The best strategy for fast wear

The group first found an inn to live in. When booking the room, Su Yuanqiu and Wen Yan looked at each other tacitly, and arranged Gu Mingzheng and Jiyue in a room. I lived with two other children.

Gu Mingzheng had to admit that his younger brothers and younger sisters were better than the other, and they made people feel like a spring breeze without a sound. When walking with them, they didn't feel the slightest discomfort, on the contrary, they were very comfortable.

As the only older girl, Wen Yan rolled up her sleeves and began to organize the three guest rooms. The three children followed her to help, while Su Yuanqiu was afraid that the food here would not satisfy everyone's appetite, so she ran to the kitchen.

Gu Mingzheng helped carry everyone's luggage in.

Seeing that everyone was busy with work and he was the only one sitting idle, Jiyue couldn't help asking: "What am I doing?"

"Little Martial Uncle is an elder, just sit and supervise us." Wen Yan said as it should.

Qing Ye smiled and poured him a cup of hot tea: "Little uncle drinks tea."

Eleven and Twelve moved in unison to pile up a table of pastries and fruits, and put them in front of him.

Gu Mingzheng put down the luggage in his hands, walked over with a smile, kissed him on the cheek, put the small windmill that Aoba bought in his hand, and continued to take things.

Jiyue turned the small windmill, blinked her eyes in a daze, and then silently began to eat.

Seeing that he was so "obedient", everyone looked away with confidence.

When it was almost dusk, the room and luggage were almost tidied up. Su Yuanqiu just ran back and asked everyone to go down for dinner.

"Why do you have to eat so much? You won't be able to eat any more after dinner." Gu Mingzheng returned after setting up the carriage, and saw that there were two empty plates in front of Jiyue, he couldn't help but frowned.

Jiyue handed the remaining piece to his mouth, Gu Mingzheng bit it down, loosened his brows, and pushed him outside, "Eat less before meals next time."

"Little Ye Zi also ate a lot on the street before," Wen Yan said with a smile, "It's hard to go down the mountain, big brother, don't be so serious."

Qingye Chick nodded like a pecking rice: "Yeah."

When they reached the stairs, Gu Mingzheng picked up Jiyue, and Su Yuanqiu moved the wheelchair, told the children to slow down, and said with a smile: "If you don't care about it, you guys will go crazy."

As long as it is a girl's house, no matter how old they are, once they become addicted to shopping, it will be a disaster for men, Wen Yan and Qing Ye are no exception.

"It's okay." Jiyue looked at them, then at Gu Mingzheng, and said, "Senior Brother Sect Leader is not here."

Gu Mingzheng raised his eyebrows.

"I'm the biggest," Ji Yue frowned and pointed to herself, "Listen to me."

Wen Yan and Qingye smiled, and Gu Mingzheng couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, little uncle. Just let them get used to it."

Su Yuanqiu tutted her head and shook her head—elder brother, don't you yourself spoil the little uncle!

Everyone sat around the table by the window, Su Yuanqiu slightly lowered his voice, "I went out to inquire about it just now, two days ago, Meng Sheng brought Shen Yao back to the Wulin League."

"So fast?" Wen Yan calculated the time.

"We took a carriage, and they rode a horse. It was about the same two days earlier." Gu Mingzheng said.

Su Yuanqiu nodded, "Eldest brother is right. But Meng Sheng's temperament, after suffering such a big loss in our Nanshan, it is reasonable to say that there will be a lot of trouble, but I didn't hear the slightest rumor. This is not like that. The style of a young leader."

Gu Mingzheng said: "You also said that he is the leader of the young alliance, and there is another one on top of his head."

In the current situation in the world, not to mention his son being beaten, even if the martial arts leader himself was beaten, he would not be so stupid as to start a war with Nanshan.

Su Yuanqiu thought it was right, but Wen Yan frowned and said, "Since Meng Sheng has returned, how should we find the Lotus Order?"

"Wait." Ji Yue suddenly said a word.

Gu Mingzheng smiled when he heard the words, and it happened that Xiao Er was serving the food at this time. After Xiao Er left, he scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of Jiyue, and then said: "When we were in Nanshan, Meng Sheng had nothing to do with us, but now we are here If Meng Sheng knew we were here in the territory of the Martial Arts League, would he still swallow his anger?"

"Of course not!" Wen Yan raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and began to eat in peace.

Jiyue smiled slightly, and brought some food for Gu Mingzheng, "Eat more."

"Be careful of burning." Gu Mingzheng whispered from time to time, as if looking after a child.

Even though they got used to it along the way, everyone still felt that their eyes were a little bright and their teeth were a little sore, so they ate in silence, pretending that they didn't exist.

After eating, everyone who was tired all day went back to rest.

Wen Yan and Qingye are still discussing where to go tomorrow.

But they didn't expect that Meng Sheng's actions were much faster than what they discussed.

Early the next morning, there was a crackling sound downstairs, as if someone was banging on the door and throwing tables and chairs.

After a while, Xu Su Yuanqiu and Wen Yan went down, and the noise finally stopped.

"It's really noisy." Jiyue covered her head with a quilt. He and Gu Mingzheng had been in the carriage for many days. They just messed around a little last night. Today, someone quarreled Qingmeng. No matter how good a temper is, he will lose his temper, not to mention His temper is not good at all.

Gu Mingzheng didn't expect Meng Sheng to come to find fault so soon, he frowned, and saw Jiyue sitting up, and said expressionlessly: "He brought a master."

Gu Mingzheng understood that it was because Wen Yan and the others would suffer.

So the two quickly put on their clothes and went out. When they got downstairs, they saw Wen Yan being slapped by a middle-aged man and was caught by Su Yuanqiu.

Jiyue's brows turned cold, and when she raised her hand, a jade-blue chain came out of the sky, like a green dragon swaying, breaking the middle-aged man's aura in an instant.

The middle-aged man took a few steps back and looked over with a serious face, but he was hit by the chain unavoidably, and fell heavily on the table beside him, smashing the whole table to pieces.

Sitting at that table were Meng Sheng and Shen Yao who were watching the play.

"You guys..." After not seeing each other for a long time, Shen Yao seemed to be a bit haggard, staring at Gu Mingzheng with a pair of eyes, and murmured: "You are really here!"

Meng Sheng was extremely angry at first, and then saw Jiyue who had just made a move, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, revealing a slightly obscene and arrogant sneer: "Who am I? See you next time."

Ji Yue's gaze swept across Shen Yao's body, and her fingertips flashed suddenly.

The expression of the other old man behind Meng Sheng changed, he grabbed his shoulder and dodged to the side, a few silver needles narrowly brushed past Meng Sheng's face, and were nailed to the pillar behind him.

Jiyue tilted her head, the cinnabar between her brows was as red as blood, "If you dare to look at me like that again, I'll dig your eyes out."

"You look for……"

Before Meng Sheng could finish cursing, Gu Mingzheng said coldly, "I'll dig it for you."

After finishing speaking, he drew his sword swiftly, the sword's intent was towering, and its sharpness was like snow.

Little Wings said "ah", and quickly ran out of the space - this was the first time his host drew his sword after he started learning martial arts, except for the image space.

It has been said before that Gu Mingzheng now has a deep enough foundation in his body, the key is just his understanding.

Different from the martial arts and fighting skills in this world, the martial arts in this world has a kind of illusory artistic conception. It originally thought that it would be difficult for a materialistic rational person like its host to accept it.

However, at this moment, it found that it still underestimated the so-called king-level soul.

As a candidate for the coronation of the king above all the stars, what the little beauty can do, of course its host can also do it.

"So," Little Wing said to himself happily, "Brother mentally handicapped, it's too early to talk about winning or losing. The final winner may be who it is!"

Looking at Gu Mingzheng's unrestrained figure fighting with a sword, Jiyue's eyes gradually brightened.

"Senior brother's martial arts seems to be improving again," Wen Yan exclaimed, "No wonder the master said that among the seven of us, senior brother has the best talent."

Su Yuanqiu nodded and joined the battle.

In the chaos, Shen Yao began to back away from the door, and no one at Meng Sheng's side could take care of him.

Jiyue raised her hand suddenly and directly tied him over.

"You! Why do you always trouble me?" Shen Yao's face turned red and pale.

Jiyue pushed him away in disgust, and said coldly: "Your extremely yin body has been damaged, and there are several Yuanyang auras on your body, messy and disgusting, who has time to trouble you."

"I..." Shen Yao never thought that this matter would be exposed by him, and his face turned pale in an instant, but he said forcefully: "This is my private matter! If someone is willing to treat me well, what does it have to do with you?"

Jiyue said coldly: "You dare to mess around with an extremely yin body, do you have a brain? If the people who have sex with you are all good to you, how can you be treated as a furnace? If things go on like this, they will know martial arts Make great progress, and you will only lose your energy until you die!"

Shen Yao's eyes widened in shock, his breathing was suddenly chaotic, his eyes were red, and he said almost incoherently: "Ruding? What are you talking about? How is it possible? Impossible, no, you are just talking nonsense! I……"

"I want you to die, it's just a matter of moving my fingers." If Shen Yao is still useful, Ji Yue really doesn't want to remind him.

It would be fine if Shen Yao was forced to do so, but it was clearly self-indulgence, Jiyue really couldn't figure out how he would report to so many people's bed for revenge, wasting an excellent martial arts physique in vain.

But at this time, Meng Sheng screamed, covered his scratched left eye, and fell heavily in front of Jiyue.

The subordinate he brought over also fell aside, spitting blood.

Gu Mingzheng put his sword back into its sheath, looked at Jiyue, and said calmly, "Which eye do you want to poach?"

Little Wing, who was watching the battle, couldn't help shivering, feeling again that his host must be in tune with his mentally handicapped brother to some extent.

Jiyue asked Su Yuanqiu to tie her up first.

Gu Mingzheng walked up to him and touched his cheek: "Sure enough, his mouth is hard and his heart is soft."

"That's not true." Jiyue snorted softly: "Qingye and the others are still young, so we can't scare them. Otherwise, they will be yelled to death by the senior brother when they go back."

Gu Mingzheng said "um", thinking to himself, she is indeed a soft and sweet little beauty.

If you really want to do it, just keep Qingye and the others from seeing it.

The author has something to say: Little angel with rice bag, Mr. Gu is a devil =w=