Chapter Seventy-Four: The Sword Skill That's So Difficult to Master

A stronger background than the Lin family?

Lin Mengyao's expression froze for a moment.

As the palace of the general protecting the country of the Fengyan Dynasty, the Lin family represented the true strength of the entire royal family!

And looking at the world, there are only four beings who are stronger than the royal family!

The small nose wrinkled slightly, Lin Mengyao looked at Bai Chen, tilted her head and said, "From the fact that you don't know Chu Junran, it can be concluded that you don't belong to Fengshen Temple, and as for Shengtian College, it's obviously not your background either. So, which one do you belong to, the Yunxiao Sword Sect or the Pluto Sect?"

The family behind Lin Mengyao is already terrifying, and the only forces more terrifying than her are the righteous supreme Yunxiao Sword Sect and the evil supreme Hades Sect!

Hearing her elimination method, Bai Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Neither?!" The candlelight illuminated Lin Mengyao's terrified cheeks, and she suddenly exclaimed, "You, you are from the mainland?!"

The only explanation now is that this Bai Chen came from outside the Fengyan Dynasty!

"Yeah." Bai Chen simply nodded without putting on an air.

"So it's like this..." Lin Mengyao suddenly realized.

Back then, her father had told her that the Xinglan Continent was huge, and that the Fengyan Dynasty was just a lonely empire in the south of the continent. The real powerhouse was far more terrifying than Elder Xuan and King Feng!

Since he is a strong man from the mainland, his profound knowledge and endless cards can be solved easily.

"Okay, go to bed early." Bai Chen stretched wearily, and put the scroll in her hand directly.

"For me?"

The obvious thing made Lin Mengyao stunned for a long time.

I don't know what this silly girl is thinking all day, Bai Chen came to the bed, took out his quilt and spread it, and then put Zichen's spine of the phantom cloud lion in the middle of the bed: "This is the limit, don't worry Well, I won't cross the line."

Finally going to bed together...

Lin Mengyao twitched her fingers, and came to the bed with a tangled expression, her heart beating wildly.

Just when she was at a loss, Bai Chen, who got under the bed, stretched out his bare arms, and threw his underwear out.

His arms were bronze, thin but muscular.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mengyao quickly covered his face and turned his back, his heart beating like a drum.

"Hey, aren't you going to sleep? It's almost three o'clock."

Bai Chen's urging voice sounded from behind, making Lin Mengyao's delicate body tremble.

"Sleep now."

With his back to Bai Chen, Lin Mengyao backed away in small steps, came to the bed, then lay down on the bed, covering the quilt nervously.

"Forehead……"

Looking at her shy look speechlessly, Bai Chen said in astonishment: "Don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"

"you……!"

In an already awkward atmosphere, Bai Chen still said this. Lin Mengyao, who was only 16 years old, turned red under his provocation, and turned his face angrily, but saw that his eyes were full of tears. smirk.

"Bad guys!"

Not wanting to talk to him, Lin Mengyao resolutely covered herself with a quilt.

The two of them shared the same bed without sharing the same bed, making the room fall into silence again.

In the quiet room, there is no chirping of summer insects, nor the whirling sound of migratory birds, but only the sound of breathing that can be heard.

"Are you asleep?" Bai Chen looked straight at the ceiling and said calmly.

"No." Lin Mengyao had never tried to sleep with clothes on before, and Lin Mengyao was wrapped in the quilt, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Take it off, I won't plot against you." Bai Chen said with a straight face, without the smirk from before.

"..."

Lin Mengyao also knew that sleeping in clothes like this was not a long-term solution.

Brother Bai, he probably wouldn't bully me...

Lonely men and widows, and at the age of dry firewood, no young girl would dare to take off her clothes.

However, Lin Mengyao didn't know why, but he had a kind of trust in Bai Chen for no reason.

"Ugh--"

With a resentful sigh, she finally wriggled in the quilt. A moment later, a white and delicate wrist stretched out from the quilt, and folded the white dress on the bedside. This scene made Bai Chen's throat unconscious. scrolled twice.

Calm down, calm down...

The two of them closed their eyes at the same time, tried to adjust their breathing, and let themselves fall asleep without distracting thoughts.

The deep courtyard is quiet, the small courtyard is empty, and the cold anvil is intermittently windy.

Reluctantly, the night is long and people can't sleep, and the sound and moon come to the curtain.

The incense pavilion is hidden, the eyebrows are closed, and the moon will sink.

For my heart, for your heart, only to realize that I am ashamed.

...

In the early morning of the second day, before dawn, in the small courtyard where Bai Chen lived, the sound of swords roared, and light and shadow scattered.

The sleeping Bai Chen gradually opened his eyes under the disturbance.

Looking at the emptiness beside him, and feeling the sword intent and familiar spiritual power outside the door, Bai Chen was suddenly surprised.

Why does this girl get up so early?

Scratching his head in a daze, Bai Chen put on the white robe symbolizing the disciples of the outer court, washed up briefly, and pushed open the door.

At this time, Lin Mengyao was dancing lightly with his sword in the courtyard, the sword intent was lingering and uninterrupted, like spring flowers at dawn, and like playing a harp in autumn, what a beautiful sword technique!

The white robe covered Lin Mengyao's graceful figure, which made her swordsmanship even more handsome.

"Brother Bai, you're awake." Seeing Bai Chen, Lin Mengyao stopped the sword in his hand, turned his staring eyes, his pretty face was full of smiles.

"Yeah." When he came to the courtyard, Bai Chen yawned and said with a light smile, "You are hardworking enough to get up so early to practice swords."

What she practiced just now was the Clear Water Meteor Sword Technique that Bai Chen gave him.

"This set of swordsmanship is so difficult. No matter how hard I practice, I can't find the feeling in it." Lin Mengyao has worked hard to control the softness in the swordsmanship, but there is no hidden strength in the softness, which really makes her depressed.

"This is a set of combined sword skills. If you practice it yourself, of course you won't find the feeling."

Bai Chen sighed helplessly, and as soon as he stopped his palm, the animal bones in the room were sucked in.

The animal bone held in his hand was slender and light, no different from a long sword.

"Come on, let's practice together!"

Following Bai Chen's words, Lin Mengyao was startled, and the word "Shuangxiu" appeared in her heart, making her cheeks instantly rosy, very cute.

Bai Chen had already set his posture, and his serious face soon affected her, making her enter the state.

Cultivation, what is important is to concentrate, have no distracting thoughts, and focus on the Tao!

The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly each raised their swords, swept up and down the courtyard, and both danced.

Bai Chen's strength, combined with Lin Mengyao's flexibility, faintly exuded an extremely strange wave of sword energy.

The initial collision, as they gradually practiced, the degree of tacit understanding became higher and higher, and the sword intent became more fierce.

In such a small courtyard, from time to time there are two sword qi rushing to the sky, one is fierce and the other is feminine, intertwined with each other, and the aura is flowing.

Soon, the courtyard was full of people looking for potential, and they were all disciples of Luoxueyuan.

Until Tang Qin also came to the crowd, when he looked at the two flying together in the courtyard with surprise, a hint of jealousy flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.