"What do you like about him?"

"I have no idea."

"I like his handsomeness? Or do I like him having a lot of property? Or do I like him that can always make you happy as expected?"

"I have no idea."

Women, especially women.

It was very interesting for them to drink together.

Just like now.

Although the topic between the two was inexplicable, the movements in their hands did not stop.

Bamboo chopsticks hit each other.

It's like a sword fighting.

The goal that caused the two to compete was just a stack of cherries used to embellish cooked beef.

Who made only one cherry?

I think it would be impossible for anyone to recognize that two master-level female heroes would have such a childish side.

‘Pick…’

After a crisp sound.

Li Mochou squeezed the cherry into his mouth and won the struggle with satisfaction.

In front of her.

Dongfangbai held a wine glass the size of a thumb, and his expression was erratic.

After a while, she said a little frustrated:

"Did you keep the backhand when you teach me? I'm obviously faster than you, why haven't I snatched you?"

"I have been practicing the lambing hand for twenty years, where are you?"

"I am a genius. Anything that genius learns is the best!"

Li Mochou gave her a blank look when he heard this.

Then he picked up a slice of cooked beef with a plain look:

"Where is any genius in this world?"

"Why didn't there?"

Dongfang Bai straightened his chest when he heard this:

"I learned the magic of martial arts at the age of ten. I practiced martial arts at the age of thirteen. At the age of sixteen, I entered the innate world and became a master at the age of twenty-four. Is there anyone of my age stronger than me?"

"Oh!"

"What are you laughing at? Oh, right? I haven't asked yet, how old are you going to become a master?"

“Double Ten.”

“…”

Dongfang's white hand trembled, and then he just thought he had said nothing.

Silently bowing his head and eating.

Seeing her appearance, Li Mochou sighed:

"Your martial arts talent is indeed better than mine.

I was adopted by my family master since I was a child, and I practiced martial arts since I was a child, and I was blessed by the cold jade bed.

But in this way, I practiced for fifteen years before I entered the realm of a master.”

“…Woo… It’s sooner…”

“It cannot be compared.”

"You don't need to comfort me..."

“Not comfort.”

While talking, Li Mochou looked at the wine glass in his hand and his expression became erratic.

"Humans are born unfair, and what we can do is to strive for a fair result in this unfair world."

"What's wrong with you?"

When Dongfang Bai heard Li Mochou's awkward words, he felt helpless.

She is ready to drink with her.

But when Miss Li was fine, she would say a few sad words.

She still couldn't accept it.

"I was just thinking about how biased God should be to give all the best things in the world to the same person."

“Who did you give it to?

Zixuan?

Oh! Mrs. Lan!

I said, people are getting married, can't you see it more?"

When he said this, Dongfang Bai felt that he was hopeless.

If it weren't for her in the Lan Mansion, Li Mochou would have been called a close friend of his boyfriend, Dongfang Bai would have long since quit.

Li Mochou's current state can be expressed in two words when he changes to his future generations.

Petty Bourgeois.

Literary youth.

Very vivid!

If you want to say plain language, you will be full...

Of course, Li Mochou would not know Dongfang Bai's thoughts.

After hearing her words, Li Mochou just chuckled and looked at her:

"I know the levels before the Grandmaster, but do you believe that someone has gone through it in just one hour?"

"who?"

"Mrs. Blue!"

"She? No, right? Isn't she not good at martial arts?"

Dongfang Bai asked a little disbelief.

Li Mochou nodded:

"When I first met her, she didn't know how to do martial arts."

"Then what?"

"Then she went back to Nanzhao, and when she came back, she was already a master."

"Someone has passed on her merit?"

Dongfang Bai stared at him.

After so long, she had never had any idea about Zixuan's martial arts.

Just think Zixuan is a Nanzhao saint who relies on her bloodline.

Indeed, even if Zixuan has the identity of a saint, there is no need for her to learn martial arts.

After all, if someone has a strong bloodline and does nothing, it will be enough to beat most warriors.

"No one teaches me, they are self-taught."

"Um?"

"Do you still remember the sword score you seized from Tenlong Temple during your trip to the southwest?"

Li Mochou said here, and a drunken blush appeared on his face:

"Mrs. Lan, after two hours of studying the sword score, she transformed from a 'weak woman' with no martial arts skills to a master of master who is well-known in the world."

"Six-Meridian Divine Sword?"

"Hmm? I said, it turned out to be the unique family skills of the Duan family of Dali..."

"Wait, just say it slowly... Are you just saying true?"

"yes."

"It took only two hours?"
To be continued...