"Try?"

"That is to say, Qin Guanshi is not sure of your strength?" Watching the butterfly dance, he walked behind Zhao Xin and gave him a massage. He asked suspiciously.

Zhao Xin nodded. Although Qin Guanshi didn't know his real strength, he should be able to see some clues.

However, in this way, Qin Guanshi still let him have a try, which shows that the assessment of becoming a formal disciple is not simple.

"Think about it."

Zhao Xin throws the letter on the table, suddenly grabs the jade hand of the butterfly dance and pulls the butterfly dance into his arms.

A pair of claws began to wander restlessly in the butterfly dance.

"How are you getting along with them these two days?"

"Not bad. They seem to respect you very much, and they are very polite to me and Mengmeng."

"It's not so easy to get rid of the inferiority in their hearts."

Zhao Xin sighed. This is the only shortcoming of the old one. Cheng Yaojin has nothing to do with it.

When he heard that Cheng Yaojin had been beaten with a hundred spirit sticks, his leg was almost broken, and he got up to blow Ouyang Tianyu away, which surprised Zhao Xin. It also made him believe that Cheng Yaojin was not simple, otherwise he would be sorry for his name.

In recent days, watching butterfly dance and di Mengmeng have nothing to do, so they practice martial arts with Ji Xiaoying.

For them, both guandiewu and di Mengmeng gave each other everything they could. They felt their sincerity, and Ji Xiaoying's respect for Zhao Xin was even more terrifying.

Almost to the point of death, his loyalty can not be described.

The butterfly dance suddenly said.

"Xianggong, Mengmeng and I want to take Ximei and them home in two days."

"Want to go home and see your family?"

In Zhao Xin's mind, Xi Mei is silent, but she is firm in her work. She listens more, talks less and does more. She has many things to do to watch the butterfly dance. She is still a trustworthy person and can be entrusted with important tasks.

"Yes."

"Yes, but now my husband won't let you go."

For a long time did not appear in the bath fire poured into my heart.

Zhao Xin stretched out his hand and held guandiewu in his arms.

Watching butterfly dance is very enjoyable, breathing thick, issued bashful gibberish.

All of a sudden, I fell down to watch the butterfly dance.

In the room, spring is shining.

doorway.

As soon as di Mengmeng went upstairs, a jade hand reached out and pulled her in,

…………

The gate.

Mu qingshuo saw Cheng Yaojin holding a huge stone mill at the door and said, "where's the boss

"The boss is practicing in the secret room."

"Has steward Qin ever been here?"

"I've just been here."

"It seems that the boss should know about the examination of registered disciples." Mu qingshuo thought that Zhao Xin didn't know that he wanted to come to inform him. The governor of Qin came to show that Zhao Xin had received the news.

Thinking of this, mu qingshuo left.

But soon.

Huihai comes to the gate again.

"Benefactor Cheng, it seems that his injury is much better." Huihai sees Cheng Yaojin squatting down with a huge stone mill in his arms and says with a smile.

It's abnormal for an ordinary person without spirit to have such brute force.

"Lord Huihai, are you also here to find the boss?" Cheng Yaojin asked honestly.

His intelligence quotient is not high, and his speech seems a little dementia.

"Well, is long in?"

"Master is practicing in the secret room. What's the matter with master Huihai?"

"Oh, would you like to ask if long will take part in the examination of registered disciples?"

Zhao Xin's strength has a good chance to pass the examination.

Cheng Yaojin put down the stone mill, turned his head and looked at the secret room on the third floor, touched the back of his head and said, "the master hasn't said yet."

"Can you give me a message?"

"The master said he didn't see anyone when he was in the secret room. Please forgive me, Huihai."

"Thank you very much, benefactor Cheng. Come back tomorrow."

After that, Huihai turned around and left.

Seeing Huihai leaving, Cheng Yaojin touched his head and muttered to himself, "Why are so many people looking for Lord long?"

"Bite gold, put back the stone mill quickly, and you will be scolded again by Meng Meng."

"Yes, Mr. Meng Meng and Mr. butterfly dance have been going upstairs for a long time. Why can't they come down? Are they stealing some delicious food?"

Hearing Cheng Yaojin's silly words, Ximei's elders burst into laughter.

"Lord long has his own life. Don't talk about these things in front of him in the future."

"Why?"

"Anyway, you said, you have to be careful whether adult Mengmeng and adult Diewu will beat you."

Hearing Lao Yi's words, Cheng Yaojin laughs honestly: "if you are beaten by a great beauty like Meng Meng and butterfly dance, you are willing to bite Jin."

"Yo, I thought you had a very low IQ, but I didn't expect you to be so low. You know how to pick up girls. Although both Meng Meng and butterfly dance are the most beautiful women in the world, they are not what we can have. Only a strong man like long deserves to have them."

"Then I want to be strong, too."

"Well, well, you can be a strong one."

…………

Sunset, sunset.

Then the wonderful evening, the sky began to rain.

"Bite gold, put down the stone mill quickly, and come into the house to take shelter from the rain."

"One thousand one hundred and thirty-nine."

"One thousand one hundred forty."

Cheng Yaojin didn't seem to hear Ji Xiaoying's shouts. He squatted down in the rain carrying a stone mill.

But when you look carefully, you find that all the raindrops on Cheng Yaojin are evaporated by a layer of hazy power.

The light rain gradually turned into a torrential rain, but Cheng Yaojin still didn't get a raindrop.

A force that no one can perceive is growing and expanding in Cheng Yaojin's body.

It was as if a fierce beast was recovering from his body.

The strong power makes Cheng Yaojin roar.

The golden light was shining in the eyes, and the blue veins on the arms were rising.

With their back to Ji Xiaoying, they didn't notice Cheng Yaojin's change.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin is still squatting down with a stone mill, he doesn't care.

And now.

In a room on the third floor.

Zhao Xin's eyes, which were sleeping with two beauties in his arms, suddenly opened.

Emperor Mengmeng opens his beautiful eyes and looks at Zhao Xin who wakes up. He yawns and stretches, exposing his perfect figure to Zhao Xin's eyes.

But Zhao Xin didn't want to fight again at this time.

After a look at the sleepy butterfly dance and the awakened Di Mengmeng, they kiss each other and say, "I'll go down and have a look. You two have a rest first“

Di Mengmeng blushed and nodded shyly.

Finally

…………

On the second floor, Zhao Xin went into the secret room and counted the equipment materials accumulated in the system space in the past.

Cheng Yaojin has exposed his own differences. There is a weapon that is very suitable for Yaojin.

There's time. It's time to refine it.