Guo Xiang was worried in his heart, could it be that his brother-in-law was bullying the eldest sister? It's just that the eldest sister's voice was too strange, soft and greasy, and she was hot all over her body when she heard it, and it was indescribably weird.

"You little jealous woman, the master will punish you well!" the vicious voice sounded, followed by a few moans from the eldest sister.

Oh my God, is this my brother-in-law's voice?

Guo Xiang felt that his mind was in a mess, was this the brother-in-law he admired? How could this voice be so evil? Is he bullying the eldest sister?

A few intermittent moans, followed by heavy wheezing, Guo Xiang was worried at first, and suddenly thought of the blush on the faces of Sister Xiaoyu and several of them before they came, and they said that the eldest sister would definitely not be able to get out of bed when she was blushing, which made her very confused at that time, and at this time, she suddenly felt a little realized.

Suddenly a fire burned all over her body, and her whole body was so hot that she was ashamed! She wanted to open her mouth and scold them a few times, but the forcible and imperceptible moans in it made her dare not stay for a moment, and ran away in a panic.

Xiao Yuesheng, who is eating a lot on the bed, naturally knows everything, but he is not a serious and good person, although he has a sister-in-law outside, he can't affect his actions, he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't know anything about children, so he doesn't have to avoid suspicion.

Early in the morning, Jiaxing City Feiyun Inn

The luxury of the Tianzi room is as amazing as its room price, the ordinary people, it is difficult to imagine, live for one night, you need to pay two taels of silver, the current world, two taels of silver can buy a thousand catties of rice, ordinary people, etc., are daunting.

Jiaxing City as a Qi auxiliary land, the hometown of Longxing, the degree of prosperity is said to be prosperous, like Feiyun Inn such a high-end inn, Jiaxing City still has a few.

Tianzi room is called a guest room, it is better to say that it is a courtyard is more suitable, a courtyard, a few houses, a piece of bamboo, a few piles of rocks, although the courtyard is not big, but it is arranged extremely elegantly, there is the style of the garden, although the sparrow is small, the five organs are complete.

In the courtyard of this Xiaoxiang residence, five people hold swords and stand solemnly, silent as stone, like a rockery statue in the courtyard, the morning light is like a glow, dyeing the five people red.

The two are very young, dressed in satin, slightly flashing black light, standing on both sides of the courtyard, on the side is the bamboo forest Xiao Xiao, the other three are middle-aged, purple-clothed cranes, standing in the middle of the courtyard behind a pile of rockeries, this continuous like a shrunken mountain rockery, like a screen, between the courtyard entrance and the main hall, can not be seen at a glance.

Inside the east house, the atmosphere is as solemn as a mountain.

On the kang in the house, three people with snow-white eyebrows and pale faces closed their eyes like old monks, all wearing moon-white short clothes, sitting in a group.

The upper body of the surrounded person is naked, his face and body are like Tu Dan, the red is better than the face of Guan Erye, the white gas on his head is steaming, just like the scene of steamed buns boiling in the pot, although the red face is pretending to be calm, the steep eyebrows can not hide the pain, it is Murong Ye, the contemporary head of the Murong family.

The three old men all stretched out their hands together, their palms against the big acupoints in front of and behind Murong Ye, their long eyebrows were like snow, they wanted to cover their eyes, and their faces were wrinkled like the bark of a pine tree, but instead of being ugly, they were full of simplicity and tranquility, just like the pine standing on the top of the mountain.

The faces of the three people turned red, although it was difficult for outsiders to notice, the soft woman sitting not far from the kang could see at a glance that the white gas on the heads of the three people was getting thicker, the windows next to the kang were closed, and the white gas was lingering, and the sky above was like a fairyland.

When the woman in white sat upright, her posture was tall and delicate, with a straight nose, apricot round eyes, and a joy in her gentle eyes, which was amiable.

She watched the four people on the kang motionlessly, the anxiety in her eyes was almost covered, demure and stable, very beautiful and beautiful.

In an instant, beads of sweat from the three old men who were doing the work were like rain, very abrupt, gargling down, dripping onto the kang along the chest-high silver whiskers, as if someone had poured water on top of their heads, and then their faces were as red as blood as Murong Ye, and the steaming heat on their heads became more and more intense.

The three of them were like old monks, and their quiet and peaceful faces showed a look of pain, but Murong Ye's eyebrows were much more relaxed.

"Huh!" The three of them closed their palms together, both palms were as crystal as jade, round as jade carvings, as if they were glowing with cold air, which was extremely inconsistent with their age.

The palms are folded to the chest, and then lowered to the umbilicus, exhaling slightly, and the sound of light is like wind and thunder, and the sound is faint.

The delicate woman sat at the sandalwood table two steps away from the kang, as quiet as a virgin, and she could feel that as the three of them exhaled, the temperature in the room rose sharply, as if a stove had been burned.

She rose up, and the three cotton hand towels on the table were picked up by her, sat on the edge of the kang, and helped the three old men wipe the sweat on their foreheads, with gentle movements, very gentle and dedicated.

The three old men slowly opened their eyes and looked at the woman who was gently wiping her sweat, her eyes were full of love, but they also let her serve her.

"Yu'er, your father is fine today, but whether he can survive Ming Yue, alas, ......! It's hard to say!" The old man sitting cross-legged in front of Murong Ye on his right side shook his head, and his warm eyes showed a little dazedness, which made Murong Yu, who helped him wipe the sweat on his forehead, feel sour.

In the blink of an eye, the sweat stains on his face had disappeared, and when she finished wiping her forehead, he took Murong Yu's hand towel and wiped his silver beard, and the red color on his face slowly faded.

"Alas, this palm power is really too domineering, unprecedented, he can survive Xiaoye so far, it is rare!" The person in front of Murong Ye on the left side also sighed, and gently shook the handkerchief in his hand, like a gust of wind lightly holding the handkerchief, and landed on the sandalwood table next to the kang.

The faces of the three old men are similar, and in addition to the fact that they are old and sophisticated, and their faces are full of wrinkles, it is extremely difficult to distinguish them clearly.

The last old man also opened his eyes, the electric light flashed, the room suddenly lit up, slowly dissipated, both hands raised, from the forehead along the Ren vein, ten fingers in the chest slightly swirling, as if two pear blossoms bloomed, slowly falling, dazzling.

After the ten fingers formed a fearless seal on the dantian, he glanced at Murong Ye with his back to him, and the color of pity was faint, and he also shook his head and sighed: "Well, if you don't have the ancestor's cold jade pendant, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on to today!

Murong Yezhou's body was all red like iron burned red, and a palm-sized snow-white jade pendant was close to the dantian, and the two palms overlapped and pressed on top of the jade pendant.

This jade pendant is a cold jade pendant handed down by the ancestors of the Murong family, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and is extremely helpful for cultivating internal strength.

As the contemporary head of the family, Murong Ye has always worn it, but he didn't know what the specific use was, until he was in the palm of the heavenly thunder, and the three elders of the upper hall pointed out that this pendant was a cold jade pendant, which had the effect of dispelling fire and reducing dryness, and could suppress the qi of the yang.

It's a pity that the jade pendant is too small, and the heavenly thunder palm is endless, all over the body, a small piece of cold jade pendant, but it is powerless to stop it, so it is placed in the dantian under the umbilicus to dissolve the yang energy in the sea of qi.

The Murong family has a secret method that can ingest all the breath of the whole body into the dantian, and in the meridians, without leaving a trace of breath, it is the supreme mental method of concealment.

So the breath of the whole body, all stung in the dantian, using the cold jade pendant to suppress, the cold jade is buried deep under the glacier, absorbing the cold qi of heaven and earth, the jade pendant is stimulated by the thunder of the sky to the yang, and the deep to the yin to the cold qi is released to rush out, suppressing the qi of the yang.

But how can the power of the Heavenly Thunder Palm be so easy to crack, the person in the palm, the balance of the five elements in the body has been broken, and there is no place around the body that does not change with it, even if the person with profound internal strength is powerless, the person in the Heavenly Thunder Palm is definitely not able to be healed by internal strength.

Murong Yu was dressed in a white shirt, her slender willow waist was worrying, her eyes were soft and round on her slender neck, and there was beauty in her quietness.

"Alas, this person who made a move is too vicious, such a vicious palm power, that is a murderous intention!"

"The second brother is right, this guy does have murderous intentions, if he has to suppress Xiaoye's injuries, the old man will definitely take that person's dog's life, and he dares to break ground in our Murong family!"

"Okay, let's talk nonsense! I'm old and boneless, and I'm still fighting my surname! You go? It's useless if you go!"

"Big brother is too underestimated! I don't believe it, that grandson is really so powerful, Xiaoye has been injured, and he has lost people, so it is very possible to exaggerate the opponent's martial arts!"

"Is Xiaoye that kind of person? don't talk nonsense and let Yu'er laugh at you...... Can you stand such a slap? You don't exaggerate your opponent's martial arts, but you exaggerate your own! Shut up!"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

If in normal times, Murong Yu must cover his mouth and chuckle, although the three uncles are majestic and dignified in front of outsiders, they are awe-inspiring and look up, but few people know about them, in peacetime, they are like children, the second uncle and the third uncle like to quarrel, especially the third uncle, he likes to play the most and goes crazy, only the eldest uncle can suppress him.

It's just that at this time, her father is worried about his surname, how can she laugh!

"Alas, Xiaoye's talent has been difficult to come out for a hundred years, and then there is the Northern Spiritual Skill, it is Qiao Feng back then, I am afraid that the skill is only like this, I don't want to be hit by this!" The old man sitting behind Murong Ye had a warm and clear gaze, stroked his chest and long hair, and sighed slowly, he was the eldest of the three, and he had no mercy on the third brother.

There was silence in the house again, and this blow was too shocking.

With the brilliant martial arts more than 150 years ago, it slowly turned into gloom, countless peerless learnings were lost, and the flourishing era of martial arts with a hundred flowers contending and miraculous skills emerging in an endless stream has gone forever.

And the Murong family was forbearant and stinged in the martial arts.

However, the collection of books of the Murong family is well preserved, and countless peerless learnings are hidden in it, which is far from being comparable to those martial arts factions.

Although the mountains and rivers are not revealed, when it comes to strength, the people of the Murong family are all extremely proud and have the courage to give up their own people, but they have great ambitions, but they are not publicized, and they are still waiting for the opportunity.

For Jiaxing City, they are also quite eye-catching, there were small gangs belonging to the outer hall to explore the way, all of them returned, if there was no Murong Yu's obstruction, I am afraid that the elite would have been exhausted long ago and forced into Jiaxing City.

"Alas, eldest brother, how did this Sun Ziming's martial arts practice? It is really incomprehensible that he can be so strong...... If you don't get rid of this person, your heart will be restless!" The person who spoke was second, and a wooden hairpin was inserted on the top of his head, with an indifferent atmosphere.

Murong Ye has the Northern Spiritual Skill, the skill is profound, and it has reached an unfathomable realm, even the three of them, and they are slightly inferior, and then there is the wonderful Ling Bo Weibu, even if the ancestor Murong Bo is resurrected, I am afraid that it is not his opponent, it is really unimaginable, in today's martial arts, there are still people with deeper skills than him!

"Second uncle, don't!" Murong Yu, who was staring at his father, hurriedly spoke, swept away his weak breath, and his tone was resolute.

"Oh, why not?" the second uncle looked at her lightly, and asked calmly, not angry at her direct rejection.

"Yes, yes, why not?! Yu'er, even though that grandson is powerful, but the three of us are together, I don't believe that we can't clean him up!" Her third uncle was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and he was busy adding fuel to the fire, his face was wrinkled and dry like pine bark, and under the crowding, there was an indescribable vividness, and there was no trace of twilight in his body, which was very different from the quiet and quiet air of the exercise just now.

Murong Yu's soft face showed a wry smile, she first brought the tea cup on the table to the three uncles one by one, and then sat on the edge of the kang, stroked the hair around her ears, and said softly: "Three uncles, that grandson is very powerful, far from what we can imagine, if you can not be an enemy with it, you can't be an enemy, you can't go straight to its edge." ”

"Hehe, Yu'er, this doesn't look like what you said!" The third uncle held the tea cup, tilted his head, stroked the silver hair under his chin with one hand, and smiled with a playful look.

The other two didn't react much, just calmly uncovered the teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked at her quietly.

"Tell me, what's going on?" the uncle opened his mouth as if he was snorting, his tone was indifferent and stern, looking at Murong Yu's eyes, but with doting.

Murong Yu smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, gentle and pleasant, like a ray of sunlight shining into the room, and suddenly brightened a little.

"This grandson Ming martial arts people are called the Heavenly Thunder God Claw, the reputation is faintly the top of the world, except for the hero Guo Jing and the Condor Heroes couple, I am afraid that it is difficult to have an enemy, but its whereabouts are hidden, to no one knows, but few people know, the first business name in the south of the Yangtze River Ziming business shopkeeper, is the day of the Thunder God Claw Sun Ziming. ”

She spoke eloquently, not slowly, her voice was like a spring breeze blowing willows, and listening to her gentle and pleasant voice was a kind of enjoyment.

"Hmm?...... The so-called hidden in the city, this is not unusual, no one has noticed?" The third uncle spit out the lid of the cup in his mouth, and gently fell on the cup in his hand, just right, as if using his hand, he looked at the other two with some surprise, and said with a smile: "Have people become so stupid now?"

Murong Yu's star-like eyes glanced at him, with a slight hint of disgust, the slender and mellow jade hand stretched out, and the bamboo shoot-like jade fingers bent lightly one by one, "This Ziming trading house is already the largest business in the south of the Yangtze River, shipping, carriages and horses, restaurants, inns, grain stores, cloth shops and even gold and stone antiques, everything!"

Then he glanced at the third uncle: "Its people are extremely tanned, so all-encompassing, not chaotic, and there is a tendency to steam, according to Yu'er's speculation, a few years later, this Ziming business, I am afraid that it will become one of the top two in Jiangnan, and this Sun Ziming is now the richest man in Jiangnan, who would have thought that he is actually the heavenly thunder god claw?!"

"Hehe, it's funny, this rich man, but he is a top master, it's very rare!

He shook his long silver hair, which was a sign that he was having a lot of fun, as if he was already interested in his grandson Mingda.

The uncle's snow-white long eyebrows moved slightly, his dry face, and his eyes looked extremely warm and clear, but at this time, there was a hint of thought, "Well, martial arts are superb, and he is good at calculation, this Sun Ziming is indeed not easy to deal with!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned to the door, as if he was aware of it, and glanced at Murong Yu again.

Murong Yu also heard a slight knock outside the door, turned around and got off the kang, lifted the curtain, and walked out.

Without waiting for the three uncles to ask, Murong Yu raised the invitation card in his hand with the white and elegant Yue, "It was Guanlan Villa that invited Yu'er to have lunch together." ”

"Oh?" the uncle took the invitation casually, opened it and glanced at it, handed it to the second brother opposite, cast an eager look at the third brother as if he hadn't seen it, and turned his clear gaze to Murong Yu: "Where is this Mission Hills Villa sacred, why did you invite you to go?"

"Huh, this invitation is also elegant, and the texture is not silk or paper, which is very strange!"

The second uncle let the invitation in his hand be snatched away by the third brother, his old face was full of wrinkles moved slightly, showing a little smile, he just looked over and over, it was deliberately to make the third brother anxious, but he unintentionally inserted willows, and found the strangeness of this invitation.

"Uncle, the amateur fairy of the Rejuvenation Hall is the wife of the owner of Mission Hills. Murong Yu said softly, starry eyes looked at the third uncle, seeing him smearing and ravaging the invitation, he was a little worried, I hope that the third uncle will be merciful and don't make the invitation unseemly.

"Hmm-?!" the uncle snatched back the invitation, he shot like lightning, and the third uncle, who was making a lot of fun, glared, his dry lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Murong Yu took the Yuebai Suya invitation handed over by the eldest uncle with both hands, pursed his lips and glanced at the third uncle with a slight smile, and the smile made the third uncle couldn't help but glare at her.

"Uncle, no matter how strong Sun Ziming's martial arts are, it is not a problem, after all, people's energy is limited, his business is so big, it will consume a lot of energy, there is no time for him, we just avoid him...... Do you say yes, uncle?!"

Murong Yu spoke softly, smiled smartly, smiled like a flower, and looked at her uncle like water, she knew who was in charge.

"Yu'er, strange, strange, really strange!" The third uncle wrapped his fingers around his long hair, tilted his head sideways, and looked at Murong Yu's smiling face like flowers, his old face like dry and loose skin, filled with a strange smart and cunning aura.

"What's the matter, Third Uncle?" Murong Yu smiled with bent eyes, and fanned the invitation in his hand, as if he was deliberately angry with the Third Uncle.

She has been playing with her childlike third uncle since she was a child, and she is the most intimate.

The third uncle rolled his eyes, didn't look at the hateful invitation, and suddenly leaned forward: "Are you in love with that grandson, rain girl?!"

"Third Uncle-!" Her beautiful face was suddenly full of shame, and she glared at the third uncle with a smug face with some shame, and said hatefully: "It's really disrespectful to the old!"

"Hah...... "The third uncle was about to laugh loudly, and suddenly saw Murong Ye in front of him, who was pranayama, and suddenly turned into a smile, but he was proud in his heart but did not express himself, as if he had not finished drinking, he was uncomfortable, so he took out the silver whisker in his hand, put it all in his hand, and clenched it hard, like kneading dough, and when he let go of his hand, it was already a mess.

The other second elders smiled and watched, and the second uncle slowly stroked his beard and said: "Hehe, the third child's words are not nonsense, according to Yu'er's way of doing things, you will design to get rid of this Sun Ziming and take over the business in his hands, wouldn't you kill two birds with one stone?"

"Exactly, indecisiveness, but not Yu'er's doing...... But it's not a bad thing to be able to marry that Sun Ziming, well, looking at the world, only that Sun Ziming can be worthy of our Yu'er!" The uncle, who has always been strict and silent, also added fuel to the fire, but in his tone and demeanor, he was full of pride, Murong has a daughter, and the dragon girl in the world is also.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Murong Yu did not run out in shame, but gradually faded away from his blush, smiled peacefully, and said softly: "Uncle, it's not that Yu'er is timid, but it's about Daddy's surname, you can't be careless, besides, this grandson is very strong in the background, we can't move him!"

"Huh?" The atmosphere of light banter in the room suddenly cleared, and the three of them looked at her.

"Although this Sun Ziming is extremely difficult to deal with, his master is afraid that it is even more difficult to deal with!" Murong Yu shook the invitation card in his hand, "The owner of this Mission Hills Villa is Sun Ziming's mentor!"

"Sun Ziming's master, Guanlan Villa, Plain Hand Fairy, what the hell is going on, Yu'er, tell me carefully, don't sell Guanzi again!"

Although the uncle frowned, he could only see his snow eyebrows move, he knew that Yu'er was full of wisdom and never lied, even if she said that she couldn't be provoked, she must really not be provoked.

"His master, is his master still alive?" the third uncle asked busily with his beard pulled, his tone full of strangeness and incomprehension.

"Well, he is alive, and he is still Guo Daxia's fast son-in-law!" Murong Yu opened the elegant invitation, and the faint cloud patterns on it seemed to be a layer of fog, which made people feel hazy and couldn't see clearly.

The three of them were speechless, looked at each other, and looked at each other, even at the north and south ends, the name of Guo Jing and Guo Daxia was like thunder.

;