"It doesn't matter, since Zhang Gongzi wants to learn a thing or two from me, how can I touch his mind. ”

Wan Ning, who had been standing on the side for a long time, stood up, blocked Zhou Yuya behind him, and said lightly. Although his cultivation was forever stagnant at the ninth rank of the day after tomorrow, under the unremitting efforts to absorb the light of the stars for such a long time, his physical strength had reached a terrifying state. Wan Ning once tried to compete with the bodyguards in the mansion, and he could fiercely fight the spiritual cultivation of the innate four stages without falling behind, but if his cultivation was a little higher, he would not be able to defeat it.

"That kid from the Zhang family has a bad stomach, he is eyeing you, and he will definitely be ready to be vicious, you must be careful. Although Zhou Yuya also knew that Wanning's combat power was extraordinary, he still admonished loudly.

"Don't worry, I naturally know it in my heart. Wan Ning winked at Zhou Yuya and laughed in a low voice. Then he turned his head, walked to the center of the clearing, arched his hand at Zhang He, and said, "Zhang Gongzi, I still have something to do later, let's just learn a trick and say goodbye." ”

"Okay, since you sent it to the door, don't blame this son for being polite!" Zhang He, who thought that Wan Ning had fallen into his trap, could no longer hide his revenge and pleasure, he used the water system spiritual power, and stepped in front of Wan Ning with a blast step, with a light blue shimmer in his left hand, pointing directly at Wan Ning's heart.

Hmph, what a ruthless guy, it looks like this guy wants to take my life. Zhang He's moves are all in Wanning's eyes. The white-clothed young man snorted coldly, tapped his left foot, pulled back the distance, and then spread his right hand, turning his palm into a fist, and the palm that lacked spiritual power wrapped in it actually stretched out towards Zhang He's punch.

"You are trying in vain to take my blow full of spiritual power with your physical body, it seems that the rumors in the market that you are congenitally chaotic, lack meridians, and will not be able to break through the innate realm in your life, and it is true!" Zhang He was only a teenager after all, and when he saw such a light victory, he was already happily pulling his mouth to the root of his ear, so he increased his spiritual power and condensed the spiritual power of his whole body into his left fist, in a vain attempt to kill him with one blow.

"To deal with you, you don't need to use spiritual power yet. Wan Ning was still a little scared, worried that Zhang He would have a back hand, but when the young man saw this scene, this person's footsteps were weak, and at first glance, he was hollowed out by wine, and he had no strength to punch, and his whole body was full of flaws. At the tense juncture of life and death in the eyes of outsiders, Wan Ning even had time to shake his head, feeling that he had a high opinion of Zhang He.

After all, Wan Ning was born in the world at the top of the spiritual realm in his previous life, and all the people who came and went were demonic figures like the young master of the Holy Clan, the demon gate giant, and Zhang He was just a wine bag and rice bag in the ordinary world, and he was negligent in cultivation on weekdays, just relying on the solid wealth of his family and eating countless rare medicinal herbs and treasures, he barely piled up the realm to the innate stage, Wan Ning was already very contemptuous of Zhang He, but he didn't expect that he had to lower his horizons in order to reluctantly fit into the guy in front of him who fell down at a touch.

"You only have one way left!" Zhang He knew the reason, in his opinion, Wan Ning at this time was like a lamb to the slaughter, and he only needed a light blow to knock him to the ground, seriously injured to the point of coma.

Dealing with a waste like this has lost my identity as Wan. Originally, Wan Ning still wanted to leave no trouble, and directly found a way to abolish Zhang He here, but now he is bored, it is better to spend time choosing a birthday gift for Zhou Yuya and her mother. So in full view of everyone, Wan Ning just raised his hand casually, and that white palm actually stopped Zhang He's rapid attack, and Zhang He's fist with light blue spiritual power stopped in front of Wan Ning's chest, unable to go further.

"You! you... Let go!" Zhang He's face flushed, he didn't attack, he couldn't pull his hand, as if his hand was embedded in the stone. He couldn't figure out why Wan Ning couldn't use spiritual power to capture himself easily, this was different from the plot he had conceived in his mind, but he didn't expect that in an instant, the roles of the two sides were reversed, and the lamb to be slaughtered turned into a big bad wolf with bloodshot eyes.

"Does Zhang Gongzi still want to learn? Wan Ning grabbed Zhang He's left fist and yawned listlessly, as if the young man in front of him whose face was swollen to the color of pig liver had nothing to do with him, he shook his head, and glared at the few Zhang family members around him who wanted to sneak attack him.

Zhou Yuya saw the strange situation, pulled out a short knife, and added red spiritual power, threatening and warning the family members who surrounded the two, most of those family members were ordinary people who could not cultivate spiritually, plus Zhou Yuya's father's murderous reputation shocked the entire Shogunate Mansion, how dare he step forward easily.

"No... No, let go of Second Master Wan!" How could Zhang He's spiritual power support him to use it like this, it had long since disappeared. Without the blessing of cultivation, coupled with the side effects of excessive use of spiritual power, Zhang He only felt that his legs were sore, he was half-kneeling on the ground, and he couldn't stand up, and because the tall Wan Ning was still holding his left hand, he couldn't even kneel.

"Then are you wrong. Wan Ning still didn't let go of Zhang He, but took out two copper coins from the package, gave them to an old man beside him, and tore off two hawthorn skewers from the sugar gourd rack he was holding, handed one to Zhou Yuya, and chewed the other one himself, and the sugar stains on the hawthorn skewers dripped down the sticks on Zhang He's hair.

"Wrong, wrong! Second Master Wan spare his life! I don't dare anymore!" Zhang He has been pampered since he was a child, how can he have suffered this kind of hardship, at this time, where can he care about the face of Zhang Gongzi, in front of dozens of onlookers, snorting and tears flowed together, howling and begging for mercy.

"Don't come to succeed if you have some strength, it's better to be a down-to-earth person. Let's go, Xiao Yu, it's been a lot of time to make such a fuss. Wan Ning finally let go of his hand, he looked down at Zhang He, who was rolling around holding his wrist, and turned back to greet Zhou Yuya.

"Call me Sister Yu!" Zhou Yuya withdrew the short knife with a "dang" sound, followed behind Wan Ning, and protested.

"You want to be beautiful. ”

"What did you say!"

Wan Ning and Zhou Yuya's voices gradually drifted apart, and the Zhang family finally approached Zhang He and wanted to help him up, but Zhang He, who was crawling on the ground, suddenly shook his hand and opened the surrounding family members: "You are a bunch of waste, get out of me!"

"Childe, this is what you said yourself, you want to compete with others...", a young man next to him said with some grievances.

"Shut up!" Zhang He stood up, strode towards the young man, and slapped him in the face, although his strength was far inferior to Wanning, but he could still be powerful in front of these ordinary people, the young man's face soon appeared bloody red palm prints, he was stunned, his eyes were slightly red, but he didn't dare to cry in front of Zhang He, who was still angry.

"A bunch of embarrassing and conspicuous waste, what are you doing here, don't get out of here!"

Zhang He glanced at the crowd around him, in his opinion, these passers-by who had witnessed his glorious return in the plan had now become demons who ridiculed him, all this was so wonderful, it was because Wanning was too strong, if he was as weak as he imagined, how could these things happen.

Although this logic is very young and mentally retarded, Zhang He, a person who is rigid and conceited, practical, weak and inferior, never refuses to admit that it is his own mistakes, so he tries his best to blame others for his mistakes.

Zhang He looked at the street where Wan Ning left, his expression was resentful, he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood raw, in his heart he and this person had formed an undying enemy, but he didn't know that Wan Ning didn't abolish his cultivation just because he pitied him.

Besides, on Wan Ning's side, although Zhou Yuya repeatedly emphasized that she didn't need to buy any gifts for her mother, in the end, Wan Ning still chose a bracelet for Mrs. Zhou, but-

"Your bracelet is pretty good, so I'll give it to you. Zhou Yuya walked on the road, playing with the birthday gift that Wanning bought for her mother, looking like she couldn't put it down.

"This is what I bought for Mrs. Zhou, if you like it, I'll buy it for you another day." Wan Ning said with a black line.

"No need, you give this bracelet to my mother, I will beg her, and she will definitely give it to me. Zhou Yuya patted her flat little chest and said proudly, although Wanning didn't know what to be proud of about this kind of thing.

"You stupid girl, what are you talking about!" Suddenly, from not far away, there was a hearty laugh from the big man, the two raised their heads, only to find that they had arrived at the gate of the Zhou Mansion, and there were two family members guarding the left and right of the gate, but they said that they were family members, but the two of them exuded a solemn atmosphere, just like veterans who had fought on the battlefield for many years.

And in the middle of the two family members stood a more conspicuous big man in a sweatshirt, the big man was more than a foot tall, full of muscles, and his beard hung on his chin, like a wild giant bear, just one person could block the entire gate, and it looked even more fierce and vicious like Shura. However, he was very comically tied with a floral apron around his waist, holding a spoon in his hand, and he turned out to be dressed as a family cook.

"Dad, you've finally gone down to the kitchen to cook!" Seeing the tall man, Zhou Yuya's eyes lit up, and he ran over in three steps and two steps, hanging on the big man's neck like a little monkey, and his head hit the rough chest with a bang.

"Haha! My little ancestor, you're back, today is your mother's birthday, I'm definitely going to cook it myself! Wan Ning come in, Lao Wan and your mother have arrived. The tall and strong man threw Zhou Yuya on the spot, and then put it on the ground, as if he had just noticed Wan Ning who was standing aside and didn't dare to speak, he smiled heartily and patted Wan Ning's shoulder, Rao was Wan Ning's physique, and almost slapped Wan Ning's bones apart.

"Okay Uncle Zhou, it's better to be respectful than to obey your orders, I'll take the first step. Wan Ning rubbed his shoulders and smiled a little stiffly, in order not to disturb this intimate and strange father and daughter, he turned sideways and got through the door through the gap left by the big man.

It seems that the personalities and tempers of this father and daughter are in the same vein, why didn't Zhou Yuya inherit Mrs. Zhou's gentle and quiet character. Wan Ning walked in the courtyard of the Zhou Mansion, thinking as he walked.