"Haha? Call the little guy to beat me? You shout to give it a try? Don't you want to know, why do you want to raise so many little guys in an ordinary Li Mansion?" asked the red-haired old man with a mouthful of wine.

"What?" Obviously, Wang Xiaomeng was still a little confused.

"That's all because······ This Li Yanhua, that is, your lady, is not idle, she met a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes earlier, I heard that she is known as the first swordsman, and the two of them love each other, but Master Li does not allow this family business, which is cheap for you. When the red-haired old man said this, he poured the good wine on the table into his own wine gourd.

What about Wang Xiaomeng? Wang Xiaomeng was dumbfounded.

Wang Xiaomeng is not blind, and he doesn't know the sky.

He is now panicking like an ant on a hot pot, because Li Yanhua's good looks are likely to be the first swordsman in the Northern Song Dynasty?

In other words, will the so-called kickboxing, wrestling, and other skills that Wang Xiaomeng practiced in the 21st century still work in this world? This question is estimated to be a big question mark, because the so-called fighting skills that Wang Xiaomeng himself learned in the gym in the 21st century at that time were too bells and whistles.

Moreover, it is worth mentioning that in fact, when he traveled to the 21st century of the Northern Song Dynasty, the living conditions of Wang Xiaomeng's family should be relatively average, so Wang Xiaomeng must be reluctant to spend so much money to exercise in the gym, and even ask a personal trainer to practice these so-called free fighting and other training projects。

But now, what does this mean? Suddenly let Wang Xiaomeng fight against a martial arts master in the Northern Song Dynasty? If it is said that those so-called martial arts masters depicted in martial arts novels Li are all true, then this matter, for Wang Xiaomeng, is it a little too big a blow?

After all, no matter what, it is impossible for Wang Xiaomeng to say that at this time, to find a beggar, to say that he had an adventure and learned the eighteen palms of the dragon, it is almost impossible, besides, even in this world, there is really the so-called eighteen palms of the dragon, then, it is estimated that on Wang Xiaomeng's side, he will also become this 'eighteen palms of insects', for this matter, it should be said that Wang Xiaomeng is surprisingly self-aware.

There is no way, things have developed to such a point, if Wang Xiaomeng still can't see himself clearly, then, for Wang Xiaomeng, it is tantamount to boiling a frog in warm water, his fate in the Northern Song Dynasty, it is estimated that it will not be said where he is comfortable, because, it is estimated that it will not be long before this scheming Master Li will take action against Wang Xiaomeng.

This time all kinds of troubles, superimposed repeatedly, really made Wang Xiaomeng about to explode, he felt dizzy, almost unable to stand, because of the good mood of marrying the so-called 'Bai Fumei' Li Yanhua, he was suddenly shocked by the ruthless reality, and he was completely lost and depressed.

"Eat like this early, I regret not being at the beginning! Oops!!" Wang Xiaomeng clapped his hands suddenly, his palms were red, obviously, for this Wang Xiaomeng, he is really embattled now, ambushed on all sides.

Of course, it may be an exaggeration to say that it is 'embattled', because it is impossible to say that someone is singing a 21st century pop song in this mansion, for example, who is playing a song with the pipa to break the east wind~

"Does anyone really play the pipa?" When Wang Xiaomeng was officially worried, he suddenly heard a burst of orchestral sound in the front hall, and the sound of talking and laughing gradually rose, it seems that the matter about Li Yanhua's cousin's wedding has been settled.

In this case, it is estimated that the bride Li Yanhua will come back soon.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaomeng couldn't help but glance at the red-haired old Taoist meaningfully, "Master Dao, you can do well, don't let Li Yanhua find out that you have been here, lest I be gossiped about, you go, if there is something, come to me tomorrow." ”。

"You kid is really stubborn? Those little Jiujiu in my heart, I don't know? Don't you just want to say that you want to cook a raw rice with this Li Yanhua, in this way, maybe this Master Li can't do anything about you, and this Li Yanhua will also die to her first swordsman, I tell you clearly, you think too much, and this kind of thinking is very dangerous. The red-haired old man suddenly began to speak seriously, and even the long beard on his face began to shake.

However, in terms of Wang Xiaomeng's physical feeling now, it can really be said that there is no movement in the room, especially the candle flame on the table, which is like a portrait, without the slightest shaking.

It can be seen that this seems to be some kind of inner strength of the red-haired old man, which is at work, causing his beard to shake.

Perhaps, this is an inexplicable aura, Wang Xiaomeng was really a little frightened by this red-haired old man, sat on the chair in a daze, and looked at the red-haired old man, "I don't know the Dao master······ But as for the way to solve it, I would like to listen carefully. ”。

"Is there any wine in this house? My wine gourd will be full before I can tell you how to crack it. "The red-haired old man has the meaning of taking the opportunity to blackmail more good wine.

"It's not that hard, I'll just go to the front hall and get some wine. Wang Xiaomeng smiled lightly.

Anyway, it's not that he Wang Xiaomeng wants to pay, what kind of good wine is not available in this Li Mansion.

"That's good, you go, but······ You can look carefully, those stinky people have drunk, you don't want to bring it to me, I can't afford it. "The red-haired old man is quite exquisite, don't look at the clothes he wears are sloppy, but the requirements for wine are not ambiguous at all.

"Well, of course, I'll choose a drink that I haven't drunk yet. With that, Wang Xiaomeng got up, opened the door, and went to the front hall.