Chapter 39: Martial Idiot

Inside the Garden.

He Ying climbed out of bed weakly.

Then, a hand pulled him back again.

Where is this next copy, this is to kill him.

Nutrition really can't keep up......

An hour later, Xuanyuan Ling'er left.

And He Ying slept until noon.

Lunch was served, a total of eighteen exquisite dishes, full of color, flavor and flavor, and He Ying's mouth watered.

He Ying beckoned the three maids to sit down and eat together.

saw that the three of them took a step back, lowered their heads and did not dare to serve the table.

"What's wrong with the maid, the maid is inferior? The maid can only eat leftovers? There are not so many rules in my place, I let you sit and sit, I let you eat in large gulps, if you don't eat, I will drive you away. ”

When the three of them heard this, they immediately sat down and picked up the dishes and chopsticks to eat.

He Ying nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as he picked up a piece of braised pork, before he could put it in his mouth, he saw a family Ding hurriedly walking in.

"Uncle, it's a big deal!"

The corners of He Ying's mouth twitched, why did the subordinates say "It's a big deal" as soon as they came in? Isn't this line unchanging?

"Take your time."

A maid put down the dishes and chopsticks and greeted them.

"Someone...... Fight in the city, and say...... Said that he wanted to challenge his uncle. ”

He Ying raised his eyebrows and challenged himself?

The man called himself the wolf king of the steppe, and said that his uncle ...... It's a waste who eats soft rice, and he wants to win the battle against his uncle and marry the young lady. ”

The wolf king of the steppe? It's ...... to hear the name Rubbish.

Several subordinates looked at He Ying and waited for his reply.

saw He Ying slowly put the braised pork into his mouth, and when he bit it, his eyes immediately widened: "It's delicious!" Not bad! You're all going to try it...... Don't pestle, eat first, and then talk about it after eating. ”

The three maids were stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the family and added a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

And then...... The family looked at He Ying with a bewildered expression.

You put such a big deal out there to eat? Is the mentality so good? People can scold you for being a waste who eats soft rice, can you bear it?

But it's right to think about it, from He Ying being recruited into Xuanyuan's house to dissolving the marriage contract, he lived like a pig and a dog, eating pig food and drinking swill, so looking at it, this matter is really a big deal.

After everyone ate, He Ying wiped his mouth and said to his family: "Go, tell that Dog King, it's very simple to challenge me, the lowest Heavenly Dao realm." ”

The corners of the mouths of several subordinates twitched, they are the domineering steppe wolf king, and they have directly become the dog king in your mouth......

The family replied.

He Ying smiled and looked at the three maids: "Do you want to try massage today?" ”

When the three maids heard this, their cheeks immediately turned red into apples, and they fled as if they were shy.

He Ying shook his head and walked out with a smile.

I walked along the bluestone street for a distance, and when I turned a corner, I looked up and saw an old beggar with gray hair.

The old man had a broken arm, and his gray patched coat was loosely worn on his body.

In his left hand, he carried a broken bowl, and his dirty goatee was left all the way to his chest.

"Uncle, it's good, let's reward two dollars."

The old beggar stood up, his face wrinkled.

He Ying touched his pocket, he didn't bring much money when he went out just now, and he only had two taels of silver in his pocket.

Take out one, "jingle bell", and land it in the bowl.

The old beggar's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the only one or two pieces of silver left in He Ying's hand.

And then.

The old beggar looked at him.

Meaning all to him.

He Ying urinated on the spot, and he was not satisfied with a stinky one who asked for food? Still want it? It's too much.

Then, the old beggar watched as He Ying put the silver in his hand back into his pocket.

Giving you one or two is mercy, and if you want it, it will be excessive.

I saw the old beggar staring at him and picking up the bowl.

This means that it must be given to him.

If you don't give it, you can't do it!

Then, the old beggar watched as He Ying reached out and took back the broken silver in his bowl......

The old beggar vomited blood on the spot: "Boy, don't force me. ”

He Ying was in a very good mood today, and raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong with forcing you?" ”

Lao Tzu is the protagonist of this copy, can he still be bullied by a beggar?

I saw the old beggar suddenly lying on the ground: "Oh, hey, hey, the rich boy even robbed me of the money for food!" Is there any heavenly reason?! And no one cares?! ”

“……”

He Ying is going to pee, and if you can't ask for money, you can directly change the porcelain?!

The one-armed old man curled up and shouted, and in a short time, many passers-by gathered around.

"Isn't this He Ying, the son-in-law of the Xuanyuan family?"

"Presumptuous! How dare you call it by your name?! Don't want to live anymore?! People are a little heaven! ”

"So what, he was originally a son-in-law, but he still dared to kill people in the street? But how can this He Ying even bully beggars, relying on himself to be a little heavenly dao, it's a bit too much. ”

"Yes, other heroes hoe the strong and help the weak, he is good, bullying a stinky begging for food? That's too shameful, isn't it? ”

There was a lot of talk around.

When the old man heard this, he was immediately surprised: "You are He Ying?" ”

He Yingdao: "Have you heard of me? ”

Didn't you even know you were so famous now? From the top to the ninety-nine, to the first to go, you know yourself?

Seeing the old beggar, he immediately got up, grabbed He Ying's hand and said: "He is a talented person with a dignified appearance, and he also has a heart of mercy, yes, he is qualified to be my apprentice." ”

“???”

The corners of He Ying's mouth twitched.

"Treat me to a meal, and I'll take you, how about it?"

He Ying couldn't laugh or cry a little: "Grandpa, you're not sick, are you?" ”

The old beggar's eyes narrowed: "You think I'm not normal." ”

He asked...... Do you think you're normal?

The old beggar straightened up: "Do you know who I am?" ”

He Ying shook his head.

"Sword God."

He Ying was in awe.

"Back then, I broke the river with a sword, and scared the number one master of the Qi country to the point of urine, and I still don't dare to commit it...... Hey, don't go, I'm not done yet. ”

He Ying quickly disappeared into the crowd......

Neurotic, what kind of sword god do you say? I'm still a sword fairy, so I've listened to too many books.

Walking and walking, I unconsciously walked to the ring in the city.

There was no one in the audience anymore, and the shouting steppe wolf king from before had left.

And at this moment, there is a person standing quietly on the stage.

Dressed in black hair, he is carrying a black-edged steel knife behind his back, with a burly figure and good facial features.

He just stood quietly, his eyes closed.

This aroused He Ying's interest, and he slowly approached with his hands behind his back.

When he walked to the bottom of the stage, He Ying said, "You're here to fight in the ring, right?" ”

The man opened his eyes and looked at He Ying, and then nodded: "I'm looking for He Ying." ”

He Ying was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You want to challenge him?" ”

The man nodded.

"For Xuanyuan Ling'er?"

The man shook his head.

He Ying wondered, "Then what are you for?" ”

"I traveled three thousand miles, just to seek a defeat, now I have broken the small heavenly way, half into the great heavenly road, I heard that Xuanyuan family He Ying's original Dugu swordsmanship is peerless, and the realm of the small heavenly road can't stop the two moves, I think...... Try it. ”

He Ying was slightly surprised: "You are Xiao Jingcheng in the Northwest?" ”

"Your Excellency is ......"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you may not be able to beat that He Ying, Xuanyuan Ling'er lost two moves, how many moves can you hold?"

Xiao Jingcheng was silent.

"Go back, your current cultivation is already very high."

"No, the purpose of my life is to pursue the supreme realm, money is not important, reputation is not important, I only want to lose."

He Ying thought for a moment and said, "What if he doesn't come?" ”

"I'll wait."

"What if he doesn't come again."

"I'll wait until he comes."

"What if he doesn't come in this life."

"I'll wait until I'm dead."

The man's eyes were determined, and there was no impurity in his pure eyes.

The four eyes looked at each other, and they were all speechless.

After a long time, He Ying sighed and turned to leave.

Where is this swordsman who is competing for fame and fortune in people's mouths, just trying to hold the beauty?

This is a proper martial arts idiot!