Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

"Strange, why is there no one?"

"Ahem, he's a fairy after all, so it's natural to hide his whereabouts," Han Chen explained seriously, trying hard to get Ying to give up the idea.

"That's it, then it's better to stay here before the martial arts competition. Immortals can't stay here for a day."

Although Ying was a little discouraged, she quickly regained her spirits and was going to book a room for a few days.

"stop!"

Han Chen suddenly stopped in front of Ying, sweating profusely, "Maybe the proprietress still has some clues to tell, you wait here for me first, maybe Immortal Lingxiao will show up in a while!"

Ying was stunned for a moment, and replied in a somewhat confused way: "Oh..."

Paimon also stared at Han Chen suspiciously.

Han Chen left the balcony in a hurry.

After about 10 minutes.

Ying suddenly felt a breeze, raised her head and saw a boy wearing a Yin-Yang mask, it was indeed the mask she had seen in the Golden House before!

"Wow, it's Ling Xiao Tai Chi Master!"

Paimon waved his hands excitedly.

The young man landed on the ground lightly, "What do you need from me?"

At the same time, Han Chen also ran back panting heavily, and when he saw that figure, he immediately showed admiration, "This is the legendary fairy!"

Ying always felt that something was wrong.

I had met Ling Xiao Tai Chi Zhenjun once in the Golden House before.

Is he that short...?

Ying is a little messy.

Chapter 50 Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie

5 minutes ago.

Mandrill was standing by the river in Dihuazhou, when a yin and yang light flashed in front of him suddenly, Han Chen rushed across the river with a whoosh, barely stopping the car in front of Mandrill.

"Brother Mandrill, brother is in trouble, I have to help!"

A look of sincerity flashed across Han Chen's eyes, and he tightly grasped Mandrill's right hand with both hands.

Mandrill took a quiet look at Han Chen, then turned around and left, thinking that this man must have caused some trouble again, and it would be no good if he got involved.

"1000 plates!"

Han Chen grabbed Mandrill's arm violently, with sincerity written all over his face, "Brother Mandrill, just help me one last time!"

Mandrill sighed helplessly, and before he could open his mouth, there was a familiar Yin-Yang mask in his hand.

"Help me act in a scene, it's all a mask anyway, right?"

Han Chen blinked innocently, and Mandrill suddenly felt that he had been tricked again.

So why did Ling Xiao Tai Chi, who was once domineering and murderous Ling Ran, become what he is now?Mandrill put on a mask while lamenting the power of time.

"My rating is exactly the same!"

Han Chen gave a thumbs up silently, but what he was thinking was that his performance was not as chic as his brother's.

......

"Teacher Ling Xiao Tai Chi, can you teach me swordsmanship?"

Although it felt a little inexplicably wrong, Ying decided to put it on the back of her mind first, and learning swordsmanship is the most important thing now.

Ying's beautiful eyes are shining with determination, she must win!

Mandrill nodded slightly, the blond girl in front of her was indeed a good-natured girl, and it seemed that it was no coincidence that she was able to save Liyue.

"I still have the important task of watching over Liyue, so you can go learn swordsmanship with my successor."

Mandrill spoke lightly. Of course, Han Chen had told him the line in advance.

"successor?"

Ying opened her mouth in surprise, she didn't expect that Ling Xiao Tai Chi Lord still had disciples.

"Ahem, it's right here."

Han Chen coughed lightly, and held up the Zhanyan that he had taken out at some point.

Paimon blinked vigorously, feeling a little confused, "But you are a novelist, Han Chen."

"Xuewen can't save Liyue!" Han Chen suddenly said with righteous indignation, his whole body was filled with righteousness, and what Mandrill saw was the corners of his mouth twitching.

This is no novelist, why not just become an actor.

Yinghou belatedly recalled the previous battle in the secret realm. The swordsmanship that Han Chen displayed was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary novelists. Could it be that he is really a disciple of a fairy?

"I'll take my leave first," Mandrill silently glanced at Han Chen, before disappearing on the balcony in a stream of light.

Ying and Han Chen stared at each other, and the golden-haired girl immediately raised her long sword and pointed at Han Chen, "How many things have you hidden!

"No, you're just using a novelist to cover up your real identity!"

Han Chen's face showed a bleak look, and his head was raised to 45 degrees, showing just the right amount of sadness, "When I was 10 years old, I witnessed evil spirits attacking people with my own eyes, but I couldn't do anything."

"So in order to maintain Liyue's safety, I will wear a mask every night to fight against evil spirits and evil. You can call me Kamen Rider.",

Han Chen's expression was real and vivid, and he burst into tears.

The corners of Ying's mouth twitched slightly, and she read softly, "I'll recommend you to Yun Jin to sing in the future, heh."

Paimeng was still in tears, but after hearing this, he realized, "Han Chen, you are just making up a story!"

How shameful it was to deceive her feelings!

"Ode!"

The sound of piercing the air exploded, and the sharp long sword stabbed out.

Han Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he swung Zhan Yan almost subconsciously, only reacting the moment he hit the long sword.Pull back in a hurry.

Even so, Ying was pushed back a few steps, and an eager look appeared on Qiao's face.

"Han Chen, you are really strong."

Ying blinked her eyes and raised her long sword again. She had been curious about Han Chen's swordsmanship since the trip to the secret realm, and that flowing swordsmanship should never appear on a novelist.

The girl's figure approached suddenly, the long sword in her hand opened and closed, and the suppression was extremely strong.

Han Chen's eyes were slightly serious. Ying's swordsmanship was very oppressive. Similarly, once a flaw was found in this kind of swordsmanship, it would immediately collapse.

This is an extremely fatal weakness, and it may cause instant death in a real battlefield.

The light of the lacquered night faintly flashed in the depths of his pupils, and the chopping rock in his hand was as light as a feather in an instant, and the weight he lifted was as light as light, this is the acme of [Yin].

A look of astonishment flashed in Ying's beautiful eyes, and the long sword in her hand suddenly lost control, and was lifted from the middle lightly by Zhan Yan.

"what is this?"

The long sword fell to the ground, and Ying looked at Han Chen puzzled.

Obviously he didn't do anything, why can he do this to this extent.

"Ying, you have to remember that you have to leave a way of retreat for yourself at all times," Han Chen squatted down and picked up the long sword. "Don't block your way of retreat in battle."

"This is the first lesson."

Han Chen would not directly instill all knowledge into Ying. Everyone has their own style of swordsmanship that suits them best, and the worst way is to forcefully change someone else's style.

Ying took the long sword thoughtfully, and what Ke Qing said to her before rang in her mind.

Her swordsmanship is too aggressive, and it is easy to find flaws.

"I understand, come again!"

Ying took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes were filled with determination, and she tightly clenched the hilt of her sword.

In order to find her brother, no matter how tired she is, no matter how hard she suffers, she will not back down half a step.

Her swordsmanship is to go forward indomitably, cut off all obstacles, and open the way home.

She wants to use her own strength to find her brother!

"Ying..." Paimon whimpered, "Come on!"

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Passers-by who didn't know the atmosphere would probably regard him as some kind of villain who committed all kinds of crimes. Shouldn't he still be laughing?

Ying's figure quickly approached Han Chen, and skillfully pulled out a sword flower with the long sword in her hand, and then slammed it down.

Zhan Yan lifted up precisely in Han Chen's hands, perfectly blocking the long sword in midair.

"Hey--!"

The corners of Ying's mouth were slightly pursed, and the long sword slid down Zhan Yan's blade quickly, changing the downward thrust to a straight thrust.

The tip of the sword finally stopped half a meter in front of Han Chen's chest, and no matter how hard Ying tried, she couldn't move any further.

"Beautiful blindfold."

Han Chen slowly raised Zhan Yan, and turned Ying's long sword sideways, "You are improving so fast, no one should be able to defeat you in the martial arts competition."

Ying's chest rose and fell slightly, she wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and smiled brightly, "That's great!"

Han Chen also nodded slightly in relief, and put Zhan Yan away. Ying's comprehension ability is stronger than imagined, and in time she will definitely step into the highest realm of swordsmanship.

While Han Chen was still deep in thought, Yingqiao raised her long sword and smashed it on Han Chen's head with the hilt.

"The battle is not over yet!"

Ying stuck out her little pink tongue, and playfully shook the sword in her hand.

Chapter 51 Remember to come back

Is it appropriate to sneak attack on my thousands-year-old comrade?

Han Chen rubbed his head and sighed speechlessly, but he couldn't help seeing the cute and playful Ying in front of him, so he could only silently look at Paimon who was at the side.

"It's all your fault, you didn't educate her well!"

Paimon: "???"

"Hey, it's none of my business! Don't spread your anger on others casually!"

Paimon stomped his little feet in the air angrily, and turned his head away with a snort.

Ying smiled and patted Han Chen's shoulder, "I didn't hurt you, I'm sorry."

"Heh," Han Chen looked at Ying indifferently, "It's not so easy for me to forgive you. Do you know how much a big dick can hurt a 20-year-old's heart?"

Ying grabbed Han Chen's arm and said pitifully, "Then I'll give you 100 rough stones, can you forgive me?" She blinked her big eyes at Han Chen.

"This is saying, our friendship is indestructible, the previous one was just a joke!"

Han Chenyi spoke uprightly, and took the rough stone that Ying handed over by the way, his old face was a little uneasy.

Ying spread out her small treasury, her pretty face was slightly bitter, since she met Han Chen, the rough stones she had saved before were disappearing rapidly.

Opening the backpack no longer has the shiny special effects before.

In fact, Ying was also very curious about why Han Chen had such a soft spot for rough stones. Could it be possible that he could find his wife? Isn't it just some shiny crystals?

It's just that every time she asked Han Chen, he would evade it with various reasons.

I always feel that Han Chen's whole body is full of secrets, puffing his mouth, and one day he will expose you with bitter tea seeds.

"continue!"

Ying raised her long sword and raised her small face slightly.

Han Chen shrugged. Now that the original stones are all collected, he must do his best.

......

The two of them fought until dusk. Han Chen didn't expect Ying to be so obsessed with it, and he had done his best to win.

There was even a sword that was only half a point away from Han Chen. The speed of progress could only be described as terrifying.