Back in his room, Huang Laoxie sat on the bed and immediately began to exercise pranayama.

After a while, he opened his eyes and exhaled lightly, and his face soothed.

I shook my arms, and my arms were still a little numb at the moment, trembling slightly because of the detachment.

"What a monster!"

In the battle just now, neither side had any killing opportunities, so they were somewhat spared, and it was a tie, and they fell behind slightly.

He only used eighty percent of his strength, but he estimated that the kid would use seventy percent of his strength at most, and he definitely couldn't fake that look.

Huang Yaoshi knew in his heart that if he really fought to the death, he would definitely be the one who died.

He really couldn't understand that with the other party's age, even if it was a penance that didn't eat, drink, sleep or sleep, it was hard to imagine that it could be so strong.

A top grandmaster in his early twenties, who will believe it!

At this moment, he suddenly understood why this kid didn't look down on his daughter.

Rong'er's qualifications are actually very good, but the motivation to practice martial arts in the past few years was insufficient, and he was reluctant to let him suffer, so it is still only the acquired realm, and it is estimated that it will take two or three years to reach the congenital realm.

And with Song Xuan's perverted cultivation progress, in two or three years, he may be able to fight the great grandmaster head-on.

Great Grandmaster, that is already standing at the apex of the world, and at that time, with the power and strength of Song Boy, what kind of woman can't be found in this world?

One day he went to Tangzhou and took the lord of Cihang Jingzhai in the martial arts holy land as a concubine, and he would not be surprised.

It's unlikely, though.

Calculating the age, Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai Zhai, should be in his forties, even if the charm is still there, but after all, he is old.

With Song Boy's pickiness, I'm afraid I can't look down on it.

Thinking of his age, Huang Laoxie laughed again.

Rong'er's cultivation is a little worse, but after all, it is better to be young, and the relationship between young people, sometimes, who can say for sure?

.....

In the evening, Huang Laoxie hosted a banquet to entertain the two Song Xuan brothers and sisters.

At the banquet, his original evil temperament couldn't be seen at all, and he could talk to Song Xuan about the world, the world, the sea and the north.

Huang Laoxi's learning is very miscellaneous, not only a martial arts master, but also a master of both literature and martial arts, astronomy and geography, five elements gossip, economic strategy, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is proficient in everything.

Song Xuan, as a time-traveler in later generations, may not be proficient in these things, but most of them know a little, at least, he can keep up with Huang Laoxi's brain circuit.

Huang Yaoshi, when he doesn't like you, even if he gets along with you for decades, he still doesn't like you.

For example, Guo Jing, even if he has lived on Peach Blossom Island for more than ten years, Huang Laoxie still doesn't like him anywhere, and he doesn't give a good face.

But if he approves of you, it will actually be easy to get along.

After a banquet, the guests and hosts were happy, and Huang Yaoshi even said that if the disciples who were expelled by him were traitors and criminals, Song Xuan would deal with them at will, and he had no opinion.

If Xuanyiwei can't pull out when he is in trouble, he can come to Peach Blossom Island and ask him for help, and some small things are not a problem.

Song Xuan was very satisfied with this.

Sometimes, if you think someone is evil and bad at all, it may be that he doesn't take you seriously at all.

In this case, it's good to have a fight.

In the early morning of the next day, the Song Xuan brothers and sisters said goodbye and left.

Huang Rong looked at the figure that disappeared on the sea on the bamboo raft, a little stunned.

"Dad, didn't you swear not to leave the island, in case Xuanyi Wei really came to call you for help, will you help or not?"

"Help!"

Huang Yaoshi smiled gently: "I am just a daughter like you, for your sake, what if you break your oath?" ”

Huang Rong glanced at him, "What does it have to do with me!" ”

Huang Lao Xie smiled and said nothing.

Parents are children, and the plan is far-reaching.

How can he, as a father, not know his daughter's thoughts, if he, a father, can make Song Xuan's kid owe him a few more favors, Rong'er may not have a chance.

Such a good young man, if he really becomes his son-in-law, it will be a great pleasure in life to talk about the world in this Peach Blossom Island in the future!

......

Sitting on the bamboo raft, Song Qian got a fishing rod out of nowhere and was fishing.

"Brother, that Huang Laoxie is really a dog, when he drank last night, he praised you more than once for your good looks."

Song Xuan nodded, "Well, in this regard, this old man is a bit superficial. ”

"Hah!"

Song Qian suddenly made a sound, and with a flick of the hook, a fish was caught.

She happily pulled out her dagger and began to clean it up, ready to make grilled fish to eat.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for more than a year, Xiao Huang Rong feels more watery, looking at your eyes, I feel like I'm about to drip!"

Song Xuan lay on the bamboo raft, yawning, and looking at the blue sky.

"Do you think she has a small personality?"

Song Qian thought for a moment and shook her head, "This little girl has a stubborn temperament, I believe that she can spend a lifetime with you, but being a concubine is a bit unrealistic." ”

Song Xuan was lazily basking in the sun, and said unconcernedly: "It's just a teenage girl, where do you know what love is, it's just that what you like is my skin."

It's too troublesome to talk about love, let's talk about it later.

Now I, women are like clouds to me, too lazy to guess their thoughts! ”

Song Qian grinned, "Then you lie down first, and I'll call you when the fish is baked." ”

...

People are on the bamboo, the bamboo is in the water, lazily basking in the sun, Song Xuan fell asleep in a daze.

Even, he had a dream.

In the dream, he was lying on the clouds, his fiancée Yue was lying in his arms, the two of them were talking about love, and Song Xuan's big hands kept wandering on her body.

Just when the two of them were getting less and less clothed, and they were about to take the last step, Ying Yue in the dream suddenly turned over and pressed him under him, and a dagger with a cold feeling was attached to his cow.

Invite Yue's face began to become hideous, and even began to drip blood, as if the corpse that had long since died had crawled out of hell.

"Husband, you said you wanted to marry me! Why lie to me! ”

"Why lie to me!"

A terrible roar sounded, and then Song Xuan felt a chill in his crotch.....

"Whew~~"

On the bamboo raft, Song Xuan opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

He hadn't dreamed for a long time, and he didn't expect this good person to have such a terrible dream.

"Brother, have a nightmare?"

At the other end of the bamboo raft, Song Qian set up a barbecue grill at some point, and was fiddling with the grilled fish.

Song Xuan first subconsciously touched his crotch, and then raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat in Song Qian's strange eyes, before he let out a long sigh.

"I dreamed that I became a eunuch and was scared awake!"