Houfu Jiaojiao is so cool after her rebirth

Chapter 113 Retreat

If you can't force it, you can only use tricks.

The barrel of the gun was thin and soft, Xu Xianlin took a step back, held the barrel of the gun with one hand, used his strength to dance the barrel of the gun, and retreated in order to keep a certain safe distance from this dangerous enemy.

Hong Ying danced wildly, the shaking of the gun head was obviously getting bigger and bigger, seeing that he still refused to let go of the sword, Xu Xianlin's other hand passed from behind, pressed against the end of the gun, controlled the direction and thrust forward.

The opponent dodged the fatal blow by turning slightly sideways, and quickly let go of his sword to retreat.

Without hindrance, Xu Xianlin can wield the flower gun more recklessly, so that you never know which direction he will stab out from in the next second, and the fast movements have phantoms, making people dazzled.

The sun reflected in the white snow, and every move made people excited and thrilling. The handover of weapons, the whistling of shoulders with the cold wind, the curved dragon flying around the snow, deep into it, provoking a foot, charming eyes, Turning around, the flower gun pierced into it.

However, the opponent seemed to be able to predict all his moves, the spear was caught by the blade of the gun, pressed down with brute force, the blade turned around, and escaped.

Xu Xianlin was forced to lower his body, frowned unwillingly, fine beads of sweat sprang up like bamboo shoots, one after another, he couldn't help roaring, and started to attack his feet along the cover under the snow.

The opponent just took two steps back to avoid it, and reacted instantly, aimed at the target, jumped up, and stepped on the gun head.

Xu Xianlin wanted to lift the gun up, but was unable to move due to the opponent's weight, so he could only hold the gun body with one hand, and using the gun head that was held down by him as a point of support, he flew diagonally and kicked him.

Xu Xianlin was a little annoyed, since he wanted to compete, he should try his best, but unfortunately the other party didn't take it seriously at all, and just played around casually.

The oppressive feeling of the gun head left in an instant, and he had already stepped back to avoid Xu Xianlin's kick.

Returning to the original position at 180 degrees, the tip of the gun was drawn out from the snow, the tip of the gun flashed brightly, and the red cherry blossoms scattered the snow.

Taking advantage of the opponent's stature, Xu Xianlin turned around and stabbed straight forward with his carbine.

Seeing the spear attacking, he bent down sideways, using the sword as a support point, and brushed past the spear head again, propped his palm on the ground, and borrowed his strength, Xu Xianlin changed direction to attack again, not letting anyone go a chance.

It seemed that he was tired from playing, and he seemed to think that this was not challenging. The opponent put his sword against the gun head and then let it pass by for a while, jamming the gun head. This time he did not give Xu Xianlin a chance to break free, but It is a turn along the joint where the gun head and the gun body are connected, and the two are separated in an instant.

Losing the strength in front, Xu Xianlin was stunned for a moment, the opponent swung his sword, and the tip of the gun flew past his cheek, and there was a dull "boom", and the tip of the gun had already penetrated deeply into the dry tree trunk behind him .

Xu Xianlin looked at the man in front of him. He was neatly dressed and solemn, with a high ponytail pouring out from the crown, and his long hair was as impetuous as the sea when he was flying around.

He really deserves to be liked by Pei Lingzhi.

Xu Xianlin couldn't help laughing, threw down the flower gun, and clasped his fists at him: "I admit defeat."

The other party just folded his sword and cupped his fists: "Accept."

Applause came from the corridor, looking back, Tan Zhenming and Zheng Yirong were leaning against the railing, looking at them with approval.

Xu Xianlin didn't understand the situation, and asked, "Brother Yan Ce, who are you?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that Second Young Master wants to find some idlers to be his Yuelao's assists." Yan Ce replied flatly.

Xu Xianlin was even more confused.

Yuelao assists?
"Don't wait for others to solve it for you, you have to find out the direction yourself." Pei Lingzhi whispered to Xue Mi softly, "Say what you want to say earlier, do what you want to do earlier, maybe it's wrong, maybe it's useless, but at least not Will regret it."

It will not become a regret in the heart and torture each other.

I told him before that there is more than one country in the world, and when good things come, bad things will follow.

"The Imperial Physician Order has been held by members of my Zheng family in Jinxi in the past. If I don't go, you will refuse. The imperial court's dirty tricks may come one after another. What's more, His Majesty's temper is very tyrannical. People who don't listen to him will be afraid." Few have had a better time." Zheng Fengcheng's face was flushed red by the fire.

Zheng Zhuoyun pondered for a moment: "Is there no other way out?"

He knew his character well, and he was not suitable to be an official at all.

What is the way to be an official and the way to be a minister?
Smooth, flattering, smirking, even bowing down.

Thinking about that kind of scene makes people feel uneasy, and you can't offend anyone. They are leaning against the big tree behind them. If you offend a sapling one after another, then you don't want to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

Zheng Zhuoyun really couldn't accept that he would bend down to respect someone in the future, say a lot of useless words insincerely with one face, and be forced to do some things he didn't want to do.

If you don't stand up, then every force will crowd out or even persecute you. How can light be allowed to exist in a place full of darkness?
Either assimilate it or destroy it.

retreat?Zheng Fengcheng sneered, and put a piece of charcoal into the stove: "Is there a way out in this world? I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet."

There is no way out for themselves, so there is no way out for these people.

Zheng Zhuoyun frowned and pondered, his heart was extremely tangled, those thread balls were all entangled together, it was difficult to disassemble, and his thoughts were stuck in it, unable to get up or down.

"Zhuo Yun!" Zheng Fengcheng called him, "Some things cannot escape, not to mention that now you are no longer alone, this matter is not your own matter, what impact will your decision have on the people around you?" You have to think clearly, anyway, as an old man, I have lived to this age and have experienced everything. I have no regrets seeing my granddaughter grow up to inherit my mantle and recognize you again."

After speaking, he paused, looked up at him, his eyes were clear and firm: "But your friends... and Xue Mi, you have to think about them, whether you really want to put them in danger too among?"

People live, never just for themselves.

never.

"Xue Mi is still young, you have to teach her some things slowly, anyway, she is very dependent on you, and will stay by your side for a long time, now even if you drive her away, she will cry and beg you not to let her go, So you have to think clearly, now you make your own choice, not her choice, in this little girl's heart, no one is more important than you." Zheng Fengsheng saw it very clearly, "So how could you Are you so unconfident?"

That's right, he doesn't know himself, he is obviously the one who has been with her for so long, and he is also her savior.

He said when did she go west?

How come you don't have that confidence?
Zheng Zhuoyun inexplicably remembered that when they met for the first time, he had sworn that he would be cured.

Later, he really only had one thing in mind.

(End of this chapter)