Chapter 102: Can you change the topic

Chapter 102 Can I Change the Subject?
When Xue Mu woke up, it was already midnight.
He found himself lying on a soft bed, the sheets and quilts were all plain moon white, exuding the fresh scent of the sun, and faintly a familiar fragrance.
It is the fragrance of Xue Qingqiu.
This is her bed.
The room is not dark, and the surroundings are actually dotted with night pearls, soft and dim light radiating, with a vague and mysterious beauty.
Turning his head and looking, he saw Xue Qingqiu sitting by the window, quietly looking at the moon outside through the window. The expression on his expression was not the solemnity of the ceremony, and the coldness that forced him to practice, there was only a trace of melancholy, who looked very literate and petty.
It's just that her clothes and accessories have destroyed this literary and young bourgeoisie, leaving only enchanting temptation. Because it is no longer a long dress during the day, but a close-fitting dress-nicknamed a bellyband. The pink legs and jade arms were unscrupulously exposed, whiter than the moonlight and more beautiful than the night pearl.
It was the first time he saw Xue Qingqiu's naked body. She usually dresses relatively tightly, even the white exposed in Liu Wanxi's palace costumes are rare for her, let alone the exposure of Hehuan Sect. Come to think of it, her usual relatively conservative dress, I don't know whether it means that the Xingyue Sect is absolutely different from the Acacia Sect, or that it is a kind of separation from the previous demon form.
But at this moment, she was still naked in front of Xue Mu casually, and she didn't mind his gaze—she knew that Xue Mu was awake, and with her spiritual knowledge, she knew it the first time he woke up.
She turned her head Yingying and met Xue Mu's eyes.
After staring at each other for a while, Xue Mu said coldly, "For welfare? Do things by hanging?"
The sadness in Xue Qingqiu's eyes was fleeting, and he whispered: "I also slept for a while, but just woke up. I wear it like this naturally in my bedroom, and it's okay to be seen by you anyway."
After a pause, before Xue Mu could speak, he said, "You are right to remind me about Lin Wuya. I made an experience mistake and I will pay attention to it in the future."
It is easy to deal with Xue Mu. Once you are soft, he will be soft. Even Xiahoudi has spotted this characteristic of him, how can Xue Qingqiu know it?
Sure enough, this trick was to deal with Xue Mu and try Bailing. He originally wanted to curse, but he swallowed it again. The curse turned into a cold snort: "Go get a washboard!"
Xue Qingqiu laughed and said, "You want to kneel?"
"It's you kneeling!"
"I'm your sister."
"Anyway, it's my Xue family, a family law!"
With a helpless look, Xue Qingqiu got up and sat down on the bed. He leaned down and kissed him lightly on his forehead: "Alright, don't be angry, it's my sister."
Leaning down like this, the softness of the chest fell on Xue Mu's chest, soft and soft, Xue Mu moved his gaze down, and he could easily see all the spring light through the upper part of his apron. It was almost undressed, perfect. The flawless shape and the pink halo at the top made Xue Mu keep his eyes on it.
Xue Qingqiu knew that he was watching, but he didn't care. Instead, he asked tiredly, "Does it look good?"
"good looking."
"Want to touch it?"
Xue Mu didn't speak and touched it directly. Who said that the strong are tough, it feels the same soft, and it is more elastic than ordinary people, very comfortable.
Xue Qingqiu whispered softly: "This is also the Xue family, right?"
"Humph……"
"Do you want to go deeper?"
"..."
Xue Qingqiu stood up and coldly said, "If you want to go deeper, continue practicing, and today I will teach you the most basic martial arts."
Xue Mu suddenly showed an unhappy expression, Xue Qingqiu remained unmoved, pulled him to his feet, and threw a mass of clothes into his arms.
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If it is a low-level martial arts world, the training of martial arts is very troublesome, and the basic skills of standing on the side wall alone are not something that Xue Mu could begin to practice at the age of. How to stabbing with a sword, how to be steady and precise, all require hard work over time. More complex moves, breaking and breaking moves, and countless combat experience are needed to form instinct.
So if an otaku wants to get a secret book of the Dugu Nine Swords, he will learn how to break it without any tricks. That is a dream.
But the situation in Gaowu's fantasy world is slightly different.
Fighting this kind of thing, in the end, cannot escape the essence of speed and power. When the individual's speed and power reach a certain level, the so-called foundation becomes less important. For example, no matter how many tricks and tricks, no matter how many tricks you can attack its flaws, what else can you do with a sword broken mountain, this is the real one-stroke reduction ten will. For another example, in order to make a sword accurate, you have to stab the same small point thousands of times, but the people here stab it with a sword, the sword breath screams, and the sea is overwhelming. It doesn't matter which point to stab...
Of course, if normal people practice the exercises since childhood, the basic skills are also very important. The upper limit that can be reached in the future often depends on how solid the basic skills are. But for Xue Mu, since he had no intention of reaching the upper limit, naturally there was no need to pay too much attention to this basic skill. The quicker the better.
"This is the thirteen changes of Xingyue in this school. It is an advanced martial art, and there are not too many tricks. Each change is in the angle of shooting and the skill of luck, but it also needs to be gradual. You won’t be able to practice the second transformation. But when you practice the first transformation, you will be better than the average martial artist in the arena, plus your poison skills are difficult to solve, you can be considered a master. If you practice thirteen changes..."
Xue Mu asked expectantly: "How?"
"It's okay to be the suzerain leader of a second- and third-rate sect gang. If you really want to compare with first-class figures, you have to ask. Without the understanding of Tao, you can never be a master."
"Uh, understand."
"Then start practicing, I will make a move, you try to pick it up, try to experience the feeling of the first change. I will point out what is wrong at any time, and ask if there is any confusion."
One of the strongest people in the world is hand-in-hand with education. If you let others know, you might be jealous and burst into tears.
But Xue Mu looked up at the slanting moon like a hook in the sky, only a long sigh.
Others pick up girls romantically under the moon, he was forced to practice qigong by the girls under the moon...
No way, this is the most important thing in this world. If your strength is too bad, you can't do things like that, the daily life is too dangerous, and you can't do it without practice.
This practice process is still quite fascinating. It is inevitable that the limbs will be entangled. It is said that Teacher Zhou Botong engaged Aunt Ying in this way... But Xue Mu can be sure at this time that Aunt Ying did not study hard.
If you really want to learn, you won't have the mind to think about other things. Just like right now, Fairy Yuexia, who is so beautiful and cynical, is entwined with his arms, his mind is only to experience the change of luck and the direction of the shot that has just passed by. To that soft body, I can't even think about it.
With a crow, the sky broke.
Xue Mu raised his head and realized that he had been practicing in the middle of the night without knowing it, and his body had been soaked with sweat.
Xue Qingqiu stopped, took out a silk scarf, and gently wiped his sweat next to him, with admiration in his tone: "Once you do something, you will be very serious and study it with all your heart. This is your greatest strength. Xue Mu , If you started practicing martial arts early, your achievements today may not be below me."
Said it is praise, it is rather regretful. Xue Mu knew that she still couldn't turn her mind. The world valued personal force too much, not her alone...
He just smiled slightly: "Why bother to think about this... if I am as fascinated as you are in martial arts, then other things may be greatly reduced. In fact, I still think that what Xue Mu has learned is better than Your bravery is much more useful."
Xue Qingqiu's eyelids rolled over: "Whatever you pretend to overlook the universe, you are now on the road and can beat you up if you meet a child, so what nonsense!"
"Can we change the subject?"
"Then let's hug."
"...Let's continue to discuss how old children I can beat..."