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Chapter 56 Love You Even More (5)
Changsun Rongji stared into her eyes, fell silent for a while, bit Shuilong's neck, bit and pulled her delicate flesh, and then let go after hearing Shuilong's inhalation, and licked the red tooth marks with his tongue , the voice was blurred, "Ah Long, I think I like you more, after last night, I like you even more."

"If this is your confession, I don't think most women will like it." Shui Long commented coldly.

"I just want you to like it." Changsun Rongji said.

Shui Long's heart skipped a beat, she stretched out her hand to push his head away, and said softly: "Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth."

This kind of seduce me again and again, once my interest is really aroused, but there will be a price to pay.

Her eyes were as soft as looking at her most beloved lover, but also like a mist of tenderness, detached and arrogant in essence.So mysterious and contradictory, hooking your mind, and keeping you far away, let you know that it is a scorching fire, but you can't wait to turn into moths and jump on it.

Changsun Rongji is not a moth, he will not ignite spontaneously, but he wants to hold this fire elf tightly in his hands, even if he is burned, he is reluctant to let go.

"What are you doing?" Shui Long was suddenly grabbed by his hand and stood up, asking doubtfully.

Eldest Sun Rongji pulled her out of the pavilion, stopped in an open area in the forest, and answered her, "Now your internal strength is weak, I have a set of swordsmanship that can help you grow rapidly, and the moves are not weak."

"What sword technique?" Shui Long became interested when she heard it.

This kind of swordsmanship that can increase internal strength, even if the moves are not powerful, must be extremely precious.

"Tianxuan Nine Swords." Changsun Rongji said softly, seeing Shui Long's bright eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"It's rumored that old man Tianxuan's unique skill has long been lost." Shui Long also heard of this lost sword technique in her memory.

"Hmm." Changsun Rongji asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"Of course." Although she is not best at swords, she can't let go of such a unique skill that helps her.

The eldest grandson Rongji drew out the Zhengrong sword, intending to use it for her again, but when he saw Shuilong's focused expression, a longing suddenly arose, and he blurted out: "Kiss me, and I will teach you."

Shui Long saw him turn around with his sword drawn, and waited intently, but he suddenly said this.He couldn't help being dazed for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, thought childishly, leaned over and bit his neck hard, leaving a red tooth mark.

Changsun Rong smiled instead of anger, touched the tingling neck, glanced at the tooth marks on the side of Shuilong's neck, and murmured helplessly: "I can't even tell the difference between biting and kissing, what a spoiled and vengeful child."

Shuilong naturally translated his convulsive words into memory, the howling of the white lion and white teeth rolling hooves towards the sky.

The wind and the sun are shining, and the vegetation is clear.

The man in Tsing Yi is holding a cold sharp sword, and the sword's momentum is rising, and the atmosphere of the world is fused.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, but the occasional flashes of light were sharper than lightning.A sword, a person, a shadow.When it's fast, it's like a dragon swimming in shock, and when it's slow, it's like a green lotus splashing water.Accidentally murderous intentions were fully revealed, and the vegetation and green leaves were broken, shocking people's hearts.Suddenly, he is majestic, benevolent and soft, with broken leaves and wind blowing around the human body, flowing out of the dust, not like ordinary people, and even more stunning the human soul.

Not far away, Shuilong was enjoying this visual feast alone.

She focused on remembering his every move, and even more subconsciously remembered him, the magnificence brought by his every move.

People stop, swords are drawn, and the wind stops.

Changsun Rongji looked back at her and said, "Remember?"

Shuilong narrowed her eyes for a moment.

The sharpness and coldness in the eyes of the opponent when he performed the sword technique is still vivid in his memory, but when he looked back, his eyes were like clear water breaking through the ice, reflecting the sparkling light. The contrast was so great that she couldn't guard against it. It pierced into her eyes, and hit into the bottom of her heart in an instant, causing the illusion of a heartbeat being messed up.

"What's wrong?" Changsun Rongji blinked and came to her side, reached out to touch her eyes, and asked, "Has sand blown into your eyes?"

Shui Long avoids his hand, and said lightly, "I was almost blinded by a shining creature."

Changsun Rongji's puzzled expression flashed away.

Shuilong asked him for the sword, and said: "I'll use it once, you have a look."

"Okay." Changsun Rongji handed her the sword.

Shuilong took the sword and walked to the center of the open space where the other party practiced swordsmanship before, looked at the man not far away, and then closed his eyes.

The previous picture clearly echoed in her mind, Shuilong slowly slowed down her breathing, and moved for a moment.

Changsun Rongji's mind also quickened the tempo following her movement. The girl in the red dress in sight still did not open her eyes, but her usual free and easy and elegant temperament changed instantly, like a swallow butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, tearing apart her eyes. The soft camouflage reveals a stunning talent like ice and fire.

Her movements were very slow, and she didn't have the internal strength to perform the fading and fading ghostly movements, but she couldn't find any mistakes in her movements.

The eldest grandson Rongji looked at it seriously and smiled.

His person, his Ah Long, is naturally comparable to extraordinary people.

After using a set of Tianxuan Nine Swords, Shuilong breathed out a foul breath, and was about to open her eyes, but felt that her eyes were licked by something warm and soft.The back was also warm, and I heard a familiar voice in my ears, "Ah Long is so smart."

The man was stickier than White Fang!

Shui Long didn't open her eyes, turned her hands over, and stabbed at the eldest grandson Rongji behind with her sharp sword.

Changsun Rong dodged very easily and clasped her sword hand.At this time, Shuilong also took advantage of his lips to leave, opened her eyes, her eyelashes were still a little wet, and swept across his picturesque eyebrows.

"How am I doing?"

Changsun Rongji held her hand and picked out a sword move, and said: "There is no mistake. However, it would be better to do as you please."

Shuilong didn't have time to speak, her body was mobilized again, every move of Tianxuan Nine Swords was displayed again, and a strong internal force was transmitted into her body and circulated.

Under the leadership of Changsun Rongji, the sword moves that were originally blunt gradually became more rounded and self-directed, and the thin internal force was also nourished by his transmission and nourishment.

Seeing these benefits, Shuilong didn't say anything more, and earnestly understood and studied.

Chang Sun Rongji lowered his eyes to look at her, who was rarely obedient, his eyes flashed brightly, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cheerful smile.

When Feng Jian came to the cliff, what he saw was the scene of the two people dancing swords together in the mountains and grass.

He froze, staring at the two in disbelief.

In red clothes and green robes, men and women depend on each other, and there is a tacit understanding in silence, forming an independent world that no one else can set foot in.

He didn't dare to think too much, and quickly flew down the cliff.

"Feng Jian, didn't you go to find the master?" Walawa, who was dressed in a gorgeous and prosperous attire, saw Feng Jian, stopped him a few steps and asked, "Are the master and Miss Bai on that cliff?"

Feng Jian calmed down and said, "Yes." Seeing Walwa nodding and walking towards the cliff, he hastily stretched out his hand to stop her.

(End of this chapter)