"Is the little witch at home?" Wang Yifan looked at it in a ghostly manner, and grabbed the slave guarding the door.

"You're back early, and you're losing your temper at home!" said the two guards who looked inside, whispering.

"When you're so old, you know the complaint!" Wang Yifan muttered as he slowly walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Master!" Wang Yifan was pondering, and two fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls came to him. The two girls held a delicate clay pot in their hands, and met Wang Yifan coldly, and couldn't help but look at Wang Yifan with some trepidation, standing aside and waiting for him to pass.

"Yo, Xi Shi, Diao Chan, where are you two going?" Wang Yifan suddenly became excited, and walked around the two beautiful girls, looking up and down. After not seeing each other for many days, Xi Shi and Diao Chan became more and more tender.

"Uncle, the ninth master wants to participate in the soup......" Xi Shi responded.

"This is for the old man? Well, I just asked Mrs. Fang, the old arms and legs, it should be made up!" Wang Yifan said maliciously. This Lin Mingxuan is very hateful, and he runs to the seventh master at every turn to sue Lao Tzu for his black state, so that Lao Tzu can't go outside to play.

"What old man! The ninth master of the family is in the prime of life, is it a good age?" the two girls retorted secretly.

"Hmm, you mean, this is what Lin Mingxuan wants to drink?" Wang Yifan had a bad idea in his heart.

"It's what the Ninth Master wants......" Xi Shi avoids Wang Yifan's eyes in shock, and says in a trance.

"Show it to me!" Wang Yifan reached out to open the lid and spit twice into the pottery bowl.

"Uncle!" said Xi Shi and Diao Chan in surprise.

"Hehe, you two are not doing things well, if you let that old thing know, you two will be miserable!" Wang Yifan smiled evilly, "If you report Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will cost you both faces!" Wang Yifan took out a dagger and gestured on the faces of the two of them with bad intentions.

"Uncle, you ......" Diao Chan and Xi Shi were so anxious that tears appeared in their eyes.

"Send it like this, the old thing can't see it anyway!" Wang Yifan pinched Xi Shi's face badly, and then pinched Diao Chan, Diao Chan hurriedly turned around and dodged.

"Ahh

"Ruffian! little rascal!" Looking at Wang Yifan's distant figure, the two girls scolded quietly with red faces. Every time they see this little ruffian, Diao Chan and Xi Shi have to suffer a loss. And the names of Diao Chan and Xi Shi were also given by this little ruffian.

"Girl, who are you scolding?" the two girls were blushing and scolding, when they suddenly heard a voice behind them, and they were immediately paralyzed by bluffing.

"Young Master!" Xi Shi and Diao Chan shouted at several teenagers in a panic.

"It's not good to scold people behind your back!" Lin Zimeng looked young and old, looked at Wang Yifan's back from afar, and said lightly.

"Young master, this little ruffian...... Touch me......" Diao Chan gritted his teeth and stomped his feet angrily. Although the two of them are girls in the Lin Mansion, the girls are also graded, not to mention that both of them are people surnamed Lin!

"More and more presumptuous!" the boy furious.

Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqing also looked at Wang Yifan's back with resentment: "Scum!

"What do you think of our Lin family? Do you think our Lin family doesn't have a man?" Lin Ziqing said indignantly.

"Do you really dare to look at my Lin family as if nothing is possible?" Lin Zimeng changed color.

"Wang Yifan!" Lin Zimeng chased after him with great strides and shouted.

The little ruffian was holding his little hands behind his back, smiling and imagining Lin Mingxuan's unlucky appearance, when he suddenly heard Lin Zimeng yelling, stood still, and said with his face up: "Grandson, what are you doing with your grandfather?" Looking at Lin Zimeng's angry look, Wang Yifan couldn't help but scratch him. The two seem to be natural enemies, and they pinch when they meet.

"Wang Yifan, do you want to be shameless? actually molesting the maid!" Lin Zimeng couldn't suppress the fire, and new hatred and old hatred surged in his chest, "Even if it's a girl, they are also our Lin family, and they can't tolerate you being a scoundrel under the fence!"

"Lao Tzu is shameless, Lao Tzu is molesting, what can you do? Look at you, you are not black, you are black, you have to learn from others, you have to fight unevenly?" Wang Yifan sneered, "What kind of thing are you? What is wrong with living in the Lin family? That's for your face!"

Lin Zimeng is as articulate as Wang Yifan, and his face turned pale with anger for a while.

"Kuroko, you have to weigh your small body when you are chivalrous and righteous. Not everyone can be called Wang Yifan!" Wang Yifan looked at Lin Zimeng with a smile and mocked, "You were already a defeated soldier under Lao Tzu two years ago. How's the bag on your head? Okay, the scar forgot the pain?"

"Shameless! How did you win, you don't know?" Wang Yifan's words were like a salary increase on fire, which stimulated Lin Zimeng's blood to boil, "If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I'll write Lin Zi upside down!"

Two years ago, Lin Zimeng and Wang Yifan had a private appointment, Wang Yifan actually asked Lin Zimeng to give a laxative, which made Lin Zimeng weak, and Wang Yifan showed his might, stepped on Lin Zimeng, and became the child king of Lin Mansion. Recently, I was scolded again. How can this hatred be dissolved?

"Slut is hypocritical! Didn't Lao Tzu just touch his face? and there won't be a piece of meat missing!" the ruffian laughed, "If Lao Tzu is taught a lesson by such a waste like you, Lao Tzu will write the word king upside down!"

I can't take it anymore!

Lin Zimeng shouted, and the sword on his waist flew up with a "whoosh", carrying a ball of green energy, and pounced on Wang Yifan.

"Ahh This sunspot is so fucking dark! You're fucking condensed, and you're going all out to deal with Lao Tzu in a pulse stage!

"I want your life!" Lin Zimeng yelled viciously.

It's not fatal, but Lin Zimeng really breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This scoundrel's rampant and domineering behavior in the Lin Mansion has already aroused the resentment of many people in the Lin Mansion, and it is even more shameless and obscene, and even more annoying.

Facing the flying sword, Wang Yifan seemed stunned and stood there motionless.

"He's not going to die, is he?" Lin Zimeng panicked, a look of horror flashing across his face. Bastard, I didn't really want to kill you! I wouldn't dare kill you bastard......! I can't stop it!

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword had already pierced the ruffian's chest, causing Xi Shi and Diao Chan to scream in horror. Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqing's faces also changed greatly.

At this moment, a light shroud suddenly rose on Wang Yifan's body, enveloping Wang Yifan in it. Lin Zimeng's flying sword was swung by the light shield, and it changed direction and deviated to the side.

"Little one, you're coming, I'm tired of your dung!" the ruffian sneered infinitely arrogantly.

"Shameless!" Lin Zimeng gritted his teeth. But several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Lin Zimeng yelled with red eyes: "I want to see if you can stay inside all the time!"

With a sword in his hand and his spiritual power in his hand, Lin Zimeng launched a fierce attack on Wang Yifan's body protection shield.

"Sun Tzu, if you stop the, you'll be my son!, don't stop, don't stop!" the ruffian angered Lin Zimeng.

Lin Zimeng became more and more angry, and spared no effort to attack the body protection shield. Lin Zimeng, the little rabbit cub, was radiant during this time, and he was more and more appreciated by Lin Jiaxuan, and this bastard was more and more happy in front of Lin Shiyi, and he actually dared to buy a gift for the little witch.

Lin Shiyi, that's Lao Tzu's daughter-in-law!

Under Lin Zimeng's unsparing attack, a quarter of an hour later, the light shield finally shattered. "I'm going to beat you so that you can't take care of yourself!" Lin Zimeng panted, trying his best to manipulate the flying sword to stab at the ruffian.

"It's really giving you face!" the ruffian had already drawn his saber from his waist and met it.

"Dang Chang" sounded, and the swords clashed. Lin Zimeng's flying sword was blocked by the ruffian as best he could, and flew towards the oblique stab, and the ruffian plucked up his courage and took advantage of the situation to approach a few steps, and the knife in his hand slashed down with his head and face.

Lin Zimeng missed the blow, and he had already controlled the flying sword to turn around, and fought against the ruffian's indiscriminate slashing knife.

Lin Zimeng used too much spiritual power in the end, but at this time, he gradually lost his support, and he couldn't parry the ruffian's knife.

"This guy's strength is getting bigger and bigger!" Lin Zimeng was secretly frightened.

The ruffian became more and more courageous, and a straight knife flew up and down, dancing more and more happily. Lin Zimeng was pushed closer and closer by the ruffian, and he had lost the spatial distance to manipulate the flying sword.

"Until now, why are you still comparing with Lao Tzu!" the ruffian roared, abandoned the knife, and threw down Lin Zimeng.

"How dare you seduce Lao Tzu's little witch again!" the ruffian swung his fist and smashed it into Yumesunoko's face. Lin Zimeng's face suddenly opened with flesh, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

"I told you to pretend to be a scholar and fight unevenly!" the ruffian smashed another punch in the face of the dream sunspot. Lin Zimeng's face was like a dyeing workshop, and his nose and ears were bleeding together.

"Stop!" Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqing rushed up together, grabbed Wang Yifan with one arm and pulled him back.

"How the fuck do you dare to pull the strings?" the ruffian glared at the two of them, struggling with all his might.

Lin Zimeng got up from the ground, rushed up with a bloody face, and punched the ruffian with an old punch.

"Lin Ziqing, Lin Zihan, I'll fuck you, Lao Tzu won't kill you......" the ruffian scolded.