In the martial arts arena in the courtyard, the handsome young man picked up the sledgehammer that had been put down, lifted it with one hand, and then shook his arm hard, and the sledgehammer in the hundred-pound was like a small stone weighing several catties in his hand, and flew into the pit ten meters away.

The pit, in the shape of a semicircle, seemed to be slightly larger than the sledgehammer, and it should have been specially placed for this sledgehammer.

I only heard the loud sound of "dang", and the sledgehammer fell steadily into the pit, motionless. I don't know how long this pit has existed, the recessed part seems to have been smashed by this hundred-pound sledgehammer, and the ground is like steel.

On the top of this pit, there are ten rows of weapon racks made of wattle wood, five rows on the left and right, and the weapon racks made of wattle wood are full of all kinds of weapons, knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, and other ordinary weapons, all of which are on this weapon shelf, and they can be said to have everything, even the sickle for mowing the grass.

And these weapons are not recognizable at first glance. I saw that these weapons are carved with strange runes, this rune is similar to a kind of small seal words, like tadpoles on the weapons keep swimming, from time to time flashing dazzling brilliance, these weapons seem to be not magic weapons, or spiritual weapons, so many extraordinary weapons put together, it is not an exaggeration to call this "martial arts field" a small arsenal.

When the red-clothed maid heard this handsome young man and asked her to help change her clothes, her pretty face, which was already very red, turned a little red, as if she had added a lot of redness, and then, her voice was a little excited: "I want to do it." ”

The handsome maid then followed the handsome young man to another palatial attic.

The handsome young man, under the service of the maid, took off his softly embroidered brocade armor, washed his body, and changed into a plain white robe.

This white-clothed Shengxue, set off his long figure is more upright, this handsome young man has changed his clothes, his temperament has changed greatly, the domineering and mighty atmosphere, as if he is covered by him, can explode at any time, he is dressed in white, more graceful, chic charm, so that the woman is fascinated.

After changing his clothes, the handsome boy strode straight to the attic where the sky was.

Along the way, passing through the center of the corridor on both sides of the strange flowers and plants, the handsome young man in white clothes like snow was full of energy, smiling slightly, and his face seemed to be filled with vitality.

Walking all the way, under the handsome face of the young man, the girls around him, as long as they see the young man, seem to be able to feel themselves, feel comfortable, and have no worries. The handsome young man's slight smile, like a spring breeze, fascinated the many maids in the attic.

The maid who followed behind the handsome young man didn't understand why her son-in-law seemed to become extremely gentle in an instant after changing into this white shirt, as if he was the most pleasant person in the world.

At this moment, the aura of this handsome young man is completely different from that on the * practice ground just now, and the maid in red seems to have changed the young man's clothes for the first time, and her little face is still red, like a ripe big apple, which is very attractive.

"Young master, you're here. The maid who was guarding in front of the gate of asking the sky saw the handsome young man striding towards her, and greeted softly.

When the young man in white heard this greeting, he smiled slightly, nodded his head, and then asked, "Is my imperial brother awake?"

"Prince Mixiu woke up for a while, but he seemed to be too tired and fell asleep again, and the slave didn't dare to disturb Prince Mixiu's rest, so he didn't dare to be in the room, and kept waiting outside. ”

"Oh, that's it, all right, let's go into the house with me, this royal brother, alas" The young man in white sighed as if he thought of something.

"Squeak", the quaint door was pushed open by the maid, and then the young man in white stepped forward, and the two maids followed him and entered the house.

Entering the house, the white-clothed young man first glanced at Mi Xiu, and then looked around, thinking that it was okay, and did not say anything, the red-clothed maid saw this, and hurriedly moved away the cylindrical ancient chair.

"Childe, please be seated. The red-clothed maid said in an extremely light voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing the rest of the sleeping Mixiu.

These three people have always entered, and they have not fallen asleep and asked the sky how they don't know.

"I'm a good girl, who is this white-clothed goods? This dress is very beautiful. The splendid python robe is also tattooed with a white flying dragon from the fire, obediently, not an ordinary person!" asked Cangtian to open a small slit in his eyes, and secretly looked at this young man in white.

When the young man in white sat down at the quaint round table, another maid hurriedly picked up the snow-white teacup in the delicate tray, slowly arrived at a cup of hot water, and then stood behind the young man in white with the maid in red, waiting quietly.

The young man in white looked at the steaming tea, and a strangeness flashed between his sword eyebrows, as if something was confusing him, making him very puzzled.

The young man in white looked at the pretending to be asleep and asked Cangtian, and he turned his head to look at the two maids behind him, and smiled slightly, as if he understood something, but this smile was obviously inexplicably strange.

"You two wait at the back door first, I'm calling you for something. ”

"No. ”

The young man in white suddenly said that the two maids left, and the maids did not dare to slack off, so they moved lightly, walked out of the room, and gently closed the door.

At this moment, in this room, there are only two people, the young man in white and Wen Cangtian.

"What, Brother Huang, there is no one else, are you still shy?"

"Don't care about the past, what are you lying in bed and pretending to sleep? ”

The young man in white seemed to be familiar with Mi Xiu, and it was still a brother-in-law relationship, which made him wonder in his heart, "God, you are just playing with me, how did you save me is the brother of the original body owner!"

"Brother Huang, the maid is gone, why are you still lying on the bed and not getting up?" The young man in white picked up the hot water, blew it, took a sip, and said slowly.

Asking Cangtian heard this question, he chuckled in his heart again, "Damn, this young man in white is not an ordinary person, he is so far away from me, with the touch of my special forces training, I haven't hidden him, master!"

Everyone realized that they were awake, and they couldn't continue to pretend to be asleep, after all, it was not a way to pretend to be asleep again, so he thought about it secretly in his heart, thought of some countermeasures, and slowly opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, he asked Cangtian to yawn deliberately, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Ahem, this handsome guy, hello, I can see you here again, ape dung!" asked Cangtian slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his heavy head, and said happily to the handsome son.

"Hmm, Brother Huang, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

This handsome boy doesn't understand very much, this imperial brother hasn't seen him for a few years, although he has grown up, he doesn't need to be so angry, he didn't say a word of greeting when he met, and he pretended to sleep, I can understand you, after all, you are also a famous talent on the Rose Continent, and you are so embarrassed, if you want to spread it, you really can't see people.

However, this maid has gone out, only the two of us, you are still so angry, is there something wrong, and you still say some inexplicable things, which I don't understand at all.

The intuition of the boy in white told him that something was wrong with his imperial brother.

"**! Uncle Lao Tzu forgot again, this language is different, okay!"

"How can I use Mandarin again! Alas, this time there will be chaos!"

Ask Cangtian is very worried, this sentence is directly revealed, he is not Mi Xiu.

Look at the young man in white, he didn't speak, just frowned, as if waiting for himself to speak.

Okay, if you want me to say, then I'll say it!" "Hello, handsome son, thank you for saving my life" asked Cangtian and stammered in an unfamiliar continental lingua franca.

Fortunately, the owner of this body has the knowledge of the language of the continent in his mind, and it is with this language knowledge that he can ask the sky if he is familiar with this language, listen, but he can still understand it.

But if you want to ask Cangtian to say it, it is estimated that it will be the same as this sentence, stumbling, and it is not good that this young man in white still wonders when this asking Cangtian will become a stammer!

said that this road is universal, and asked Cangtian only to feel that awkward, this feeling is the same as the first time I spoke English!

"Uncle! It's really embarrassing for his grandmother. Alas, no, in the future, in this continent, if you don't learn to communicate, you can't do it, practice slowly, I guess you may get used to it if you talk too much. ”

"As the saying goes: Habit is good, habit becomes nature. Ask Cangtian said secretly in his heart.

After searching Mixiu's language memory, I asked Cangtian to find out that there are many languages on the mainland, and almost every empire has its own language, but most people still use the continental lingua franca.

Hearing the stammering question of Ask Cangtian, the young man in white hurriedly put down the snow-white teacup in his hand, stood up and stared straight at Cangtian, "Hmm, Imperial Brother, you don't know me?" The handsome boy asked very strangely in the lingua franca of the mainland.

This imperial brother, what the hell is going on? Why is the whole person weird, as if he has changed a person, what happened to him?

"That, alas, I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten about you," asked Cang Tian knowing it and lying.

"Imperial brother, have you forgotten me? Look at me, I am your imperial cousin, your father, my imperial aunt, my mother is your imperial aunt, don't you remember?"

"When we were eight years old, we went to the walls of the Rose Imperial Capital together to fly kites. You don't remember either?" said the handsome boy in disbelief.

"Obediently, this is the situation of Shenma? This is this extremely pretending to be an egg, or is it my cousin? No, is it so coincidental? This guy is dressed in white, well-dressed, as if he is extremely pretending*, is this a confession?" asked Cangtian to pass by this white-clothed young man, and he was very excited and said in Mandarin.

"Obediently, what is the situation of Shenma?Brother Huang, what do you mean by this?Which imperial language?" The handsome boy stammered and learned to ask Cangtian, standing not far from asking Cangtian, and asked curiously.