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"Well, since it's better, let's see how much you remember. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, turned his head and said to Xiao He, who came over: "You fight with the little brother, try it." ”

Although Xiaohe was curious, he still nodded yes, turned his delicate body, and said to Song Xiaoli: "Little brother, come here." ”

Song Xiaoli was still a little ignorant, but he knew that Xiaohe would not harm him, so he followed closely behind Xiaohe and walked to the field in front of the bamboo forest.

Xiaohe turned around, looked at Song Xiaoli quietly, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I will attack later, you can deal with it carefully." ”

"Yes. Song Xiaoli tried to make a long story short, so as not to let himself stutter.

"Please-!" Xiao Heqing snorted, his body shook, and floated in front of Song Xiaoli.

Song Xiaoli only felt a faint fragrance coming to his face, the indescribable fragrance was moving, and the palm of his white jade-like hand had hit the front door.

He was busy retreating, but his figure was slow and clumsy, and he couldn't dodge at all, and was lightly palmed on his chest by Xiaohe.

Xiaohe shook his head and said, "That's not the case. ”

Song Xiaoli's face was full of shame, and his face with thick eyebrows and big eyes became red, as if he was covered with a red cloth, and it was very hot.

"Little brother, concentrate, don't be distracted!" Xiao He said in a soft voice, as if he was treating a little brother.

Song Xiaoli nodded vigorously, his spirits lifted, and he stared at Xiaohe's palms tightly.

Xiaohe knew that he was not doing it right, but he didn't speak, knowing these truths, he needed to understand them himself before he could be considered his own, otherwise, he would sound and feel reasonable, but he couldn't integrate into his body, and it was not beneficial.

Her fluttering palm was printed again, towards Song Xiaoli's chest.

Song Xiaoli stared closely at her movements, and saw her little white jade-like hands coming towards his chest, and hurriedly twisted around, trying to dodge.

But how could Xiao He's move be so easy to dodge, and when he turned around, it changed and accelerated abruptly, as fast as lightning.

Although it was a light palm, Song Xiaoli felt that his face burned even more, and he didn't dare to look up to see Xiaohe.

Xiao Yuesheng sat in the small pavilion, sipped tea lightly, shook his head and smiled bitterly, this Song Xiaoli is really not enlightened, he has given the method of empowerment, and he clearly remembers it in his heart, but he doesn't know how to apply it.

Xiao He's bright eyes flickered, and Xiao Yuesheng's expression was taken into his eyes, so he continued to attack, hit him in the chest with a palm, floated back, shook his head and smiled: "Little brother, calm down, don't worry, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it!"

"Yes!" Song Xiaoli nodded heavily, his face flushed as if he was about to burst into blood.

Xiaohe still repeated the palm just now, pressed it lightly, and when he reached the halfway point, he accelerated suddenly, his body was like electricity, with a quiet fragrance.

Song Xiaoli tightened his face, looked at her little white jade-like hand, and resisted the impatience to dodge, until the palm was about to hit him, and he suddenly took a step under his feet, just right, and actually dodged the white jade-like little hand.

"Huh?" Xiaohe exclaimed in surprise, and his face showed surprise.

Song Xiaoli stood there in a daze, and felt extremely surprised, he didn't know why he stepped out untruthfully, as if it was his instinct.

At this time, countless images appeared in his mind, as if it was a mess, difficult to sort out, and his head hurt more and more.

"Ahh

"Don't touch him!" Xiao He was suddenly in a hurry, and he was about to help him to see the situation, when the voice of the old man suddenly came from his ears, and he couldn't help but stop his figure.

"He's getting it all in. Xiao Yuesheng explained in a low voice, and the snow porcelain tea cup held to his mouth flickered with a glow.

"Master, it doesn't matter to him, right?" Xiao He turned around and whispered to Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "What a good boy, hehe......"

He thought that in the time he passed out, he could subconsciously digest the memories he had poured into him, but he didn't expect that until now, he woke up and began to transform.

It can be seen that this Song Xiaoli's qualifications are really rare.

Xiaohe's figure flashed, and he came to the small pavilion, with slender hands, helped Xiao Yuesheng fill the tea cup, sat down, and said curiously: "What is going on?"

"I performed the empowerment method and passed on a set of martial arts to him. Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, drinking tea while looking at Song Xiaoli who fell to the ground, covering his head.

Xiao He shook his head, he didn't know what the method of empowerment was, but seeing Xiao Yuesheng say it so solemnly, it must be a profound kung fu.

After thinking about it again, she faintly felt that what kind of kung fu this was, after all, she had been staying by Xiao Yuesheng's side, being influenced by him, and her knowledge was extraordinary.

"Master, is he going to become a martial arts master all of a sudden?" Xiaohe asked with a coquettish voice, his face full of curiosity, confirming his conjecture.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "If you can be integrated, you should be able to master the moves, as if you have been practicing for decades, but the skills need to be practiced little by little." ”

"That's very good!" Xiao He looked envious.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, knowing that she also wanted to be empowered, smiled, and said, "This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear,...... You, no!"

Xiaohe was suddenly deflated, pouted, thought about it, showed palpitations, and remembered Song Xiaoli's painful situation at that time.

"You have succeeded in cultivating the Pure Heart Technique, and it is as easy as a finger to learn the moves, so you don't need to perform this technique. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled.

Xiaohe nodded, and also felt reasonable, since he practiced the Pure Heart Technique, he has become more and more intelligent, and his mind has always been clear and bright, as if the clear spring water, and the memory of the surname is getting better and better, and even later, he can never forget his eyes and ears.

When you learn the moves, you only need to watch them once, and you can remember them, you just need to practice them well, and you can practice the moves well and turn them into your own instincts.

Although it is not as fast as the empowerment, it is not necessary to suffer so much, which is also a blessing, thinking of this, she nodded hurriedly.

"When will Little Brother Song wake up?" Xiao He asked in a low voice when he saw that Song Xiaoli had been lying on the ground, in pain, with some pity.

"It depends on each person's qualifications. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, looked at Song Xiaoli in the distance, and sighed helplessly, so far, he can't do anything, he can only rely on himself.

After half an hour, Xiao Yuesheng had already drunk two cups, Song Xiaoli slowly calmed down, his body no longer trembled, and slowly stood up.

Seeing his pale face, Xiaohe poured a cup of tea, and his delicate body fluttered, like a floating cloud, and came to him.

"Little brother, does it matter?" Xiaohe asked softly as he handed over the tea.

When Song Xiaoli saw Xiaohe's jade face, he was busy with his embarrassment, tried his best to cheer up, shook his head and smiled: "No...... It doesn't matter!"

"Take a sip of tea and refresh yourself. Xiaohe handed the tea over and said with concern.

Song Xiaoli only felt that his whole heart was immersed in the hot spring, he nodded vigorously, took the teacup with both hands, and drank it vigorously, so hot that he almost vomited.

But when I thought that it was sent by Sister Xiaohe, I endured it and swallowed it.

Seeing his stiff expression, Xiaohe hurriedly said, "Drink slowly, don't burn yourself!"

"Thank you...... Sister Xie!" Song Xiaoli blushed, lowered his head, and stammered, his eyes did not dare to look at her face.

"......" Xiaohe shook his head and smiled, did not speak, took the teacup, his figure floated, and swept in front of Xiao Yuesheng.

After putting down the teacup, he swept in front of Song Xiaoli and said, "Little brother, what do you think of?"

"Yes...... Some...... Some moves. Song Xiaoli nodded thoughtfully, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Very good, very good!" Xiaohe nodded happily and said with a smile: "You finally remember!"

"Yes...... However," Song Xiaoli was full of doubts and stammered: "Is this ...... How do you ...... How ......?"

"This is the old man who performed the empowerment ** and imprinted the moves. Xiao Hejiao said with a smile and shook her head: "You have suffered!"

Song Xiaoli finally understood why he had so many things in his head for no reason, and after his heart suddenly became excited.

In his opinion, after suffering from these hardships, he can learn martial arts moves, which is really a good deal.

"Little brother, come on, let's compare again. Xiao He laughed.

"Okay!" Song Xiaoli's confidence increased greatly, and he wanted to show what he had learned in front of Xiaohe.

The two stood still, Xiaohe stood solemnly, a light breeze blew, swept through the bamboo forest, rattled, and then stirred the corners of her skirt.

She stood floating, as if a goddess was standing there quietly, her eyes were like water, and she was staring at Song Xiaoli with a bright face.

Song Xiaoli only felt that under her gaze, he was full of strength, and the ** that he had never had before rushed to his mind, and his whole heart became bigger: become a martial arts master, and don't let Sister Xiaohe look down on herself!

As soon as this thought arose, it could no longer be stopped, and the burning became more and more intense, and a heart burned like a torch.

"Little brother, please-!" Xiaohe said softly, her voice gentle.

"Please-!" Song Xiaoli still understands these rules, and said in a deep voice, quite a bit of a master's posture.

After his mentality changed, his whole person seemed to change, and suddenly, Song Xiaoli, who was originally humble and weak, was never seen again.

"Look at the move!" Xiaohe's figure floated forward, and his little white jade-like hand slowly struck out, imprinting on Song Xiaoli's chest.

This move is the previous move, but it is used to test whether Song Xiaoli really knows martial arts.

Song Xiaoli's face was calm, although his face was still childish, but he faintly revealed a bit of solemnity, staring at Xiaohe's shoulder.

Although he understood that he should stare at Xiaohe's eyes, he really couldn't muster the courage and could only stare at Xiaohe's shoulder.

When Xiaohe's jade palm was about to be printed on his chest, his left palm suddenly slashed, forming a hand knife and slashing at Xiaohe's wrist.

This knife is just right, just when the move is exhausted, although the skill is insufficient, it can already form a threat.

Xiao He's eyes lit up, flashing with surprise, this palm, sophisticated and exquisite, really doesn't look like a person who doesn't know martial arts.

She turned her palm into a fist, flipped her wrist, and her fist met his hand knife.

Song Xiaoli raised his wrist and continued to slash at her wrist, as if he would not stop slashing, this palm was still exquisite.

Xiaohe was amazed, but his hands were not slow, turning his fist into a palm, his five fingers were open, and he swirled gently, like a lotus flower blooming, which was wonderful and moving.

What she uses is an orchid brushing acupoint, which is elegant and graceful, heartwarming, and unconsciously controls people's acupoints, which is subtle and exquisite.

The Orchid Whisk Finger was originally a peerless study of Peach Blossom Island, and he learned it from Huang Yaoshi, improved it, and made it a top peerless master.

Although Xiaohe's cultivation is not smart enough, he has learned so much about the artistic conception and skills of the orchid acupoint, and has a clear heart to enlighten his mind, but he has learned it very well.

Although Song Xiaoli has been empowered to inherit martial arts, the martial arts he has learned are already extremely profound, but compared to such a peerless learning as the Orchid Whisk Acupoint, it is a step behind.

He only felt that his fingers were numb, and several acupoints in the palm of his hand were hit, and a few strands of true qi went straight to his arm along the meridians in his hand, and then circulated in the meridians in his body, and the wisps of true qi in his body became more and more difficult.

The real qi was difficult, the movements suddenly slowed down, the moves were naturally sluggish, Xiaohe retreated, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's really good!"

Song Xiaoli's face turned red again, and he felt that Xiaohe was saying words of encouragement, because he was afraid that he would be discouraged, and he was ashamed in his heart.

He secretly decided that he would practice martial arts hard, even if he didn't sleep, he would practice martial arts well.

Xiao Yuesheng also appeared beside them, nodded, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's really good, it's extremely rare to be able to fuse to such an extent when you awaken for the first time." ”

Song Xiaoli was a little confused, but it seemed that it was not Sister Xiaohe who specially praised herself, but really.

"Little brother, practice hard, don't worry, it will get better and better. Xiao Yuesheng patted Song Xiaoli's shoulder and smiled gently.

"Hmm!" Song Xiaoli nodded heavily, greatly encouraged.

He left the practice ground in front of the bamboo forest, returned to his house, hid in the house, and practiced hard.

Although Xiao Yuesheng said that there was no need to worry, he had a big ambition in his heart, but he didn't want to delay for a moment, and he couldn't sleep or sleep.

Xiao Yuesheng sat in the small pavilion, but he knew his every move well, as if in front of him, shook his head and smiled, and did not stop it.

Master led into the door, practice in everyone, if there is no diligence, even if the talent is good, but it is difficult to become a great tool, this Song Xiaoli, although the qualifications are dull, but persistent and hardworking, but also a talent that can be created.

But in addition to himself, in the world, I am afraid that he is mostly regarded as a piece of rotten wood.

Just as his mind was floating in reverie, a knock on the door suddenly sounded from a distance, and the little lotus beside him floated out of the small pavilion, two ups and downs, came to the courtyard gate, and opened the door with his hand.

When she saw the person standing outside the door, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, revealing a trace of displeasure, but she didn't say anything bad, just said coldly: "It turned out to be you!"

More than ten big men were standing outside the door, and the first one was the little lotus, who was the Song Chengju who stole himself and the old horse.

Song Chengju saw Xiaohe, his eyes suddenly lit up, he turned to the man behind him, and said busily: "Big brother, this is it!"

The man was a thin man, burly and majestic, and even spirited, far inferior to Song Chengju.

But the eyes of more than ten people were focused on this person, obviously obeying his orders, obviously, he was Song Chengju's eldest brother Song Chengyang.

These big men are wearing blue robes, and they look a little less fierce and a little more elegant, but their bodies are too burly, and they are always a little incongruous when they wear them.

The eyes of these people are shining, the cold is pressing, and they don't look like good stubble, and they follow Song Chengju in a half-fan shape, protecting Song Chengyang and Song Chengju in the middle.

Song Chengyang's eyes seemed to be open, as if he was dozing off, and when he saw the second brother talking, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiaohe.

Xiao He only felt two cold lightning burst out, as if two cold swords were stabbing straight at him, quite sharp, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, girl's name?" Song Chengyang hugged his fists and asked in a deep voice, his expression was calm and a little atmospheric.

He stood with Song Chengju, looking thin and short, but once he spoke, he was atmospheric and calm, and suddenly appeared more calm and convincing, far better than Song Chengju's impatient demeanor.

Xiaohe shook his head and said, "I'm just a little maid, what kind of name do I have?...... Are you looking for my lord to take revenge?"

"Don't dare!" Song Chengyang waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "...... This time I came here not to take revenge, but to apologize!"

Xiaohe was slightly stunned, and glanced at Song Chengyang, wanting to see if he was telling the truth.

Seeing Song Chengyang's solemn expression and no unusual appearance at all, Xiaohe nodded, slowly believed his words, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go in first to report it!"

"There's Miss Lao!" Song Chengyang nodded slowly.

Xiaohe bowed slightly, the courtyard door was not closed, twisted his willow waist, and came to the small pavilion, and said to Xiao Yuesheng in a coquettish voice: "Master, are they really here to apologize?"

Xiao Yuesheng put down the snow porcelain and swallowed it, groaned slightly, shook his head and said, "It's useless to guess, it's better to let them in and see what tricks are played." ”

"Yes. Xiaohe answered, floated out of the small pavilion again, and came to the gate of the courtyard.

Song Chengyang and the others stood outside the gate of the courtyard, without looking in, smelling a faint fragrance, Xiaohe stood at the entrance of the courtyard and invited them in.

I entered the courtyard, turned the screen in front, bypassed the rockery, and came to the small pavilion.

Xiao Yuesheng stood in the small pavilion, holding on to the railing, quietly looking at them who were gradually approaching, his eyes were calm and warm, and he couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow.

Song Chengyang walked slowly, his expression was calm, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelids drooped, as if he didn't look at Xiao Yuesheng.

But secretly, he stared at Xiao Yuesheng for a moment, observing his every move, like an eagle's eyes.

When he got closer, Xiao He said coquettishly: "This is my master!"

"I've seen this hero, haven't you asked the hero ...... his name?" Song Chengyang hugged his fists and saluted, his expression was calm and his bearing was calm.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "The surname is Xiao, and the cheap name is not enough to worry about, I don't know why you are here?"

"That's right. Song Chengyang took a step forward, a smile appeared on his thin face, and said slowly: "My brother is young and vigorous, and he has offended a lot and done something inappropriate,...... This time, I brought him here to confess to the hero!"

"If you want to take care of the sin, it's better to ask the little brother, it doesn't matter. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, smiled lightly, and glanced at Song Chengju, who was pursed and indignant.

"It should be ,...... It is true that he should confess to the little brother, but he does not know where he has been, so he cannot do so. Song Chengyang nodded, showing a look of approval and a little regret.

"Coincidentally, this little brother is right here with me. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, turned to Xiao He and said, "Invite the little brother here." ”

Xiao Hejiao responded with a "yes", twisted her willow waist, and walked away, her steps seemed slow, but it was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Song Chengyang's expression was sluggish, and then he smiled again and said, "It's really a coincidence!"

As he spoke, he slowly approached Xiao Yuesheng and said with a smile: "My brother has always been negligent in discipline, and he has always acted as he pleases, never thinking about other people's feelings, and he has a headache below. ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled coldly, glanced at Song Chengju, and shook his head.

"Do it!" Suddenly, a broken cry sounded in the field, Song Chengyang's figure suddenly accelerated, and he shot at Xiao Yuesheng like an arrow.

The rest of the people unfolded their bodies one after another, like several goshawks, swooping towards Xiao Yuesheng, each attacking in one direction, obviously having a tacit understanding.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, but he didn't move until Song Chengyang's palm slapped his chest and was about to be imprinted, he shook it slightly.

Song Chengyang's heart just rose with joy, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and the person who wanted to hit disappeared, empty.

He was horrified in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, there was another flower in front of him, and Xiao Yuesheng's figure appeared again, as if everything was a dream just now, Xiao Yuesheng had been staying there and had not moved, it was just an illusion.

Because Xiao Yuesheng was missing, his palm had been withdrawn at this time, but his body rushed in the direction of Xiao Yuesheng, so he could only twist his body and avoid it obliquely.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help him dodge, raised his sleeves, and his movements were understated, as if he was brushing away a fly.

Song Chengyang only felt a huge force like a flood surging over, knocked himself away, flew up involuntarily, crossed the rockery, and fell to the door.

He wanted to get up, but he felt a sharp pain in his body, as if all his internal organs had been shattered.

"Poof" A mouthful of hot blood spurted out and fell to the ground, dripping brightly.

"Bang" "Bang"

Several voices sounded, and several people fell to his side one after another, all of them were his subordinates, they fell to the ground, unable to get up, the corners of their mouths were stained with blood, and it seemed that all of them were not lightly injured.

They wanted to get up, but their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by something, and they had no power to move, but fortunately they could still speak.

Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the small pavilion, as if he hadn't moved at all, shook his head and sighed: "I can't measure my strength, I'm overbearing!"

"You...... Who are you?!" Song Chengyang tried his best to raise his body, and asked in a hiss voice across the rockery.

"Who am I, and what do I have to do with you?!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, really too lazy to pay attention to such a character.

Song Chengju fell in front of his eldest brother, lying on the ground at this time, laughing: "Don't you dare to report to the house?!"

"What if you dare, what if you don't dare?!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, with a teasing mind.

"What kind of hero is a big husband who dares to act and hides his head and tail?!" Song Chengju snorted loudly, obviously making a radical general.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't bother to pay attention, waved his hand and said, "Get out,...... If I run into you again, don't even think about leaving!"

His tone was flat, but with Sensen's killing intent, it was more terrifying than his vicious words.

At this time, Xiaohe walked slowly with Song Xiaoli, and saw Xiao Yuesheng standing alone in the small pavilion, with no one around, and was very curious.

"Master, what about people?!" Xiaohe stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "It's all outside the door." ”

Xiaohe's figure floated, rising, like a floating cloud, flying over the rockery, falling in front of them, frowning, looking at them.

"Invite them in and have a fight with the little brother!" Xiao Yuesheng commanded slowly, and it sounded directly in Xiao He's ears.

Xiaohe's eyes lit up, bent down to investigate everyone's injuries, and said with a smile: "It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter." ”

As soon as her words fell, everyone flew up one after another, people were in the air, the acupoints were unlocked, and they were all busy mobilizing their internal breath and stabilizing their bodies.

When they landed, they happened to land in the open space in front of the bamboo forest, where Xiaohe and Song Xiaoli were quietly waiting for them.

"It's you rabbit cub!" Song Chengju was immediately furious when he saw Song Xiaoli, his eyes widened, and he scolded loudly.

"That's it...... It's me!" Song Xiaoli was also extremely angry, Song Chengju gave him too much pain and insults, and his sin was unforgivable.

"You little cub is here, but you don't have to search for it!" Song Chengju sneered, his body shook, and he jumped in front of Song Xiaoli, reaching out to grab his face.

Although Song Xiaoli was angry, his face was calm, and he couldn't be insulted again by his enemy in front of Sister Xiaohe.

When Song Chengju's hand came closer, Song Xiaoli did not move under his feet, stretched out his hand, and blocked his chest, which was the place where Song Chengju must grasp.

Song Chengju's hand suddenly grabbed Song Xiaoli's wrist, he was conceited that Kong Wu was powerful, and his heart was overjoyed, and he pulled it hard, and he wanted to pull it towards him.

But under the pull, he didn't move, as if he was pulling an iron pillar, he turned his head in surprise, but saw Song Xiaoli sneering, suddenly twisting his body, and his wrist turned over.

His twist was extremely weird, as if all the strength in his body was vented through his wrist, Song Chengju only felt a huge force coming, and his fingers couldn't help but let go.

At this moment, there was a pain in the abdomen, but it was Song Xiaoli who kicked it out, hitting his lower abdomen and almost hitting his life.

Two days ago, Song Xiaoli was just an ordinary person who didn't know anything, and Song Chengju bullied him, like an eagle dealing with a chicken, so he was also a little careless and was hit by Song Xiaoli's move.

"Uh......" Song Chengju bent up like a lobster, slowly fell to the ground, holding his lower abdomen, although he tried his best to hold back, he still moaned.

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, Song Xiaoli would not show mercy at his feet, and he couldn't wait to kick him into several pieces.

"Second brother!" Song Chengyang hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, anxious in his heart.

Holding Song Chengju's hand, after Song Chengyang took a look, he put his mind at ease, knowing that it was only the pain of flesh and skin, and it was okay.

He stood up slowly, his eyes were sharp, he looked at Song Xiaoli deadly, and said coldly: "Good martial arts, good hot hands!"

Song Xiaoli didn't say a word, lest his stammering words make people laugh, but it was better to be silent as gold, and more magnificent.

"Ask for a lesson or two. Song Chengyang said slowly.

Song Xiaoli nodded, still didn't speak, but his hands were slowly raised, and his hands were held into a strange gesture, which seemed to be closed or not, seemed to be open or not, but it was implicitly mysterious.

This is the boxing method he practiced, although he doesn't know how powerful it is, but he is very confident, because this is the martial arts passed on by Mr. Xiao.

Song Chengyang stepped sideways into his palm, exhaled and let out a deep cry, which was deafening and aching, and seemed to be buzzing all the time.

Song Xiaoli didn't care, he just stared at his eyes, and when he saw the attack on his left chest, his feet moved, and he suddenly rushed forward, and the oblique position happened to avoid Song Chengyang's right palm.

Song Chengyang changed his moves, and Song Xiaoli also changed his moves, without any sense of delay.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought more than a dozen rounds, and the more they came later, the more frightened Song Chengyang became, and slowly fell to the downside.

I only feel that Song Xiaoli's moves are becoming more and more, and at the beginning, it was only those two moves, although they were subtle, they could be prevented.

But in this way, Song Xiaoli's moves are becoming more and more familiar, as if he has practiced a set of martial arts for many years, but he has not practiced for a period of time, and he has been abandoned.

Song Xiaoli only felt that he was like a fish in water, the more he fought, the more comfortable he became, as if he had it at his fingertips, all of them were clever moves, forcing the other party to be busy changing his moves, this feeling was hearty, it was really unprecedentedly happy, and he couldn't help but want to sing loudly.

"Bang!" Song Xiaoli's fist hit Song Chengyang's chest, and he only felt a sharp breath penetrate into his heart.

I want to block it, but the internal force is heavy, but it is useless at all, the other party's internal force is not strong, but it is extremely strong, like a silver needle, it is extremely difficult to prevent.

He only felt a pain in his heart, like being bitten by an insect, his body couldn't help spasming, and he collapsed to the ground softly, and it was difficult to support it.

"Pap" "Pap" Xiao Yuesheng slapped her face, stood in the small pavilion, and looked at Song Xiaoli with an approving expression.

Song Chengyang and Song Chengju were both defeated, but some other big men were directly restrained by Xiaohe and could no longer move.

"Little brother, it's amazing!" Xiaohe stepped forward and praised coquettishly.

"I ...... I ......, "Song Xiao is leaving Ai Ai, I'm embarrassed to speak."

Xiao Yuesheng took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Little brother, go back and rest first, these people, Xiaohe will deal with them." ”

"Yes......" Song Xiaoli nodded, didn't dare to look at Xiaohe, and left in a hurry.

"Master, it seems that you have passed on her very exquisite martial arts!" Xiao He Yingying stepped forward, and while lifting one by one, she directly lay the people on the ground outside the courtyard.

"Although it is not the top skill, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people. Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

Xiaohe stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "I think he is very good, and he seems to have a good talent." ”

"Hehe......" Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but laugh.

(To be continued)