Northern meditation is strange today.

This is Yu Luoxia's current thoughts.

When he walked into Yu's mansion, he didn't make small talk to the two guards who were already familiar with him, and when he saw her, he didn't take the initiative to talk to her, let alone explain how the scars on his face came from.

Yu Luoxia herself is already a leading existence among cultivators of the same age, because of her family history and hard work, her eyesight is already a little vicious, how can she not see that this wound on Bei Mingxiu's face should have been cut by an extremely sharp sword, and as long as he dodges in time, the entire head may be cut off. And now, Rao is he has used some elixir to treat the wound, and he can still leave such a conspicuous wound, which shows how strong the murderous intent of the person who wielded the sword is.

This made Yu Luoxia extremely nervous in her heart, she knew the fighting style of Bei Ming Xiu very well, and if she could leave such a scar on his face, the opponent would definitely not be an ordinary person.

However, no matter how she asked, Bei Mingxiu kept his mouth shut, and was unwilling to tell her the origin of the scars.

This made Yu Luoxia feel sullen in her heart, gently held Bei Mingxiu's hand, and said solemnly: "I have heard everything about the Sanhe Society. ”

At this moment, she obviously felt that Bei Mingxiu had withdrawn his hand, and said that Bei Mingxiu was uneasy because she knew about what she had been hiding for a long time. This was the first time she felt the panic of Bei Ming Xiu, so she pouted slightly, grabbed his hand tightly with her hand, and was stunned to prevent him from withdrawing her hand, and continued: "The matter of the Three Harmony Society, if you don't tell me, you were injured in broad daylight today, if you refuse to tell the truth, I won't let go of you!"

The expression on Bei Mingxiu's face couldn't help but change, it seemed to be very embarrassed, and there seemed to be something unspeakable, and in the end he could only look at Yu Luoxia with a deep apologetic gaze.

Yu Luoxia was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so restrained today, okay, okay, I won't force you to ask." ”

"Come in, Daddy has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Yu Luoxia seemed to have a smile on her face, and dragged Bei Mingxiu inside, although Bei Mingxiu still tried to pull out his hand, in the end he could only reluctantly accept his fate, and walked with Yu Luoxia to the main house of Yufu.

Yu Luoxia suddenly said "Huh".

Today's Northern Meditation Cultivation is really strange, until now, he has not taken the initiative to say a word to her.

She couldn't help pinching the uninjured half of Bei Mingxiu's face, and then found that Bei Mingxiu's face was flushed, and she was actually a little shy.

It was unimaginable that Bei Mingxiu, who was so thick-skinned, would be shy in front of her, Yu Luoxia couldn't help laughing, and then felt that Bei Mingxiu was deliberately making her happy.

But at least, Bei Mingxiu's hand was no longer resisting, Yu Luoxia looked at him with disgust, and led him towards the main room.

Mrs. Yu cooked by herself, and had already prepared a simple but warm family banquet, waiting for him.

......

On top of the dinner, it was still a piece of fun.

Yu Changping saw that today was completely different from usual, and didn't say a word...... No, it should be more like the Northern Meditation Cultivator who didn't even dare to let out a fart, and he couldn't help but have a slight smile on his face.

Last time, he dared to be close to my daughter in front of me, how can he be so well-behaved now?

Yu Changping thought about it carefully, and finally attributed the reason to what Bei Ming Cultivator had done to be sorry for him, maybe this was how the wound on his face came from.

Yu Changping's eyes fell on Bei Mingxiu, who was taking small sips of rice, coughed lightly, and said, "It's all a family, there's no need to be so restrained." ”

Bei Mingxiu nodded when he heard this, his face still unconsciously showed a trace of shyness, and this expression fell on the eyes of the other three people at the table, which made them secretly laugh in their hearts.

Northern Meditation - Or should it be said that Northern Meditation had to cough dryly twice, pretending that nothing had happened.

He really didn't like this kind of happy occasion, and he still liked to wait alone in the dark.

After all, he is the Northern Meditation, not the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Yu Changping snorted coldly, feeling in his heart that the Northern Immortal Cultivator was dissatisfied with his failure to make Qiu Fengchun hurt his muscles and bones a few days ago, so he was pretending to be stupid, so he simply picked up a pot of wine that Mrs. Yu had prepared for him a long time ago, poured a glass, flicked his fingers, and the wine glass was full of fierce energy, and shot straight towards the door of the North Immortal Shuo.

Mrs. Yu's face turned pale, and she didn't understand why her father-in-law suddenly made a move, but when Yu Luoxia held her hand, her heart had already calmed down.

Dad didn't make much effort at all, he just wanted to remind Zhou Han that it was useless to entertain his relatives in front of him. Yu Luoxia smiled and whispered to Mrs. Yu, "Dad, although I look at Zhou Han...... It's a little unpleasant, but he has always been very good to Zhou Han. ”

Before her words fell, Bei Mingshuo's fingers had already landed on the wine glass, and with a flick of the two fingers, the wine glass shook slightly and then landed firmly on the table, without a trace of wine leaking.

Yu Changping nodded slightly and said, "This is not Liuyun Hand." ”

He had fought several times with Shang Yun back then, and he was very familiar with Liuyun's hand, although the two fingers of Bei Yingshuo were ingenious, but they did not mean that Liuyun was ethereal.

Yu Changping's words were like a blow to the head, and Bei Mingshuo finally calmed down from the excitement, and nodded calmly: "No, these are some small methods learned from a certain casual cultivator. ”

At this time, the Northern Meditation finally has a bit of the flavor of the Northern Meditation.

Finally, I don't install it.

Yu Changping secretly laughed in his heart, stretched out his finger and hooked his finger slightly.

Bei Mingshuo didn't know Yu Changping, but he could probably see what he meant, and he originally planned to do it.

Bei Mingshuo raised his hand, pushed the wine glass out horizontally, and landed firmly in front of Yu Changping, this time the shot did have a taste or two of Liuyun's hand.

Bei Mingshuo said respectfully: "Father-in-law, please." ”

Yu Changping was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

This kid has never been really respectful in front of him, but today's respectful look is quite real.

He took the flask, poured another glass for Bei Mingxiu, and reached out and threw it in front of him.

This hand seems to be casual and rough, but in fact, the control of strength is much more delicate than that of Bei Yingshuo.

Yu Luoxia said with some disgust: "Dad, Zhou Han, can you two be more normal when you two hand over wine?"

In the seat, the two of them are separated by a short distance, and where they can reach out their hands, they have to compete in luck, which can be said to be a child's fighting spirit.

Yu Changping smiled and said, "I didn't let him lose a piece of meat, and before he got married, his elbow turned out?"

"Daddy!"

Yu Luoxia's face flushed, and she quietly glanced at Bei Mingshuo beside her, but she felt a little surprised at this look.

For some reason, she always felt that the Northern Meditation Cultivator in front of her was very far away from her, as if they were in two worlds.

Looking at this familiar face, Yu Luoxia suddenly felt that the Northern Meditation Cultivator in front of her was extremely unfamiliar.

But she didn't look any further.

Because Yu Changping smiled.

Yu Changping drank and laughed loudly.

He saw Bei Ming Xiu raise his wine glass and drink it down.

Coming to Yufu to eat so many times, of course Bei Mingxiu knew that he often drank a few glasses when he ate, and this wine was also quite strong, and Bei Mingxiu, who didn't like to drink, kept shirking and refused to drink together.

But today, he finally drank it.

As far as he is concerned, the performance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator today can be regarded as a softness, and the secret competition between them during this period of time is finally his victory.

Yu Luoxia rarely saw her father laughing so heartily, she couldn't help but show joy on her face, gently pulled her mother's sleeve on the side, and soon made Mrs. Yu smile in a few words.

Yu Changping smiled more and more happily.

Take a sip of wine, and then chat with your daughter and son-in-law, this day is really good.

And he is about to stand at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and he can really gather the power of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, just like the eldest brother, do something for this world, and by the way, carve his name in history.

In such a life, there are no regrets.

Yu Changping's face was already flushed, and it was obvious that he was in a particularly good mood today.

However, in the next second, a barrier on the internal breath came out of nowhere, directly blocking the meridians around his body, giving him the feeling that the entire meridians had become hard stones.

Poison!

This was Yu Changping's first thought.

However, he couldn't use his internal strength to force poison.

That kind of poison has long been integrated with his whole body.

Yu Changping's eyes widened, he looked at Bei Mingshuo on the side, and also saw that smile.

The smile on his lips was flat and cold.