The Apprentice is Too Diligent and the Master is a Bit Lazy

  Chapter 59 Bloodshot

"why are you laughing?"

  Li Xu felt that Xiao Dawei was a little inexplicable.

Dawei laughed so softly that she pointed to the ground and said, "Master, look at your shadow on the ground. Two big hands are spread out like wings, and your head casts a shadow on the ground. Does it look like a foolishness? Goose head?"

  Li Xu's face turned black, and directly poke her head with his chin.

  Poke.

  Two poke.

  Three stamps.

   Gently poke three times, Li Xu said: "You laugh again, I will let you cry on the ground."

  Dawei pointed to the ground, showing her little tiger's teeth and said: "Master, it's really funny, look at it."

  Li Xu didn't speak, his face was black.

  Dawu's fox ears moved and said: "Master, I usually hold back a smile, but I can't hold it back."

   smiled, she suddenly couldn't laugh, her face flushed, her body became hot, and even her neck was slightly hot.

  She bent over, her legs closed.

  Li Xu suddenly saw her shaking slightly, and then saw her pants bleeding.

   "You have a miscarriage... Bah... You said it wrong..."

  Li Xu suddenly remembered that she was still menstruating, but what she didn't expect was that she smiled and laughed out of the big aunt. This is a plot that the toilet may not even think of.

  Dazheng face bitterly, this is too embarrassing.

Can't    fight for some breath?

   even laughed out of Guishui. If it was spread out, her face, the little princess Qingqiu, would be discredited by her, for fear that she would become the laughingstock of the people when chatting.

  She held her stomach in embarrassment, closed her legs, and slowly squatted to the ground, holding her head, with a faceless look.

   "Little Dawu." Li Xu poked her arm.

  "Master, don't touch me, please let me die quietly."

   "Are you trying to laugh at me, don't you change your clothes? Are you really going to spit people with blood?"

  Thinking of this idiom, Li Xu suddenly remembered a very strong picture, that is, he taught Xiao Dawei the sword and taught, and Dawei’s pants were red, but his clothes were also sprayed red.

   "Blood spurts!"

  Li Xu thinks this picture has a strong sense, and has been lingering in his mind.

  He secretly admired his imagination, he suddenly felt that he had the talent to be a screenwriter, put it on the toilet stand, not to become the annual dark horse drama.

  Now, he is only Xiao Dahao’s master, which is really an inferior talent.

  "Master Master..."

  Dadao felt even more ashamed when she heard what Li Xu said. Didn’t Master say a word?

  She grieved and said: "Master, you turn to me, I want to change my clothes."

  "Will you change here?" Li Xu looked at her with a strange expression.

"Yes."

  Dawei did not hide it. There are no outsiders here anyway. Master is a recognized gentleman and will definitely not peek, so don’t worry, just change it here, and continue to practice the sword.

  "Master, what are you looking at, turn it over to me."

  Li Xu glanced at her twice, in fact, he didn't want to turn around.

  Li Xu turned around, Dawei quickly changed the blood-stained clothes and put them in the storage ring, and told Li Xu to turn around after putting on the clothes.

   "Master, I'm fine, let's continue practicing swords, this time I promise not to laugh."

  If she laughs again, she is a fool, and one cannot fall twice on the same thing.

  Li Xu came to her, wrinkled his nose, as if smelling something.

  Dawei looked at Li Xu with a strange face: "Master, what do you smell?"

  Li Xu didn’t speak, but approached Dawei and said, “I want to see if I can smell the blood on your body. I’m afraid you will stain my white clothes.”

  Dawu suddenly pulled her ears, her black eyeballs wandered around, and said:

   "Master, do you have the guts to say it again?"

  The corners of her mouth opened, and the two little tiger teeth flickered. If the master talked more, she planned to jump up and threw Li Xu to the ground, biting him.

  A small one, a fierce thief.

   "Okay, I won't say." Li Xu came behind her, moved closer to her, and said, "Are you sure you don't need to take a break?"

   "No, I'm fine. If you want to rest, Master, I can wait for you to rest before practicing."

  Li Xu looked at him and said, "Then I need to rest."

  He didn't want Dawei to be so diligent, just practising this kind of stuff is happy, and he won’t practice if he is unhappy.

  "Master, you are still resting. You have been resting for a day. Please teach me quickly. If you don't teach it, it will be dark."

   "Good, good."

  Li Xu pressed against Dawei's back slightly, and grabbed her right hand with her right hand. Her small hand was very soft, and the grip was weak and boneless, especially smooth.

  Because of being too close, the faint scent of her body rushed into her nose, making Li Xu feel like a happy horse.

  Fortunately, he played the chicken game at the beginning, and he was good at AK47.

   "Now, we are going to start." Li Xu began to teach her the tricks of the sword.

"I'm ready."

  Dawei was a little nervous, licking her lips, she also smelled Li Xu's body, her face flushed slightly.

  But now he teaches himself personally. He can no longer lose face and think too much. He has to study hard and strive to learn the swordsmanship quickly.

  Li Xu grabbed her hand, her hand holding a sword.

  "Now we are holding a sword in our hand. You mobilize your spiritual power, slowly transfer it to the sword, and then slowly release it to let the sword leave your hand." Li Xu began to teach seriously.

  Dawei mobilizes spiritual power and transports it to the sword.

   "Master, is this okay?"

   "No, your output is not enough spiritual power, continue to output to the sword."

   "What about this?" Dawei carefully controlled her spiritual power.

"continue."

"is that enough?"

   "Not enough, continue to output spiritual power." Li Xu said, "You can..."

  Dawei began to mobilize the spiritual power in the body, surging out, the power of two different attributes of ice and skyfire surging out, appearing on the sword in a state of entanglement.

   "Well, we let go at the same time, don't hold the hilt, you have to control it with spiritual power."

  Li Xu let go of Dawei’s hand and stepped back. Dawei also slowly released the hilt of the sword, and then it really became. She did not grasp the sword with her hand, but the sword floated.

  But after only holding on for 5 seconds, the sword fell to the ground, banged, and a clear voice came.

   "Master, I still don't seem to be good at it?" Dawei looked at Li Xu.

"Okay, just practice like this. When you get to a certain level, you will retreat. I believe you will be able to master the skill of Yujian soon. Yujian and Yuqi are the same. If you know one, you can basically do it. By analogy, just follow the rhythm I taught you just now and practice again, and tell me when you think you can retreat."

   "Okay." Dawei hit the iron while it was hot and began to practice.

  Gradually, it made her feel better and better. She felt that she seemed to have mastered this technique. At this time, the sky gradually came to the evening.

   "Master, I think I can do it, I want to retreat."

  Li Xu looked at her: "???"

  (End of this chapter)