"Wuxiang divine skill." Ji Qingxue whispered softly. After a while, she turned her head to see Nangong Yan, "why do I seem to have heard this somewhere?"
Nangong Yan nodded and confirmed her guess: "you did hear it when you were in Yaowang valley."
Ji Qingxue suddenly remembered at this time. She blurted out: "is Sima Jingxuan?"
"Well, the martial arts he used at that time was Wuxiang Shengong." Nangong Yan moved his eyes to jiuque, "how can you be Wuxiang Shengong?"
When they mentioned Sima Jingxuan, jiuque's face didn't smile: "what you should ask is how Sima Jingxuan can our Qu family's martial arts. Are you sure what he does is Wuxiang magic?"
Nangong Yan immediately thought, and then he said, "can you demonstrate your martial arts moves again?"
Jiuque Yiyan said that after his demonstration, the expression on Ji Qingxue's face became more and more strange.
"Ah Xue, can you see?"
Ji Qingxue nodded: "the martial arts made by Sima Jingxuan looks very similar to the Wuxiang divine skill made by jiuque, but it is not."
They misunderstood before it was difficult?
Jiuque slowly felt relieved that the Wuxiang magic skill had been extinct in the Jianghu for many years. Even if it reappeared in the Jianghu, it must be done by the people of the other Qu family. It would be strange if Sima Jingxuan really knew this martial skill.
Ji Qingxue asked him, "you can say now. What's wrong with this martial arts?"
Hearing the speech, jiuque sighed slightly: "in fact, this martial arts is famous for its insidious."
Ji Qingxue tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "what kind of insidious method is it? Do you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace?"
Hearing this, jiuque's eyes jerked. He looked at Ji Qingxue with disgust. At least he was also the queen of a country. His speech was so vulgar.
"Am I right?" Ji Qingxue looks excited. There are really such martial arts in the world.
Jiuque blackened his face: "no, please put away those messy things in your mind."
We all know that if a martial arts practitioner wants to become a Wulin expert, he must be steady and start from the internal mental skill.
The Wuxiang divine skill doesn't need to be. To put it bluntly, it is a quick martial arts, which makes people become an expert in a short time.
But the price will be to shorten the lives of practitioners.
"Oh, so it is."
Ji Qingxue showed a look of "I understand", and glanced at a place in the nine que if his sight seemed to be empty.
Jiuque's whole face was almost green. He grinned his teeth and said coldly, "your expression looks very sorry?"
Ji Qingxue hurriedly said, "how is that possible?"
Although there is such a pity.
Jiuque PI smiled and said, "it's best."
Oh, Nangong Yan's favorite women are ox ghosts and snake gods. He doesn't even know what dignified things are. It's humiliating!
Although he also belongs to the class of no face and no skin, he still feels a little annoyed when viewed by a woman.
Such a comparison is better than his apricot moon.
Ji Qingxue put away his smiling face and looked at him seriously: "with your current physical condition, it's best not to exercise Kung Fu easily, otherwise it will only aggravate the depression of true Qi in your body. At that time, it will hurt your lungs too seriously, and Da Luo immortal can't save you."
Xi Xingyue asked her anxiously, "do you have any way to save him?"
Ji Qingxue shook her head honestly: "I haven't thought of a way. Give me some time."
Nangong Yan returned to the room. Xi Xingyue was still a little nervous. Jiuque couldn't see her uneasy appearance.
"Apricot moon." jiuque called her gently.
Xi Xingyue lowered her head and didn't speak.
Jiuque reached out to pick up her chin and couldn't help frowning: "your eyes are red again? Why are you so crying today?"
Xi Xingyue knocked off his hand: "you love to cry!"
Jiuque teased her with words: "yes, I'm the one who loves to cry. Do you want me to cry for you now?"
Xi Xingyue snorted and two words jumped out of her mouth: "childish!"
Just as jiuque was about to say something, he saw Sima Jue standing under the corridor with a gloomy face.
Like Xi Xingyue, jiuque didn't like Sima's family very much. He said with a straight face, "is it interesting to eavesdrop on others?"
Since he knew that jiuque was the favorite of Xi Xingyue in the backyard, Sima Jue despised the man from his heart.
Sima Jue snorted and smiled, "I didn't eavesdrop. It's just that some people don't pay attention to the occasion."
After hearing this, Xi Xingyue was not happy. She carried the momentum of the house owner and said expressionless, "this is Xi's house. What can I do for you?"
Even if the crown prince's identity was gone, Sima Jue still looked arrogant: "with all due respect, the leader of the Xi family, it's better to grasp the propriety when the color word is the head of a knife."
Then Sima Jue left and stared at jiuque before leaving.
Xi Xingyue's face was stiff and his expression was extremely ugly: "he's saying I'm lecherous, isn't he?"
Due to her childhood teaching, Xi Xingyue has long been used to happiness and anger, but she failed to control herself several times today.
Jiuque likes to see her such a gaffe. She doesn't like that she always looks calm and steady at any time.
Jiuque held back his smile and pretended to be serious: "well, he probably meant that."
"That's what I thought. Hey, I'm so angry!"
Xi Xingyue said and rolled her sleeves. Jiuque was in a bad situation and hurried to hold her, "what are you doing, Xingyue?"
Xi Xingyue said fiercely, "don't stop me today. I have to beat him up! I thought I was a high Prince of Wei. What is he?"
Jiuque nodded repeatedly: "well, he doesn't even count as a gadget! Don't be angry, don't be angry!"
"Let go of me! If I don't beat him today, he won't know why the flowers are so red!"
The little lion was annoyed again. He was so aggressive that he was going to fight. It was clear that he was going to kill.
Seeing that there was no one around, jiuque simply picked up the people and carried them on his shoulder. The people on his shoulder struggled. Jiuque raised his hand and said to her ass, "no more nonsense!"
The man on the shoulder suddenly cried pitifully, "brother jiuque."
The sound of "brother jiuque" softened jiuque's legs and almost got in close contact with mother earth.
She hasn't called herself that for a long time.
Jiuque only felt a thin layer of sweat on his back. He bit his teeth and said, "Xi Xingyue, now I think what Sima Jue just said is actually reasonable."
The color word is the first knife, and it's also an ox butcher knife. If the "click" knife goes down, he will have no power to parry.
The muffled laughter of Xi Xingyue came to his ears. Jiuque couldn't help feifu. Where is this little lion? It's clearly a goblin.