Chapter 716

"Zhong Ling! This sword is not refined in this way, it should be. "

"Martial uncle, you are so annoying. You... You have something against me."

"Be serious, make a good sword..."

"Yuxiu, your sword should be refined like this..."

"Martial uncle, where are your hands?"

"Where to put what? If you don't let it go, how can I teach you... "

Early in the morning, the cloud came down, and Ye Yang began to teach Zhong lingyuxiu how to refine his sword on mangrove peak.

There's no way. Elder martial sister Yunyi is too strict. She just doesn't want Ye Yang's swordsmanship to spread.

This is not, she just left, Ye Yang began to sit.

Very hard to teach the two nephews to refine the sword.

"Excuse me, is nephew Ye Yang in?"

At this time, a very mature female voice interrupted Ye Yang.

"Who is it?"

Ye Yang very displeased mouth asks a way.

They are refining their swords? Do you disturb people like this?

But as soon as I turned around, I saw a very noble, elegant and mature woman coming.

Women are beautiful, and they are in hot shape.

More importantly, she has a sense of maturity.

It looks like I'm in my thirties, but with a sense of charm.

"I've met the headmaster's wife..."

Zhong Ling, Yu Xiu a see, quickly respectful address.

"The headmaster's wife?"

Is this woman the wife of the old master?

"What's the headmaster's wife's? It's called martial uncle. "

The headmaster's wife, Feng Jiaojiao, said with white eyes.

"How are you, martial uncle? What can I do for you?"

Ye Yang asks curiously.

"Martial uncle, of course, has something important to come to see my martial nephew this time. My martial nephew? How about we find a place to talk? "

Feng Jiao Jiao says here, gave Ye Yang to wink next eye.

"Well... Well! This way, martial uncle. Zhong Ling and Yu Xiu, you go to the kitchen to cook. At noon today, my martial uncle has dinner in our house. "

Ye Yang tells Zhong Ling and Yu Xiu.

"Yes, martial uncle."

Zhong Ling and Yu Xiu left immediately.

"Nephew? The woods in front of us are very quiet. Why don't we walk together... "

Feng Jiao Jiao charming smile, to Ye Yang road.

"Of course..."

Ye Yang is also welcome.

"It's said that my martial nephew has refined the secret book of Wudi's cultivation to a thousand levels, and also refined the domineering sword technique to a thousand levels. Even the sword master Ye Wudi was defeated by my martial nephew. When I see my martial nephew today, it really deserves his reputation."

Feng Jiao Jiao gives Ye Yang an ambiguous look.

This way eyes come over, let leaf Yang heart a quiver.

"Uncle, I'm flattered."

Ye Yang is modest.

"I'm so modest. I'm not like the leader. I don't have any skills except practice all day long. All year round, I can't even see a shadow. "

Feng Jiaojiao snorted, a face of resentment.

“……”

Ye Yang doesn't understand. What do you say to me?

"Ouch..."

At this time, Feng Jiao Jiao's foot sprained and fell directly into Ye Yang's arms. Ye Yang immediately helped her.

"Nephew, you are so strong..."

Feng Jiaojiao simply nestles in Ye Yang's arms and acts coquettishly.

"Martial uncle, isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? I'm alone in the woods again..."

“……”

"Why don't you teach me how to sharpen my sword? You see, your sword has stabbed me. "

"I'm very good at swordsmanship. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

"Cut, you look down on me, I am also very strong... Or, try..."

"This..."

Then, there was a sound of Bijian in the forest.

Two or three hours later, the contest was over. Feng Jiaojiao blushed, wiped her sweat, and left with a satisfied smile on her face.

Ye Yang soon came out with a wave of his head and a sigh.

Think you're a Kendo expert?

What happened?

It's not in his hands.

"Martial uncle, how did the leader's wife leave?"

Lin Ye returns home, and Zhong Ling and Yu Xiu greet Lin Ye Dao.

"Bijian lost, so he went back."

Lin Ye waved.

"Well! It's a shame to compete with martial uncle. "

Zhong Ling wrinkled the bridge of the nose, not the taste said.

"That is to say, I don't want to see who..."

Yuxiu also muttered.

"Come on, hurry back to cook. I'm hungry."

"Martial uncle, why are you hungry so fast?"

"No more strength than a sword?"

"Whoa, whoa..."

"In addition, Xianlin conference is about to start, you prepare for me."

"Martial uncle, can we go?"

"It depends on your performance. In the evening, I'll see you in my room... Hehe..."

“……”

……

"How's it going?"

Fengjiaojiao back home, Chunyang real person to meet over, simple and honest asked.

"This nephew! It's not easy. One hand swordsmanship is invincible. You haven't met that kind of perfection! Tut tut... "

Feng Jiao looks like a aftertaste.

If she could, she wanted to do it again.

Unfortunately, she failed.

She is very strong, but compared with Ye Yang, she is too weak.

"I'm right! This is a genius! Super genius, go back and publicize more. He is the future of ziyangmen. "

Chunyang said excitedly.

"Don't worry! I'll take this with me. When I look back, I'll take my sister and have a look. "

Feng Jiao Jiao yawns, some tired appearance way.

"By the way, did you say anything about Xianlin conference?"

Chunyang changed the topic.

"Yes, yes. They say I'll go back and have a rest. I'm tired. I'll go back and have a rest first. "

Feng Jiao Jiao continued to yawn.

"It's just morning. Why are you tired again?"

Chunyang doesn't understand Tao.

"Isn't it a sword match? You blame me. Can you fly to the sky without fighting for three days

Feng Jiao said angrily.

"No... no..."

Chunyang immediately changed her tongue.

He is not afraid of other people, he is afraid of his wife.

You see, not yet?

People turn their ears.

Watching his wife leave, Chunyang curls his mouth. After a moment, it comes back.

"Somebody..."

Chunyang shouts.

"Master..."

A disciple flew in.

"The order goes on. Ye Yang, the elder martial brother, is in full charge of the Xianlin meeting, and he leads the team to participate in it."

Chunyang said.

"Yes, leader..."

Disciple immediately turned to inform.

The next morning.

Ye Yang got up early, but his eyes were a little black. The dark circles were not too tired, but his fists.

Originally! In the evening, he wanted to teach Zhong Ling and Yu Xiu how to sharpen their swords. Then he took them to the Xianlin meeting the next day. As a result, Yunyi came back and punched him directly.

As a result, it didn't work out.

"Are you ready?"

Cloud Yi saw a leaf Yang one eye way.

"Ready."

Ye Yang nodded.

"Come up!"

The clouds summon the flying sword.

"Good..."

Ye Yang falls behind the cloud and embraces it.

Yunyi frowned, felt it, and said angrily, "it wasn't like this before?"

"Elder martial sister, you... You are forcing me..."

Ye Yang is innocent.