Leyang simply cleaned up and walked towards the gate of Tianyun Daofu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The book fairy was inserted in the baggage, revealing half of his body, and was sleeping soundly. In his words, teaching Leyang in the past two days has been too hard, and it has consumed countless spirits, he needs to make up for a good night's sleep, don't call him for ten days and half a month.

"Blame me!" Le Yang pouted, "If you want to sleep, just say it, and no one will blame you." "Leyang can see clearly, the book fairy is a bookworm and a sleeping demon, and he hasn't slept less in the past two days.

"Not bad, good, well done, little friend, you have learned. ”

"So let's move on?"

"Wait, wait, don't worry, Xiaoyou, you go to consolidate the training again, use your body to memorize, and strive to master it completely, the old man will squint for a while. ”

Such conversations have happened a lot in the past two days, and the book fairy is a moment......

Although he slandered the book fairy and was snooze, but this was not the happiest time for Leyang, he couldn't wait for the book fairy to go to sleep after teaching it once, look at his swollen hands like pig's trotters, and think about it are tears.

When he came to the gate of the Tianyun Dao Mansion, the waiting fool came up, took Leyang's luggage, and said, "Young Master Yang, you are here...... Your hands?" It was easy for him to see Leyang's conspicuous hands, thinking about the situation of this young master, he must have been bullied in the Tianyun Dao Mansion, and Madame might feel distressed when she saw it.

Le Yang looked at his hand, smiled dumbly, waved his hand and said, "Uncle Yu, it's nothing, it's not in the way." "Although it looks terrifying, it's all skin trauma, and you don't need to wipe it with medicine, and from time to time you have luck and true qi to pass through the blood, and it will be fine in a day or two.

Lejia and Tianyun Daofu are in the same city, not far apart, about thirty miles, with the speed of a carriage, it doesn't take half an hour.

Although there is little time, Leyang is unwilling to waste it, and after getting on the train, he began to practice the third form of the ancient guidance technique, the space in the carriage is limited, the first two styles cannot be used, and the third style is just right.

The third form is reversed, with the head on the ground, the limbs are interlocked on the back, and the spherical shape formed is as round as possible.

After two days of crazy cultivation, now Leyang is not so painful to do, and there is still a faint feeling of comfort.

The real air turns, going back and forth, I don't know how many weeks. When the carriage stopped, Leyang felt that his true qi had grown a little more, it was really a good baby, Leyang felt that he was addicted to practice, and if he didn't practice in his spare time, he would feel uncomfortable.

The curtain opened, and Uncle Yu sang, "Young Master Yang, we have arrived." While poking his head in, then he was stunned, looked at Le Yang with a strange expression, and said, "Young Master Yang, what are you doing?"

Leyang was shouted by this, almost practiced his qi, stabilized his mind, returned to the dantian, let go of his hands and feet, turned his head upside down, and did a chest expansion exercise and said: "It's nothing, I'm tired of sitting, get up and exercise, loose and loose, hehehe." He smirked.

Is there such a sport?

It's painful just to look at. Moreover, Young Master Yang, you are so silly smiling.

Uncle Yu looked at Le Yang deeply, and couldn't help but guess: "Young Master Yang was not only bullied in the Heavenly Fortune Dao Mansion, but also beaten stupidly, poor old lady is such a lone seedling." ”

Inside, Leyang and Yubo were talking, and after a little longer, there were people outside who couldn't wait.

"Leyang, you shrunken turtle, come down for me, don't hide!"

"That's it, if you're afraid, go back to the Tianyun Dao Mansion and continue to shrink, and no one will trouble you. ”

"Yang Da Shao, Yang Da Shao, aren't you scared to pee, don't you come down quickly, do you want us to invite you down?"

Then Leyang heard a burst of laughter outside.

In addition to the first sentence, the other voices are very familiar to Leyang, but you don't need to look at Leyang to know who scolded the first sentence.

When the curtain was lifted, I saw Le Ling standing in the lead, with a majestic momentum. I haven't seen him grow stronger for five years, and the muscles that have been raised have clear lines, and when he goes to that station, it is like an iron tower. The fists that are constantly clenched make a sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck, ......".

Looking at this pair of iron fists that almost knocked him to pieces, recalling the pain he had had, Le Yang's heart was full of hatred, and his anger couldn't help but surge, Ling Yan's gaze and Le Ling's gaze were also full of hatred, and the air suddenly exuded a sense of slaughter.

The other four people stood behind Leling and leaned against the door, looking at this side with a smile. They are the children of the Lejia who entered the Tianyun Daofu in the same session as Leyang, Lelong, Lotte, Lechong, and Leyi.

The voices of these four people, Le Yang has more or less heard them in the past five years, only Le Ling's voice has changed, but this does not prevent Le Yang from immediately recognizing that the shrunken turtle was scolded by Le Ling.

These five people had already received the news that Leyang was coming back today, so they waited at the door early, waiting to teach Leyang a lesson, but only Leling was the only one who made the shot, and the other four were only responsible for watching the play and verbal support, after all, they had no direct conflict with Leyang, and the realm was too much higher than Leyang, so they didn't bother to make a move at all.

This time, seeing the four Lelong who came back a day earlier, Le Ling's resentment towards Leyang was deeper, look at Lelong and them, the worst have the fourth layer of condensation, but he has only broken through to the second layer of condensation, in terms of qualifications, he is not much worse than them, but he has been reduced to a grade with Leyang who has been spinning in place for five years, you must know that he was fifth in the original quota competition, and Leyang is the second-to-last, the actual first-to-last, and such a person is a grade, shameful!

Speaking of the fact that he had been spinning in place for five years, Le Ling also listened to what Lelong said, and after hearing it, he was even more furious. Robbing his place is this achievement, which makes Lejia so ashamed, even if it is better for a dog than for Leyang. Le Ling was immediately so angry that the three corpses came out of his body and threatened to kill Leyang, a turtle with a shrunken head.

"You're finally willing to show up, shrunken turtle!" Le Ling pinched the knuckles of his left and right hands, twisted his neck and strode towards Leyang, and waved behind him at the same time, "Don't stop me, I have to kill this shrunken turtle today!"

When Leyang heard this, his eyes became even colder, he jumped out of the carriage, stood still, his body was straight, and said lightly: "Don't run!"

This, this, Uncle Yu saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly greeted Le Ling, opened his hands to block Le Ling's way, and pleaded anxiously: "Young Master Ling, no, no!" What kind of material is Young Master Yang of his own family, Uncle Yu knows that it can't be Le Ling's opponent, and Le Ling is a violent temper, not to mention that he has already said that he wants to kill Le Yang, even if he doesn't say it, he may kill someone, and he must not let the two fight.

Le Ling grabbed the placket of Uncle Yu's clothes, pulled him closer, and said: "Uncle Yu, I respect you as the old man in the family, you go away, I won't pursue it with you, otherwise, hum!" After speaking, he glared at Uncle Yu coldly and threw Uncle Yu aside.

"Uncle Yu!" Le Yang exclaimed, his eyes became even colder, after all, Uncle Yu is not bad, and he was like this for him.

Le Ling didn't use any strength, and Uncle Yu didn't have any big problems, but his butt hurt a little, he was just a descendant of the Le family, he hadn't cultivated, and he couldn't stop Le Ling at all, so he could only shout to Le Yang: "Young Master Yang, you run, run, run......" Of course, he didn't dare to grab Le Ling's leg to fight for Le Yang's escape time, it was possible that he would be beaten to death. It's not that he is not loyal enough, but how can he be loyal to a young master who he hasn't seen for five years, and it is already benevolent and righteous to be able to do this.

Le Yang didn't seem to hear Yu Bo's words, and stood there motionless, quietly waiting for Le Ling's arrival.