Chu Zhi led Luo Ci to the martial arts field, where many disciples practiced swords.

Although very few people can approach Lingwu Mountain Villa, there are quite a few disciples in it, and they are among the best in the arena. Even in the recognized first party, they are not inferior.

Most of these disciples are descendants of the first disciples of the villa. When they go down the mountain to practice, if they find a loved one, they can test the harmlessness of the other party through the villa and allow the other party to live for a long time.

It's just that there was a case where the disciples of the villa betrayed their teachers for love. Slowly, the disciples of the villa were very repulsive to outsiders.

Of course, parents like Luo Ci who are all disciples of the old village owner are not included in this list.

Chu Zhi was dressed in a strong black suit, and was tall and thin, but not thin. His slender eyes drooped slightly, looking at the hand he was holding with the little girl beside him, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

He should have let go, but he just didn't want to let go.

He was reluctant to let go, and deep in his heart, he seemed to be eager to get along with her, as if he had been unwilling to ask for it, so at the moment when he held her hand, he felt a light and unreal feeling.

Obviously, the other party is just a stranger, and it is time to let go of the martial arts field, but she is afraid that she will disappear once you let go.

Chu Zhi's slender lips pursed slightly, he didn't want this unfamiliar emotion to control him.

Sora felt that he had no memory, and he subconsciously chose to avoid it.

After hesitating for a moment, he let go of Luo Ci's hand, and his voice was a little dull, "This is the martial arts field of the villa, where we usually practice martial arts and swords."

Just after he said that, the disciples on the martial arts field noticed their side, and found a little girl next to the little junior brother who had always been cold-faced and ignored, and they all cast curious glances.

One of the daring disciples, about sixteen or seventeen years old, approached with a smile on his face, "Little Junior Brother, where did this little sister come from?"

Chu Zhi glanced at him lightly, "This is Master Luo's daughter."

The only one who can make Chu Zhi a master is the disciple of the old village owner, that is, the current King of Huai'an.

For King Huai'an, many disciples of Lingwu Villa have heard of it, and many of them are even little fans of King Huai'an.

That hippie smiling disciple is one of the fans.

After hearing that Luo Ci was the daughter of King Huai'an, she became a lot more serious in an instant. She had to be as honest as she could be, as if she behaved well in front of her and behaved well in front of King Huaian.

The disciple asked rather embarrassedly, "Little sister, where is your father?"

In fact, this disciple looks rough and mad, but he has a sense of sight of a little daughter-in-law, which is really hard to look at.

Luo Ci glanced at the disciple silently, feeling like she wanted to cover her face, but she still replied, "In the hall."

Probably because the daughter of the idol was very excited to see the idol, the disciple patted his chest cheerfully, "Uh, little junior sister, that's right. Wherever the little junior sister wants to go, senior brother can take you around. Senior brother lives here. After 16 years, I can't be more familiar with the villa. By the way, the little sister can call me Xiong Xiong."

Brother Xiong felt that the younger brother had a cold face, and he would definitely scare the younger sister, and he didn't seem to be patient, so he might as well bring it.

Chu Zhi's beautiful and slender eyes were stained with sullen anger, and he glared at Senior Brother Xiong, he gritted his teeth slightly, and his tone was extremely unhappy, and he deliberately emphasized the word Shi Niang, "Your Shi Niang asked me to take her there. Walk around the villa."

He didn't say he didn't want to be with her.

He's just... a little not used to it.

Hearing Shi Niang, Senior Brother Xiong was cowardly. He was usually trained so much that he formed a conditioned reflex and avoided it.

Senior Brother Xiong said embarrassingly, "The little junior sister should let you take it, I will continue to practice swordsmanship."

Speaking of which, Senior Brother Xiong was in a hurry. He didn't look like he was sixteen at all, but it was possible for him to be twenty.

He still didn't forget to say hello to Luo Ci, "Little Junior Sister, I'll come to you next time!"

The thick lines are completed and you can't feel Chu Zhi's cold knife.

After he left, Chu Zhi's expression softened. He looked down at Luo Ci, "Do you want to practice martial arts?"

She can be regarded as a disciple of the villa, and it is not wrong for Senior Brother Xiong to call her younger sister. The disciples of the villa can naturally practice martial arts together. Now that she is only eight years old, it is not too late to learn martial arts.

I just don't know if she can suffer.

Chu Zhi thought about it so much to himself, but completely ignored that Luo Ci was only here to escape the summer heat, and would leave after three months at most.

Unless King Huai'an knew that he could not protect her well, he would not let her live in Lingwu Villa for a long time. Their father and daughter are rarely closer, how could they be willing to let her live outside.

Luo Ci was stunned, then she bent her eyes and nodded her head, "Yes!"

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to touch her eyes.

When did these eyes show a smile, such a thought vaguely emerged in my heart.

He was stunned for a moment, and there was a little bit of dazedness in the depths of his dark pupils, but his pretty face was still cold.

It wasn't that he wanted to be cold to her, even if the uncontrollable feeling he faced with her made him want to avoid her, he didn't want to be cold to her.

He often had a cold face, but it was because his mother liked to dress him up as a little girl, and this face was difficult to distinguish between males and females, and he was recognized as a girl many times outside.

Chu Zhi regained his senses, and lowered his voice slightly, "I'll take you to go shopping elsewhere, and start practicing martial arts tomorrow."

How could a guest ask her to practice martial arts on the first day? As far as he knew, it would take two or three days to get here from the capital. She was so young and a pampered little princess in the mansion, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

Maybe it's just a passing interest to practice martial arts.

However, in her capacity, there is no need to practice martial arts.

He raised his foot and took two steps, paused and walked back to hold her little hand, "I'll take you to my yard first, and I'll have lunch later."

Luo Ci followed him obediently the whole time, letting him hold her.

When she was halfway, she lowered her head to think about things, didn't pay attention to the tree in front, and almost bumped into it, but fortunately, Chu Zhi was quick, and pulled her into his arms.

He held a fluffy little dumpling in his arms. It was probably the first time he had come into contact with a little girl like this. His tender and beautiful face was dyed a little crimson. He turned his head slightly, not very adaptable. See the road?"

Luo Ci blinked, "Senior brother is here."

Chu Zhi paused for a while, but didn't respond, just let go of her hand and held her hand again, walking forward slowly.

This time, he focused more on his surroundings, guarding her to prevent her from bumping into him.

After all, a child's body is extremely fragile, and the slightest carelessness can lead to loss of life.

There used to be six or seven-year-old children in the villa who went to the back mountain to play, fell into the water and died prematurely.

If Luo Ci looked up at him, he could see that his earlobes were slightly red.