Inside the Zhenqi Hall, it was still empty.

Only this time, as soon as Chen Mingyefu entered the hall, he felt an inexplicable spiritual pressure, and the whole person seemed to be drowning in a quagmire, and even the flow of spiritual power in his body fell into a great stagnation.

He tried to mobilize the mysterious sword qi, but unexpectedly, the sword qi in his body was also firmly suppressed with the aura, and he couldn't move.

At the same time, a long sword came out of nowhere and stabbed straight at his head.

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Chen Mingye's eyes looked at the sharp tip of the sword without blinking, and there was not the slightest panic in his eyes.

So in the next moment, his whole consciousness suddenly emptied, and then he fell into a void of etherealism.

The capital of Beizhou, Jinzhou City, the city lord's mansion.

In the middle of the garden, a half-grown child with a wooden sword in his hand was diligently practicing the stabbing motion.

"Brother Night, are you still practicing swords?" a little round-faced girl jumped up and down to the little boy's side.

"Yes, I'm five years old, my father said, I'm going to officially practice martial arts when I'm seven years old, so I'm going to prepare myself now!" the boy looked serious.

"Hehe, Brother Night is so good!" the girl clapped her hands with admiration, then looked at the boy and discussed, "Brother Night, when you finish practicing, we will go and eat the honey fruit Qibao fried made by Aunt Shen at the stall next door." ”

"Okay, Sister Ziyan, you wait for me a while. The little boy patted his chest, "When I'm done practicing another hundred chops, we'll go eat something delicious." ”

"Hmm!" the girl stepped aside and nodded earnestly.

Under the corridor, two men looked at each other and smiled.

"Brother Chen, this kid is really working hard tomorrow night, the rules are one version and the other is not like you at all. A gray-robed man spoke to another.

When Chen Bai heard this, he glared murderously.

The gray-robed man sneered: "I mean that this kid really looks like a sister-in-law." ”

"Alas, tomorrow night is too hard, it's not that the old man tells him all day long what to do with his achievements, and he doesn't want anything else at a young age, so he thinks about dancing with knives and sticks, I still have the idea of letting him go to school, but now it's completely desperate. Chen Bai sighed and said.

"Your old Chen family should be the life of a general, if you really want to be a weak scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken tomorrow night, what will it look like, wouldn't it be a shame for you to be a dignified Duke of Qiguo. The gray-robed man grinned.

Chen Bai scolded with a smile: ", in today's peaceful world, learning martial arts is always a little less interesting, learning literature to govern the country well, then the people can remember." ”

"Brother Chen, this doesn't look like you can say it. The gray-robed man looked incredulous.

"Fuck you," Chen Bai raised his head and kicked the ass of the man next to him, "Yang stunned, don't you think I'm your superior." ”

"It's not office time now," the gray-robed man said with a grin, "Did my sister-in-law say what I said just now?"

Chen Bai looked up at the sky with some sorrow: "You really can't open any pot, I don't know how long it will take for her to come back." ”

"Those guys on the East Island are really annoying, it's really not good, let's lead the army to overwhelm it. A fierce look flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes.

"Yang Jian, you are really bold, you dare to say anything now?" Chen Bai was about to kick his foot, but the gray-robed man had already laughed and rushed away a few feet.

"Brother Chen, these two dolls are watched by the housekeepers, let's drink. ”

"Are you really relieved that your girl is not afraid of being taken advantage of by my bastard?" Chen Bai slowly followed with a stride and said with a smile.

"Qi, a five-year-old boy, his hair hasn't grown up," Yang Jian glanced at Chen Mingye, who was still practicing swords in the garden, and shrugged his shoulders.

"You can rest assured, my old Chen family can't suffer a loss anyway," Chen Bai smiled, "How do you say, are you going to Huahong Mansion or Caozi Street today?"

"Hua Honglou, the little lady who sang a song in front of me is really tasteful. Yang Jian smacked his lips with a look of unfinished business.

"Aren't you really afraid of your eldest lady?" Chen Bai glanced at the man beside him.

"Just kidding, Brother Chen, don't you know my old Yang, can't you hide after listening to a song?" Yang Jian raised his neck.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. Chen Bai said with a smile, "Walking." ”

"Let's go!"

In the garden, the little girl looked at the two figures that had left, her big eyes blinking, and she quickly took them back and concentrated on the little boy on the side.

"Brother Night, Dad and Uncle Chen are gone!"

The little boy nodded and said, "Sister Ziyan, don't worry, there are still forty strokes." ”

"Well," the little girl pouted, "Brother Night, why aren't you lazy, no one is watching anyway." ”

The little boy smiled lightly at the girl: "I practice martial arts, not for perfunctory anyone, for myself." ”

The girl nodded as if she didn't understand, and raised her hand happily: "Brother Ye is right. ”

The little boy calmed down and continued to swing his sword vigorously.

The little girl walked around the little garden boredly. It was the beginning of spring, and the small garden was full of flowers, and the colorful flowers quickly caught the little girl's eye.

Seeing a small blue flower blooming in a small flower bed not far away, the girl stretched out her hand and tried to reach enough, but she never reached the distance.

The girl turned her head to look at the boy behind her, but the little boy was focused on practicing his sword and didn't notice the situation on the girl's side.

The girl gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to step on the flower bed, which was half as tall as hers.

The process was a little tortuous, but fortunately, the girl's skills were quite dexterous, and she easily picked her favorite flowers into her hands.

She held it in her hand like a treasure, ready to take it to the boy to admire, but she didn't watch out for herself to be still on the flower bed, and her feet were crooked

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One step into the air actually fell straight down.

"Ahh

The little boy who heard the sound in the distance immediately turned around, but could only watch helplessly as the girl fell from the flower bed.

"Be careful!" At the critical moment, an old hand stretched out and grabbed the girl's body that was about to fall in time, avoiding an accident.

The girl looked up in horror and met a pair of old eyes.

"Grandpa Chen!" the girl was frightened, looked at the old man in front of her with tears in her eyes, and finally couldn't help it, and cried out with a "wow".

And the little boy had already rushed over for the first time, looking at the scene in front of him at a loss.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" he stared at the scene in front of him with some blankness.

"What's wrong with you?" the more you practice, the more stupid you become!" The old man glared at the boy hatefully, "Let me ask you, what are you practicing martial arts for!"

"The eldest husband is practicing martial arts in order to serve the country and leave a name in history when he grows up!" replied loudly the little boy.

"Stupid, our old Chen family still relies on you to make a name in history?" The old man glanced at him, moved the girl's hand and stuffed it into the boy's hand, "I let you practice swords, in order to protect the people who are important to you, and even the people around you can't protect well, what if you are the best in the world?"

The little boy held the girl's hand and was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "But grandpa, didn't you say that you will make meritorious contributions to serve the country in the future?"

"Your grandfather has done enough for this country, what else do you need to bother with. You remember for me, the purpose of your martial arts training is first to protect, and the second is to make meritorious contributions. The old man glared at him again, "Remember?"

"Remembered. The little boy nodded obediently.

"It's really a tendon, how can there be a little bit of inspiration when Lao Tzu was young. The old man blew his beard angrily, turned and staggered away.

"Sister Ziyan, don't cry, I'll take you to eat honey fruit and Qibao fried, okay?" The boy looked at the girl standing beside him obediently, scratched his head, and spoke.

"Uh-huh!" the girl immediately stopped sobbing and stared at him with big eyes.

The little boy took the girl's hand, hesitated, and inserted the wooden sword back into the scabbard at his waist.

Forget it, the remaining twenty swords should come back and practice again.

Then, the boy led the girl to trot along the corridor, and the happy laughter of the two children spread along the road, as if planting a bright light along the way.

Approaching the door, the boy took the girl's delicate little hand and pushed open the side door.

There was a dazzling white light in front of him, and the boy subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and everything in front of him suddenly turned black.

For a moment, with the fog of the world spinning, he slowly opened his eyes again.