The body is stretched, elegant and vigorous, and whether it is muscle shaking or moves, it is exactly the same as Rimu Qianxia just now.

But the difference is that the Qiushui sword technique used by Roger has some unique charm.

This is his Qiushui sword technique.

"How is this possible?!"

Rimu Qianxia widened her eyes. She wanted to see a little flaw in Roger's movements, something disharmonious.

But until a clang, the metal friction of the sword in the sheath pulled back Rimu Qianxia's thoughts. She had no choice but to find that Roger's Qiushui sword technique was perfect without any flaws.

"How about it?"

"Teacher Rimu?" Roger asked softly.

The expression on Rimu Qianxia's face changed a little, and she subconsciously blurted out.

"No one can perfectly master Qiushui sword technique after only contacting it once. Have you learned this sword technique before?"

"Have you seen him?"

"He?" Roger was stunned, "Who?"

Rimu Qianxia glanced at Roger and answered vaguely, "It's nothing, it's because I'm overthinking."

"I have something to do, you can practice it yourself first." After saying that, without waiting for Roger to respond, he hurriedly left.

Roger raised his hand and looked at the sword in his hand, "I told you to pretend, tsk, have you lost the opportunity to teach by words, right?"

Although he had mastered Qiushui swordsmanship, Roger did not leave. He had only practiced a few swordsmanship before. Different swordsmanship opened up his thinking. Roger moved in front of him and slowly comprehended it.

At this time, Rimu Qianxia did not really leave, but came to the depths of the mansion and entered the underground.

As soon as he entered, Rimu Qianxia saw the TV that was released. On the opposite side of the TV, a white body was lying there on the wide sofa.

Her face darkened and she couldn't help but roar, "Yueko, Morita Yuki!"

"Shh, let's just say a little bit, aren't you afraid of being discovered by those who chase me?" Xuezi said without raising her head.

Rimu Qianxia looked crazy.

"What the hell are you looking at? Why take off your clothes?!"

On the wide sofa, there is a white and greasy body, not mostly exposed, but almost all.

The remaining areas that were not exposed were wrapped in herbs and bandages.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"

The student struggled to move his head away from the front of the TV, "I am recuperating. You should know the best how much injuries I have. How troublesome it is to change clothes frequently and take them off."

“Reducing unnecessary activity and friction helped me recover from my injuries.”

Xuezi analyzed seriously.

Speaking of this, a look of suspicion suddenly appeared on her face.

"Qianxia, ​​what you said just now is very problematic. Explain to me, what TV shows do you need to take off your clothes and watch them?"

She looked innocent with her bright big eyes.

"Why don't I know?"

"All right……"

Rimu Qianxia sighed weakly, found a chair a little further away from Xuezi and sat down.

"It's broad daylight, why do you have time to come to me?"

"Why didn't you go with that Roger?"

"Tell me, is he your admirer?"

"And what is his origin?"

"Can you belong to a Onmyoji family with a long history?" Xuezi got closer a little, "My injuries are recovering a little slowly now. If you can get me some special materials..."

Xuezi said tentatively.

"What do you want to do?" Rimu Qianxia looked alert.

"For my injury, I think it is necessary for you to sacrifice..." Xuezi said carelessly.

"You want to go!" Rimu Qianxia said coldly.

"I'm injured."

Xuezi pointed to her body and said.

"Do you still have a conscience?"

Rimu Qianxia stood up.

"Oh, don't leave."

Xuezi waved her hand and looked generous, "Tell me, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

She knew her friends and obviously looked worried when she came, but after several times of intercourse, Rimu Qianxia's mood returned to normal.

"Xuezi, do you think there are really geniuses in this world?"

“Of course there is.”

Xuezi patted her breasts, "For example, you can barely count one."

"If it weren't for your determination to grasp the so-called autumn water flow, you could be reused with your talent."

"Stop talking, this inheritance is the only thing left of me. Only by condensing the cat and guardian spirit can I find him through the connection between the guardian spirit and bloodline of the same inheritance!"

Rimu Qianxia replied.

"It's not me who is hitting you, Qianxia, ​​you should know how slim this hope is."

"The blood connection and guardian spirit can only increase the chance a little, which is too small for this vast world."

Xuezi's face became solemn.

"Don't talk about me." Rimu Qianxia looked at Xuezi.

"If it were you, would you give up looking for Mr. Morita?"

"Won't!"
Chapter completed!