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Qin Xin was angry when he heard Fang Feipeng say so unreasonable, but he ignored him, and still kowtowed to his parents a few times respectfully in front of everyone.

Qin Yuan's lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word, and Mrs. Qin was also excited, and with tears in her eyes, she stepped forward to take Qin Xin's hand, helped him up and said, "Xin'er, get up...... Are you really Xin'er?Aren't you dreaming again?Let your mother take a good look, my Xin'er...... Lost weight...... You must have suffered a lot, right?"

"Damn, you little bastard, Lao Tzu told you to get out, did you hear ......" Fang Feipeng is a rough man, but he is also the head of a dart game, and he is usually arrogant, and when he saw that the mother and son didn't take themselves in their eyes at all, they were angry, so they wanted to step forward and teach Qin Xin a lesson.

Qin Xin heard Fang Feipeng's unscrupulous words, insulting both himself and his parents, if it was before, he would definitely jump up immediately and scold the other party, and maybe even use force directly.

But now, this person is just an ant-like existence in his eyes, and there is no need to be angry with the ants, but he still doesn't mind teaching this ant a lesson, so he turned around and looked at Fang Feipeng with contempt.

"You...... Fucking looking for death......" Fang Feipeng saw that Qin Xin was actually facing him with his nostrils, and roared angrily, drawing his knife and about to rush forward.

But at this moment, Situ Ye, the head of the Kaishan Martial Arts Pavilion, interrupted Fang Feipeng's words and said, "Qin Xin, the old man heard that you went to the Central Plains to learn art, what's the matter? It's only been less than a year, have you returned from your art?"

"Qin Xin?" As soon as Fang Feipeng saw Situ Ye speak, he knew that he was really a member of the Qin family, and seeing Qin Xin's ignorance of him, he didn't have a seizure for a while, and he didn't have a seizure, and his face immediately turned red in one breath.

Qin Xin heard that there was some sarcasm in Situ Ye's tone, and he was a little angry in his heart, but he had met Situ Ye with his father once, and he had always been commensurate with his uncle, plus with so many people present, he was not rude.

So he no longer looked at Fang Feipeng, but hugged his fist at Situ Ye, and said politely along with his words: "Yes, Uncle Situ, the little nephew has returned from his art." ”

Qin Yuan also heard the irony in Situ Ye's words, but after all, Situ Ye was a senior master, he could say this, and it would be wrong for his son to follow his words and answer like this.

Although he knew that his Qin Xin was not an arrogant person, he didn't expect him to speak wildly in front of so many martial arts masters today, and he couldn't help but say with a sinking face: "Xin'er, don't talk nonsense." ”

When Qin Xin saw that his father was angry, he had to reply respectfully: "Yes, father!"

As soon as Situ Ye heard Qin Xin answer his words without knowing the sky, he was a little annoyed in his heart, and when he saw Qin Xin's posture of holding his fists, he was even more angry, although Qin Xin was commensurate with his uncle, but he didn't practice the disciple salute, and he actually hugged his fists to perform the salute of his peers, so how could he not be angry.

But after all, Situ Ye has been galloping the rivers and lakes for so many years, what kind of person has never been seen, and he is very deep in the city, although he is angry in his heart, but there is no show on his face.

Situ Ye nodded lightly and said, "Qin Xin, since you have returned from Yicheng...... although his words were very plain, he deliberately repeated the words "Yicheng has returned", and his tone was very heavy, causing a burst of laughter from the people around him.

"How dare a little doll who has not dried up dare to say that Yicheng has returned?"

"Haha, what kind of art has returned, it's just a clown jumping off the beam"

"I don't know what is high and the earth is thick, and I dare to call myself an artist in front of so many seniors?"

"Isn't this kid crazy?"

Situ Ye suppressed all the other voices in a loud voice, and continued: "In this case, you are really qualified to fight on behalf of the Qin family......

"Master Situ, I'll clean up this little bastard. Fang Feipeng was nowhere to say in one breath, and when he heard Situ Ye say this, he hurriedly asked Zhan Dao.

Situ Ye glared at Fang Feipeng quietly, but did not speak, Fang Feipeng didn't know what Master Situ meant, he was shocked, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to Situ Ye, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Situ Ye looked at Qin Xin, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, because just now Qin Xin flew into the courtyard from the crowd, Qin Yuan didn't pay attention because he cared about Qin Chu's competition, but Situ Ye was watching and listening to all directions, how Qin Xin came in, he could see it clearly.

The body was as light as a swallow and a dragonfly fell into the hospital silently, this series of actions showed that Qin Xin's internal strength and light skills had reached a peak of perfection.

Although Situ Ye has a horizontal internal kung fu, he is not good at light skills, so when Qin Xin landed, he subconsciously glanced at Wu Zhengxun, the head of Feiyan Pavilion.

At this time, Wu Zhengxun also happened to see the scene of Qin Xin entering the courtyard, Situ Ye didn't look at it, this look actually saw a trace of shock in Wu Zhengxun's eyes, which made Situ Ye surprised.

Feiyan Pavilion was originally mainly engaged in the practice of light skills, and Wu Zhengxun immersed all his energy in light skills, and he was able to improve the light skills handed down by Feiyan Pavilion before.

can see the look of shock in his eyes, which means that this young man who came in should be very uneasy.

Situ Ye secretly glanced at Qin Xin a few more times, seeing that his steps were vain, and his temples were mediocre, he really didn't look like a master with stunts, so Fang Feipeng, a reckless man, said that he wanted to clean up Qin Xin, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

He exchanged glances with Wu Zhengxun, and Wu Zhengxun nodded thoughtfully, as if to say, it was not impossible for him to try Qin Xin's reality.

After Situ Ye and Wu Zhengxun exchanged glances, they said seemingly casually: "Master Fang, then you will fight against Qin Xin of the Qin family for this time." ”

"Thank you Situ for your success. Fang Feipeng's face was full of joy and said to Qin Xin: "Rabbit cub, dare to put your nostrils at grandpa, then let grandpa weigh you, see how many catties and taels you have, and show your weapons." ”

"Third brother, I think, we won't fight this time, let's admit defeat. Qin Chu said to Qin Xin with a worried look on his face.

Although he knew that Qin Xin was going to cultivate immortals, he was still so thin when he came back, and in this short period of less than a year, how far could he cultivate, his parents said that he had poor qualifications, maybe he was driven back by the immortal cultivation sect.

Although Qin Xin was full of confidence just now that he was "returning from art", it must be that he was young and knowledgeable, thinking that he was very powerful after learning some immortal arts, Fang Feipeng's knife skills were very old-fashioned, and he did his best, but he was still defeated, not to mention this third brother who looked weak and couldn't help it.

"The third brother took the sword. Qin Kai took a short sword from his waist and threw it to Qin Xin.

Qin Kai doesn't like to learn martial arts, so he doesn't know martial arts, Qin Yuan is useless no matter how hard he forces, so he has no choice but to find the best blacksmith in the city to give him a short sword to defend himself.

Qin Kai knew that Qin Xin was definitely not a high-minded and arrogant person, he and Qin Xin grew up together since childhood, and they were the same age, so he knew this best.

And he also knew that when the third brother had not left home, the Gale Sword Technique had already achieved a small success, so he handed over his short sword to Qin Xin.

Qin Xin smiled at the eldest brother, signaling him to rest assured, and then took the short sword handed over by the second brother, and pulled the short sword out of the scabbard with a "bang", as soon as the sword came out of the sheath, a cold chill emanated from the short sword, and the blade of the sword shone, obviously an indestructible sword.

"Sure enough, it's a good sword. Qin Xin praised, he had seen the second brother often hanging a short sword around his waist before, he always wanted to play with it, but the second brother knew that this was too sharp, and he was afraid of hurting the third brother, so he never lent it to him, and looked at the sword tightly, at that time he didn't understand the meaning of the second brother, and always felt that the second brother was stingy.

Qin Xin picked up the short sword and slashed two swords, then returned the sword into the sheath and handed it back to Qin Kai.

Qin Kai didn't know why, but he still took the short sword and said with a smile: "What?

"The sword is not short, it's just a knife used to kill chickens?" Qin Xin laughed.

Fang Feipeng was not far from the two of them, and he heard the words of the two brothers clearly, pointed a knife at Qin Xin and said angrily: "What......? You...... How dare you say that grandpa is a chicken?"

Qin Xin ignored him at all, then walked to the sidelines, came to a little boy of eleven or twelve years old and said, "Little dog, can you lend your sword to your brother and use it well?"

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was the son of a general of the Qin family, and at this time he was holding a half-eaten sugar gourd in one hand and a wooden sword with a length of ruler in the other.

The little boy naturally recognized Qin Xin, and when he saw Qin Xin asking him for a wooden sword, he handed it directly to him, and said timidly: "Brother Qin, this is a wooden sword." ”

Qin Xin took the wooden sword and said with a smile: "What you want is a wooden sword, and it is enough to use a wooden sword to fight dogs." ”

"Isn't this kid looking for death?"

"Young people, strong in blood, don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"I don't know how to die after a while. ”

"Maybe he's learned some amazing martial arts out there. ”

"It's been less than a year since I went out and I can learn a fart. ”

......

There was an uproar among those present

When Fang Feipeng heard this, his angry face was blue, white, red, and purple, and he kept trembling with the ring knife in his hand, but he couldn't say a word, just said vigorously: "Xiao...... Small...... Mixed...... Kind ......"

A little man ran over and said, "Master, Master, don't be angry with your old man, I see that he is so tidy, eighty percent of him is deliberately provoking you, but don't fall for this kid." ”

Fang Feipeng's face softened a little when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, damn, I'm angry with Lao Tzu, hmph, let you be quick for a while, and I will have to take your meat in a while...... I can't cut off a piece. ”

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