"Dad, Senior Brother Liang, hello three junior brothers! You guys are here, I thought you would be there last night, so let's go out and play together today! The three junior brothers have never been to the county seat of Heishui County. ”

"Hello to Uncle Xiang, hello to a few senior brothers!" Luo Changning arched his hand.

"I've seen the head of the house......"

"Hello Uncle Xiang, I'm Ma Xue'e......"

……

After everyone greeted each other and introduced each other, they came to the private room on the second floor to drink tea together. Sit around a large log table that can accommodate 12 people.

Chen Xiangru smiled arrogantly: "Haha, I thought that the master who asked Senior Brother from where did it turn out to be Little Brother Luo!" ”

Luo Changning and Xiang Yinglong have been friends since childhood, and most of the disciples of the Luoyang Martial Arts Hall have known each other, although they are not as good as their friendship with Xiang Yinglong, they can also make a few jokes with each other.

Hearing this, Luo Changning raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "What, don't you look down on me?" ”

Chen Xiangru was sincere, he couldn't understand that Luo Changning was ridiculing him, and said hurriedly: "Alas! Little Brother Luo, I didn't mean that! ”

"Poof, senior brother, Brother Changning is joking with you, you take it seriously!" Mo Feng is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Ah......" Chen Xiangru slapped his thigh, "Look at my elm head, how can Little Brother Luo care about me!" ”

After a few people joked, they got down to business.

"Changning, our two families have always been good friends, and you and the dog have grown up together since childhood. Uncle knows that you have the heart to help, but don't be reckless, stop at the point, and put safety first. ”

After Xiang Ao finished speaking, he looked at Ma Qingyun again.

"The old man is here to thank the young master of the horse for helping, if he can use someone in the future, the old man will not give up!"

His promise naturally represents the entire Luoyang Martial Arts Hall.

"The owner of the horse hall is polite." Qingjun is indifferent, and he is not shocked by honor and disgrace.

Xiang Ao is satisfied, worthy of being a friend of Changning, this heart is far beyond his peers, and he is much more stable than his own disciples.

"Anyway, be careful when you play." Xiang Ao finally admonished.

His worries were not unreasonable, in that competition four years ago, a disciple of the Holy Hand Martial Arts Gym was young but ruthless. Obviously, the winner has been decided, but he abolished the opponent's right arm before getting out of the ring.

The master of the disciple with the broken arm was gagged by Gao Ba's sentence "In the matter of martial arts, casualties are inevitable, and the skills are not as good as others".

After all, the mosquito's legs can't twist the elephant's legs, in order not to be retaliated against, what can you do except think that your skills are not as good as others?

Mo Feng on the side quietly glanced at Ma Qingyun a few times, and his mind turned quickly: this person seems to be ordinary, but he has a luxurious aura on his body, not to mention that he has a sister like that. I'm afraid that if you dress up so plainly, there is another hidden reason......

Chen Xiangru stood up, waved the snake halberd in his hand a few times, and said excitedly: "I'm so big, I haven't practiced with anyone outside the martial arts hall." Why don't we take this opportunity to find a place to play a few times? ”

"Tsk, like Senior Brother, this is an inn, you can be careful. Your halberd is more than seven feet long, and if you dance a few more times, the guest room will have to be demolished. If you break something, you'll be laughed at by other martial arts halls. Mo Feng said.

"Well, what Senior Brother Feng said is good, I will have a martial arts competition tomorrow, and I still have some physical strength." Liang Zhenyun rarely opened his mouth to say the last sentence.

Chen Xiangru immediately put away the halberd, and he was too obedient. He has always listened to this senior brother the most, and sometimes what Xiang Ao said is not good, but as long as Liang Zhenyun speaks, everything will be fine.

patted his head, with an expression that he knew his mistakes and could be changed: "Hehe, what the senior brother said is that my habit of comparing people when I see people has to be changed." ”

They had lunch together and then dispersed.

The afternoon air is a bit dull, the most suitable for sleeping, the inn is quiet inside and outside, everyone is recuperating.

Even the pedestrians on the road did not dare to make noise, for fear of provoking any short-tempered warrior.

Ma Qingyun was meditating on the bed when he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the closed window.

Turn over. When he got out of bed, he was already in front of the window, and with a nudge of his bare hands, a light gray bird flew in through the crack in the window.

The bird was really small, but the size of the boy's two fingers, standing in his hand at the moment, was so weak that the boy could pinch it into powder as long as he closed his palm.

Ma Qingyun smiled lightly, squinted slightly, and used his other hand to help the bird smooth the feathers a few times. The little bird seemed to be human, gently pecked his palm, raised its head, and stared at him with dark gray pupils flatteringly.

Oh, little one......

"Go ahead!" Ma Qingyun said softly.

The bird flapped its wings and flew out of the window, so fast that people could not catch its whereabouts, and soon its figure disappeared from the sky.

Closing the window again, Ma Qingyun spread out his palm, and there was a small rolled up note lying on it.

When I opened it, it read: The hidden piles everywhere are intact, and the two generals Chen Wang are dead.

Ma Qingyun stared at the twelve words for a long time, and sneered, with a hint of imperceptible bitterness: "You are really my good father...... Dear, the matter of unloading the donkey and killing the mill is getting easier and easier. That's right, what is the brother of a person like you, who is born and dies, apart from yourself and ambition, what have you taken to heart? ”

Everybody is just a pawn, an ant......

The smile on his face couldn't be stopped, lonely and sarcastic. I don't know whether to laugh at my own fate, or laugh at the pathetic and pitiful of the two generals, who are loyal to non-people.

Taking a sip of cold tea, Ma Qingyun held the hand of the teacup for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Oh, interesting! Someone actually sent it to my door when I was in a bad mood......

He is an innate martial artist, so he can naturally sense that there are people outside the door. And the man's intentions are worth scrutinizing, after all, they have only known each other for a few hours.

opened the door suddenly, but startled Mo Feng, who was about to knock on the door.

soothed the frightened little heart, and sneered: "Brother Ma, are you going to go out?" ”

Ma Qingyun glanced at him with a smile, his expression indistinguishable.

"Something?"

"Well, let's go in and talk again?" Mo Feng touched his nose, and had a bad premonition, as if something was out of his control.

Ma Qingyun was noncommittal, walked to the table and sat down.

Cover the door, Mo Feng walked up to him, and he was not polite, the master farted before he could speak. Strands sit in mahogany chairs.

"I heard Sister Xue'e say that Brother Ma is a congenital martial artist, and I admire my junior brother very much. I thought I could talk more about Brother Ma's experience in martial arts, so that I could learn a thing or two from it and add a few points to the winning rate of the next game. ”

Mo Feng's eyes were sincere, with a sense of respect and expectation.

"You, you don't have that qualification yet." Ma Qingyun's voice did not fluctuate, but he was stating a fact.

Mo Feng's face froze, and the cute doll's face was full of embarrassment, as if he didn't expect that he would be rejected like this, and he didn't give face at all.

"Well, I can't ask for advice, it's good to be able to make friends with Brother Ma."

"Can't you understand people? I said, you don't deserve it! Ma Qingyun looked at him mockingly, "I'm not one of your foolish brothers, I've seen a lot of people like you who don't measure themselves and want to climb up on other people's shoulders." ”

Mo Feng's pupils opened slightly, and he clenched his fists, forcing himself to calm down. sneered: "Brother Ma said that I was joking, I just humbly asked for advice, and I had no other thoughts." ”

"Heh, you know what the truth is."

Being watched by ant-like eyes, Mo Feng couldn't bear it after all, and laughed dryly.

"Brother Ma, I won't disturb your rest." Flee.

Ma Qingyun plays. I made a teacup in my hand, and the mockery at the corner of my mouth couldn't be hidden. I don't know who is laughing.

Is it fate, or is it himself?

Mo Feng stood on the railing on the fourth floor of the inn near the main road, and the dark light floated in his eyes.

As soon as he saw Ma Qingyun, he knew that he was an arrogant young man, arrogant to the core. A boy like that either rejects people thousands of miles away, or he is good to a person with his heart and lungs.

It is precisely because of that pride and disdain and indifference to others that Ma Qingyun does not care about doing something that he can to give to others. It's just an ant, just pointing out martial arts......

Mo Feng thought that if he could enter Ma Qingyun's door, he would not be rejected, but he was played with. Got it. Under the gaze of the man, it seemed that all the disguises would be pierced, and he appeared dirty and embarrassed, and he had no choice but to flee in the wilderness.

The cold wind blows, and there are many people under your feet, and you can see the rows of houses. There are not many pedestrians on the street, and the vendors who set up stalls are drowsy, and there is a sense of quiet beauty everywhere.

With a slam slam on the railing, a large piece of mahogany shattered and smashed towards the ground.

Mo Feng's face was hideous, with a baby face how weird it looked, distorted to the extreme, where was there still a little bit of the usual hip-hop sunshine pistachio look.

Heh, pulled out a sneer, and his eyes were ruthless and unwilling.

"What about the innate martial artist, and what about the noble son? Even if I, Mo Feng, am a wild seed born to a woman in the Qinglou, one day, I will trample all of you under my feet! Today is played by you. Get, I'll play on his day. Make the world like I play. It's the same as those fools in the martial arts hall! ”

……

In fact, Mo Feng's ability to perceive people's hearts is indeed not weak.

Originally, even if Ma Qingyun knew his nature, he would not refuse him, and for the sake of him being Xiang Yinglong's junior disciple, he would also give him some guidance in martial arts.

There is nothing wrong with people climbing to high places, using all the resources they can use, unscrupulously using all the resources they can use.

The fault is that Ma Qingyun is in a bad mood, when he is unhappy, he will not care if others are unhappy, and he does not want others to take advantage of him.

At the end of the day, the two are identical in some ways.