Chapter 656: 656 Beautiful boy, it's your turn

  Chapter 656 656 Beautiful man, it's your turn

  The longer he gets along with Gu Fenghua, the more Lorne admires her strength, and has long wanted to find an opportunity to ask her for advice. It's just because everyone has different techniques, different sword skills, and the gap in cultivation level is too big, so I haven't found a chance.

   "Draw your sword." Gu Fenghua smiled slightly.

   "Okay." Lorne drew out the sword with a brush, his face was full of excited smiles.

  But, soon, she couldn't laugh.

   "Pop!" With a crisp sound, the scabbard wrapped in the silk cloth was drawn heavily on Lorne's back.

   "Ah..." Poor Miss Luo screamed and squatted on the ground.

   "Slow down, slow down, you are too fast, I can't see how to stop it." Lorne raised his head and looked at Gu Fenghua pitifully, with a slight smile on his face.

   "I'm already very slow. I can't stop it because you are too slow. Come again." As soon as the voice fell, Gu Fenghua smashed out again with a sword.

   "Wait, don't...Ah!" Before he finished speaking, Lorne screamed and fell on the ground.

   "It's too slow, what about the sword skills you comprehend, is that how you comprehend it?" Gu Fenghua sternly reprimanded him like a different person, and another sword was smashed out.

   "I haven't realized anything yet." Lorne said sadly.

   "Then enlighten it immediately." When he said this, there was another crisp sound, and the poor Miss Luo lay on the ground again without any image.

   "Didn't you say that you are ready to learn, do you need to start with such a heavy hand?" Lorne said with tears and helplessness.

"Actually, when I first taught me the Eight Swords of Returning to the Yuan Dynasty, several older brothers also said that at the time of life and death, it is often the best time to comprehend the sword skills of martial arts. This is the best shortcut to practice. No one." When he said this, Gu Fenghua's sword was smashed out again.

In fact, Gu Fenghua doesn’t have Lorne’s peculiar hobby that builds happiness on others’ suffering, and she never wants her best friend to be hurt at all, but she knows very well that if she doesn’t do this, Lorne will never do so. It is impossible to comprehend Duankong Zhanlangjue within three months, and for the safety of her life, she can only be cruel.

"It hurts, help, I'm going to kill someone, help, help..." So, in the quiet courtyard for many days, Miss Luo heard a scream of helplessness and a scabbard. The crisp sound that fell on the body.

"Oh, why bother, even if there is something unpleasant before, just hit it for a few hours, why do you have to put such a heavy hand, it's all your own." The white fat man didn't know when he was taken care of. Fenghua turned into a pig's head, Lorne said sympathetically, but with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, he almost didn't engrave the words "glorious" on his forehead.

   "I originally said this sentence." Ye Wu Se said a little depressed. I was about to speak, but Fatty Bai rushed to say whatever he wanted to say.

   "Let me talk about it once, and you will talk about it later." said the white fat man.

  "A while?" Ye Wuse looked at Fatty Bai strangely.

  Fatty Bai was startled, and suddenly realized that this sentence seemed a bit unlucky, and he also had an ominous premonition in his heart.

  "Okay, don't scream, go and rest." Gu Fenghua finally let go of Lorne, and the scabbard pointed at Fatty Bai, "Beautiful man, it's your turn."

  "Me?" The ominous premonition became reality, and Fatty Bai's face changed drastically.

  (End of this chapter)