Star Iron, but the amount of animation

An Jing took a sip of Coke calmly.

"Hey! Why are you cursing?"

The girl widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief, as if she had suffered a great betrayal.

"You really are just an idiot, really."

An Jing looked at her seriously and repeated it very solemnly.

"How can it be?!"

Hanabi couldn't believe it. She lowered her head and soon her expression became a little doubtful: "Did I really forget something... When did I make up this identity?"

"Pfft..."

The girl immediately raised her head.

"It's not me who's laughing." An Jing raised his hands.

She turned back.

A blue-haired adult male sitting at a table not far away couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Hana, Hana…..Hahahaha—Oh no, should I call you by another name now? Hahahahahaha!!”

Everyone in the tavern laughed at the same time, even Hanabi was no exception.

An Jing was among them. He smiled, took the last sip of Coke, and woke up.

The young man thought as he looked at the fairy boat-like rooms around him.

It was an interesting dream.

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[Yesterday I revised all the chapters that had not been reviewed. Only one chapter out of 25 was revived. Basically I don't have much hope anymore.]

[Both groups are almost full. One group can still be cleared, but the second group has no more to clear. I guess I will have to open a third group soon. ]

[It was quite laborious to be honest, and the 20+ paid chapters were all free for everyone to read.]

[There is nothing I can do. I hope everyone has tickets and free blades or something to support me. It is not easy to write this book.]

Volume 1: Chapter 174: As a Cloud Rider, you must not let your weapons fall down or your body become distracted.

Now that you're up, you've got to get ready to do some serious work.

He glanced at the time.

Not too early, not too late, just exactly seven in the morning.

The perfect biological clock.

An Jing sighed at his own perfection.

Yesterday, the female general only told him that she would go there to teach her apprentice tomorrow, but she didn't tell him when to go.

Difficult.

The boy thought, why not just walk around for a while, taking a stroll would be great too.

Look at the scenery of other people's homes.

He lived on the second floor. When he left his room and stood in the corridor, he could see the martial arts field below.

This martial arts arena is not too big, it is more like a private one and is relatively small.

There was a person standing on it, practicing with a sword.

The little girl looked quite young, from the fox tribe, similar to Bai Heng, with white hair, but Bai Heng's hair was a little bluer, while she seemed to be pure white.

An Jing thought for a long time, where is this little girl's tail?

It’s strange, I can’t see it.

Her training clothes can't hide this thing?

He stood and watched her practice for a while.

I didn't see anything special.

You know, he never took sword training seriously since he was young. When he grew up, he hardly ever picked it up. His fighting style mainly relied on great strength and pure numerical value.

And if An Jing guessed correctly.

The little girl below should be the apprentice of the female general.

He is only 20 years old... Despite his young age, he has practiced quite well. He feels stronger than when Jing Yuan was 5 or 60 years old.

He still understands some of the basics.

After all, I practiced with Jingliu at the beginning, and then watched her practice in the yard every day. Later, she practiced with Jingyuan in the yard. Even if I just watched, it has been almost a thousand years, and I still remember the key points of each move clearly.

Coupled with the complete control over his body, if he really wanted to practice, he could quickly become a master in about a month.

It is more than enough to teach a girl in her twenties.

He was just thinking about it when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Huh? You got up early?"

A certain silly fox seemed rather surprised.

"What do you mean?"

An Jing sneered: "When you were awake on the boat, when was I asleep? You should first look at your own character before making stereotypes."

"Well, you can blame me..."

Bai Heng muttered, but his voice sounded quite unconfident.

"It's because you've been tormenting me too much..."

"What a joke! You really have the nerve to say that."

"Stop, stop, stop! I give up! I give up!"

The girl knew that if she continued this topic, she would lose her last bit of privacy, so she quickly called for a stop.

"Let's go down and see Feixiao!"

"Fei Xiao?"

An Jing glanced back at the girl below him.

"Which two words?"

"Flying, soaring into the sky! How about it? Isn't it majestic?"

"Indeed. But this has something to do with you, look at how you're showing off."

"Hey, hey, he's half my apprentice! Of course I have the right to be proud!"

Bai Heng put his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest. All he needed to do was write "The Strongest Flyer" on a sign and hang it on his chest.

"Virtue."

An Jing shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to her, and turned away.

"Hey wait a minute! I haven't finished yet!"

Bai Heng chased after him and ran ahead of him.

"What's the matter now?"

"I'm telling you, Feixiao really adores you, don't do anything disillusioning in front of her! Leave some hope for the child!"

"Like, does picking your nose count?"

"Of course forget it! Isn't this kind of thing too unpresentable?!"

An Jing sighed and put a hand on her face to push her away.

"What a joke! She is the one who should be thinking about how to get along with others, not me. The phrase 'respecting the old and loving the young' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

"Then how did you say that?"

“Now it really doesn’t exist.”

The girl kept chasing after him: "Little Feixiao is so miserable, please have some pity on her..."

"How miserable is that? Can it be worse than mine?"

Bai Heng thought about it, and suddenly shut his mouth obediently.

The distance from the second floor to the martial arts arena was not far, and they arrived there just in time after they finished chatting.

Feixiao had just finished practicing a set of moves, and when he saw the two of them, he quickly saluted.

"Greetings, Master Bai Heng! Uh, and who is this...?! Yes, yes?!"

She bowed, then turned to look at the boy. There was confusion on her face at first, which then instantly turned into astonishment and finally filled with disbelief.

"You didn't tell her I was coming?"

An Jing turned and asked Bai Heng.

"Well, the general has already gone to war. I was supposed to tell her, but you woke up so early. I'm late."

"Then what to do."

He turned around and looked at the girl whose brain seemed to have completely shut down.

"Can we still practice this? How about letting the child take it slow?"

"I can, I can practice! I'm fine!!"

Unexpectedly, Feixiao suddenly came back to his senses, his face flushed and he shouted excitedly.

"Wow?"

This was a bit beyond An Jing's expectations. He nudged Bai Heng with his elbow and said, "He's much better than you. I feel like it was you who would stand there for the entire morning."

"You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Bai Heng quickly covered his mouth.

It's so annoying! This guy doesn't want to destroy his own image, but comes to destroy her image!

"Is it really you? Is it really you? Quququ, Qu'e Ding'an!! Is it really Qu'e Ding'an?!"

An Jing glanced at Bai Heng, and the latter reluctantly took his hand back.

The boy was about to squat down subconsciously, but then he realized that it seemed unnecessary.

He was a little unhappy.

As a short-lived species, the growth cycle of fox people is naturally much faster than that of the immortal boat people. Back then, he could still experience the height advantage in front of Jing Yuan, who was in her twenties, but now facing Fei Xiao, who was also in her twenties, he felt that this girl would surpass him in a few months.

"If no one else has this title, it should be me."

An Jing said it very tactfully.

"I knew it! They all said you were dead, but I didn't believe it!"

“Fei Xiao!”

Bai Heng glared at her from the side, and she belatedly covered her mouth with her hands: “Pah, pah, pah.”

"What a joke. It's just winning a resurrection match. What's the big deal?"

An Jing smiled and quite liked this little girl.

Knowing it was him, he didn't show any fear and acted very confidently.

Judging from her appearance, she is probably a girl with a wild personality.

Maybe I can get along well with Jingyuan?

"Oh——"

Admiration immediately appeared in the little girl's eyes.

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