"The martial arts scholars have a lot of skills, that is, they create a wonderful world. The seven potentials are versatile and thoughtful, and they can become famous if they specialize in one art. Evil Xiaoqi lay on his back under the grape trellis in the backyard, looking at the already yellowed "Seven Potentials" and muttered to himself, the sun sparkled through the gaps in the grape branches and leaves mottled on the seventeen-year-old boy's face, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. It's still childish.

"Young master, you better go over and have a look. Lao Wutou's gang has come to make trouble again, and now the front hall is a mess. You still have the heart to study martial arts. "The maid Xiaoju's hair is simply curled into a mustache, and she is wearing a light yellow embroidered chrysanthemum thin silk shirt with a petite figure. As the personal maid of the little master of the evil mansion, she has taken care of the evil little seven for many years, and she speaks straightforwardly and openly.

"Didn't Daddy confess it? The foreign affairs disputes of the evil family are all handled by the old housekeeper to assist the second uncle. I don't know how to make decisions about business interests. It doesn't help if you go, it's better to seize the time to understand some martial arts and increase some cultivation. Evil Xiaoqi raised his eyelids slightly, changed to a more comfortable position, and lay on his back on the chair. Holding up the treasure-like martial arts book in the air with both hands, he stared intently at the obscure words on it as he spoke, and muttered to himself like a dream.

"The second uncle has followed the eldest master for many years, and he has a lot of experience in running a business and dealing with miscellaneous chores. Young master, go and see T, maybe you can learn some things such as managing daily disputes, and in the future, the evil family's huge family business will have to rely on you to support it. Xiao Ju persuaded slowly, quite hating that iron does not become steel.

"Okay, I'll go right away. It was as if the evil little seven who had been empowered jumped up, making Xiao Ju's body shake in fright, watching the back of the little young master disappear around the corner in an instant. I can't help but sigh, when will the little master grow up.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, prepare horses for Young Master Ben, Xiyang Building, Nanxi Fang, I made an appointment with Old Man Feng to talk about things. Evil Xiaoqi shouted as he ran.

On Nanwang Avenue, which was crowded with people, two fast horses cut in like knives against the rolling skylight, causing passers-by to jump and scold angrily and have to dodge a gap.

Approaching Xiyang Tower, Evil Xiaoqi clamped the horse's belly and slammed the reins, as if the horse's sideburns condensed by darkness flew and neighed into the air.

West of Xiyang Building.

Near the window, sat an old man and a young man.

The old man has white hair and is fifty or sixty years old, and he is in good spirits. His dark brown eyes were as transparent as amber, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile could not hide the bitterness.

once recorded every word of the emperor in the court, and the scenery is the youngest historian. Now that he has fallen to this point, he has to complain that the old Feng leader is quite talented and conceited, and he disdains to break his eyebrows and bend his waist to deal with the powerful, and finally offended the prominent and powerful, demoted and demoted to the common people. Now he collects all kinds of folk magic skills and prepares to write a magnificent book in his lifetime. Of course, the entry of martial arts is also in the category of compiling books and biography. This is also the topic that Xie Xiaoqi is most interested in, and today's interview is about this aspect.

The girl next to her is twenty-eight years old, but she has black eyebrows and bright eyes, and she has an exotic wild beauty.

Evil Xiaoqi instructed the shopkeeper to tie up his horse, enter the lobby and go straight up the stairs.

"The little girl Feng Mi left early because her mother left. Old and long-term wandering outside the home without a fixed place, he has been studying the Quran and divination in the ancient temple. Old man Feng said: "It's only because the old age is as tall as a rotten wood that the little girl has come all the way back to take care of it." ”

"Dad, look at what you say, how can you talk about it with your daughter" Feng Mi's words had a mysterious charm unique to foreign regions, and they sounded extremely comfortable.

Even the steamed bun behind Evil Xiaoqi, the two little eyes couldn't help but sneak a glance at her several times. The saliva is overflowing.

This old boy, who has known each other for so many years, actually hides a treasure, which is simply a demon in the world. Evil Xiaoqi scolded secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Feng Mi a few more times.

"It is said that on the night of the full moon, the redundant iron valley is precipitated into a very thin Qinglan qi every five hundred years, and the gray atmosphere fills the entire heavenly dome, revealing a brilliant heavenly river that spans thousands of eternities. Reflecting the brilliant stars in the sky, it is like a world of rise and fall. Ordinary people's perceptual abilities cannot capture the eternal power of mysterious nature. Only a soul with an extremely rare and extremely powerful soul can penetrate the mysteries of transcendence. Old man Feng talked eloquently, with a white beard and fluttering jaws, quite like a celebrity.

"The stars, the lakes, the rain falling in the wilderness, can they have that kind of infinite power?" Feng Mi's thin lips opened up and down, which surprised the evil boy again, and he didn't expect that this little girl was not shallow.

"In a sense, all individual substances that are independent can be regarded as infinite natural forces, but at a given moment, the power may be greater or less. The shopkeeper quickly served food and tea with his hands and feet, and the old man Feng stretched out his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of dim sum, and put it in his mouth. While eating, he took a sip of the teacup, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Everything in the world has a spirit, just like the water that boils tea, you can't see its shape, but you can hear its sound, know its bones, and all things are nourished by it." Isn't it an invisible and infinite force?"

"That's a powerful nightmare power, too. Evil boy Seven sighed lightly, and seemed to have opened his mind. Scratching his head and saying: "The smoke of the lake, the rushing spring and the roaring waves are the soul of the sword, the meaning of the sword, and the courage of people." Yin and yang, ice and fire are irreversible, safety and danger are easy to live in, and blessings and disasters are born together. ”

Suddenly, the sound of loud laughter and footsteps on the stairs came from the warm air.

"I thought who was noisy here, it turned out to be the little master of the evil family. The voice was rough and hoarse, with a bit of disdainful mockery. Several men walked up the last few stairs, and the leader saw Evil Xiaoqi at a glance.

"Master Jia, the younger brother is polite here. Evil Xiaoqi didn't seem to hear the disrespect in his words, and got up and clasped his fists to salute.

Jia Zheng just bowed slightly, and his eyes unconsciously slipped over Evil Xiaoqi to Feng Mi opposite, looking a little surprised. I probably didn't expect that there would be such a mixed-race beauty in the world.

"Isn't that girl in Yimeng Pavilion very good? Don't indulge in beauty and forget our bet. Jia Zheng laughed ugly, with undisguised mockery and sarcasm.

A few men next to him laughed.

"There are many of them, don't be reckless and suffer the losses in front of you. Old Feng Tou leaned close to Evil Xiaoqi's ear and whispered.

"I think Mr. Jia misunderstood, this young lady is a friend's daughter, and we only met today. Evil Xiaoqi's eyes were slightly cold, and his smile was still there: "May 15th, see you or leave." ”

"I just met, I didn't expect that there was such a standard woman in the world, dare to ask the girl's name?" A man in white beside Jia Huai stepped forward, his eyes frivolous. Squinted his eyes and looked at the evil little seven and the others, and finally stared at Feng Mi. There is a hint of provocation in the words.