Chapter 16 Practice

A sword stopped on the head of the little white rabbit, trembled for a long time, and finally took it back.

The sword fell down again, still stopped on the head of the little white rabbit, and did not cut it down.

"Why don't you cut it?" Qianqiu looked at Qianli and asked.

Qianli took the sword back, dragged the tip of the sword to the ground and lowered his head.

"Why don't you cut it?" Qianqiu asked again.

Qianli raised his head and suddenly threw down his sword and rushed to Qianqiu's arms. He said, "Brother, the rabbit is my friend. How can I kill my friend?" Just like my brother, others won't agree if they let me kill my brother.

Qianqiu was stunned and then looked down at Qianli. He said slowly, "Go and pick up the sword."

"Oh!" Qianli lowered his head and answered, and then turned around and picked up his sword.

"Brother, I won't kill the little rabbit." Qianli walked to Qianqiu's face and said.

Qianqiu turned around and said, "Go to the forest."

"Hmm."

In the woods, Qianli stood under a tree and cut the grass with his sword. Qianqiu is not here. He went to the deeper forest.

Qian Li leaned against the big tree and looked at the place where Qianqiu entered the forest from time to time.

Suddenly, a beast roar came, and Qianli trembled all over. She was too familiar with it. This was the howling that wild boar had chased her before.

His eyes stared at the place, which was the place where Qianqiu entered the forest. The sword in his hand kept trembling, and his hand holding the sword was white.

There was another howl, and a huge wild boar appeared in Qianli's vision and rushed towards Qianli.

Qianli's face was bloodless. Looking at the two sharp fangs on the wild boar's mouth, Qian Li was also very scared.

"Brother!" Qianli closed his eyes and shouted loudly. By this time, the wild boar had arrived in front of Qianli.

'yin' Qianli only heard a sword and felt a white light, and there was nothing left.

It was extremely quiet, and Qianli slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother." Qianqiu is standing in front of Qianli and looking at Qianli.

"Why don't you kill it with a sword?" Qianqiu asked.

"I... I..." Qianli was speechless.

"Is it also your friend?" Qianqiu asked.

Qian Li shook his head quickly.

'Hu...' The residual voice came from the ground, and Qianqiu saw that the wild boar was still breathy.

Looking at Qianli, he said in a commanding tone, "Kill it!"

A struggle appeared in Qianli's eyes.

"Do it!" Qianqiu said again.

Qian Li looked at the wild boar with only one breath left on the ground, looked at the ferocious pig's head, gritted his teeth, raised his sword with both hands, and stabbed down from the wild boar's head.

'Puff!' The tip of the sword easily stabbed in, and a stream of blood soared out and spilled on Qianli's body in an instant.

Qianli looked at all this. After being slightly stunned, his face immediately turned pale. He cried out with a 'wow' and jumped into Qianqiu's arms again, crying very sadly.

Qianqiu hugged Qian Li, pulled out the sword inserted in the pig's head and walked to the small temple.

It is difficult to achieve if you are not determined. Qianli is like this, even if he becomes a peerless master in the future, he will still be caught by ordinary people and tied up before beating him. Qianqiu thought about how to make Qianli's heart firm, and she can't be by her side forever. People should learn to protect themselves. Only when they can protect themselves is the real strength.

Naturally, the wild boar is not wasted. Qianqiu let the villagers carry it back, and the villagers are naturally willing to do it since Qianqiu came. They have eaten wild boar meat several times that they never dreamed of before.

In the evening, there was another big meal, and all the old came.

When eating meat, Qianli was in a low mood and silently nibbled on the meat on a piece of wild boar's thigh without laughing.

"This wild boar was killed by you." Qianqiu said.

"No, it was my brother who killed it." Qianli refuted.

"I haven't killed it yet. If you kill it, you will die." Qianqiu said lightly.

Qianli's eyes turned red again, and Qianqiu said, "So you killed it."

"Wow... Brother, you are bad." Qianli suddenly jumped on Aunt Li next to him and cried.

"Okay, Xiaoli, don't cry." Aunt Li kept appeasing Qianli.

The next day, Qianli covered herself in the quilt, as if Qianqiu could not find her.

Qianqiu looked at the arched quilt and said, "Come out."

Qian Li can't speak.

"Come out."

Qian Li still doesn't talk.

"Then think of me as a brother. I'm leaving." Qianqiu turned around and walked out.

"Brother." Qianli suddenly rushed out and hugged Qianqiu's legs from behind and looked up at Qianqiu.

"Take the sword and come to the yard." Qianqiu said and went out first.

"Oh!"

In the small temple, Qianqiu took Qianli to a place full of potatoes, and then Qianqiu took out a potato from the box, put it on the low wooden stake in front of him, took a step back, and then drew a white mark with the green edge sword in his hand and landed on the potato stake.

'ci...' With a gentle sound, the potatoes slowly separated and became two halves, and the weight and size of the two sides were almost the same, and it could not be seen that they were cut apart, as if they were born like this.

He picked up the two halves of the potatoes, threw them in the basket beside them, and said to Qianli, "As I do, cut these potatoes within three days, but... I don't want to see the potatoes cut worse the next day than the first day.

"Brother, where did so many potatoes come from?" Qianli looked at the potatoes all over the courtyard and asked.

"The villagers grow potatoes and need to cut them, so I found a job for you to do it, so do it well. This is what the villagers use to sow." Qianqiu said and walked out of the small temple. In addition to exercising Qianli's proficiency in swords, he could also subtly make Qianli no longer feel disgusted with the sword.

Qianli heard that this was used by the villagers to sow, so he did not dare to neglect it. He picked up a potato, put it on a wooden stake, raised his sword, 'Oh!' Cut it down.

A thin piece was cut off by Qianli's sword.

Qian Li was unconvinced and raised his sword again, and 'ca' was another sword.

The potato cracked in half, and Qianli was not happy to see that the potato cracked again, which was useless.

Pouting his mouth, Qian Li picked up the potato with a guilty heart and looked around. He didn't see Qianqiu. He carefully hid in a pile of grass, picked up a potato again, and then cut it down!

'ceng', Qianli felt a little bad. At a glance, as expected, the sword was cut into the stake. Qianli tried to draw his sword, but the sword did not move at all. Then he pulled it out and still did not move. He gritted his teeth and pulled it out suddenly.

The sword was pulled out, but Qianli sat on the ground with the sword.

Qian Li grinned in pain and almost cried again.