A series of plans requires a person's mind the most. There cannot be any mistakes in the middle, and every possible thing must be calculated.

The chain is connected.

After Kang He came back, he did not choose to pass by Leng Xiaobai's door. He understood Leng Xiaobai's vigilance. Although he had chosen such two rooms for some reason, if he saw something, he should not wait until this time to take action. In addition, there are only these two rooms left in the inn, even if he wanted to be adjacent, he would not be able to do it.

Leng Xiaobai's vigilance was that she didn't know, because Kang He came back twice, and he only knew the next time. As for the person who fell asleep and was seriously injured before, he could always be a little more stable. Although Leng Xiaobai had a dream, he forgot about what happened in the dream.

Leng Xiaobai was very afraid when he woke up. He didn't sleep all the night. Instead, he sat on the bed and meditated, opened the window, and listened to the occasional passing of several people on the street. Even in Yangzhou City, where the curfew was cursing, there were still some people who braved Fengxia's patrol and appeared on the street. Not returning home at night was something that some people had become accustomed to.

Kang He was not out, and the few people in his room left together, as if they had agreed on something. Then Kang He came to Leng Xiaobai's door in a low voice, shouting very quietly, but no one paid attention.

After shouting three times, the shopkeeper who came down from the upstairs came here and looked at Kang He with some disdain.

"Your young man has already fallen asleep. It's not like you guys who use the technique of climbing over the wall so well. You won't let yourself rest for a while at night. Not everyone has you as energetic."

The shopkeeper was walking while talking, and the shopkeeper's arrangement was cold and he didn't want to sleep. Kang He didn't know that Leng Xiaobai was really hungry and fell asleep. Even though he was meditating, he was still slowly asleep listening to the subtle sounds outside. There was no suspense, and even the pit box was calling him, he couldn't wake him up.

Leng Xiaobai got up very early in the morning. Before she could scream, she had already gotten up. However, Ekang, who had been tossing all night, was still sleepy at this time, but she walked down yawning. Seeing Leng Xiaobai practicing sword in the yard with the camphor wood sword given to him, she was so familiar with every move. They were the two sets of sword techniques passed to him by Leng Xiaobai.

When Kang He went downstairs, he had already heard his footsteps. Leng Xiaobai was just practicing swords attentively, not caring whether someone came from behind him. It was more like he was just covering up this sword technique for Kang He to see.

A person will leave a trump card for himself no matter when and wherever he is. Even those who are masters will leave their trump card for the end and will only take it out when he is sure that he can teach it, and it will only be taught to one person.

Leng Xiaobai's trump card is a sword, which cannot be given to others, so he can only teach those two sets of sword techniques. After teaching two sets of sword techniques, nothing can be taught. This is also his biggest weakness.

Leng Xiaobai's time to practice martial arts is itself a period of time. If it weren't for the special internal skills and mental methods, and the half-body of the holy medicine, it would be obvious that it would be impossible to reach the current realm. Even so, he still lacked viciousness. One is his understanding of the martial arts in the world. Bai Wuren gave her less and less, and the rest can only be achieved by relying on him to find insights. This is a long process.

In this process, he may have to learn a lot, such as how to protect himself in danger, or how to win without knowing himself or his enemy, and there are still many things to learn. Lang Xiaobai looked at the sky that changed from gray to white, and the number may turn blue later, and the sky is changing, let alone people in the world.

"This is everything I can call you. No matter what I practice, it requires a gradual process. It is not achieved overnight. Even if there is one, it will cost a lot. You can practice it too."

A person in his twenties always feels like an elderly person. This illusion does not just appear in Kang He's heart at some point.

Following the camphor wood sword thrown by Leng Xiaobai, Kang He started to connect it with each other. It can be seen that he was very unfamiliar with his practice. He didn't want Leng Xiaobai to practice so smoothly, and he didn't feel like he was in water.

The sword is right in Leng Xiaobai's hand, and it is not right in Kang He's hand. The more you look at it, the more awkward it becomes. It even makes people feel urge to treat this sword as less firewood.

"When Mu Jian is used, I always feel that there is something less. It is the most comfortable thing for Yanlai's sword to use. After tomorrow, I can walk around the world with the big Juque sword on my back."

Kang He, who had practiced twice, put down the camphor wood sword and obviously looked down on this sword. Even if this sword really gives people a different experience, it is still a little worse than the sword he has taken advantage of. As for what is the difference, it is probably a problem with the feel.

I have become accustomed to using something. Normal people feel differently like they have another feeling, but there are always some people who are holding on to the original one. Even if they are already in ruins, they are still unwilling to let go. Perhaps there is really an irreplaceable relationship between them.

Leng Xiaobai did not accept Kang He's words, but just took the camphor wood sword from his hand. I still remember that when I was a child, I heard Bai Wuren talk about those chivalrous and righteous things. What I wanted most was a wooden sword, because at that time I couldn't hold a real sword, so I could only hold a wooden sword for playing. It was also the first gift Bai Wuren gave him. I was ecstatic at that time.

The camphor wood sword is a good sword. The smell of camphor wood can make a person's sudden energy. People who use the sword need to keep their concentration at all times.

"I'll take a day off in the inn today. If you love it, go there yourself if you want to do it. You don't have to say hello to me."

Leng Xiaobai returned to the inn with a camphor wood sword. The people who lived in the inn started checking out and then ate breakfast here. If you want to do good things, it is necessary to ensure the best physical strength at all times. This is what you need to do in everything.

Like those people, Leng Xiaobai also ate the breakfast here, eating calmly. I wonder if the dinner was delicious or really bad.

A bowl of porridge, a plate of steamed buns, a plate of pickles, and a pot of boiled water just right, which is very simple for breakfast.

Kang He took a steamed bun and took nothing out. He didn't even ask Leng Xiaobai for some money. No matter what he did when he went out, it was inevitable.

Leng Xiaobai looked at the shopkeeper standing in front of the counter. The shopkeeper always felt familiar. After the shopkeeper looked over, Leng Xiaobai remembered that it was in Bingzhou. In order to ask them a few questions, the very mysterious shopkeeper Zhou.

"The safety of Manager Zhou."

Leng Xiaobai greeted with a wry smile. Since he saw someone, he naturally wanted to say hello, especially the shopkeeper seemed to remember him.
Chapter completed!