Cao Hong sat cross-legged under the eaves, holding his hands in front of him, and his arrogant face rarely showed a little embarrassed.

There was a feeling of restlessness in life, and he didn't know what to do to guard this girl.

He blew his beard dryly, he wanted to find a topic to talk about, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to sit like this.

His eyes fell on the grid in Lingqi's hand, and he saw that the girl had been holding the black sword.

Cao Hong is also a martial artist, and he sensed that this black sword was a little unusual.

"Hey." An ugly smile squeezed out of the raw meaty face, and Cao Hong pointed to the Wuge in Lingqi's hand.

"Little girl, can you show me this black sword in your hand?"

Lingqi was thinking back to the swordsmanship that Gu Nan had taught her in the morning, she had only known that her master knew martial arts, but she had never thought that it would be so powerful.

Among the people she has seen, only her father can compare one or two.

Suddenly, he heard the big man next to him speak, and the sword in his hand also stopped and looked over.

Hearing that he was going to look at the sword, he lowered his head, held Wuge in his arms, and said in a muffled voice.

"No, this is the master's sword, I can't give it to you."

···

Cao Hong's hand paused awkwardly, he didn't want to look at the sword, he just wanted to find something to talk about.

Why is this little girl so blind, she gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand and grabbed her hair.

After thinking about it, his eyes lit up again, and he said something else.

"I think you're practicing some kind of swordsmanship, right? My Lao Hong is also a martial artist, if you practice and take a look, I will teach you. ”

Lingqi's eyes lifted a little, and she paused for a moment to look at Cao Hong's face, and then shook her head again.

"My master is very powerful, I don't need you to teach me."

Cao Hong's face turned red, Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, and the most that a martial artist can't hear is that others say that he can't do it, not to mention that this girl's master is a scholar.

"Girl, your master is a scholar, I can't say anything about teaching you literati, but martial arts or something, I haven't lost much to others, you can't talk nonsense."

As he spoke, he blew his beard and stood up, walked into the courtyard under the hall, and put on a posture.

"Look at it, Lao Hong will give you two hands."

The words fell, and Cao Hong's hand clenched into a fist.

"Whew." A punch was a gust of wind, followed by a kick, don't look at his thick body, but the punch is fast.

The sound of gusts of wind swept in the courtyard, and it really felt like a tiger.

"Poof."

Looking at Cao Hong's more genuine appearance, Lingqi smiled rarely.

Seeing that Lingqi was smiling, Cao Hong fought harder, and shouted, and the wind rose between his fists and feet.

on the promenade.

Xiahoudun and Xiahouyuan came from outside.

Xiahou Yuan was still chewing something in his mouth, and he buckled his mouth and said.

"The white bread is really good, it's fluffy, and it doesn't taste sour."

It looks like the two had just returned from dinner.

"Well, that's good."

Xiahoudun nodded and commented, it was rare for him to make such an evaluation.

The two were walking, and suddenly Xiahou Yuan smiled evilly, and whispered to Xiahou Yuan's side and said.

"Hey, did you say Zilian hasn't eaten yet?"

"Hmm." The corners of Xiahoudun's mouth also hooked up a little smile.

"Before Mr. Meng Dehe came out, he should have to look at the little girl, after all, he was on business."

"Haha." Xiahou Yuan licked his mouth gloatingly.

"Tell me, what Cao Zilian said, Meng De can let him go to see the child."

Xiahou pursed his mouth, as if he was considering whether it was appropriate to gossip behind his back like this, and finally he couldn't hold back and hooked the corners of his mouth and said.

"It's nothing, it's just that when Meng De went to invite Mr. yesterday, he encountered a misunderstanding and was just embarrassed, and he added another sentence to make Meng De even more embarrassed."

"Look at the child, that rough man has a headache."

"Whew."

The two of them suddenly heard a gust of wind coming from the courtyard, and from time to time there was a burst of energy passing by.

He stopped, puzzled, and walked to the side of the hallway, looking into the courtyard.

I happened to see Cao Hong standing in the courtyard and playing the moves vigorously, while a girl on the other side chuckled.

Both of them were stunned.

Half-ringing, Xiahou Yuan's eyebrows raised, grinned, and smiled at Xiahou Yuan on the side.

"I think he's quite happy with it."

"Hmm." Xiahoudun touched the short mustache on his chin and nodded in a good manner, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Zilian to have such a childlike heart."

······

"Whew." Cao Hong accepted the recruitment, stood in place with his eyes closed and let out a long breath, and a cyclone surged around him, which showed that his martial arts were indeed good.

After adjusting his internal breath, he opened his eyes and looked at Lingqi, smiling smugly.

"How about the girl, Lao Hong didn't lie to you, is there no problem with teaching you."

Lingqi had a shallow smile on her face, and the big man in front of her was also a little interesting.

But he shook his head seriously.

"You're not as good as my master, and you're not as good as my father."

"What?" Cao Hong's eyes widened, with a deflated expression, and he smashed his mouth.

"Don't talk about your master, you can't be a master. Which is your dad? ”

"My dad." Lingqi was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, did not say her father's name, just said.

"My dad is a hero who stands up to the sky, and he is better than you."

"Hey, you little girl."

Cao Hong grabbed his hair.

"Poof, hehe."

There was a burst of laughter in the hallway.

Cao Hong looked back and saw Xiahou Yuan squeezing his eyes and saying to Xiahou Yuan.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, is there no problem teaching you?"

Xiahou pursed his lips and shook his head.

"You can't, you're not good."

Both of them looked teasing, and Cao Hong, who was provoked, was speechless with a red face.

"Zilian, you can't do it, you can't even bluff a little girl."

Xiahou Yuan stood in the corridor and said in a strange manner.

"You two don't laugh, mother, you have the ability to come down and try it yourself."

Cao Hong shouted with a thick neck.

"Come on, come on."

Xiahou Yuan was not pretentious, he directly smiled and turned over and jumped over the railing and walked into the courtyard.

He untied his shoulder armor and put it aside, loosened his shoulders, and patted Lingqi on the chest.

"Little girl, come, let you see my methods."

Speaking of the opening drill, Xiahou Yuan's strength is a few points worse than Cao Hong's, but the moves are more flexible, and most of them are skillful, which is different from Cao Hong's fierceness.

After a set of moves, people unconsciously applauded.

Xiahou Yuan accepted the invitation with satisfaction: "How about the little girl?" If you don't know anything about martial arts, just ask me, there's no need to ask that rough man. ”