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"What's the matter?"

"I have few friends. Can you stay with me for ten days? After ten days, you can leave at any time and do what you want to do." Feixuan's eyes, looking at Chu Chen, with a trace of expectation.

"Yes!" Chu Chen said without any consideration. Feixuan didn't get out of the pain of exterminating the clan. She must be lonely by herself. If someone is there, she can talk with her. Her accomplishments have broken through. Now, Chu Chen has nothing urgent to do. It's OK to delay ten days.

"Thank you." Feixuan laughed. It was so beautiful that all the flowers would lose their color. No wonder Jiang Wenguang wanted him so much. However, the reality is dangerous. Having a beautiful face will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

The most beautiful place in the distance is mount Qi.

At the moment, at the top of the moon mark mountain, Chu Chen is observing the ten day agreement, accompanying Feixuan.

"Your sword is very good. Can you teach me? I want to practice martial arts. " Feixuan asked expectantly, whether to kill more than a dozen strong men, or to kill the Jiang family alone, Chu Chen's swordsmanship fascinated her.

"Yes, ten days. Although it can't be practiced well, it can at least make you defend yourself a little bit." Chu Chen didn't refuse. Ten days later, he was going to leave. Feixuan, alone, faced with danger, where to go?

Her age has already missed the best training time. Even if she comes to a certain sect, she may not be accepted by others. In the past ten days, I will teach her sword technique to protect herself.

Chu Chen didn't think about it any more. He pulled out the purple thunder sword, and his vigorous body suddenly danced. The sharp sword Qi pierced the void.

Chu Chen deliberately put the speed very slow, so that Feixuan easier to remember.

In addition, his sword skills, only in one form, are not suitable for Feixuan's cultivation. Even if it's broken sword, the Yellow level low-level martial arts skills, Feixuan can't practice, because she is not a warrior.

Chu Chen's swordsmanship is improvised by himself. He has rich combat experience. Although he has made it temporarily, every move is extremely useful, either defensive or offensive.

It's not profound. However, in the battle, it's very effective. As long as Feixuan learns how to meet ordinary bandits and horse thieves, she can definitely protect herself.

On one side, Feixuan looked very attentively, with a pair of slightly gentle eyes, concentrating on the body of Chu Chen, and firmly remembered each form in her heart.

However, Chu Chen did not know that Feixuan wanted to learn swordsmanship not only to protect herself, but also had another meaning.

Just this layer of meaning, Chu Chen Fen did not know.

Chu Chen didn't make it very complicated. He was afraid that Feixuan could not remember it for ten days.

All of these swordsmanship add up to only nine forms, each of which is very simple. However, in combat, it is the most effective one, which was developed by Chu Chen in previous battles.

Chu Chen practiced the nine style sword technique more than ten times, and then he stopped and asked Feixuan with a smile, "how much do you write down?"

Feixuan thought for a moment, then nodded her head slightly and said, "almost all of them have been written down."

"Did you write it all down?"

Hearing this, Chu Chen was surprised. The nine movements of the sword were not exquisite. However, it was not easy to write down the nine movements in such a short time.

After all, Feixuan is just an ordinary person. She doesn't have the ability of martial arts beyond ordinary people. It's good to be able to remember the general, but she remembers all of them.

"Well, I went through it in my mind, and I should remember it all." Feixuan nodded to confirm.

"It seems that you have a good understanding." Chu Chen exclaimed. Unfortunately, Feixuan has passed the best age of cultivation. Otherwise, with such excellent understanding ability, she should have a good cultivation.

"Try it!" Chu Chen hands the purple thunder sword to Feixuan.

"Well." Feixuan nodded, stretched out her slender jade hand, held the purple thunder sword, and immediately began to dance the sword according to the memory in her mind.

Soon, Feixuan practiced all the nine moves of sword.

Chu Chen's eyes show a trace of startled color, and she said the same, as expected, and, no deviation.

Although Feixuan's strength is still very weak and her sword technique is not fierce, it is bound to have certain effects if she is practiced by many schools.

"Does this set of swordsmanship have a name?" Feixuan put up the purple thunder sword and asked.

"No, this sword technique was compiled by me temporarily. Since it was created on the top of the moon mark mountain, it's called moon mark sword." Chu Chen said indifferently.

"Moon mark sword technique..." Feixuan murmured, and immediately showed a smile: "this name is good, I like it."

On the top of the mountain, the scenery is beautiful. Under the setting sun, a piece of golden yellow is sprinkled, and the world is the same color.

Chu Chen and Feixuan, standing on the top of the rain mark, in the afterglow pouring down, the body seems to shine, like a dream.

After a few days, Feixuan has been learning sword, moon mark sword, under her hard practice, more and more skilled.

On the seventh day, Feixuan no longer practiced the moon mark sword technique. She took out her pen and ink from a small bag around her.

Immediately spread out a piece of snow-white painting paper, looking at Chu Chen sitting on the edge of the cliff, immediately dropped a stroke on the paper.As like as two peas, the outline of a face soon appeared, and it was exactly the same as Chu Chen.

As if aware of Feixuan's gaze at himself, Chu Chen suddenly turned back, and saw her as if she was painting, and could not help but be curious.

"Are you painting me?"

"Well..." Feixuan nodded in shame.

"Let me see." Chu Chen came forward with a smile.

"No, I haven't finished. Don't look at it." Feixuan quickly protected the paper.

"Well, I'll see it when you're done." Chu Chen had no choice but to smile. He immediately backed away and sat down on the ground to let Feixuan paint well.

This is a steal painting, but now Chu Chen so simply sitting in front of her, Feixuan is a little shy, dare not look at Chu Chen directly.

But soon, it is adjusted, heart, all used in painting, eyes gradually become absorbed.

"Hula..." After a while, Feixuan suddenly tore the paper and took out another one.

"Why is it torn?" Chu Chen doubts.

"That's not what I want you to be." Feixuan replied.

Although the person under the painting is like it, it doesn't have the charm of Chu Chen, so Feixuan doesn't want it. She wants to draw it again.

"Not what you want me to be?" Chu Chen slightly shakes his head, he does not know what this means, but also did not ask, still sit there.

Until finally, I fell into the practice

"Crash, crash..."

Feixuan constantly tears the paper in her hand, which she is not satisfied with.

Chu Chen's charm, she can't draw!

The highest realm of painting is Qiyun. Only by drawing it can it be regarded as complete and can be called a master's work.

However, the charm of Chu Chen, Feixuan can not draw, each painting out, the total feeling is missing something.

For a whole day, she did not know how many pieces of paper she had torn. Feixuan still did not draw one that she was satisfied with.

Until this moment, Feixuan, she no longer casually started, but stopped, carefully looking at Chu Chen. That eyebrow, the pores on the face, seem to be clearly visible.

In this kind of gaze, the surrounding scenery, as if disappeared in a flash, the whole world, only Chu Chen.

And Feixuan's eyes, at the moment, there is only this quiet figure.

This figure, with inexplicable aura, seems to be a burst of smoke, instantly printed in the mind.

Slightly closed eyes, already deep into the mind, even if the eyes are not visible, Chu Chen's face, but also clearly emerged in the heart.

"I should be able to draw..."

Suddenly, Feixuan opened her eyes with a light recitation. Her hand dipped her pen into the ink and dropped her first brush.

This stroke obviously has a different feeling.

Feixuan's heart is very quiet. At the moment, she is no longer looking at Chu Chen, because Chu Chen is in her mind. Her pen is not stagnant at all.

After a long time, Feixuan put down her pen and ink and picked up the picture with both hands.

On the original spotless painting paper, Chu Chen's figure suddenly appears, which is almost carved out of a mold.

In addition, there is a unique aura, which makes people feel that the people in the painting seem to be living.