"I've never hugged you, you're remembering it wrong!"
Tang Zijun thought to herself, since you don't remember, then I won't admit it either. It was you who hugged me, not me hugging you.
"Uh, is that really the case?"
Su Sheng scratched his head again, he really had a blackout, "Wait for a moment, I've found the feeling for using the sword."
As he spoke, he ignored the others and started practicing his swordsmanship on his own. No problem, it was incredibly smooth. Holding the sword in his left hand, he just needed to follow his instinct. Every time after Stealing Heaven to Comprehend the Dao, he had done this, already having rich experience.
Three people, no, now four were dumbfounded, but this time Lan Yuling's attention was on Su Sheng's swordplay. After watching intently for a while, she noticed that Su Sheng's moves had changed somewhat from when they had sparred before.
