The hamburger's soul, which was almost scared away, finally returned to its position. It blinked, blinked again, and looked at Luo Qingyu. Finally, it muttered another sentence in its little mouth: "Come like thunder and furious, but like the clear light of the river and sea, master, you can hold it well!"

After saying this, it slammed into Luo Qingyu's arms, probably because it was finally scared, and the golden retriever was shaking in Luo Qingyu's arms.

It seems that the little guy is really frightened!

The little guy has a good memory. The two lines of poetry that Luo Qingyu once recited were actually remembered by it!

It is also used appropriately...

Luo Qingyu smiled softly, she was still standing on the river surface, with heavy rain around her, but it was automatically separated above her head, and a drop of rain did not fall on her.

She looked at Indra in the cabin, and her figure moved slightly, and a red light flashed. Her slim body was already standing in the cabin. Indra did not speak, but only pushed a cup of tea.

Luo Qingyu was not polite, so he took it and drank it all: "Master, how about my sword technique?"

After walking through this sword technique, she didn't blush, she didn't breathe, and was as calm as if she had been walking around the garden.

Di Shiyin nodded slightly: "It's a little better than before, but your sword technique is not pure, and your mind power cannot fully operate on the knife, and it is intermittent..."

His words were still clear and light, but his words were extremely sophisticated and sharp, and every sentence pointed directly at the shortcomings of Luo Qingyu's sword technique.

Luo Qingyu felt that she had practiced this sword technique well, but she didn't expect that he would point out such a lot of bad things. She was a little dissatisfied. She glanced at him with her eyes and her little mouth pursed slightly-

"What? I'm not convinced?" Di Shiyin glanced at her and spoke lazily.

Luo Qingyu snorted softly: "It's easy to say."

Indra reached out his hand: "Give me the knife."

Luo Qingyu was slightly stunned. Originally, Indra Shiyin taught her that the sword technique was to condense into a knife with her mind. Now she actually wanted the full moon scimitar in her hand.

Her scimitar only recognizes her as the master...

Although her mental power has not yet reached the level of perfection, she has already achieved the ability to send and receive this knife at will.

She smiled badly, stretched her palm, and the full moon scimitar had already appeared in her palm, and handed it to Indra's hand: "Take it."

Indra went to get the knife...

The knife buzzed and the red light was magnificent. In almost the blink of an eye, it turned from the head to the handle of the knife into a sharp blade...

Apparently reject any non-master approach—

Indra's expression remained motionless, as if he hadn't seen the silent warning of the knife. His slender and fair fingers were easily held in the place representing the hilt of the knife and picked it up casually.

Hamburg opened his eyes wide in surprise, and it knew the power of this knife.
Chapter completed!