The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Speaking of both ends, Zhao Qingyi is also in the summer vacation. Since May 1st took the worn-out kitchen knife to Longquan, she finally made a new knife. Zhao Qingyi felt that the painting style of Na Ling's exercises with a kitchen knife was too beautiful, so he redesigned the new knife. The blade of the old kitchen knife was not wide, so she cast it into the blade that looked like a Mongolian saber on the surface.

She took the knife to go back and forth, without the cooperation of the state department, she took a lot of thought.

Then the servants of the Zhao family discovered that since returning from a knife cast on May 1st, the white, rich, beautiful and petting little princess in the family has changed. She no longer lives in school. She is on the roof of the villa when she comes back at night or on weekends. Next to the Hanging Garden, he danced around with the knife that hadn't been fully opened.

Mr. Zhao is usually too busy with work and entertainment, and Mrs. Zhao sometimes also participates in the work of the troupe. Even if she can't look at her daughter every day, she has heard the news.

Mrs. Zhao forbids her precious daughter to play with knives, but the daughter just refuses to listen and pleads.

When Father Zhao came back, it was not a good word to persuade him. At the beginning, he came hard, and he broke into her room and put away her knife. After Zhao Qingyi came back from class and couldn't find the knife, he asked the servant, but the servant didn't know.

Then Zhao Qingyi asked Mrs. Zhao again, but Mrs. Zhao didn't admit it, and finally she doubted her father.

Father Zhao said, "I took it, how about it?"

"Dad, you give it back to me."

Father Zhao said: "You are a girl, you play antiques and music scores, what is it like for you to play this?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Dad, it's not what you think! Besides, I practice swordsmanship is a sports event, to keep fit, I...I plan to participate in the martial arts competition of the National Games."

"National Games?"

Zhao Qing nodded hurriedly, and said, "Dad, I am a college student, and I will be far away from campus after college. I haven't won any decent rankings in sports games since elementary school. This time is the time for me to fight for the last time. , How can you hold me back?"

Father Zhao said: "You are a little princess. When you were a kid, didn't you win prizes in piano competitions and juvenile ballets? Why do you want to participate in the martial arts swordsmanship event?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Those old projects are not interesting. Dad, do you think I am the kind of person who will take a knife to grab a gold shop for money? If I want a gold shop, you can open one for me, and I have money. Enough for flowers. I just want to experience the feeling of winning a martial arts championship."

Mrs. Zhao said: "Practicing martial arts is very hard. The hands will become rough and the body will become like a female man."

"Where will it be? It will only be more fit, okay?"

"That will hurt yourself."

Zhao Qingyi said: "When I was a child, I practiced ballet, and my toe was injured, but it will be fine. After I get better, the skills are my own."

The original owner was originally the kind of person who is prosperous among ladies and princesses, who knows piano and ballet, especially ballet. She is a person who can dance ballet or press her legs wherever she goes. After practicing ballet, the shape is very good.

If she didn't like archeology, antiques, etc., her parents would like to send her abroad to study music or dance.

Dad Zhao reluctantly returned her knife to her and told her: If it is too hard, don't practice. She doesn't lack a martial arts gold medal in the National Games.

Zhao Qingyi naturally agreed, so he had to practice knives hard. On weekdays, she does not allow servants to disturb her, but sometimes the servants will also see that the eldest lady is talking about holding a knife cross-legged and meditating, probably because she wants to be one with the knife.

Zhao Qingyi can feel that although the aura of this plane is thin, it is no less than the original role of Director Zhao Da. And her Zhao family's big villa is located in the land of the king of the capital, and the upstairs of the Zhao family can overlook the G Palace area, which is really a treasure of geomantic omen.

She was originally practicing Xuanmen authentic martial arts. This kingly energy helped her cultivate the spirits and absorb the essence of the moon, and she didn't slow down to work hard.

During the summer vacation, Zhao Qingyi naturally did not go out and practiced at home all day.

Zhao Shuo had just returned from Singapore. He had also heard that his younger sister practiced every day in order to win the National Games martial arts champion.

Zhao Shuo saw a woman in sportswear and white sneakers who looked like a dragon, tactfully and vigorously, spinning and leaping. The sword in her hand was sometimes simple and straightforward, and sometimes full of fancy.

Her posture is as beautiful as dancing. Sometimes the scimitar is taken off her palm, but it is like a basketball star playing basketball. The ball pops back, and the knife can return to her hand with a spin.

The sword air is like a rainbow, and the cold light reflects the sunlight. The summer in Beijing is so hot and the sun is so big, she doesn't care at all.

The knife hovering in the sky flew back to Zhao Qingyi's hand. After she retired, she let out a sulky breath and looked at Zhao Shuo with a sharp gaze. She was too attentive and found that someone did not carefully identify the person. She thought that a servant was coming to take a peek, and she was about to let someone go down.

Zhao Shuo was startled by her sharp gaze, Zhao Qingyi recognized that his expression turned soft, and said, "Brother, you are back."

Zhao Shuo returned to his senses and said, "Yiyi, have you practiced a peerless martial arts?!"

Zhao Qingyi smiled lightly: "It's not so exaggerated."

"But I see your tricks, the sword will fly up and slash, this can be a long-range attack, this is better than the martial arts TV series."

Zhao Qingyi said: "This...just like the ribbons and **** of rhythmic gymnastics, it uses clever power."

"No way?"

Zhao Qingyi walked over, pulled her brother back to the house to rest, and said, "Brother, don't care about these details."

"This is no longer a detail, as long as you are not blind or stupid, you can see it!"

"..."

"Yiyi, did you practice some peerless martial arts? What do you do? How do you practice, in modern society, these things are of no use other than sports."

"Then you said it was sports competition, and there are so many words."

"Aren't you going to be an archaeologist and collector? You want to be an athlete now? No athletes seem to have this unique skill."

"There are so many capable people and strangers in the world. Apart from the people in the mall, how many people have you seen?"

Zhao Qingyi dragged his brother to the small sofa next to the indoor swimming pool to take a good rest, but the latter still looked at her strangely.

"I used to go abroad for vacation in the summer to play everywhere, but now I stay at home. It turned out to be for this. Yiyi, you are becoming more and more mysterious."

Zhao Qingyi said: "What's mysterious, it's just a bit of kung fu practice from ancient books. I'm interested in practicing. You don't want to talk about it everywhere."

Zhao Shuo asked again and again, Zhao Qingyi had no choice but to perfuse, but in his heart he was thinking, in fact, practicing at home is very restrictive, and there is more than a month to start school, is it necessary to find an empty place to practice.

After all, if she encounters a stallion and gives her a chance, but her own skill is not enough, the pill-killing hand can't beat his sea of ​​anger, it will be harder than a dog in the sun.

In the evening, Zhao Qingyi finally did not rush to practice, and went out to Happy with her brother. Zhao Shuo didn't want to take her good sister to drink and dance crazy, but she was nineteen years old, so he would mention her when he had time, so that no one would take her, and she would be even more messy in the future.

——Although he doesn't worry about the girl's skill now, but the bad man is deceiving.

The two came to the "Four-Dimensional Space" club, a fun place for the rich second, third, and fourth generations. Zhao Shuo is a senior member here.

Although Zhao Qingyi doesn't have a membership card, he can enter this kind of place with companions brought by members.

Sun Shao saw that Zhao Shuo had brought the young beauty, and said hello with a smile: "Zhao Shao, brought a new girlfriend to play?"

Zhao Shuo said: "Not a girlfriend, but a sister."

When Wang Shao saw Zhao Qingyi's beautiful face, his upright spirit and the sense of elegance and nobility of the ladies were not comparable to those of ordinary women who wanted to be favored by them, his eyes couldn't help but brighten.

"Miss Zhao is a stunning beauty! No wonder your family hides so tightly."

Zhao Shuo said: "The little girl is still young, so please take care of her in the future. If you bully her, I won't agree."

"Who dares to have you there?"

Zhao Shuo also introduced Zhao Qingyi to Sun Shao, Wang Shao, Wang Shao, Li Shao and others. These people have some background in the Beijing circle and they are not short of money at home.

They don't look like moral gentlemen or how loving the party and the country. There must be a lot of time spent drinking and drinking, but from the perspective of metaphysics, Zhao Qingyi does not seem to be wicked criminals.

Zhao Qingyi followed Zhao Shuo to drink and play with them, feeling that they were a little boring, sometimes just holding her female partner and sneaking. Zhao Shuo didn't want her sister to come into contact with these things, but she was no longer young. Wouldn't it be more dangerous without him watching and letting her know the outside world?

While drinking wine, the manager suddenly brought a young girl in a white short skirt over and said: "Hello masters, this is the new Xiaoli. I would also like to ask the masters for your care."

The very young but hot beauty greeted everyone with a sweet smile, but she was very charming.

Several men were fascinated at first sight. Zhao Shuo knew that there are also beautiful boxers in the "four-dimensional space" (to accompany wine and persuade women to drink), but today I just brought an adult sister to have fun. This is a public introduction, and Zhao Shuo also thinks how many It's embarrassing.

Sun Shao hurriedly smiled and said, "It's a beautiful woman, sit down with me!"

The beauty sat down happily, and she was very close, and saw that although she had a pure temperament, she was dressed relatively cool and tight, with a high chest and a very low neckline.

The men except Zhao Shuo looked at her chest. Shao Li was a little drunk, holding a wine glass, and asked with a lazy smile: "If the chest is big enough, E or F?"

The woman seemed to be shocked, her eyes opened wide and she said, "What?"

Li Shao said: "Is the chest an E or F? Is it true?"

The woman seemed to understand at this time, a little embarrassed, and said, "There is no F, of course it is true."

"Give me a try, I'll give you ten thousand..."

Zhao Shuo shouted: "Li Zhen, you have enough."

Shao Li hadn't figured it out yet, and said, "Do you like Shao Zhao? Are you coming first?"

Zhao Shuo pulled Zhao Qingyi up and said, "Yiyi, let's go to the place to play."

Zhao Qingyi leaned on the sofa and said, "Brother, all right, what are you doing?"

Sun Shao finished the game and said: "Li Shao is a bit on the top of his drink, Zhao Shao, give me face, forget it."

Zhao Shuo hasn't spoken yet, Zhao Qingyi said: "I am here with my brother to disturb everyone, don't mind, I will join in the fun, you play yours."

Zhao Qingyi smiled, looking at the girl and found it interesting. Didn’t it say that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it is not allowed to be refined? Now that there is no guidance from Wang Qize, where did these goblins in the crowd come from?

It's still so messed up under the surface of this plane of singing and dancing, there are scum like Ji Tianming, and there are vixens who mix in high-end clubs.

Although the manager only wants to stay on this plane until the stallion evil is removed, she still has to take care of the aliens before her eyes.

Or, their fox spirits are naturally charming and inspiring. Will stallions be male foxes?

Where can the manager see the truth based on the memory of the original owner when he lost his mind?