Bai Yi was stunned.

Then he smiled and said, "Good!

Wang Manxiu raised the corners of his lips, brushed his sleeves at the purple robe, and said with a smile: "Sima Gongzi! Xiaosheng thought that you were just a disciple who can be seen everywhere, but I didn't expect that you are actually the fastest disciple in the world, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

As soon as these words came out, I heard the sound of groaning and laughter coming from the pavilion near the water.

The purple-robed boy's face turned slightly red, and he immediately bent down and said, "Your Excellency is really making fun of me." In the future, if you don't mind, please call me 'Xiande'. ”

Bai Yi squinted slightly, and said with a smile: "Then, please also ask the son to call Xiaosheng's name directly." ”

Sima Xiande immediately bowed his head and said, "Your Excellency Man Xiu." ”

Wang Manxiu also replied: "Prince Xiande." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Bai Yi got up, raised his eyebrows at the brocade robe and said, "Yin Shao, maybe Xiande will reach the realm of 100 people one step ahead of you!"

The brocade robe frowned slightly, reached out and scratched the back of his neck, and let out a faint 'hum-'.

Then, step forward, walk to the pond, and plunge the red tasseled ash gun into the water.

Say a 'start' lightly.

The originally calm pool suddenly rolled up half a foot of waves, and slashed straight away at the white clothes.

Wang Manxiu immediately took a sideways step, dodging the half-foot waves, and didn't let it wet his trouser legs. He looked up at the brocade robe, and said with a little surprise: "Yin Shao, you are ......"

"Heh, you said so much, didn't you just want to find someone to make a move. Yin Shao lifted the spear, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Come on, Young Master Ben will accompany you." ”

Wang Manxiu blinked, smiled slightly, and said, 'Okay!'.

Without any gestures, the azure jade dagger flew out of the white clothes in front of him and hovered beside his cheek.

The blue skirt in the pavilion squinted slightly, and looked at this beautiful little flying knife with some curiosity.

As everyone knows, in the West Tiger Village outside Mengyue City, it has already been able to kill one person in ten steps.

Yin Shao turned sideways, raised his chin at the purple-robed boy, and said, "Hey, you also come to help, how can I beat him alone." ”

Sima Xiande was slightly stunned and said, "I, are you serious?"

“...... Tsk, forget you're only going to run fast. Yin Shao sighed lightly, and helplessly raised his hand and patted his head: "Okay, it's better to talk than nothing, come and help——"

As he was talking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two black clothes who were walking out of the mansion, and immediately shouted, "Who'......s that!" Zhang San and Li Si! You guys came just in time! Come and help fight with Man Xiu together!"

The two brocade-clothed guards who were not dressed in brocade looked at each other and raised their eyes to look at the white clothes in the pool.

The white clothes shrugged their shoulders and smiled lightly, which was the look of encouragement for the two.

The two brocades couldn't help but swallow.

Zhang Shan and Li Shiyu still remember that day on Xihu Mountain, the sword and palm that made them unable to move an inch.

Ordinary people, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do not go to the mountains.

Jin Yiwei, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, prefers to go to Tiger Mountain!

The two brocade clothes glanced at each other, and saw two black shadows passing by, standing beside Yin Shao.

Yin Shao took a slow breath.

Okay, since there are four little ten people in the realm, I guess I can make this white cloth suffer a little no matter what-

"Nephew, I'm here to help you!"

A loud voice swept through the sky and landed in front of the brocade robe, splashing all over the pool.

The one who came was none other than the enemy of the hundreds.

Yin Shao was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, are you injured?"

"No problem!"

Yin Zheng clasped his hands, opened his fists, stood on the ripples in the pond, and smiled at Bai Yi: "If I have the opportunity to learn from His Excellency Man Xiu again, how can I stay in bed!"

Yin Shao smiled and said softly in his heart, "What a martial idiot uncle."

Then, with two black clothes and one purple clothes, they went to the burly Yin Zheng.

The five of them, lined up, looked directly at the white clothes, their expressions were serious and not lacking in excitement.

Bai Yi chuckled.

Raise your sword in your hand.

Say 'come' softly.

......

In the courtyard, in front of the red pillar railing of the mansion, two old men with white temples slowly walked in front of the house.

The old man who walked in front was wearing a thick brocade robe, with his left hand behind his hand and a scarlet cane in his right hand.

Although the old man who walked behind was not as imposing as the former, it was also a thick coat, far better than the horse coat and long shirt of an ordinary mansion steward—although his walking posture with his sleeves closed was not much different from that of an ordinary mansion steward.

The lord of the mansion squinted his eyes, looked at the turbulent crescent pond, and said with a smile: "Lao Huang, you see how energetic they are. ”

The steward of the mansion was slightly stunned, and immediately raised his eyes.

I saw that there was a spear in the pool like a dragon, breaking the water and splitting the waves, and the momentum was amazing.

Again, there was a black blade ring in the pool, and the flying sword went back and forth, dizzying.

I also saw that there were fists and fists in the pool, pulling out the mountains, and the overlord was lifting.

The waves were agitated, and the five figures scattered and retreated one after another, leaving the white clothes unmoving, like a pillar of the sea god needle.

The mansion manager sighed lightly in advance, 'That prince is really good', and then he glared at him in shock, and said urgently: "It's bad, it's bad! The sons are so scheming, then the lotus flowers and water plants in this pool will not all suffer!"

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to stop him.

Yin Bing stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a kind smile: "Let them play for a while, and then go to the strange street to pick a few lotus flowers in two days." ”

"Why bother to get the master. Lao Huang shook his head and said, "Just let the old servant do it." ”

Yin Bing bowed his head, squinted at the six living figures in the pool, stretched out his hand to caress the black beard under his chin, and said with a hoarse smile: "We are also old." ”

Lao Huang blinked slightly, and also reached out to touch the wrinkles on his face.

"If the old decay is twenty years younger, it will definitely be a fight with them at this time. Yin Bing smiled, "It's a pity, time waits for no one." ”

Lao Huang also smiled lightly, noncommittal.

While the two were talking and laughing, the pool seemed to be about to come to an end.

Among the five people besieging the white clothes, except for the burly hundred-man enemy who was still able to fight the white clothes head-on a few times, the other four people had to make roundabout guerrilla attacks with stitches. However, although the guerrilla is secondary, how can there be a reason for a tortoise to fight a rabbit - none of the five people are faster than the white clothes, and Sima Xiande, who is closest to the white clothes, is still a landlubber. I just saw that the purple robe didn't run a few steps on the surface of the pool, his feet slipped, and he couldn't let the outside breath support his body, and fell into the water, and he immediately struggled in a panic. If Yin Shao hadn't made a timely move, the spear stabbed him by the collar, and the purple-robed boy might have drowned and spit bubbles.

After half a cup of tea, Bai Yi still didn't move, but the five people around him were already out of breath and almost couldn't do anything. Speaking of which, in order to be able to stand and walk on the water, or even to walk like flying, it is natural to consume a large part of the external breath to support the body - just like the [Controlling the Sword with Qi], but this time it is [Controlling Yourself with Qi].

I don't know if the white clothes who have been sitting cross-legged on the water since dawn are as endless as the rolling river.

Wang Manxiu smiled faintly.

Suddenly, he grabbed the iron sword in his backhand, knelt down, and stabbed it into the pool.

I heard the sound of the water roaring, and it actually rolled up a three-zhang wave.

The five of them were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly fixed their breath and wanted to face this terrifying wave head-on—but they forgot that now they were not down-to-earth, but weeds in the water.

With the sudden rise of the three zhang waves, the surface of the pool under the feet of the five people also suddenly sank, shaking the foundation of their bodies.

Yin Zheng, Yin Shao, Zhang Shan, Li Shi, and Sima Xiande were all caught off guard, and they all fell to the ground without exception when they were attracted by the waves in front of them, and then they were rushed ashore with a bang by the three-zhang waves from the pavement.

Wet, embarrassed, gasping for air.

Bai Yi in the pool smiled slightly, took off the cold jade dagger that had been circling with the flying sword, and put it in his arms. Then he tiptoed up on the surface of the pool and landed in the pavilion near the water.

Tsing Yi Lan skirt blinked at him, one of her eyes was full of curiosity, and one of her eyes had other intentions.

Wang Manxiu dusted off the hem of his clothes that had not been stained with water, walked forward, and asked her who had plum blossoms in her eyebrows, "Can I take a piece?"

Ruoshui blinked, let out a soft 'um-', pinched a piece of sweet cake with two fingers, and handed it to his chest.

Bai Yi looked down at the golden sweet cake and raised the corners of his lips.

Suddenly, he approached and opened his mouth to bite it.

Lan Skirt was startled, quickly let go of her fingers, and retracted her hand.

Wang Manxiu got up to chew, swallowed the sweet cake, looked at her with a wandering eye, and said with a faint smile: "I'm sorry, my hands are not clean." ”

She blushed and gave a soft 'um-'.

Seeing this scene on the side, Tsing Yi saw this scene, and the meaningful look on his face became a little richer.

After smiling lightly and saying, 'The pastries are delicious', he turned around, walked from the pavilion near the water to the railing of the red mansion, and bowed his hand to the two old men standing on his side, and greeted: "Old gentleman, old steward, good morning." ”

Yin Bing smiled lightly, and Lao Huang gave up his hand.

"Early. "Morning, prince. ”

Yin Bing stroked his black beard, looked at the white clothes, and said with a smile: "Wang Manxiu, what are your plans for today? Do you continue to go door to door to ask about the whereabouts of the Lingyan, or do you want to rest for a day?"

Wang Manxiu got up and said with a smile: "How can you rest without anything." ”

"Hehehe, good, good. Old Mr. Yin smiled slightly, and pointed at Yin Shao, who was lying on the ground panting, with the vermilion cane: "That old man, this unsuccessful grandson, will be left to you to exercise." ”

Bai Yi raised his lips lightly and said, "That's nature." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard three knocks at the door of the courtyard.

Everyone was stunned. The old steward immediately rolled up his sleeves, stepped on a small brisk, and hurried to the gate of the courtyard, carefully hugged the crosspost behind the gate, unloaded it and put it aside, and then pressed the doorknob with both hands, slowly opened, and looked up: "You are—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the old steward suddenly take two steps back, and then he bent down and bowed his hand.

"Gongzi Zhou!"

The old steward's voice was silent, but it made all the people surnamed Yin in the room look shocked.

As the head of the family, Yin Bing frowned even more, and his right hand on crutches clenched unconsciously, his lips trembled slightly: It's too early, it's too early......

The white man looked up.

A young man dressed in a white-rimmed black robe stepped over the threshold and into the courtyard.

As if entering and leaving his own house, he walked directly to the white clothes and gave his fists to him.

"Pingshui King Manxiu. Meng Yue Zhou's family, please enter the mansion for a while. ”