I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 162
Now Li Wan'er and Lu Ziqing's feelings towards the Xiaoyun School are very complicated, and various entanglements have caused them to get more and more involved with the Xiaoyun School, and they can't completely ignore the life and death of these Xiaoyun School freshmen.

Lu Zishu released the vitality law domain, nourishing everything with a drizzle, and calmed down the minds of Abbas and other Xiaoyun disciples.

Abbas slid down from the tree like a sleeping koala, and was caught by Lu Ziqing.

Li Wan'er said: "Why don't I take them to the Sipa Pavilion for treatment?"

More than 20 people can be seen with the naked eye, and their meridians are indeterminate.Although the Sipa Pavilion can't help them reunite Jianxin, it is no problem to treat the damage of the meridians and stabilize the mind.

Lu Ziqing nodded, that's fine.

"You go first." Lu Zishu winked at Lu Ziqing, "Leave this to me and Wan'er, and you can help everyone with their homework."

Lu Ziqing ran away with Hu Yang and Zhuo Yuting as if he had received an amnesty.

Li Wan'er called the bandits: "Everyone help, take them to the Sipa Pavilion."

The bandit team and some Shenying samurai who heard the news all came to help, and hurriedly sent the fainted person to Sipaguan.

Xie Wushuang was very upset at first, because these people wanted free treatment.But when Li Wan'er explained the whole story, Xie Wushuang's eyes suddenly widened, and he became angry.

"Hmph!" Xie Wushuang said happily, "Ni Feihong beat me and took away my job, but she taught her disciples to be like this, but she was helpless. Now it's up to me, Xie Wushuang!"

This time, no one really spoke to Fairy Ling Xiao, even the warrior Shenying frowned and said: "I didn't know Fairy Ling Xiao had this kind of temperament before, and I haven't given a public swordsmanship class until now, even my own disciples They can’t be taught well. I don’t know what Yu Xuzi, who is in charge of Ling Xiao, thinks, and he doesn’t reach out to control him.”

"You don't understand this." Xie Wushuang said proudly, "How could Jianzong damage his dignity to control these disciples who have just started. They have to stand up on their own, otherwise Jianxin will have flaws, and even the people who help them will affected."

"So that's how it is." All the warriors of Shenying said one after another, "To be honest, now we all feel that it would be much better if we had known earlier and invited Master Xie to be a swordsmanship instructor."

Hearing what the other party said, Xie Wushuang felt as if he had ushered in the most glorious moment of his life. He jumped up and down happily: "Gudebai, boil the water! Duan Feixiong, please take a leave of absence from the courtyard. It is best to come and treat them."

Duan Feixiong and the others originally thought that they would be scolded for doing such a thing that didn't make money, but who knew that Xie Wushuang would be so generous, so they immediately felt relieved.Right now Li Wan'er is going to the Qilin Academy to ask for leave, she is a senior sister, she can make decisions about this kind of matter, but she must report to the fairy masters in time before coming back.Among this group of Xiaoyun disciples with broken sword hearts, there are two girls who value love and righteousness, so it is not appropriate for the bandits to treat them.

Lu Zishu looked at the members of the bandit team, and said a little worriedly: "Senior sister Xie, can Duan Feixiong and the others really do it?"

"Of course. They are already qualified technicians in the Sipa Pavilion." Xie Wushuang's eyes radiated a ray of light, and after scanning all the Xiaoyun sect members, he said confidently, "I'll teach you how to do it. "

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In a coma, Abbas saw the sword that flew from outside that day.

On that day, when he was young, he would be eaten by monsters.The monster that rushed towards him was pierced by a sword, and Abbas, who was completely frightened, suddenly landed on a flying sword and was taken to fly in the sky.The flying sword was as wide as a door panel, and the sword was guarded by a chivalrous woman from the Xiaoyun sect.Hearing that he is the prince of Dashi, the chivalrous woman directly took him to Wangjing with a sword and threw him to Honglu Temple.On that day, the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and the chivalrous girl was holding a sword, she was cold and arrogant, and she was ruthless and had no destiny for him.

After he was saved, he always wanted to know who saved him, but he didn't know anything except that the other party was from the Xiaoyun sect.He lived alone in Dazhou as a hostage whose identity could not be determined, until a year later, when the Zhou envoy returned, Dazhou signed an alliance with Dashi, his identity was confirmed, and his status was immediately restored to the treatment of the Great Crown Prince.Later, he got acquainted with the Prince of Zhou, and met Empress Xiaoyun and the heroine who had saved him by an extremely accidental situation.

Empress Xiaoyun's appearance was different from what he had imagined. She was an elegant and refined double-ten beauty. To be precise, she was too young. She looked more like the prince's sister than his mother.She wears buns on her head and doesn't wear makeup, just like the fairy in the picture scroll who came to the world.

There is a female heroine with two swords who is also very beautiful but a bit colder standing beside Empress Xiaoyun. One of the swords is very big, and the texture of the blade is so familiar. The heroine saved him and appeared countless times The benefactor in his dreams.Perhaps due to the difference in cultivation, the heroine appears to be older than Empress Xiaoyun, and she is called Senior Sister to Empress Xiaoyun.

The heroine didn't even remember Abbas, no matter how much he expressed his gratitude, the other party just greeted him indifferently, and left Yu Jian without leaving his name.Swordsman Xiaoyun slays demons and slays demons, and has saved thousands of people. How can he care about every child he has saved?To her, there is no difference between a big food prince and a street beggar.

"I can't tell you her name." Empress Xiaoyun asked, "Why do you want the other party to remember you?"

Abbas said: "Because I can't forget her." He was just an unlucky child that year, and in Dazhou, he had no relatives.The betrayal of his relatives made him fall into the quagmire, and the appearance of the female hero was the straw that he grasped.Seeing that heroine again made him feel like he had just woken up from a nightmare.There is no special meaning, I just hope that the other party can remember me, if I can also enter her world, then I can feel at ease.

But the opponent's world is the world of swords.

A Qingyun sword landed in front of Abbas with a clang.

"Do you want to join the Xiaoyun School?" Empress Xiaoyun said softly, "To let a Xiaoyun swordsman remember you, you must have a sword heart. This means that you must abandon what you have learned all your life and what you originally owned Everything, even your status as a Dashi prince is not as important as your status as a member of the Xiaoyun sect."

"Really?" Abbas's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the Qingyun sword in front of him, but he didn't understand, "If you worship under Xiaoyun's sect, the other party will agree with me? Right?"

"To Xiaoyun sect, your age, appearance, and name are meaningless. I can't use words to make you understand now." Queen Xiaoyun looked at her knees, and there was also a sword on her knees , the exact same Qingyun sword does not seem to be a rare thing.

"I am willing to help you, just because I know that for some encounters, even if you have never met, it is better than countless people in the world."

Empress Xiaoyun caressed the sword lying across her knee with her hand, as if she were stroking a piece of jade, a treasure.The sword had been with her for many years, and the blade was shining with a lustrous luster like jade.

"No matter how many years, I will never forget. We will meet each other by fate."

Empress Xiaoyun touched the blade of the sword lightly with her fingers, and a subtle sound of the sword resounded, as sweet as the strings of a piano.Since then, Jianyin seems to have taken root in Abbas' heart.

He is obsessed with Da Zhou's swordsmanship, and everyone in the Xiaoyun sect is very kind to him.He could feel that he belonged here.

Abbas lay on the bed, not knowing how he had passed from a nightmare to a sweet dream.The scene of worshiping under Xiaoyun's sect when he was nine years old was vivid in his memory, which made him shed tears unknowingly.Compared with the identity of the Dashi prince who was betrayed by his relatives, the identity of Xiaoyun's subordinate is much more precious to him.

"Where am I?" Abbas stood up and found himself lying face down on a bed with a hole. His internal injuries had healed, his meridians were unblocked, and his true energy was stable.But when he wanted to gather sword energy, a broken noise sounded in his mind, which almost drove him crazy.The heart of the sword was still broken, but the soul quickly stabilized, and the damage to the meridians had recovered.He found that he was not wearing a coat and was covered with a clean white sheet.

This is me?Abbas is a little confused, too comfortable to be fully sane.

"You are in the Sipa Pavilion." A gentle voice came from outside the door curtain, and then someone walked in and asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Senior Sister Lu?" Abbas was startled, and saw the person in front of him clearly. Isn't this Lu Zishu?
With such a gentle voice and gentle appearance, everyone knew it was Lu Zishu.Abbas felt extremely relieved for a moment, as if the boat of the soul suddenly docked in a harbor.

"It was you who helped me..." Abbas' throat was hoarse, his face was red, and he was a little speechless.Could it be that Lu Zishu brought her here and healed her internal injuries?In an instant, many uncontrollable thoughts arose uncontrollably, and he even secretly covered his body with his hands.Oh my god, Lu Zishu favors me?Happiness comes too suddenly!No, no, everyone in the Xiaoyun faction knows that the prince has thoughts about Lu Zishu.what should I do?
"Sorry, I did it for you." A rough voice suddenly sounded from behind Abbas.

Abbas turned his head suddenly, and found that there was actually a bear-like burly man standing behind him. The muscles on Abbas' neck twitched, and the man rubbed it with his oiled hands, making a mushrooming sound. .Duan Feixiong winked at him, his eyebrows twitched provocatively, are you comfortable?
Abbas's heart shattered into glass shards in an instant.

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The disciples of the Xiaoyun Sect put on their clothes and assembled in the bamboo forest. When Abbas came out, he found that everyone had been cared for and looked much better.Some guys even beamed with joy, looking enviously at the female technicians in the Sipa shop.

Someone whispered: "Although Sipa House is male-to-male and female-to-female, it is said that if the relationship is particularly good, some senior sisters can also be invited."

"They are all members, and they need to save a lot of money."

"It would be great if there are beautiful senior sisters working here."

"You can let your good friend come here to work and learn, and we will be blessed!"

"go away!"

"There is another way, that is, if the injury is serious and Duan Feixiong and the others can't handle it, Master Xie and Li Wan'er will help you."

"Then how severe the injury should be is more appropriate? Could it be that he was sent to the hospital instead of being sent here?"

"I heard that there is a trick..."

Strange knowledge is spreading.

(End of this chapter)