Yang Yi's performance in the courtyard made Xu Yan's eyes straighten, and he looked admiring. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How about Brother Seventeen, I have been practicing swordsmanship and body technique since I was a child, except for these two, I don't touch any other martial arts, let alone learning, I won't even look at it if I show it to me. ”

Yang Yi saw Xu Yan's admiring look, and immediately became proud, and said: "This is called a specialization in the art industry, if I hadn't practiced hard, I wouldn't have broken through the three veins at a young age, thus defeating those opponents and becoming the eighteenth Taibao." ”

A very proud young man, Xu Yan set a position for this eighteenth brother in his heart, but said enviously: "The eighteenth brother has such deep skills at a young age, I'm afraid the eldest brother will not be your opponent in a few years." ”

"I'll catch up with my big brother sooner or later!"

Yang Yi waved his fist and said, "Brother Seventeen, otherwise the two of us will compete and compete, the last time I went late, I saw that the young master was defeated and left, I didn't see how Brother Seventeen's kung fu was, how about it, let's learn from each other?"

"No, no!" Xu Yan hurriedly shook his head and said, "The eighteenth brother must have won easily in the ring, brother, I have worked hard, and the bones in my body still hurt." ”

"Really?" Yang Yi curiously circled around Xu Yan and said, "That seventeenth brother has to take care of it, don't be in trouble if you fall into a secret injury." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm a good person to feed, and I'll be fine in a few days if I'm injured, hehe. Xu Yan said awkwardly squeezing open the door of the house, and beckoned: "Do you want to come in and sit down, I haven't cleaned up the house yet, it's a bit messy." ”

Glancing at the dust in the room outside the door, Yang Yi shook his head and said, "Don't sit down, Brother Seventeen should take care of his injuries, and I'll go to the other brothers to compete." ”

As he spoke, the young man left the courtyard with his maidservant, and the arrogant appearance of his hands behind his back showed the young man's frivolity.

Watching the other party walk away, Xu Yan closed the door, and when the crack in the door gradually covered his eyes, his eyes inadvertently swept over the big locust tree in the courtyard that was punched by Yang Yi twice.

The house is not small, but no one has lived in it for a long time, there is no shortage of tables, chairs and beds, but it is covered with a layer of dust, look at the furnishings, this place should have lived before.

Throwing those secret books that were still very precious just now on the table, Xu Yan began to clean up, in fact, as his Taibao, if he gave an order, someone or a disciple of the Ghost King Sect would come to listen to the order, but he had no intention of calling someone for help.

It's just a matter of cleaning up the dust, Xu Yan is not so expensive, he is not like Yang Yi, who once he is a young man, he will show his pride to everyone.

Disguise has always been Xu Yan's means of self-preservation, except for those who are really close to him, no matter who he is in front of, he has long been accustomed to treating himself as a stupid pig.

Yang Yi's pride is not likable, this kind of teenager must have been suffering when he was young, once he soars into the sky one day, he will not be able to control the arrogance in his heart and appear domineering.

Yang Yi's domineering arrogance, Xu Yan didn't care at all, compared to Zhuo Tianying's extremely hidden city, the young Yang Yi was really not enough to see, and he couldn't even call it the slightest threat.

After cleaning the dust and pushing open the window, the summer sun suddenly poured in, and there were screams in the trees, and the sound was like the beat of a drum, and people were drowsy to hear.

The seemingly peaceful mountain villa is actually constantly coming and going, but Xu Yan's residence is too remote to hear the chaos.

The general helm of the ghost king gate is where people come and go every day, and the people of the Tangkou Gate from all over the country come to the general helm to do things, and the trading income everywhere needs countless people to take care of it, and there are some special probing for the news of the rivers and lakes, such as decent movements and other exploration horses, and they will also report back from time to time, and they really have to be busy, and the evil sect people who enter and leave the villa are in an endless stream at all.

The head of the evil sect of Qi State, there are naturally a lot of trivial matters in the Ghost King Gate, but these trivial matters have nothing to do with Xu Yan, and he has never thought of interfering, as long as he pretends to be a martial arts idiot, he has nothing to do to take a look at the martial arts cheats collected by the Ghost King Gate, and he just looks lazy all day long.

He is not as sharp as Yang Yi, Xu Yan is holding that more is better than less, if everyone in the Ghost King Sect can forget about him, the seventeenth Taibao, then it would be the best.

The remote courtyard looked a little desolate, Xu Yan held a book of knife techniques that I don't know what school and school it was and watched it with relish in front of the window, and from time to time he picked up the cold iron knife that Zhuo Tianying gave him and measured it a few times.

This remote courtyard was not chosen by Xu Yan casually, but he did it intentionally, because after climbing out of the courtyard wall, even if he left the villa, in addition to being secluded in this kind of place, the only advantage was that it was easy to run away, so he would not be stupid like Yang Yi chose a mansion in the center of the villa, surrounded by a group of evil sects with ghosts, and Xu Yan didn't want to taste that taste.

At noon, there were servants from the villa who sent a sumptuous meal, no one dared to slack off the identity of the Taibao, three meals a day must be exquisite and delicious food, tasting the delicacy of the Ghost King Gate, Xu Yan nodded vigorously, and constantly praised the chefs of the Ghost King Gate compared to the cooks of Meixianglou.

Dinner was even more sumptuous, not eaten in the courtyard, but was called to his residence by the Grand Taibao.

Zhuo Shaoyu's residence is at the back of the villa, and the eldest lady lives in a small two-story building with a spacious compound in front of it with a huge round table.

The eighteenth Taibao sat around the big round table, a wine banquet between brothers ate to the fullest, Xu Yan looked inconspicuous at the banquet, in addition to eating a lot of food, there was only a smirk, but Yang Yi was out of the limelight in front of these brothers, not only toasted the most diligently, but also personally went down to practice a set of swordsmanship, the sword wind was Huohuo, the body was smart, and there was a burst of cheers.

Especially Zhuo Shaoyu, he was full of praise for Yang Yi, the youngest brother.

After the banquet, Xu Yan returned to his residence, lit the oil lamp, and continued to look through those martial arts cheats.

There are a lot of cheats he got back, there are dozens of books, there are sword skills, sword books, boxing skills, leg skills, and even some strange body skills.

Hua Yue was born, and the courtyard seemed more and more quiet, and the figure reflected on the window paper was not sleepy, and it was still watching with relish.

Xu Yan has never seen so much kung fu, the seven-star sword book was read by him and thrown aside, beginner's kung fu is only, he is not interested, but many of these kung fu in the Ghost King Gate are really good things, as long as he is familiar with a few things, Xu Yan will also benefit a lot.

Instead of pretending to be pigs in front of that group of Taibao, it is better to read books in your room all day long.

The deeper the night, the colder the wind.

Although it was the height of summer, the midnight mountain breeze carried a hint of coolness, and the figure on the window paper stretched his waist, yawned and blew out the candles, and the courtyard immediately became dark.

The leaves were clear, the big locust tree in the yard was blown up and down by the night wind, and the branches that stretched out cast a shadow in the house, when Xu Yan was asleep, the wind outside the window had stopped, and the branches did not move, but the shadows in the house were wriggling treacherously!