Eighth Young Master's Mansion!
Atrium, by the pool.
Lu Su was lying on a bamboo chair basking in the sun. There were seasonal fruits, sweet porridge, pastries, etc. on the small square table next to her.
Four maids followed, guarding Lu Su, waiting for dispatch.
Ying Ziye walked away quickly, pinched the girl's face, and said with a smile, "Why are you so stupid?"
Lu Su was pinched by big hands, pouted and muttered: "The imperial doctor said that more sun exposure is good for your health and replenishes your yang energy."
"Also, husband, don't always pinch other people's faces!"
In this regard, the girl was very helpless. Ying Ziye always bullied her, but at this moment Lu Su looked pitiful.
"Husband, I, but not!"
Ying Ziye smiled unscrupulously and said, "When faced with cute things, most people can't help but deliberately bully them."
"snort!"
Lu Su blushed and snorted.
"Husband, you bullied sister Susu again!"
Bai Ying and Lu Zhi came hand in hand and said with a teasing smile.
The two of them were sweating profusely, but they were practicing martial arts.
"Ahem!"
Ying Ziye denied it, "I didn't. Don't ruin your husband's reputation!"
Poof!
Shao Siming and Master Xiaomeng were playing Go in the waterside pavilion, but the girl Sanwu laughed out loud after hearing this.
"My husband is really good at making excuses!"
Shao Siming blinked, stared at Ying Ziye, and said with a smile, "Maybe he learned it from the famous elder Xu Hao."
The Sanwu girl actually had an expression and started teasing herself.
Ying Ziye couldn't help but hold his forehead, pretending to be angry and said: "Xiao Si, are you naughty?"
"Watch my husband punish you!"
After saying that, he rushed forward and scratched Young Siming's itch.
"Hey, husband, no!"
Shao Siming was no longer calm. He covered his mouth with his delicate hands and couldn't help laughing.
"snort!"
Ying Ziye rubbed the young Siming's head and hugged him into his arms.
Then he looked at the chessboard again, picked up the black piece and dropped it, sighing: "Xiao Si, your chess skills are not good!"
The chess match between Shao Siming and Master Xiaomeng has already fallen to a disadvantage.
The opponent has achieved the power of a dragon and is unstoppable.
"Master Xiaomeng, you can't bully my young master and his wife!"
Ying Ziye smiled teasingly, then tapped the tip of Young Siming's nose and said, "Watch my husband avenge you, kill everyone, and defeat Master Xiaomeng!"
"good!"
Shao Siming smiled slightly and watched the two playing chess.
She could feel a lot from Ying Ziye, which was warm and comfortable.
Even the three-no girl was forcibly deviated from the painting style.
From the previous seriousness, like an iceberg, silence is golden, I have become much more cheerful and lively.
Just like girls of this age.
"Sir, I won't let you go!"
Faced with Ying Ziye's provocation, Master Xiaomeng said calmly.
A white stone dropped randomly, surrounded the black stone, cut off its energy, and ate four black stones.
"My lord, you don't need it."
Ying Ziye behaved calmly and rudely.
Bai Ying, Lu Pheasant, and Lu Su gathered around and watched silently, exclaiming from time to time.
Be frightened by the dangers on the chessboard.
"By the way, I told my father that we are going to Northern Xinjiang!"
While playing chess, Ying Ziye said, "Master Xiaomeng will stay in the house during this trip to take care of Su Su and Zhi'er for me."
"The rest of the people, all go together!"
If there are people in the house, a strong martial artist must be in charge.
After much deliberation, Master Xiaomeng was the most suitable one. She had already served as the Taoist Mountain Chief of the Imperial Academy Baijia Palace and started teaching.
There is one class and one hour every day. There is something to do, but it is not busy. It is extremely leisurely.
"good!"
Master Xiaomeng nodded.
Bai Ying looked a little excited, looking at Ying Ziye as if he wanted to ask something.
But he answered it.
Ying Ziye looked at Bai Ying's excited expression and said, "Bai Ying, your wish to go into battle to kill the enemy has come true."
"Very good!"
Bai Ying's eyes were as bright as fire, full of fighting spirit.
Lu Fei frowned and said, "Husband, I also want to go."
"I want to try the sword in my hand to see if it is sharp enough!"
She has been studying martial arts during this period and has made great progress. She often fights against Bai Ying who suppresses his cultivation.
But he is eager to try and test his own practice.
"Can!"
Ying Ziye only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Martial arts can lead to spirituality, and practicing the physical arts can prolong life.
High-level warriors who have reached a level above the first level can increase their lifespan, and even hundreds of years in the land fairyland are not a problem.
"With my natural strength and the existence of the system, I will definitely be able to make immortals immortal in the future!"
"Bai Ying and Shao Siming must also reach this level, otherwise they will end up as red and pink skeletons, unable to accompany me..."
This is a very cruel question, but it is unavoidable.
That's why Ying Ziye asked Lu Pheasant and Lu Su to practice, and personally taught them how to practice in their spare time at night. He also asked Bai Ying and Shao Siming to teach them on weekdays.
The same is true today. Going to the northern border to face the Huns and fight with them is also a training.
Northern grasslands.
Within the territory of the Xiongnu royal court.
Hao Snow Mountain!
After massacring tens of thousands of people, Huayan Wudao finally recovered one-third.
The flesh and blood are full, but the complexion is extremely pale and weak.
At this time, she had already arrived at the high mountain where the God of War stands. The snow-falling Hao Snow Mountain is extremely beautiful all year round.
But within this beauty is a bloody palace.
War Temple!
"One, I'm back."
Hua Yan Wudao bowed and said: "The original plan was completed very well, but Young Master Fusu has fallen into the trap, and I even psychologically attacked him and destroyed his sanity."
"If we can complete the plan, wipe out his subordinates, suppress him, and capture Young Master Fusu for training, we will definitely be able to plant a demon in his heart!"
"It's just a pity that two land gods came to support the Great Qin Empire..."
This matter was not a crime of war, and it was not Hua Yan Wudao's fault.
In fact, the sudden appearance of a strong martial artist on the Great Qin side exceeded the plans of the God of War.
There are two land gods, and many of the twelve war gods cannot defeat them.
The first god of war, Cang Yue Gu Ming, also looked deeply, analyzed and pointed out the key to the problem, and said: "If we take Great Qin, we must first deal with these top combat forces!"
"Arrange manpower to ambush these people, eleven, two!"
Under the arrangement of Cang Yue Gu Ming.
Two gods of war rushed out from the golden light curtain...
"Here!"
The Twelve Gods of War and the guards throughout the palace responded one after another.
at the same time.
On the northern frontline battlefield, the Great Qin Empire began to counterattack.
Gather troops and store grain and grass.
At the same time, people were ordered to collect Yuan Tiangang and bad guys, and the drawn maps were being drafted by the makers.
At this time, Luo Wang was also preparing for an opportunity to kill Young Master Fusu.
"Master Fusu!"
The Snare Killer smiled faintly, but his eyes were directed at Jiuyuan City, flashing with strong murderous intent.
