White Moonlight is Not Easy To Do

At this time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were not too far away, so Ouyang Feng took them away.

When he reached a dilapidated village, he stopped and put down his two children.

Ouyang Feng looked at Yang Guo, then at Lu Wushuang, and finally remembered why he kidnapped her in the first place, and said, "Who taught you that skill?"

Yang Guo also looked at Lu Wushuang curiously, he thought: If she is dressed in modern clothes, how could she have martial arts skills? A traverser with a foundation in martial arts, isn't this a blow to her?

Lu Wushuang said, "I don't know either. Someone taught me in a dream. I don't know him."

Ouyang Feng was confused again, who could teach people martial arts in a dream?

Ouyang Feng said: "You bring your martial arts to me to see."

Lu Wushuang said: "You are so talented, why do you still look at the basic martial arts I have learned?"

Ouyang Feng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "Will you use it?"

Lu Wushuang knew practical things, and only picked up a branch and gestured, she used three exquisite swordsmanship, and then two tricks of nonsense swordsmanship.

Ouyang Feng wanted to remember when he saw Miao Di; when he saw Hu Lai's sword moves, because her first three moves were exquisite, Ouyang Feng thought he didn't understand them, so he couldn't help but doubt his own martial arts vision and read them over and over again.

But then three tricks came out. He wanted to remember again, but he couldn't let go of the previous tricks. After repeating this, his mental burden became heavier and heavier.

By the time Lu Hu had used thirty sword moves, Ouyang Feng's mind was already clouded and he was getting more and more bloated.

"Good! Good! This is not right! This trick is not right!" He was frantic and scratched his head in distress.

Where is the thought to take care of Lu Wushuang?

Lu Wushuang quietly exited the ruined temple and wanted to find a way to escape, but suddenly Yang Guo also chased after him.

Yang Guo said, "Hey, who are you?"

Lu Wushuang said, "Who are you?"

A light flashed in Yang Guo's eyes, and he said, "You are not Lu Wushuang."

Lu Wushuang said, "Then who am I?"

When Yang Guo saw Lu Wushuang, although she was young and dressed a little embarrassedly, her eyebrows and eyes were already pretty, and she liked it a lot in her heart.

He likes girls, no matter ancient or modern.

Yang Guo smiled and said, "If we have the same background, why not make friends?"

Yang Guo looked like a woman who liked him, and even Li Mochou showed mercy to him. This smile really had the charm of Chu Liuxiang, and the girls next to him would have a good impression when they saw it.

It is said that Jin Da was in a difficult time when he first wrote "Shen Diao". In order to sell the newspaper, he adopted many settings that catered to male readers. For example, Yang Guo has a strange fragrance on his body, which has an aphrodisiac effect on women, and women will inevitably fall in love with her when they see him. It's just that he modified it later and removed this setting.

Lu Wushuang said, "Where are you from?"

Yang Guo said, "You speak first."

Lu Wushuang said: "You don't want to tell me, and I don't want to know your origins. You told me, I won't get rich, is it so rare?"

Yang Guo couldn't help but love the girl when he saw the girl's anger, and said, "You want to know, why didn't I tell you? Actually... I'm not from this era."

Lu Wushuang thought that Li Canghai still yearned for pure friendship and wanted to cooperate with Li Qiushui. She also admitted her identity. But the premise of Li Canghai doing that is that her martial arts are higher than Li Qiushui and she has enough self-protection ability.

The man in front of him was still so poor in martial arts, yet he dared to tell him that he had such achievements in the future. He was really just like Duan Yu and Wei Xiaobao.

Lu Wushuang said, "Then what?"

Yang Guo said, "Shouldn't you tell me?"

Lu Wushuang said, "Did I promise?"

Yang Guo: "..."

Just as she was talking, she suddenly saw Ouyang Feng chasing after him. Lu Wushuang knew that with her current internal strength, there was no hope of escaping, so she had to stand where she was.

Ouyang Feng grabbed her, and with her eyesight, she could see that this grab was not murderous. Anyway, he couldn't resist, so he might as well just grab him.

But at this moment, Ouyang Feng's grab was stopped when he heard a sound of breaking through the air.

Lu Wushuang thought that Huang Yaoshi had arrived, but he saw a white-robed boy standing on the top of the tree beside the road. He waved his sleeves like a bat and flew down the tree.

The young man was terrifyingly handsome, but he was the same as the sun and the moon, but he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

But seeing his eyebrows flying into his temples, his pupils are different from ordinary people, but they are blue. His facial features are deep, but they are not as exaggerated as Westerners, and incorporate more oriental flavors.

Lu Wushuang snorted, then Ouyang Feng saw that this young man was neither Guo Jing Huang Rong nor Huang Yaoshi, so he stepped forward to fight with him.

Ouyang Feng squatted down and pushed his palms flat, making it the one who never learned toad kung fu in his life.

However, the young man didn't directly confront him, he made a circle with both fists, and pushed and pushed Ouyang Feng's palms, smashing them out.

Ouyang Feng let out a snort, and hit him again. At this time, the young man stopped using the move just now, and actually imitated Ouyang Feng's toad technique, crouched down, and pushed out with both palms.

Ouyang Feng shouted loudly and was about to meet his palm, but the opponent's martial arts were so strong that he could change his moves midway, and his hand grabbed the acupuncture point on Ouyang Feng's wrist.

The young man was forced back five or six steps by Ouyang Feng's palms, but Ouyang Feng could no longer use the third move.

Fortunately, the young man didn't mean to linger for a long time, let go of his hands, took a deep breath and took seven or eight steps back.

Ouyang Feng lost three points of his internal strength, and was sitting on the ground tiredly, his eyes twinkling.

"What kind of kung fu is this, it can actually transform a person's inner strength!"

The boy smiled slightly and said, "Guess!"

"Jiuyin Sutra! This is the martial arts in the Jiuyin Sutra!"

The boy said, "The Nine Yin Mantra is not necessarily the best martial arts in the world."

Ouyang Feng said: "I am the number one in the world! I am the number one in the world!"

The young man shook his head secretly, used his light work to get to Lu Wushuang, hugged her and jumped up to the top of the tree, and then used his wonderful light work to borrow one tree after another, and they were gone.

The crossing Yang Guo was still a rookie. He originally had the lofty ideal of picking up girls to dominate. At this time, when he met a player of the same age who had already appeared at the full level, his confidence was extremely low.

Yang Guo was a little disheartened, but Ouyang Feng grabbed him and said, "Son, dad is the best in the world! Dad passed on all his skills to you!"

...

The teenager hugged Lu Wushuang and flew far away, and finally put her down at a secluded place.

The boy said, "I'm late."

Lu Wushuang looked at him suspiciously and said, "Who the **** are you?"

The young man smiled lightly and said, "Why are you so confused, girl? Pretend you don't know me?"

Lu Wushuang said: "'Liuyun Feixiu' and 'The Great Movement of Heaven and Earth'...'Yu Lang' has never learned."

When Yulang was reincarnated in modern times, he naturally only practiced a little qigong and modern practical kung fu. Later, they practiced some self-cultivation skills, but because they could not survive the calamity and ascension, they also perished at the age of three hundred.

Yingchun has never seen him use "Liuyunfeixiu" and "The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth", but he has the same understanding of martial arts, how can it be exactly the same?

The young man was stunned for a while, and sighed: "I thought your favorite was your 'Yu Lang', but it's hard for you to remember 'he'."

Lu Wushuang stared at him blankly and said, "Which one do you mean?"

The boy was stunned for a while, then said, "Yuan Suiyun, or Zhang Wuji?"

Lu Wushuang took a step back in fear and said, "You... Who are you?"

The teenager sighed: "I am me. Don't be afraid, do you think I will hurt you?"

Lu Wushuang said, "But I can't recognize the people who have been by my side for tens of thousands of years."

The teenager said: "Don't do this, I didn't know it before. After the end of the 'Yuanshi Tianzun' career, I have a relatively complete consciousness. Once I wear it, it is difficult to remember. I am a new born. I am Yulang. , or Yuan Suiyun, these are not important, the important thing is that you love me, and I love you, isn't it?"

Lu Wushuang said, "You admit it."

The teenager said: "I admit, it's me. I always don't remember it before, but I remember it later, it's all me. Thank you for staying with me this time, always helping me by my side, giving me love and home. "

Lu Wushuang looked up at the sky, thinking about various past experiences, there was always a sense of sadness in the vicissitudes of life. Every time she tried to forget it and started a new life, the relationship that lasted for 60,000 years was too long to be forgotten, and her habit would drive her crazy. Fortunately, he finally traveled with her.

Now he is not the one she expected, she just felt dizzy and fainted suddenly.

...

Lu Wushuang woke up stimulated by a burst of fragrance, and found himself lying in an old village house with a robe covering his body.

A teenager was sitting at the table eating beggar chicken, turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"

Lu Wushuang swallowed his saliva, and the boy smiled and said, "You haven't eaten all day and night, and your blood sugar is low."

Lu Wushuang turned his head, only to feel that the script was wrong, the boy tore a chicken leg and walked over.

The teenager handed the chicken leg to her mouth and said with a smile, "Eat it."

Lu Wushuang: "..."

The teenager teased: "Are you trying to show integrity? Learn from Wen Tianxiang? Would you rather starve to death than surrender?"

Lu Wushuang said, "Wen Tianxiang didn't starve to death. He just went on a hunger strike for eight days when he was taken to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty."

The young man caressed her head lovingly, and said, "You only have one day and one night, and it will take seven days. If you don't insult you with chicken legs, I'll eat it."

A voice in Lu Wushuang's heart shouted: Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Ow!

She pounced on him and bit him on the neck. The boy was in pain: "You thief mother-in-law! You are going to murder your husband!"

Lu Wushuang only felt that he had bitten into his flesh and tasted the blood, so he let go.

The young man raised his eyebrows and whimpered twice, "Are you so cruel? You don't want to see Zhang Wuji, so I don't have to let him know martial arts. I just came to this world and thought his martial arts was more convenient, so I just practiced casually. practice."

Lu Wushuang said, "Is this the point?"

The boy said, "Then what's the point? We've been together for tens of thousands of years, and I can't remember too clearly what happened in those hundreds of years."

Lu Wushuang said: "You said, who sent you here? What are you doing?"

The young man smiled lightly: "Who sent you here is also who sent me here, and we can't explain it too clearly."

Lu Wushuang said: "Is it possible, are we just someone else's game?"

The young man advised: "Don't worry about it, you will be fine."

The young man sighed secretly: She took the "traveling gift ticket", but she always thought she was the protagonist, and ended up worrying about the protagonist's heart from beginning to end.

Lu Wushuang suddenly remembered that she said she wanted to go back back then, but then one world after another, she forgot to ask, as long as the "system" didn't stop her, she still had to wear it, and it was useless to ask.