Yan Nantian said: "You are all the descendants of the Murong family? ”

Qin Jian hurriedly introduced everyone.

Yan Nantian looked at these uncles of the Murong family and said, "It turns out that they are all the sons and nephews of the deceased. ”

Qin Jian said: "My father is full of reverence for Yan Daxia, and the younger generations only hate to be born later, and they have never seen Yan Daxia's demeanor." ”

Yan Nantian snorted and said, "I heard that Qin Lao'er's tutor is very strict, how can you allow a child like you to swagger in the rivers and lakes?" You must know that the more people who know martial arts, the more they should restrain themselves, like you and other people who are consciously superior, what is the difference between them and the children of the gentlemen? Didn't your father teach you this? ”

Qin Jian and the others were so scolded that they didn't even dare to raise their heads, sweating like rain, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes......"

Feng Xiaoxiao sneered: "These words, only Yan Daxia can say, if it were me, I am afraid that I will already face my sword." ”

Qin Jian hurriedly said, "Don't dare." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sneered back.

They shouldn't dare to face each other with swords, but when they go back, they will definitely add fuel and vinegar to him, put a big hat on him, and expect to ask their parents to help them out.

All the disciples of the family are like this, regardless of ancient and modern.

Yan Nantian said: "I just hope that you will not use martial arts to dominate people in the future, and you will not use power to suppress people." ”

Qin Jian and the others lowered their heads and said in unison: "Yes." ”

Yan Nantian waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's body turned, and he actually left, much faster than Qin Jian's others.

Yan Nantian's speed was not slow, and he followed behind in an instant.

Feng Xiao Xiao looked left and right, only to see Xiao Mimi in the corner. Suddenly said angrily: "Why are you hiding so far?" Go and prepare a room for me, and I'm here. What are you afraid of, if he dares to cut you. I dare to kill Jiang Beihe. ”

Jiang Beihe suddenly shuddered, and couldn't help but lean towards Yan Nantian's side.

How could he not recognize Feng Xiaoxiao? The person who dares to rob Mr. Tong's wife will not be less afraid in his heart than he is for Yan Nantian.

Speechless all night.

Stay until the wee hours of the morning, when it's the darkest hour of the day.

Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.

The moon has not yet set, but it is no longer known.

The town by the river has a little more fog, with the freshness of dust.

The hideous bronze mask glowed with cold light, and the wide white robe was blown by the river breeze.

It's not at all related to beauty, but somehow. Feng Xiaoxiao felt so excited.

It seems that there is still an intimate residual warmth in the arms, as if you can still smell the quiet body fragrance, as well as endless joy and gentle whispering.

The cold silence swept over his eyes, as if a cold line was being drawn on the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao stopped abruptly and sighed, "Mr. Tong, you ...... Hello! ”

Ying Yue ignored him, didn't even look at him, and turned her gaze into the distance, looking at the eternal river.

Feng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he opened his hand and pounced.

This time was too sudden, and Ying Yue never expected that she would be hugged tightly by him.

The body, which was originally as cold as ice and hard as ice, suddenly became a little hot and soft.

Ying Yue snorted. Like a bird crying in the hollow, "Do you want to die?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao heard the slight tremor in the words, and a little burning that could not be concealed.

He immediately smiled. His hands were hugged tighter, and the wide white robe was extremely delicate and delicate.

And then. He screamed and jumped a few times. Like a cat that has been stepped on by its tail.

Before he could speak, he was stunned again.

Because Yan Nantian was standing over there.

The figure of Kui Wei, in the misty fog, looks like the god of the mountains descending from the sky.

Although he was empty-handed, he was more fearful than holding a divine sword.

Ying Yue's gaze met him, and he never parted again.

Feng Xiaoxiao is really in a hurry now.

Knowing that these two have already begun to fight, if they don't make a move, if they do, unless one of them dies, no one can stop it.

But Feng Xiaoxiao can't intervene at all, this is not a one-trick competition, or even a contest with deep internal strength, this is a spiritual showdown.

As long as there is a trace of flaw on one side, then the next move, which is also the first move, can distinguish life and death.

Except for the two of them, no one can intervene in it, otherwise it will be like a bubble punctured by a needle, and the two of them will involuntarily hit together.

There is absolutely no one in the world who can survive this blow.

Jiang Beihe cowered and hid at the door of the teahouse, secretly probing out.

He was completely confused!

Didn't Fengshen rob Mr. Copper's wife? Why are you hugging Mr. Copper again now, is it ...... Belch!

Fortunately, his martial arts are not low, at least he knows that Mr. Tong is not looking at Yan Nantian now, but fighting a life-and-death battle.

Jiang Beihe tiptoed back in.

None of the three people outside could be provoked by him.

If he didn't take advantage of this good opportunity to slip away, he wouldn't be called Jiang Beihe.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face was happy.

Jiang Beihe's movements couldn't hide from anyone in front of the teahouse at all.

Into the valley Yan Nantian can be distracted by this, and victory or defeat is divided.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be gloomy when he turned his mind.

Wouldn't it be too worthless for such a person to die because of this?

But he didn't move, calling him selfish or villainous!

After all, he couldn't watch Ying Yue die like this.

Who knew that Yan Nantian was like a tightened steel wire, stretched straight and straight, without even a trace of fluctuation.

On the other side of the Yangtze River, a red sun suddenly rose, and the world suddenly turned from black to white, and in an instant it was bright red like fire.

The red sun spewed light and heat vigorously, dispelling the cold mist on the streets and illuminating the distant mountains.

Yan Nantian and Ying Yue were still standing facing each other, looking at each other.

A small number of early risers have noticed the strangeness here, and they have stopped to watch from afar.

In their opinion, these two people have done nothing, just look at me like fools, I look at you.

But in the eyes of Feng Xiaoxiao, he saw a scorching fire, a piece of cold ice, one raging, one extinguishing, one like a rock, the other like a whirlpool.

Both were brewing, brewing a shocking blow.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back any longer.

He had a sword in his hand.

After the emerald green is a touch of red, this is the red that can compete with the red sun, mighty and upright.

He slowly raised his sword, and the blade pointed between the two.

He lifted it slowly, put it down even more slowly, and in his only slight movements, he was already frightened by the wind and thunder.

But after a long time, it seems that it has never fallen a little.

In the distance, someone finally screamed and recognized Yan Nantian.

Then in a short period of time, one to ten, ten to hundred, the town became a sensation.

Although there are not many people in the rivers and lakes here, there are also hundreds of people, especially Qin Jian and others, who have crowded to both sides of the street.

Everyone held their breath and watched quietly. (To be continued......)

PS: I almost didn't catch up with the departure before 12 o'clock, it's so dangerous!