Ying Zhengyun smiled and said to Meng Xue: "Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, uncle won't hurt your flowers." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ying Zhengyun said to Shaoyan again: "You see Xiaoxue has been standing for so long, let her rest." If you have nothing to do now, go to my study and take out "Liutao" and read it, and I will ask you later. ”

This time he was completely in a commanding tone, Ying Shaoyan was happy to see it, and when he heard his father say this, he felt a little reluctant in his heart. But my father arranged things for himself, and he couldn't disobey them. had to reluctantly leave with Meng Xue.

Meng Yu asked strangely, "Why didn't my uncle let my cousin here?" ”

Ying Zhengyun didn't answer, but said, "Take your sword." ”

Meng Yu hurriedly picked up the sword and put on the defensive first according to his uncle's request today.

Ying Zhengyun said: "You will go to the capital in a few days, and I will let you no longer be afraid of Yirong people." ”

Meng Yu was surprised and delighted: "Really, can you really defeat Yirong people in these days?"

Ying Zhengyun smiled: "It's just that a person can retreat when he meets a disguised person." In other words, a successful escape. ”

Meng Yu's round face drooped: "Why does my uncle say that? ”

Ying Zhengyun's face was serious, and he didn't smile at all: "Look at the way you were slack just now, if you continue to practice like this, you will be slaughtered on the road before you reach the capital." ”

Meng Yu couldn't help but be shocked, he seemed to understand what his uncle meant. Ying Zhengyun also picked up the sword: "I asked Shaoyan to go away, first, I didn't want to disturb us, and second, that scene was too harsh, I was afraid that Xiaoxue wouldn't be able to stand it." ”

When Meng Yu heard this, he shouted: "Uncle, don't be like this, Meng Yu's legs are already weak." ”

It's really a nephew who just spoils when he meets his uncle, and he doesn't dare to be coquettish with his father at such a time when Ying Shaoyan borrows him ten guts.

Ying Zhengyun suddenly shouted: "Stand up!"

Meng Yu hurriedly picked up and posed again, but Ying Zhengyun's sword had already arrived. Meng Yu hurriedly raised his sword to seal his chest, and it was too late to block Ying Zhengyun's sword. Ying Zhengyun's iron sword was already sinking, and when he was infused with his speed and strength, it was like a thousand pounds. Meng Yu saw that he had no ability to resist at all, and hurriedly leaned back, and he would dodge this sword. But before he got up, Ying Zhengyun's second sword arrived again, and he couldn't get up at all, so he had to sit on the ground with a plop, and the tip of Ying Zhengyun's sword was already on his neck.

At noon, Meng Yu stayed in Ying's house to eat, and his bones were soft and broken, as if he had been dismantled. Su Qiyun saw that he was tired and almost collapsed on the chair, and put a lot of vegetables in his bowl: "Meng Yu, why are you so tired?"

Meng Yu was so tired that he couldn't eat, so he barely ate two bites, and when he heard his aunt's question, he replied: "Uncle's martial arts are too high, Meng Yu only crawls all over the ground, so naturally the meal is not so fragrant." ”

Meng Xue burst out laughing. Su Qiyun was also amused: "When your cousin used to practice swords with General Guan Zhengfeng, he was often tired like you, so I cooked meat soup and fish soup for him to drink." It's just that he often forgets to eat, and you can't eat. ”

Meng Yu shouted: "Hey, my cousin is a practice maniac, he wants to practice from the bottom of his heart, and if he doesn't let him practice, he will suffocate to death." ”

Ying Zhengyun's face drooped: "Then what are you?"

Meng Yu hurriedly flattered: "Hey, uncle, Meng Yu was indeed a little slack, but he was reminded by his uncle, and he was empowered, and now he is determined to follow his uncle to reach the highest level of martial arts as soon as possible." ”

Ying Zhengyun laughed: "Stinky boy, just be clever, don't practice your skin well for a while!"

Ying Shaoyan lowered his head and ate silently, listening to his father and cousin teasing and joking with each other. He was still feeling a little uncomfortable because his father didn't teach him swordsmanship, and he didn't even let him look at it.

Meng Xue saw that Ying Shaoyan was unhappy, so she first politely sandwiched the dishes for her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then put the dishes in Ying Shaoyan's bowl: "Cousin, eat more." Ying Shaoyan smiled at Meng Xue, he knew that he was sullen, which made Meng Xue worried. So he also served her vegetables: "You also eat a little more, look at you so thin." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Meng Yu groaned: "It turns out that I am the only one who cares for me." ”

Su Qiyun was very happy when she saw Ying Shaoyan and Meng Xue's affectionate appearance, and when she heard Meng Yu complaining, she laughed to the ground. He turned back to Xiaokui and said, "Go to the kitchen to see if the soup is ready?" ”

Meng Yu listened to Su Qiyun's words, but his heart lit up: "Maybe since I became obsessed with detectives, my mind has indeed been scattered, and I don't pay as much attention to martial arts as before." He often walks alone on the rivers and lakes, and martial arts are not only protecting his life, but also the most important prerequisite for obtaining clues. Thinking so, Xiao Kui brought him the soup, he just drank it subconsciously, and after a while, he put the bowl on the table, and his hand began to hold the chopsticks. couldn't help but compare the moves that Ying Zhengyun taught him in the morning. If you feel that something is wrong, you will re-compare it.

Su Qiyun was about to remind Meng Yu to eat well, but was stopped by Ying Zhengyun with his eyes. Ying Shaoyan also saw a little meaning, only to see that Meng Yu was still in the alley at first, and after a few times, it was as if he had comprehended the essence, and the whole person was immersed in the swordsmanship moves. Seeing that he had been fully absorbed and completely forgot about the world around him, Ying Zhengyun suddenly made a move and stabbed at Meng Yu with the chopsticks in his hand, Meng Yu was completely defenseless, but subconsciously used himself and the chopsticks he was comparing to quickly block it, Ying Zhengyun reversed his wrist and stabbed him in the chest, Meng Yu hurriedly knocked the chopsticks in his hand down. This is the same move as Ying Zhengyun just now forcing the sword in his hand to get out of his hand. In an instant, his chopsticks and Ying Zhengyun's chopsticks "snapped" and collided violently, and I saw the chopsticks in Ying Zhengyun's hand fly into the air out of his hand, and when they fell, they fell into the big soup bowl.

Meng Yu woke up from his own world, he looked at the chopsticks in his hand a little blankly, wondering why there was one in the soup bowl and another in his hand. Ying Zhengyun smiled: "That's my chopsticks in the soup bowl!"

Meng Yu couldn't believe his eyes, he glared at his uncle: "I flew my uncle's chopsticks?"

Ying Zhengyun smiled: "You flew my chopsticks." ”

Su Qiyun couldn't help laughing, and said angrily: "After practicing all morning, not to mention eating well, you also ruined my bowl of soup!"

Ying Shaoyan and Meng Xue were also stunned, and when they understood, they also clapped their hands excitedly.

Ying Zhengyun did not ignore the envious look in his son's eyes.