[Comprehensive] A small goal

After saying goodbye to Lin Shiyin and Leng Xue, Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua left Li Yuan.

When leaving, Hu Tiehua was still wondering: "That Miss Lin seemed surprised when she heard your name just now? Did you know her before?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately denied: "No, it's obviously the first time you have come back to the capital, so you must have never known her before."

Of course Chu Liuxiang noticed it too, but he also didn't know why Lin Shiyin showed such an expression. He rubbed his nose thoughtfully and said, "Maybe she thinks my name sounds nice?"

Hu Tiehua rolled his eyes.

The two walked around the bustling street for two more times before returning to the inn where they were temporarily staying.

Although it was already noon, Ji Bingyan, who always got up late, had just woken up not long ago, and was eating snacks leisurely in the room at the moment, frowning while eating, as if the snacks were not to his liking.

Seeing the two of them coming back, he couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Didn't you go to Li Yuan? Why did you come back so early? Could it be that you were really ugly by that cousin Xiao Li Tanhua?"

Hu Tiehua snorted: "You can't spit out any good things with this mouth, and you just say that if you haven't seen anyone before."

Ji Bingyan didn't take it seriously: "Is it the first day you know me?"

The two of them have been arguing like this since they were young. Chu Liuxiang was not surprised by this, so he didn't participate in this topic at all, but took off the torn clothes first.

As soon as he took it off, Hu Tiehua noticed the blood on his left shoulder, and was startled: "What's going on? I think you were on the point at that time, why are you still injured?"

Ji Bingyan also looked back when she heard the words, and saw that her friend's underwear was dyed a lot of red, and her expression was also terrified: "Who can hurt you? Could it be that Miss Lin?"

"Of course not." Chu Liuxiang didn't care much about this little injury, "I fought a few tricks with Zhuge Shenhou's fourth disciple."

"The disciple of Lord Zhuge?" Ji Bingyan was finally a little surprised, "Is he also in Li Garden?"

Since he asked, Chu Liuxiang briefly told him what happened to Li Yuan in the morning.

During the period, Hu Tiehua added embellishments and said, "Old Ji, you were wrong this time. Li Tanhua's cousin is obviously very beautiful and has a nice voice, which made Ji Bingyan sneer and said: "That has nothing to do with you, right?"

Hu Tiehua: "..."

He didn't think it would matter either!Why is this person so annoying!

"It can hurt you, it seems that this new disciple of Zhuge Shenhou is also an unborn genius, no wonder he can fall into the eyes of his old man." Ji Bingyan said with emotion to his friend after hearing this.

They grew up together, so he naturally knew how much Chu Liuxiang was capable of.

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said nothing.

He was always modest, so he didn't tell them that his palm also hurt his cold-blooded wrist.

They were all teenagers who had never met opponents when they first came out of the rivers and lakes. It was inevitable that they would lose their sense of proportion when they fought to Xingchu, but after they really hurt each other, they all calmed down and stopped fighting at the same time.

On this side, he quickly dealt with the sword wound on his shoulder, but on the other side, Leng Xue didn't find time to deal with his wrist.

He always felt that he had a mission, so he put Lin Shiyin first in everything. Seeing that she still had to practice in the courtyard, he simply sat back on the tree and watched.

Although he didn't open his mouth to speak, his eyes never moved away.

Because of the practice, Lin Shiyin's clothes today are not the ones that sweep the ground that she usually likes, and her waist is tighter than before, making her look much neater.

For the convenience of movement, she also tied up all her cloud-like hair, directly exposing the back of her thin white neck.

And when he looked down from the tree, he could see everything in his eyes.

This was the reason why he didn't want to bow his head before, but after experiencing the two uninvited guests just now, he still felt that he had to pay attention to her surroundings.

As for the injury on his wrist, let's wait until nighttime, it's not serious anyway.

He was thinking like this, but saw that she suddenly stopped her movements and raised her head again.

As soon as their eyes met, he still subconsciously wanted to look away, and it was hard to hold back the urge.

Lin Shiyin was just agitated by the fact that the people who came were young men Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, so she put the question she wanted to ask behind her, and only remembered it after practicing for a while.

She raised her head and asked, "Did Leng Butou be injured just now?"

Cold-blooded: "!"

Although he didn't speak, his expression said it all.

Lin Shiyin immediately understood, and explained to him: "I saw that you just switched to holding the sword when you came down from the roof."

Leng Xue didn't expect that she would even notice such details, he was taken aback for a moment before saying: "I'm fine."

Chu Liuxiang didn't use all his strength in that palm, and he retracted it in time, so the injury is not serious, just rub it with medicinal wine later on.

But Lin Shiyin obviously doesn't think so. After all, in her cognition, Chu Liuxiang is more powerful than cold-blooded. Seeing his expression of not wanting to mention it now, she thought he was embarrassed because he was injured, and hurriedly said: "If you suffer If you are injured, you should deal with it?"

Leng Xue didn't have any experience in refusing people, and she called someone to invite a doctor directly after she finished speaking, so there was no room for him to refuse, and she could only accept this arrangement in the end.

The doctor was the one who was invited to stay in Li Yuan because of her typhoid fever. At first, he thought it was something wrong with her, and felt strange. Later, he learned that he was going to show Leng Xue his wrist, and he was even more shocked: "Leng Xue's head is injured. gone?"

I'm afraid there is no one in Li Garden who is a match for this disciple Zhuge Shenhou, right?

Lin Shiyin knew what he was curious about, and explained casually: "Someone just entered Lengxiang Xiaozhu by mistake."

Hearing what she said so seriously, the doctor thought that Leng Xue was seriously injured, but when he asked him to stretch out his hand, he said "...".

"No bone is hurt, it's okay." He said firmly.

"That's it." Lin Shiyin was relieved.

"However, it's better not to use a sword recently." The doctor added, "Leng Butou's sword is too fast, and it's not a small burden on the wrist."

Leng Xue nodded and said, "Thank you."

The doctor thought he didn't deserve this thank you, so he waved his hand quickly.

After he left, he thought about it in cold blood, and then explained to Lin Shiyin: "I can also use a sword in my other hand."

So he still has the ability to protect her.

Lin Shiyin understood, she was taken aback for a moment and then laughed out loud: "Yes."

She thought that this person really only looked cruel, but his actual personality had nothing to do with being 'cold-blooded', and he was even a little cute.

Leng Xue stood in front of her and looked at her smiling. Although he didn't quite understand what she was laughing at, it seemed that he was also infected by this smile, and he felt much happier for no reason.

For the next half day, Lin Shiyin followed the cold-blooded advice, not busy practicing the latter part, but focusing on the first half first.

In fact, in the first half of the chapter alone, she also had several sluggishness, so after thinking about it, she decided to ask him for advice.

In this way, he did not go back to the tree at all.

When it comes to martial arts training, there are a lot of cold-blooded words.

But he himself is not a person who practices martial arts step by step, some problems cannot be explained at all, and he will only demonstrate them to her.

Lin Shiyin was also very content, after all, this was a free sparring partner, and she immediately became more motivated.

But the next day, she tasted the bad effect of practicing high after a long period of inactivity. When she woke up, she felt like she was falling apart, and her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them up. It was comparable to when she was a student. The experience after every long run.

Practicing martial arts is really not something one does alone!Wronged!

But thinking that yesterday afternoon she had made an appointment with Leng Xue to continue tomorrow, Lin Shiyin still gritted her teeth and got up, free sparring is rare, let's practice and cherish it.

As a person who grew up in the wild, Leng Xue naturally did not have an accurate understanding of the physical fitness of ordinary people. Seeing her leaving the room with a sad face, she was quite puzzled.

And after the two started practicing, he became even more puzzled.

Although it wasn't much better yesterday, but today Lin Shiyin's movements can be described as limp and weak. He even suspected that if he used half a little more force, he could directly throw her several feet away.

After a round, he finally couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Shiyin's forearm was still clamped by him, and she was extremely wronged when she spoke: "...my hands are sore, I can't lift it up."

The two were splitting their moves before, so they got very close.

When she turned her head like this, her posture was even more awkward, and the contrast between the hot air sprayed directly on his chin and the cold air in late autumn was too obvious, which made Leng Xue subconsciously back away.

But he was so focused on backing away, he forgot that he was still holding her hand until she fell straight into his arms!

However, it was too late now, and with a 'bang', her back hit his chest.

Leng Xue was already quite flustered, but now he was even more at a loss, his mind went blank, and only the sound of his own heartbeat remained in his ears, one after another.

When he finally remembered to let go, his ears were already red.

"...Sorry." His voice was low, as if he was trying to hide something.

Lin Shiyin was finally able to stand upright and talk to him, rubbing her sore arm and turning around, before she could speak, she saw that he had returned to the appearance of refusing to look at her.

It's just that no matter how hard he turned his head, it couldn't cover his already red ears and neck.

Lin Shiyin: "..."

God, isn't this too innocent?If he lives in 1000 years and squeezes the bus and the subway with others, will he explode immediately? ? ?