The next night, Ji Ning went to bed early under the pretext of being tired.

After Yu Ling left, Ji Ning immediately got up, put on his clothes, and then sat back and waited for Nalan to blow snow.

Although he was about to kill someone, he felt strangely untense and surprisingly calm.

When entering Hai, Ji Ning suddenly heard the movement of the window, and immediately turned his head to look, and saw that the window was opened, and a graceful figure came in lightly.

"Miss Nalan." Ji Ning stood up and shouted at Nalan Blowing Snow.

Nalan Fuxue looked at Ji Ning's whole body attentively, did not speak, and put a package and a sword on the table.

"You know how to use a sword, right?" She asked in an emotionless tone.

"A little fur." Ji Ning said, stretched out his hand to take the sword, and then pulled out the long sword "Zheng", and slashed a cold light in the dark night.

Ji Ning casually used the technique of the Taiji Sword to split the sword and pull a sword flower, and then returned the sword to the sheath.

Nalan Fuxue looked at Ji Ning's sword flower, and couldn't help frowning, because she saw that Ji Ning's sword was soft and soft, not sharp at all, and she felt more beautiful than everyone.

However, she immediately thought that she had been hit by Ji Ning's Dao twice, and at that time, Ji Ning clearly exploded with amazing power.

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing?" She couldn't help but ask.

Ji Ning smiled lightly at Nalan Chuixue and said, "A set of boxing techniques that were accidentally discovered from ancient books is called Tai Chi. ”

"Taoist martial arts? You are a Confucian disciple who actually practices Taoist martial arts. Nalan Fuxue said slightly.

Ji Ning said indifferently: "Ji is not a fanatical believer in Confucianism. ”

Then, curiously, he asked, "What about you?" What kind of martial arts are you practicing? ”

Before, he planned to cultivate the martial arts of this world through Nalan Blowing Snow, but now he has no energy to cultivate, and next year's imperial examination is the most important thing.

"My teacher is the Huashan faction." Nalan Fuxue said, and then she didn't seem to want to reveal too much, so she changed the subject and said, "You can change into black clothes." You, dressed in a gray-white scholar's Confucian suit, are easy to be discovered. ”

Ji Ning nodded, put the sword back on the table, picked up the bag and opened it, and inside was a set of nocturnal black clothes.

Nalan Fuxue turned around and walked to the window, and faced the window without moving, so that Ji Ning could immediately change his clothes and set off.

Ji Ning was not reserved, and quickly changed into the night walking black clothes, as well as a masked black cloth.

After changing into nocturnal black clothes and picking up the long sword, Ji Ning and Nalan Fuxue walked out of the room.

"Will you do it lightly?" Nalan asked Blowing Snow.

Ji Ning shook his head, although there is a light skill in Taijiquan that spreads the wings of a white crane, he has learned some of it, and it can't reach the point where it is as high as a martial arts movie.

Compared with Nalan blowing snow all the time, it can only be said to be a running skill.

The next moment, Ji Ning felt his left hand being grabbed by a soft little hand, and then a huge pull pulled his body up, and then flew up to the roof like a cloud......

It took two pillars of incense to finally sneak out of the city wall.

After the city wall fell to the ground, Nalan Chuixue immediately let go of Ji Ning's hand, and said in an emotionless voice: "Follow me." ”

Ji Ning nodded, and the next moment he saw that Nalan Fuxue had already run three or four feet away in front, and he didn't give him time to react at all.

He had no choice but to use the white crane to spread its wings and catch up.

About a pillar of incense later, in a remote place on the outskirts of Jinling City, Nalan suddenly stopped blowing snow.

Ji Ning caught up after a moment and stopped, panting slightly, not very tired.

This body, which was originally powerless, has been somewhat effective after half a year of training.

Nalan Fuxue saw that Ji Ning ran with all his strength and didn't pant for breath, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

In her opinion, although Ji Ning is tall, he is not strong, and he can even be said to be a little weak. When she went out of the city just now, when she took Ji Ning to perform light skills, she kept holding Ji Ning's hand, and she clearly felt that Ji Ning had not practiced internal skills.

She is weak and has never practiced internal strength, but she has such good physical strength, how can she not be surprised?

Actually, she didn't know that Ji Ning practiced Tai Chi every day, and her physique was getting better and better day by day, but she wouldn't be as muscular as other martial artists at all.

A true Tai Chi master, no one looks strong, both men and women, are all slim.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ning saw Nalan Chuixue looking at him with some surprise, and couldn't help asking.

Nalan Fuxue retracted his gaze and said coldly, "It's nothing. ”

So saying, she walked towards a grove in front of her, and then came back with two horses.

"The place where Zhang Linwu is stationed is more than 100 miles away from Jinling City, and he must ride a horse." Nalan Fuxue said as he handed the reins of one of the horses to Ji Ning.

With that, she had already flown on her horse, shook the reins of the horse, and at the same time made a clear sound, and the horse rushed out quickly.

Standing in place, Ji Ning hurriedly shouted: "Wait, Ji doesn't know how to ride a horse!" ”

It turned out that although there was the skill of royal horses in the six arts of the gentleman, Ji Ning had little time to learn to ride a horse. He went in and out every day in a carriage, and he didn't think much about learning to ride a horse.

Nalan Fuxue rode out of ten or twenty zhang, stopped the horse, turned the horse's head and rode back, and his eyebrows were obviously wrinkled.

Ji Ning understood why Nalan Fuxue frowned, but he could only spread his hands helplessly.

Nalan Fuxue jumped off the horse, led Ji Ning's horse back to the grove with an expressionless face, then came out and flew back on the horse, and finally stretched out a white jade-like hand to Ji Ning coldly.

"It's urgent, Miss Nalan, Ji is offended." Ji Ning said to Nalan Blowing Snow.

Nalan Fuxue snorted slightly, shook her jade hand, and motioned for Ji Ning to reach over.

After Ji Ning saluted, he stretched out his right hand.

Before he could touch Nalan Blowing Snow's little hand, he felt his hand suddenly tighten, and then a force pulled his body up in the air, and landed right behind Nalan Blowing Snow and sat on the back of the horse.

Although he sat on the back of the horse, Ji Ning was still in trouble, and he was really embarrassed to reach out and hug Nalan Blowing Snow's slender soft waist from behind. Not to mention in the Great Yong Dynasty, even in modern society, this is embarrassing enough.

However, at this time, Nalan Blowing Snow's cold voice came: "Hold it tight!" ”

Ji Ning secretly laughed at his pedantic in his heart, and boldly reached out and hugged Nalan Blowing Snow's willow waist from behind.

When hugging Nalan Blowing Snow's soft waist, Ji Ning clearly felt that Nalan Blowing Snow's body stiffened.

However, the next moment, Nalan Blowing Snow shook the horse's reins vigorously, and the horse galloped with its hooves spread out in pain.

Ji Ning was caught off guard, his body involuntarily leaned back, and he almost fell off the horse, so frightened that he hugged Nalan Blowing Snow's soft waist even more and clinging to Nalan Blowing Snow's back......