Qinglin Hou looked at Yin Ming and said, "Young Master Yin, your kindness is appreciated by Ben Hou." ”

"However, my son has gone mad, and even a samurai can be slapped in the face, so you won't see him today. ”

"I made you laugh today, and I'll let Qing'er go back and ask you to drink and make amends. ”

And when he had spoken, he arose.

The third prince went crazy, and only Qinglin Hou could suppress it steadily in the Hou Mansion, so he had to go over and watch it himself.

Yin Ming got up and followed, and said, "It's not a scene to talk about, and it's not a lie. ”

"Since I said that I wanted to see Ling Gongzi, I naturally said this with some confidence, and I asked Master Hou to believe me. ”

Qinglin Hou was stunned, judging from the conversation just now, although this Yin Ming is young, he is indeed a calm and serious person.

He should have some certainty when he said this.

Thinking of this, Qinglinhou nodded and said, "In this case, the son is kind, and Benhou really accepts it." ”

"However, if there is danger, call out in time. ”

He is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, because he has long been overwhelmed by the affairs of his younger son.

At that moment, Qinglin Hou and his son personally sent Yin Ming to the back courtyard.

Approaching the other courtyard, the situation in front of him really startled Yin Ming.

There are still twenty or thirty zhang away from the courtyard gate, and I see that the ground is cracked inch by inch, and the big tree with both hands is crooked.

The courtyard gate and courtyard wall in the distance are showing traces of repair everywhere, and there are many new cracks.

Liu Qing smiled bitterly: "Brother Yin, these are all made up by my third brother, you can think about it now." ”

"Don't look at me, I've long been a samurai, and my strength is not bad, but if you want me to see my third brother, I'm also worried. ”

Liu Qing pointed to a fallen tree in front of him and said, "Last time, he had a seizure and smashed me out with one punch. ”

"This tree, then, was smashed like this. ”

Yin Ming groaned slightly, he had gained a lot from his cultivation recently, and he was also quite proficient in the use of poetry.

Even if there is a case, it should still be able to support for a while, barely protecting itself.

Yin Ming said: "It's okay, please open the courtyard door and let me go in and have a look." ”

Seeing that Yin Ming's mind had been decided, Liu Qing and Qinglin Hou both had some admiration.

After all, the idea of a warrior being powerful is deeply ingrained.

They still subconsciously felt that Yin Ming was just a weak literati.

The subordinate opened the courtyard, and Yin Ming stepped into it alone.

Inside the courtyard gate, it was another scene.

Everywhere there were broken masonry, scattered roots, large trees that had been smashed into pieces.

As for the broken tiles, broken branches and leaves mixed in the soil, there are countless of them.

The roar of a lion's roar came from the depths, shaking the ground under Yin Ming's feet.

Yin Ming raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart, what kind of freak is this little boy?

Liu Qing, the little marquis, is a genius in martial arts, and he is close to the peak of the samurai before the age of seventeen.

And I heard that this little boy is very talented, and at the age of thirteen, he was proficient in martial arts and became a samurai.

He is fourteen years old this year, and like his eldest brother Liu Qing, he is close to the peak of the samurai.

But looking at the movement in front of you, where can a samurai do?

It's just that ordinary martial artists can't beat him, no wonder Liu Qing was smashed by him with a punch.

Yin Ming looked at the backyard and saw that there was a strong and righteous spirit there.

Yin Ming shook his head secretly, this shouldn't be a ghost.

This little boy is masculine in blood, and he is an ordinary ghost and ghost, so he doesn't dare to approach him at all.

What the hell is this, even Yin Ming can't figure it out.

Yin Ming slowly walked into the depths, guarding around.

He didn't have any close-quarters combat power, so he had to be careful.

From afar, Yin Ming had already seen the little boy Liu Teng.

However, what stunned him was that Liu Teng was not destroying everywhere.

Liu Teng was trapped in a red-haired cage, struggling frantically, but he couldn't break through the cage.

Around Liu Teng, there are eight red rays, which are deeply inserted into the soil.

It is precisely with these eight red rays as the foundation that this cage is formed.

Neither the red mang nor the cage are entities.

Martial arts breath!

This is the means of the Innate Martial Saint!

But in this Hou Mansion, where did the Innate Martial Saint come from?

At this moment, Yin Ming suddenly stopped, and the whole person stood still.

Dangerous!

Yin Ming realized in his heart.

This kind of fierce and terrifying aura has never been heard of or seen in his life.

It seems that as long as the other party has a thought, he will die in vain.

Even if Yin Ming cultivated Wenqi, his strength was far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, and there were many mysterious and unpredictable methods, they were useless.

The gap in strength is too big!

Yin Ming's back is sandwiched by the spine point, and the starlight is prosperous.

A steady stream of literary qi poured out, stimulating Yin Ming's body.

He was finally able to move, barely turning his stiff neck and looking diagonally ahead.

A young man sat on a broken stump, a shiny sword stuck in the stump.

Of course, the age of a warrior cannot be judged by his appearance.

A strong warrior often maintains the appearance of youth to middle age, because this is the strongest age of the body.

If you show your old age, it means that your body and strength are beginning to decline.

And the Innate Martial Saint can even control the activity of the body, and to a certain extent, it can change the external appearance and physique.