"Whew, whew, whew, a few more laps, I, I can't run, whew!

A fat body was running in circles around the large courtyard in the dark incense night against the scorching noon sun, and around him was the guards and maids in the dark incense night.

Some of these people handed handkerchiefs to the fat man to wipe his sweat, some ran with him and encouraged him, and some did not dare to approach with surprised eyes.

In short, there are all kinds of people.

And the most unique is a person wearing the Cheng family's son-in-law uniform and standing at the door in a daze, Cheng Zixiang.

Cheng Zixiang encountered some disputes in the South Courtyard in the past few days, so he could only deal with it first, and when he was done, he naturally remembered Cheng Hao who had made him deflated many times, so he came back to Dark Fragrance and prepared to instigate Cheng Ziyan to clean up Cheng Hao at night.

But when he came to the dark incense night, he wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes, what did he see?

That Young Master Cheng Ziyan, who is the most famous for his ferocity and chaos in the Cheng family, is actually running around the dark fragrance night?

Even he twisted his fat body and ran until he was sweating profusely and refused to stop, just looking at a corner of the dark fragrance courtyard with one eye at a glance, as if someone was watching him.

In that corner, there is a large parasol, and there are several smaller ones below, two bamboo chairs, on which a little girl in a green coat and a small hat is sitting comfortably sipping tea, while staring at Cheng Ziyan running.

That damn little guy looks like Cheng Zixiang is so familiar that he can't be more familiar, it's Cheng Hao!

It's still such a strange smile that doesn't smile, it's still such a disgusting gesture, and even he seems to be more comfortable now than he was in the Cuizhu Courtyard.

This, what's going on?

Looking at the arrangement in the dark fragrance night, now those wooden planks with human skins have long been removed, and some of them are a lot of small rings for sparring and sparring, and there are stone locks and big knives and other equipment for training arm strength.

This Hades Palace, which everyone talks about, seems to have become a martial arts arena.

How so?

Cheng Zixiang felt that his head was a little dizzy, and he even wondered if he was in a dream. "Oh, Brother Zixiang is here? Come and sit together. ”

is still that nasty voice, or that hateful hypocritical smile, Cheng Hao's greeting made Cheng Zixiang's forehead jump.

He simply ignored Cheng Hao, only grabbed one of the guards beside him and asked, "What's going on!Why is Young Master Ziyan running here?"

"Young Master Zixiang, you don't know, this new guy is really a good means, it is he who persuaded Young Master Ziyan to kill people is not interesting, and then taught Young Master Ziyan to watch our guards fight each other, and then guided Young Master Ziyan's interest to let him practice martial arts, this is not, today is a routine running exercise, and he must run enough laps to stop. ”

"What?" Cheng Zixiang wondered if he had heard it wrong, would that Cheng Ziyan listen to persuasion like this?

You must know that Cheng Bozhan has not bothered much for his stupid son, and has used all kinds of persuasion and even punishment, but unfortunately Cheng Ziyan just turned around and forgot about it.

Even if he was beaten by Cheng Bozhan until he was covered in blood, he could turn his face and forget about it, and then he would still be the same.

Cheng Bozhan had no choice in the end, so he went with Cheng Ziyan to mess around, he did everything he could as a father, he really couldn't control it, he couldn't kill Cheng Ziyan.

After all, it was his own son.

Besides, Cheng Ziyan is at most to kill a few servants, and it doesn't matter, how many servants in their Cheng family can't be beaten to death if they annoy their master?

Speaking of which, Cheng Ziyan is actually not too much, it's just that he likes to kill people by means of living human skin, but Cheng Bozhan is also up to him.

But today, the guards actually told him that Cheng Ziyan was willing to listen to people's persuasion, and that he had changed his habit of killing people and was still willing to practice martial arts.

"Woohoo, Woohoo, Cheng Hao, I really can't run, can I stop here today, okay?"

Cheng Ziyan ran around again, ran to Cheng Hao's side and supported his knees with his hands, and actually asked Cheng Hao's opinion in a tone similar to pleading.

Cheng Hao just sat with Erlang's legs crossed, tilted his body and said: "Young Master Ziyan, this industry is good at diligence and ridiculous, you can be lazy for one day today, and you can be lazy for two or three days when you turn around, and after a long time, it's not the same as before? Do you still want to hear someone call you fat behind your back?"

"Die, dead fat!" Cheng Zixiang was shocked when he heard Cheng Hao's words from a distance, he never imagined that someone would say this in front of Cheng Ziyan.

But soon he became excited again, and said in his heart: "Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao, you are also arrogant, and you dare to say this kind of thing, I am afraid that Young Master Ziyan will take your skin in the next second!"

Cheng Zixiang is still very confident in Cheng Ziyan.

Although Cheng Ziyan is obese, he is Cheng Bozhan's biological son-in-law after all, although he does not cultivate much, he was also forced to use the advantage of the head of the family to get a lot of elixir secret treasures, and he turned his stupid son into a middle-level martial artist.

Although a middle-level martial artist is not very powerful in the Cheng family, it is more than enough to pinch an ordinary person like Cheng Hao to death.

However, to Cheng Zixiang's surprise, after listening to Cheng Hao's words, Cheng Ziyan not only did not get annoyed, but wrinkled a fat face and begged: "Cheng Hao, I, I really can't run, just today, just today, let me rest." ”

"Hey, Young Master Ziyan, that's not possible, let's all talk about it, it's like this every day, how can a manly man not be able to speak? You don't want the young lady to look down on you again, right?"

"I, this, okay, okay!" Cheng Ziyan was actually moved by Cheng Hao's words again, and began to run around the venue.

"Isn't this Cheng Hao an evil demon?" Cheng Zixiang looked at everything in front of him as if he was in a dream, and it took a while to come to such a conclusion.

He had heard that in the Penglai Empire in the east of the Longteng Empire, there was a kind of monster named Demon Fox that could charm people's minds, and he wondered if this Cheng Hao was the incarnation of a demon fox.

"What's the matter, Brother Zixiang? Don't you really come for a drink? It's hot outside and underground, come to me to relieve the heat?"

Cheng Zixiang was in a daze there, but Cheng Hao greeted him warmly.

Cheng Zixiang glanced at Cheng Hao, but what was contained in this eye was no longer the simple hatred before, but already a little fearful.

He suddenly remembered what he had heard Xiao Shuangtong say before, Cheng Hao was a little wrong and dangerous.

Could it be that Xiao Shuangtong's strange eyes really saw something he couldn't see?