The little girl raised her eyebrows slightly and hugged her sword across her chest, "It doesn't matter who the enemy is, just come."
Meng Xuezhou twitched the corners of his mouth but said nothing.
Sanqing suddenly walked up to him and looked Meng Xuezhou up and down, "Why are you sleeping on the roadside in broad daylight?"
Meng Xuezhou grinned: "Have you ever heard of practicing swordsmanship in a dream?"
Sanqing looked confused, but he was holding his breath and refused to shake his head in denial. On the other hand, Fu Zhu next to him looked slightly startled, looking at the man with two swords on his waist, and began to think deeply.
Meng Xuezhou laughed heartily: "You definitely don't know your level."
Sanqing was extremely angry, because she really didn't know what practicing swordsmanship in a dream meant. She gritted her teeth angrily and ignored the man.
Meng Xuezhou asked her mysteriously, "Do you want to give it a try?" He secretly winked at the girl twice where she couldn't see her.
Fu Zhu smiled and nodded.
Sanqing's heart was moved, and she asked reservedly: "Can you really allow me to practice swordplay while sleeping?"
This way she doesn't have to work so hard to swing the sword, which is a great thing!
Meng Xuezhou said sincerely, "Of course."
"But..." He changed the subject and protracted his tone to keep Sanqing's appetite at bay. When the little girl's patience was almost gone, he said leisurely, "But practicing swordsmanship in a dream requires talent. If you don't have talent, I'm afraid you will." I fell asleep directly."
Sanqing was confident, "I definitely have talent!"
Meng Xuezhou choked for a moment. He still underestimated the little girl's blind confidence.
After taking two deep breaths, Meng Xuezhou gave a bright smile and said, "Go and lie down where I just lay, close your eyes and concentrate, recalling the sword moves you practice in your daily life, reaching a state of selflessness, basically It’s done.”
There was suspicion in Sanqing's eyes, "Is there anything magical about that pile of grass? Does it have to be lying in the pile of grass?"
Meng Xuezhou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the little girl had reacted, but she was just curious about the pile of grass and blurted out, "This is fairy grass, of course it is different!"
Sanqing tiptoed over suspiciously, lay down in the grass, and began to recall Sanqing's sword skills.
The light fragrance penetrates the nose quietly, and it smells very good.
Fu Zhu sighed in his heart. He didn't know where his usual alertness and intelligence had gone, but he believed Meng Xuezhou's words.
Meng Xuezhou couldn't help laughing and his shoulders hunched. When he saw the girl's calm and gentle face, he stopped laughing.
"Why didn't you stop her?"
Fu Zhu looked at San Qing, whose arms were tightly wrapped around Shuang Xue Ming, sleeping soundly, and said softly: "Let her have a better memory, so as not to be ignorant of the world."
Fu Zhu tilted his head and smiled brightly, "Senior Meng is going to suffer."
Meng Xuezhou couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he thought about Sanqing waking up and finding out that he had been fooled.
"But practicing swordsmanship in the dream is real."
Meng Xuezhou raised his head and looked above his head.
"On the tenth floor, there is a yellow beam pillow. If you sleep on it, you can practice swordplay while sleeping soundly. The effect will be no worse than in reality."
Fu Zhu did not ask about Huang Liangzhen, but whispered: "How does Senior Meng know?"
After all, he is only on the ninth floor now.
Fu Zhu didn't say the next words, but Meng Xuezhou could guess it. He frowned and said in a calm tone, "Can't I have a friend who has been to the tenth floor?"
Speaking of which, his friend suddenly had an enlightenment after leaving the Sword-Asking Tower, and suddenly became a swordsman.
Meng Xuezhou said: "The small world on the tenth floor is constantly changing, and the yellow beam pillow will only appear in front of people at random. Once you reach the tenth floor, if you stay there for another thirty or fifty years, you should still have a chance to see it."
Fu Zhu agreed indifferently, as if he wasn't very interested. It's a good thing if you can meet him, but there's no need to force him if you can't meet him, and you'll waste more time for it.
Meng Xuezhou couldn't help but wonder, which disciple from the Immortal Mountain Sect was not even enthusiastic about Huang Liang Zhen.
"Are you really not curious at all?" Meng Xuezhou asked unwillingly.
The girl asked back: "When did I say I'm not curious anymore?"
Practicing swords in a dream is indeed novel and mysterious.
If there was a chance, she would definitely want to give it a try.
Meng Xuezhou curled her lips and thought to herself, is this the way you should be curious? If he didn't continue, how could he continue talking about what happened next.
The shimmering light swayed leisurely.
Meng Xuezhou frowned, "Why did so many people suddenly come to the ninth floor?"
Fu Zhu thought for a moment and said, "It should be someone from the Yu family."
Meng Xuezhou suddenly turned his head to look at the girl, "Are you coming for you?"
His eyes fell on Sanqing, who was still sleeping soundly, and he felt that there was nothing to make a fuss about.
"In such a big battle, she caused a lot of trouble, right? Is it Yu Fuguang who was offended?" Meng Xuezhou touched his chin, "This Yu Fuguang is not a good person."
"However, there are many small worlds on the ninth floor, so we may not be able to meet you." Meng Xuezhou comforted.
Fu Zhu's expression didn't change, he just nodded slightly, and was even in the mood to chat, "Senior Meng guessed it right."
Meng Xuezhou glanced at Sanqing, "Do you want to call her up?"
Feeling that several more people had entered the ninth-level small world, I was really curious, "What on earth did you two do to provoke Yu Fuguang to this point? You are going to die!"
Fu Zhu patted Sanqing. She slept soundly, turned over, and had no intention of waking up.
Meng Xuezhou shook his head at the sight, "I can really sleep." He squatted down, pulled out the orchids in the short grass, and twisted them with his fingertips, and they turned into flying flakes.
"This is?"
Fu Zhu looked at Meng Xuezhou's movements with some confusion.
"Mian Xin Lan, the fragrance is soothing and helps you sleep."
"I'm going to leave first, lest the little girl wakes up and get angry. At such an old age, it feels like being pointed at and scolded by a little girl, tsk tsk..."
The middle-aged swordsman who wore a flying sword named "Feixu" and a flying sword named "Light Red" suddenly disappeared in front of him.
Sanqing woke up leisurely, rubbed his eyes, his brain slowly recovered, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Where is the liar?"
Fu Zhu pulled her up, took his sword, hung it on his waist, and said in a casual tone, "I should have left early because I was afraid of you."
In fact, it was just a breath away.
Sanqing was very angry and shouted that when he met Meng Xuezhou next time, he would beat him until his teeth were all over the floor and put him into a coma for half a year so that he could practice swordplay in his dreams.
Fu Zhu gave timely and earnest advice: "So you see, no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot take it lightly, otherwise he will easily fall into the trap."
"Today it's Meng Xuezhou. Fortunately, he has no ill intentions. It would be very different if he was deceived by someone from the Yu family."
Sanqing clenched her fists, but when she saw that the girl was teaching her diligently and being extremely patient, and did not laugh at her for being deceived, the tight breath in her heart was finally relieved.
Moreover, Fu Zhu meant that she was very powerful, and a faint smile appeared on the little girl's face.
As for Meng Xuezhou's lack of malicious intent, he automatically ignored it.
Several figures landed in this small world, and they slightly bowed their hands towards Yu Wangshu. One of them took half a step forward and asked respectfully, "Has the Second Miss seen them?"
The pretty woman shook her head, "I haven't seen him before." She turned her head and looked at the people around her, with a lazy tone, "Yuyan, have you seen the person the eldest lady is looking for?"
