The two masters obviously didn't expect the young man below to have such skills, and he was stunned for a moment, the young man had already risen to the high platform, and the cold halberd slashed, and the killing intent was overturned.

The contempt on the face of the second master was not raised, so he hurriedly met the battle with consternation, and as soon as the big knife was waved, he was cut off by the fierce young man with a halberd.

"Ah——!!h

A scream resounded through the martial hall.

Wei Zhuling kicked the two masters away, and the dart masters next to him finally reacted at this time, and rushed up, each showing their weapons, and fighting with the young man.

Wei Zhuling deliberately left the lives of these two masters, and did not care about these dart masters at all, and cut off the enemy's head on the high platform, making a fatal move.

In a few moments, this martial arts hall had fallen into a piece of horizontal and vertical corpses, and blood stained the ground, so it was not tragic.

The rest of the dart masters were less than half of Fang Cai, looking at the murderous young man, they had lost the menacing contempt just now, and cautiously surrounded the young man in the middle, and no one dared to approach.

In the courtyard gates on both sides, there were dart masters hurrying one after another.

Wei Zhuling stared at the movement of the courtyard gate quietly, he was not in a hurry to fight again, and turned his head to look at the second master who had been cut off by him.

The young man held a long halberd that had been stained with blood, and several blood stains were splashed on his cold and handsome face, which were horizontal at the corners of his cheeks and mouth.

"Oh, a rabble."

The second master and the darts listened to the young man's cold and playful mockery, but no one dared to rebuke it on the spot.

At the same time, in the courtyard behind the dart game, a scholar shuttled through the courtyard, as if passing through a no-man's land.

The dart masters have been urgently summoned to the martial arts, and the courtyard behind this is empty, but when this scholar passed through a certain courtyard, he was still hit by a group of dart masters who were about to rush to the front.

"Where did the rabbit come from! Hold it! ”

The costumes of the scholars of the Dayi Dynasty are all cloth crowns and double silks, which look like two rabbit ears at first glance, so the contempt for the scholars is "Rabbit Xianggong".

This dart master was burly, and he was full of momentum from afar, and he thought that he could deter this scholar.

I didn't want the scholar to be as if he hadn't heard of him, so he still walked coldly and walked towards the courtyard where the children were held in front.

Seeing this, the dart master immediately turned black, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his arm with a scar, and raised his fist towards the scholar angrily.

"Little rabbit, I told you to stop and didn't hear it! I want to try Grandpa's fist—"

Before the dart master finished speaking, his fierce fist was flashed by the scholar's young man's tilted head, and the young man's side turned around, and the dart master had broken his neck by the young man's slender hand.

The scholar's neat and fast steps were not slowed down from beginning to end.

However, after the dart master fell, the scholar who had taken two steps turned back again.

The scholar kicked him into the grass next to him, picked some weeds and covered him, at least at first glance, his body could not be seen on the road.

Then the scholar turned around and went straight to the courtyard where the gate of the courtyard was tightly locked by iron chains and wooden latches.

In the courtyard, Xiao Chayin was sitting on the steps, her two little hands holding her fleshy little chin cutely, blinking her bright eyes, and watching Brother Jingqing make a rabbit for her with weeds.

Next to the pink little milk bag, there is also a circle of little tigers, foals, and kittens...... Surrounded by the baby, I don't know and think that a certain baby was not abducted, but to play with my brother.

When the scholar was dressed in a white bamboo ink robe, he fell on the Zhuwa wall like a god, and when he saw this scene, his face was cold and solemn.

Jing Qing raised his head as if he was conscious, and saw a young man dressed as a scholar, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that his brother had stopped, Chayin Xiaonibao looked up stupidly, and when he saw the person standing on the wall, he immediately jumped up happily, and ran under the wall excitedly to look up at the people on the wall, jumping happily,

"Three brothers, three brothers! Are you also here to play games with Yinyin and Brother Jingqing? ”

Wei Jiangshen looked at his pink little milk bag and smiled sweetly and softly, and suddenly his face was full of condensation, his smile was like a warm sun, and he jumped down lightly, and the inkstone on his body was warm like a breeze.

The young man bent down, hugged his little sister into his arms, scratched the tip of her little nose, and those peach blossom eyes were full of warm spoiling,

"Yes, the third brother came to play games with Yinyin and Jingqing, does Yinyin miss the third brother?"

"Thought!"

The little milk bag happily leaned into the arms of his warm third brother, happily kicked the little short legs, the lotus-like white fat little arms milkily hugged the elder brother's neck, a pair of small dimples were sunk into sweet and glutinous, and the black eyes were particularly bright.

"Third brother, how did you find us? Did you find it with the shiny stone powder sprinkled with Yinyin~ Yinyin learned from Brother Jingqing! The sound bar is not great! You see, Brother Jingqing also made a rabbit for Yinyin......"

Chayin's little baby was talking to her brother in a milky voice, and the happiness in the little milk voice was about to fly.

A little boy who had been forgotten by the baby listened to the baby's chattering little milk sound, and curled the corners of his lips funny.

Counting it, the little baby has indeed not seen her third brother for a long time, longer than other brothers, and it is no wonder that she is so pestering.

Jing Qing glanced at the circle of little guys on the steps next to him, and was forgotten by his little baby with him.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly, and looked past the young man who was gently coaxing his little sister to the closed wooden door behind him.

"Third brother, did you bring a sword?"