Wang Shuyue did not forget Long Yi and Morashasa. He said how difficult it is to find this person.

I didn't dare to delay now, so I grabbed the handle, raised the fishing rod, and ran towards the tall figure quickly.

The fishing rod is long and thin, and I don’t know what material it is made of. The slender tip is like a willow branch and it swings around in the air.

There were so many pedestrians on the pier. In order to avoid pedestrians, Wang Shuyue held up her long and soft fishing rod and walked so frightened.

On this orange evening, if you come to Haicheng Pier, you will see such a wonderful scene.

I saw a girl carrying a rare long fishing rod, jumping carefully among pedestrians, and holding the fishing rod with both hands, as if she was being led by a fishing rod. She rushed left and right, as flexible as a fish, attracting pedestrians to look at each other.

However, as time went by, she seemed to have mastered a certain rule, and her pace gradually stabilized, from being led by the fishing rod at the beginning, she slowly changed to being controlled by the fishing rod and moving forward steadily.

Shangguan looked back and saw the woman holding up the long fishing rod. Although the swaying movement was a little clumsy, the confident smile on the corner of her mouth made people feel that she had skillfully controlled the disobedient fishing rod.

I couldn't help but be infected and smiled.

Shangguan turned around and immediately accelerated his pace.

Seeing this, the woman holding the fishing rod behind her lamented, her confident smile faded away, and she gritted her teeth and accelerated her pace of progress.

Before the sky knew it, lanterns were lit, and the noisy streets became deserted during the day.

The sound of the woman's trotting footsteps echoed in the street, becoming more and more rhythmic. At the end, the woman took a ghost step and hummed an untuned song in her mouth, which successfully attracted the attention of the children in front of the house.

The child held the big chicken legs given by his mother in his hand, opened his eyes and was fascinated by the words that the woman said, "Hehe Hahaha".

The mother rushed out of the house with an anxious expression. When she saw that the child was fine, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But I couldn't help but curse: "What are you singing? It sounds so ugly!"

Unexpectedly, the woman's octave sound immediately sounded on the street.

“Hurry up and use the nunchakra, hum, haha!!!”

The sound of hey, her voice was filled with her whole street. The mother was dumbfounded and said she could not fight. She held the child who refused to go home and turned around and turned to the house.

"arrive."

The humming came to an abrupt end. Wang Shuyue held the fishing rod and looked up. An ordinary house appeared in front of her.

Shangguan pushed open the house and walked in.

The warm lights lit up in the yard, Wang Shuyue's mouth raised and she thought that the torture was finally over.

The fishing rod was too long, so she put it across, held it in the middle with her hands, grasped the center of gravity, and brought the fishing rod into the yard safely, and stood under the yard wall.

Just as I raised my hand to wipe my sweat, a knife flew over again.

After being stabbed to death by a knife, Wang Shuyue hurriedly reached out to take it, turned around and looked at the kitchenette with the lights on.

The man had already taken off his straw raincoat and hat, and stood in front of the table in a gray shirt. On the chopping board were two fish with their mouths open and their mouths were breathing.

"After making these two fish, I will teach you a sword move that will keep changing with all changes." He said with a smile.

Wang Shuyue looked at the strange face under the light, and was stunned for only half a second, just convinced herself to get used to it.

"Senior, is this your true face?" she asked, holding her knife into the kitchen and checking the bottles and jars on the table.

I didn't find the ingredients I was familiar with, so I took out the sour soup fish base brought from Blue Star.

Then he boiled the stove, boiled water and stewed the soup, and then "brushed" the two fish and broke the belly with two cuts, cleaned it, put it in the boiling sour soup, and covered it with a lid.

"Cook for two minutes and it tastes great." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, feeling very confident in the base she brought.

Shangguan Haitang sat at the table, smiling slightly, without answering her questions or talking to her.

Seeing him like this, Wang Shuyue immediately understood.

Now this face is not his true face.

But those beautiful hands should be real.

The boiling sound of "Guru Guru" mixed with the fresh fragrance of sour soup floated out of the pot. Wang Shuyue took a deep breath and the secretion of saliva in her mouth was significantly accelerated.

She found a big bowl in the cupboard, came to the stove, turned off the heat and opened the lid of the pot, put out the cooked sauerkraut fish, and brought it to the table.

Two small white porcelain bowls were already put into place. Wang Shuyue picked up one, filled it with pickled fish, handed it over with both hands, "It's done."

Shangguan nodded, picked up the spoon with some anticipation, and took a sip of the soup first.

The sauerkraut soup was delicious, and after a bite, the appetite was immediately picked up.

Put another piece of fish into your mouth. The bone spurs and impurities have been cleaned up. The fish is soft and smooth, melts in the mouth, and is very delicious.

"Not bad." Shangguan praised.

Wang Shuyue smiled and felt a little embarrassed by being praised, "It's all due to the basic material."

As he said that, he looked at him with a look of eyes and asked: Is it possible to teach sword moves if I am satisfied with my food?

Shangguan saw through and said nothing, and ate half of the sour soup fish slowly. Then he stood up and signaled Wang Shuyue to come with him.

Wang Shuyue was overjoyed and hurriedly followed her out. She saw Shangguan breaking a piece of branch from the osmanthus tree in the yard and holding it in his hand.

The moment when the branches hang down and pointed directly to the ground, his aura suddenly changed, and strands of sword energy condensed around him, and his clothes were free from wind.

"I will only teach you once, remember it."

After whispering a reminder, Shangguan started to move.

Start with your hands and stand with your sword!

The branch is no longer a branch, but a sword in his hand.

He raised his arms slightly, stood up gracefully, and turned his wrists, and the branches swung out, and Haoran's sword intent rose up, and a force that was enough to destroy the world instantly surrounded the small courtyard.

The branch was like a point, aiming at the weakest point, and stabbed it out at the speed of light!

With a sword sound of "Zheng!", the entire courtyard was destroyed in front of Wang Shuyue and turned into ashes.

She opened her eyes wide in shock, felt the supreme sword intent that had lasted for a long time, held her breath, and did not dare to move rashly for a long time, her face turned red.

It was not until the sword intent disappeared that he took a breath of air conditioning and pulled out from the shock brought by the huge sword intent.

Shangguan threw the branch in his hand over, and Wang Shuyue subconsciously caught it.

"Practice!" he ordered.

Wang Shuyue held the ordinary branch in her hand tightly, nodded heavily, closed her eyes, and repeated the shocking scene just now in her mind.

Suddenly, she felt that the branches in her hand were no longer branches, but the soft and boneless light water sword.

She raised the sword in her hand, and the shaking sword was not in control. Her body subconsciously shifted with the deviation of the sword body, swaying left and right, and stumbled.

Wang Shuyue frowned, and the sword in her hand was like a long fishing rod, which was so disobedient that it made people hate.

etc!

Fishing rod?

The spiritual consciousness shook, and the spiritual platform suddenly became clear and clear... The chaotic steps became orderly, and the sword in his hand stopped swaying.

Wang Shuyue smiled.
Chapter completed!