Peach Fortune Ring

"Clap clap clap!"

Song Yan walked to the door, slapped the door panel, and shouted to the two guards outside the door: "Go and call my father, I have something to tell him!"

Because of yesterday's molesting incident, Huang Liang was shut up in the study by his city lord's father, Huang Shan, for self-reflection, and he was prevented from walking out of the study for half a month.

"Master, please wait a moment, the young one will report to the lord!"

The two guards discussed, one continued to stay behind, and the other rushed to report to Huangshan.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The study door opened, and a middle-aged man in a large brocade robe pushed open the study door and walked in, exuding a majestic aura all over his body: "You bastard, what kind of moth did you come up with?"

[Author's digression]: Second update

560 Chapter Nine I Want to Practice Martial Arts

Facing Huang Shan's scolding, if he were Huang Liang in the past, he would definitely shrink his head and show a timid look.

But now the former Huang Liang is gone, replaced by Song Yan.

He met Huang Shan's sharp gaze without fear: "Father, I want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei Sect!"

Huang Shan was stunned for a moment, how did his son, who only knows how to do stupid things, change his temper.

"Why do you want to practice martial arts?"

A look of shame appeared on Song Yan's face, and he said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Yesterday, I was beaten up by that stinky bitch, and I almost lost my face to my grandma's house, so I want to fight back. shame!"

"Bastard, what are you talking about? Do you practice martial arts just to beat women!" Huang Shan scolded again, although his tone was still harsh, but there was a little more joy in his eyes. The honor is really...

It would be great if you could lose weight through martial arts.

"I don't care, I just want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei sect!" Song Yan shouted.

Huang Shan was silent for a while and said: "It's not impossible to practice martial arts. For my father, I will arrange two martial arts masters for you to teach you how to practice martial arts. However, it is not easy to join the Qingwei Sect. You should give up this thought!"

"Aren't you the city lord? Does the Qingwei sect dare not accept me?" Song Yan pretended to be stupid.

"Hmph!" Huang Shan couldn't help snorting coldly: "Lingzhou, Tianhe Prefecture, and Yanzhou are all under the jurisdiction of the Qingwei Sect. I, the city lord, may seem majestic, but I am subject to the Qingwei Sect everywhere, and the Qingwei Sect accepts disciples very strictly. , if your aptitude is good, that's all right, with my old face, I can get you to join the Qingwei sect, but you really can't get on the stage, how can the Qingwei sect accept you!"

Speaking of this, Huang Shan couldn't help sighing: "Thinking of how wise and powerful I am, Huang Shan, why did I give birth to a son like you? It's like a tiger father and dog son!"

"Is there anyone as narcissistic as you?" Song Yan muttered.

"What did you say?" Huang Shan glanced over.

"Nothing!"

"Okay, my father will arrange for you to practice martial arts. For these two days, you should stay here and reflect!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Huang Shan strode out of the study.

However, the moment he turned around, his tiger face suddenly became extremely bright.

Early morning two days later.

In the Martial Arts Field of the City Lord's Mansion, a fat figure was running around the martial arts field.

Standing at the edge of the martial arts arena were two young men dressed as servants. They glanced at Song Yan who was sweating profusely on the martial arts arena, and couldn't help whispering.

"Xiao Hu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts?"

Xiaohu curled his lips: "It should be stimulated!"

Xiao Wu nodded approvingly: "I think so, but I guess our young master can last half an hour at most!"

"You are so brave, you dare to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only hold on for a quarter of an hour!"

Then, the two snickered for a while.

On the martial arts arena, Song Yan could only feel the sweat pouring out of his body. After running around, his clothes were all wet. In fact, it was really easy for him to return to his original slender figure, but that was too shocking. That's why he deliberately proposed to Huangshan to practice martial arts.

It won't look awkward when you lose weight when the time comes.

One lap!

Two laps!

Three laps!

Five laps!

Gradually, a look of shock appeared on the faces of Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu, and their mouths were slightly opened, with a hint of disbelief.

At some point, Huang Shan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena.

"How long has the young master been running?"

"what!"

Hearing Huang Shan's voice, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu quickly turned around and saluted.

"Okay, don't be too polite!"

"Thank you, my lord, the young master has already run five full laps!" Xiaohu said.

Hearing this, Huang Shan couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Could it be that this bastard boy really changed his temper? He glanced across the martial arts arena, only to find that all the ground Song Yan ran on became wet. For a moment, he always felt relieved.

As soon as Huangshan appeared, Song Yan discovered it, and he quietly restored the fat body that was shaking regularly, so as not to be discovered by him who has the cultivation level of a master.

The force value of this world is still very strong.

Take his personal servants, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu, for example. Both of them have reached the first level of Qi refining, possessing a strength of [-] jin. Coupled with the increase in profound energy and martial skills, the power of a punch can reach at least [-]. catty.

After running two more laps, Song Yan returned to the edge of the martial arts arena deliberately kicking his breath, and shouted at the two servants: "What are you doing standing there, take water and towels!"

"Yes Yes!"

The two quickly showed flattering smiles, grabbed towels and cold water and greeted them.

"Master, please wipe your sweat."

"Master, please drink water!"

Song Yan grabbed the towel angrily and wiped off the sweat on his face, then took the water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

After resting for a while, he started to run around again, and the two of them looked at each other, when did his young master become so diligent.