When the bright moon was in the sky, Ah Da had already fallen asleep after applying the medicine, and Peach Blossom Meimu was called by Su Jingyi to practice calligraphy.

And Xiao Er, in the name of walking, asked the servants about the general layout of the cold mansion.

After a while, the young man walked through the courtyard, and suddenly his eyes suddenly opened up, and a martial arts arena the size of a parade ground appeared in front of him.

Although it has already entered the sub-hour, nearly a thousand glass lamps the size of a basin are lit in the field, and the bright lights reflect each other, illuminating the unusually spacious martial arts arena as if it were day.

The young man stepped forward, only to see that in the center of the venue, a snow-white shadow was practicing boxing.

The boxing technique is both rigid and soft, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the air around the figure is driven by this heavy fist intent, and the debut is like water ripples.

The young man was unhurried and stood six or seven feet away from him, holding his hands in his hands.

After a moment, the woman stopped, hugged Yuan Kazuichi, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Xiao Er arched his hands and said softly, "Yes, Miss Allure." ”

When the young man was still outside the martial arts arena, Leng Qicheng knew that someone was coming, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, he practiced martial arts at midnight and did not allow others to disturb him, but it was a rule that had been set up in the mansion a long time ago, how could anyone come?

I didn't want to come to the person who was the frivolous and bold disciple, and he abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart until he finished a set of boxing techniques, without hiding the disgust in his eyes, and sneered: "I didn't expect you to be a Confucian student, it's really disrespectful." ”

Xiao Er heard this sour and sarcastic words, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Su's love, I don't worship under his door." ”

The young man saw his frosty demeanor, and then said: "I just saw a set of boxing techniques played by Miss Allure, which can really be described as majestic and surging. ”

When Leng Chengcheng heard this, he sneered in his heart, but he didn't expect that he was still a flatterer.

Seeing that his eyes were full of playfulness, and the place where his eyes were directed, he instantly understood the meaning of the so-called "majestic and surging", and couldn't help but open his eyes and clench his silver teeth.

Xiao Er saw that the former's face was like frost, and his expression was extremely annoyed, as if he hadn't seen it, he blinked and continued: "It's even more wonderful." ”

Leng Qingcheng was furious, what kind of identity did he have, he dared someone to be so light, his body suddenly burst out, and he raised his hand and punched like Xiao Er.

Seeing this, the latter did not dodge in the slightest, spread his hands and closed his eyes, as if waiting for death.

With the cultivation of Leng Tilting City, six or seven zhang came in an instant, but when I saw the latter's expression as if begging for death, I thought that he did not have the slightest cultivation, and even thought of the identity of a young man.

couldn't help but have a trace of clarity in his heart, suppressed the anger in his heart, and the fist that was three inches away from the young man's chest instantly unloaded all the qi and turned into a fist.

Xiao Er suddenly felt a huge force smash on his chest, and his body instantly flew upside down for a few feet and then rolled on the ground a few times.

After a moment, the young man stood up and dusted off his body, rubbed his chest with abnormal pain, looked up and saw the beater who turned to leave, and said, "Do all you people in Wuqiong City talk with fists?

Turning around and leaving, Leng Chengcheng heard this, let out a long sigh of relief, calmed down, and kept himself from killing him because of his anger, and said in a cold voice: "Barbarism? If it weren't for Yao Lao's face, Fang would have killed him on the spot." ”

Xiao Er shook his head, his face showed disdain, and slowly walked forward: "You martial arts practitioners always shout and shout to kill, what is my fault, but you want to kill me on the spot?"

When Leng Qicheng heard this, he was speechless for a while, although he was unreasonable, but he was not guilty of death.

Seeing this, Xiao Er continued: "I only ask you, you instigated Leng Tan's decision to fight with Ah Da, right?"

Leng Tingcheng's heart moved, he didn't expect to be discovered by him, after thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "I just let the decision be made, what's wrong?"

Xiao Er nodded and said softly: "I thought you would deny it, but I didn't expect you to be a little responsible." ”

"You are nothing more than losing the wine fight, losing face, how can you hurt my family with a small belly and chicken intestines this time. ”

When Leng Chengcheng heard this, the three corpses of anger jumped violently, but what the young man said was the truth, but he didn't know how to refute it, and the anger in his eyes became more and more intense, and he wanted to break it into pieces.

Xiao Er saw that his delicate appearance was a little distorted by anger, so he said: "You thought that you would be able to compete nine times out of ten, but you didn't expect Ah Da to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger and even win the competition, and now you must be angry in your heart, right?"

Leng Chengcheng snorted coldly when he heard this, and said in his heart: "It's understandable to fight for wine, but in the competition, my Wuqiongcheng was only plotted by its tricks, and if I do it again, I will definitely win."

When Xiao Er saw this, he knew what he was thinking, and said, "Then you and I will have a competition to decide the victory, okay?"

Hearing this, Leng Chengcheng sneered: "It's up to you?"

Xiao Er, smiling, stretched out his hand and pointed his head, and said, "Let's come here?"

Seeing this, Leng Chengcheng instantly remembered his identity as a student, did he want to compare his talents with himself? Although he was obsessed with martial arts, he was also proficient in poetry and songs, so he said, "Okay." ”

When Xiao Er heard this, his eyes were instantly covered with a smile, and he said softly: "Then I'll ask you a question that a three-year-old child knows first." ”

"Which hurts to hit the head with an iron rod or a wooden stick?"

When Leng Qingcheng heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and replied casually: "Of course the iron rod hurts." ”

Xiaoer pursed his lips, raised his finger, and said in a loud voice: "Wrong, it's a headache." ”

When Leng Chengcheng heard this, he instantly understood, and couldn't help but be secretly annoyed.

Xiao Er stretched out two fingers and continued: "Second question, how do people with injuries to the back of their heads sleep?"

"Of course I slept on my stomach. ”

"Wrong, sleep with your eyes closed. ”

"Question three, what is your left ear?"

"Uh..."

"Like your right ear, of course. ”

"Question four, what..."

"Uh..."

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After a while, none of the more than a dozen questions were answered correctly, and the moment he knew the answer from the young man's mouth, he felt that the question was so simple.

Facing the young man's eyes full of mockery and seeing the pity of a fool, Leng Qingcheng suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, a sour nose, and tears of anger and grievance instantly welled up, swirling in a pair of beautiful eyes.

Seeing this scene, the young man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, how can you be able to answer such an unfathomable question?"

When Leng Qingcheng heard this, he tried not to let tears flow out of his eyes, and his angry hands couldn't stop shaking.

The young man then said: "Judging by your expression, I should be very unconvinced, then we will have a game." ”

"This time we are competing in wrist strength, for the sake of fairness, you are not allowed to use true qi, we only use the strength of the body to fight, okay?"

After Leng Qingcheng was embarrassed and angry, the voice of the young man came from the buzzing ears, and without hesitation, in a tone as if he could kill, a word popped out of his mouth, "Good".

The boy was serious, and with a wave of one arm, "Please"

For a moment, the two sat opposite each other on the stone table in the martial arts arena, leaning on the table with their elbows and clasping their hands together.

I saw that Leng Qicheng's slippery sleeves revealed a snow-white lotus arm, glowing with a layer of luminescence through the glazed firelight, and the fingers holding each other were slender and slender.

Looking at each other, Xiao Er said solemnly: "I'll count, after one, two, three, let's work together." ”

Leng Chengcheng said: "This time, depending on how you are still tricky, with the strength of your physique, I will also smash your palm to relieve the hatred in my heart."

After thinking about it, he said coldly: "Okay." ”

Before the aftermath of the word "good" dissipated, the young man held the slender jade hand in his hand and suddenly fell to his side.

After an instant, Xiao Er met the woman's complicated expression and said with a smile: "You won." ”

Leng Qingcheng just wanted to speak, and suddenly felt that the jade hand on the table was different.

I saw that the young man had already grasped his palm in his hand, gently kneading and playing.

Seeing this, Leng Chengcheng was furious.

The young man then said scoundrelly: "You have won, take your hands away." ”

As he spoke, as if disgusted, he drew several palms, but at the same time as he pulled his hand, his index finger seemed to inadvertently slash in his palm.

Leng Chengcheng suddenly felt an itch in his palm, and a tingling sensation flowed all over his body.

By the time she could react, the boy was already far away, and the sound of the boy muttering could be heard in the air.

"What if you win, what if you lose, you say no, stupid !!"

Leng Chengcheng looked at the thin back that gradually disappeared in the firelight, and then looked at the palm that had just been crossed by the young man's fingertips, and a flush suddenly appeared on his face, which made this cold woman add a touch of shyness, and it was even more beautiful.

But when I heard the word "stupid", shame and indignation then welled up in my heart.