After Wang Meng's treatment, Mercury felt that the swelling in her wrists was significantly reduced. The cold feeling was really comfortable. It was so comfortable that she wanted to moan from her throat.

Because she had treatment experience last time, she was well prepared this time and bit her lips tightly, for fear that if she screamed at this time, it would be embarrassing.

Looking at Wang Meng's serious treatment, Mercury was in a trance. Sometimes Wang Meng seemed quite normal. If he didn't have those bad habits, he would actually be a pretty good man.

"Okay. Everything should be fine. Although there is still some swelling, if you sleep a little, you will be back to normal when you get up early tomorrow morning." Wang Meng let go of Mercury's hand and said. Such a small injury, for him,

It's at your fingertips and can be done easily.

Mercury moved his arms, not to mention that he didn't feel anything special. I have to say that Wang Meng is really a good doctor, much better than these temporary doctors on the set.

"How did you get injured?" Wang Meng thought it was strange that Mercury was injured. Logically speaking, such a big star should be heavily protected, so how could he be injured?

"It's nothing." Mercury shook her head, her face a little red. She didn't want to tell Wang Meng how she was injured. Once she told Wang Meng, the other party would definitely laugh at her.

Wang Meng was confused and turned to look at Huang Muyu.

"She accidentally sprained her sword while dancing." Huang Muyu was worried that the cause of the sprain would cause treatment problems. Mercury didn't want to say it, but she had to.

"Dancing with a sword? Can it hurt your wrist?" Wang Meng felt that this thing was really incredible. Of course, this was from his own point of view. After all, not everyone has his level of skill. Moreover, in this era of dance,

Swords are not a common form of entertainment. You must know that during the Qin Dynasty, all the slaves in the palace could dance with swords.

Mercury was a little unhappy when he heard this, and pouted: "What kind of tone are you talking about? Do you think sword dancing is that easy? It took me a long time to learn it. I just wasn't very good at it for a while.

, and wanted to apply it earlier, which led to a sprained wrist."

Wang Meng smacked his lips and said, "This is the first time I've heard that sword dancing can sprain your wrist."

"Tch, it sounds like you are a master of sword dancing. Since you are so good, show me a dance."

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today, let me dance for you!" Wang Meng nodded. The fight with Noda Duhong just now was not satisfying at all, so he could take this opportunity to have some fun.

"The bronze sword is over there." Mercury pointed to the tool rack not far ahead. A green bronze sword was leaning against a wooden box.

Wang Meng walked over and gently picked it up with his foot. The bronze sword flew up and held the hilt with one hand. When Wang Meng took the bronze sword, he knew that it was really a prop. It was too light and was completely hollow inside.

And it doesn’t have any edge at all. How is it different from a child’s toy?

It would be even more unbelievable if Mercury sprained his wrist while dancing a bronze sword like this. However, it is not surprising for the delicate girl nowadays.

Wang Meng held the bronze sword in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground, turned his body on the spot, and drew a circle in the void. Suddenly, the tip of the sword went straight up into the sky, and his body jumped more than half a meter high. His body shape changed in the air, his legs bent in the air, and the tip of the sword came from above.

It slid down quickly.

With both feet on the ground, the tip of the sword stabbed straight, shaking up and down like a snake, as if it was alive. Wang Meng leaned back, made a circle with his arms, and swept the bronze sword in front of him, performing a very difficult posture.

The bronze sword seems to have become a part of Wang Meng's body, and all his movements are completely integrated with the bronze sword. It's like the sword and man merge into one in a martial arts novel.

Sword dance is a form of expression that combines dance and martial arts, embodying the beauty of strength and femininity. If Wang Meng were a woman, the beauty would be enhanced again.

As Wang Meng flew up and down, the sword shadow was so beautiful that the staff walking around couldn't help but stop and watch.

This is so beautiful. It's really beyond people's expectations that a person can dance so beautifully with a sword. As Wang Meng continues to enter the good state, more and more people are around him, and almost everyone on the set has gathered around.

beside him.

Mercury was completely stunned! After watching for a while, she turned to look at Huang Muyu, who happened to be looking at her as well. The two looked at each other with the same emotion in each other's eyes.

No way? How come this guy dances the sword so beautifully!

If an old man dances with a sword better than a woman, it either means that the man has talent, or that, yes, he can only be considered half a woman.

Mercury felt extremely sad. She had always thought that she was excellent. Okay, let alone comparing herself with women now, she was far behind even half a woman like Wang Meng! Damn Wang Meng, you are such a man.

Women, how can pure women like us live?

At the end of a set of sword skills, everyone burst into warm applause.

A man came to Wang Meng excitedly and said with earnestness: "Mr. Wang, I really didn't expect that I could see such a perfect sword dance in my lifetime. Can you hand over this set of sword skills to me?"

Mercury, if she knows this swordsmanship, she will definitely shine on the screen."

"Wang Meng, this is Hu Mu, the director of this play." Huang Muyu knew that Wang Meng definitely didn't know him, so she took the initiative to introduce him.

"This set of swordsmanship is a bit difficult." Wang Meng is not stingy and doesn't want to teach it, but it requires some basic skills.

"Tch, you're looking down on people. If you don't teach me, how do you know I can't learn it?" Mercury said immediately unconvinced.

"Okay, okay then! Then you can practice! If you make any mistakes, I will guide you." Wang Meng handed the sword to Mercury.

Mercury held the sword with a speechless face and asked: "You haven't taught me yet, how do you want me to practice it?"

"Didn't I just practice once? Didn't you see?"

"..." Mercury is about to cry. He thinks he is a child prodigy! Just watch it once, who will remember it?

"Then I will practice it for you again, this time I will go slower." You know, Wang Meng learned it after just watching it once. Learning martial arts also requires talent. Therefore, how much he can master depends on Mercury himself.

Already.

Wang Meng slowed down his movements this time, and it took him nearly twice as long to practice the entire set of sword techniques before handing the sword to Mercury again.

"You should remember it now!"

"…………"

"Don't you remember it yet?" Wang Meng's head was a little big. If Yue Fei, Lin Chong and others were as stupid as Mercury, he would have killed this unsatisfactory disciple with a stick.

Huang Muyu snickered on the sidelines. It was really interesting to see Mercury's aggrieved and helpless look. It was interesting. When the other party had problems, of course she had to help.

"Wang Meng, how about this? You teach Mercury one move at a time, just like teaching dancing. Maybe he will learn faster that way."

"Okay!" What else could Wang Meng say? Seeing Mercury's depressed look, he couldn't say anything else. He took Mercury's hand and hugged him into his arms.

After Mercury exclaimed, her face immediately turned red. What was this guy doing? Why did he hug her suddenly? Then she thought too much. Wang Meng stood behind her and stuffed the sword into her

Then her left and right wrists were grabbed by Wang Meng from behind.
Chapter completed!