"Uh, the wind is so strong, Brother Yang, are you cold?" Linger felt a little embarrassed staring at Brother Yang so directly.
"No...not cold." Qi Yang's face also turned a little red.
"Then... let's go quickly!" Ling'er turned around and continued walking forward.
Qi Yang quickly followed.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Ling'er couldn't help but ask.
"No. Is the girl's foot injury healed?" Qi Yang also took the opportunity to ask.
Ling'er lowered her head and glanced at her feet, remembering that when she turned around just now, Brother Yang's eyes seemed to be on her ankles. It turns out that Brother Yang deliberately slowed down his pace to observe her foot injury?
Ling'er didn't answer and asked instead: "So you deliberately slow down your pace because of me?"
Qi Yang nodded.
Ling'er was moved and said, "My foot injury has healed long ago. However, you are injured, so let's walk slowly!"
Qi Yang lowered his head to confirm the condition of Ling'er's ankle again. It does seem to be fine. Only then did he feel relieved.
Seeing that Brother Yang was willing to listen to his advice and slow down, Linger was no longer so worried. She remembered what happened just now and asked curiously: "Brother Yang, how can you master such advanced martial arts as 'transmitting sounds into secrets'?"
Qi Yang looked sideways at her and asked with a smile: "Is it very profound?"
Ling'er nodded vigorously. This kind of martial arts was both profound and magical to her! At least so far, no one else had used it on her.
Facing Ling'er's envious eyes, Qi Yang thought with a thought and said, "If you want to learn, girl, I can teach you."
"Really?" Ling'er was overjoyed, but then she thought about it and frowned, "But I'm not good at martial arts, can I learn it?"
"'Transmitting the sound into the secret' is not difficult at all." Qi Yang hurriedly comforted Ling'er.
Linger was still frowning. Brother Yang is a martial arts wizard, and things that are not difficult for him may not be easy.
Qi Yang thought of something and said: "Girl, please don't belittle yourself! Based on my observation, the girl has an excellent understanding of martial arts."
Ling'er was a little surprised to hear what Brother Yang said. Brother Yang had previously blamed him for his poor martial arts. Although he later praised himself once, who knew if he really meant it?
Seeing Ling'er raise her eyebrows in disbelief, Qi Yang continued: "If you don't believe in yourself, you should also believe in my judgment."
"I just have a better memory." Ling'er muttered softly.
Qi Yang explained with a smile: "A good memory only means that you can quickly memorize martial arts formulas, but the girl is more than that. I have taught the girl the 'Snowflake Sword Technique', how can I not know it?"
Ling'er's face turned red. Brother Yang's expression was so serious at this moment. Did he really think so?
"Girl, you still don't believe it?" Qi Yang frowned.
"It wasn't before you..." Ling'er stopped mid-sentence.
"What happened before I got off?" Qi Yang asked, was it because he did something wrong?
Ling'er was heartbroken, pursed her lips and complained aggrievedly: "You always say that I'm not good at martial arts!"
Qi Yang stopped when he heard this, but did not open his mouth to defend.
Ling'er thought he had forgotten what he said before, and added: "You also said it during the meeting of heroes, and when I first arrived in the capital."
How could Qi Yang forget those past experiences with Ling'er? But he didn't feel there was any contradiction between what he said then and what he said now. The girl's martial arts skills were indeed not good, and he wasn't wrong, right? ——
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