"Good guy, this guy is hiding a little deep. ”

Chen Shuye is very clear about Wang Lieyun's strength, don't say that a people's teacher is just an ordinary person, even if he is a legendary martial arts master, he will be unconscious after Wang Lieyun, how can he be so calm and light?

Wang Lieyun came back to his senses, glanced at Xia Yuanping in surprise, and a playful smile flashed on his face, "Tsk, Professor Xia, it's hidden, dare to ask when it started, all the university professors in Huaxia have such skills?"

"Hehe, he is worthy of being a disciple of Northern Kunlun and a junior brother of the King of People, this body practices kung fu, and the old man is willing to bow down. ”

Xia Yuanping smiled strangely, bent over and bent his knees, and gently pushed his left foot back, slamming towards Wang Lieyun.

Yang Qian came back to his senses from Xia Yuan's words, his face was solemn, he looked around, and carefully looked at the layout of the second floor of this small bungalow, not even letting go of the corner. Then his body moved, and he came to Chen Shuye and stood still.

"Big brother. ”

Chen Shuye called softly.

"Did you hear that?" Yang Qian asked in a low voice.

"I hear you. ”

Chen Shuye nodded, answered, and turned his head to look at the battle situation in the room.

"Did you say he recognized us, or did he already know we were coming?"

Chen Shuye was silent for a long time, and replied, "If you recognize us, it's fine, if you wait for us to come......"

Chen Shuye didn't finish his words, but he believed that Yang Qian understood.

Sure enough, Yang Qian pondered for a long time, and nodded at Chen Shuye, "You don't have to worry about the fifth person, Xia Yuanping is probably not his opponent, and it is only a matter of time before he loses." You have to always open your eyes to the sky, beware of the pen fairy in the dark, no matter how powerful Xia Yuanping is, it is impossible to disembowel people out of thin air. ”

Chen Shuye retracted his gaze and began to look around.

Yang Qian walked sideways, stood in front of the window, turned his back to the window, faced Xia Yuanping head-on, and moved two steps to the left, completely blocking the window.

At the center of the battle, Wang Lieyun's shirt was taken off at some point, his upper body was exposed, his body muscles were tense, containing explosive power, and the long knife in his hand opened and closed, constantly beckoning to Xia Yuanping's vital point. A pair of red eyes stared at Xia Yuanping, as if they were going to eat him.

Xia Yuanping's face, which had always been unwavering, finally showed a trace of solemnity.

Although the strength is much inferior to Wang Lieyun, fortunately, it is half a point stronger than Wang Lieyun in terms of speed, so that he can fight on the same footing. The two of them came and went for dozens of rounds, and the long knife and the iron bone fan intersected sonorously, making a loud roar.

A knife blocked Xia Yuanping's iron bone fan, looking at Xia Yuanping's gloomy face, Wang Lieyun's face showed a smile, "I'm afraid you won't be able to last long." ”

Xia Yuanping was as dumb as a dumb man, silent, and kept attacking one move at a time.

With another knife, Wang Lieyun swept away a money dart released by Xia Yuanping's cold man, and looked up to the sky and let out a wild laugh, "The old man can't beat him, just use this kind of indiscriminate means, does your master know that you are so embarrassed outside?"

Yang Qian looked at Wang Lieyun, who was as flamboyant as the Shura God of War not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Wang Lieyun at this moment, Yang Qian could foresee Xia Yuanping's ending.

At this moment, Yang Qian's face suddenly changed, and the eyebrow-raising copper stick in his hand was suddenly raised above his head, but in an instant, he turned around and smashed into the window lintel behind him. With Yang Qian's strength at this time, coupled with the weight of the bronze rod with Qi Mei, even the pillars forged from fine iron should be broken at the waist, but the wooden window lintel in front of him did not move at all.

Ghosts!

Yang Qian carried the copper stick upside down, flew into the battle, burst into a shout, and beckoned to Xia Yuanping's head with a stick.

Xia Yuanping knew that Yang Qian was carrying a copper stick to join the battlefield, but he didn't care about a person who had abolished his cultivation two years ago.

It wasn't until Yang Qian's eyebrow-raising copper stick was less than thirty centimeters away from Xia Yuanping's evil head that he felt the same explosive power from the copper stick, and his face changed greatly, and the iron bone fan in his hand hurriedly parried.

"Didn't they say you were useless?" Xia Yuan asked with a gloomy face.

"Who are they?" Yang Qian pestle his eyebrow-raising bronze stick and looked at Xia Yuanping with interest.

"You don't have to know. Xia Yuanping glanced at Yang Qian, then at Wang Lieyun on the other side, and took a few steps back to catch the traces.

Yang Qianyu looked at the staircase, and at this time, Chen Shuye had already drawn his bow and arrows, aiming at Xia Yuanping's back.

Yang Qian's expression froze, he concentrated, and looked up at Xia Yuanping's back.

It was a little hard to see in the dark night, but fortunately, with the little moonlight coming in through the window, Yang Qian could see behind Xia Yuanping clearly.

Behind Xia Yuanping stood a little girl, who looked to be about seven or eight years old, wearing a red, red dress, red butterfly hairpin, red leather shoes, and two lines of blood and tears from the two eye sockets without eyeballs.

"This is the pen fairy?"

Wang Lieyun looked at it in a daze for a long time, then turned his head to look at Yang Qian and asked.

"No, she's not a pen fairy, she's Qiqi, it's my daughter Xia Qiqi. ”

Before Yang Qian could answer, he was attracted by Xia Yuanping's actions on the other side. I saw Xia Yuanping suddenly pull the little girl behind him to the front, then squatted down gently, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the blood and tears from the little girl's eyes, and suddenly realized that he was facing Yang Qian and the three of them at this time.

"Senior brother?"

Wang Lieyun called Yang Qian lightly, glanced at the back of Xia Yuanping's head from the corner of his eye, made a slashing gesture, and then looked at Yang Qian with an expectant gaze.

"Is there a chance?" Looking at Xia Yuanping, who was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, Yang Qian fell into deep thought. In the end, Yang Qian's complicated face shook his head at King Lieyun.

"Xia Yuanping, you might as well tell us your daughter's story. ”

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he planned to open a breakthrough from this Xia Yuanping's daughter who suddenly appeared. It can be seen that Xia Yuanping loves this so-called daughter very deeply, even if he and his daughter are one person and one ghost, separated by yin and yang.

"The king of people wants to hear Qiqi's story, which is Qiqi's honor. ”

After Yang Qian finished speaking, Xia Yuan stood up calmly, turned to look at Yang Qian, and laughed heroically.

Yang Qian was silent, looked at Xia Yuanping, and nodded imperceptibly.

"The king of people should have checked the information of the old man, the old man was born here since he was a child, never married, and after the death of his parents in the early years, he has been alone. ”

Yang Qian's eyes looked at Xia Yuanping calmly, waiting for him to continue.

"Everyone thinks that the old man has never married in his life, but in fact, as early as 20 years ago, the old man also had a wife, but she died after giving birth to Qiqi, and we haven't even had time to get a marriage certificate. ”