Sleeping in a velvet cover, velvet core quilt, he didn't want to get up. Looking out through the corner of the carved window lattice, the autumn is bright, and a chickadee swims undulatingly, echoing a series of crisp chirps.

A rough knock sounded Huo Ran, and before Wu Yi could react, the knock turned into a loud kicking sound, or the kind of riding boots with back thorns were kicking, and the delicate hollow purple wood partition wall of the entire bedroom swayed for a while. Hurriedly opened the door, and saw a tower-like figure break into the room and hit him. The second child of the Wu family picked up the kettle on the table by himself, poured himself a glass, and reached out to scratch Wu Yi's head while drinking the cup.

"Second brother, don't touch your head, don't blame me for messing up my hairstyle. Wu Yi rolled his eyes.

"I'll see if you've burned your brains with old wine! Yesterday I told you to be honest, you poked such a big basket and made my dad angry. Wu Feiyang, an officer of Yingting, pursed his lips, disdainful of his father's lack of self-cultivation.

A hint of apology flashed in Wu Yi's heart, "I'm honest, and I can't stand the official hat and automatically put it on my head." ”

"Won't you postpone it? My old man can't control you, go home and vent his anger on me, scold me for not learning well with you, and scold me for being the same as you. Seriously, old man, let me ask you, do you know what you're doing?" the second brother asked with a solemn face.

"I know very well what I'm doing, I'm just bored at home, take this opportunity to go out and play", after a moment of silence, he continued, "Since it's already a raccoon dog, why don't you go to Yumen with me to play?" Wu Yi looked forward to it.

Wu Feiyang turned his face blank, "Let your family's wise and martial second brother Wu accompany you to the Yumen Nonsense Stage?" Don't even think about it!" After a pause, he said with some concern: "The ancestor has spoken, don't let you take a soldier or a pawn to waste, I will bring it to a person, called Wu Xiaopeng, you should have seen it, every time you come back from the battle, you will report with me on the pipe band, the person is very reliable, although the temperament is a little stuffy, the skills are still good, when you go out, you are careful in everything." ”

It's like a big girl is getting married, Wu Yi's eye sockets are sour.

Wu Feiyang got up slowly, "Don't come to this set! Make it look like I bullied you, and finally send you a piece of advice-everyone is looking forward to you going to defeat the last bit of the Wu family's belongings in Yumen, no matter what, the most important thing is to save your life, and if you can't go on, come back early!"

"Bang", the second brother went like a gust of wind.

Send away the second brother, there is nothing serious to do left and right, Wu Yi is full of swaying, the original palace day trip, along the road to see the big girl and little daughter-in-law, always offer a fascinated smile, meet a bad attitude, just turn over the white eyes to return, along the way is not shocked, everyone is not surprised.

Walked to a particularly spacious building, only to hear a burst of "ho-ho-ho" full of angry shouts, mixed with a few coquettish voices, surprised approach, looked inside through the window, saw a pair of auxiliary weapons rack placed against the wall, a wide as a football field in the martial arts hall, three or five groups of men in strong suits are fighting each other, and there is a girl with long braids tied to her waist, a person in the corner of the tiger and tiger boxing, and then look carefully, is it not the delicate little Lori, his nominal maid Xiaolan.

It is said that it is indeed quite fateful, although the nose is not the right nose and the face is not the same, but he met four times in two days, although it does not add up to more than a stick of incense, it still makes him feel very kind. The reason why the little girl hates herself deeply is also clear, it is because of Miss Biao, an ugly girl with an abominable face.

The ugly girl's surname is Feng, her name is Qingwu, and she is an orphan left by Wu Yi's mother's sister. When she was five years old, after her mother brought Feng Qingwu home, she hurriedly asked Aunt Ping to take care of Miss Biao, and then she traveled away from home again, and was never heard from as soon as she left. Wu Yi didn't want to see her from the first time they met, and a centipede scar on her face was so disgusting and disgusting.

The point is that after this ugly girl came, her mother never came back.

The naughty Wu Yi thought of ways to trick her, and Xiaolan, as Wu Yi's personal maid, couldn't look past it every time, and tried every way to help Feng Qingwu. Until the year before last, Wu Yi ate too much wine when he was messing around in the town, and made a bet with his friends that when he was a child, he saw a butterfly tattoo on Feng Qingwu's buttocks.

Fortunately, Xiaolan arrived in time after learning about it, and beat up a few scoundrels with the skills she had practiced since she was a child, and she also rewarded Wu Yi with a few old punches by the way. Since then, the master and servant have been like strangers, the maid in the room has a high salary and few things, but Xiaolan took the initiative to give up this identity and asked to go to the bitter and tiring handyman room to wash and sweep the floor.

Hearing these troubles, Wu Yi couldn't wait to slap himself with big-eared melon seeds, which was too strange and anti-human, and even Xiaolan was no longer so arrogant.

With a slight apology, looking forward to easing the relationship with this delicate beauty, Wu Yi slowly touched the weapon rack near Xiaolan Lianwu, he pretended to pick up a knife, who knew that his hand sank, and hurriedly put his left hand on it, and then he held it steady. Any knife, I'm afraid it weighs more than 100 pounds! The black matte blade is iron at a glance, and the wavy patterns formed by repeated forging give people a strange beauty, and a random weapon exceeds the weight of Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

The martial artists who practiced in the martial arts field let out a tiger-like roar from time to time, and a few pairs of fighters rose, and one jump was two or three meters high, defeating the high jump world champion Zhu Jianhua. A lean young man who looked like a thin monkey flew lightly on his toes between the window edge of the martial arts hall and the purlin, and he was flying on the grass or floating on the water? A strong man with a full face and beard who could not tell his age had a pair of bull's eyes, stretched out his fist with a vinegar bowl and threw it towards a shield five or six centimeters thick in the corner of the wall. Wu Yi's eyes are full of stars, Nima, are you sure that it is a fist, not a hammer?

There is no doubt that the force of this world is worth defeating the earth, Wu Yi was so frightened that he was scared, and he was thinking about whether to worship a famous teacher and practice hard for a few years before walking the rivers and lakes, and there was a scream of "ah" in his ears, and Xiaolan, who was immersed in practice, finally found Wu Yi hiding next to him with a knife.

"Why do you follow me so much, tell you not to beat Miss Watch's ghost idea, and don't let me go back to serve you! Otherwise, I will become a monk!"The girl was obviously extremely afraid of coming back to Wu Yi's side as a maid, and while her face turned red and she yelled, she clenched her little fists and put on a defensive posture.