Chapter 559

Wang quanbaye took a cup of tea, took a sip and looked at the peach blossoms outside the courtyard. "I don't know how brother Nangong spent in Tu mountain. It's a pity. I'll see you next time. I don't know when."

He walked out of the hall with a long sword and began to practice his sword under the peach blossom tree. The sword was not fast and did not have any mana. He looked calm and seemed to be thinking about something.

"No..."

After practicing for a while, the overlord stopped, shook his head again and said, "No."

After coming back these days, he has been thinking about the knife at sunset in Nangong and the artistic conception of that knife.

Regardless of the sword, the final realm is to climb to the realm of one of Italy, clarify your heart and follow the kendo.

Wang quanbaye didn't think he was a genius once in a thousand years, but he thought he had some Kendo talent. Since he saw the knife at the sunset of Nangong, he always dreamed of that scene.

He devoted himself to practicing the sword, but in any case, he couldn't find the feeling... The feeling he once felt when touching the imperial sword.

"Brother Baye ~"

A clear and crisp voice like a lark rings out. If you don't see someone, smell it first.

The sword in the king's power overlord's hand went into the scabbard, one hand back, against the girl's forehead and stopped it in mid air.

He turned and said, "little sister, is this uncle Fei's afternoon class time?"

Wang Quan vomited his tongue when drunk, pulled the sleeve of Wang Quan Baye and said coquettishly, "brother Baye, class is so boring, and you didn't go?"

The overlord knocked his sister on the head, "I told uncle Fei why, why are you absent from school?"

In order to digest the feeling of Nangong sunset Dao, he explained the situation to housekeeper Fei these days. Housekeeper Fei knew clearly and naturally allowed it.

He didn't go to class, but he wasn't lazy. He had been studying kendo. Although he didn't understand the meaning of sword, he also received some other goods.

He looked at his little sister with her forehead in front of him. She had a headache. Her sister was also a first-class talent. She could hypnotize at the age of three and resist things at the age of six. She was gifted with spiritual spells.

It's a pity that he is so naughty that he can't calm down and practice. He is so charming that even housekeeper Fei has no choice.

"Brother, have you been practicing sword here?"

Seeing the sword marks on the ground and the cut peach blossoms, Wang quanzui realized that her brother was really not lazy. She still wanted to play with each other.

"I have some feelings a few days ago. I want to think and absorb it myself."

Domineering.

"Oh? Is it brother sunset's knife? He's really powerful, more powerful than brother Baye."

Wang quanzui also remembered the scene that day. She didn't expect that a child could be so strong. She was only a year or two older than herself.

Brother Baye and the other brother are as old as each other, but they are just better than some adult Taoists. They are not experts, but Nangong sunset killed Xiao Wancheng with a knife.

"Hum, Xiao Wancheng died well, big villain. He still wants to destroy the bride's marriage."

Wang Quan was drunk and said to himself, stepping on the stones on the ground.

King Quan Baye didn't refute his sister's words. He was really not as good as Nangong sunset, and he wouldn't refute it on the grounds that the other party was an expert in his previous life.

Because he knows Tu Shan's reincarnation continuation edge. Before continuation edge, Nangong sunset is Nangong sunset. His knife skill and strength are obtained through his efforts, which has nothing to do with previous lives.

It's just that the king's hegemony is also a little puzzled. Is it true that someone will be a natural rebel in every life?

And he read the ancient books yesterday. How did he feel that every life since the sunset in Ouyang has become more and more outrageous?

The ancestor of the royal family, Wang Quan Wumu, made friends with Ouyang sunset. In the narration left by wind, rain and lightning, it is said that Wumu ancestor once understood the meaning of the Royal sword at the age of 12, and Ouyang sunset tied with Wumu ancestor at that time.

However, it is recorded in modern history that Dugu sunset once used the idea of knife when he was seven or eight years old to force back the people from Zhangjiahe and Xiao family who went to Tushan.

In this life, it's even more exaggerated. Although Xiao Wancheng is very bad, his strength is an indisputable expert in the Taoist League. He can defeat ordinary demon kings, but he was killed by Nangong sunset, who is seven or eight years old.

Really, can someone... Be so outrageous?

"Brother Baye, what are you thinking?"

Wang Quan asked curiously when he saw that his brother had been silent.

"I wonder why brother Nangong is so strong, how he understands the meaning of the sword at a young age, and how I should move forward in kendo."

Wang Quan Baye shook his head. He was thinking too much.

"Oh ~ ~"

The king's power was drunk and dragged on, with a sudden look, "brother Ba ye, you want to see brother sunset!"

The king was stunned and then smiled, "maybe."

He really wants to see Nangong sunset again and ask all kinds of questions.

"Let's... Go out and play? Go east and maybe meet brother sunset."

Wang quanzui grabbed his brother's arm, and Jiao Didi's voice was like the bewitchment of the devil.

"Get out?"

The king looked up at the sky and birds flew by.

When he saw his brother speak, he was silent. The king was drunk and thought that his brother would teach himself a lesson and let her practice diligently.

But who knows, the overlord of the king was silent for a moment and said, "go out, OK, go out and have a look. Maybe it can be more beneficial to my sword."

"Then go now!"

Wang quanzui was pleasantly surprised. She has been looking forward to this day for a long time. It's the most exciting to sneak out to play!

"If you practice well at home, I'll apply to Uncle Fei."

The words of King's hegemony ruthlessly extinguished the illusion of King's drunkenness.

He did think that his sister's proposal was good, but her younger sister was young and noisy, so she was easy to make trouble after going out, and his strength was not enough to take care of her.

"Hum, brother Boye wants to go private, but he doesn't take me! Brother, you've changed, you don't love me!"

Wang Quan snorted and put his hand in front of him, looking like he was going to cry.

The overlord's face darkened, "little sister, who taught you these words?"

"Ah? That's what's written in the script?"

Wang quanzui didn't realize what he said was wrong.

"Practice more spells you are good at. When your strength is high, I'll take you out next time."

Wang quanbaye touched his sister's head, thought about it and added: "also, don't read those messy books!"

With that, he took the unhappy King drunk to the place where housekeeper Fei was located.

"Oh? Young master, do you want to go out and practice?"

Housekeeper Fei was sitting in the rocking chair in the yard. His fat body fell into the chair and looked like a warm fat man everywhere.

"May I?"

The king asked respectfully.

"Have you asked the master?"

Housekeeper Fei asked.

"This... My father is unwell and I dare not disturb him."

The king's overlord hesitated. He didn't dare to ask his father. Since his father's health was getting worse and worse, he rarely bothered. The courses in kendo were also taught by housekeeper Fei.

"That's all. I'll go and say it over there, sir."

Housekeeper Fei waved his hand and sat up. "Young master, you can go out, but we need to make three rules."

"Uncle Fei, please."

The overlord of the throne was delighted. He didn't expect to get permission so easily.

Housekeeper Fei paced in the yard. "First, the young master is not allowed to expose himself as a member of the royal family."

The king was puzzled, but nodded in agreement.

"Second, I will send someone to talk to the young master for a month. The young master is not allowed to get rid of them."

King Quan Baye nodded. He knew that his family must not be at ease. He was not arrogant enough to think that he could go anywhere at his age.

Housekeeper Fei stretched out three fingers, "third, you are not allowed to paint the mountain."

The third condition was stunned by the overlord of the imperial power. In the smiling expression of housekeeper Fei, he felt guilty and didn't expect to be seen through.

He originally wanted to go to Tu mountain to find Nangong sunset and compete with each other to strive for a deeper understanding of kendo.

"I'm going too, I'm going too!"

Wang quanzui was bouncing around.

"Little sister, you..."

The king was trying to educate his sister, but unexpectedly, housekeeper Fei nodded, "yes, just like the old slave just said."

"Yes!"

Wang Quan jumped up with a smile and hung it on housekeeper Fei, "thank you, uncle Fei."

Then I don't forget to make a face for my brother, which makes you want to get rid of me. Hee hee, now I can go out and play.

Of course, the king didn't want to take his sister out, but housekeeper Fei agreed, and he seemed to have no reason to refuse his sister again.

Don't you want to go to Tushan... Well, it's good to go out and see brother Yang.

Housekeeper Fei looked at the two small figures leaving, with a warm smile on his face.

Master, the young master also began to grow up and think for himself. This day came after all.

I'm afraid the king's power will never think of it. The old owner of the king's power has been waiting for the king's power to put forward his own travel.

There is a limit to the sword you practice at home.

If you don't walk through this heaven and earth, how can you cut a sword out of heaven and earth?

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At the same time, Yang Fu.

In the pavilion, Yang Yanzheng and her husband are sitting there playing chess and enjoying the sweet life after their wedding.

After a disaster, they cherish this hard won fate even more.

Yang Yan was thinking hard with a white child. Suddenly, a figure broke in and startled her. The chess pieces in her hand fell on the chessboard and disrupted a piece.

She pretended to be helpless and looked, "sigh, why are you so rash?"

In fact, the wooden surname sitting opposite squinted and saw through his lover's mind. He clearly felt that the chess pieces were disturbed. He was very happy.

Yang Yi sighed and saluted with a fist. With an apology, he said, "I'm really sorry for disturbing my sister-in-law's chess game with a sigh of recklessness. Let me help you set it up."

After saying that, he began to restore the chessboard, and by the way, he helped his sister-in-law to "arrange" the white child that she finally fell.

At this time, looking at the chessboard, the last white son completely reversed the situation and turned the dead chess into a live chess, which can be called the finishing touch.

Yang Yan touched his nephew's head and couldn't hide the smile around his mouth. "Sigh son has a good memory."

Her husband twitched at the corners of his mouth, but although he was an honest man, he didn't talk about his wife cheating in such a thing. It was a fatal act.

"Sigh, come to me. Is there anything else?"

Yang Yan asked with a smile. It must have a purpose to be courteous for no reason.

Yang sighed and leaned close to her sister-in-law and whispered, "can you lend me some money, sister-in-law?"

Yang Yan was stunned. "What do you want money for? Isn't your allowance enough?"

Yang sighed, glanced at his uncle, hesitated and said, "I want to go out."

"Go out to play? Where are you going? You still need to ask your sister-in-law for money?"

Yang Yan was suspicious.

Yang sighed and raised his right hand. His index finger and thumb were close, leaving a gap. "This time, it's a little far away."

"What!"

Yang Yan stood up, "do you want to travel far?"

Yang Yi sighed and saw that the maidservants in the distance heard the movement and looked here. Rao was in a calm state of mind. He was also a little anxious. He quickly put his finger in front of his mouth, "sister-in-law, keep your voice down. I believe that sister-in-law came to you."

"No, you are so young. What if you go out and meet bad people?"

Yang Yan refused.

"Auntie, didn't you meet your uncle when you went out on a trip? It's very important to go out on a trip."

Yang Yitan tried to persuade.

Yang Yan said with a smile, "Oh, your sister-in-law, I didn't go out until I was 16. You're only halfway there. Besides, take me and your uncle for example. It's a young age. It's like looking for a niece and daughter-in-law for me?"

Yang Yitan was not old enough to be shy about such things, so he retorted on the core argument: "but aunt... When you were 16, you should not be as good as I am now."

Yang Yan was speechless for a moment. She had a good relationship with her little nephew and knew that the other party was a genius. There were not many people who could beat him in Yang's house, not to mention her 16-year-old self. Even now, she is not the opponent of her nephew.

"Aunt ~"

Yang yisighed, endured discomfort, launched the final skill, looked up and looked at his sister-in-law with big eyes.

Yang Yan's forehead has a headache. "OK, OK, I'm afraid of you. Take it. This is fifty Liang gold. Save some use. Be careful on the way and come back early."

Yang Yi sighed and took the money bag. He was delighted, but he still confirmed: "aunt, you won't tell... Father?"

"What do you say? Let's go, or I'll go to your father now."

Yang Yan smiled and waved.

Yang sighed helplessly, put away his money bag and ran away.

"I can't see. There's still this side with a sigh. When I first met, I thought it was a very cold child."

Childe Mu sighed. I'm afraid only his wife can see the cute side.

Yang Yan got up, stretched himself and walked outside the pavilion.

"Stop playing chess? What's this for?"

Childe Mu asked with a smile.

Yang Yan looked back and smiled. "Of course, I'm going to inform eldest brother. How can I really let him go out alone."

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At this time, in the Tu mountain and outside the sea of flowers, three figures attached to a big white furry dog stood there.

The three children wore wooden masks with indescribable appearance on their faces.

Lu Chen did not want to make complaints about the standard of elegant art. He and Ya Ya still had the two original masks, and the new masks of the pear painted clothes were not good enough.

Punishing evil, promoting good, and the new messenger of justice are ready and about to start.

Huh? Why justice?

Because Hua Liyi always wanted to be a partner of justice.