Yun Lin also sighed helplessly, chewed the soybeans, shook his head and said, "Don't talk about it, besides, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I come here, you don't have to hold back."

Seeing through Yunlin, the old Taoist Jia Shen broke his defense in an instant, and leaned back directly with a smile, not caring about the image of the Daomen.

Yun Lin just bit the soybeans by himself, and glanced at the old Taoist priest: "It's almost there, you're so old, don't send yourself away, that's a very funny thing."

The old Taoist priest Jia Shen finally stopped laughing, waved his hand and said: "You kid, the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, say, what are you doing here, is it possible that I want to teach some secret methods of uniforms, such as my ecstasy smoke, colorless and tasteless, as long as you inhale it, that Yue Qingyao is a small sword master, and she can't resist, when the time comes, you can do whatever you want, and that day it will be dispersed, it will be even more domineering......"

Yun Lin listened to it for a while, and couldn't understand, what did this old Taoist priest think about all day long, just studying these messes?

hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, okay, you can keep those things for your own use, I didn't come here for this."

The old Taoist priest Jia Shen said that he was still unfinished, and he still didn't give up: "Really don't want to?" That Yue Qingyao is your wife, and she has to do it sooner or later, you don't have to, so a righteous gentleman, where is the energy to go to the Qinglou? Running out of use? ”

Yun Lin shook his head and said, "I really don't need to, it's all messy."

The old Taoist priest Jia Shen was a little curious: "Then what are you doing here, don't you just make me happy?"

You know, in the past, Yun Lin came here, eating soybeans, and the two would talk about some fragrant and glamorous history, and sometimes, Jia Shen would make some "messy" things, so that Yun Lin could go to actual combat, and after a while, the two would talk about more topics.

Looking at that strange memory, Yun Lin was indeed a little speechless, this old Taoist priest really has a set, and that Yun Lin really dares to come to anything, what Yun Lin admires the most is the cheekiness of the two.

Shaking his head slightly, dispelling the strange memory in his mind, and swallowing the chewed soybeans, Yun Lin said: "I'm ready to practice, but I want to try sword cultivation first, I just came from Li Ting's side, and the conversation wasn't very good."

Jia Shen bit the soybeans and asked vaguely: "As for Li Ting's coward, you don't know, don't worry, as long as you can endure the hardships, it's not a problem on my side, even if it doesn't succeed, it won't make you an idiot, I'm still sure of this."

After chatting with Jia Shen for a while, Yun Lin got up and said goodbye and left, as expected.

As soon as he walked out of the spirit hall, four people came to him, and the one who walked in front was a fair-skinned boy, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a light cloud, and a folding fan in his hand, and the other three people surrounded the fair-skinned boy in the middle, with a flattering smile on his face.

In that strange memory, Yun Lin knew that this fair-skinned boy, named Yun Zuodong, was the son of his uncle, and Yun Lin was a gentleman, and he was very incompatible, and he might marry Yue Qingyao, the first beauty in Fengyang City, and the most comfortable thing in his heart was Yun Zuodong.

Because before, Yun Zuodong found Yun Lin in private, Hao did not hide his threat, and asked Yun Lin not to be a toad and want to eat swan meat, it is best to look in the mirror, if Yun Lin still doesn't know what to do, Yun Zuodong doesn't mind that he can help break Yun Lin's hands and feet one night.

The night before the wedding, Yun Zuodong beat Yun Lin, which made Yun Lin dare not marry Yue Qingyao at all, so he ran to the Qinglou to vent the anger in his heart, but he also fainted on the woman's belly.

Yun Lin had already stopped, sideways out of the way, and just calmly looked at the four people who were walking towards him.

Yun Zuodong obviously came to Yunlin, looking at Yunlin with a smile, his face was a little bruised, and he didn't know if he fell or was beaten.

Looking at Yun Lin's calm face, Yun Zuodong couldn't wait to slap him over.

After going back last night, Yun Zuodong couldn't sleep at all, and early this morning, he went to the courtyard of Yunlin's new house, just brain, sick and wanted to ask Yue Qingyao if he slept with that waste Yunlin last night.

With Yue Qingyao's fiery and cold temper, the result can be imagined, and without defense, he took a big slap from Yue Qingyao, fell out of the yard, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Didn't Yun Zuodong come to find Yunlin and come over to take revenge?

Yun Lin saw that Yun Zuodong and the four of them were blocking the road, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Is there something wrong?" If it's okay, please let me go. ”

Before Yun Zuodong could speak, a dog-legged man behind him called out: "Brother Zuodong, what nonsense, if you want me to say, just scrap his eight legs!"

Yun Zuodong raised his hand, signaled to the other subordinates, don't speak yet, looked at Yun Lin and said: "I told you a long time ago, if you don't know what to do, the toad wants to eat swan meat and marry Yue Qingyao, I don't mind being able to help break your hands and feet, Yun Lin, I haven't given you a chance, but why don't you cherish it?"

Yun Lin smiled, this is nothing to do, if you want to change to the previous Yun Lin, I am afraid that I have already knelt down and begged for mercy, but I am no longer the person who was bullied.

"Yun Zuodong, you have also heard, I was in the Qinglou yesterday, and I didn't marry Yue Qingyao at all, it was Yue Qingyao who had to marry me, I am a waste, what can I do?"

Yun Zuodong looked at Yun Lin with a smiling face, and in addition to being a little surprised, he dared to talk back to himself.

Yun Zuodong's face was gloomy and said, "Is there any way?" Even if you say that Yue Qingyao has to marry you, you still sleep with her, what do you mean? ”

Yun Lin looked at Yun Zuodong with a cold face like an idiot and said, "What do you mean, since Yue Qingyao has to marry me, she is to be my wife, I don't sleep with her, is it possible that you want to sleep with her?"

Yun Zuodong was said for a while, and he really couldn't say anything to refute it, and after coming back to his senses, he sneered: "What I can't even get, you are such a waste, what qualifications do you have to get, let's be honest with you, I came to you today, nothing else, three days later, I will challenge you in the open, you have to accept it, you have to accept it, you have to accept it, go back and prepare well, don't be at that time, in your wife's place, you can't raise your head even more."

Originally, I thought that Yun Lin would refuse or beg for mercy, so that I could beat Yun Lin into a big pig's head again, and let that Yue Qingyao see that although she couldn't beat her, it was okay to deal with Yun Lin.

But he didn't expect Yunlin's waste, so he nodded directly and agreed, Yun Zuodong was speechless and couldn't move.

Looking at Yun Lin with a calm and light face, Yun Zuodong was almost angry, so he could only get out of the way, and said coldly: "Hurry up and get out, don't let me see you again."

Yun Lin swaggered over, leaving behind a dashing and departing back.

The three dogs also watched, Yun Lin swaggered past him, and he didn't dare to disobey Yun Zuodong's order, but he was also aggrieved in his heart, and his itchy hands had no place to vent.

Yun Zuodong raised his hand to stop the three dog-legged people from talking, suppressed his anger and said, "Just let him live for three more days, go, and go out for a walk in the city."

After walking a distance and not seeing Yun Zuodong and them, Yun Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm really afraid that Yun Zuodong and they won't say a word, and they will come with their heads and faces, their own generation of sword gods is already a matter of their previous life, and now they are indeed a waste, and they can't beat it!

Three days, not long or short, even if the old Taoist Jia Shen opens the entrance with aura and becomes a spiritual cultivator, he will not be Yun Zuodong's opponent, he has to think of a way.

Sword cultivation, the previous Yun Lin was afraid of death if he was unsuccessful, but now Yun Lin is unfamiliar with Yun Qi, not to mention Yun Nantian, the head of the family, I wish I was dead.

And the most important thing is that in three days, even if you can withstand the sword qi and become a sword cultivator, it is the same as the problem of spiritual cultivation, there is not enough time, and when the time comes, you will still only be beaten.

Yunlin couldn't think of what to do for a while, sighed, forget it, the water will cover the earth, and the soldiers will block it.

After taking the wine from the "old place", Yun Lin walked towards the martial arts room.

The sloppy man Wu Shan was sitting on the small bench at the door of the martial arts room, just practicing a set of boxing techniques, the tiger was vigorous, there was a tendency to open the mountain and crack the stones, but the surroundings were silent, there was not even a bird, Wu Shan sighed, put away the boxing frame.

After sitting on the small bench, I habitually touched the wine jug next to me, and looked up to take a sip, but I drank lonely, and there was no drop of wine.

Wu Shan was even more sad, touching his pockets, not even a single hair, he could only sigh and sigh, pick up a tree, write and draw on the ground, pass the time, and forget the sadness.

"Old Wu!"

Just when Wu Shan sighed again, ready to drop the branches and go to the street to see if he could cheat and drink, a familiar voice sounded.

When he looked up and saw the person coming, Wu Shan swallowed his saliva vigorously, and his dim and godless eyes bloomed with bright light, and he threw the tree girl aside, rubbed his hands vigorously, and stood up with a flattering smile on his face.

"Savior, savior! You're such a savior! Lao Wu, I am depressed, and I have no daughter-in-law and no wine, you stinky boy is here, I thought you married a daughter-in-law and forgot your mother, it's okay, it's okay, you haven't forgotten! ”

Yun Lin was also full of smiles, and threw the wine jar in his hand to Wu Shan, who couldn't leave the wine jar with his eyes, and gave him a blank look: "Come on, don't you just think about my wine and snacks, and save the star?" Ask with a good conscience? ”

Wu Shan carefully took the wine jar, but he didn't open it in a hurry, and grinned loudly: "I just like you to be so straightforward, how about it?" What does it feel like to marry a daughter-in-law? Isn't it a fuss for a night? Eighteen kinds of martial arts? ”