When people are old, it is easy to get sad, especially when they watch the old people around them leave one by one.

"Girl, you see that your parents are not young, you should think about yourself, right?"

"Mom, you're talking about this again!" Ye Qing pouted, but then changed the topic: "Why don't we go back and stay for a normal time?"

"Go back and live for a while!?You're free, but I'm not retired yet, old lady!" Lin Guihua poked Ye Qing's head with her finger.

Ye Qing's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find an excuse to coax the two old men back.

But what made her speechless was that she couldn't think of any excuse, and the two old people didn't seem to have any plans to go back to retire for the time being.

Originally, he was thinking about letting the two of them go back to their hometown to avoid the limelight, but Ye Qing wanted to break his head, but he couldn't think of any good excuse for the two to give up their jobs.

Then it occurred to her that even if she returned to the countryside, she might not be safe.

With the abilities of the Song family and the Rong family, it is not difficult to find out the trivial matter of where Ye Qing's hometown is.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Ye Xuefeng also seemed to sense that Ye Qing's mood seemed to be a little wrong.

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly want to go back to my hometown. Ye Qing lowered her head and lied, barely trying to hide the worries in her heart.

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The next day, Ye Qing still got up for morning exercise as always.

Since she couldn't hide from it, Ye Qing preferred to solve the problem privately rather than bring the problem to her parents.

And this time, she finally saw Song Xiaoyao's handsome face in the park, but in Ye Qing's eyes, it was hateful.

"The last time I lost to you, it was just an accident. Song Xiaoyao looked at Ye Qing and said lightly.

Ye Qing didn't respond, but stared at him quietly.

Although the two had a brief fight last time, Ye Qing's sneak attack was even more important at that time, so although he was brutally abused, Ye Qing didn't feel that he would have an easy time facing him this time.

Although Ye Qing didn't know much about the sects in Dahua, she didn't even know much about her own sect.

It can be said that compared to the Dahua Martial Arts Realm, Ye Qing is like an alien-like existence.

At this moment, Ye Qing subconsciously felt that the serious kid in front of him seemed to be a little difficult to deal with.

"What do you want?" Ye Qing stared at him coldly.

"You are my woman, whether you admit it or not, that's the truth. "Song Xiaoyao is confident.

"Neurotic!" Ye Qing didn't bother to entangle with him verbally.

"I just want you to know that I, Song Xiaoyao, the true son of Wuji Xuan, are not as unbearable as you imagined, last time...... It was just an accident!"

"You want to tell me this when you come to see me?" Ye Qing's expression was still cold.

"Why don't we make a bet. You lose, listen to me, be my bed warmer. If you win, the marriage will be over!" Song Xiaoyao was obviously full of confidence.

Ye Qing sneered: "This bet is unreasonable, otherwise, I will lose, I will eat two steamed buns for breakfast today, you lose, you are from the palace!?"

Song Xiaoyao said angrily: "What kind of chips are you!?"

"Then what kind of bullshit chips are you talking about!?Why is it that in your bet, if you win, I have to lose myself to you, and if you lose, you don't have to pay anything!?"

Song Xiaoyao was speechless for a while, but he obviously didn't plan to pull it anymore, but sighed and said slowly: "It seems that there is no way to talk." ”

"Then come on!" Ye Qing stood up and stared at him coldly.

Since the matter can't be got rid of anyway, let's just go straight to the bottom of the kettle.

Cripple this so-called Song Xiaoyao to death, I see how you can marry me!

Song Xiaoyao didn't seem to want to say much, looked at Ye Qing quietly, and then slowly put on a very elegant posture.

Ye Qing snorted coldly, then leaned forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Xiaoyao's arm, and at the same time, his body was short, as if he wanted to drill under Song Xiaoyao's armpit.

This trick again!?

Song Xiaoyao sneered.

This damn slut, as soon as he made a move, he still fell over the shoulder!

You really think I'm dead, huh!?

At the moment, he was not polite, and his hand slapped it lightly, directly taking Ye Qing's chest.

Ye Qing didn't wait for the move to get old, the two hands that grabbed his arms suddenly changed direction, and his right hand slashed directly at Song Xiaoyao's neck in the shape of a knife.

Song Xiaoyao didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his hand to slap Ye Qing's wrist.

Syllable!

The palms of the two slapped together fiercely!

Ye Qing's body was shocked and took three steps back, on the other hand, Song Xiaoyao over there, just shook his body slightly, and then stood firm.

Ye Qing's heart sank.

This Song Xiaoyao really has some doorways!

A few days ago, I was defeated under my own hands, but I am afraid that it was really because of carelessness that I misestimated my strength!

"Sure enough!"

Song Xiaoyao's heart was slightly happy.

The clash of forces made him certain of one thing.

Ye Qing's cultivation is indeed an entry sage, and the entry time is obviously later than him, and the entry sage is obviously inferior to him!

Thinking of this, his heart was full of fear, and he bullied himself again.

This time, he made a move like Ye Qing, and reached out to grab Ye Qing's wrist, and at the same time, his body was short, intending to drill into Ye Qing's armpit.

He actually followed Ye Qing's appearance and was ready to give Ye Qing a shoulder fall!

Ye Qing was slightly angry in her heart.

That guy is so provocative when he shoots!

At that moment, Ye Qing also became serious, swept his legs with one foot, and forced Song Xiaoyao's hand back.

The two immediately fought in a ping-pong fight.

Song Xiaoyao is worthy of being the Holy Son of Wuji Xuan, he has a lot of kung fu in his hands, and various moves and routines emerge in an endless stream, which is dazzling.

On the contrary, Ye Qing's moves were much simpler, which she learned in the martial arts association when she was in college, and her master Wen Renruyan didn't teach her anything at all except to teach her to practice.

When he appeared some time ago, he passed a few martial arts, but the power was too great, and if he didn't control it well, he would hurt himself, so he didn't have to do it, and Ye Qing didn't want to use those moves.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Several consecutive hard encounters made Ye Qing's complexion change abruptly.

At this moment, she finally truly experienced how big the gap between herself and Song Xiaoyao was in terms of strength!

Every time she collided, Ye Qing would take half a step back, and her fists, calves and other positions that collided with the other party were so painful that her hands and feet trembled slightly.

But Ye Qing was not only not afraid, but the anger in her heart was completely aroused!

There weren't too many tricks, so she used the moves she learned in the martial arts association and rushed straight forward without hesitation.

Song Xiaoyao looked calm, and he shot with ease, and under Ye Qing's attack, it seemed as if he was strolling leisurely.

Tease!

This is clearly a joke!