Just as Yi Xifeng and Qi Chengcheng were discussing grilled fish, an unruly voice came from the side.

"Qi Chengcheng, just your three-legged cat's kung fu, don't come to show ugliness, acting in a martial arts competition is not something that can be smashed by money. ”

At this time, a tall and thin young man came from the river, and saw that this person had a fair complexion, sharp eyes, slightly thin lips, and a nose as firm as an eagle.

Qi Chengcheng didn't care about the meanness in Lin Lei's words, he found a stone to sit on, and said with a smile:

"That's my master, I will enjoy life, and my kung fu will be enough to save my life. Who is like you, who burrows into the woods all day long, and fights wild boars and cattle all day long? ”

Hearing Qi Chengcheng's words, Lin Fenghuo couldn't help laughing, and the people around him also forced their laughter, but Lin Lei's face was a little ugly.

Although Qi Chengcheng laughed at everyone, from what he had done when he went down to the river to catch fish now, a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that this person was a broken mouth, and his heart was not bad. There is no humiliation in his words, and what he says is what he thinks in his heart, but it is also unjust.

It's just that Lin Lei wanted to humiliate Qi Chengcheng, but he was ridiculed by the other party.

And the shirtless boy said "you" instead of just targeting Lin Lei, which made it difficult for him to have another seizure.

The gloomy young man glanced at Yi Xifeng on the side, and showed him a malicious smile, but did not say a word to the other party.

The white boy understood the meaning of this smile, and he also knew the strength of his opponent.

Lin Lei is three years older than Yi Xifeng, and Li Chengqian forced him to go wolf hunting in the deciduous forest three years ago.

Although the white boy didn't understand the process, thinking that the young man walked towards the deciduous forest like a mourner that day, the process of wolf hunting would definitely not be as easy as hunting three deciduous wolves when he was eight years old.

But Lin Lei still survived, which is a testament to his talent and chances. It's also three years, and I believe that Lin Lei after three years is as different as the former rebellious teenager.

However, Yi Xifeng is also full of confidence in his hard work in the past three years, although he is not sure of victory, he is no longer afraid of the challenge of any of his peers.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and naturally no one would break this calm for no reason. Lin Fenghuo and Qi Chengcheng already knew each other, so they naturally came over to help clean up the fish they caught, while Lin Lei stood alone by the river with a knife.

It was only then that Yi Xifeng had the leisure to observe the other people. And Lin Fenghuo was lighting a fire while whispering to Yi Xifeng.

"Qi Chengcheng is the youngest son of the third elder and the only son, to be precise, he is the same generation as the head of the Chengqian sect, so he has been playing alone since he was a child, and you haven't seen him much. I met him when I was very young, when he was a crying little kid. Lin Fenghuo said with an old-fashioned face.

Yi Xifeng listened to Lin Fenghuo's words, and secretly thought: When I first came here, didn't you also drip snot all day long, follow me with a stick, and make a noise about playing horseback riding and fighting? Later, I was really tired of listening, so I took a stick and soloed with you, and since then, ...... You've grown up, and you've stopped talking about fighting on horseback, and you've started to practice swords.

Thinking of this, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but squint his eyes and stared at Lin Fenghuo with the eyes of a passerby.

Lin Fenghuo was a little uncomfortable by Yi Xifeng, and continued: "Lin Lei, don't talk about that big nose, you looked like a bird three years ago. But don't underestimate him, I guess he should be in the top three out of the seven of us. He is the grandson of the Great Elder, and because of the relationship between my grandfather and the Great Elder, Lin Lei generally doesn't embarrass me, but to you, hehe, you have to be careful. ”

Yi Xifeng smiled and didn't answer.

Lin Fenghuo continued, "The man who wore a animal skin, his name is Wang Bodang, and he is the same age as Lin Lei. He is a distant nephew of Wang Laolang. The family is all hunters, and I heard my father say that his father is a very powerful hunter in our village, and he has a family heirloom Ten Thousand Beast Fist with the Five Fowl Drama Exercises, which is even more powerful than some Five Elements level exercises. Lin Fenghuo moved his gaze to the young man who was sitting cross-legged on a stone and meditating.

This young man is tall, only eleven years old and already more than 1.7 meters, if it weren't for the fact that his face was still a little childish, no one would object to say that he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

Lin Fenghuo then pointed to another person and said, "His name is Zhao Long, he is the oldest among us, he is twelve years old this year, and he is also the strongest one. Following Lin Fenghuo's fingers, he looked at the young man he hadn't noticed before.

The young man wore a hat, a robe, two straight knives pinned to his waist, and was dressed as a strong man.

He held his hat down so that his face could not be seen, his back against a boulder by the river, and in his hand he held a simple fishing rod, as if made from a branch that had just been broken from the forest.

Yi Xifeng chuckled: "There are more and more people who are really interesting." ”

Finally, Yi Xifeng's gaze moved to the last person sitting not far behind them.

If the most eye-catching and most alive person here is Qi Chengcheng, whether he is diving and fishing, or the remarks of "competing with animals" just now, he must be the focus of everyone's discussion.

But to say that the most low-key and non-existent person is the seventh person, not in her words and deeds, but in her attire.

This person should be a little girl, and the reason why she said yes is because she wears a mask, the gray-black mask blocks her entire face behind, and the dark green leaf-like pattern on the mask makes it difficult to notice that there are a pair of bright eyes under this mask.

She is on the thin side, but her limbs are well proportioned, and her slender waist and legs make it more certain that she should be a little girl.

The only fly in the ointment is that his exposed skin outside his clothes, from his cheeks to his neck, to his wrists, hands, and ankles, is all dark, even darker than Lin Fenghuo.

The swarthy boy noticed that Yi Xifeng had been looking in a certain direction, turned his head to look behind him, and said, "Oh, oh, I almost forgot! Her name is Li Xintian, she is about the same age as us, and she is a very strange person." She is the adopted daughter of the second elder, that is, the younger sister of the head of the Chengqian sect, but I think it may be the illegitimate daughter of the head of the Chengqian sect. Cheng Qian's head and Cheng Tao's captain love her the most, she hasn't followed everyone to learn art since she was a child, and she is taught by Cheng Qian's head and Cheng Tao's captain himself. ”

Yi Xifeng was suddenly shocked, couldn't help but turn around, and looked at the girl again.

Three years of penance made him deeply understand how unbearable the "love" of Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao was.

And this girl has lived under this kind of care for eight years.

And it was this hurried glance that made Yi Xifeng notice something unusual.

At this time, it was spring, the river was windy, and the moment the white young man looked back at Li Xintian, the girl happened to raise a hand to smooth out the messy hair.

Li Xintian's palms are slender, his fingers are slender and even, but the palms he lifts are as dark as the skin on his body, and even his nails are the same black.

Catching this unusual teenager, he also sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where the suspicion was.

Just when Yi Xifeng was thinking hard, a long howl came from the opposite bank, and I saw a figure coming from the river, and in an instant, I came to the shore.

Yi Xifeng had already heard who it was from the long howl, it was Li Chengqian, the head of the art who taught him the practice of drinking and resisting strength.