Looking at the young man who was walking slowly, Xiao Mei and the others all stopped, and the sound of laughter gradually weakened a lot.

Several handsome girls beside Xiao Mei looked at this young man who was once considered the glory of the family with wide eyes, and the expressions on their little faces were indescribably regretful or other martial arts.

Xiao Mei froze in place, a little entangled in her heart, in fact, she also wanted to chat with this young man who once made her admire, but the reality told her that the gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and then putting her mind on a waste person is obviously a little unwise.

The crooked Ye Mei frowned slightly, and immediately stretched out, Xiao Mei said helplessly in her heart: "Say hello, no matter what, he can be regarded as his cousin." ”

didn't know what Xiao Mei was thinking, Xiao Yan pillowed his arms on the back of his head, and walked over with a lazy attitude.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was close at hand, Xiao Mei's pretty little face was just about to smile, but the young man's actions made the smile that had not yet fully emerged freeze on his little face, and it looked a little funny.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, Xiao Yan walked straight past several girls without squinting, without showing the slightest nostalgia for martial arts.

Looking at the young man's back with a slightly ruddy mouth, Xiao Mei was a little stunned, with her appearance, when had she been treated like this? An inexplicable anger swelled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but shout: "Cousin Xiao Yan." ”

After a slight pause, Xiao Yan did not turn around, and his tone was faint, like a conversation between strangers: "Something?"

The bland and unfamiliar tone made Xiao Mei stagnate, and she shook her head suddenly: "No..."

Xiao Yan's eyebrows were lightly raised, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, shook his head, and continued to move forward.

Looking at the back that disappeared at the end of the path, Xiao Mei stomped her little feet with some anger, and then followed the same road to move the martial arts.

Turning a corner, Xiao Yan looked up at the spacious room in front of him, and on the plaque of the room, there were three blood-red characters of the Douji Hall flying and phoenix dancing.

Listening to the shouting sound coming from the Douji Hall, Xiao Yan was a little surprised, there are usually few people here on weekdays, why is it so lively today?

Shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Yan just turned his mind casually, threw it over, and stepped into the Dou Ji Hall.

As soon as I entered the fighting hall, the cheers and cheers of the boys and girls were passed on.

In the fighting hall, it is divided into two parts, the east part is the place where the family fighting skills are stored, and the west part is a training ground of considerable scale.

"Looking at the concentration of Dou Qi that Xiao Ning's cousin shot, I'm afraid there are already eight Dou Qi, right?"

"Hehe, two months ago, Cousin Xiao Ning had already advanced to the Eighth Rank Dou Qi. ”

"Although he has the qi of an eight-stage fight, but Cousin Xun'er has the spirit of a nine-stage fight, it seems that if Cousin Xiao Ning wants to win, there is really no possibility. ”

"Cousin Kaoru'er, come on!"

Listening to the astonished cheers from the crowd, Xiao Yan's footsteps stopped, his eyes swept around the training ground, and finally stopped with interest on the beautiful girl in a light purple dress.

"How can this girl have the leisure to compete with others today?" muttering in his heart, Xiao Yan stopped on the east side of the lobby, casually pulled a black scroll on the shelf next to him, and then slowly spread it out, and after spreading out the scroll, several large yellow characters appeared on the back.

Yellow Intermediate Level: Broken Stone Palm!

Leaning leisurely on the bookshelf, Xiao Yan read the cultivation method of this broken stone palm, and occasionally glanced at the martial arts on the training ground where the battle was fierce.

The spacious lobby seems to be divided into two worlds, the west side is constantly noisy, and the east side is quiet and peaceful.

Xun'er's opponent is also a teenager, but his age should be about seventeen or eighteen, and his appearance is quite handsome, and he is not much different from the Galeo he saw that day.

The young man's name is Xiao Ning, he is the grandson of the elder of the Xiao family, and his cultivation talent is also good, he is only seventeen years old, and he has already cultivated to the eighth stage of fighting qi, and in the family, only Xun'er can suppress him in martial arts.

Xiao Yan didn't have much impression of this cousin, and when they met occasionally, they also said hello and left, perhaps because of the somewhat discordant atmosphere between his grandfather and his father, Xiao Yan could always feel that this cousin didn't seem to be very satisfied with himself, and maybe because of the decadence he showed in the past few years, so this cousin, in the past three years, has not made a special trip to trouble him...

With a faint smile, Xiao Yan shook off the memories in his mind and continued to study the gravel palm in his hand. 16k novel wαр.16k finishing

On the training ground, Xun'er was like a lilac butterfly, gracefully and agilely dodging Xiao Ning's swift attack, and her delicate and elegant little face always maintained the calm martial arts of the ancient well.

The little hand was a little bored to unload a close attack from Xiao Ning, Xun'er casually turned around the lobby, and after a while, she suddenly stopped her martial arts.

Looking at the young man who was leaning on the bookshelf in the east of the lobby, Xun'er's indifferent little face showed an elegant and soft shallow smile.

In the girl's short-lived elegant smile, the young people who were watching nearby couldn't help but be stupid and moved over to the martial arts.

"Cousin Xun'er, be careful!" Just when Xun'er was slightly distracted, a teenager's urgent voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Feeling the fierce momentum behind her, Xun'er raised her eyebrows slightly, but her eyes swept to the young man's martial arts under the bookshelf again.

At the same time, Xiao Yan also raised his head, looking at Xun'er, who was suddenly attacked in the field, frowned, and shook his head helplessly, his eyes revealing a vague worry about the martial arts.

Looking at the anger and worry between Xiao Yan's eyebrows, Xun'er playfully blinked her big beautiful eyes, and then her figure suddenly took a small step to the left, just this step, but it was a little weird to avoid Xiao Ning's attack impartially...

When her feet were moving, Xun'er's delicate little hands like jade gushed out a faint golden glow, as if piercing flowers and leaves, through the blockade of Xiao Ning's palms, and finally fell lightly on Xiao Ning's chest.

With her toes tapping on the bluestone floor, Xun'er gracefully turned a circle, dissolving the strength of the reverse thrust, and faintly looked at Xiao Ning, who had retreated more than ten steps sharply and stepped out of the training ground with the last kick.

Looking at Xun'er, who defeated Xiao Ning with one palm, there was a slight silence around the training ground, and immediately there was a fierce cheer of admiration.

"Hehe, Cousin Xun'er is worthy of being the first person in the younger generation of the family, and she is really getting stronger and stronger. was knocked off the stage by Xun'er, but Xiao Ning still had a warm smile on his face, stepped forward, smiled and said softly.

Looking fixedly at the girl in front of her, who was as beautiful as a green lotus, the admiration in Xiao Ning's eyes was almost difficult to hide her martial arts.

Although he is a cousin, Xiao Ning knows that most of the people in the family do not have close blood, and Xiao Xun'er has no blood relationship with him.

As if she didn't feel Xiao Ning's fiery gaze, Xun'er shook her head slightly politely but rustily, and said softly: "Cousin Xiao Ning is humble." After speaking, without waiting for Xiao Ning to continue to approach, he smiled and groaned at the young man buried in the scroll in the east of the lobby.

As the focus of the lobby, Xun'er's actions were naturally noticed by everyone, and a pair of eyes followed Xun'er's route, and finally stopped at the boy under the bookshelf.

For the hot gaze on the training ground, the young man was still intoxicated with his own world.