Granny Murong appeared out of nowhere, with a smile on her face, and said loudly, "Ye'er, you are back." ”

When Jun Qianye saw her, her face turned dark and she was a little unhappy: "Mother-in-law, why didn't you come out to help me when I was hunted down and killed just now." ”

Su Luoxue saw a little old woman walking towards them on tiptoe with a vegetable basket, followed by two strange-shaped people.

One of them is dressed as a monk, one has a big bald head shining brightly, but there is no ring scar on the top of his head, and the other is a big man with a full face and meat, with dark skin all over his body, his chest and breasts exposed, and he looks a little hideous.

No matter how these three people look at it, they don't look like the predecessors they usually see, but they coincide with the imaginary villains.

Su Luoxue said in her heart: "This is the few village elders in his mouth?"

The mother-in-law smiled: "You young people quarrel with what we will mix with, as the saying goes, two people fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, no, it will be reconciled in the blink of an eye." ”

The mother-in-law tilted her head slightly and looked at the two with a smile.

Su Luoxue only found out at this time that she was still lying on Jun Qianye's back, the road was bumpy, and her hands were subconsciously wrapped around his waist.

This scene, how to look at it is ambiguous.

Su Luoxue's face turned red, delicate, and hurriedly got off Jun Qianye's back, and kept waving her hand: "No, senior, we...."

"Hey, you don't have to explain, explanation is a cover-up, don't worry, we didn't see anything. Mother-in-law Murong sneered, stretched out her hand to take Su Luoxue, turned back to Shen Tuzi and the monk, and looked a little proud: "How is it, the old lady has a good eye." ”

The bald monk looked at Su Luoxue carefully, and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, my mother-in-law's vision is naturally excellent, and the night is blessed." ”

The big man also nodded, and a hearty laugh came out of his mouth.

Su Luoxue was at a loss for a while, and the eyes of the three of them swept back and forth on her body unabashedly, how could she have the feeling of looking at her granddaughter-in-law?

"I'm tired from running all morning. Mother-in-law Murong lifted the vegetable basket in her hand, which contained a piece of meat and a few unknown vegetables, "Let's go, Mother-in-law will make you something to eat." ”

Su Luoxue was a little ashamed: "Don't they know that I went out to hunt down that "bad guy"? Why are you so good to me?"

The bad guy in her mouth is naturally Jun Qianye.

Jun Qianye was on the side and cautiously reminded: "Mother-in-law, I'm hungry too." ”

"Go, what's your business, my mother-in-law likes this little girl, I want to talk to her. ”

After that, he led Su Luoxue away without looking back.

Looking at the backs of the two, Jun Qianye's face was strange: "Talking about your heart, when will your mother-in-law talk to someone?"

.......

Shen Tuzi on the side took down the pig-killing knife from the fence wall, and slapped his big hand on Jun Qianye's shoulder: "Go!"

Jun Qianye turned around: "Where are you going?"

"Practice the knife!"

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"Ahh

The mountain wind blew, the clothes were flying, Jun Qianye stood on the top of the mountain with a little chills, and looked at the monk beside him: "Third grandfather, didn't you say that it is good to practice knives?

The monk looked at Shen Tuzi who was standing more than ten miles away from the mountain with a calm look, and said, "You'll know later." ”

"Why does Grandpa Butcher have to stand so far, how can you learn this?"

"You'll find out later. ”

"Grandpa Butcher teaches knife skills, why are you coming with Grandpa, Third Grandpa. ”

"You'll find out later. ”

“......”

No matter how Jun Qianye asked, the monk only replied, "You'll know later." "Don't even look at him.

Jun Qianye was a little depressed, with a bitter face: "Third grandfather, I didn't sleep last night, and my spirit was not good." ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, coughed, looked bitter and hateful, and sighed: "The third grandfather knows that you are young and thunderous, and it is inevitable that you can't help laughing, but you must also be restrained." ”

He said: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, tell the third grandfather how you play?"

The monk was interested and began to talk loudly: "This way of men and women is a kind of knowledge, do you need the third grandfather to teach you? The Buddha has passed on 48,000 laws, and I have a method of rejoicing in the Buddha. ”

The monk said vaguely, Jun Qianye was not stupid at all: "Third grandfather, where are you going, be careful I tell my mother-in-law that you teach me badly." ”

"Cut, don't say it, don't say it, what's the big deal. The monk scoffed.

.......

At this moment, Shen Tuzi, who was originally motionless in the distance, began to move, and the butcher's knife was displayed horizontally.

Heaven and earth suddenly froze.

The monk put away his joking thoughts, and his eyes became solemn: "Ye'er is optimistic, the butcher has begun!"

Eternity is in a hurry, eternity is empty!

The butcher's voice sounded, spreading all over the ten directions, and it exploded in Jun Qianye's ears like rolling gloomy thunder.

The clouds flew up, and the aura in a radius of a hundred miles converged, with the butcher as the center, rolling up a huge black tornado.

With a butcher's knife in his hand, he is no longer the dusty and lonely butcher, but more like a demon king, an undefeated demon king!

The burly figure rose to the sky and roared again!

"Eternal hurry!"

Countless swords of light slashed out of the clouds and fell to the ground, huge trees toppled down, mountains cracked ravines, the great wilderness set off a tide of beasts, countless wild beasts scattered and fled, and those who ran slowly became powder under the butcher's knife and floated in the air.

Seeing the fate of those beasts, Jun Qianye realized, no wonder he had to stay away from learning the knife skills of the butcher's grandfather.

He stood on the high mountain, and saw it clearly, the sword light was majestic like a galloping horse, or like a rolling wave crashing on the shore, and the sound of opening and closing the air was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

The butcher's knife danced faster and faster, and Jun Qianye could even hear the friction of the blade through the air.

Like a war drum, like a thunderbolt!

"Is this still a sword technique?!" Jun Qianye's expression was agitated, and he only felt that the sword light seemed to be about to split the sky.

The monk's expression was solemn and explained: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and one knife is flat, so this knife method is also called Pingtianjue!"