There are two main roads leading from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard and three small paths. Qiu Er went to the inner courtyard to run errands, came out of the laundry room, and chose a nearby path. The path is paved with twisting cobblestones, with fruit trees planted on the left and right, and the paved road is only for two people to walk side by side.

It's not about the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, but it's also quiet and pleasant.

At noon at this time, many people were taking a lunch break after dinner, and Qiu Er was the only one walking on this path. He hummed a song, and took small steps pleasantly, still looking leisurely and happy, and it was obvious that his success and pleasure in the laundry room just now had made him quite accomplished.

But what he didn't know was that he wasn't the only one on the trail.

"Second Master!"

Hearing this, Qiu Er was stunned at first, but a look of pride immediately appeared on his face, he knew that he was calling himself. Recently, he relied on the dog gall given to him by the second lady of the Zhao family to get into the Zhao family, not only was he promoted to the inner courtyard, but also relied on his own relationship to get his brother and some relatives and friends in his hometown into the Zhao family, forming his own forces, and dreaming of becoming the head of the Zhao family all day long.

But after all, he was young and didn't know how to restrain, and when the people who were mixed with him shouted the second master, he felt that he was indeed worthy of these two words, so many people below began to call him like this.

Qiu Er turned his head, thinking to himself which slave was calling him like this, he was happy today, and he seemed arrogant to give him a little reward.

But he turned around and froze, because the person in front of him should not be a person who would flatter him.

Qiu Er's expression was a little complicated, but he still said with a smile on his face: "It turned out to be Yang Fan! What, what's the matter with me looking for the second master?"

"Oh, it's fine. Yang Fan lowered his head, turned his head, and slowly approached Qiu Er, and said, "I'm just curious, I want to know what skills you have as a dog slave, and you are actually worthy of being the second master." ”

Yang Fan's tone did not fluctuate, and his face was also full of calm. But it was this casual appearance that made Qiu Er more and more angry and embarrassed.

Qiu Er raised his eyebrows, his tone became cold, and said, "Yang Fan, who lent you courage? I didn't trouble you, but you provoked me?"

Yang Fan said: "I just remembered what you said, if you want to try whether my bones are hard, or your fists are hard, why don't you try it now?"

"Hahaha!" Qiu Er laughed and said, "It turns out that your kid's skin is itchy again, and I want the second master to loosen your bones for you?"

"Yes, it's very itchy, trouble you second master. ”

Qiu Er suddenly became angry and shouted: "Yang Fan! Don't think that you have entered the second weight of body shaping, and if you raise the three hundred catties of copper sword, there will be no one in your eyes! I entered the third weight of body shaping half a year ago, do you think you can beat me?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Since you are so confident, why don't you do it?"

Qiu Er couldn't bear it anymore, the more Yang Fan looked at it, the more he wanted to fight, he suddenly burst out, waved his fists and ran towards Yang Fan, and shouted angrily: "There is no one here today, I just abolished you, and you didn't say bitter! Damn, you brought it on yourself!"

Qiu Er's triple strength is genuine, and he quickly rushed to Yang Fan at the moment, with a fierce momentum, with a wave of his right fist, the target of the hit was directly Yang Fan's face.

Yang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at Qiu Er with a cold gaze.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he actually swung his right fist the same, and the target of the hit was Qiu Er's fist!

Punch and punch!

Seeing Yang Fan's move, Qiu Er laughed in his heart, laughing at Yang Fan's stupidity. Yang Fan has a double body shape, and he is a body shaper triple, if Yang Fan relies on soul arts, or if he plays some tricks, there is still hope to defeat him. But Yang Fan chose to use fists, which is really a stupid decision, there is almost no suspense between people with two bodies and people with three bodies.

So Qiu Er sped up his punch speed again in an instant, and he couldn't wait to fight with Yang Fan, and hit Yang Fan with a punch.

Syllable!

Two fists collided.

Click!!

The sound of bones breaking.

Immediately afterward, a shrill howl rang out from the trail.

"Ahh

The one who made this howl was Qiu Er, who had been knocked out.

Yang Fan is already a quadruple body shaper and has divine power, although he didn't use all his strength to punch out, he also used six or seven out of ten. The force of several hundred catties hit Qiu Er's fist, not only shattering the latter's hand bones, but also sending him flying at least ten meters away.

Qiu Er fell headlong on the stone road, hit his head on it, and his head immediately broke and bled out.

There was no soul technique, just a simple and ordinary punch, which knocked Qiu Er down, making him lose the ability to continue fighting.

Victory was something Yang Fan expected, but it was unexpected that victory would be so easy.

Yang Fan looked at his fist that was still stained with blood, not only a little stunned. Although the power of the quadruple body shaping is terrifying, the power that he has just burst out is also too terrifying.

Thinking of the five muscles when I entered the body shaping triple, it seems that the foundation is firmly laid, and every time I improve my cultivation, I will be more powerful.

"Ah...... Ahh......h

Yang Fan walked slowly to Qiu Er, who was lying on the ground, stepped on his head, looked at him coldly, and said in a joking tone: "Second master, I didn't expect it to be today, right?"

Although his hand bones were broken by a punch and his head was broken, Qiu Er's mind was still sober. He was born with the talent of a servant, and immediately recognized the form, and hurriedly shouted: "Yang Ye, Yang Grandpa, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, I don't know that your old man doesn't show his face!

"I don't have a filthy grandson like you!" Yang Fan said angrily: "You ungrateful dog, when my brother taught you, not only did you not repay the favor, but you will take revenge." It's okay to insult him and bully me, but he still provokes my mother, my mother is an honest person, how can she provoke you?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I don't dare anymore!" Qiu Er begged for mercy with a mouthful of foam and blood.

"Of course you don't dare! If you dare to provoke us again, I will definitely not spare you next time, don't think that with the second young lady supporting you, you will be able to do anything wrong! I might as well tell you, I have now formed a fourfold body, and with my cultivation speed, I will definitely be valued by the Zhao family, if you provoke me again, it will be you who are unlucky!"

"Yes, yes...... Don't dare, I won't dare, I'll listen to you in the future, listen to you!"

"Hmph!" Yang Fan let out a vicious snort from his nose and turned to leave.

"I hit the dog today, and I'm in a really good mood. Xiaolong, I'll take you to a play. ”

Looking at Yang Fan, who was swaggering away, Qiu Er got up with difficulty, but his head was still bleeding, and his right palm was swollen, looking very embarrassed.

The expression on his face was intricate, first pain, then surprise, and finally anger.

He stared at the direction of Yang Fan's departure with vicious eyes, and said viciously: "Yang Fan, you little brute, I must take revenge for today's revenge! You are so strong now, and I am not happy to see me, I must not let you continue to stay in the Zhao family, I must find a way to get you out!"

As he muttered to himself, a few drops of blood flowed down from the top of his head, landed on Qiu Er's eyes, and dripped into his hands.

Qiu Er touched his face, stretched out his hand and looked at it again, his face turned pale suddenly, and he shouted: "Blood! I'm still bleeding! Who will help me, quick!"

He crawled and cried out and ran to the inner courtyard.

The devil cries wolf.