Only senior brother is amazing

On the second day after returning to Jianzhuang, Song Liuying hurriedly took the leave of morning class to see He Bei.

He Bei is practicing sword in Lanzhu's West Courtyard.Song Liuying timidly stood at the gate of Lanzhu with a box of pastries, daring not to go in.If it wasn't for Qi Nian passing by to see him, Song Liuying might have stood at the door until He Bei went out and saw him with his own eyes.

Song Liuying was led by Qi Nian to the West Courtyard where He Bei was located.

When he saw He Bei, He Bei was practicing the sixth of the ten sword arts.

Song Liuying was startled by He Bei's swordsmanship and unrestrained spirit.When He Bei pierced a splendid golden glow in the turbulent smoke and dust, Song Liuying opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth slightly.

He didn't expect that he and He Bei had only seen each other for more than a month, and the other party's progress was so rapid.In the past, Song Liuying could comprehend some simple routines from He Bei's swordsmanship, but now, looking at it, he couldn't even penetrate a single bit, and those mysterious and wonderful moves were beyond his reach.He even thought desperately that he might not be able to catch up with He Bei's pace in this life, and could only watch his back as he walked from a distance.

Song Liuying's heart was filled with a sense of gap and inferiority complex.He felt that he was not worthy of standing beside him.

He Bei is the scorching sun in the sky, and he is a dim cloud.

"Why, just take a look and go back? Don't chat." Before He Bei's sword was drawn, Qinggong landed behind Song Liuying, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Song Liuying's body shook, and he couldn't hide his shocked expression. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man who was smiling at him under the scorching sun.

"He, brother He."

He Bei walked up to Song Liuying, and looked at him playfully: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Junior Brother Song is stuttering. You seem to be very nervous, and your face is turning red. Am I that scary?"

He Bei looked at Song Liuying's fair face with color, and thought to himself, is it because the image he established in his usual lectures is too strict?He felt that compared to Xie Juan, he was quite "kind and gentle".

Song Liuying lowered her eyes: "No, no. Brother He, it's good that you come back. I just came to see you."

He Bei saw Song Liuying's coy look, smiled, and opened the pastry box that Song Liuying quietly put down on the table, and found that there were three rows of delicious peach blossom cakes neatly stacked inside.Judging from the appearance alone, this peach blossom cake does not seem to be of the level that can be made in a canteen.

"Where did it come from?" He Bei picked up a peach blossom cake and put it into his mouth whole.The sweet taste exploded between the lips and teeth, and the soft and waxy puff pastry was mixed with the inner paste made of peach blossom honey, which satisfied his taste buds [-]%.

Song Liuying smiled shyly: "I made it myself...I learned it from the Jiangdong recipes stored in our Jianzhuang Library Pavilion. Rough craftsmanship, I hope Senior Brother He will not dislike it."

"I didn't expect you to have this skill. It's delicious." After He Bei finished speaking, he put another one into his mouth.

"Junior Brother Song, have you improved your skills recently? Show me a demonstration, and I will give you some pointers." He Bei thought, he couldn't just eat the cakes made by Song Liuying for nothing.

Song Liuying became more and more cautious: "Forget it, Senior Brother He, I won't make a fool of yourself in front of you because of my petty skills."

He Bei raised his eyes and joked, "Junior Brother Song, you don't dare to use kung fu in front of me, so how do you pass the comprehensive test at the end of each month against those big elders?"

"bring it on."

He Bei's tone was clear, and the way he looked at Song Liuying gave Song Liuying an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made him no longer dare to refuse.

Song Liuying drew out her sword, and used her best set of low-level sword skills in front of He Bei.

While eating, He Bei carefully observed Song Liuying's every move. After Song Liuying finished showing, he systematically stated Song Liuying's current problems one by one, almost every one hit the nail on the head.

"Senior Brother He's words made me realize..." Song Liuying's hand clenched on the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and her palm was already sweating profusely.

"You still can't let go, there is something missing... lack of vigor. You will face real enemies in the future, and the enemy will never be soft on you. Some things are born naturally in your bones. Yes, you need to release the sulfone, instead of rehearsing the movements on the sword manual. You lack independent thinking, and you need to create some you in the future based on the swordsmanship you have practiced. something unique."

Song Liuying was confused, and said weakly, "I'll try my best...Senior Brother He."

"It doesn't matter, you are still young, and you have a bright future ahead of you. Talent really can't compare to real hard work. You have the persistent and pure state of mind when you practice swords that many people don't have."

Song Liuying thought, He Bei actually said that he was not talented so nicely.He smiled slightly, his brows and eyes were clear.

He Bei noticed that Song Liuying was still using his rusty iron sword, and suddenly remembered what he had promised to the other party before.

Before, he promised Song Liuying that if he succeeded in the assessment at the end of the month, he would give him a sword.It's not that he has a bad memory, it's just that he didn't take it seriously.

He couldn't help but think back to that day, when Song Liuying was beaten for him, and his shaky figure covered in blood, He Bei felt a pang of guilt in his heart.Song Liuying must have regarded him as a sincere friend. Even though he was far away in Weicheng, he would not forget to use his little merit to replace him with good wound medicine, but he kept ignoring his thoughts.

"You wait." He Bei patted Song Liuying on the shoulder, and Song Liuying froze in place because she didn't know.

After a while, He Bei came with a sword in his hand.

It was an extremely beautiful sword that he had never seen before.

The whole body of the sword is as tender as green willows, and the hilt is decorated with two exquisite mulberry flowers.He Bei drew the sword out of its sheath, and a dazzling green light flashed in front of his eyes. The thin silver-white sword body was like clouds and snow, and it was completely different from the sword on Song Liuying's waist.

"The name of this sword is Sangli. I left it in the corner to collect ashes. I gave it to you." He Bei handed the sword to Song Liuying. Song Liuying looked down at her feet and refused to accept the sword: "No... ..This, this is too expensive! I can't accept it!"

Song Liuying didn't expect that He Bei would give him such a precious sword. The Sang Li sword was on the list of famous swords, and the ranking was much higher than the Yanshan sword used by He Bei.He hoped that He Bei would give him a sword, but the result was far beyond his imagination.

"Senior Brother He, you should keep such a good sword for yourself, I don't deserve it..."

He Beidao: "Swords pay attention to feeling, just like looking for a wife. If you feel right, you can have a stunning appearance or be as rich as an enemy. No matter how good the conditions are, if you feel wrong, you will not be able to live comfortably for the rest of your life. "This sword was left to him by He An when he was seven years old when he sent him to Fengyu Sword Village.At that time, he was full of resistance to He An, and even disliked the sword. He had kept it for many years, and now he has no affection for it.

It's better to give it away, it's a pity to keep it in his hands.

Song Liuying still didn't dare to take the sword.

He Bei hissed, and thrust the sword into Song Liuying's hand: "Take it. From now on, this sword will be named Song!"

Song Liuying held a heavy sword in her hand, feeling both excited and nervous.He was afraid that what he would do in the future would not be worthy of this sword, and he would fail He Bei's expectations of him.

He Bei picked up another peach blossom cake and chewed it carefully, and said to Song Liuying, "Practice well, it doesn't matter if you don't practice well, as long as you are happy."

Song Liuying's eyes were a little red, he nodded, and said softly, "Liuying will work hard."

After Song Liuying left Lanzhu, she took Sang Lijian and ran to Stellaris Peak alone, and practiced sword until evening, until she was sweating profusely, and the hand holding the sword was shaking wildly... How old is he? I have never been so happy before. This is the most precious gift he has ever received. How can he be worthy of He Bei's kindness to him... He secretly made up his mind to never let down Sang Lijian, never let down He Bei's kindness towards him.

It was dark, but Song Liuying still had light in his eyes.

The days of returning to Jianzhuang are proceeding in an orderly manner.

During the day, He Bei taught the disciples of the outer sect, and at night, he hid in the abandoned warehouse in Lanzhu and fiddled with his gadgets.

He Bei modified the silver-winged bird made in his previous life a little, and used lighter silver-winged silver as the material of the hidden-winged bird, and also omitted the part of painting.Also changed the size of the Hidden Wing Bird to make it more dexterous.

He tried to make two according to what he thought.

At night, Xie Juan was squatting in the corner of the entrance of Lanzhu to feed a few small cats.There were a few sounds of metal grinding and slight collisions in the ear.He looked up and saw two silver birds flying towards him from the sky.

At first, Xie Juan looked a little dazed. He had never seen such exquisitely crafted birds. Their shapes were not in a realistic style, showing the parts and gears of various parts. Instead, there was a special deserted mechanical beautiful.

Silver-winged birds floated beside Xie Juan, and one of them voluntarily paused on his shoulder.

Xie Juan frowned and smiled gently.He knew whose handwriting this silver-winged bird was. Now that he looked at the bird closely, the feathers on the bird's wings were clearly carved.He didn't expect that He Bei, who is usually careless and careless, could be so careful when he did things seriously.

He took the silver-winged bird on his shoulder in his palm, stroked the pattern on the bird's back with his fingers, and when he touched the bird's tail, a hand stretched out silently held Xie Tired's wrist.

"Brother, don't mess around."

The silver-winged bird flew away from Xie Juan's hand and landed on the back of He Bei's wrist.

He Bei slightly raised his wrist, Silverwing aimed at the apricot tree covered with yellow apricots above his head, and spit out three silver needles from his mouth.Three plump and round yellow apricots were precisely shot down by these three silver needles.

Hearing the movement, the little cats who had just eaten saw the yellow apricot rolling towards their feet, surrounded them, and used their small paws as playthings to pull them up.

Xie Juan said solemnly: "It's a little dangerous."

He Bei explained: "As long as I don't activate the switch, or no one touches it with their hands, there will be no danger."

Xie Juan was still worried: "If other disciples are curious, they can touch it with their hands like I did just now..."

"Don't worry, brother. I didn't make this bird for viewing, but for killing people." He Bei saw that Xie Juan was a little panicked when he heard this sentence, and immediately calmed down, "It's just for self-defense. I won't use it to hurt people. I just play with this bird in our Lanzhu, and others will never see it if they want to."

"That's good." Xie Juan looked at the silver-winged bird now, with a little more vigilance in his eyes. "Just don't hurt yourself."

"No." He Bei smiled and plucked Xie Juan's messy hair hanging on the side of his neck.

Xie Juan frowned suddenly: "Han Chuan, I've been having nightmares lately, I will accompany me to Zizhu Forest to find Uncle Lu to grab a few medicines to take."

There are also some things that Xie Juan doesn't want to talk to He Bei about.Since Xie Juan returned to Jianzhuang, he always had nightmares, some unspeakable nightmares.In the dream, He Bei was dressed in a scarlet wedding dress, tied him up with a rope, and abused him to various degrees.The pain in the dream seemed real, and the sense of humiliation he felt would haunt him even when he woke up.

Maybe it's because his thoughts are always too anxious, and he always comforts himself like this recently.

"Okay, is it because you can't sleep comfortably without me hugging you these few days?" He Bei pulled him into his arms from behind Xie Juan, Xie Juan's body was startled, and then he blushed and said, "Many people will pass by here, open."

He Bei naturally refused: "It's so dark, who will see it, I'll block you, even if they see it, they don't know who we are."

Xie Juan struggled a little in He Bei's arms: "You are the only one in Jianzhuang who loves to wear bright red, who else would it be if it wasn't you?"

The more afraid Xie Juan became, the more presumptuous He Bei became.He leaned Xie Juan's body against the wall and kissed, the two were in a corner, but Xie Juan was still worried that he would be seen.

Xie Juan took a bite on He Bei's lips in a warning-like manner, which made He Bei stop his presumptuousness.He Bei looked at Xie Juan with unsatisfied interest, ran over his wet lips with his fingertips, and gave a low laugh: "A rabbit can bite people at its best."

He Bei smiled playfully, his pupils revealed a cold charm in the night.

Xie Juan raised his leg and stomped heavily on He Bei's foot. The painful He Bei smiled tightly, bared his teeth and gasped.

There was also a sound in my ear: "Asshole."