How to break into a demon leader?

"Boss, they are here." Two tall and strong men found Yang Ye and the others at the corner of the narrow alley. With a shout, several people scattered in other directions rushed towards this side at the same time.

"Grab it directly, don't talk nonsense with them." One of them attacked them quickly, that guy was like a hill, his fist was like the mouth of a bowl, and there was wind in his movements.

With this punch, a hole can be pierced in the wall, let alone a person.

The young man named Ah Yue didn't even frown or move, but he blocked the imposing punch with just one hand.

The big man and the others never expected this scene. The boy's palm was much smaller than the big man's, but he firmly held the opponent's fist, no matter how hard the opponent struggled, he couldn't shake it off.

Yang Ye was very emotional, how did he do it with a palm that was obviously smaller than himself?No wonder the young man spoke so loudly, he turned out to be a young master!

He peeked at the person next to him, deeply suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

Shi Shuze's delicate eyebrows were always expressionless, and there was no wave on the water, no matter how fierce the fight was, it didn't matter to him.

Even the side profile is so beautiful, Yang Ye was fascinated by it, while Shi Shu seemed to feel the burning gaze.He turned his face, glanced sideways, and then moved away.But just this one glance made Yang Ye freeze, not because he was excited, but because he was poured with cold water and instantly froze into a popsicle.

All enthusiasm has dissipated.

Yang Ye became serious in an instant, and only then did he realize that he was shrouded in a shadow.

"What's the name of that gentleman?" Yang Ye laughed dryly, he didn't know why he asked such a sentence.

The big man on the opposite side was tall and strong, his muscles were tangled, and his clothes were almost torn. He laughed grimly: "Go and ask the Hades!"

There was a strong wind in the fist. It stands to reason that Yang Ye should be afraid, but in his eyes, this person's movements seemed extremely slow, full of flaws, and by accident, he easily avoided the wind of the fist and punched someone bigger than him. The face of a big man with a strong circle.

A person like a hill flew out in an instant, and the wall he hit immediately collapsed.

"The skill is good." Ah Yue said to Yang Ye after knocking down the last enemy, "Why don't we practice."

He was the one who let the water go on purpose just now, he wasn't worried that the miscellaneous things would hurt his master, he just wanted to try Yang Ye, ran out suddenly, and saved them all of a sudden, of course he didn't bother with Yang Ye coming to save him.

Coupled with the pigeon on his body, this person is very suspicious.

The result was as expected, Yang Ye won easily, and Ah Yue was addicted to playing, this amount of exercise didn't even count as a warm-up, so he directly shot at Yang Ye.

However, Luck was not with Yang Ye all the time. The punch just now was like a slap in the face. Now before he could react, he was kicked out and fell on those big guys.

It's so hard, it feels like hitting a rock.

Listening to the wailing all over the floor, the hands and feet of these burly men were abnormally twisted, and they should have been broken. This young man named Ah Yue had already shown mercy to his subordinates, and didn't let him fall to the ground, nor interrupted his movement. hands and feet.

Should he still say thank you?

He was obviously doing good deeds, so why was he beaten up!

"Cuckoo"

When Ah Yue threw Yang Ye out, she grabbed the little gray pigeon.The little gray pigeon didn't struggle, and called twice to Ah Yue, its round head turned to Shi Shuze, who was quietly sitting in a wheelchair, his black bean-like eyes lit up, and it fluttered its little wings, wanting to fly over .

"Don't you look at your current figure, it's as round as a ball, can you still fly?" Ah Yue held the little gray pigeon in disgust.

The chubby gray head lowered, very depressed.

"Let go of my pigeon." Yang Ye walked over with his handsome and sore waist, "I just passed by here to save others, of course I now know that I am unnecessary, I have no malice, I put my pigeon Let go, I'm leaving now."

Ah Yue looked at him meaningfully, "Your pigeon?"

After finishing speaking, he let go, and the little gray pigeon fell down all of a sudden. During this period of time, it became a lot rounder, and the little meaty wings kept flapping and flapping, flying up and down, which was very difficult.

Yang Ye stretched out his hand to catch it, but unexpectedly, this little thing threw itself into Shi Shuze's arms.

Yang Ye's eyes were shining with fire. This little gray pigeon not only bullies the good and fears the evil, but also covets beauty, and sneaks into the arms of the prettiest person present. He is really angry and jealous. Pigeon change.

The little gray pigeon obviously didn't care about Yang Ye's complexities of jealousy and hatred, and she just rolled around in Shi Shuze's arms with all her heart.

"It's too heavy, it's ugly." Shi Shu killed it in one sentence.

Yang Ye brought back the dejected little pigeon. The little gray pigeon's depressed mood has not been relieved, and even the food it has always liked can't lift its spirits.

"Xiaoye, what's the matter with it?" Song Bai rarely touched the soft feathers of the little gray pigeon today.

"It should be Sichun." Yang Ye ate up the little gray pigeon's food on his own.

"Spring has long passed." It took Song Bai a while to understand what Yang Ye was referring to, "Does it have a favorite hen?"

"No." Can he say that the object of the little gray pigeon's unrequited love is not the same species as it?

"Oh, so the little gray pigeon is a female, so it likes a male." Song Bai's thoughts ran wildly in another direction.

Song Bai's words were unintentional, but they accidentally became prophecy.

"Cuckoo" the little gray pigeon gave Song Bai an angry blow.

It is a male, it is a male, and it dares to confuse the gender of this pigeon.

Song Bai touched his red face, and said embarrassedly: "I will pay attention to the defense of men and women, oh, I will not touch you again, no wonder I touched your feathers before, you No matter what, it turns out that it is a hen pigeon, which is shy and really spiritual."

Yang Ye: "..."

Little Gray Pigeon: "..."

The little gray pigeon's blood tank was empty, and it completely fell to the ground. The IQ of human beings is really worrying. It's really fucking, forcing the pigeon to swear.

Yang Ye slept well that night, but when he woke up the next day, he found the window was open, "Didn't I sleep with the window closed last night? Could it be that I remembered wrongly?"

The little gray pigeon raised its eyelids, very disdainful, what a stupid human being.

Song Bai and Yang Ye are still riding together. Song Bai's riding skills are very good, and more importantly, he takes good care of Yang Ye. After a while, he will take the initiative to take a rest. Talking and laughing on the road is not lonely.

However, today there was a small situation.

After driving for a while, Song Bai's palms were itchy at first, but he didn't pay attention to it, but the itching didn't stop, instead it became more and more intense, and finally his whole body was itching.Hu Cardian had to stop, Master Tu came over to have a look, "It's not poisoned, it should be just a skin allergy, Xiaobai, what did you touch today?"

"It's nothing special, it's just the same as usual." Song Bai kept scratching his whole body with his hands, eager to grab a piece of flesh and blood to relieve the itching.

Uncle Tu couldn't see why, so he took some pain and itching medicine for Song Bai to drink.

"Xiaoye, do you feel itchy?" Song Bai and Yang Ye were together all the way, worried that it would infect Yang Ye, Ding Lingping asked.

Yang Ye shook his head, he also felt very strange, before riding the horse, Song Bai was still fine, why did he become like this after riding with him?

Song Bai was extremely itchy and couldn't ride a horse, and Yang Ye didn't know how to ride a horse. He wasn't used to others taking him with him, so the two of them could take a carriage.This carriage is usually prepared for the elders of Hu Benmen, and they happen to be riding on Uncle Tu's carriage.

Song Bai's symptoms eased for a few days, but he still felt itchy, so the two of them staggered in the carriage all the way to Weiying City, the capital of the Wulin League.

Yang Ye lived with Song Bai in the other courtyard arranged by the Wulin League. The courtyard was large enough for hundreds of disciples from the Hujiamen.

There are still a few days before the martial arts conference, and Hu Cardian is considered to be an early arrival school.

Hu Cardian came early because of the [-]th birthday of a close friend of Master Li. On the night of the birthday banquet, Master Li took several elders and important disciples to celebrate his birthday.Song Bai's symptoms were up and down, and Yang Ye shared a room with him so that he could take care of him conveniently.

After a period of hard work, the little gray pigeon finally lost weight and looked very much like when it first met.

When digesting food every day, it no longer stands on Yang Ye's shoulders, but flutters its little wings hard. From the beginning to the end, Yang Ye has to run to catch up with it.

Today, the little gray pigeons flew farther than usual, and before they knew it, they had left the courtyard of Tiger's Gate and came to the street.Weiying City is very large, and it is very lively with people coming and going.

But he couldn't find any trace of the little gray pigeon. Yang Ye was very anxious. You must know that there was a force behind the little gray pigeon. Without it, the poison on Yang Ye's body might not be cured.

Yang Ye looked for it as he walked, thinking that he really should find a rope to tie it up.

A person bumped into him, and Yang Ye rubbed his shoulders. He suddenly remembered the classic scene in the TV series, touched his waist, and the money bag was gone.

"Wait, you hit me just now." Yang Ye turned around and found the person who stole his purse not far away, "Give me back my purse."

He ran into the man's arms, Yang Ye stretched out his hand to push him away, but he didn't push him away, and was locked tightly in the man's arms.

"Whose purse are you talking about? How can taking back your own things be called stealing." A cold voice rang in Yang Ye's ears, and the heat was poured into his ears with his breath. His heart seemed to have been electrified. Su Ma, "As for me hitting you just now, didn't you bump back now?"

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and hugged him again as soon as we met. Yang Ye rubbed his ears, and finally forgot what happened that night.

This person's fluffy words easily aroused it, and the heat wave seemed to be burning from that night to now.

Standing on the street with people coming and going, he actually felt a little weak in his legs.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

A certain pigeon who was disliked during the day saw a familiar figure of its owner that night.

He wanted to pounce, but was ruthlessly rejected.

Heidou watched the master help the temporary host cover the quilt that fell on the ground, and then left.and left.and left.

Little Gray Pigeon: Is it really good to show affection in front of a pigeon?