Chapter 20 The Little Group Pets of the Old Masters (Thanks to Xu Ziwan)

The old men instantly scolded the country!

Distance.

The famous sword roared in the sky.

The blade of cold light under the sheath is slashed through the air, like a dragon in the wild, domineering!

The shadow of the sword gallops, and the sword roars.

One move and one style seemed to tear apart the air around him.

Depend on!

You cheat!

You're cheating!

The old men were stunned.

Under the early autumn morning light.

The young man's sword dance is getting faster and faster.

A plain shirt and silk clothes moved in the wind.

At last.

Pick up a beautiful sword flower in the air and put the sword back into its sheath.

Quiet!

Extremely quiet!

The surrounding voices suddenly fell silent.

It seems to sense that someone is watching.

Qiao Yu politely hugged his fist.

"It's ugly in front of my seniors."

She gasped slightly.

Dense sweat oozed from between the forehead hair, along the sideburns, into the white neck.

Everyone: "......"

Surprise, shock, disbelief, all kinds of expressions appeared on the uncle's face.

This slap in the face came too quickly, and it caught people off guard!

"You have to practice this kung fu for many years, right?"

"I just saw that this kid's bones are strange, and he is a martial arts material."

"Fart, that's not what you just said."

The old men don't want to punch anymore.

They want to practice swords!

Xun Jianping is a thick-skinned man.

He leaned in.

Touched Qiao Yu's sword.

"Yo, that's a lot of money."

Qiao Yu smiled obediently and didn't speak.

This is a gift from the Master, no money.

"Grandpa also has a good sword at home." He is like a bad old man who abducts children: "How about you teach grandpa a few tricks?" ”

it!

The old guys are glaring!

They want to learn too!

"The juniors are clumsy in swordsmanship, so they can't be taught, but if the juniors want to learn swords, the juniors can try."

Qiao Yu is the most polite.

Plus long and good.

It's exactly the favorite good grandchild of the older generation.

But Xun Jianping was distressed.

Hearing her agree, the old guy over there couldn't sit still at all.

"Eldest grandson, you also teach grandpa, grandpa also wants to learn."

"Old man Wang, shut up, your old arms and legs, forget it."

"Can you please not scare the kids."

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up!

Join the organization so soon!

Coming out of the house, she finally made new friends!

She nodded vigorously.

"In the future, I will ask the seniors to take care of it more."

Today.

The Scholarly Garden Senior Club ushered in the youngest member ever!

The grandfathers are very warm and strong!

Speaking of which.

Qiao Yu's old man's popularity is really good.

This side just joined the organization.

The old headmaster came over again.

"In the future, I will come to my office for self-study classes, and we will slowly make up for the comprehensive, and we will not be in a hurry about our academic performance."

He really wanted to teach Qiao Yu.

It's hard for him to be an academician engaged in scientific research, and now he comes to make up lessons for his children.

For a child who has never studied physical chemistry in junior high school.

The old headmaster was afraid that she would not understand.

It's just that.

What surprised him.

Qiao Yu, this kid, not only remembers, but also can draw inferences!