"You won. Shen Xiaoye said expressionlessly, she wanted to defeat Chu Jing at this time to show her strength, but she sensed Chu Jing's rapidly weakening aura, and it was really difficult to make a move.

For a while, she even felt that she was being pitted by Chu Jing.

However, misunderstanding is nothing, the children of the rivers and lakes have always been informal.

"Hmm. Chu Jing nodded obediently.

Li Zhen didn't know when he left, Fan Zili also left, and when he left, it was like losing his soul, and the game that was supposed to win was not only lost, but also lost to the waste of the martial arts hall, Chu Jing.

He didn't even have the strength to speak harshly, so he was carried away by several servants.

At the end of the dispersion, the students who left the martial arts hall looked at each other, and Shen Xiaoye and Chu Jing also turned around and left.

Not long after, in the depths of the martial arts hall, a small courtyard was full of greenery, and the fragrance of tea wafted, it was hard to imagine that there was such a quiet and elegant place in the place of martial arts.

A thin old lady, holding a teacup in both hands, sat in the courtyard in the open air, and said leisurely: "I heard that Chu Jing's bastard boy suddenly knows martial arts?"

The pavilion owner who was standing on the side hurriedly replied: "Yes, mother, Chu Jing injured Wang Li a week ago, and today he easily defeated Li Zhen and Fan Zili together, I am afraid that the strength is at least innate triple!"

Yes, this is the famous 'Thirteen Swords of Autumn Water' Shen Yunhe, and he is also an extremely filial son.

No matter what it is like outside, but when the mother and son are alone, the owner never violates filial piety, and every move is in line with the rules.

At this time, the pavilion owner recalled that when he saw Chu Jing a few days ago, he seemed to be an ordinary person, but if such a thing as internal force is not expressed, it is really impossible to say.

Martial artists pay attention to returning to simplicity, and only the most reckless young people exude a compelling momentum everywhere, which can be seen through at a glance.

"You're saying he's been pretending he can't practice martial arts?" asked the old lady, looking up at the hall owner.

"It shouldn't be, the Chu family's martial arts are originally different, maybe it's ......"

"Hmph!" the old lady interrupted coldly, her face was serious, and her tone was cold, "It's really as you said, that person surnamed Chu will still kick him out of the house? Do you want to say that they are acting, who is it for? Who else is qualified in Xinguo! The one in the court is also qualified!"

"Yes, Mother. The owner didn't dare to refute.

The old lady looked at her son with disdain, she didn't even have the slightest opinion, since she lost to Chu Feixiong a few times, she was no longer the good boy who was full of vitality.

"What are you going to do?" asked the old lady after a moment of silence.

The hall owner thought for a while, and then wondered, "What?"

The old lady's eyes widened, and she said lightly: "Wang Li's matter, is it just like that, the other people in the martial arts hall will not be convinced." ”

The disciples of the martial arts hall were seriously injured, and now they are still lying on the bed, they couldn't find the murderer before, but now the murderer is in front of him, as the owner of the hall, he has to come forward to solve this matter.

"Yes, I see. The owner thought about it for a while, and already had an idea in his heart.

"Then let's go. ”

......

Almost at the same time, the Fan family.

"Damn, how could this be!"

Fan Zili began to lose his temper when he returned home, and the antique porcelain he set up was smashed to the ground, and the imperial vases of the previous dynasty, the crimson coral of the South China Sea, and the plates of unknown age had become fragments at this time.

The servants stood outside the door in a hurry, not daring to step forward or leave.

"Oh, my good son also has unsatisfactory times?"

A rich middle-aged man slowly walked in outside the door, wearing gold and silver, even his hair was smeared with a thick layer of oil, and he had ten big jade wrenches on his fingers.

Hearing this, Fan Zili raised his eyes and was stunned, and immediately put the glass horse in his hand lightly on the table, and shouted in a low voice: "Father!"

Fan Zili took a few steps closer to his father Fan Youfang, turned a blind eye to the debris all over the ground, and said with a smile: "Come here, good son, did you mess up the things arranged by your father again?"

"Yes...... Yes. Fan Zili lowered his head in shame and slowly moved to Fan Youfang.

"Huh!"

With a "snap", Fan Youfang slapped Fan Zili to the ground, but he still had a gentle and loving expression on his face.

"Father!" Fan Zili was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looking at Fan Youfang in a daze, and when he fell, his hands and feet were also pierced by porcelain fragments, and he was already bleeding out.

"Let you get close to Shen Xiaoye, give you a sword of 100,000 taels of silver, and a sword technique worth the same value of 100,000 taels, but you even lost to a waste who can't practice martial arts!"

"He's not a waste, that's just his disguise......" Fan Zili had to argue forcibly for Chu Jing.

Fan Youfang's eyes narrowed and said, "Do you remember what I told you?"

Although there was some resentment in his heart, Fan Zili still recalled.

The Fan family is a family of merchants, and there is no shortage of gold and silver, but there are no masters who really take the shot, which directly leads to the lack of the overall strength and status of the Fan family.

My aunt is already old and decrepit, her voice is getting weaker and weaker, and the city lord himself has coveted the wealthy Fan family for a long time.

Fan Youfang's face finally changed, he patted Fan Zili's shoulder seriously and heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Our Fan family has reached the most critical moment, and we need to find a new backer to keep our wealth and ...... life, and this heavy responsibility falls on your shoulders now, you are the hope and future of the whole family. ”

Hearing this, Fan Zili's face was not very natural, on the one hand, the difficulty of the task, and on the other hand, he did not want to think about the possible consequences of failure.

"But...... What else can I do now? Shen Xiaoye doesn't look down on me at all, I can't even beat Chu Jing. Fan Zili said.

Fan Youfang gritted his teeth and said coldly: "The owner of the Tiannan Martial Arts Pavilion is even the city lord who is jealous, and he has no ambition, this kind of opportunity is given by God, and God does not take it, but suffers from it." Even if we can only pull a little tiger skin from the owner, we have to do it!"

"What should I do? Lin Hao and Li Zhen are both defeated, according to the agreement, they should not pursue Shen Xiaoye anymore, but Chu Jing ......"

Fan Zili is still very convinced of his father, and in terms of scheming, he can't compare to a horse. But Shen Xiaoye, as far as the hall owner has passed down, his realm may be higher than his own, and he is very arrogant, and he has never looked at him at all.

As for Lin Hao and Li Zhen, they have already proven themselves to be too weak and are no longer an obstacle.

Fan Youfang paced back and forth a few steps, his brows furrowed and stretched, and after going back and forth a few times, he suddenly said lightly: Then "kill him...... The killers of the Sand Hill, they will take action, and no one will be able to find us. Leave this matter to me, and you continue to look for opportunities to get close to Shen Xiaoye. ”

The Sand Hill he said is a well-known killer organization from the God Continent, which is very credible, and rarely misses, and the most important thing is that the killers of Sand Hill never assassinate openly, but like to create an accident.

No one other than the employer and the organization knows if the deceased really just died in an accident or because of something else.

Fan Zili has never seen his father kill people by means, but Chu Jing ...... Or the people of the Tennan Martial Arts Hall......

But considering the reputation of Sand Hill, Fan Zili did not object.

It's just that even if Chu Jing can be successfully solved, Fan Zili still has no bottom in his heart. Even if there was no Chu Jing, Shen Xiaoye wouldn't like herself, she looked at her eyes, as if she had never had disdain......

And Shen Xiaoye really likes that waste Chu Jing? I didn't think about it at the time, but now Fan Zili always feels that the relationship between the two is not as close as he imagined.

However, when Fan Zili was recalling, he suddenly recalled a detail, Chu Jing seemed to have white hair on his body during the competition, which seemed to be a point that could be used.

If Chu Jing was lucky not to be killed by the killer, think about how to use this as a fuss.

The Fan family's little calculations Chu Jing definitely didn't know, and he was now busy dealing with Shen Xiaoye's interrogation.

Inside the hall of the small leaf building.

"I really didn't expect you to really know martial arts, and you are very powerful, even the strongest ones in the martial arts hall were played by you as monkeys......"

"Say! Where did you learn martial arts? Why didn't you know martial arts before? I don't know how many secrets you still have!

Shen Xiaoye said, his slender jade hand slapped the table hard, and then he hugged his arms in his arms, and stared at Chu Jing with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to use a sharp gaze to see him throughout.

"Ahh Chu Jing looked at Shen Xiaoye with an innocent face, how could he be tried as a prisoner for some reason, and it was not illegal to lie.

Shen Xiaoye frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then said coldly: "You nonsense, deceiving ghosts! Even if your internal strength was cultivated when you were a child, what about the swordsmanship! I only know how to eat, sleep, and sleep on weekdays, why haven't I seen you practice swords, if you don't practice often, then why can you still make the sword flow?!"

After speaking, Shen Xiaoye lifted the Qiushui Sword and pulled out a sword flower in the air, the tip of the sword trembled like a five-petal peach blossom, dangerous and beautiful.

But Shen Xiaoye felt that it was still not perfect, Chu Jing used his sword smoothly and naturally during the competition, but his own seemed very deliberate.

"Say it quickly!" Shen Xiaoye asked again.

How to explain it, Chu Jing also looked helpless.

No wonder the saints say that "only women and villains are difficult to raise", they don't know how to be stable at all, they are curious, they are always unrelenting, they are still intellectual sisters, or they will be shy, Chu Jing's mind suddenly popped up the figure of Fu Yu.

In contrast, Shen Xiaoye at this time was too annoying.

Chu Jing spread his hands and said: "I really told you, my meridians may be different from others, the internal force cannot last forever, every time after using martial arts, I will become an ordinary person again because of the exhaustion of internal force for a period of time, and also, in order to stimulate internal force, I usually shout a slogan to motivate myself, well, that's it." ”

Regardless of Shen Xiaoye's questioning expression, Chu Jing said directly in one breath, anyway, the best explanation at the moment is like this, believe it or not.

I don't believe that I can really pull Chu Jing to dissect it.

Sure enough, Shen Xiaoye stood there blankly, frowning deeply, as if he was thinking very hard.

She did notice that Chu Jing first shouted during the competition, and then white hair appeared on his body, and then returned to normal in an instant, which was a sign of ......

Could it be that what Chu Jing said is true?

He really can't practice martial arts because of physical reasons, it is said that there are many people with low martial arts, and there are also people who are weak and difficult to exercise, but they can't cultivate internal strength directly, Chu Jing is indeed the first one he knows.

In this way, it seems that everything makes sense, and Chu Jing is the only wonderful flower in this world.

"Forget it, I don't care. ”

Shen Xiaoye, who was dizzy, didn't think much about it, directly threw down Chu Jing, and walked upstairs by himself.

Shen Xiaoye, who was not very fond of thinking, decided to go to his father tomorrow to ask, but he didn't believe that Chu Jing could even lie to his father.