"Sun Ziming?" Murong Ye's face changed slightly, his gaze froze, and two cold rays suddenly shot out.

"Heavenly Thunder God Claw Sun Ziming?" His body was already slightly tightened, and the power in his body was mighty and surging.

"It's Sun!" Sun Ziming patted the pine tree beside him, smiled faintly, and when he smiled, the majesty of the people did not decrease but increased.

"I have admired the daimyo for a long time...... Heavenly Thunder God Claw, everyone in the martial arts knows, no one knows, I have never had a chance to see it, and now I can recognize Sun Daxia's honorable face, fortunately!"

Murong Ye arched his hand, his demeanor was free and easy, although it was an ordinary polite language, his tone and expression were extremely sincere, which made people feel good.

Although Murong Ye had a sense of foreboding in his heart, he had the idea of being lucky, hoping that it would be better if this Sun Ziming had been following him.

In any case, treating people with courtesy, showing people with a smiling face, and saying with praise are always wrong, this is Murong Ye's method of dealing with the world.

Sun Ziming left the pine tree, stood upright, arched his hand, put away his smile, his eyes changed from scattered to solid, and said slowly: "Mr. Murong is so clever and light, from Jiaxing to Suzhou, it doesn't take a lot of effort, Sun admires!"

His gaze returned from the void to the real, and gradually condensed like the substance, like a sword of cold light, slowly unsheathed, making Murong Ye can't help but chill.

The more and more dignified momentum on Sun Ziming's body made him feel even more refreshed in his heart, and his internal force was stimulated by it, surging like angry waves, rolling in the meridians in his body.

Murong Ye knew that the person who came was not good at this time, and he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

His daughter knew that the Heavenly Thunder God Claw was the shopkeeper of Ziming's business, and he had been living in Jiaxing City, so she deduced a conclusion that the controller of Jiaxing City was Sun Ziming, so Jiaxing City could be as tight as an iron bucket.

The three Taihang brothers, the desperate sword Cheng Tianxia, and the flying wolf Jia Wulun are all masters who have been rampant in the martial arts for decades.

Although Murong Ye is conceited that his martial arts are not inferior to the Heavenly Thunder God Claw, he is a person with a great cause, and he does not allow himself to compete and establish a strong enemy.

It's just that today, I'm afraid I can't help but stop fighting!" he smiled bitterly secretly.

If you want to fight, how can you be afraid, the Northern Shengong really lives up to the name of the gods, and his current skills are compared to the five peers.

"Has Sun Daxia been following behind?" Murong Ye's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he met Sun Ziming's gaze as if he were substantial, his tone was relaxed and smiling.

He stood with his hands in his hands, his demeanor was dashing, but the two hands behind him were tightly clasped together, and his long sleeves trembled slightly, like a blowing skin.

Sun Ziming's face was as deep as water, and he said coldly: "How can you be allowed to come and go freely when you hurt people in Jiaxing City...... Mr. Murong, let's make a comparison!"

A powerful and incomparable momentum overwhelmingly enveloped Murong Ye, Murong Ye snorted, his feet slipped, and he smoothed out three feet, which was extremely chic.

Only Murong Ye himself knew what he was embarrassed just now, and he was slightly angry in his heart, so he didn't say anything more, and he went straight to Sun Ziming with a little step.

Although he knew that his grandson was unparalleled in the world, the only way to deal with it with weapons was the best policy.

But once you use weapons to resist the enemy, you will not be able to use the "suck" word trick of the Northern Spiritual Skill, which is tantamount to losing the biggest weapon to break the enemy.

Sun Tzu is calm and calm, his hands are like electricity, and he often defeats the enemy with one move, and he doesn't need to make more moves.

Facing Murong Ye's fluttering single palm, Sun Ziming slapped it with a palm.

Murong Ye was originally a tentative probe with the surname, but he didn't want Sun Ziming to make a move so quickly, his palms were obviously still in front of his chest, and a thunderous whistling sound sounded, and he felt a huge force surging from his palm, rolling his internal force back, this overwhelming internal force, scorching like fire, churning in the body, scorching his meridians.

Murong Ye retreated in shock, drove the Douzhuan Star Shift Method, swept away, floated to a pine tree, and slapped the body of the tree with one palm.

The smell of burning torch pine resin wafted out, and a charred palm print appeared on the tree.

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out of Murong Ye's mouth and fell on the green and yellow grass, and the heat curled up, like tea spilled out.

His face gradually returned to normal from red, and this mouthful of blood was the accumulation of the residual heat when he used the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Heart Technique to expel the scorching internal force in his body.

Murong Ye's heart of fear rose, he really didn't expect this Sun Ziming's internal force to be so terrifying, fortunately, he hadn't had time to absorb the words of the Northern Shengong Skill, and he was burdened with the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Heart Method, otherwise, he would probably have become a charred corpse now.

People in the martial arts make moves, often first testing the virtual and the real, and then looking for a gap to attack.

However, people born in Mission Hills Villa go against this tradition, and often do not make a move, and once they do, they must go all out, often making the other party suffer a big loss.

Murong Ye benefited from not doing his best this time.

Sun Ziming's internal strength is just to the yang, like a thunderbolt in the sky, breaking all evil delusions, domineering to the extreme, if Murong is exhausted just now, he will inevitably fall back and back, and eat his own end, but there is some way to use the other, and give the taste of the other body.

If Murong Ye uses the word-absorbing technique of the Northern Spiritual Skill, he will end up with the destruction of the meridians of the whole body, and the end of burning and dying.

Sun Ziming saw that Murong Ye just spit out a mouthful of blood and transferred his internal strength to the pine tree, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

Since he cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Heart Tribulation Method, except for the master and his mother, no one has been able to take his Heavenly Thunder Palm without dying.

Sun Ziming smiled, his tiger eyes were eagle-eyed, and the purple qi on his face flashed, "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift is indeed worthy of its name! ”

"Hehe, concede, oh......" Murong Ye was still smiling and polite, but his face suddenly changed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

This time, he didn't have time to bow down, and the blood had already gushed out of his mouth, but fortunately he was wearing a green shirt, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the shirt, which was not eye-catching.

Sun Ziming shook his head, and sighed compassionately, "Sun Mou is already merciful to his subordinates, whether he lives or dies, it depends on Mr. Murong's creation!"

After that, he arched his hand slightly, and his robe flashed, and it had already reached the tree, like a light smoke, slightly skimming the treetops, and left.

Murong Ye stroked his chest, spit out another mouthful of blood, his face was red as if drunk, looking at the direction of Sun Ziming's death, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Be merciful...... , hehe, what a subordinate to be merciful!" Murong Ye smiled bitterly, sat down against the pine tree, and began to cross-legged exercises.

The blow he suffered this time was not small, I thought that after practicing the Northern Spiritual Skill, he secretly absorbed the internal force of several masters, and his internal force should be invincible, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable!

He didn't know that what Sun Ziming said was true, he had indeed shown mercy to Murong Ye, otherwise with the internal force of destroying the heart and palm of the heavens and thunder tribulation, even if Murong Ye had ten more lives, he would have died through now.

It's just that the domineering internal force of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation can be easily driven away, and its domineering place, the more later, the more fierce it is.

It's just that Murong Ye didn't know the danger, and thought that what Sun Ziming said was life or death, just words of intimidation.

When Sun Ziming returned to Jiaxing, it was already midnight, and when he heard his wives talking about the wonders of Mission Hills, he knew that it was the master who made the move, so he slept with peace of mind.

Xiao Yuesheng quietly listened to his disciple's narration, and did not say a word in the middle. And at this moment, Yang Ruonan has long disappeared.

She was impatient to hear this, and ran out early, saying that she was looking for Xiaobai to play.

After listening, Xiao Yuesheng nodded, put the tea cup on the table, and showed a smile on his face: "Ziming, yes, you have made great progress!"

Sun Ziming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the wind and rain had finally dispersed and the sun was shining.

He hurriedly got up and arched his hand, and smiled honestly: "Thank you Master for your praise, the disciple can make an inch, it's all Master's teaching!"

Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes and smiled, and accepted this sycophant without shame, while Xiao Yu glanced at the pair of masters and apprentices angrily.

He usually said that he was very lazy, and the things he taught his disciples all fell on his ladies, but he himself was at ease, and he could accept this pat without shame, and it was rare to be thick-skinned.

Xiao Yuesheng stood up, put his hands on his back, and paced slowly, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes observing the ground, his expression was calm and thoughtful.

Xiaoyu and Sun Ziming both stared at him intently, their eyes moving with his movements, not knowing his thoughts, and not daring to speak and disturb.

"Ziming......" Xiao Yuesheng groaned slightly and said slowly.

"Yes, Master. Sun Ziming stood up, respectfully agreed, and listened respectfully.

"You say, the hall has an open roof, is it good?" Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the bright roof, turned his head and asked Sun Ziming, with a serious expression.

Sun Ziming blinked, looked sideways at Xiaoyu Shiniang, and sent a helpless look, with a slight wry smile: "It's pretty good-looking, but I'm afraid of rain and snow!"

Xiaoyu put down the teapot, stroked her smooth and white forehead, glanced at her son-in-law with a wry smile, and said coquettishly: "Childe-!"

Xiao Yuesheng laughed twice, suppressed the laughter, and patted Sun Ziming's shoulder, "Hehe...... Well, it's not a joke!"

Sun Ziming could only smirk twice, just like when he was young.

"Childe, just let Ziming go!" Xiao Yu sympathized with this apprentice very much, and it was strange for him to meet such a strange master.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stopped playing tricks on this apprentice, patted him on the shoulder, and returned to his seat.

picked up the teacup, took a sip of warm tea, and said calmly: "In this matter, Ziming has done a beautiful job and grasped it very well,...... By the way, when you fought against that Murong Ye, what was the strangeness of his internal strength?"

Sun Ziming thought for a moment, nodded, and shook his head again, "It's a little weird, it seems that his internal force has a strong suction and spin force, and the disciple only slapped him once, and then didn't make another move, and the rest, for a while, I can't say it." ”

"Then is his internal strength complicated and impure?" Xiao Yu was holding the teapot, and stopped in the air at this time, with a solemn look on Yu's face.

Sun Ziming could feel the coercive power on Xiaoyu Shiniang's body, but he didn't dare to resist it, so he could only resist the suppression and quickly said: "No, his internal strength is very thick, but he is quite pure, and he does not have a sense of complexity." ”

Xiao Yu nodded and glanced at her son-in-law.

Sun Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, the coercion that Xiao Yu had inadvertently exerted just now made his vest faintly ooze cold sweat.

"Son, this is quite troublesome, it seems that the Northern Spiritual Skill has been made up for by Murong Ye, and without any scruples, his skills can be enhanced without scruples, and it may become a big disaster!"

Xiao Yusu held the pot in her hand and poured the cooked tea into the cup of the prince, and said in a rather solemn tone.

Xiao Yuesheng brought the filled tea cup to his mouth, drank it all, and the cup was still held in the air, but he closed his eyes and sighed lightly, quite intoxicated.

"Good tea!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed for a long time.

Xiao Yu pursed her lips and smiled, her jade teeth were slightly exposed, and her lips were as white as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains.

"Madame's craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite!" Xiao Yuesheng put the teacup on the table, sighed in admiration, and then touched the two thin whiskers on his lips, "Well, your worries are also reasonable, but there is no need to worry too much, I am more interested, I want to see what kind of master this Northern Spiritual Skill can turn Murong Ye into!"

The smile on his face was a little strange, and he glanced at Sun Ziming obliquely, "Ziming, you hit him with a heavenly thunder palm?"

Sun Ziming nodded.

Xiao Yu frowned at the crescent-like eyebrows, and while handing the steaming tea cup to Sun Ziming's eyes, she said gently: "Ziming, in the future, use less Tianlei Palm, it will hurt Tianhe." ”

Sun Ziming hurriedly got up and left his seat, respectfully took the tea handed by the master with both hands, and only promised in his mouth.

This day thunder palm has the name of the heavenly execution, extremely domineering and ruthless, even if it can be resolved, the palm power invisibly invades the body, disturbs the five elements of the body, often hurts people and invisible, it is really the palm power of yin to yang, to the rigidity and softness.

"Then will Murong Ye be able to hold on?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually after his apprentice finished drinking tea.

"This ...... Disciple really can't say!" Sun Ziming put down the teacup, thought about it, shook his head, and hesitated.

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng leaned forward, quite curious.

"Don't hide it from Master, this Murong Ye also has some real skills, that Dou Turning Star Shifting Heart Method, quite wonderful, can actually remove part of the heavenly thunder power, and he didn't use much force at that time, the disciple left a little bit of strength, in my estimation, he can't hold it up, he can count in five or five!"

Sun Tzu straightened his figure, and when he spoke, he was quite majestic, and he no longer cautiously shrunk his hands and feet just now.

He really knows his master very well, once the master is in a calm mood, he is extremely relaxed with himself, and he can laugh and laugh, but when the master is in a bad mood, it is better to stay away.

"Hmm, the number of five or five, it seems that there is no problem, the Murong family has a very strong family background, and the background is extremely deep, so there should be a way to drive away the power of the Heavenly Thunder Palm. Xiao Yuesheng leaned back in the chair again, touched the two thin whiskers on his lips, and said a little reasonably.

"Hehe, this Murong family is really getting more and more interesting!" Xiao Yuesheng looked at the sky above the hall and muttered.

"Big brother, this Murong family has been ready to move in recent years, and has secretly trained a large number of masters, and it is also a little unclear with the people in the court. Xiao Yu was quite worried, she had already faintly sensed the ambition of the Murong family.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, "Don't touch him, and stay aside and watch the excitement, I'm curious about how far they can go, Maple Leaf Sword Sect, Nanshan Gang, hehe, this Murong family is worthy of being a royal noble, and they are very stoic." ”

Xiao Yu nodded, glanced at Sun Ziming, who was looking at his nose and nose twice, and picked up the tea cup on the table.

Sun Ziming looks honest, but now he has become very clever, and when he saw his master's demeanor, he immediately knew that he should retire, so he got up and said goodbye.

Xiao Yu waited for Sun Ziming's figure to disappear into the hall, with a shallow smile on her pretty face, came to Xiao Yuesheng, refilled his teacup, leaned beside him, and said softly: "Son, do you really want to leave Sister Xie in the village?"

Xiao Yuesheng chuckled lightly and pointed at her forehead, "You little girl, you actually take care of your son!"

"How dare Xiao Yu!" Xiao Yu let out a delicate and numbing voice, changing the image of the demure and gentle teacher in front of Sun Ziming just now.

Xiao Yuesheng took her into his arms, let her sit on his lap, kissed her fragrant face, leaned his face against her tall chest, sniffed the fragrance, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, let her go back today,...... Now that Murong Ye has taken care of herself, she will not be in danger for a while. ”

Xiao Yuesheng's breath exhaled through her thin clothes warmed her skin, making her feel soft and hot, barely maintaining her sanity, Xiao Yu whispered softly: "Son, I'm just a little worried,...... I like Sister Xie very much, but I always feel that her scheming is too deep and not suitable to be the housewife of our Mission Hills Villa. ”

Xiao Yuesheng squeezed her towering chest with his cheek, responded in a low voice, and laughed softly: "Well, I have my own measure." ”

Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, you have grown up a lot!"

After that, he glanced at the towering jade feng in front of him.

The flush surged up on Xiao Yu's face like a tide, and she glanced at Xiao Yuesheng: "Son, you are talking nonsense again!"

"That-, Childe, I want to take a look!" Xiao Yuesheng grinned and climbed up with his big hand.

Xiaoyu was ashamed, broke away from the child's arm, snorted, and ran out.

Xiao Yuesheng laughed.

When Xiaoyu's figure was gone, he stopped laughing, looked up at the sky, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, and suddenly, he felt indescribably lonely.

At breakfast, I looked at the women sitting at a table full of women, all of whom were charming and beautiful, as if they were a country of fragrance.

Xie Xiaolan sat in it, her posture was elegant and demure, and she was surprisingly harmonious, as if she had been a member of this family a long time ago.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her secretly, sighed in his heart, a little surprised, and stopped talking, even if it was wine, he didn't touch a drop.

"Big brother, don't you drink?" Wan Yanping sat beside him, and saw that he was just eating with his head down, not dripping, and his heart was sudden.

In the past few days, her worries have still been eliminated, and when she saw her husband's abnormal behavior, there were rumors that the grass and trees were all soldiers.

"I don't want to drink it. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, just eating with his head bored.

Wan Yanping looked at Guo Fu who was separated from her husband, and her eyes were full of questions.

Yesterday, Xiao Yuesheng just slept in Guo Fu's room, and did not apply rain and dew as usual, so she naturally wanted to ask if there was anything wrong last night.

Guo Fu read her gaze and shook her head in confusion.

Although Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head, how could he not see the gaze conversation between the two, he was just too lazy to speak, and suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart.

"Childe, Master Candle Ming of Pudu Temple sent someone to send an invitation to play chess in his temple. Xiao Yuzhu put it down, wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, and looked at his son-in-law with concern.

She also saw Childe's Xiao Suo's mood, and couldn't help but wonder if she had said the wrong words before the meal.

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, and then showed a hint of a smile, "It seems that this old monk has itchy hands again!"

"Godfather, I'm going too!" Yang Ruonan said hurriedly with a bamboo chopstick in the air, still with dishes in his mouth.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and glared at her: "There are no women in the temple, besides, every time you play chess with someone, you stay impatient, and you keep urging, your godfather will never take you there!"

"Hmph!" Yang Ruonan pouted and stopped talking.

She also knew that she couldn't go, but she wasn't very willing, and besides, it wasn't a wonderful thing to let her go to watch her godfather play chess with others, so it was better to have fun with Xiaobai.

"By the way, Mother Fu, when will Sister Guo Xiang and Brother Poyu come over to play?" Yang Ruonan suddenly remembered his excellent playmate, and couldn't help but miss it a little.

"This ......" Guo Fu thought about it, looked at her husband again, and smiled: "I'll come over in a few days, they said that they would come over after the Lantern Festival." ”

Yang Ruonan nodded, looking forward to it, with Guo Xiang and the two joining, she would play faster, she had been lonely since she was a child, and she had almost no playmates of the same age.

"Master Xiao, the little woman will go back to Xuechun Garden today, and the grace of saving her life can only be reported later!"

Xie Xiaolan, who had been eating silently, suddenly stood up, her eyes flashed like cold stars, and said slowly, her face was full of determination, but there was a faint complex look in her eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, the bamboo chopsticks froze in the air, staring at her crystal like jade face, and nodded slowly, "Murong Ye has been injured by Ziming,...... You don't have to worry about him coming to your door again for a while......"

He paused, met her clear starry eyes, and suddenly couldn't say the words in his belly anymore, only forced a smile: "...... Take care!"

Xie Xiaolan glanced at the women on the table, her face flashed with sadness, then she returned to her smile, nodded, and slowly sat back in the chair.

"Brother Xiao, my cousin and I are also leaving. Cheng Ying waited for Xie Xiaolan to sit down, her slender body stood up, and said lightly.

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