Chapter 8 The magic is one foot high and one foot high
"This is the meaning of the father, our land cannot be easily trampled on by foreigners. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Yang Cheng said affirmatively, and also made his position clear.
"My own territory, I will protect it myself, there is no need to bother the eldest brother to waste his mind here." Unexpectedly, Yang Xiu directly rejected Yang Cheng, and from a certain point of view, he was also openly disobeying his father.
Yang Cheng looked at Yang Xiu with a puzzled face, this younger brother was completely different from what he remembered.
Yang Xiu in his memory was timid and afraid of things, he didn't dare to disobey his elders, and he never dared to collide with himself; The one in front of him seems to be indulgent and uninhibited, but he has the demeanor of a superior person, and his wisdom and insight are on par with himself.
"Father didn't expect you to accept it."
"Sixth brother, do you know that if I pass on your words to my father, I'm afraid you will immediately lose your identity as the acting lord of Gray Pigeon Harbor." Yang Cheng deliberately bit the word agent a little harder, reminding Yang Xiu to pay attention to his identity and not to go too far.
"Grey Pigeon Harbor is my territory, and I will protect it. As for my father, I would naturally try to convince him. ā
"Does my eldest brother think I don't have the ability?" Yang Xiu asked with a smile, a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.
"Sixth brother, war is child's play! If there is a slight difference in the pool, it will be ruined, and the Gray Pigeon Harbor will become a ruin. Yang Cheng said angrily, blaming Yang Xiu for being ignorant.
"I have the power to protect my territory." Yang Xiu pulled out the long sword at his waist, pushed away the chair and stood up, and turned on the cold ice control, and the whole person was filled with a light blue light.
"Let your best subordinates fight me." Yang Xiu stared at Yang Cheng and said word by word.
Yang Zhicai, who was standing on the side, heard Yang Xiu's words, and immediately rolled his eyes, probably guessing that this guy might have thought of some crooked idea again.
Yang Cheng was really angry, slapped the table directly, and said, "Okay, Changfeng, teach me a good lesson about this guy, just don't be disabled." ā
Hearing this, a slender figure walked out of Yang Cheng's subordinates, it was the leading cavalryman in black and red soft armor when he came, wearing a face that could not be seen clearly, but looking at the figure, it should be a daughter.
"How is it a girl? Big brother, you won't look down on me? When Yang Xiu saw this person, he was immediately dissatisfied.
The woman called Changfeng ignored Yang Xiu and walked straight to the courtyard, and a soldier on the side sent a weapon, which was a bright silver spear, but the head of the spear was unloaded.
"Subordinate Lu Changfeng, please teach the sixth young master." The voice sounded a little cold, revealing an indescribable charm.
The woman's words made Yang Xiu look a little embarrassed.
"Don't cry if you hurt, little sister." Yang Xiu looked like a dead pig, didn't walk at all, and walked leisurely in front of the woman.
The people of the lord's mansion have long since turned their heads and pretended not to see it, it is really a headache for a lord with such a rogue temperament.
"Young master, be careful." Changfeng reminded loudly, and then the spear clenched, and a shot stabbed Yang Xiu's door.
Yang Xiu was taken aback, this little girl still had some ability, so she simply stood with a long sword, and the power of ice shrouded the sword body, ready to resist the woman's shot.
But Yang Xiu didn't expect that this woman was stabbed in the air with a shot, and she could also twist her body to exert force, bypassing the long sword in Yang Xiu's hand, and pointing directly at her right shoulder.
Yang Xiu wanted to change his move again, but he was already down, and he directly turned his heart sideways, controlling the power of ice to cover his right shoulder, and the long sword slapped horizontally towards the woman.
With a sound of impact, Yang Xiu was directly knocked away by the huge force, and hit the courtyard wall with a bang, causing a burst of dust, and the dignity of the mage was inserted into the steps in front of the hall.
"Concession." The woman hugged her fist at Yang Xiu's position, and then turned around to put away the gun.
Yang An in the hall laughed when he saw this scene, the fat on his body couldn't stop rolling, Yang Cheng also stroked his forehead, with a look of regret, but the corners of his eyes were clearly with a slight smile.
"Don't worry, little girl, I didn't admit defeat." In a trance, Yang Xiu stood up again, wrapped in a layer of translucent ice armor.
"Seeing that you are so slim, your strength is terrifying. Tell my brother what he usually eats, and what he wants to do more. Yang Xiu didn't have the slightest intention of restraining at all.
Changfeng stopped, turned his head to look at Yang Cheng, and asked coldly, "Young Master, can I beat him?" ā
"Yes, just don't cripple it." Yang Cheng hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that Changfeng could let it go.
"Then you're welcome." Changfeng chuckled, with a piercing chill in his laughter, which Yang Xiu could clearly feel when he was wearing cold ice armor.
Stepping on the peculiar footwork, Changfeng's spear made it exquisite, perfectly covering Yang Xiu's whole body. Even with the armor possession, Yang Xiu was still deaf and dazzled by the bombardment, and he couldn't tell the direction.
The wind was howling, and another shot hit Yang Xiu's arm, and Yang Xiu was directly shocked to retreat more than a dozen steps and leaned directly against the wall.
"I said you're not... Isn't it just teasing you for two sentences, just... Just beat me up like that? ā
"Grandma, you're not tired... I'm exhausted. Yang Xiu leaned against the wall with one hand, panting heavily.
"Shameless man, teach you a good lesson today, so that you don't have to harm other girls again." Although Changfeng said this to Yang Xiu, his face turned to the hall and looked at Yang An's position.
"Naturally... Naturally, we should teach a good lesson. Although he couldn't see his face, Yang An was still a little hairy, and said hesitantly.
I think it was because Yang An and Yang Xiu discussed the matter of Dongyi's maid just now and Changfeng heard it, so Yang An brought this unwarranted disaster, although Yang An was greedy for beauty, but he didn't dare to have any crooked thoughts about such a powerful woman, Yang Xiu is now a good negative teaching material.
"Sixth Young Master, do you still want your subordinates to loosen your muscles and bones?" Seeing Yang An's performance, Changfeng chuckled and said to Yang Xiu, his words were full of sarcasm.
"I didn't count just now, you asked me to pick up the sword." Yang Xiu is a dead duck with a hard mouth, and he doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin.
"Here you go." The bright silver spear in Changfeng's hand swept away, and he sent the long sword to Yang Xiu's feet with exceptional accuracy, outlining a perfect parabola.
Yang Xiu pulled up the mage's evil dignity, gently enchanted the sword body, and said as if talking to himself, "Do you know what the name of this sword is?" ā
"The dignity of the mage! This is a dignified sword, and so am I! ā
"Come on, I, Yang Xiu, can't lose to you as a woman!"
Immediately, the two pounced on each other again.
Having learned the lesson just now, Yang Xiu chose to fight close this time.
As the saying goes, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, one inch is long and one inch is strong, Yang Xiu's sword is not close to his body, he can only be played with by the long wind of the spear, and the corners of his clothes can't touch half of it.
Yang Xiu launched a ruthless attack, no matter how sharp Changfeng's marksmanship was, it was almost a kind of fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries, you stabbed me, I punched you, and the long sword in his hand became an ornament.
In the face of Yang Xiu's step-by-step approaching rogue-like play, Changfeng was also a little annoyed, so that he couldn't help but increase his strength when he picked up the gun, and there was a faint buzzing sound between the body of the gun.
In the face of the long wind that suddenly increased his strength, Yang Xiu also lost his temper, and fell into the passive beating again.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Xiu was also ruthless, his footsteps changed, and he flashed sideways behind Changfeng, turning on the paralyzing lightning.
A white-blue miniature lightning bolt shot out from Yang Xiu's ring, instantly hitting Changfeng's back, and the whole person maintained a strange posture, frozen in place.
However, Yang Xiu didn't feel that a paralyzing lightning bolt could make her lose her ability to fight, so he hurriedly used the ice control to release the cold ice to freeze Changfeng's lower body.
After doing this, Yang Xiucai finally put his mind at ease, then looked at Yang Cheng, and said proudly, "What's the matter, this little girl hasn't been restrained by me." ā
"Not necessarily, you haven't won yet." Yang Cheng stroked the teacup and said leisurely.
Yang Xiu turned his head to see that a faint reddish-yellow light ignited on Changfeng's body, and his frozen body began to melt gradually, with water droplets constantly dripping.
"It's tenacious." Yang Xiu took a bite, and immediately turned on the ice manipulation, continuing to freeze Changfeng's body.
The red-yellow light collides with the blue light, interweaving a brilliant and colorful picture, and the sound of liquid evaporation is heard in the flow of light.
However, in a moment, Yang Xiu was unable to resist the invasion of the red and yellow light, and the cold ice on Changfeng's body melted completely.
"If I don't beat you to cry today, my mother won't be surnamed Lu!" Changfeng turned his head and gritted his teeth.
A spear was like a gale, steadily sending Yang Xiu's long sword into the air, and then with a beautiful roundabout kick, the long sword was fixed on the goalpost.
The soldiers on the side hurriedly leaned behind the pillar, shrinking their heads in fear, for fear that the aftermath of the fight between the two would not be harmed.
"There's nothing better than getting carried away." Yang Cheng pretended to look lamenting and commented on Yang Xiu's behavior.
Yang Xiu looked at everyone in the hall bitterly, as if asking for help.
Yang An was very honest, staring at the tea in front of him with wide eyes, and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that he would be remembered by the powerful woman in front of him again, and he was not as good as Yang Xiu to be beaten.
The people of the lord's mansion looked even more ervirate, their eyes were not looking away, and their attention was not on the two people fighting in the courtyard at all, and the grass, trees, tables and chairs in the mansion seemed to be more interesting than this fight.
If it is excessive, for example, Yang Zhicai simply leaned back on the chair and dozed off.
"At a critical time, there is no one who is reliable, and if you don't play with you, labor and management will run first." Yang Xiu said angrily, spread his legs and ran wildly outside the mansion.
"Just now, I swore the word dignity, and now I can run faster than a rabbit." Changfeng said disdainfully, the image of Yang Xiu in his heart was already extremely bad, although the original image was not much better.
"Girl, you won, come on, you can hit me, but don't hit me in the face." Hearing this, Rao is Yang Xiu had to stop because of his face like a city wall.
In the end, he obediently admitted it, squatted on the ground and held his head, with an attitude of letting you dispose of it.
"If I don't beat you until you cry, I won't be surnamed Lu!"
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As for whether Yang Xiu cried or not on this day, everyone present today was secretive one by one, and they couldn't say why.
However, it is said that on this night, the lord's mansion would be heard from time to time with screams like killing pigs.