When the white fish belly in the east slowly appeared, Wen Jun also found nothing and quietly returned to the residence of "Qin Wumen", which had the artistic conception of a paradise, he didn't want Murong Pei to make a fuss.

Wen Jun took a hot bath and slept in the bed for half a year, and Murong Pei woke up sleepy-eyed.

"Hey, it's raining!" Hearing the sound of dripping water outside the window, Murong Pei, who was lying under the covers, exclaimed in surprise.

"Second brother, what's so surprising about the rain, haven't you seen it?" Wen Jun glanced at him and said casually as he jumped up from the bed.

"Hehe, if it's raining, don't get up early to practice martial arts." Murong Peile said hehehe, turned over and leaned towards Wen Jun, and continued his Spring and Autumn dream, "You kid is really a martial idiot, you won't enjoy it." ”

"You deserve to be scolded by the master." Wen Jun sighed and walked out of the house, into the mist and rain.

Qin Haoran stood on the tower of the highest floor of the "Qin Wu Gate" and looked down, those deep eyes were like a falcon hovering in the sky, sharp and sophisticated, the slightest wind and grass in the "Qin Wu Gate" could not escape his field of vision.

Suddenly, he was attracted by the figure in the "Green Bamboo Courtyard" that goes up and down, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and is erratic! What kind of shocking and enchanting figure is that?

Quiet as a virgin, those charming peach blossom eyes bloom with a light that makes the opponent shudder; Moving like a rabbit, the drizzle in the sky was cut off by his sharp swordsmanship, splashing out little by little, forming a confused mist around his body!

"Qingzhuyuan" is the residence where Wen Jun now lives with the general artistic conception of paradise, here is the place where the heads of the "Qin Wumen" meditated and practiced the exercises when they were young, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter and leave at will. Now, Qin Haoran arranged for Wen Jun to live here, does he intend to let an outsider take over the "Qin Wumen"?

Although Qin Haoran admired Wen Jun's martial arts, it was the first time he saw his real sword and gun performance, and the shock that surged in his heart could not be described in words, in his mind, the "Qiankun Sword Technique" of the "Yang Family Sword" should be the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, if compared with the set of swordsmanship that Wen Jun is making now, it is not more than Erer!

Looking at the figure that was constantly flying in the rain, Qin Haoran stroked the silver-white beard under his chin, bowed his head slightly, and showed an approving look on his face, even his daughter Qin Xue'er walked behind him.

"Daddy!" Qin Xue'er walked behind her father and suddenly shouted unexpectedly.

Qin Haoran was taken aback suddenly, and a trace of gloom immediately appeared on his face, and when he turned back to see that it was his baby daughter's plain face that did not apply powder, the tense old face eased up, and pretended to scold: "Dead girl, no big or small, you want to scare your father to death." ”

"Giggle...... Dad, what are you looking at? So seriously. Qin Xue'er walked to her father's side with a smile, asked curiously, stretching her snow-white swan-like slender neck, her eyes as beautiful as autumn water looked in the direction he was looking at.

Under the shade of green bamboo, a burly figure flew up and down in the drizzle, sometimes like a big peng with wings, sometimes like a dragon jumping out of the water...... With a wave of the figure's hand, the cold sword light outlined a dreamlike rain and mist, hazy, like a freehand landscape painting.

"It's beautiful!" Looking at such a beautiful picture, Qin Xue'er was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but admire, looking fascinated by everything.

"yes." Qin Haoran nodded, looked at the incomparable figure and sighed softly, in his words, excitement and melancholy were revealed at the same time, "It's just a pity." ”

Qin Xue'er's beautiful eyes blinked, and she asked puzzledly, "It's a pity?" Dad, what do you say? ”

Qin Haoran said regretfully: "It's a pity that Jun'er is not from my Qin family. ”

"Dad, didn't Xiaojun worship you as a teacher yesterday and become your closed disciple?"

"What about the closed disciples? After all, it's still an outsider. Your brother is not angry, and he only knows the love of children all day long. Qin Haoran turned his head to look at his daughter's pretty face, and sighed, "What about you, you have very good qualifications, but you don't like to practice martial arts, it's all because your mother has spoiled you since you were a child......"

"Dad, it's none of my mother's business." Qin Xue'er pouted her little mouth that was extremely beautiful, and said depressedly, "You know, I have hated dancing with guns and sticks since I was a child, even if I barely cultivate, I won't achieve much." ”

"Xue'er, then tell Dad, how are you doing now?"

"I love my job now, Dad, you don't know how excited I was when I unearthed a piece of jade from a pile of seemingly worthless rotten stones." When it comes to the career she likes, Qin Xue'er's pretty face that can be broken blooms with a hint of strange brilliance.

"Our Qin family, no matter what line of work we do, will be very good." Qin Haoran nodded with a smile on his face, and said with a change of words, "It's just that you are a girl, and you have to marry someone after all." ”

"My daughter still wants to spend more time with her parents, and she doesn't want to marry herself so early." Qin Xue'er lowered her head and whispered, her pretty face was as shy as a ripe tomato, delicate and beautiful.

"Is it early? You'll be twenty-five in a few days, and you'll be a big boss. Qin Haoran stroked his daughter's soft hair with infinite pity, and joked with a smile, "Do you like Pei'er or Xiao Chuyun?" ”

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense?" Qin Xue'er stared at those eyes that were as clear as autumn water, her cheeks bulged like a cute frog, and she looked angry and pretty, and said angrily, "Who said I like them?" ”

"Oh, you don't like either of them?" Qin Haoran was very interested, and gossiped, "Then who do you like?" ”

"I ...... I don't like anyone. Qin Xue'er muttered, and her clear beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance secretly in the direction of the "Green Bamboo Courtyard".

Qin Xue'er thought that this subtle action was unconscious, but she didn't escape Qin Haoran's deep eyes, thinking that a young talent like Wen Jun wouldn't like it?

"Oh, that's a pity." Qin Haoran sighed.

"Dad, early in the morning, don't be a pity all the time, okay?" Qin Xue'er said with a funny smile, and soon regained her original pure and beautiful look.

"Dad, it's a pity that Jun'er, this kid has a master." Qin Haoran smiled helplessly, "Otherwise, my Xue'er is really a natural pair." ”

Qin Xue'er's delicate and pretty face was as red as the burning clouds in the sky in June, she hid her head behind her father, pinched his arm, and scolded coquettishly: "Dad, you ...... Why are you ...... nonsense? Nonsense. ”