Zhou Botong's eyes moved with the little guy.

Whichever direction the little guy runs, Zhou Botong's eyes will move in which direction.

"Wait a minute!"

The little guy ran for a while, and suddenly shouted to Huang Yaoshi behind him.

Huang Yaoshi stopped when he heard the sound.

One big and one small were panting, and a trace of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

It's spring, and it's not too hot.

In addition, Peach Blossom Island is on a river, and the temperature is a little lower than outside.

The little guy and Huang Yaoshi were sweating, which showed how tired these two people were.

"Grandpa, let's rest for a while, okay?"

The little guy said to Huang Yaoshi.

Without internal force, just rely on strength to run, the little guy is really a little unbearable.

Huang Yaoshi nodded approvingly.

"Good!"

He was also tired.

After all, age is here.

Ye Ling'er and Huang Yaoshi stood in place to rest.

Zhou Botong suddenly grinned, his figure flashed, and disappeared in front of the dining table.

"Whew-"

The little one felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and felt his hands empty, and looked down again.

The gourd that was originally in his arms is gone.

"Where's Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy crossed his hands on his hips and looked at his grandfather angrily.

"Grandpa didn't rob you of the gourd!"

Huang Yaoshi raised his hands, indicating that he did not take it.

"Where's Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy pouted and looked at Ying Yue and Feng Yu angrily.

Ying Yue said speechlessly:

"What are you watching us do?"

"My mother didn't rob your gourd."

If you rob it, how can the little guy still run for so long with a gourd.

"Where did Ling'er's gourd go?"

The little guy frowned, and a small face was full of the words "I'm not happy".

"Tut-tut! Delicious! Huang Laoxi, your peach blossom brew is good! ”

At that moment, a voice came from the roof.

Everyone looked for the sound and saw Zhou Botong lying on the roof, his right leg pressed against his left leg, his head resting under his left hand, and his right hand holding a gourd.

"Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy saw the gourd in Zhou Botong's hand and shouted loudly.

Zhou Botong glanced at the little guy and said with a smile:

"Sister Ling'er, no wonder you have been fighting with your grandfather for so long!"

"This peach blossom brew is good!"

As he spoke, Zhou Botong picked up the gourd and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

Everyone looked at Zhou Botong dumbfounded.

Except for the little guy, the others looked at Zhou Botong with some "sympathy".

Dare to rob the little guy's things, Zhou Botong will be sad in the next hour.

Thinking of this, everyone in Yingyue turned their attention to the little guy again.

I saw that the little guy's bright eyes were staring at Zhou Botong deadly.

Both hands clenched into fists, and a rough breath came out of his nose.

"The thief grandpa actually snatched Ling'er's gourd!"

"Ahh

The little guy shouted, stepped out, and his body was like a hairy eagle, swooping down on Zhou Botong on the roof.

Zhou Botong was startled by the little guy and wanted to hide, but it was too late.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

"Tianshan folds plum hands!"

"Tianshan Six Yang Palms!"

"Six-vein Divine Sword!"

"Lion's roar!"

"One Yang Finger!"

"Mighty King Kong Palm!"

"Flaming Palm!"

“……”

The little guy used more than a dozen martial arts at once.

The true qi of the Northern Spiritual Skill burst out everywhere.

The wooden house, the peach tree, and the wooden table for eating were shaken by the inner force of the little one.

"Oops!"

Everyone felt the inner strength of the little guy, and a bad premonition rose in their hearts.

Zhou Botong swallowed his saliva and wanted to run, but his legs no longer listened to him.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, the cabin exploded.

In an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere.

The figures of the crowd were wrapped in smoke and dust, making it difficult to see clearly.

After a long time, the smoke and dust cleared, and everyone could barely see clearly.

Ying Yue first saw the wooden table for eating.

The wooden table is no longer a wooden table, but a pile of wooden blocks.

The dinner that was supposed to be eaten on the wooden table is now gone.

"It's over......"

Huang Rong suddenly exclaimed.

The wooden house where Zhou Botong was lying, as well as several wooden houses next to the wooden house, are now a pile of ruins.

The little one has fallen from the sky.

The villain was holding his arms angrily, and his eyes were still staring.

Staring at the wooden house that had been reduced to ruins.

Huang Yaoshi wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

After wiping it clean, seeing the wooden house that had become ruins, Huang Yaoshi's heart suddenly felt a little desolate.

"My house ......"

After speaking, Huang Yaoshi suddenly seemed to realize something, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the wooden house that had become ruins.

"Grandpa, don't worry about the thief grandfather, he brought it all on himself!"

The little guy thought that Huang Yaoshi was worried about Zhou Botong, so he stopped him from exiting.

"What do I do with him!"

"I'm worried about my dozen jars of peach blossom brew!"

Huang Yaoshi said, and began to rummage through the ruins.

The little one blinked.

This......

Well......

If those dozen jars of peach blossoms are ruined, grandpa will ...... Should, maybe, probably, probably...... You won't beat yourself, will you?

When Huang Yaoshi rummaged, a head came out of the ruins.

"The gourd is fine...... Hey...... Hulu is fine......"

Zhou Botong was still holding the gourd tightly, with a silly smile on his face.

Everyone: "......"

When Huang Yaoshi was looking for his dozen jars of peach blossom brew, the women of the Yue Dynasty walked over to the little guy with black faces.

"Ye-Ling-er!"

Ying Yue crossed her hands on her hips, stared at the little guy and roared.

"-what!"

The little guy's momentum is undiminished, and he moves like her mother, with his hands on his hips, glaring at each other.

"What do you say I'm doing?"

Invite Yue didn't have a good airway.

"Look at your masterpiece!"

Ying Yue directly picked up the little guy and let the little guy look at the ruins.

"Huh? Looked, and then what? ”

The little guy was still angry, and her mother was angry, and she didn't notice it.

"And then!?"

"You tell me and then?"

"You've lost all the house, where are we going to stay tonight?"

Ying Yue said, out of breath, and couldn't help but slap the little guy's ass hard.

The little guy who was beaten by the invitation came to his senses.

"Hmm......"

"Mother's house is gone......"

The little guy whispered.

"You know!"

"Uh...... Hey...... Hee-hee......"

The little guy didn't know how to refute, so he had to hide his embarrassment with an awkward smile.

Feng Yu covered his head and sighed:

"Hey......"

Why didn't you think the little guy was so skinny before?

Huang Yaoshi rummaged for a while, and finally found a pile of jar fragments in a pile of ruins.

Looking at the fragments of the jar in front of him, Huang Yaoshi was silent.

The dozen or so jars of peach blossoms I made by myself are gone......

More than a dozen jars of peach blossoms are gone......

The peach blossom brew is gone......

Gone......

Finish......

"Look at you, you ruined your grandfather's peach blossom brew for more than ten years!"

Seeing Huang Yaoshi alone, Ying Yue stood in front of the pile of broken jars with a dull expression, and couldn't help but give the little guy a few slaps.

"Okay, okay, why don't you just use some jars for me to prepare for this year's peach blossom brew!"

"It's gone, it's gone, it's a big deal, I'll buy some more!"

After all, Feng Yu couldn't bear to let the little guy be beaten, so he opened his mouth to persuade him.

"Huh? Grandma, what do you mean...... Are all the jars empty? ”

The little guy raised his head and asked Feng Yu.

Huang Yaoshi also heard Feng Yu's words, raised his head and looked at Feng Yu excitedly.

"That's right! The jars were empty. ”

Feng Yu nodded.

"Your grandfather's jars with peach blossom brew were removed by me when you were chasing them."

The reason why Feng Yu moved away was because the little guy knew the location of the peach blossom brewing jar.

Afraid that the little guy would take advantage of their inattention to steal peach blossom brew, Feng Yu took advantage of the little guy and her grandfather chasing after her, and moved all those jars away.

"The jars?"

Huang Yaoshi asked excitedly.

Feng Yu looked at her little guy with a pair of eyes.

"I'll tell you when the little one is gone."

"Good, good!"

Knowing that his dozen jars of peach blossom brew were fine, Huang Yaoshi breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was not depressed.

"It's delicious...... Delicious ......"

Zhou Botong was still lying in the ruins, pouring peach blossom brew into his mouth one by one.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Zhou Botong and instantly became angry.

"Old urchin!"

"It's all your fault!"

Only then did Huang Yaoshi remember his wooden house that had become a ruin.

If it weren't for Zhou Botong, an old naughty boy who grabbed the little guy's gourd, it wouldn't have become like this.

Zhou Botong also knew that he was in trouble, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Hey...... Huang Laoxi, I didn't mean it! ”

Huang Yaoshi didn't give Zhou Botong a good face, and he didn't have a good air:

"Humph! Anyway, you ruined my house, and you have to compensate! ”

Zhou Botong didn't ink, nodded and said:

"Yes, you can! How do you say I pay! ”

"Let's talk about it first, I don't have any money!"

Seeing this, a trace of "cunning" flashed in Huang Yaoshi's eyes.

"I want to think about it...... I can't think of it for a while! In that case, you owe me a favor! ”

"In the future, if I need your help with something, you can't refuse!"

Zhou Botong didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and nodded without thinking about it.

However, Huang Rong and Feng Yu looked at Huang Yaoshi with strange eyes.

My wife (dad), something is wrong!

"Alright, let's think about where to sleep tonight!"

Huang Rong held her forehead and said speechlessly.

The wooden houses are now ruined, or several.

If you want to sleep, you can't sleep.

"Squeeze into sleep, we're almost going back."

Ying Yue said.

"Go back? Is Peach Blossom Island bad? ”

Feng Yu asked.

"It's not bad, Feng Yu, we've been out to play for so long, we have to go back to Ling'er and her father."

Invite the moon to say.

It's been nearly two months since they've been out.

I don't know what happened to Ye Changan.

Although the little guy usually contacts Ye Changan by letter, Ying Yue still wants to go back to meet Ye Changan.

Not only did Ying Yue think so, but Huang Rong's daughters thought the same way.

"Mother, are we going back to see Daddy?"

The little guy turned to Invite Yue and asked.

"Well, do you want to go back to see your daddy?"

Invite Yue asked softly.

"Yes!"

The little guy answered excitedly.

"I'll tell my dad right now, we're going back!"

Ying Yue hurriedly pressed the little guy and said:

"Don't worry, we'll quietly go back and surprise your daddy."

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he replied loudly:

"Good!"

——

Seven Heroes Town.

Ye Changan wandered the streets.

"Ye Chang'an!"

A voice stopped Ye Changan.

Hearing this, Ye Changan turned around and looked over.

The people who came and went on the street, Ye Changan didn't see who called him just now.

Ye Changan turned his head with doubts, and as soon as he turned his head, a black figure flashed in front of him.

Ye Changan frowned slightly and chased after the black figure.

The figures of the two of them shuttled through the streets.

The speed was extremely fast, even the people on the street couldn't see them clearly.

The black figure in front of him took Ye Changan all the way to a dark alley.

There are dark alleys, and there is water on the ground that has not dried up because the sun does not shine in.

In the corner, there are several filthy and foul-smelling rats.

The dark and dark alleys are incompatible with Ye Changan's white clothes.

"Wang Chongyang, what are you doing when you brought me here?"

Ye Changan stared at the black figure in front of him and asked.

Hearing this, the black figure took off the black hat of his cloak, revealing his true face.

"I'm so hidden, but you can still see it."

Wang Chongyang smiled bitterly.

Ye Changan asked directly:

"Tell me, what are you going to do this time."

Wang Chongyang didn't care about Ye Changan's attitude towards himself, and said:

"You can't deal with the Blue Dragon Society."

Ye Changan frowned, did not speak, and waited for Wang Chongyang's explanation.

"The Blue Dragon Society is not as simple as you think."

"With you, even if it's Zhang Sanfeng, Tianshan Tong, Ximen Blowing Snow and Qiao Feng."

"The Blue Dragon Society is not easy to deal with."

"I don't know what Bai Yujing's strength is, but the twelve hall masters under him are at least at the peak of the Great Grandmaster."

"The peak realm of the twelve great grandmasters, adding up to almost three or four half-step land immortal realms, is the strength."

"You think you can handle it?"

Wang Chongyang said.

He came to warn Ye Changan not to make a move against the Qinglong Society this time.

Why did you persuade Ye Changan not to do it?

Wang Chongyang has his own plans in his heart.

In short, he didn't want to see a fight between Ye Changan and the Blue Dragon Society.

"It's just three or four half-step land immortal realms, isn't it very powerful?"

Ye Changan asked rhetorically.

Wang Chongyang: "......"

"Don't you know how powerful the half-step terrestrial nerve realm is?!"

"If you really want to fight the Blue Dragon Society, you're only going to kill your friends!"

Wang Chongyang said with some excitement.

Ye Changan looked at Wang Chongyang, and then asked:

"Why don't you want me to fight the Blue Dragon Society?"

Wang Chongyang was stunned for a moment, then recovered and said:

"Because we have fought against the Blue Dragon Society before, I know how powerful the Green Dragon will be!"

"I don't want to see you die for nothing! Even your friends! ”

Ye Changan didn't reply, his eyes stared straight at Wang Chongyang.

Ye Changan was thinking in his heart, not thinking about whether to fight with the Blue Dragon Society, but thinking about Wang Chongyang's purpose.

(End of chapter)