"You, who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man who suddenly appeared behind him like a god and demon, and the middle-aged man said in a trembling voice.

"Oh, this is my house, you asked who I am?" Ye Xuan looked at the so-called flower thief in front of him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, took a step, and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

"This is your home, you ......" Looking at Ye Xuan, who seemed to be walking towards him unsuspectingly, a strange color flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the long sword in his hand "clanged" out of the sheath with a long sound, and under the candlelight, a dim cold light appeared on the long sword, and his body burst up, and a sword was like a cold light and a slight shadow, stabbing straight at Ye Xuan's throat.

The middle-aged man is very sure of his "lightning flash" swordsmanship, among the rivers and lakes, there are no less than three second-rate masters who died under his move, not to mention that he suddenly broke out, in this case, even if the first-class master is not careful, he may fall into his way.

The girl on the bed saw the middle-aged man's sword suddenly stabbed into Ye Xuan's neck, a pair of spiritual eyes seemed to reflect a wisp of crimson, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled, and her face was even more frightened and pale.

"Stinky boy, give me ...... reincarnation in my life" The long sword was getting closer and closer to Ye Xuan's neck, and seeing that the long sword was about to penetrate Ye Xuan's neck in the next second, a hideous smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

But soon, the smile on the middle-aged man's face froze, his eyes were as big as a bullfrog, and looking at Ye Xuan's face was even more like seeing a ghost.

I saw that the middle-aged man's long sword stopped three inches away from Ye Xuan's throat, no matter how hard he tried, the long sword seemed to be caught by fine iron, and he couldn't move.

"You, you ......" Looking at Ye Xuan, who was holding his long sword with only two fingers, the middle-aged man's face was shocked, full of disbelief, when did this small Zhangzhou Mansion appear with such a high level of martial arts?

Looking at the frightened middle-aged man. Ye Xuan shook his head expressionlessly, and then as soon as his body entered, his right leg kicked out suddenly, like a spiritual snake out of a hole, like a dragon out of the sea, and in an instant, a series of eighteen legs kicked on the middle-aged man's body, only to see the bones on the middle-aged man's body "crackling" for a while, and then with a "bang", the body shape was like a sharp arrow shot by a crossbow. Broke open the room and fell directly to the front of the building in front of the embroidery building.

"Wow! －－－”

"What's the matter?"

"Who?"

"There are thieves!"

"Don't go, catch the thief!"

…………

The middle-aged man was kicked out of the embroidery building before a bang that broke the room, coupled with the sound of him falling to the ground, if the nursing courtyard in the Ye Mansion hadn't reacted, it would really be a bunch of dead people.

Soon, the originally quiet and dim Ye Mansion suddenly became noisy and abnormal, and the guards and servants of the family picked up torches, wooden sticks and other weapons and ran into the inner courtyard.

The light and noise in the outer courtyard gradually rose, and Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to them anymore. Instead, he walked to Ye Huan's bed, looking at Ye Huan, who was only wearing pajamas and being pointed, Ye Xuan frowned, feeling a little clueless.

Maybe for something else. Ye Xuan still has some methods, but Ye Xuan is really a little caught off guard by the magical acupoint kung fu of ancient Huaguo, because Huaguo's acupoints rely not only on the magic of human acupuncture points. It is also necessary to assist the same magical inner true qi, if you don't know how to solve the acupoints and go to help people solve the acupoints, not only can you not solve the acupoints. It could get worse and worse.

Looking at Ye Huan, who was looking at him pitifully, Ye Xuan didn't know how to comfort her, smiled at her a little embarrassedly, and said, "Don't be afraid, the thief has been injured and captured by me just now, but the acupoint on your body can't be solved, maybe when your second brother comes, there will be a way." ”

Huan'er couldn't move his hands and couldn't speak, so he could only look at Ye Xuan and blink, as if he wanted to say that there was a big brother, and I wasn't afraid.

Looking at the sound that was getting closer and closer, Ye Xuan thought about it, looked around, and took a thicker piece of clothing and draped it on her body.

"The thieves are here! The thieves are here, come and tie up ......"

"Where's the third lady...... Huan'er! ……”

At this time, there was a noisy shouting and chaotic footsteps outside the embroidery building, and then several people appeared at the door of Ye Huan's room.

"Huan'er, my son......" As soon as Zhang saw Ye Huan sitting motionless on the bed, his eyes rippled with tears, and he rushed to the side of the bed at once, picked up Ye Huan and cried sadly.

"Xuan'er? How did you end up here? Seeing Ye Xuan, who appeared in Ye Huan's room before himself and the others, a trace of suspicion flashed on Ye Fuquan's face, looking at Ye Xuan's appearance, it was obvious that he had been waiting here for a long time.

"Dad, I just finished reading a book in the room, I wanted to rest for a while, so I watched the moon and the wind by the window, but I saw a person who actually flew from the outer courtyard to Huan'er's embroidery building, I was worried about Huan'er's safety, so I rushed over." Ye Xuan looked at Ye Fuquan and said calmly.

"Oh?" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Fuquan thought that he was just one step ahead of himself and others, looked at Ye Xuan and asked, "Then when you came up, did you see who rescued Huan'er and knocked the thief downstairs?" ”

In Ye Fuquan's opinion, his son has always been a weak scholar who is powerless, and it is naturally impossible for him to connect Ye Xuan with the chivalrous warrior who injured and captured the damn flower thief.

"Dad, I'm the one who injured the thief!" Regarding this matter, Ye Xuan had no intention of hiding it from the beginning, because only after Ye Fuquan knew that he was practicing martial arts, he could rest assured that he would go out to study.

"You?" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Fuquan obviously didn't believe it, "Xuan'er, you said that you injured the thief downstairs?" ”

"Yes, Dad, I know it's hard for you to believe, but ...... Bang! As he spoke, Ye Xuan suddenly raised his fist and slammed it down on the solid wood square table next to him, only to hear a "bang", and the square table was directly smashed to pieces under Ye Xuan's punch, leaving only a piece of wreckage.

"This, this ......" Not only Ye Fuquan was alone, but even Ye Nian and Zhang behind him stared at the scattered wooden table and were speechless.

"Xuan'er, this, what's going on?" A scholar who had always thought that he was powerless suddenly became a martial arts master, even if this person was his son, for a while, this made Ye Fuquan a little difficult to accept.

Seeing that several people were looking at him with questioning faces, Ye Xuan smiled slightly, put his hands on his shoulders, and said slowly: "Dad, mother, here's the thing, one day more than ten years ago, the child went to the street alone, and suddenly an old man who looked like a beggar came to the street, he saw his son's bones were wonderful, and a spiritual light rushed straight to the clouds from the heavenly spirit cover ......" (to be continued......