Although Dali is a small border country and is struggling in the cracks of various countries, it has always admired the culture of the Central Plains because of its proximity to the Northern Song Dynasty, coupled with the care of the big brother of the Northern Song Dynasty, Dali has not only been prosperous for hundreds of years than the Central Plains, but even the customs and habits have gradually leaned towards the Central Plains.

At this time, just after the New Year's pass, the densely populated Dali City still exudes a little New Year's flavor, a bluestone paved street on both sides, there are countless yellow tile palaces, resplendent and brilliant, very prosperous.

Zhennan Palace, backyard!

The wind comes and the flowers bloom early, and the warm day is like spring.

There are a few carved beams and painted buildings, and there are many rockeries and flat lakes singing.

It was originally a palace of bliss, but at this time there was an extremely discordant scene.

In the courtyard with many attics.

"Whoosh!"

The energy is sprinkled, the wisps are like fire, and the bursts are like swords, breaking through the air.

"Come back!" The figure flickered, and just fell into the corridor of the pavilion behind a bouquet of flowers, a few wisps of fiery red streamers had already pierced some flowers and leaves, and they were all in the debris, and they were very anxious in front of them.

The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, the young man smiled and sighed, and the afterimage said, the figure continued to hook, only to hear the sound of an explosion throughout the courtyard, and the attic windowsill behind the original young man, and even a pillar of the top beam, had been easily shot through by the streamer like fire.

"Good body!" The color of appreciation in his eyes became more and more intense, dressed in white satin, outlining his tall and strong figure, the handsome middle-aged man in the field couldn't help but sigh in admiration, ten fingers were flying, the afterimages were scattered, and the firelight between the fingers flickered, and the streamer still burst out, and the direction was where the young man's figure paused again.

"Good time!" Faced with the streamer that struck again, the young man's eyes flashed, and after chuckling, he didn't continue to dodge.

I saw that the golden brilliance around the young man's body flashed, and the wisps were like water, quickly pouring into the young man's palm, his hands crossed, and the golden flowing gang had already condensed between his fingers.

As soon as Liugang appeared, a few fires had already shot in front of his face, and the young man did not see the slightest panic on his face, his palms flew and his fingers were chaotic, and in an instant, Qu Zhi had already pointed out a few fingers in the air, all of which were just above the streamer that was shooting.

The remnants of the Dao Dao shattered, and the sound was like the convergence of Jin Ge, and the sound that burst out was faint, and a few wisps of fire-colored streamers that were enough to pierce the wooden pillar were easily defeated by the young man.

"Good fingering!" The middle-aged man exclaimed again, but his subordinates did not show the slightest mercy, his footsteps flashed, his figure fluttered, his long sleeves flew and fluttered, with the help of a few streamers, the middle-aged man deceived himself at least a year ago.

The arms continue to follow the flying sleeves, the sleeves rise and fall like mountains, the figure ripples and fluctuates, and the palms fly and dance like smoke.

""Wuluo Light Smoke Palm"!"

With a hint of surprise on his face, the young man didn't expect that his opponent would actually come up with this set of palm techniques.

"Huh!" Huh, I also didn't expect the boy to know this set of palm techniques, the middle-aged man's hands kept coming, and at the same time as the palm attacked, several palm shadows almost flashed out in the fire-colored light, and in an instant, the man seemed to have six arms, and the palm slapped towards the boy.

"Nothing!"

In the face of several palm shadows, the young man smiled confidently, his left hand stood in front of his chest and became a Buddha's palm, and his right hand fluttered lightly without any strength.

"Prajna Palm!" The middle-aged man's expression was also moved, and in the dissipation of the palm shadow, the young man's palm just broke his false move, and met his palm.

"Bang!"

With a sound of empty drinking, the two-color streamer flashed away, and the two of them touched their palms and left.

The figures are staggered, the sleeves are like smoke, the middle-aged man is staggered to one side, and the palm strength is continuous, like a storm crashing on the shore, and slapping at the young man one after another.

The young man did not show weakness, the Buddha's light was faintly visible, the palm strength was sometimes like a mountain, sometimes empty, his arms were flying, between the clouds and flowing water, his palms were fluttering, and he had blocked all the attacks of the middle-aged people.

I only heard a muffled sound, wisps of light burst out, overflowing with energy, the surrounding rare flowers and trees, suppressed all the heads, pieces of flying flowers and flowing leaves, kept with the strength of the two of them sprinkled in the palms, up and down, floating into rain.

In the time when the two of them were staggered and didn't count their breaths, they had already fought against each other, although no one could help anyone, but their strong strength was fully revealed.

After the handover, when the two of them fell, turned over to the opposite side, and wanted to continue to fight, a sharp cry suddenly pierced the silence of the palace, not only making the figures of the two stunned, but also the entire palace was in a mess because of this shout.

"Oh no, the little prince is gone!"

Hearing this sudden shout, compared to the shock and shame on the middle-aged man's face and incredulity, there was only a light smile on the face of the young man opposite.

However, in the eyes of the young man looking at the middle-aged man, he was full of schadenfreude.

"Duan Yu, this stupid boy, can't bear it after all!"

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When the first winter snow in Songshan came unexpectedly and fell in the Central Plains, feeling that the plot was about to start at dusk, I went up the mountain and asked for a worship post from the abbot of Xuanci, and rushed to Dali with the two daughters to visit the monks of Tianlong Temple.

After several competitions on the Buddha, dusk relied on his unforgettable ability and solid and superb martial arts, not only impressed the monks of Tianlong Temple, but also made a great reputation in Dali.

Dali is a small country, not a big place, and soon, the Dali Emperor Duan Zhengming learned of the existence of dusk, so he specially sent an invitation.

When Duan Zhengming was visited at dusk, Duan Zhengchun was naturally present, and the two fought for a round without winning or losing.

It has been half a month in the Zhennan Palace, and he has nothing to do with Duan Zhengchun, and by the way, he flickered the ignorant Duan Yu, and he was comfortable at dusk.

However, the leisurely days always pass too quickly, no, before the New Year passed, Duan Yu, who was cute and naïve by nature, couldn't help but yearn for freedom, and sneaked out of the huge and luxurious cage of Zhennan Wangfu, leaving not even a piece of paper.

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"Huang Shaoxia, let you see the joke!"

Still dressed in white, Duan Zhengchun's handsome and jade-like face, although he looked very calm, but in his eyes, a trace of anxiety and uneasiness flashed from time to time, after all, Duan Yu's stupid boy didn't know how to work hard at all, and this time he ran out secretly, who dared to guarantee that there would be no accidents.

Of course, in fact, if it weren't for Duan Yu's existence of the protagonist's aura, he wouldn't know how many times he would have hung up.

"Lord Duan laughed!" Arching his hand, Dusk just sat on the chair, and said with a little shame: "This thing is also to blame, if it weren't for the next day and Duan Gongzi to discuss some things in the rivers and lakes, he wouldn't say goodbye like this!" ”

"Huang Shaoxia, don't say that!" Shaking his head, Duan Zhengchun smiled bitterly: "Can my own child still not understand, this stinky boy has never liked things in the rivers and lakes, otherwise he wouldn't be so tired of practicing martial arts." Recently, it may be too urgent to force him to practice martial arts, so this stinky boy will run away from home and temporarily hide! ”