Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day - Chapter 53

In the early morning of the next day, the first morning light spilled into the window lattice and fell on Xu Wan’er’s delicate cheeks. The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, lifted the quilt and got up–

In the corner, the floor belonging to Xie Heng has been neatly arranged, and the bedding is neatly folded under the wall. Raising your hand and touching it, the coolness of the tentacles.

“Strange,” Xu Wan’er whispered, “Why does Big Brother Xie get up so early?”

At this moment, the Zaimen in the courtyard was carefully pushed open a slit, and quietly squeezed into a figure. Xie Heng didn’t want to disturb the young girl’s sleep. He didn’t expect him to slacken his body and just close the Chaimen lightly. When he turned his head, he happened to meet Xu Wan’er’s slightly suspicious look.

For some reason, Xie Heng suddenly felt a little guilty.

The young man raised his hand and stroked the long hair behind his head, unscrewed the water droplets still hanging from the end of the hair, and pulled the half-dry skirt of the shirt, gave a dry laugh, and called out, “Miss Wan’er, are you going to the knife field?”

Xu Wan’er nodded.

“My heart is always a little uneasy,” the girl worried, “I always feel that there will be unexpected things during the review today. By the way, Brother Xie, did you go to the mountain to take a bath again? Although it is March, but Every spring, it’s always getting warmer and colder, and taking too many cold showers. Be careful of hurting your body.”

Xie Heng had to answer with a wry smile.

He was irritable and couldn’t help thinking, taking a cold bath would hurt his body, but if he didn’t wash it, it would hurt the kidney…

There was a dream last night, but it was very real.

Looking back now, every detail is fully revealed, and the fingertips still have a fascinating touch, as if he had really embraced a beauty in his arms, and tried his best to force that person to be unable to bear it, and had to be soft in his arms. Gasping.

… Fuck, crime!

Xie Heng stuffed his brain with yellow waste, and followed Xu Wan’er to the knife field.

Xu Wan’er looked anxiously at the young man’s side, and saw him in a trance, and she couldn’t help but blame herself deeply.

Brother Xie must be so worried about his knife field that he didn’t think about it.

I’m so stupid! Why can’t you learn a bit of swordsmanship and put all the burden on Brother Xie?

The girl kicked the stones under her feet and made a secret decision.

This time, no matter what the result is, you must practice hard.

I must not…hinder Brother Xie again!

The two held very different brain waves, walked side by side, and gradually approached the Xu family knife field.

From a distance, I saw a group of people surrounded by the door, headed by a middle-aged man with a beard, with a national character face, a solemn and solemn look, wearing a brown-red brocade, standing with hands behind.

Zhao Ruhao followed him.

The boy’s face was bruised, and apparently after returning last night, his pigtail was grabbed by his waiting dad, and he was brutally beaten, even his mother could not save him.

At this moment, Zhao Ruhao was clutching his **** with one hand in a weird posture, while carrying the middle-aged man on his back, still grinning at Xu Waner with an exaggerated expression, not knowing what he was talking about.

… was slapped back by the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stared at Xie Heng, his dark eyes flashed with thoughts, a gentle smile on his face, a pair of elders, he said loudly: “This is the young son of Xie? What a hero, I saw him today. , Really extraordinary.”

Xie Heng blinked, trying to drive away the chaotic thoughts.

The teenager and the middle-aged man looked at each other for a moment, and nodded slightly: “Thank you.”

Unexpectedly, the Patriarch of the Zhao family was taken aback.

Seeing Xie Heng thinking for a moment, he raised his finger to Zhao Ruhao who was behind the middle-aged man, and said sincerely: “Young Master Zhao is not bad too, he is a talented person, and he is sincere in nature.”

This is an old-fashioned remark, as if standing from the perspective of the elders, the Patriarch Zhao frowned slightly, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, just about to speak, but the young man behind him grabbed his sleeves.

Zhao Ruhao’s face was full of excitement, as if he had to meet a confidant: “Father, look! Everyone knows to praise my sincerity!”

Middle-aged man: “…”

The blue veins on his forehead twitched slightly, and his sleeves waved, pulling the happy young boy back, raising his hand to stretch – but his broad palm stagnated in the air for a while, taking into account the surrounding people, he still fell down angrily.

What kind of sincerity, the other party obviously changed the way to curse people stupid, this stinky boy thought he was praised?

Why did he give birth to such an idiot?

Being delayed by Zhao Ruhao, Xie Heng and Xu Wan’er took the opportunity to step into the entry.

In front of me is a wide platform with wooden figures, sandbags, targets and other objects erected. It was a little desolate because there was no one for a long time. The breeze blew by, and a piece of small gravel was blown from the wooden pile, and the sun was shining brightly and slowly drifting. .

Two people stood in the field.

The person in front of him was dressed in black, covered tightly all over, wearing a light-colored mask, with a cold breath, as if four characters were engraved all over his body: Don’t come near strangers.

The man at the back seemed much more casual, with a wooden stake with his right hand, half of his body propped on it, and his legs that grew to be ridiculously long. The mask was like a cute cat, and the bottom was slightly lifted, revealing a white chin.

Seeing Xie Heng and Xu Wan’er, the person wearing the cat mask chuckled and said, “Finally here? Let’s wait.”

Xu Wan’er’s nerves have been tense since she was close to the knife field. She shuddered subconsciously when she heard the voice of the other person who seemed to be smiling and leaning forward to apologize.

He was interrupted by the wave of the person in front of him.

“Let’s get started.” He said coldly, with no ups and downs in his tone, like ice and snow on the Qianrenhan Mountain that had never been seen.

Xie Heng drew a knife from the wooden stand nearby.

The long knife came out of its sheath, and there was a clear sound of “clang”, and the light-colored profound energy flowed out from the palm of the young man. If there is a breeze, the grass will sway with it.

The youthful eyes were slightly drenched.

From the moment he saw the two men in black in the arena, Xie Heng cleared all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and the invisible coercion rushed towards him-it was the pressure that only the cultivator could feel, although the two in front did not have it. The movements, standing or leaning postures are dark business rhyme, sword light and sword air, and awe-inspiring.

The assessment, from the moment they stepped into the knife field, has already begun!

Blood boiled and surging in the bones of the limbs, and the long-lost excitement came to his heart. Xie Heng flipped his right hand, the long knife was erected, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

“Then I’m not welcome,” he said loudly.

The glow of the knife glowed with glowing golden light, and Xie Heng’s figure was like electricity, and suddenly rushed!

The man in black held the handle of the knife and drew a faintly long knife from behind. The blade was a deep-sea cool deep cyan, and there was a strong air in the bright sunshine. The young man held the knife horizontally in front of him, azure blue. The air rushes like a spring, enveloping the blade.

Xie Heng’s knife suddenly changed direction as it approached.

It was a slashing force, but the boy was forcibly twisted in mid-air and turned into a forward stab. The profound energy suddenly condensed, gathered at the tip of the knife, and pierced out–

In an instant, a bright light like the scorching sun broke out between the two.

The vigor spread out in circles, leaving visible traces of the wave board on the ground. The gravel was blown by the strong wind, and it shot all around, taking everyone’s eyes.

Xu Wan’er covered her eyes with her hands, and let the wind blow her hair into chaos. She held her eyes wide against the flying yellow sand–

Not far in front, Xie Heng retracted the knife to protect him, his chest undulated violently, and after a few violent coughs, he raised his hand to the corner of his mouth and said with a slight smile: “Accept.”

The Leng Ao black man stopped for a moment and bowed his head slightly.

There was a slight scratch on the corner of the black clothes.

Naturally, Xie Heng’s cultivation base was not as good as the reviewer under the sect, but he was flexible in thinking, and made a clever effort to make the sudden change of the sword force beyond the black clothed man’s expectation, leaving a trace on the black clothed man’s corner of his clothes.

Of course, Xie Heng was hit by the reviewer’s vigor and was also injured, but compared with the final result, it was a small injury and no harm.

The man in black wearing a cat mask seemed to laugh, and shook his head again and again.

The whole body of the other reviewer in front became colder, his frosty eyes fell on Xie Heng’s face, and he swept past Xu Wan’er not far away. He stared at Xu Wan’er for a longer time, as if he wanted to imprint the girl’s face deeply in his mind, and for the first time a weak mood swing appeared in his eyes.

“…You pass the test.”

In the end, the young man retracted the knife and scabbed it, and said coldly.

Xu Wan’er breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

The reviewer just watched closely, and the awl-like gaze pierced her head on, which really made her uneasy. The reviewer’s emotions were also subtle, with a murder intent for a while, and a touch of tenderness and disorganization arose for a while, and finally merged into the chilly coldness.

But the girl just raised her head and smiled sweetly at Xie Heng, before she waited for cheers.

Suddenly a low question came from behind him.

“The sword just now is not a sword technique.” The Zhao Family Patriarch stood at the gate of the courtyard with a serious face and said solemnly. “The two adults think about it carefully. Such a’stab’ force is still the sword technique.”

In Xu Wan’er’s abruptly fierce gaze, the middle-aged man approached slowly and leaned over to salute the two auditors.

“Adults are knowledgeable and shouldn’t be hurt by such a simple exchange method. Wearing the skin of a knife and practicing swordsmanship is tantamount to selling dog meat. If you confuse the students, I’m afraid… …”

The middle-aged people talk freely, with a calm posture, and the accusations between the words are beyond words. Every sentence is like a knife in Xu Waner’s heart.

“Absurd!” The girl finally couldn’t help but glared and argued, “It’s also good to be able to use a long sword to use swordsmanship. Whether he is a sword or a sword, isn’t it all for murder?!”

“Shallow opinion.” The middle-aged man shook his head, “If it can be mixed, the world does not need to distinguish the sword field. Only by focusing on any one can you achieve something. You insist that apprentices who are good at making swords use swordsmanship. It’s not a misunderstanding, what is it?”

“you!”

Xu Wan’er still wanted to refute.

But Xie Heng grabbed her skirt sleeves and shook his head slightly at the short-breathing girl.

The point of sword and sword, others may feel that there is no problem, Xie Heng as a swordsman, but knows a little bit. In this assessment, after all, he was arrogant, underestimated the Xuan Lingzong, but also ignored the existence of the Zhao Patriarch.

Xie Heng’s jaw raised slightly, and Zhao Ruhao, who wanted to enter the courtyard but did not dare to enter, anxiously scratched the courtyard wall a little farther, and asked softly: “You use your own son, are you afraid of his sadness?”

Sword power, sword power, forward splitting, picking up, spikes… Xie Heng is used to be sharp and fast, and the two are very similar. The reviewer of the juvenile attack has not indicated yet, but the middle-aged man at the door can accurately identify it. This is a mixed use of swords and swords. If you think about it carefully, it must be tricky.

And the only person who might leak the secret was Zhao Ruhao.

He didn’t necessarily reveal it deliberately, Xie Heng thought, but the kid was a little lack of heart, maybe he was slapped by his father when he said anything…just like he was arguing by himself that day.

The middle-aged man’s complexion darkened, and he said nothing.

Xie Heng thought, it didn’t matter.

“You just want to watch the pure sword technique, you can, I will show it to you.” He said loudly.

At that moment, blessed to the soul, the young man’s right hand was emptied, and the profound energy quietly condensed, and the light-colored cyclones were superimposed, finally appearing mysterious dark gray.

A knife made purely with profound energy.

Obviously, I have never used profound strength in this way, and never learned the high-grade sword technique, but the moment it collided with the profound strength of the reviewer, an icy air rushed toward his face, and in the cold wind, Xie Heng suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind Move knife style.

In a trance, a young man with bright eyes and bright eyes stood behind him, holding his hand.

Xie Heng could only see the fuzzy outline of the body in the stream not far away, while the gurgling water made the day bright and the breeze swept across the branches, bringing a touch of warmth and sweetness of fruit.

A voice that was as clear as a jade attack came from behind, and whispered in Xie Heng’s ear: “This trick is called…Fengwu Jiutian.”