"I don't know this..."

One was just about to give up, but the son-in-law who drank the wine directly reprimanded:

"Where did you come from? Who is crazy? ”

“……”

Qin Lang ignored him for the time being, but walked to the side, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the little girl who was still lying on the ground.

Strange to say, this little girl didn't know whether she was a little stunned or too calm, since she tripped and fell to the ground, she had been quietly staring at the few people in front of her, and she didn't speak.

It wasn't until Qin Lang stretched out her hand to help her up that the little girl finally blinked her eyes wide, and when she shifted her gaze to Qin Lang, she was stunned for a moment, and then her thin lips seemed to purse a narrow smile, which flashed.

Then, a petite figure of about twelve or thirteen years old grabbed Qin Lang's palm with one hand, patted the dust on his body with the other, and slowly stood up.

Qin Lang realized that this was actually a pretty little girl.

The dust could not hide her extraordinarily delicate features, her figure was full of feminine and well-proportioned that was rare for her peers, her black hair was like ink, and her dusty little skirt was just knee-length, revealing a slender and smooth calf.

Although her body was a little sloppy because of wrestling, a pair of small beige embroidered shoes under her feet were protected and clean, which was very much against her equally white and delicate wrists.

"Thank you~" She spoke, with a delicate sweetness in her childish voice.

"It's fine." Qin Lang smiled, looked at the sugar gourd that was already covered with dust on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

According to the record of "Heart Demon Record", if the sugar gourd was knocked off, if it happened to the senior sister, the disciples of the three outer buildings in front of him would probably be abolished if they were not dead...

In this case, Qin Lang, as a junior brother, inherits the will of the senior sister, and replaces the senior sister to clean up the person who knocked out the girl's sugar gourd, right?

As for their export insults to the Condensing Incense Pavilion and the Tianhe Sect, they were naturally dealt with together.

So, when Qin Lang turned around and faced the three disciples outside the building again, he had already found the thirteen-section steel whip in his hand.

"You... What are you doing! ”

"Presumptuous! We are disciples of Louwailou! ”

Feeling Qin Lang's hostility, the boy brother also woke up in an instant, and the remaining two exchanged words for a while.

"Senior brother... This kid isn't afraid at all, shouldn't he be twelve...? ”

"It shouldn't be, even if it's the same twelve, no one dares to break ground on our heads..."

"Could it be someone from the Incense Pavilion?"

"Fart! The Condensing Incense Pavilion belongs to the Tianhe Sect, where did the man come from? ”

"Yes, too..."

……

Phew——!

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and he didn't talk nonsense with the people in front of him, and the steel whip in Qin Lang's hand had already gone straight to the boy who had drunk wine.

Brother Gongzi is not really a weak scholar, he was shocked when he saw this, but he didn't panic, and raised the folding fan in his hand to block it.

Bell ——!

The iron-wood hard whip and the wooden folding fan upper board collided together, making a crisp sound, and the boy's arm actually sank slightly, resisting Qin Lang's brutal smash.

Are you good at internal strength?

Qin Lang knew in his heart that if he had done before, he might have worried that he would not be able to deal with the master of internal strength.

But now, Qin Lang, who has cultivated the world's first mental method, is a master of internal force himself.

At the same time, coupled with his already good external skills, Qin Lang's current strength, if he wants to compare himself, it is no problem to beat at least three Seventh Brothers.

And the strength of the person in front of him, Qin Lang estimated that he was just a half-seventh brother.

So, after being blocked by the folding fan, Qin Lang followed up with another confident sweep.

Uproar——!

Gongzi hurriedly opened the folding fan, wrapped the front end of Qin Lang's steel whip with the elastic fan bone, urged the internal force on his body, and dissipated his strength in the direction of Qin Lang's sweep, and then waved the folding fan again, the fan surface was like a knife along the edge, and two sounds of breaking the air were waved in the air.

It seemed to be two random blows, but the first one was a little off, and an obvious knife mark was cut out of the stone steps in front of the martial arts hall in the air, which made the martial arts hall owner shocked for a while.

And the second time, with the same sharp energy, he cut fiercely towards Qin Lang's door.

"Well, the internal force is really good."

“？”

However, a sincere whispered comment fell into Brother Gongzi's ears, and before he could be shocked, Qin Lang directly raised his left arm and grabbed the blade-like fan of the other party with his palm.

"What... What?! ”

Brother Gongzi was shocked, seeing that there was no scar on the surface of Qin Lang's palm, and there was no pain and trembling at all, could it be that this thing was a monster with both internal and external skills?

Whoa——!

Brother Gongzi was about to fold the fan, and once again as a short soldier to fight with Qin Lang, accompanied by several body techniques and a series of clanging collisions, even though he had already urged the internal force of the whole body to resist, Brother Gongzi's hand was soon numb by the powerful steel whip, and finally only heard a "bang", and was hit in the abdomen by Qin Lang's whip without any suspense, and flew out with a hunched body.

"You... How dare you..."

The anger and blood blocked his throat, Brother Gongzi was really speechless, and he wanted to ask the other two for help, but when he turned his head, he saw the two companions stunned in place, his brows were tightly locked, and he looked at the girl who had just gotten off a carriage across the street not far away.

"God... Tianhe Sect?! ”

Brother Gongzi, who fell to the ground, first recognized the logo on the convoy, and then followed when he looked at the girl with a sneer on his face, his heart was cold.

The Sect Master of the Tianhe Sect is haunted...

Now there can still be this kind of person in the sect... Don't...

"Excuse me, which brother was the one who called the demon girl just now?"

"It's... Yes..."

Bang!

Bang!

The girl was very polite, but before the companions of Brother Childe had time to sell their teammates, two unclear palm shadows had already bombarded her chest, and the severe pain was accompanied by the impact of the chaotic breath of hot and cold, so that the two of them lay on the ground more stiffly than Brother Childe on the spot, unable to move except breathing.

In the distance, two officials who had heard the wind happened to come over, and they were about to open their mouths to shout, but when they looked at the sign of the carriage convoy next to them, they immediately changed directions and continued to patrol.

"It's really a slut with a cheap life..."

Nan Lingyue glanced at the three disciples lying on the ground, then nodded at Qin Lang and returned to the carriage.

Qin Lang was also about to continue going back, but as soon as he turned around, his figure was pulled by a gentle force.

Sumire...?

After some reflexively flashed someone's figure in his mind, Qin Lang shook his head and turned his face to see clearly that it was the little girl who stretched out her white and tender little hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Brother~"

"Brother... I? ”

For the sweet name of the little girl, Qin Lang was a little stunned for a while.

"Can I re... Squat down a little? ”

There was a hint of playfulness in the little girl's clear eyes, Qin Lang looked at this exceptionally beautiful beauty embryo, and didn't think much about it, after squatting down, there was a moist soft touch on his face.

"Why are you kissing me?"

Qin Lang rubbed the little girl's head a little funny, and the other party blinked with a red face:

"What's your name?"

"Qin Lang."

"Thank you, Brother Qin Lang~"

"Okay."

Qin Langwan'er didn't think so, but he didn't know that Tuan Tuan Tuan in his arms jumped out of his arms at this time, full of hair, and stared at the little girl in front of him with a hunched body.

"Meow ——!"

"Tuan Tuan, what's wrong? Don't be like this, scare people. ”

……

Qin Lang frowned and persuaded the little female cat, but he didn't know that at this time, far away in a cave on the Tianshan Mountain, a certain woman was standing on the stone lotus platform, on her beautiful face, a pair of cold eyes flashed with a royal blue halo, and a waist-length green silk was windless, and it was as explosive as a certain little female cat.

And here in Jingzhou, the beautiful little girl trotted over, and somehow obediently hugged the fried balls on the ground into her arms.

"Kitten Cat~"

"Meow...!"

"Good, good..."

She seemed to be completely immune to Tuan Tuan's irritability at this time, so she played with the kitten, and then at an angle that Qin Lang couldn't see, a completely unsuitable and slightly bewitching cunning flashed in her eyes:

“… Na, Mu Xuanli... You're watching, right...? ”

"Meow..."

“… I didn't expect that the aura related to you before came from such a handsome little brother ♡..."

“……”

“… Not... Let me guess if you raised him..."

"Meow..."

“… If yes, then thank you so much~... Your Qin Lang... I'll take it down~... ♡ Hee-hee~♡"

"Meow ——!!!"