Ye Xuanhong looked at Zhou Meiqin lovingly and nodded gently. As the future head of the family, it shouldn't be difficult for him to get a book of exercises. Even if this exercise was taken by Yingtian as his own, he would not regret it.

Reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, he used a Xuan-level martial arts that the Ye family couldn't use for the time being, in exchange for his daughter's happiness and his own future, he felt that he would make a steady profit.

The three of them discussed and decided, and when Ye Xuanhong walked upstairs to his daughter's room, Zhou Meiqin and Xie Linfu looked at each other and smiled, and finally achieved success through tacit cooperation.

This day is Father's Day, and after the three brothers and sisters of Yingtian knelt down and kowtowed in front of the clothed mound, they began to practice.

Yesterday, Yingtian went to Liang's house to seek a spear-type exercise book for Han Bing, but he didn't succeed. The warriors of the Liang family generally used sticks and knives, and there was no secret collection of spear martial arts for many years.

Han Bing heard that he couldn't get the exercise book he wanted, and he was in a bad mood for the past two days, and he couldn't get enough energy to practice.

Yingtian saw that the little brother looked lazy, and felt a little distressed and helpless. However, he thought that after going to college in the provincial capital, he should have the opportunity to find a spear exercise book.

At this moment, the phone rang. Yingtian walked to the bluestone slab, picked up his mobile phone, and heard Zhihan's soft voice: "Yingtian, tonight...... Available? My dad ...... I want to see you. ”

In the big pink bedroom on the second floor of the Ye family, Ye Zhihan, who was sitting in front of the window, had a flushed face and was talking on the phone with Yingtian shyly.

Father's decision to see him in person should be a good sign, right? He knows that we are in love with each other, and wants to help us reject the Zhou family in the provincial capital?

Zhihan's pure and kind heart is full of good things, because her father has always loved her, so it is impossible for her to have the idea of beating mandarin ducks. Zhou Mochen's villain is really not credible, he is the clown who slandered his father.

Ye Zhihan bit her lip lightly while thinking about her thoughts, and the smile on her face bloomed happily like a peach blossom in a warm spring.

At this time, Yingtian was a little puzzled. He asked cautiously, "Zhihan, I'm free." Is there anything your father is looking for me? ”

Zhihan's heart was full of joy, and he said happily: "My dad still has an exercise book to give you, asking you to come to Baita Mountain at nine o'clock in the evening." ”

Yingtian thought for a while, his father had told him before that the land of the White Pagoda was a sacred place for martial artists, and it was understandable to transfer the exercise book there.

He didn't think about it anymore, for Zhihan, it was unconditional trust. Then, he asked curiously, "Zhihan, do you know what kind of exercise book it is?" ”

"I'll see...... I'm glad I remembered. Zhihan said as she took out her notebook from the drawer.

At the same time, Yingtian's mobile phone came with the sound of "bang, bang, bang" turning the paper. After a while, he heard Zhihan say: "A marksmanship book called "Tianlong Po", I heard my father say that it seems to be a middle-grade one." ”

Yingtian was overjoyed and so excited that she almost didn't jump. Then, he couldn't help but say "Bah!" on his phone. I kissed it.

Haha, when drowsiness comes, someone sends a pillow. If Zhihan was in front of him at this time, he would hug her warmly.

On the other end of the phone, Zhihan was already intoxicated by the kiss in the sky, and when Xia Fei was on her cheeks, her heart was fascinated.

The sky is gradually darkening, and there are very few tourists visiting Baita Mountain.

At this time, only listen to the "squeak!" under the mountain! After a few brake sounds, a dozen or so warriors hurriedly ran up the mountain.

Another "Whoa!" The sound of opening the car door revealed a warrior with a beard stepping out of the car domineeringly. This powerhouse, who was impressively in the middle realm of the second layer of the Grandmaster, slowly climbed the stairs surrounded by two innate late stage martial artists.

In order to capture Yingtian, the Nangong family took great pains. After a while, under the strong clearance of the warriors, there was no one to find within a kilometer of the White Tower. Even those Nangong family warriors hid their figures, and they all disappeared.

After another half an hour, in the misty night, a slightly thin figure appeared on the mountainside, still fiddling with a flute in his hand. His brisk footsteps were accompanied by humming and groaning, and he was walking briskly in the direction of the White Tower.

At this time, under the towering white tower, a girl with flowing hair and a ruddy face stood slim. Not far behind her, a young couple sat in a Peugeot van, whispering and waiting patiently.

"Zhihan, you've been waiting for a long time." Ye Zhihan turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw that Yingtian was already standing in front of her.

"I didn't ...... I've just arrived a while. In the night, Ye Zhihan was like a little girl, a little shy. Dating men and women in the quiet night, looking at each other with affection, how can she not be shy?

At this time, Yingtian's mind was not on the same channel as Zhihan. He asked apprehensively, "What about your father?" ”

"They're in the car, I'm going to call him over." Zhihan said, and handed the "Tianlong Po" in his hand to Yingtian: "This is what my father gave you, I don't know if you like it or not?" ”

Yingtian stretched out his hand to take "Tianlong Po" and said gratefully: "Zhihan, thank you dad, and thank you." ”

Zhihan whispered embarrassedly: "It's nothing, as long as it's useful to you." You wait, I'll call my dad right away. With that, he happily trotted over to the van.

In fact, Ye Xuanhong saw Tang Yingtian's arrival from a distance before, so he couldn't take out the Xuan-level exercise book at all. But he felt that he owed Tang Yingtian this matter, and felt guilty and wanted to atone for his sins. Therefore, he first handed the exercise book to Zhihan, wanting to borrow his daughter's hand to express his repentance.

Yingtian looked at the "Heavenly Dragon Break" in his hand, as if he saw the smiling face of the ice, so he carefully took it into his arms.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of the car starting, which seemed to be mixed with Zhihan's sad crying. His heart tightened, and he was about to pull out his legs and rush forward.

Hearing that Suosuo heard a sound, Yingtian found himself surrounded by seven or eight warriors in an instant. "Boy, we're meeting again." Not far away, the bearded beard led several warriors over.

Yingtian looked at it and somewhat understood the current situation. He took out the steel flute and sneered: "Hehe, it turned out to be from the Nangong family." I really look up to me, so many doglegs came. Of course, he recognized this bearded man as the Grandmaster who had attacked him in the Black Market Gym.

The beard smiled contemptuously and said, "Stinky boy, if you go back with me obediently today, then I will spare you from death." ”

Everyone around looked at the surrounding person who was just a kid who had just stepped into the late congenital stage, and they were all a little disappointed and confused.

Is it necessary for the head of the house to send so many people for such a guy? And it was led by Nangong Ji himself, it was really a big fuss --- killing chickens with a knife. At this time, one by one, they lost the momentum they had just now, pouting and pointing with disdain on their faces.

Yingtian's face was calm, and he was cautious to deal with the enemy. He quickly looked around, and figured out that except for the grandmaster master of the beard, the others were all innate middle and late stage martial artists, and even the pinnacle.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Although Yingtian has some bottom in his heart, he feels that he has no chance of winning in the face of the beard, and it seems that it is a little difficult to escape. At this point, I can only fight for my life.