On the seventh floor of No. 2, Block 5, South 9th District, the southernmost building, is built against the clear water lake, and in the distance is the green hill seat, surrounded by the lake and the white clouds.

"Such a nice house is unoccupied. Tang Luo also sighed, it seems that crossing can indeed become a non-chief and a European emperor.

Stepping on the floor, there was no sense of shaking, and he couldn't imagine that the pure wooden seven-story building was so stone, Tang Luo was very satisfied.

The next thing is to wait for the people in the house to move the daily necessities to the house, which is really corrupt.

Tang Luo, who was sitting on the wooden bed, sighed, planning to talk to his younger brother.

Tang Xing has been full of curiosity about such a novel building since he came up, running before and after, if he hadn't been stopped by himself at this time, I am afraid that he would have disappeared again.

Tang Luo instructed him, "From tomorrow onwards, you will follow Tang Man and Tang Zheng to cultivate together." ”

Tang Man and Tang Zheng are the children of the third uncle Tang Kuan, one is eleven years old and the other is ten years old, and they are both good friends of Tang Xing. I heard that Fu Bo said that they had also come to the martial hall, so they could be a companion with Tang Xing, and they would not be alone in their cultivation together.

Tang Xing, who was looking at Bihu at the window, quickly turned around and asked, "Won't I cultivate with you?" How could this be, the little boy was very disappointed, and thought that he could cultivate with his brother when he came to the martial arts hall together.

The young man's longing little eyes were seen by Tang Luo, and he could only shake his head amusedly, explaining: "My martial arts don't need to be re-cultivated, just re-practiced. It's better that the martial arts of Tongtian Jue have to be taught to you by Wutang's uncle. ”

"Well, well. Although Tang Xing was a little pity, he could only nod, his little face was full of reluctance, and he looked a little angry, and in an instant, he quickly raised his little face and asked, "Then will you eat with me?" ”

The clingy little Shota is still very cute.

Tang Luo walked to the window with a smile, and the nine-year-old Zhengtai had just reached his shoulder, and the height was just right.

"Of course. He rubbed his brother's head vigorously and looked at the green mountains and white clouds in the distance.

............

"Tang Luo has come to the martial arts. ”

"Didn't you say that his congenital body leakage cultivation was completely lost? ”

"I don't know, I've heard from others. Tang Rong whispered and gossiped with Tang Yunying.

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"Tang Luo has come to the martial arts. Tang Hong said to the sturdy young man who was sweating and steaming.

"Oh? Tang Peng tore off his practice uniform and wiped the sweat off his face casually, feeling a little surprised.

Tang Luo's genius name is like thunder in this generation, but Tang Peng has always been disdainful. It's just a good qualification, what is commendable about this advantage of pure luck, but I can't imagine that this clan brother can regain the heart of martial arts once he cultivates and disperses, like a man of the Tang family.

"Big brother is going to greet him. Tang Hong's eyes seemed to be smiling, because he knew that his eldest brother's favorite thing was to "say hello" to the new clanmate.

"Nope. Tang Peng threw his sweat-soaked practice uniform on the weapon rack and lifted the stone lock on the ground again.

After all, he has already lost his cultivation, and it is great to be able to rekindle his heart to martial arts, and there is no need for him to fight him again.

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Steward's room

Mu Fei's eyes were on fire, and he stared at Chang Fu fiercely, he came today to ask for an explanation from this bastard.

"Pop" Mu Fei's two palms slapped in front of Chang Fu's table and made a huge sound, and the table, which was more than a foot thick, was pressed out with two deep palm prints.

"The house in the South 9th District is something I don't know how many relationships I have scrapped and replaced with others. You dare to arrange the house without permission, don't you take me seriously? ”

Mu Fei is the leader of this year's Northern District Ring Battle, a master in the mortal realm, a pair of iron palms in the market to make a name for himself, just because he wanted to please a coquettish actor in Tianxianglou and offended a passing ranger, he had no choice but to take refuge in the big clan.

After taking refuge in the Tang family, Mu Fei was treated with courtesy, and was also incorporated into the six groups of the battle hall, and he felt that he was already the core combat power of the Tang family. It took him a full hundred gold to get this house out of the hands of another martial artist with a foreign surname who had just broken into the mortal.

I can't imagine that a little old man in charge of the dormitory and meals would be so faceless, and when he came to pick up the room today, he actually said that he had been divided.

This him off, he didn't know how long he had longed for that house, especially the small window by the lake, how many times he fantasized about pressing a woman there to be happy, this old man actually dared to cut off his beard.

"All the vacant houses in Wutang are allocated by the steward's room, and it can only be said that Lord Mu is late. Chang Fu said kindly, saying that the adult was very respectful.

"Old thing, don't give me sloppy eyes, you quickly tell him to pack up his things and get out of the house. Mu Fei looked at Chang Fu, who was low-eyed and pleasing to the eye, even more disdainful, pointed at his nose with one hand, and smashed the table with one palm, printing the third palm print.

Chang Fu glanced at the table that had been printed with three palm prints, his eyelids jumped, and he still bowed his head to Mu Fei obediently: "Lord Mu, this is really not good, there is no reason to recover the room cards assigned by the steward's room." Let's ask Mu-sama to choose another house to replace. ”

Maybe it was Chang Fu's deference that gave Mu Fei great courage, since joining the Tang family, he had met all the martial artists who were stronger than him or similar to him, and no one had such a low brow in front of him, which made him almost forget the eventful years when he had fought from the street to the end of the street.

Mu Fei, who was proud and lost his mind, had forgotten that this was the Tang Clan's Sect Mansion Martial Hall, not the market he was familiar with, and spit on the ground, and his anger filled his brain: "It can't be recycled, right, then it's okay for him to return it himself." ”

The threat in the words is very heavy, most of the people who live in the South Ninth District are martial artists with foreign surnames, and they must be new to move in today, Mu Fei has the means to let him hand over the house card.

Chang Fu's concession made Mu Fei feel like he was back in the days when he was calling for wind and rain on the streets, and without thinking about the consequences, he planned to go straight to the person who robbed his house, and turned around to leave.

"Pop" Chang Fu, who lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, suddenly covered Mu Fei's left hand with a palm, and the powerful force almost missed the bone of Mu Fei's left hand.

Mu Fei's left hand seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all, and the power on his palm was still increasing, and his bones had begun to crunch overwhelmed.

He looked at Chang Fu and asked sharply, "Old guy, what are you doing!"

Trying to use the power of words to bluff the already angry butler.

Chang Fu's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his other hand towards Mu Fei's head, as if to kill him under the palm of his hand.

"Broken Monument Hand!" The huge fear made Mu Fei have no time to think about it, and immediately used his strongest palm technique to swing towards the palm that was coming towards his head.

The blue-black power surrounds Mu Fei's palm, as if it is smeared with a layer of fine iron, this palm is amazing, there is no doubt that it can open the stele and crack the stone, Mu Fei is with this hand like a fire to open the stele palm to lay a great reputation.

"Smack". When the two palms met, the blue-black broken stele hand was slapped by Chang Fu's palm and hit it as if it were a mosquito, and Mu Fei's right hand instantly lost its feeling.

At this moment, Mu Fei surged up the fear of death, the other party's palm power was strong, there was no doubt, in addition to cultivating higher than himself, the palm technique he practiced was also higher than his own open tablet palm, I don't know how many grades.

The majestic palm power not only easily broke his broken monument hand, but also scattered the spiritual power attached to his hand by the huge power, and now his right hand was numb by the huge force, as if it was wasted.

The fear and regret in Mu Fei's heart were surging like a tsunami, and before he could even say words begging for mercy, he saw Chang Fu's palm getting closer and closer, pressing it on the right side of his face.

"Whew"!

"Bang"!

For a moment of dizziness, Mu Fei's head was pressed and smashed on the table, the huge force seemed to crush his head, and the bump on the side of his face was the hand print he had just pressed, which made Mu Fei frighten.

"Spare your life, take care of things, spare your life!"

"It's the villain who can't recognize Taishan and can't recognize your old man. ”

"Chang Steward, spare my life, for the sake of my great contribution to the Tang family. ”

"Ahh

"I say, listen. Chang Fu's expression was calm, his eyes were cold, and his previous kind appearance seemed to be like two people, looking at Mu Fei on the table who was pressed like an ant.

Mu Fei just wanted to open his mouth, but he pressed the words in his throat back with his palm, and then he remembered that the old man in front of him only let himself listen, so he quickly shut up and was quiet.

"First, here, is the Tang family's clan battle hall, put away your market habits for me. ”

"Second, if you dare to harass the people on the seventh floor of No. 2, Block 5, South 9, I will screw your head off. ”

"Third, all the utensils in the steward's room belong to the Tang family, you send an identical table tomorrow. ”

I actually have tomorrow, Mu Fei's tears of emotion are about to flow out, as long as you can leave this terrible stewardship, whatever you say, big guy!

"In the end, I'm just gray-haired, not an old guy, you know!"

According to Mu Fei's strength, it suddenly disappeared, and Mu Fei lifted his body like a spring, and fell to the ground because of the excessive force.

Looking at Chang Fu, who had already sat down again, Mu Fei's eyes were full of fear, but without the other party's order, he didn't even have the courage to stand up, so he sat stiffly on the ground.

Chang Fu was writing something, and Mu Fei sat stiffly on the ground, not daring to move.

"Is there anything else going on with Kid-sama? As if the person who pressed Mu Fei on the table just now was not him, Chang Fu raised his head and saw Mu Fei sitting on the ground and asked flatly, and used such an honorific as an adult.

"No. Nope. Although Chang Fu had become a negotiable steward again, the fear in Mu Fei's heart had not diminished at all.

In front of him, everyone praised the good old man, who is clearly a giant beast that chooses people and devours them.

Chang Fu didn't know how terrifying his image was in Mu Fei's image, and said lightly: "Then Master Mu should leave on his own, I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I won't chat with Lord Mu." ”

"Okay. . . Good.... You're busy. As if he had obtained some holy decree, Mu Fei turned over and rushed out of the steward's room with a roll, and disappeared in an instant.

Chang Fu glanced at Mu Fei's embarrassed figure and shook his head.

The warriors in the market are as strong as tigers, and weak as chickens. All the ferocity is used to face the weak, what can such a warrior do, it is just some cannon fodder.

You still have to cultivate the warriors of your own family, and only by knowing what to fight can you defeat the strong with the weak.

Chang Fu sighed a little.