"Melted?"

Looking at the sparrow that melted into blood, Zhang Xiaoqiang's fighting eyes showed deep disbelief, and he asked in surprise: "What kind of martial art is this, why haven't I seen it?" ”

"This is the Bone Palm Palm, which fuses the Bone Palm and the Splitting Palm, and the attack distance can be far or near. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info As for you haven't seen it, hehe, of course you haven't seen it, this is my own martial art. After Wu Ming finished speaking, he raised his feet and left the room.

Looking at his back, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were cracking, he didn't believe that he couldn't catch up, and said loudly: "Don't be complacent, I can also do my own martial arts, and I will come to challenge you!" ”

"Idiot!" Wu Ming's footsteps don't stop, this Zhang Xiaoqiang is simply a dog skin plaster, and his spirit is amazingly big every day, and he has the meaning of sticking to him.

Wu Ming himself couldn't figure out what Zhang Xiaoqiang was doing all day long, holding back his strength, and he had to compete with him.

Could it be that this is a war between the sling silk and the rich and handsome, an uncompromising enemy of fate.

After thinking about it, Wu Ming didn't understand it, and felt that it was necessary to stay away from this guy in the future, otherwise he would have to be annoyed to death.

"Wu Ming, come here, there's news from the Luo family."

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw Deacon Wu and Dong Dahai walking over with a smile.

Hearing the words of the two, Wu Ming's face was overjoyed, and he waited for a month, and finally got the result.

"Deacon Wu, Deacon Dong." Wu Ming bowed respectfully, waiting for the following.

didn't make people wait long, Deacon Wu smiled like an old naughty boy, and said beautifully: "Your business, the top has ordered it, and Miss Fifth still lacks a playmate by her side, this is your chance to soar." ”

"Playmates?" Wu Ming's face was a little ugly, this fifth lady still needs a playmate, it won't be a little guy who has just been weaned.

Moreover, he entered the Luo family in order to obtain a better cultivation environment, but he didn't go to play with others.

"Fifth Miss has a noble status, her grandfather is Luo Ping, the son of Venerable Luo Feng, the fourth generation of the Luo family's direct bloodline, and ranks fifth among the four generations of disciples. What's even better is that Miss Fifth is seven years old this year, the same age as you, which is a good thing that you can't find with a lantern! Deacon Wu smiled heartily, obviously happy for Wu Ming.

After all, if he learned literature and martial arts and sold it to the emperor's family, the Luo family's status in the galaxy is that of the royal family, if Wu Ming was not born on the earth, such a good thing would not be his turn.

You must know that there are thousands of races outside the earth, and there are some gifted races that are born at the satellite level and adults are stellar level.

Compared with these strong clans, the disadvantage of human beings is obvious, Wu Ming is a genius, and in the eyes of others, he is also a small warrior.

If Wu Ming was not from the earth, but from a certain planet in the galaxy, even if his talent was twice as strong, he would not be considered at all.

"The fourth generation of the Luo family's bloodline, and it is as big as me, this is the Luo family's high-level to pave the way for the next generation! At my age, if I join Miss Five, it is equivalent to accompanying the prince to study. It seems that she is just reading, but in fact, she is her own person who can be used by Miss Five's side when she becomes an adult. Wu Ming just thought about it simply, and felt that this deal could be done, and he would not lose money 100%.

If Fifth Miss fights for herself again, it is not impossible to become a leader among the four generations of disciples, even if she is personally cultivated by Luo Feng.

Wu Ming wanted to join the Luo family before, that is, to start from a child with a foreign surname, step by step to become famous, and then attract investment.

Now, directly into the camp of the fifth lady, it has saved a lot of time in disguise, and I can get in touch with the high-level of the Luo family in advance.

"Deacon, is Zhang Xiaoqiang also going to Miss Five?" Knowing where he was going, Wu Ming thought of Zhang Xiaoqiang again, because he really didn't want to play with this guy.

Deacon Wu didn't know the story here, and thought that Wu Ming was caring about his little friend, so he said approvingly: "Zhang Xiaoqiang will also go, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's problem is a little special." ”

Speaking of the back, Deacon Wu was silent, as if there was something unspeakable.

Wu Ming looked at him with some surprise, and before he could ask, Dong Dahai smiled bitterly and said, "The elder of this family has the intention to arrange the two of you to the fifth miss, but this arrangement needs to seek the consent of the fifth miss." Zhang Xiaoqiang, this appearance is a little unpleasant, and Miss Fifth refused, so he could only make another arrangement. ”

Hearing this, Wu Ming suddenly thought of Zhou Xingxing's movie God of Food, which had a sentence in it.

As a chef, you look so bad that your food is useless, no matter how good your food is.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has never learned to cook, but his appearance still makes people lose their appetite.

This fifth lady, who is only seven years old this year, is only a half-old child, obviously she can't see the inside, and it is useless for Zhang Xiaoqiang to be talented.

"It's like seven Snow Whites, like a dwarf, it's a sad story!" Hearing the answer to the question, Wu Ming knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang should be sad again.

This guy's heart is higher than the sky, his life is thinner than paper, and the child is a good child, but his life is hard.

As soon as Wu Ming turned around, he happened to see Zhang Xiaoqiang, lying at the door with a loveless look.

It turned out that when he heard the sound of talking outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to come out.

But before he could speak, the cruel truth hit him the head like a thunderbolt.

Cross-eyed, shoehorn face, wine trough nose...

In the orphanage, the ballad of the friends clapping their hands once again appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears.

All along, he thought that as long as he did well enough, he could get rid of his painful childhood, but it turned out that he was very wrong.

"Child, cry if you want to, and it will be fine in a few years." Dong Dahai opened his mouth to comfort, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help himself from crying, and asked with anticipation: "Deacon, will they accept me in a few years?" ”

"No, you'll get used to it in a few years."

"Wow..."

Hearing this answer, Zhang Xiaoqiang came from his heart, couldn't hold back any longer, and cried out.

At this moment, the world is so dim, as if there is no hope.

For some reason, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered Liu Shengnu, the only person he had not laughed at since he was a child.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang at this time had long forgotten that Wu Ming had actually not laughed at him, at most he ignored him.

Well, ignoring is worse than ridicule, in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, Wu Ming has already blackened his heart, worse than those who laugh at him.

......

"My name is Wu Ming, I am seven years old this year, warrior-level, proficient in hundreds of god-of-war level martial arts, and I am the playmate of Miss Five."

"My name is Zhang Xiaoqiang, seven years old, warrior-level, proficient in hundreds of god-of-war level martial arts, and my identity is, I am a helper in the kitchen of the fifth lady."

The ancestral star earth, the location of Kyoto in the old days, and a radius of thousands of miles are all under the jurisdiction of the Luo family.

This is not so much the Luo family, but the city of the Luo family, which is 800 miles from south to north, and is still expanding outward day and night.

Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the palace-like inner courtyard of the Luo family, and under the leadership of a thin old man, they walked towards the Tingyu Pavilion where the fifth lady was.

The old man who led the way was surnamed Gu, Wu Ming didn't know his name, and the old man didn't say it, but just asked him and Zhang Xiaoqiang to call him Gu.

An old man with gray hair who looked older than the director of the orphanage actually asked two children to call him Lao Gu, which is strange enough.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaoqiang also wanted to call Grandpa Gu and have a relationship with the old man, but he didn't expect that Lao Gu was not only not satisfied, but looked a little unhappy.

"Old Gu, how many people are there around Fifth Miss?" Walking on the way to Tingyuxuan, Wu Ming asked Lao Gu.

Lao Gu looked too old, but he was in good spirits, and replied with a smile: "Not much, counting the two of you, there are only twelve servants around the master." ”

The master who opens his mouth and the servant who closes his mouth, this is the difference between Lao Gu and Wu Ming and others.

In Lao Gu's heart, he is a house slave, and he recognizes this identity.

However, Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang don't think so, they are not interested in the set of masters and servants, and they are more independent and self-reliant.

"Twelve people, not too many, just right." The fewer people, the sooner it comes, and the battle from the Dragon Ministers is a front and back.

Wu Ming touched his chin like a little adult, thinking about how to highlight himself, and walked into the sight of the Luo family's high-level officials.

Next to him, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought more simply, he was just a kitchen helper, barely a member of the prince's mansion.

For him, what is from the dragon's work, the future minister, is still too far away.

Moreover, because of the unequal treatment, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have a good impression of Miss Five, and felt that it was an insult to himself to send himself to the kitchen.

"It's here..."The two of them had their own thoughts, but the distance from the Rain Pavilion was the same, and the terminal had arrived.

Standing outside the quaint garden, looking at the plaque with the words Tingyu Pavilion written on it, Wu Ming took a deep breath, this will be the place where his dream of martial arts opens.

The lake in the garden, the flowers in the garden, and the smoke and rain in the attics.

As soon as you enter the Tingyu Pavilion, the interval of an arch is like two worlds.

Outside the door, the sun rises in the east, the weather is clear, and the sky is cloudless.

Listening to the rain pavilion, the north wind is blowing, the drizzle is continuous, and there are actually two changes in one step, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang stunned.

"What's going on, it's not raining outside?" Zhang Xiaoqiang wiped the rain on his face and looked around.

Lao Gu held up an umbrella, stepped on the cobblestone path, and said without looking back: "Fifth Miss, I am repairing the drizzle map, and I am walking the way of rain." Otherwise, how could there be the name of Listening to the Rain Pavilion here! ”

The drizzle map, the way of the rain, is not an ordinary thing when you hear it.

Wu Ming licked the raindrops at the corners of his mouth, thinking about the fifth lady he was about to meet, and secretly thought: "The core of the four generations of the Luo family, the cultivation method must not be simple, if only you could look at the drizzle diagram." Before I was in the martial arts hall, I was exposed to the god of war-level exercises, so how could it be better here? ”