Han Tianba smiled:

"Where is it, it's just a few more pairs of dishes and chopsticks, compared with the grace of saving lives, it's not even a drop in the bucket, just live with the boy."

After greeting for a while, after making an appointment to have a good drink tonight, he left with Zhao Yun.

Yang Jiao looked at the backs of the two leaving, and the origin of Han Batian came to his heart, it was Yan'er, the maid of the Long Ze couple, and now the husband of the pseudonym Long Po.

On the first day of their wedding, something happened to the Long family, and Mrs. Long took the entrustment of Long Ze and his wife to send Tong Bo to Shuiyue Cave and became incognito.

And Han Tianba has no regrets, and has been waiting in the abandoned old mansion of the Long family for many years.

On the other side, Han Batian took Zhao Yun to the lobby and said leisurely:

"Xiaoyun, you really have grown into a big girl."

Zhao Yun opened his mouth for some reason:

"Dad, what do you mean by that?"

Han Batian's eyes were full of narrowness:

"It's not uncommon for me to say you, did you bring Tong Jiao home because of your life-saving grace and blood wishes?"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he lowered his eyebrows and didn't dare to look directly into his father's eyes, and hesitated for a while before saying:

"I just saw that he was too good-looking, and I heard that this was the first time he left home, thinking of the unpredictable human nature on the rivers and lakes, he brought such a clansman with him, so he relented for a while and brought it back."

Han Batian waved his hand:

"Okay, if I were my daughter's family, if I saw such a magnificent man, and whether he had a life-saving grace or not, whether he had unfathomable martial arts and regenerative medical skills, he would try his best to bring him home."

When Zhao Yun heard this, his pretty face showed a look of shame:

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Tianba said earnestly:

"Dad, this is reminding you, beauty hurts your body and hurts your spirit, if you really can't grasp it, remember not to force it, it's better to follow your previous requirements to find a husband."

Zhao Yun glared:

"Daddy!"

Han Tianba directly submits soft:

"It's good that you know it yourself, Dad went to see the shop first, and I won't tell you."

Zhao Yun suddenly stopped him:

"Tong Jiao told me before that when Doudou infiltrated the Imperial Sword Villa, he met another of his clansmen who wanted to steal blood Ruyi, and the situation was urgent, and he was taken out of the Imperial Sword Villa safely by his clansmen, and after a few days, he would return safely."

Han Batian bowed his head, said that he knew, and then walked away.

At tea time, when Zhao Yun couldn't bear to go to Yang Jiao, he was found by Yang Jiao.

"Miss Zhao, I saw that you were really not very good at it last night, so it is better for me to pass on a set of light skills to you, and if there is any danger at that time, you can get rid of it in time."

Zhao Yun's eyes wandered, and he asked suspiciously:

"For no reason, why does Tong Gongzi want to pass on my light skills, is it possible that he wants to leave?"

Yang Jiao opened his mouth unhurriedly:

"When I first arrived in your place, I was not familiar with life, so I wanted to trouble Miss Zhao to help me find someone."

Zhao Yun was inexplicably relieved in his heart, and smiled:

"It's just looking for someone, why should the boy be so polite."

Yang Jiao's tone was unquestionable:

"One yard to one yard, I took Miss Zhao's blood Ruyi, I can't say it, how can I ask for it again without thinking about returning."

"Miss Zhao's skills are not deep, and the light skills that require strong internal force are not very suitable, I just have a set of light skills that do not require much deep internal force, and its name is "Lingbo Weibu".

"Based on the 8864 hexagrams of the I Ching, you only need to step on the hexagram in a specific order to be able to perform, and practice internal strength with kinetic exercises, and walk through the 64 hexagrams for a week, and the internal force will naturally turn for a week, so every time you go through, the internal force will have a point of benefit."

Zhao Yun had never heard of this kind of light skill that could increase internal force by performing light skills, so he hurriedly refused:

"This is a rare peerless light skill in the world, I'm afraid it's a secret martial arts in the child's family, I."

Yang Jiao chuckled:

"Miss Zhao believes it or not, as soon as I think of this kind of light work, I can create seven or eight sets."

In an instant, Zhao Yun didn't know whether he was shocked by the smile that suddenly appeared on Yang Jiao's face, or by the words he said.

Yang Jiao continued blandly:

"Miss Zhao, do you believe this? Last night, I saw that you are accustomed to using strange weapons such as rope wire, and it just so happens that I have another light skill that uses this volley. ”

"When casting, you can reach one or twenty zhang with a hand, and the silver needle at the top of the rope wire, no matter what is nailed, people will immediately follow, in the blink of an eye, dozens of zhang away, coming and going, fast as a ghost."

When he said this, he stretched out his hand:

"Miss Zhao, can you take a look at your weapon?"

After Zhao Yun came back to his senses, he involuntarily took out a circle of rope silk in his sleeve and put it on Yang Jiao's palm.

"It's tenacity, but it's still not enough." As Yang Jiao spoke, the white rope silk emitted a faint light, and in a few breaths, the light dissipated, and the color of the rope silk turned into a transparent color that almost disappeared.

He handed it to Zhao Yun:

"Okay, as long as it's not the kind of peerless divine soldier on the rivers and lakes, you can hurt with a sword, now I'll teach you "Ling Bo Weibu" first."

Zhao Yun looked at Yang Jiao in a daze, and couldn't help asking:

"Why are you so nice to me? You don't understand what you are talking about, whether it was created by you or not, it is a peerless martial art that can not be found in the rivers and lakes, and it is also a mastery of magic skills that I don't know how many martial arts people risk their lives. ”

Yang Jiao smiled:

"Didn't I already say it, I want to ask Miss Zhao to help me find someone, but I don't have any extra money, so I have to use martial arts as a reward."

"If you have to have a reason, it is that I think it would be a pity if someone like you does not have the martial arts to match it."

Seeing that Zhao Yun was still staring at him tightly, he said a little helplessly:

"Actually, there is no reason, all kinds of things in the world are too big for me to be happy with, seeing that you have eyes, and I just happen to have something to ask you, so I will pass on your martial arts."

Zhao Yun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he quipped:

"What kind of person is that, who is worthy of such a bloody investment by Tong Gongzi, isn't he Tong Gongzi's sweetheart?"

Yang Jiao raised his eyelids:

"Miss Zhao laughed, his name is Door Daqi, he opened a sword-casting workshop, his ancestors have been famous sword-casting masters for generations, but he is the most unsuccessful, resulting in a family downfall, he should still have a daughter."

"Knowing this, I don't know if Miss Zhao can find him as soon as possible."

Zhao Yun got the answer he wanted, his eyes were slightly bent, and he looked confident:

"The information is so detailed, I'll find someone to find out, and I'll probably find it tomorrow."

Yang Jiao's head:

"Take this rope quickly, I'll hand over the light skills to you first, as far as your martial arts cultivation is concerned, I don't know where you got the courage to sneak into the Imperial Sword Villa, then if Yin Zhong initiates the power without scruples, I will retreat."

Zhao Yun asked curiously:

"Could it be that his martial arts are higher than yours? Before, I only heard that Yin Zhong had the name of a race immortal, and said that he never got hurt, got sick, and didn't even have to sleep. ”

Yang Jiao replied:

"These rumors are true, and he is still seriously injured, and he can't even play a tenth of his real strength, do you say I'm his opponent?"

When Zhao Yun heard this, his pupils shook, and his face was full of fear.

(End of chapter)