"Well, Ziming come in!" Xiao Yuesheng had another look of deep hatred on Murong Yu's face.

Guo Fu couldn't help but laugh when she watched from the sidelines, she had been married for a short time, and she had not yet been contaminated with the bad surnames of the people who liked to watch and be lively in Mission Hills Villa.

Murong Yu's heart froze, and she glanced sideways at the second uncle who was as silent as a pine, she didn't even notice that someone was approaching, and then listening to his name, I was afraid that it was that damn grandson!

The second elder of the Murong family suddenly raised his eyelids, and a flash of lightning appeared in his eyes under the snow eyebrows, and he slowly lowered his eyelids, like dead wood.

With the slight movement of the felt curtain, there was a light on both sides, and then a figure shook, the door curtain fell, and the burly figure stood behind the faint curtain, Yue Yuanyuan's bearing suddenly gushed out, it was the Heavenly Thunder God Claw Sun Ziming.

"Master, Master!" Sun Tzu bowed brightly, his voice majestic and respectful.

"Ziming, come over and meet Miss Murong. Xiao Yuesheng beckoned, and his voice smiled, which made his grandson Mington feel a little inappropriate.

Sun Zi Ming walked over according to his words, he was quite like a dragon and a tiger, stepping on the white jade floor, seemingly powerful, but he was silent and unfazed.

Slightly closed his eyelids, but stared at Sun Ziming's second elder in his heart, his heart suddenly froze, secretly guarding against jealousy, looking at his unconscious body shape and footwork, this Heavenly Thunder God claw has reached the anode yin, and the weight lifting is like a light state, which is really surprising, no wonder Xiaoye has planted a heel under him!

In front of the master, Sun Ziming didn't dare to use light skills, lest he be caught by him, find out if he was wrong, accuse himself of not being at home with martial arts, and show off his martial arts, he will definitely take the opportunity to teach himself a lesson, it is better to be honest, with his tail between his legs, and low-key.

Watching his grandson approach step by step with the might of the dragon and tiger, Xiao Yuesheng's smile on his face was even stronger, which made Guo Fu beside him couldn't help but laugh, his husband, really, likes to play pranks like a child!

"Ziming, this is the princess of the Murong family, this young Yingjie is the senior disciple of the head of the Murong family, and this is the second elder of the three elders of the Murong family!"

Before Sun Ziming walked up, Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to introduce them one by one, his voice was quite calm, it was because he was strong and excited, but his last sentence made Murong Yu and her second uncle suddenly shocked and surprised.

Murong Yu knew that he had not introduced the second uncle, and that it was proposed by the second uncle before he came, as a surprise soldier, but he didn't expect to make the owner of Xiao Zhuang break through.

The three elders of the upper hall are mysterious and unpredictable, in the Murong family, everyone has only heard of his name, but has not seen his person, except for a few core figures, no one can see it, people in the world know that the Murong family has two halls inside and outside, it is rare, few people know that above the two halls, there is still a hall of the upper hall.

The most hidden secret was known by outsiders, it was by no means a pleasant thing, but Murong Yu was not an ordinary person, after the quiet and soft face changed at once, he quickly returned to normal, smiled softly, and saluted: "The little woman Murong Yu has seen Sun Daxia!"

Sun Ziming, who was wearing a royal blue robe and had a dignified bearing, still had the cool air outside, arched his hand, and barely squeezed out a smile: "Fortunately!"

He can't learn his master's honey-bellied sword, the thick black art of two sides and three swords, what he wants is to dominate the world, be happy and hateful, love and hatred are very clear, for this Murong family who hurt his new master, he really can't say that he has a good feeling, if it weren't for the master's side, he wouldn't have looked at it a long time ago, and left with his sleeves.

Bao Fei is still humble in front of his master and sister, but he treats the rest of the people, but his eyes are higher than his eyes, his eyes are empty, and he is as proud as a prince.

Seeing the majestic Sun Ziming, although Bao Fei was worried in his heart, he still pretended to be fine, only hugged his fists, stalked his neck, as if he wanted to do that strong order, he didn't say half a word, what "long admiration of the name" and "like thunder" and other greetings, even more than half a sentence.

Sun Ziming is deeply aware of the essence of his teacher's arrogance, but Xiao Yuesheng hides it in it, but Sun Ziming is just outside, seeing Bao Fei is so arrogant and domineering, his majestic face is silent, only his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light like a sword flashed from his squinting eyes.

Bao Fei, who was looking at him, only felt that his body suddenly felt a chill, as if a cold breath rose from his back spine, and a fierce omen rose in his heart, and his right hand couldn't help but press on the sword.

Sun Ziming has already looked away, the corners of his lips drooped slightly, for such a person, he still disdains to make a move, if it weren't for the master's side, he would only be able to press this hairy boy down with the power of internal strength, but this elder in the hall is still a little interesting.

There is no true qi flow in the meridians of the whole body, only the dantian contains a faint, if there is no true qi, if it is not himself, if he changes others, I am afraid that he still thinks that this person does not know martial arts!

Sun Ziming clenched his fists and slammed at him.

The second elder raised his eyelids, and his eyes were slightly sunken, and his gaze was as calm as an ancient well.

He returned the salute lightly, his demeanor was slow, and he seemed to be old, but in Sun Ziming's heart, the second elder became more weighty, and his every move was not as good as he wanted, without any flaws.

When there is no gap to be found, there is only one way to attack and win with internal strength. But at his age, the essence of his internal strength, I am afraid that right and wrong are beyond the reach of ordinary people, and two words suddenly appeared in Sun Ziming's mind: turtle.

"Ziming wants to come over for dinner again, right?!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and pointed to the purple lacquered pear wood chair beside Guo Fu.

Sun Ziming smiled, and suddenly revealed a sense of naivety, although it was fleeting, but it also made Murong Yu and them look a little dumbfounded.

His face was not white, but he couldn't tell if he was ashamed of his master's words, and sat down beside his master.

I heard that the master returned to the village, he wanted to come to visit, and naturally he also had the intention of eating together by the way, Xiaofeng's craftsmanship is a must in the world, and the opportunity must not be missed.

Breakfast is absolutely not rubbed, one master gets up without a good surname, sometimes even sleeps until half the morning before getting up, and the master has the gas to get up, if he wants to see, it must be a sheep into the tiger's mouth, asking for hardship, only rubbing lunch is the best choice.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but see a table of delicacies full of color and aroma, golden and soft roast meatballs, white as snow, smooth as honey and tender meat, these two are his favorites.

Murong Yu looked at Sun Ziming, who was as stable as Mount Tai on the other side, and the anger in his heart rushed uncontrollably to his mind, if it weren't for his solemn bearing without anger and majesty, which was extremely intimidating, Murong Yu would have rushed forward and raised his jade palm to avenge his father's revenge.

It's just that although she can control herself from acting impulsively, she can't get rid of the hatred in her eyes, and she stares at Sun Ziming unconsciously.

Sun Ziming only smiled slightly at Murong Yu's angry gaze, and his indifferent demeanor was extremely similar to Xiao Yuesheng.

"Sun Daxia's martial arts, the little woman admires it very much!" Murong Yu restrained all the anger in his heart, and his expression returned to softness, which made Sun Ziming's heart slightly cold, he didn't expect this little woman to have such self-control.

"Miss Murong is polite!" Sun Ziming was neither happy nor angry, and he didn't seem to hear it, and he had already been numb to these words.

"It's just that Sun Daxia doesn't think it's too ruthless, does it hurt the heavens and the peace?!" Although she tried her best to speak softly, she couldn't hide the questioning meaning in her words.

In Xiao Yuesheng's eyes watching the show, Sun Zi Mingha let out a long laugh, his voice was rough and heroic, as if he wanted to Lingyun, and rushed straight to Xiao Han: "Haha-,...... With Miss Lao Murong bothering, Sun will either not make a move, and once he does, he will do everything to eliminate evil,...... Eliminating evil is doing good, and Sun Mou's generation of heaven is punished, how can there be a saying that it hurts heaven and harmony?"

His laughter was loud, but not deafening, although it roared in his ears, it did not make people feel uncomfortable, but his breath was so big, what did he do on behalf of heaven, so that Murong Yu's suppressed anger was like a volcano erupting, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and a sneer came from her moderately sized sandalwood mouth, which was replaced by a soft expression full of ridicule.

Before she could say sarcasm, Xiao Yuesheng spoke first and glared at Sun Ziming: "Ziming, you are too rude, Miss Murong is a guest from afar, you should be more humble!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Tzu Ming replied respectfully, and his heroic momentum suddenly converged, and the changes were so rapid that it was eye-catching.

Murong Yu frowned at her long eyebrows, she listened to Xiao Yuesheng's words, she felt indescribably awkward, she always felt that his words didn't seem to mean anything, and there were always words hidden in his words.

The felt curtain shook, a slender figure floated in, Jing Lin, who came to refill the tea just now, floated in with a teapot, quietly and silently helped Sun Ziming make a cup of tea, and retreated silently, retreating silently, every move, like dancing, only the faint fragrance is still fluttering, and the lingering fragrance is endless.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention and being attracted by Jing Lin's beautiful appearance, Guo Fu secretly pulled the eldest brother's sleeve and sent a pleading look of "stop bullying people".

Watching their master and apprentice team up to bully a weak woman, as a woman, she really couldn't see it.

"Sun Daxia, the old man respects Sun Daxia with a cup of tea!" An old voice slowly sounded in the hall, sand but not dumb, with a calm attitude of honor and disgrace.

The person who spoke was the second elder of the hall who had been silent.

He picked up the celadon tea cup with both hands, and his hands were snow-white and rich, better than the hands of a young woman, as if they were carved from white jade, and the blue light of the tea cup reflected each other, without a trace of red, but there was an indescribable charm.

"Please!" Sun Ziming said in a deep voice, and when he touched it from afar, his breath from the other party's whole body flowed and expanded rapidly, and he knew the other party's intentions.

The two of them drank each other's glasses.

Sun Ziming swallowed a siphon like a whale, poured the hot tea into his stomach in one gulp, and his face did not change.

The second elder of Murong was slow, one hand gently brushed away the long beard like snow, and the other hand slowly approached his lips, and when he leaned against his mouth, he suddenly leaned back, and the change of movement was extremely sudden, quiet as a virgin, and the movement was like a rabbit.

"Good...... Tea!" Sun Ziming exhaled a breath of heat, the tea was fragrant, Xiao Yuesheng's tea for hospitality was the best, and it was only slightly inferior to the tea picked by the little monk at the top of the heavenly eye.

Sun Ziming wanted to call for good wine, but he reacted very quickly and changed his mouth in time.

The eyes of the second elder under the white eyebrows were as calm as ever, and he slowly took the celadon cup in his hand away from his lips, slowly flipped the upside down, and a drop of tea slipped down the smooth jade body.

The hand that was originally holding the white beard appeared under the tea cup in an instant, and now in the dantian position, he shot extremely quickly without warning.

When the water droplets landed on his crystal jade palm, they had turned into a slightly green and shiny ice droplet, and the air around him seemed to be a little colder.

"Sun Daxia's martial arts are profound, but he wants to be taught!" the second elder suddenly shouted, opened his eyes sharply, and two lightning rays burst towards Sun Ziming through the long eyebrows that were covered.

Suddenly, the person who was as quiet as a dry well and lonely as a rotten wood seemed to suddenly turn into a mountain and become the sea, with a majestic momentum and majesty, dressed in a moon-white garment, floating without wind, with silver eyebrows and long beards, dancing with it, fluttering like a fairy among the people.

Bao Fei beside him couldn't help but take a step back, his face was blood-red, but Murong Yu beside him didn't move like him because he was sitting in the chair.

"Haha! Sun Mou can't ask for it!" Sun Ziming had already expected him to make a move, so he quickly glanced at the master, and when he saw his smiling appearance, he couldn't help laughing with confidence, full of pride.

"Be careful!" The snow-white palm that did not match the old age flipped over, and the slightly green ice beads formed by the tea were sandwiched between his thumb and middle finger, and then the middle finger flicked, and a green smooth flew through the air and shot towards Sun Ziming.

There was a shrill whistling sound in the air, like a ghost crying in the middle of the night, which was quite scary.

The whistling sounded at first, but it stopped abruptly!

Then, a piece of tender green tea fell and curled on the white jade floor between the two.

Guo Fu's watery eyes couldn't help but be attracted by it, and when he looked at it, he found that the ice beads that had been popped up by the second elder of the Murong family had been embedded in a narrow willow tea leaf at this time, and at the same time fell on the white jade floor.

The yellow-green ice beads were melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the green leaves were hot with high temperatures.

Murong Yu's face changed slightly, and she could no longer hide the gloom between her eyebrows, she knew that her second uncle was afraid that he was helpless against this hateful Sun Ziming.

The second uncle's participation finger has reached the realm of transformation, and the essence of the participation finger is strange, although it is not as good as the legendary six-vein sword, but it is much more subtle than the Yang finger of Dali Duan's family, and the finger power can penetrate the body, and shoot in the air, which can really kill people invisibly.

If the eldest uncle or the third uncle is here, I am afraid that he will directly greet him with his fingers, and at this time, he may have hurt this grandson!

Murong Yu shouted pity in her heart, looking at the ice beads on the tea leaves on the ground that gradually turned into water stains, she knew that if she talked about her skills, she was afraid that her second uncle would be inferior.

"Seniors are so powerful!" Sun Ziming put away his arrogance, sat down steadily, put down the teacup, and arched his hand to the second elder.

Although the opponent's skill is not as good as his own, among the opponents he has encountered, he is respected by this old man, and he has won his respect.

The second elder of the upper hall nodded slightly, lowered his eyelids again, and became as silent as before, without joy or anger, and did not care about the results of the comparison test.

Xiao Yuesheng looked a little boring, when encountering such antique-level figures, it was not easy to see the fierce fighting, the so-called brilliant extreme, it would be dull, and the skill reached their level, often in the silent place of thunder, but it was difficult for outsiders to see the subtlety.

Bao Fei, who was forced to retreat by the momentum of the second elder Murong, was still ignorant, and he didn't see clearly how Sun Ziming made a move, how the green tea stopped the ice beads popped up by the second elder, and that Sun Ziming drank all the tea into his stomach, how could he find a piece of tea for him to pop out?

Although she felt that she was going to leave, she looked a little gray, but Murong Yu didn't want to stay here for a while, this hall with white jade underground, elegant atmosphere around her, and warm air like spring made her feel suffocated.

At the time of parting, Xiao Yuesheng said a few beautiful words, praised Miss Murong for her extraordinaryness, and wished the head of the Murong family a speedy recovery, with a warm smile on his face, although Murong Yu knew that he should be careful to watch out for this person, but he was intimidated by his temperament, but he couldn't really resent him.

Let Murong Yu and the three of them go out, Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the glittering gate with his hands in his hands, facing the warm and cold breeze, looked up at the sky, turned his head to Guo Fu, who was still looking at the three figures, and said, "Fu'er, let's go to the lake!"

Guo Fu quickly turned her head, with a smile on her delicate face, but when she saw her grandson Ming standing respectfully behind her husband, she was busy suppressing her joy and hesitated: "It's almost noon, it's time for lunch!"

"Go upstairs to eat in the rain and go!" he hugged Guo Fu's slender and soft waist, sniffed the fragrance on her body, walked forward, and walked down the stairs.

He does things very freely, and when he has a whim, he does what he wants.

There is an apprentice, her husband is so affectionate, Guo Fu is quite unaccustomed, she struggled gently, but she couldn't strengthen her husband's strong arm, so she had to follow him down the steps in front of the door.

Xiao Yuesheng walked slowly with Guo Fu in his arms, like Xu Shiji, without looking back, disappeared in the blink of an eye, Sun Ziming, who was standing at the door in a daze, heard the master's kind and clear voice of advice and laughter in his ears: "Oh, Ziming, go back and say to your other teachers, hehe...... , you guy, just stay in the village to eat!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Tzu bowed respectfully in front of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, he had no hope of eating, and when he saw the master holding the beautiful master like this, the tenderness in his heart was also aroused, and he couldn't help but think of his wives and concubines in his family, and it should be more comfortable to go home and hug them to eat......

The South Lake in winter is very wide and tight, and it is also very quiet.

A medium-sized painting floats quietly on the South Lake, as if an attic has been built in the lake, and the sun that is about to be noon is like a girl who wants to marry, and is about to reach the most dazzling moment, and the sparkling waves sprinkle strings of light and shadow on the side of the painting.

The cabin was quite quiet, and a string of laughter like silver bells sounded very abruptly, startling a flock of birds and finches by the lake, and then the laughter gradually became quiet, and it was quiet again.

Suddenly, another giggle suddenly came from the cabin, spreading far away on the lake, and Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Fu seemed to be whispering in the painting.

Everywhere in the curtain of neon yarn paintings, warm and pleasant, milky white screens, carpets, incense tables, brocade piers and embroidered quilts, plain and elegant tones, the cabin is arranged very warmly, Guo Fu is facing the window, reclining two beds of embroidered quilts and long pillows, sitting on the incense couch with straight legs, lazily holding a golden orange.

Xiao Yuesheng lay on her back with her head resting on her thighs, and another embroidered quilt was placed at his feet.

"Big brother, you saved the head of the Murong family this time, I'm afraid you will annoy Sister Xie. Guo Fu's expression was focused, his eyes were like the clear lake water outside the boat, and his little hands were white and red, peeling an orange, removing the white skin, and pinching a petal into his mouth.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng lightly nibbled her green onion white jade finger by the way, causing her to giggle and pull her hand, before chewing the sweet and sour orange petal, and said while chewing: "Well, killing Murong Ye is as easy as a breeze, but it's just a last resort, leaving Xiaolan with an enemy, lest she have nothing to do." ”

He felt the plumpness and bullet surname under his head, and a faint fragrance surrounded his nose, which was the body fragrance on her body.

The green jade step shook lightly, Guo Fu shook her head, she didn't understand what the eldest brother said, but she didn't ask about it, she couldn't wait for Xie Xiaolan's matter, she wished she didn't know anything.

"That'...... Is that reincarnation golden pill really that precious?" Guo Fu picked up another petal of orange with her little hand and put it into her husband's mouth, took out the snow-white silk scarf in her sleeve, and gently wiped the orange juice from the corner of his mouth.

"Huh...... Hehe......" With an orange petal in her mouth, Xiao Yuesheng pillowed her plump thighs, and suddenly trembled and laughed, and her whole body trembled.

"Big brother-!" Guo Fu was confused, seeing her husband laughing alone, she couldn't help but feel anxious, and said in a coquettish tone, now, she is more and more accustomed to being coquettish in front of her husband, and in the past, she would not believe that she could do such a childish state when she was killed.

Xiao Yuesheng looked up, through the two steep jade feng, the pink face was white and red, as bright as a peach and plum, I really couldn't wait to bite it, so he chewed the orange, swallowed it, and said softly: "Come here with your ears!"

Guo Fu hurriedly leaned over and leaned over his pink face.

A moan of "......" came from her throat, her plump and ruddy little mouth was covered by her husband's big mouth, and her head was held by her husband's big hand.

When her lips are parted, her small mouth is more full and ruddy, her cheeks are red, and her eyes are like rippling water, which is charming and moving.

She hurriedly turned her face back, not letting her husband see her blushing and hot face, the light and shadow cast on the window of the Xuan were swaying gently, it was very good-looking, and the faint smell of oranges in her mouth made her even more shy and speechless.

Xiao Yuesheng lay on her back on her lap, pursed her lips, and had an endless aftertaste, looking at her neck was flushed with shame, she couldn't help but move even more, but she didn't indulge anymore, ** a little restrained, and then released after accumulation, the pleasure was more intense.

"Huh...... The lady is afraid that she does not understand the habits of being a husband, and the more exquisite the packaging, the lower the value, and the truly precious things have a plain appearance. Xiao Yuesheng laughed and moved his body to make himself lie more comfortable.

"Alas...... Ruonan also told me, but I didn't remember it!" Guo Fu couldn't help but clapped his hands and turned around, feeling annoyed by his surname.

Yang Ruonan once told her that Godfather's baby can't be seen from the outside, but good-looking things must not be really precious.

It's just that Yang Ruonan just said it in passing, and he said it in a hee-hee-ha tone, Guo Fu didn't take it too seriously, but at this time he suddenly remembered.

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