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At night, in a quiet room.

You Ruo holds the Wushuang Yin Sword and concentrates on practicing the Way of Destiny Sword.

Her graceful figure moved and turned, very agile, Senhan's sword light could not be dimmed, and the sword chanted.

Compared with swordsmanship, You Ruo has a stronger foundation in swordsmanship and a higher understanding.

After this period of practice, coupled with exchanging ideas with Jiang Yi from time to time, her Destiny Sword Dao has been cultivated to the realm of entering the room, and the strength of her swordsmanship has surpassed the previous Aohan Liujue.

At the same time, her cultivation has gradually approached the level of a congenital master, and she will be able to break through in a short time.

Outside the house, Wang Xiaoling ran over on her delicate short legs, knocked on the door of the silent room, and shouted:

"Sister Youruo, it's time to eat."

You Ruo stopped the movements of her hands and looked out the window, only to notice that the sun had set at some point, and the twilight was deep. She sheathed her sword and said:

"Okay, I'm coming."

Saying that, he took a few steps forward, opened the door of the quiet room, took Wang Xiaoling's little hand and walked towards the living room, and asked:

"Xiaoling, how is your Qinggong practice?"

Wang Xiaoling pursed her mouth and said in a low voice:

"I'm too stupid. I can't always practice those footwork well. My brother's practice is much faster than me."

You Ruo looked at her pitiful look about to cry, and comforted her softly:

"Don't worry, you are still young, and your cultivation speed is definitely not as fast as your brother's. It will be fine when you grow up."

"I'm afraid that if I don't behave well, I will be rejected by Master." Wang Xiaoling said pitifully, blinking her big eyes.

Youruo smiled and said:

"It's okay, if your master doesn't want you, you can worship me as your teacher, and I will teach you martial arts."

Wang Xiaoling shook her head stubbornly, and said with firm eyes:

"No, Master treats me very well, I can't let him down, I must become Master's official disciple."

You Ruo couldn't help chuckling when he heard the words:

"You little girl, you are very loyal."

The two talked and came to the living room.

I saw that several plates of delicate side dishes had already been placed on the table.

Wang Yu is placing chopsticks there.

You Ruo didn't see Jiang Yi, so she couldn't help but looked at Wang Yu strangely, and asked:

"Wang Yu, where is your master?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yi came out of the kitchen with a large porcelain jar, and said with a smile:

"coming."

With that said, he placed the jar in the center of the table and lifted the lid.

Suddenly, a gust of heat rose, and then the tempting aroma wafted out, filling the entire living room, making people salivate.

The fragrance of meat and meat from the altar wafted around, and the Buddha jumped over the wall when he heard that he abandoned Zen.

Usually, two servant girls are in charge of cooking and serving. You Ruo looked at the sea cucumber and abalone in the porcelain jar, and asked curiously:

"Did you do this Buddha jump over the wall?"

"That's right, the craftsmanship is simple, don't hold it against you."

You Ruo was even more surprised, and asked:

"Why are you so interested in cooking today?"

Jiang Yi smiled and said:

"Today is your eighteenth birthday, let's celebrate for you."

In order to learn how the Buddha jumps over the wall, Jiang Yi specially found a chef in a restaurant in Wushuang City, and followed him for two days. Although he has only studied for two days, with his current strength, his knife skills and fire control can be regarded as the pinnacle, and the taste of the dishes he makes will naturally not be bad.

Wang Xiaoling stepped forward, pointed to a plate of scrambled eggs on the table, looked at You Ruo and said, asking for credit:

"Sister Youruo, I made this dish."

Wang Yu pointed to a plate of fish: "I made this."

You Ruo stood there in a daze, looking at the smiling faces of the three masters and apprentices, her heart seemed to be hit by an electric current, and she didn't speak for a long time.

She was imprisoned in a small building in the middle of the lake by Xiongba since she was a child, and she rarely had contact with outsiders, and she didn't have any friends.

Before meeting Jiang Yi, she hadn't even seen Xiongba's father for several years. So her heart was slowly frozen in the dead and empty lake.

At this time, looking at the meals Jiang Yi and the others prepared for her, she couldn't help feeling a warm feeling in her heart, mist appeared in her eyes, and her vision was a little blurred.

Seeing that her expression was different, Jiang Yi couldn't help asking with concern:

"What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaoling also held her hand and asked worriedly:

"Sister Youruo, are you unhappy? Is it because my scrambled eggs don't look good?"

"No."

You Ruo came back to his senses, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile:

"I'm fine, I just... feel happy."

She opened her mouth, as if she had a lot to say, but looking at the three of them, she finally said softly:

"thank you all."

Seeing that she was so moved by a meal, Jiang Yi couldn't help feeling sorry for her. He waved his hand, changed the subject and said:

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's all sit down and eat."

You Ruo nodded. After sitting down, she stretched out her chopsticks and took a piece of chicken leg from the porcelain jar. After tasting it, she looked at Jiang Yi with crooked eyes, and praised:

"I really can't see that your craftsmanship is so good."

"As long as you are satisfied."

Jiang Yi said gently that it took him a lot of effort to cook this Buddha jumping wall. In order to control the heat and speed up, he even used his true energy to simmer the fire.

Wang Xiaoling put a piece of plumeria flower in You Ruo's bowl, and looked at her expectantly:

"Sister Youruo, you should try mine too."

"good."

Several people chatted and laughed while eating, the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, and it took more than half an hour for the meal to end.

After the meal, Wang Yu brothers and sisters went back to their room to practice.

Jiang Yi and You Ruo came to the courtyard and sat side by side on stone benches, drinking plum wine.

The night is quiet, the clouds are clever, and the moonlight is flowing.

Jiang Yi took out an exquisite wooden hairpin and said:

"I saw it on the street two days ago, and thought it was pretty, please accept it."

"Thanks."

You Ruo took the wooden hairpin with a smile, held it in her hand and admired it carefully, as if she couldn't put it down.

Because of drinking some wine, his cheeks were slightly flushed, as if dyed with a rosy glow.

After a while, she looked at Jiang Yi faintly and asked:

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Jiang Yi said with a smile:

"Because you're pretty."

Although You Ruo felt that Jiang Yi's reasons were sufficient and reasonable, it was not the answer she wanted. So he patted his shoulder angrily, and said reproachfully:

"Besides this reason?"

Jiang Yi pretended to think about it seriously before saying:

"Because I like it."

Only then did You Ruo show a satisfied smile, leaning slightly, leaning against Jiang Yi's chest.

Jiang Yi wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Neither of them spoke, only Yuehua lingered in the courtyard, at this moment silence speaks louder than words.

Moan!

Suddenly, there was a clear sword chant, like a warbler's cry, jumping happily.

The Wushuang Yin-Yang sword behind the two of them automatically ejected from the scabbard, and then floated in front of them in the air, with the blades interlaced and the breath blending.

Crackling!

Purple lightning flashed suddenly, shuttled back and forth between the two unparalleled swords,

Zizi!

The sharp sword energy kept stirring.

Jiang Yi and You Ruo looked at each other, stretched out their hands in unison, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Boom, an extremely strong sword intent and charm came into the minds of the two of them from the Wushuang sword.

The two instantly grasped the essence and mystery of Qingchengzhilian swordsmanship.

Without talking, they understood each other's thoughts.

Raising his arms at the same time, the sharp edge of the Wushuang Yin-Yang Sword pointed directly at the sky.

Moan!

Thousands of sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, as dense as rain, like a waterfall flowing backwards, like a galaxy rolling backwards, straight to the sky.

The scene is magnificent and spectacular.

boom!

The majestic sword energy rose to a height of thousands of feet, smashing several floating clouds in the sky.

The sky is clear and deep, with only a round moon hanging alone and a few stars shining.