Twelve suddenly noticed that someone was staring at her behind her, and turned her head suddenly, but she didn't notice anything except the dense crowd, and her brows frowned slightly, did she think too much?

The young man in Huayi, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in his heart, so sensitive.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" A picturesque young girl hooked his arm, looking left and right, her eyes blinking, looking extremely cute, revealing a sense of innocence, and sometimes there was a sly glimmer in her eyes, which added a bit of aura to her.

The young man shook his head, and the bone fan gently tapped on the door of the girl's head: "What did Daddy say? ”

The girl pouted, stuck out her tongue playfully, and was not angry with the young man's words, thinking to herself, hum, sooner or later she would have to slip out from under the nose of the old brother!

On the other end, Twelve led Lan Xin and Ming Ye out of the crowd, this time they received more eyes, since the identity of the Twelve was known, many people sneered disdainfully when they passed by her, and some people used their bodies to squeeze her to fall, but often this kind of person, he fell a dog and ate first.

Walking out of the crowd steadily, Twelve wiped the hot sweat on the face of the little milk bag in his arms, and his eyes were soft, "It's hot?"

The little milk bag stuck out her tongue cutely, and nodded again and again: "Well, those people are stinky, but their mothers are the most fragrant." As he spoke, he arched into Twelve's arms.

"Let's go get something to eat. "Twelve picked an elegantly decorated restaurant, Xiao Er greeted him warmly, it was not yet noon, there were only two or three tables of people in the lobby, the shopkeeper was dialing the abacus behind the counter, holding the account book in his hand to look back and forth, Twelve nodded, and chose a position by the window, which was just right to take the whole eldest sister's scene into the eyes.

"Just serve a few specialty dishes, and then a pot of daughter red. The twelve glanced at the wooden sign hanging under the beams and commanded casually.

"Okay. Xiao Er immediately responded, and walked towards the kitchen.

The four red lacquer columns in the restaurant stand in the corner to support the beams on the second floor, the columns are hung with vigorous and powerful calligraphy and paintings, the words dragon and phoenix dance, it is very good-looking, the tables and chairs are clean and tidy, although it is not as luxurious as Biyueju, but it is also elegant.

Tomorrow night and Lan Xin sat on the opposite side, the little milk bag nestled in Twelve's arms, a pair of big eyes looked at the street vendors in surprise from time to time, sometimes exclaimed, sometimes daxiao, the cold color on Twelve's face unconsciously softened a lot, the sunlight refracted from the window, shrouded in a very faint light on her, dotted, those deep black eyes with an intoxicating soft light.

Tomorrow Night's heart was beating fast, his ears were hot, and he drank tea with wide sleeves to cover the flushing on his face, what was wrong with him?

The palpitations that he had never felt before made him uneasy.

Lan Xin flicked the shell of the melon seeds and arranged the melon kernels on the table in front of Twelve.

"Oh, that person just now is definitely the eldest son of the Diancang faction in Linshui Town, he is young and vindictive, but he is a seventh-order, personable, my daughter is very fascinated by him, this time, let me help her inquire." A hearty laugh came from the door, a group of three, all three and five thick strong men, all with knives, dark skin, speaking with a local accent, talking and laughing into the restaurant.

Twelve looked at the street outside the window, deaf to the ear, and gently stroked the head of the little milk bag with their palms, this little guy was eating melon kernels with a sound and color.

"This time, the emperor has gathered heroes from all walks of life, not only the Diancang faction, but also the people of the three sects, and it is said that they all want to win a ranking and win glory for the country in the Four Nations Competition. A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks hurriedly answered, and they sat less than three meters away from Twelve, and the sound of loud shouts hovered in the lobby.

"The three sects are so strong, how could they not come? If it weren't for Yun Aotian of Yuntianmen last year, we would have lost the first game of Xuanwu Kingdom, but he alone is invincible with two fists and four hands, and Zuihou still lost to Qinglong, hey. The man who spoke at first sighed wistfully, as if he was worried about the future of Xuanwu this year.

The three sects are the most famous sects in Xuanwu, with Yuntianmen, Red Sleeve Gate, and Luoshuimen as the respect, and collect disciples in various cities and towns every year, and cultivate martial arts masters.

It's just that compared to the God King Palace, the Xuannu Palace, the strength of the three sects is not enough, every year each sect has to select the most outstanding children, send them to the two halls, they are honored to enter the God King Palace, enter the Xuannu Palace, this palace and one hall, its prestige is above the four countries, almost above the top of the entire Xuanwu Continent, worshipped.

It's a pity that the people in the Shenwang Palace and the Xuannu Palace have rarely entered the market, except for sending people down the mountain every year to search for extremely talented children, there is no news, but every two palaces come out, the world will be shaken!

Twelve distracted minds remember this information, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing the other can win a hundred battles, for the various shili of the Xuanwu Continent, she only heard a rough idea from Lan Xin's mouth, only knew the God King Hall and the Xuannu Palace, and now learned that there is another upper three sects, twelve eyes flashed, a little curious, how strong are the people of these upper three sects, so strong that these martial artists will talk about it, they will be fascinated.

She raised her teacup and took a small pee, distracted as she collected the news that everyone in the restaurant had said.

"But, I've heard that this time it's not just the people from the top three sects who are participating, but even that one is here. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man smiled evilly and said mysteriously.

The two companions beside him were confused, and quickly asked, "What is that?"

"Hey! It's the famous waste Sima Ruyi. The man clapped his hands exaggeratedly.

"You kid, I thought you were talking about some amazing master, Cut!" his companion rolled his eyes, dissatisfied with the man's tricks.

"Really, I just heard from the person who signed up for the competition that Sima Ruyi really went. The man grinned at the corners of his mouth and said with a mocking smile: "I'm really ashamed of her Laozi Master Sima, this time the masters are gathered, what kind of muddy water do you say she is such a waste? If you want me to say, it is better to be a daughter at home, waiting to marry which family to be a concubine in the future, it's almost the same." The man shook his head, as if he had seen Sima Ruyi's life in the second half of his life, which must be surrounded by high walls, bullied, and jealous with women for a husband.

Click!

There was an inaudible cracking sound, and I was so shocked that when I looked up at it tomorrow night, I saw that the teacups in the twelve hands were cracked!

Lan Xin's face was angry, and her eyes were full of fire as she stared at the man at the table who was still hahadaxiao.

"Master," Mingye hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Twelve.

"It's fine. Twelve shook his head and pushed it away, and a pair of cold eyes as deep as a pool faintly swept over the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, who was chattering endlessly about Sima Ruyi's great achievements at the moment.

"I heard that last time, she failed to courtship King Rui on the street, and was almost trampled to death by King Rui's good horse on the eldest sister, tsk, this Lord Sima has been riding all his life, and I don't know if God is not long-sighted, and he actually let him have such a little daughter, you look at Sima Yi, a famous lady, extraordinary talent, reached the peak of the fifth order at a young age, and then look at that Sima Ruyi, it is really a heaven and an underground, there is no half comparison. The man sighed, raised his hand and drank the wine in front of him, his cheeks flushed, and he was obviously a little drunk.

"If I were Sima Xiong, I would ......" he was about to continue, but he saw two companions staring behind him in horror, all of them pale, he turned his head inexplicably, but he was greeted by a heavy punch.

The man's face was hit head-on, and the whole person was blown away with a bang, and as he slid down, the tables and chairs overturned, crackling with a loud bang, and he slammed against the wall behind the lobby, and a mouthful of blood splattered out.

Twelve was slaughtered, moved his wrist, stepped on the bench he was sitting on, and asked coldly, "How must you be?"

The man only felt a hot stream suddenly appear in his nose, and when he reached out to wipe it, his palm was bright red.

"Ahh......h Blood!" His eyes widened in horror, his blood-stained hands fluttering in the air, the bridge of his nose was completely shattered by Twelve, and a steady stream of blood rushed out of his nose.

Mingye immediately got up, walked up to the man in three or two steps, slapped his palm on the face, and said coldly: "I'm embarrassed to scold my master for your virtue?"

He spat hard at the man's face.

Seeing that the man was just a man who had the courage to say it, but didn't have the courage to admit it, the anger in her heart suddenly dissipated, she turned her head to look at the two men with a dull face on the side of the wooden table, and sneered: "Woe comes from the mouth, I am in a good mood today, I will spare your life for the time being, if I hear you insult Sima Ruyi's name next time, hmph, I will take off your heads and seeds and kick them as balls!"

With that, she reached out and took out a bag in her arms, and poured it on the table, "Today's meal, I invited! ”

Having said that, where do these two people have any leisure to eat? Seeing the indifferent backs of the twelve disappearing into the restaurant, they looked at each other, and quickly helped their companion who had fallen to the ground, bleeding profusely, and stumbled away.

The shopkeeper was also frightened, and he hurriedly asked Xiao Er to clean up the scattered tables and chairs, and put the gold bags left by Twelve into his arms, so that the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders.

The farce of the restaurant soon spread, and many people knew that Sima Ruyi beat a person who spoke disrespectfully on the street, and knocked down the bridge of his nose with a punch, some people disdained it, some people turned a deaf ear, some people clapped their hands, in short, Twelve became famous in the imperial city again.

"Wow, brother, Sima Ruyi is so handsome. Biyueju, listening to strangers talking about Twelve's feat, the girl looked fanatical, and exclaimed again and again, as if she really regarded Twelve as an idol.

However, the gentle and elegant young man on her side shook the bone fan lightly, and said: "The rumors stop at the wise, the rumors are not credible, they all say that Sima Ruyi is a waste, but you see, can a waste knock over a strong man with one punch? Sister, in the future, you have to learn to listen more and talk less, and use your own brain to think about what is true and what is false, this is the purpose of Daddy and Mother to let us come to the imperial city." ”

As soon as the girl heard his reasoning, she fell asleep, and nodded weakly with her cheeks: "I know, I know." ”

The young man smiled bitterly, and there was nothing he could do about this sister, but faintly, a cold and proud figure appeared in his mind.

Sima Ruyi?

What kind of person are you?

Is it the waste of the world's mouth, or the obscure genius of Taoguang?

The rippling black eyes, the streamer turned, and the young man's curiosity about Twelve became bigger and bigger.