Do you think of her as a fool who doesn't understand anything, Yuan Changhuan thought angrily.

Facing up, the thanksgiving is serious, then she is comfortable.

Helpless against his own lady, he could only lift his sword and go up, "Lady, don't be distracted, it will hurt you." ”

"Then it depends on your ability, can you hurt me!" Yuan Changhuan snorted lightly and said wantonly.

The long whip deftly wrapped around the long sword in Xie Ci's hand, slightly forced, but it was not as imagined, he could pull the sword to his side, "hiss......"

Thank you for saying goodbye, why is this thing so powerful.

The corners of Yuan Changhuan's eyes and eyebrows were serious.

Along the way, he flew over.

And when Feng Yasong and Yue Chulu came in, they saw such a scene and were stunned, "What are you doing?" ”

Tingzhuo, who led them in, smiled lightly, "Let the two of you laugh, our princess and the lord are sparring, this is not, give a sample to the little prince." ”

Along the direction of Tingzhuo's finger, they saw Yuan Miao who was watching his father and mother fight on the roof, and then they were relieved, it turned out that it was not a fight, it was a proof.

Yue Chulu patted his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, I thought that because of yesterday's incident, the relationship between my cousin and sister-in-law was not harmonious." ”

If so, isn't she guilty of a great sin?

The husband and wife, who were in full swing, saw that outsiders were coming, they fell to the ground, lost their weapons, and walked over, "Why are you here?" ”

Yuan Changhuan didn't have any sweat or messiness on his body, and he didn't look like he had just used martial arts.

And beside her, the thank-you speech is the same, the two of them are still clean.

Looking at them, Yue Chulu sighed, "Cousin, cousin, you scared me when you fought just now, fortunately it's okay, otherwise, wouldn't I be uncomfortable to death." ”

"What you feel uncomfortable has nothing to do with you, it's just that irrelevant people don't have long eyes." Yuan Changhuan said coldly, holding Yue Chulu's hand, "Since you're here, let's go to the house and talk." ”

As he walked, he said, "You don't have any pressure in your heart, I often play with your cousin." ”

Passing by the roof of the side courtyard, Yuan Changhuan greeted his son, "Miao, have you seen my move with your father, let Mochen feed you the trick, and tomorrow my mother will check it." ”

Originally, Yuan Miao was about to jump down to greet Yue Chulu and them, but he didn't expect to hear his mother's words, the whole person was not good, did his mother want to kill him.

She was dazzled by the fight with her father just now, and he only sighed, not paying attention to their moves.

"Uncle Inkdust......"

Yuan Miao looked at Mochen expectantly.

Mo Chen said respectfully, "The little boy will never forget it, let's recall the memories, the subordinates have a bad memory, and they can't remember it at all." ”

"And how do you feed the tricks?" Yuan Miao asked unrelentingly.

"You don't need a move, you just need to be able to take a beating." Mo Chen said calmly, and in an instant, Yuan Miao's last glimmer of hope disappeared without a trace.

A long sigh.

Why is life so hard?

I want to cry.

Yuan Miao sat back silently, recalling the scene of Fang Cai's father and mother fighting in his mind very seriously.

Fortunately, he inherited Yuan Changhuan's ability to never forget, although he didn't remember it seriously, but because he watched it from beginning to end, after a little recollection, the picture of his father and mother fighting resurfaced in his mind.