Lin Yun was a little unbelievable. His Wind Concept was extremely fast, and he rarely encountered inferior opponents in terms of speed, but this was the first time he was crushed like this.
"You made too many unnecessary moves. This time is enough for me to kill you a dozen times."
Qinghe said.
"Get up and keep attacking me."
Qinghe continued.
Lin Yun stood up unsteadily, took a deep breath, stared at Qing He, and rushed forward again.
…
"One sword, woo~"
In the evening, Lin Yun, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was interrupted by his trick, and was knocked out again by Qing He.
"It takes half a breath to prepare spiritual energy and sword intent. Are all your previous opponents stupid?"
Qinghe said.
"Okay, let's stop here today and continue tomorrow."
After Qinghe finished speaking, he disappeared directly.
And when Lin Yun heard that it would be like this tomorrow, he just lay down on the ground.
When Lin Yun returned to the yard with a bruised nose and a swollen face, both Shangguan Ling and Xue Meier were shocked.
"Ms. sir, what's going on? Who beat you like this?"
Shangguan Ling asked distressedly when she saw Lin Yun in this state.
And Xue Meier's face was also full of doubts. Didn't Lin Yun go out with instructor Qing He today? Why did he become like this?
"it's okay no problem."
Lin Yun said while calming Shangguan Ling's emotions.
"Hehehe, my brother-in-law has turned into a pig's head."
During dinner, Shangguan Xinyao pointed at Lin Yun’s face and said.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ling and Xue Meier covered their mouths and snickered. After all, Lin Yun did look like a pig's head now.
At night, Lin Yun stayed alone in the practice room, using spiritual energy to recover from his injuries.
Lin Yun's injuries looked serious, but they were basically skin injuries. Qing He's actions were still very measured.
At the same time, Lin Yun also felt that his strength had improved. His attack speed, reaction, and power of moves were slowly increasing. Although it was very small, it was indeed improving.
Lin Yun also knew that this was Qinghe trying to make trouble for himself.
On the other side, in a pink room, Qinghe was lying on the bed, reading a book.
"Hmph, I'm wasting my time to train you alone. If you want to go to the Tao, why can't you find seven or eight Mirage Dragon Balls?"
Qinghe thought beautifully in her heart.
At this time, Lin Yun had also completed the treatment, and all the injuries on his body had recovered.
"We have to continue tomorrow."
Lin Yun sighed. Although his strength had improved, the gap between him and Qing He was too big. He would probably get beaten up again tomorrow and his face would be bruised.
"By the way, why did you forget this?"
Lin Yun suddenly remembered something, which was the mirage dragon ball that had been in his ring.
Later, Lin Yun took out all the mirage dragon beads. At this time, the mirage dragon beads were still emitting colorful light and were beautiful.
"Thirty-seven."
Lin Yun counted the number of Mirage Dragon Balls.
"What should I do?"
Lin Yun looked at the mirage dragon ball in his hand and said.
First of all, each of his women must have one. There are four of them in Chang'an, two more in the small world, and two more who don't know where they are.
Later, Lin Yun looked through his collection and found that there were still a lot of good things.
"How about making jewelry."
Lin Yun said.
Later, Lin Yun took out a deep-sea pearl necklace, a piece of ten-thousand-year-old agarwood, ambergris obtained from Luofeng Mountain, and some other precious materials.
"It's work."
Lin Yun moved his hands and said.
After a night of work, twelve exquisite hairpins appeared in front of Lin Yun.
The whole hairpin is carved from ten-thousand-year-old agarwood. It is decorated with spiritual stones and precious gemstones of various properties. The gold-grained stone is melted and filled into the lines carved on the agarwood. It is not only beautiful, but also these The patterns form a defensive formation that can be activated at any time.
Moreover, in the middle of the hairpin, each woman's name was engraved in very small characters. Lin Yun filled it with ambergris, making the hairpin even more fragrant.
At the end of the hairpin, there is a deep sea pearl and a mirage dragon ball hanging from ice silk. The colorful light makes the hairpin even more beautiful.
"good."
Lin Yun picked up a hairpin and said.
At this time, the sky outside was already getting brighter.
Lin Yun put away his hairpin, stood up and walked out.
"Husband, I was just about to call you. Come and eat."
At this time, Shangguan Ling and Xue Meier were wearing gauze pajamas and holding meals.
Lin Yun walked up, opened his hands, and directly hugged the two women into his arms.
"Ladies, thank you for your hard work."
Lin Yun whispered in their ears.
"Okay, after dinner we have to go to class."
Xue Meier said with a blushing face.
"Wait a minute, my husband has a small gift for you."
Then, Lin Yun took out two hairpins and inserted them into the two women's buns.
"Like it?"
Lin Yun asked.
"Yes, I like it."
The two women touched the hairpins on their heads and said.
Later, after Lin Yun and the two girls had breakfast, Lin Yun and Xue Meier went to class.
Along the way, the hairpin on Xue Meier's head attracted the attention of countless people. After all, the mirage dragon beads were still very attractive, and the aroma of agarwood and ambergris made people feel relaxed and happy.
In the class, almost all the female students stared at the hairpin on Xue Meier's head with envy and jealousy.
But Lin Yun was miserable. After Qing He entered the classroom, he was immediately attracted by the hairpin on Xue Meier's head. Instantly, a nameless anger arose, and when he saw the mirage dragon ball on it, The anger is even more intense.
Qinghe suppressed his anger and finished the course quickly.
Some students also noticed something was wrong with Qing He's expression and made themselves look like quails, burying their heads and not daring to say a word.
"Okay, that's it for today. Lin Yun comes with me."
Qinghe said.
After hearing this, Lin Yun immediately stood up and walked out. He knew that Qinghe was going to give him special training again. Lin Yun would not refuse something that could improve his cultivation.
But Lin Yun didn't notice the growing hostility in Qing He, but he didn't blame Lin Yun. After all, he intended to give the hairpin and mirage dragon beads to his own woman, not to anyone else.
After arriving at the practice room, Qinghe waved his hand and closed the door. At this time, Lin Yun realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but it was already too late.
"Um, tutor, why is it closed?"
Lin Yun asked carefully.
"It's nothing, I'm afraid you will be embarrassed."
Qinghe said with a slight smile.
"Instructor, I just remembered that I have something else to do, so why don't I stop practicing today."
Lin Yun said while hiding in a corner.
"Don't worry, I will act appropriately as a teacher."
Qinghe said with a smile.
After a while, Lin Yun's screams came from the practice room.
