Ning Yan looked at the branch that was pressing against his throat and put his sword in the sheath: "I lost. The lord is good at sword skills, but Yan is not as good as him."

Chen Tang showed a little smugness.

He used the branch to show off his skills and played a complicated sword flower and said, "You have specialized in your skills, but after all, Sword Art is not Tunan's good at it."

Ning Yan smiled and shook her head, her smile a little bitter.

He said helplessly: "My lord is wrong."

Her swordsmanship has always been very good, and she is one of her specialties.

Chen Tang asked back: "Where was wrong?"

"I have specialized in art. I have a gentleman's six arts. I have specialized in swordsmanship. However, I have not taken it seriously for many years. It is easy to let go, but it is not easy to pick it up again." Ning Yan lowered her eyes and stroked her sword. Her eyes were full of deep love, as if she was staring at her lover who had been away from for many years, and even her fingertips were tender and tender. "I don't know if I just cram the Buddha's feet at this moment..."

Chen Tang really doesn't know this.

In fact, if you ask Xu Jie, he might tell Chen Tang that Ning Yan's swordsmanship was indeed amazing when he was young. There were so many students in the academy, and there were not many better swordsmanship than hers. The only few still had the advantage of literary tempering and age. However, as he grew older, Ning Yan gradually accepted that he was destined to be an ordinary person, and his subconscious mind was a little bit self-descending.

The sword that she regarded as treasures was kept high.

Sometimes she would practice tricks with Yan An when she was interested, but not many times. She abandoned swordsmanship, and her talent for swordsmanship also abandoned her. After Ning Yan gathered her literary heart, she picked it up again, but she could not find the flash of inspiration and joy that she had back then...

Her swordsmanship is now just a normal level, not as ethereal as ever and amazing as she was back then.

"Crive at the moment?" Chen Tang keenly noticed Ning Yan's words, "Tunnan is a literary scholar, and most of the literary scholars are in the back. It is heresy like Wuhui and others. Since they have put it down, why force themselves to pick it up?"

Chen Tang’s idea is different from Ning Yan.

No matter what it is or a person, since it has passed, it is meaningless to let go, regret and make up for it. Of course, she is not trying to give up on Ning Yan. She just wants to tell her obscurely not to fall into the quagmire of the past, her future is ahead!

Ning Yan was able to brush and draw out half of the sword body.

The snow-white sword body reflects a Dan Mo's face.

She said, "Because I want to kill one."

Chen Tang knew who it was just guessing: "Zheng Qiao?"

Ning Yan: "I will avenge my husband for killing me!"

Zheng Qiao killed not only her beloved husband, her daughter’s respected father, but also her lifelong soulmate and close friend.

"If I can't kill Zheng Qiao with my own hands, I feel that I will never be able to break through my inner demon." Ning Yan held the hilt of the sword tightly, her knuckles turned white due to force, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent. "I will kill the person whom Xingning has not killed and the portal that has not been cleaned. I have never dared to mention Xingning more for years, because when I think of him, I will think of him at the end..."

Even a whole body could not be left behind.

Ning Yan knew Yan An best. With the other party's gentle temperament, he must have wanted to give Zheng Qiao a complete body, but Zheng Qiao was different: "I can't even pick up a piece of his bones..."

"Tell me how not to hate Zheng Qiao..."

Previously, he had been suppressing his emotions, filling his time with the affairs of the official office and the trivial matters of the college, raising his daughter and raising his disciples. However, emotions cannot disappear by neglecting them. When Ning Yan didn't know about it, he silently accumulated and gathered, and now he has grown into a bloated and weird monster.

Ning Yan followed Chen Tang and stepped onto Li Pass. Li Yan's place of death and one step closer to where his enemy was. The monster finally couldn't help but jump out. With Ning Yan's powerful posture that could not be ignored, she occupied all her mind.

Chen Tang listened quietly to Ning Yan venting his emotions.

As the other party's mood fell from a high place, she asked Ning Yan a little distressedly: "Tunan, must you kill Zheng Qiao with your own hands?"

Ning Yan lowered her eyes: "Yes!"

Chen Tang said distressedly: "But-"

Ning Yan: "But?"

Chen Tang nodded: "Yes, but I have already booked Zheng Qiao's head first. He only needs Zheng Qiao's head to fulfill the way of a scholar... But you have the revenge of killing your husband..."

The palms and backs of hands are all fleshy.

Don’t let Jiang Sheng fulfill the way of literati?

Or don’t let Ning Yan avenge her husband?

As a lord, she rarely feels a dilemma.

Ning Yan knew Jiang Sheng’s way of scholars, but he didn’t know his perfect channel for scholars. At first glance, he was speechless.

Chen Tang sighed: "As the lord, I don't want to favor anyone. Oh, you can grab it yourself."

Ning Yan laughed out loud when she heard this.

Sweeping the haze between your eyebrows: "The lord is so confident?"

If it weren't for the Chaoli Pass's guardian Wei Shou, Wei Shou, the military strength and natural dangers of Chaoli Pass would be almost impossible to win at the current price. If you can win, you would have a tragic victory. Killing to Zheng Qiao, this is even more unknown...

In the lord's mouth, he took Zheng Qiao's head like a pussy.

Chen Tang pointed at the moon with a branch: "Because in this world, I can't pick anything except the stars, moon and sun, there is nothing I can't pick. What's more, it's just Zheng Qiao's head."

Ning Yan sighed: "I envy my lord very much."

I envy her for being so confident in any scene, and this uniqueness is something Ning Yan lacks. Because of the entire environment, even though she has the talent to be inferior to Yan An, her passion and dreams were hit by reality after being young, which made her invisibly get rid of the edges and corners, and she has more obscure inferiority and disconfidence in her heart.

She once began to doubt, question her ability and talent, and even dislike her gender. She didn't know why women could not practice, probably because God loved men? Since she could not change her life, let her be born as a man in the next life. Even in the troubled times, at least she could protect herself, show her talents, and have a broader world to let her fly high.

When she knew the truth, she finally reconciled with herself.

Ning Yan looked at Chen Tang, wearing a moonlight gauze, with a gentle look and said, "If I really have the chance to capture Zheng Qiao, I only have half of my life, and the remaining half of my life will be the first to arrive."

Chen Tang immediately clapped his hands: "Tunan is so grand!"

Ning Yan did not answer, but just drew out his sword.

Chen Tang understood what she meant at a glance.

Ning Yan was willing to give Zheng Qiao half his life, but the lord wanted to practice tricks with her and help her sharpen the sword in her hand!

On the second day, Chen Tang covered his waist and yawned.

Looking at her sleepy appearance, people who don’t know what happened would think she was fooling around, for example, Shao Chong. He has been asking Chen Tang for free for three meals these days, which made Gu Ren and his sixth brother wonder, are there any big cakes added with poison? Shao Chong can’t live without it?

"Mr. Chen, I'm here again!"

He began to wave his arms from afar.

When I ran closer, I found Chen Tang's strange appearance, and his expression suddenly became mysterious: "Where did Chen Jun go to find happiness yesterday?"

The big eyes wrote greater curiosity.

Chen Tang yawned: "On the Mountain."

As he said that, he rubbed his sore waist.

Shao Chong was shocked: "Mountain, on the mountain? The sky is covered with the earth?"

Chen Tang didn't hear it very clearly. She was really tired, so she responded casually: "Yes, what's wrong? Could it be that I'm still holding a quilt?"

Shao Chong blinked, and for no reason he felt it made sense.

"But, but... aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Chen Tang said: "It's okay, it won't be cold if you sweat."

Two meals were prepared in the tent.

Two big rice buckets of corn porridge, meat buns and white steamed buns were as big as an adult man’s fist, and they were neatly stacked in two large basins. Chen Tang sat down with his butt, pulled the pain, took a breath of air conditioning in his mouth, frowned and rubbed his waist...

Shao Chong, who is no longer a child’s IQ: “…”

Chen Tang took a bite and found that there was no familiar sucking sound. Shao Chong was a little strange today. He had been reincarnated by starving ghosts when he came to eat, and his attitude seemed to be snatching him from eating. Today he actually changed his mind. Big cakes, buns, steamed buns, corn porridge lost temptation to him? Adhering to the principle of shameful waste, Chen Tang turned around and dried up what he hadn't eaten.

Shao Chong's face was colorful black.

The left eye says "shake" and the right eye says "shock".

Is Chen Jun, who is so majestic and powerful, actually the one below? You should know that there is no woman in a radius of ten miles. If you meet Chen Jun at night, you will probably not be a woman. In other words, he is still a man.

So, so—

Shao Chong felt that his three views were impacted.

It's not a good time to eat today.

While the soul flew out of the sky, he was mechanically cooking.

Gu Chi was so sad that his apple skin was so sore that his eyes were numb. At the moment when Shaochong's three views were broken and reshaping, he ordered people to spread it.

Chen Tang said: "Just watch the tide come in."

Gu Chi rubbed his cheeks, calmed his breath before entering the account.

"Master, this is the meritorious account book this time." Gu Chi handed over the book Jian with both hands. After Chen Tang put down the Kuaizi and looked carefully, his eyes slipped over and buried his head in the cooking, leaving only Shao Chong on the back of his head, and smiled, "Master seems to be discomfort?"

Chen Tang looked sad and said, "It's twisted to the waist."

Gu Chi asked again: "When will it happen?"

Chen Tang said with an unlucky look: "Don't mention it, it's embarrassing to say it. I practiced swordsmanship with Tunan last night. I was fine at the beginning, and I don't know what happened. It was still a flat and open space, but suddenly I sprained my ankle and twisted my waist."

Please, she is a woman who is capable of being a 15th-class young man, facing the 16th-class young man. She is one of the top combat forces of the coalition forces. She actually falls flat on the ground, sprains ankle and twists her waist, which is outrageous and unscientific.

Gu Chi said uncertainly: "Maybe it should be asked Ji Shou?"

Chen Tang fell into silence for three seconds.
To be continued...