In the backyard, as soon as Lin Chong saw Hua Rong, who was badly injured and languishing, he immediately danced a cooked copper stick, looking like he wanted to fight Meng Ran.

Meng Ran smiled and took a few steps back, glancing at the swordsman surnamed Lin who was sitting on the ground.

The swordsman originally didn't plan to deal with Meng Ran, a young boy, but somehow, he still stood up slowly, although he stood empty-handed, but he went straight to the uninvited guest with a murderous aura.

Lin Chong shouted angrily at Meng Ran: "That boy, wait for Lao Tzu to get rid of this big guy, and then I will smash you." ”

Meng Ran just smiled lightly, not caring about Lin Chong's addiction.

Hua Rong, who was originally in the pavilion with his eyes closed and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a solemn tone: "Sixth brother, you shouldn't come." ”

Lin Chong was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What's the matter?"

Hua Rong shook his head lightly and said with a wry smile: "Sixth brother, it's not what you think. ”

Lin Chong roared angrily: "Since it's not what I thought, then let's fight our way out and get out of here." ”

Hua Rong's voice was very bitter, and he said in a deep voice: "Sixth brother, how many can you fight in this courtyard? It's better to retreat quickly, and you can still stay alive." ”

Lin Chong slammed the cooked copper stick in his hand to the ground and said loudly: "If I can't take you away, I'd rather die here." ”

Hua Rong sighed and said, "Sixth brother, there's no need for this, you can go quickly." ”

Lin Chong didn't speak anymore, just brandished a cooked copper stick and rushed straight towards the swordsman with his bare hands.

Meng Ran threw out the long knife in his hand, and the swordsman caught it.

The shadow of the stick is heavy, and the knife is confused.

After more than a dozen moves, Lin Chong had several more knife wounds on his chest, and the blood was dripping and swaying.

The knifeman's left arm was also hit with a stick, and it hung weakly on the shoulder.

Meng Ran shouted to stop the two who were fighting together, first smiled at the swordsman, and then said to Lin Chong: "Lin Daxia, I have a gambling contract with Hua Rong, do you want to listen to it?"

Lin Chong stood on crutches and asked with a disdainful expression: "That boy, let go of a fart quickly." ”

The corners of Meng Ran's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "I'm on a par with Hua Rong." If I win, both of you will stay and do what I command, and if I lose, I will let you both go. ”

Lin Chong wiped the sweat from his forehead and hissed, "I'll compare with you." ”

Meng Ran smiled and replied in a flat tone: "Either Hua Rong and I compare, or you two continue." ”

When Lin Chong was about to continue to fight with the swordsman, he was stopped by Hua Rong.

"Sixth brother, if you can trust me, let me come. ”

The corners of Lin Chong's mouth twitched, and he finally said slowly: "Then I'll leave it to you." ”

Hua Rong got up slowly, picked up the longbow in the corner, walked to the center of the courtyard, and looked at Meng Ran very solemnly.

Meng Ran also took a few steps forward, took the long knife in the swordsman's hand, and stood opposite Hua Rong with a serious face.

The rest of the people stayed away from the center of the courtyard, making room for the two to perform their martial arts.

Li Haoran glanced at Meng Ran, and asked at Geng Huyuan, "Brother Geng, do you say that Meng Xiaozi is sure to win?"

Geng Huyuan smiled mysteriously and replied, "Just wait and see." ”

Li Haoran didn't ask anymore, just looked at the two people in the field seriously.

Meng Ran and Hua Rong looked at each other for a few breaths, then let out a long roar in their mouths, and then began to use their newly realized sword technique ---- cut off the flow of water.

I saw that the fine and dense knife momentum continued to invade Hua Rong, like a stream of water, impermeable to the wind.

Hua Rong, who was injured, coped with it quite calmly, but the shock in his heart was incomprehensible. When he fought with Meng Ran last night, Meng Ran still used the most ordinary sword technique eight styles to fight against him, but after one night's work, Meng Ran had already learned such a wonderful knife technique.

If Hua Rong knew that the broken water flow was realized by Meng Ran, his jaw would definitely fall to the ground in shock.

After Meng Ran slashed more than ten knives, he turned his continuous attacks into powerful Shen, picking on Hua Rong's injured shoulder to greet him, looking like a sinister villain.

After Hua Rong resisted a few times, the longbow in his hand turned, and the bowstring was broken, slashing like a thin silky blade.

Meng Ranfu returned to the slender and long knife technique.

After attacking like this for a while, Meng Ran took a deep breath, and according to the wisp of understanding in the morning, he swung out a sharp and sharp knife, as if he could really cut off the flow of water.

The bowstring broke in response, and the blade of the long knife was already on Hua Rong's chest, and if it was sent half a minute further, it could cut through Hua Rong's clothes and skin.

Meng Ran put away his knife and stood up, and said to Hua Rong: "You lost." ”

Hua Rong threw the broken longbow in his hand to the ground, gave a slight salute to Meng Ran, and said, "Hua Rong admits defeat." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Chong, who was standing on the side, rushed into the middle, looked at Meng Ran angrily, and shouted: "I don't accept it, I want to compare with you." ”

Meng Ran didn't pay attention to Lin Chong, and said to Geng Huyuan in the corner: "Uncle Geng, please let this Lin Daxia calm down." ”

Before Lin Chong understood the meaning of this sentence, there was already an additional figure behind him.

Geng Huyuan's arms exerted force, and with just a slight mention, he had already grabbed Lin Chong's lower back.

Then there was a 'poof', and Lin Chong had already fallen into the South Lake, struggling and fluttering on the water.

Hua Rong, who was opposite Meng Ran, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Please ask Gongzi to save the sixth brother, he can't swim." ”

Meng Ran spread his hands and said innocently: "I'm sorry, Hua Daxia, I can't swim, I hope you won't either." ”

Lin Chong clenched his hands into fists, and finally did not violate Meng Ran's intentions, and knelt firmly in place.

Meng Ran glanced at Geng Huyuan, Geng Huyuan's heart was clear, the qi in his body moved, and the rope in the pavilion had already reached his hand.

I saw Geng Huyuan wave his hand, and the rope that was originally a dead thing was like a spirit snake, reaching straight into the lake.

When the rope was pulled back, a figure was already tied to one end of the rope, it was Lin Chong, who had drowned and was unconscious, and he was still holding a cooked copper stick in his hand.

Meng Ran said to Hua Rong, who was kneeling on the ground: "Your brother, you persuade yourself, I don't want to see what I don't want to see." ”

Hua Rong hummed heavily.

Meng Ran looked at the swordsman surnamed Lin on the side again, and said, "You took my pill and help me do something, how about it?"

The swordsman nodded.

Meng Ran instructed: "When you give it a day, bring Zhou Xiaowu and Zhu Tianmao here, and when it's done, you can leave." ”

The swordsman didn't say a word, and walked out of the Meng Mansion with the narrow saber in the corner.

Meng Ran glanced at Li Haoran, and motioned to the old man to solve the matter of the flower thief by himself, and he returned to the front yard and began to arrange all kinds of matters in the house, and instructed Lao Han to find someone to repair the gate and the front yard.

After the instructions, Meng Ran sat down in the hall and enjoyed a rare peace.

After a while, the maid Chunhua walked out of the first room in the west wing, walked to Meng Ran's side with an ambiguous face, and said softly: "Young master, Miss Fei'er asked you to go." ”

Meng Ran looked at the strange-looking maid and asked gently, "Chunhua, but what's the matter?"

Chunhua's face became more and more ruddy, and she said coquettishly: "The young master will know when he goes." ”

Meng Ran raised his eyebrows and went straight away.

When the door opened, I saw a graceful figure lying on the bed, it was Seinfeld, she was lying facing the wall, her back as smooth as jade exposed in the cold air.

Meng Ran restrained the amazement in his heart, closed the door gently, and asked softly, "Is there something wrong with Miss Fei'er?"

Seinfeld's voice was a little muffled, not as crisp as usual, and she said, "Didn't Childe want to get me clothes? Why haven't they been delivered yet?"

Meng Ran sighed, and hurriedly said, "I... I forgot, I'll go now. ”

As soon as Meng Ran was about to turn around, Seinfeld had already sat up straight, and the brocade quilt slipped from her smooth and fair skin, revealing two round balls underneath, trembling in the air, dotted with two delicate peach blossoms.

Meng Ran's face turned red all of a sudden, and he hurriedly turned his back to Seinfeld, and asked very nervously, "What does Fei'er girl mean by this?"

Seinfeld smiled bitterly and asked softly, "Is the concubine so unsightly?"

Meng Ran's chest, which had been finally smoothed, jumped up again, and hurriedly explained: "It's not... It's not what you think, it's me... It's me..."

When Meng Ran was still sorting out the words in his heart, the naked Seinfeld had already gotten out of bed and walked gently behind Meng Ran.

When Meng Ran noticed the figure behind him, he couldn't help but swallow, and the swallowing sound in the quiet room was very loud.

Meng Ran's face turned even redder, he felt that his body was a little stiff, if he used his current body to fight Hua Rong, he would definitely lose and couldn't lose again.

Seinfeld sighed faintly and said softly, "Childe really doesn't want to look back at me?"

Meng Ran closed his eyes lightly and turned away.

Seinfeld chuckled coquettishly and teased, "What? Am I a man-eating tiger? ”

Meng Ran's eyes twitched a few times, but he never opened them.

Seinfeld gently took Meng Ran's hand and slowly pressed it on her chest.

When Meng Ran touched the softness, his heart fluttered, and he couldn't help pinching it.

When he was about to continue the next action, his palm was knocked away by Seinfeld, only to hear the beauty say coquettishly: "Okay, I'm going to rest, you go out first." ”

Meng Ran was stunned, and stood there dumbfounded, helpless.

Seinfeld didn't give Meng Ran a chance, she returned to the bed as she came, covered the quilt and said coquettishly, "Childe, you can open your eyes." ”

Meng Ran opened his eyes very obediently, but he didn't see the picture he wanted to see, and he was slightly disappointed.

The figure in the quilt looked at Meng Ran with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Do you want to see it now?"

Meng Ran touched the bridge of his nose and nodded imperceptibly.

Seinfeld grimaced cutely and said softly, "You deserve it." ”

Meng Ran just stood there, wanting to stay but not knowing how to find an excuse.

Seinfeld changed her posture and muttered, "If Childe has something, go down first, remember to help me call Chunhua in, I have something to do with her." ”

Meng Ran sighed softly and walked out silently.

What Meng Ran didn't know was that after he went out, the beautiful woman on the bed scolded in a low voice, "Coward." ”