His True Colors Chapter 2238

 Could it be that the bitch was coming to kill herself in the middle of the night?!

        I don't think so.

        If Lu Ruoxin wanted to do it, she would have done it just now, why wait until midnight? Besides, the old man was here, and judging from the fight between Han Qianqian and him today, this mysterious and unpredictable old man was definitely above his own cultivation.

        It could even be said that even if he were to return to his peak after the tribulation, Han Qianqian still felt that he could not defeat the old man.

        So under such circumstances, would Lu Ruoxin dare to make a move?

        Or perhaps she intended to talk to herself about Mo Yang and Blade Twelve?

        But to Han Qianqian's surprise, Han Qianqian waited for the whole half of the night, but there was never any light on in Lu Ruoxin's room, let alone the woman coming to find herself in the middle of the night.

        But just when Han Qianqian was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he even wondered if the old sweeper had failed in his prediction or if he was just overthinking things.

        When he turned over again, he didn't know when Lu Ruoxin, dressed in white, was standing in front of his bed.

        "What for?"

        "Your three friends, Blade Twelve and Mo Yang, are safe, don't worry, I have never tortured them, on the contrary, they are in management and are still living a good life, now, are you at ease?" Lu Ruoxin said in a cold voice.

        "What exactly do you want to do to release them?" Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.

        "I have already made my conditions earlier." Lu Ruoxin said indifferently, "However, I am not interested in talking to you about this now, come out with me."

        As soon as the words left her mouth, Lu Ruoxin walked out with quick steps.

        Han Qianqian wanted to refuse, but when he saw Lu Ruoxin walking out of the house, and the words of the old man who had swept the floor had been hovering in his ears, he thought about it and followed him out.

        The two walked out of the house, one after the other, and stopped at the central platform far from the house.

        "I'll do it, you watch."

        As soon as the words left her mouth, Lu Ruoxin directly moved her body and flew into the sky in a single bound.

        Under the moonlight, she was like a fairy, flying rapidly through the air.

        Immediately afterwards, the Xuan Yuan Sword in her hand lit up and she moved in the air.

        Even as strong as Han Qianqian, she was completely captivated by her swordplay and could not help but watch it intently.

        If Han Qianqian's use of the jade sword, which he had learnt from the old man's way of pinning ants, was a heavy sword without a sharp edge and a great deal of ingenuity, then Lu Ruoxin's swordplay was gorgeous and colourful, yet extremely subtle.

        Each move was extremely offensive and at the same time magically defensive. It was indeed hard to see such a Han Qianqian with offensive and defensive moves, and after she finished a set of swordplay, the whole woven out of the sword shadows was simply invincible and indestructible.


        "This is the Twelve Finger Sword Technique of the Lu Family, see?"

        Lu Ruoxin finished her sword dance and dropped her body.

        Han Qianqian was stunned, what did this mean? She was teaching herself the sword technique of their Lu family?

        Han Qianqian couldn't help but look up at the moon overhead, the sun wasn't fucking out.

        "Have you taken the wrong medicine?" Han Qianqian said with a frown.

        "You only have half an hour to learn it, and after half an hour I'll pass on another set of spells to you." Lu Ruoxin said in a cold voice, not even glancing at Han Qianqian.

        Han Qianqian was dumbfounded, there was another set of spells?

        Han Qianqian's eyes widened and he wanted to see if someone had put a knife around Lu Ruoxin's neck, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

        However, strange as it was, Han Qianqian pulled out his jade sword with a shake of his hand and swung it across his body in the same position as Lu Ruoxin had just used.

        On the ground, Lu Ruoxin didn't even look at it, and slowly explained the heart method to Han Qianqian.

        Han Qianqian's talent was truly outstanding. When Lu Ruoxin finally looked up after reading out the technique, Han Qianqian was already performing the Lu Family's Twelve Finger Sword in mid-air in a decent manner.

        "The Twelve Finger Sword of the Lu Clan is associated with the ten fingers of a person, and when the sword comes out it is like a person's ten finger attack." Lu Ruoxin saw that Han Qianqian had finished his sword dance and reminded.

        "Didn't it say twelve-finger sword? What about the two other fingers?"

        "The killing finger and the soul-breaking wisdom, just as your ten fingers can be squeezed into a fist or stretched out into a palm." Lu Ruoxin finished and swept a glance at Han Qianqian: "Tired?"

        "If you're not tired, I'll teach you a second set of spells."

        As soon as the words fell, Lu Ruoxin once again flew straight up into mid-air, and with a wave of her long sleeves in her hand, the Xuan Yuan Sword immediately flew into the sky, followed by the Xuan Yuan Sword transforming into two, two into a thousand, and a thousand into ten thousand.

        Seeing this scene, Han Qianqian was again dumbfounded, wasn't this what this bitch had used to beat herself at the top of Mount Qishan?

        That ten thousand swords were like rain, Han Qianqian still remembered it even now.

        "Xuan Yuan Sword Formation!"

        This was one of this woman's strongest killing moves, and she was teaching herself even this? What the hell is she doing again?

        "Look carefully, the Xuanyuan Sword Formation is far more difficult than the Twelve Finger Sword Technique!" Lu Ruoxin noticed Han Qianqian's wandering, and at this moment, she shouted coldly.

        As soon as the words fell, ten thousand swords fell from the sky.

        And just to Han Qianqian's surprise, the moon suddenly shrank into the dark clouds, and Lu Ruoxin's figure transformed into two and two into four ......


        What the fuck?

        Han Qianqian slapped himself directly, was he really not dreaming? This ...... bitch is crazy?