The old man Nan was still playing Tai Chi peacefully, trying his best not to look at Jin Jiaojiao, who had been thinking about him for a long time, in fact, as soon as they landed on the shore, there were family members who came to report their whereabouts from time to time.

No, when they just arrived at the door, the old man chose the clothes to wear today, and asked his subordinates to comb their hair again, and the degree of grandeur was no less than meeting the lady in the palace.

Zhao Bingyu looked at Nan Qiye, who was sliding and punching under the begonia tree, and the hair was faintly visible between the strands, and the years left traces on his resolute face, and it was not difficult to see that he was also an outstanding figure when he was young. The pink and white begonias on the begonia tree are in full bloom, and the fallen petals are flying into the air with the slow and soft movements of the old man.

The old man was a radiant old man, and as he stretched his fingers and kneaved, Zhao Bingyu found that both of his hands were six fingers, but his left hand was crippled, and his index finger seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon. Six is a rarity, and it was the first time he had seen a strange person with six on both hands.

The four of them did not disturb Nan Qiye, they stood quietly on the side and watched, Nan Qiye didn't hold back several times halfway, and secretly glanced at Jin Jiaojiao with the action of Tai Chi turning, and found that she had lost a lot of weight, and her heart was not very happy. Then he went to observe Zhao Bingyu, who was standing next to Jin Jiaojiao, with good facial features and a long body, worthy of his granddaughter who was beautiful and fragrant in other countries, and her appearance had passed.

Nan Qiye elegantly finished a set of Tai Chi, Jin Jiaojiao and Xi'er applauded him like they did when they were children, although Zhao Bingyu and An An didn't understand what to cheer for, but they also hurriedly joined the applause.

Stupid, Nan Qiye commented in his heart, his first impression of Zhao Bingyu was not very good.

"Grandma......" Jin Jiaojiao was about to say goodbye, but just spit out a word, when she suddenly felt a gust of wind hit her, only to see that Nan Qiye did not stop there, but instead used a thunderbolt palm, straight towards her head.

The location of several people was only three or four meters away from Nan Qiye, the incident happened suddenly, everyone was defenseless, and no one could have imagined that the old man would suddenly make such a ruthless attack on his own granddaughter.

An An and Xi'er stared at each other in shock, and at the moment, only Zhao Bingyu stood in front of Jin Jiaojiao and prepared to use his back to take the palm, almost a knee-jerk reaction.

Jin Jiaojiao looked up at Zhao Bingyu in astonishment, and the "master" was still stuck in her throat.

Seeing that he was about to split Zhao Bingyu's neck, Nan Qiye suddenly withdrew his hand and hit a backhand, the strong palm wind cut through the begonia branch on one side, shook the begonia petals full of branches, and fell downward, a begonia rain with color and fragrance.

Only then did a few people withdraw from their fright, and Nan Qiye snorted from his nostrils and did not stop teasing.

"Boy, there are not many people who dare to take my Nan Qiye's palm, you are very capable."

As he spoke, he punched Zhao Bingyu again, this time Zhao Bingyu finally opened his mind, and immediately adjusted his breath and entered the state of receiving moves, and the two of them had already dismantled more than a dozen moves in a row.

Originally, I thought that this kid was just an embroidered pillow that would only eat soft rice, but he never thought that his martial arts would be so superb, he only dismantled the tricks and did not attack, but he also made Nan Qiye do his best.

Between one move and one formula, familiar, very familiar......

At this time, on the other side, the little crab of the South Mansion stepped out of the back kitchen with a red kettle, and rushed to the courtyard of the South Seventh Master.

Nan Qiye recalled in his mind which martial arts this was while launching an offensive, Zhao Bingyu's moves changed for no reason, and many of the moves had never even been seen by the well-informed Nan Qiye, he suspected that this was very likely to be created by this kid in his family's martial arts.

"Boy, martial arts are not shallow, where is the teacher?" Nan Qiye asked the question in his heart, panting, and began to be overwhelmed.

Zhao Bingyu is effortless to deal with it, he has long heard Jin Jiaojiao's introduction, Nan Qiye was a famous gambler god Qianshou in the rivers and lakes when he was young, he was not in seclusion and his reputation was much greater than that of the foreign Micah, which is also the reason why Zhao Bingyu has never heard of the gambling table leader but has heard of the gambler god Qianlaoqi.

I can't say I don't admire it in my heart.

Be praised by those who admire, don't mention much

was happy, the corners of Zhao Bingyu's mouth couldn't stop rising, "Grandpa might as well guess?" I am not in a hurry to report to my home.

Nan Qiye pondered in his mind, thought of a person, and then felt that it was impossible, that person's apprentice became his grandson's son-in-law, and daydreaming did not do this.

At this time, Zhao Bingyu suddenly changed the pace under his feet, and his figure was like a phantom of a swimming dragon, and people who had no martial arts background only felt dazzled when they saw it.

Eighty-nine Xuanxuan steps! Nan Qiye was taken aback!

"You...... You... You are a disciple of the True Sect of Chisong."

Zhao Bingyu was very happy, "Grandpa knows my master!"

The corners of Nan Qiye's mouth twitched, he didn't want to know! But the eight or nine Xuanxuan steps are not all people can learn from anyone, not to mention that Chisong Zhenren has accepted three apprentices in his life, but the eldest apprentice Mangosteen martial arts has gone astray and was executed by Chisong himself, and the second disciple Yuxuan has already fallen into the empty door because of the injury of love, and the origin of these three disciples is very little known, but he is clear and comes from the royal family. qδ

Royal house!!!

Nan Qiye, who was still in extreme shock, shook his head, the little crab with the kettle had already rushed into the yard according to the script, and deliberately did not take the right path to cross the high wooden threshold under the porch, and then very delicately did not step over and was mixed with a big heel, accompanied by a sound... Yes... screamed, and the kettle in his hand was thrown forward, smashing towards Jin Jiaojiao in a parabolic shape.

Jin Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at the kettle coming from the sky, she didn't have time to dodge, and in the vast seconds, she remembered that when she was a child, she said that she was rich and noble.

Is this called great wealth and great wealth? This rich and noble life is loved by whoever wants it.

At the same time, Nan Qiye didn't have time to take back the trick he had already used and surged towards Zhao Bingyu, on one side was his precious granddaughter, and on the other hand, his Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Dynasty, Nan Qiye felt that he had done a big stupid thing wrong.

Zhao Bingyu pounced and kicked the kettle away, but he couldn't pull out his body to deal with Nan Qiye's housekeeping, and his front chest was stiffly received a palm like Mount Tai's top.

The water from the kettle was poured on his face by inertia.

"Ah Yu!"

"Temple...... Young Master."

"Uncle."

Jin Jiaojiao, An An, and Xi'er spoke out in horror almost at the same time, and Zhao Bingyu was a little stunned, except for some pain in the front chest, his face was fine, and the water was ...... Warm?

He glanced at the kettle that was falling to the ground, and threw a puzzled look at Nan Qiye.

Nan Qiye withdrew his hand behind his back, his eyes misty.

Zhao Bingyu immediately understood in his heart that he was weak-hearted, and it turned out to be a game for him, and then he covered his chest and pretended to be in pain and injured.

"Ah Yu, how are you? Are you alright?" Jin Jiaojiao held him anxiously, and yelled at An An and Xi'er, who were still in fright, "Why are you still stunned, hurry up and find a doctor!"

Xi'er looked at Nan Qiye helplessly, and was glared back by him, "Look at ***, hurry up and find a doctor!" Then he pointed to the little crab that was tripped and fell to the side and got angry, "What do you do, you can't get tea on the way, you came to my house to be a young master, why don't you go down and ask the doctor to come!"

The little crab looked at Nan Qiye's blinking eyes, and his mind flexibly picked up the culprit of the place, and led Xi'er to retreat.