According to Xiao Yao's instructions, after running around Nanyang City for fifty laps, Hei Yan and Hua Daiyu returned to the small courtyard, their faces were not red and they were not panting, as if they had not done such a long run.

"Not bad!"

Xiao Yao did not hesitate to praise himself, and then, he reached out and pointed to the side room next to him: "There is a potion I prepared for you in the room, just lie in it and sleep!"

"Thank you, master!"

Hei Yan bowed his hand very respectfully, but Hua Daiyu raised her eyebrows, snorted softly, and walked towards the room she had already chosen.

According to the rules of their family, Xiao Yao is already Hua Daiyu's man. Since this is the case, then there is no need for her to say anything like thank you to him, isn't it the right thing for a man to do something for his woman?

Besides, Hua Daiyu and Xiao Yao have just made a ten-year appointment, and Xiao Yao helped her improve her strength, which is what she should be, and she doesn't need to talk to him about that she doesn't have.

However, Hua Daiyu stopped abruptly after taking a few steps, turned her head, and looked at Xiao Yao who was looking down at the book, her soft lips swayed a naughty arc, and her big eyes flashed a few times, cute like an elf.

"Young master, do you want to sleep with a slave tonight?"

The incomparably soft and pleasant sound, mixed with a touch of smack, is full of seductive charm.

"Gollum!"

Hearing this voice, and seeing the smile on Hua Daiyu's face and the coquettishness flashing in her eyes, Hei Yan's throat rolled uncontrollably, and a hot little snake jumped up in her lower abdomen, wandering around!

"A goblin who lures people to death and doesn't pay for their lives!"

Secretly snorting in his heart, Hei Yan hurriedly took his eyes off Hua Daiyu, at this moment, he actually felt that it was better for Hua Daiyu to wear that extremely ugly mask. Otherwise, he will definitely live in dire straits in the future.

However, what Hei Yan and Hua Daiyu didn't expect was that Xiao Yao turned a deaf ear to Hua Daiyu's teasing, as if he hadn't heard it, and sat there without moving, looking at the yellow-level top-grade martial art "Afterimage Ruyi Gun" in his hand.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Xiao Yao had ignored himself, a sense of loss suddenly came to his heart, Hua Daiyu's pretty face was flat, her sexy little mouth also pouted, the soles of her feet stomped the ground, and she walked into the wing room angrily with a twist of her waist.

"Whew!"

Hearing the sound of "bang-bang", Xiao Yao let out a long sigh of relief, and shook his head gently, smiling bitterly, and his heart was filled with the same thoughts as Heiyan.

"Master......"

At this time, Hei Yan walked over, brought his mouth to Xiao Yao's side, and said a few words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Is the information reliable?"

After hearing Hei Yan's words, Xiao Yao put down the book in his hand suddenly, and a grim cold light suddenly shot out from his deep pupils.

"Absolutely reliable!" Kuroiwa nodded.

"Thanks!"

Xiao Yao's mood stabilized, smiled slightly, and said indifferently in a low voice: "If I don't come back tomorrow morning, you will wake up Lin Yaxian and take her for ten laps!"

"Got it!"

Hei Yan responded, and then asked respectfully, "Master, do you have any other orders?"

Xiao Yao put down the book he had just picked up again, pondered for a while, and then turned his head to look at him: "You don't use weapons?"

"It's not that I don't want to use it, it's just that I, like Master, like using heavy weapons. But it's useless for me to use ordinary weapons, and if I use spirit stones to forge heavy weapons, I don't have the financial resources!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yao nodded, and had a plan in his heart. Immediately, he slowly got up and took out the 10,000-pound heavy stick from the ring.

"Can you move it?"

Looking at this swarthy long stick weighing 10,000 catties, Hei Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of fire: "No problem!"

When he heard that Xiao Yao had a 10,000-pound stick in his hand, he was itching in his heart, and he had the idea of buying it from Xiao Yao.

In the past, he had asked a forger to make a heavy weapon to train his physical strength. However, in all the searches of Heavenly Dragon City, there was no forger who could make such a weapon.

It's not that they really can't do it, it's just that they use harder and heavier Ziyang steel to forge a long stick weighing 10,000 catties, which must be as thick as a person's thigh.

With such a thick stick, let alone fighting, it is inconvenient to use it for exercise, so Heiyan can only reluctantly give up this idea.

"Carry it, do squats, and let me see how many you can do. ”

"Good!"

Hei Yan looked excited, his feet were tightly clasped to the ground, his hands tightly grasped the two sections of the heavy stick, and secretly said "It's so heavy", and slowly lifted it behind his head and carried it on his shoulders.

"Good!"

Seeing that he didn't hold it up under excitement, but looked cautious, Xiao Yao nodded approvingly, "Do it slowly, don't force it, when you feel that it can't be done, stop quickly, so as not to hurt yourself!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yao sat down again and read the book, while Hei Yan carried a heavy stick without saying a word, and slowly started squatting.

At first, he could easily complete it, but after doing a dozen of them, Kuroiwa felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a stick, but a hill.

The weight of 10,000 catties made Hei Yan's hands sore, his arms and legs trembled, his face turned pale, and his throat showed signs of smoking.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, Heiyan, who has paid attention to extreme training since he was a child, naturally knew that he had reached the edge of the limit at this time, and only by persisting could he continue to break through the limit and make his body stronger.

"A broken stick can be tired like this? The limbs are developed, but they are useless!"

With a disdainful gaze through the gap in the window, he glanced at the grinning Hei Yan, Hua Daiyu snorted coldly, and then moved his gaze to Xiao Yao, who was reading the book.

"Kind of you'll never come to me!"

The feeling of being ignored by a man made Hua Daiyu very unhappy, but she stared at Xiao Yao directly: "This guy looks quite handsome when he reads books seriously." Although he is a bit domineering and arrogant, he does not have the vices of those big families, presumably because his family education is very strict, and he himself works very hard. Otherwise, if he was obsessed with women at a young age, how could he have such a strong strength?"

When she was running before, she learned something about Xiao Yao from Hei Yan. Of course, it was only after he appeared in Nanyang City. Those things before, because Xiao Yao was hiding his identity, Hei Yan didn't dare to say it.

However, one thing that puzzled her was what kind of cultivation Xiao Yao had. For this question, Hei Yan didn't answer her, but just said lightly that it was not clear.

After all, Xiao Yao had never used aura since he arrived in Nanyang City, if he said that Xiao Yao only had a three-star martial arts spiritual cultivation, wouldn't that expose Xiao Yao's identity?

However, when he thought that Xiao Yao had killed so many martial sects with the cultivation of the three-star martial spirit, and he could still make Ling Lao of the three-star martial king so miserable, he was so frightened that Feng Tianlin and Feng Yi didn't dare to make a move, Hei Yan shuddered and had palpitations.

After a while, Hei Yan couldn't hold on any longer, threw the heavy stick on the ground, and then held his trembling legs with both hands, gasping for breath, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his face and flowed down.

"Fifty-six, it looks pretty good!"

Xiao Yao put down the book in his hand, then got up and glanced at Hua Daiyu's room, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said:

"However, with your physical condition, you can actually do better! You have brute strength, but you can't use it better, this is your biggest problem, and it is also the problem you have to solve!"

"Hmm!"

Heiyan straightened his waist and stood up straight, his face was slightly pale, but it was indescribably serious. He knew that Xiao Yao was going to say the main point, so he listened carefully.

But Xiao Yao put away the heavy stick and smiled slightly: "Go back and have a good rest, I'll teach you to strike iron tomorrow!"

"We?"

Hei Yan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood that Xiao Yao wanted to guide the three of them together, so he let out a soft "um", and then supported his heavy body and swayed towards the room that belonged to him.

"Why don't you hurry up and soak your body, what are you peeking at there?

As soon as the cold voice full of murderous intent came out, Xiao Yao turned his head suddenly, his eyes instantly widened to the extreme, and two terrifying beams of cold light flew out from inside, and shot straight into the eyes of Hua Daiyu, who had been staring at her, along the slightly open gap in the window.

"Huh?"

Hua Daiyu felt as if her eyes were stabbed in the eyes by two cold and shining blades, she exclaimed, her eyes closed, her body leaned back uncontrollably, and she was so frightened that she sat on the ground, her hair stood on end, and she was dripping with cold sweat.

"The tiger is not powerful, you really think I am a sick cat?"

Snorted coldly, feeling that after Hua Daiyu entered the bathroom, Xiao Yao jumped onto the roof, and after a careful observation, the whole person turned into a yellow lightning bolt and shot out violently......

It was late at night, the sky was pitch black, and the moonlight shone on the earth, and also on a large courtyard, paving every place with a layer of white silver.

There is no noisy noise, and you can hear the wind blowing and falling leaves. The warm and clean room is filled with a faint fragrance.

Feng Tieshan smelled this good fragrance, and his heart was very comfortable. Whether it's the quiet environment, the neat house, the brilliant lights, everything in the yard makes him feel comfortable.

Standing in the courtyard, he felt that the injuries on his legs seemed to have healed, and even the haze of being snatched away by Xiao Yao was swept away.

After half his life, he is now nearly seventy years old, and he is no longer as high-spirited as a hairy young man. The binge drinking and bad gambling that he loved when he was young have basically disappeared from his life over the years.

It is precisely because of knowing moderation that Feng Tieshan will build such a courtyard in the remote suburbs of Nanyang City, which is far away from the bustling and noisy.

Whenever he was physically and mentally exhausted, he would put off socializing, take a few beautiful women, and come here for a few days of leisurely recuperation.