yu Guang has subconsciously searched around.But this time, he didn't actually need to look at it.

Ling Mohan leveled his sword and sent it to his forehead from the front.

This time, it was faster than every move before.

The murderous aura was withdrawn as soon as it was fired, and the sword's edge barely stopped between the eyebrows.

Su Yu's eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword unconsciously. The cold sword intent made him feel uncomfortable all over, but he stood where he was and did not retreat.

"Nine strokes No. 40." Ling Mohan said flatly, took a step back and retracted his sword.

"..." Su Yu stood where he was, but couldn't help showing a frustrated expression on his face.

"49 moves." Ling Mohan raised his eyes to look at him, "I didn't get tired until the last move, very good."

"..." Su Yu blinked.

"If someone wants to kill you one day, you feel that you can't beat it anyway, and you have to be like today."

"In that case, it's either me, or Wu Daoming, or someone else... there's always time to save you."

Su Yu froze for a moment, then nodded immediately.

Ling Mohan walked back first, and glanced casually at the roof of the inn.Su Yu followed step by step, took two steps, couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Ling Mohan's clothes, and begged, "...Master! Just one move!"

"Ah."

"...just one move!"

"One move is enough to determine life and death."

"... Hierarch!"

"Ah."

"...the leader..."

Ling Mohan finally looked back at him.

Seeing that Su Yu seemed to have hope, he stood still and looked at him with wide eyes, brewing and trying to express his unwillingness and desire.

"What are you looking at me for?" Ling Mohan asked without changing his expression, "Didn't I already promise you?"

"...What?!" Su Yu immediately exclaimed, "When?" The feelings he had brewed for so long were wasted!

Ling Mohan looked amused at his surprised expression, but said seriously, "But these two days, let's make up for the gap of this move."