Xue Ming made a lot of noise on the day he moved. He almost entertained the monsters in the whole street. He wore a red top and green trousers, and had two lin bags in his bald crown. Xue Ming cleared his throat, held a piece of paper, and said loudly: "Dear relatives, today I will move to the Prince's Mansion. I know that everyone is reluctant to let me go, but when fairies and demons gather together, they will eventually say goodbye. Dog Lao San, I’ll leave the cucumber rack at home for you, but don’t eat it. I’ll come back to get it after a while. Cat Lao Er, help me dig up the two jars of man’s red I buried in the backyard and share them with everyone and drink them. Even if you guys take advantage of me, once I leave, I don’t know how long it will take for me to come back.”
Yin He, who came to pick him up, twitched his mouth when he heard this. He couldn't hold the water bag securely and poured it all into his neck. He was so wet. He remembered that he asked Jing Yuan in the morning why he didn't come to pick Xue Ming back to the prince's mansion. Jing Yuan didn't say anything. , he just danced his sword with a smile but not a smile, and chopped off a fairy tree with his sword energy.
Yin He walked out with her arms open, holding the fire trick in her hand to dry her clothes.
Wen Zhaozhao wanted to go over and say hello, but was afraid of attracting Jing Yuan's attention, so he looked at him for a while.
She tilted her body and squinted her eyes and threw a pebble out, but she didn't expect that it hit Yin He's hand. It couldn't extinguish the spiritual fire, but instead burned the palm of Yin He's hand with the fire.
Yin He jumped up and down anxiously, waved his hand, and was about to curse: "Who is it?"
Seeing this posture, Wen Zhaozhao shrank back again, and the cat did not dare to show his face behind the chair.
However, Yin He seemed to have eyes behind his back. He saw her at a glance and passed around the table and stool from the other side.
When Wen Zhaozhao saw no movement, he looked around shrunken. Seeing that Yin He had disappeared, he was a little puzzled and scratched his head: "Where did he go?"
Wen Zhaozhao turned his head and faced Yin He's smiling face. He clasped his hands behind his back and couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He asked, "What a coincidence, Miss Wen."
"Ha, Brother Yin is also here to watch the fun." Wen Zhaozhao felt a chill on her back. She timidly took two steps back and said angrily: "Why don't you see His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Are you very concerned about Brother Yuan?" Questions crept up her brows, and Yin He was a little curious. When she was in heaven, Jing Yuan was very popular with the Female Immortal Lord. Every seventh day of the seventh lunar month, when the Weaver Girl built the bridge, the Female Immortal Lord sent There are so many tokens that they can circle the Tianhe River twice.
Yin He felt a little scared when he remembered that every time he was forced to stay by those female immortals to inquire about Jing Yuan's hobbies, a cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Yes, yes." Wen Zhaozhao didn't know where Yin He was thinking, and he just said good things for himself: "I can't finish my admiration for His Highness the Crown Prince for three days and three nights. If His Highness the Crown Prince is young, I will take a bath and fast for three days to pray for the prince."
Wen Zhaozhao solemnly raised three fingers, but saw Yin He's face getting more and more ugly. Before she could ask, Yin He pushed her and said irritably: "You should give up, Brother Yuan won't Agreed."
Hearing that Zhaozhao was not happy, he thought to himself that he didn't say anything. Is there something wrong with this person and he couldn't listen to compliments?
After hearing Zhaozhao's pouty Lao Gao, she crossed her arms and stood in a stalemate with Yin He.
This look changed again in Yin He's eyes. It seemed as if she was unwilling to give up after hearing Zhao Zhaofang's secret promise. Yin He claimed to be a good fairy. He usually helped Jing Yuan maintain the stability of the three realms of humans, gods and demons. Idle was still helping the old man who was about to emerge across the Milky Way. He took a breath of cool air and said carefully: "You and Brother Yuan have only met a few times, so why bother to hold on to it? The scene in front of you is temporary. Why not look at it from another angle?" , Brother Yuan is a child of heaven, how can a little immortal like you be able to contaminate it."
Wen Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Yin He was hinting that he should find another way to please Jing Yuan? She fell into rare silence.
At this moment, Xue Ming finally came over. He was carrying a red tassel gun, which really didn't match his clothes and looked very silly.
"You looked very smart today. Don't embarrass me when you go to the prince's mansion." When Wen Zhaozhao saw Xue Ming coming, Yin He's words suddenly went out of her mind, and she patted Xue Ming's shoulder pretending to be dignified.
Yin He was shocked by the aesthetics of these two people. He rubbed his eyes. Could it be that he was dazzled and saw the wrong color?
Xue Ming was very pleased. He clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, Zhao Zhao. When the prince accepts me as his disciple, I will definitely put in a good word for you."
Yin He sneered, feeling that Wen Zhaozhao and Xue Ming were both equally stupid. He couldn't help but sneered: "Brother Yuan, when did I say I would accept you as my disciple?"
Xue Ming looked at him with sympathetic eyes and asked Wen Zhaozhao in a low voice: "Zhaozhao, is there something wrong with the person next to the prince?"
Wen Zhaozhao spread his hands towards Xue Ming, pointed at his brain and twirled his fingers.
"I am so smart. The prince has been with me day and night, so he will naturally accept me as his disciple. But don't worry. You are so stupid. If you become the prince's younger brother, I will not discriminate against you." They were all disgusted with Yin He. He swore vigorously: "I, Xue Ming, will be a hero who stands upright."
These sounds not only made Yin He angry, but also scared away Jing Yuan who was eavesdropping on the beam. He used the illusion technique to cover his body shape and face, and his whole body was swollen in an abnormal way. It made a "Teng" sound when it hit the ground.
Today, Jing Yuan asked Yin He to pick up Xue Ming, and he sneaked in quietly to find out why Zhuo Qi chose the Xue family. He did not expect that the biggest difficulty he encountered was not getting in, but listening to the three of them noisy in the corridor.
"The brave little thief dared to steal from your Grandpa Xue. I will teach you a lesson today in front of Brother Yin." After saying that, Xue Ming took off the red tassel gun from his back and started to rush over.
Yin He recognized that this was Jing Yuan and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't make a sound. There was a faint golden light on his lips. Jing Yuan intended to teach Wen Zhaozhao and Xue Ming a lesson.
Xue Ming's marksmanship was fast, and the spear head was as illusory as a lotus flower, making it difficult to see the real move. Jing Yuan took two steps back with his hands behind his back, not taking this move seriously.
"This move is called a spear of fire entering Xiaoyao." As Xue Ming yelled out the spear move, all the energy in his body was condensed in the palm of his hand. The scorching fire energy scattered around almost melted people, and the tip of his gun was even hotter. , two consecutive flying kicks followed by a trick shot.
Xue Ming is different from Wen Zhaozhao. Although he looks unreliable on the surface, Wen Zhaozhao knows that he gets up before dawn to practice shooting. He has been doing this every day for thousands of years.
"I didn't expect this kid to have some skills." The seal on Yin He's mouth was released, and he looked a little interested: "But he is still too weak."
Jing Yuan just dodged blindly. Xue Ming's marksmanship was messy and unorganized. Even if the flames burned off the corners of his night clothes, he still couldn't seize the opportunity to pursue the victory. He didn't take action not because he couldn't beat him.
It's because once he takes action, Xue Ming will have no chance to make another move.
"This is the Xue family's spear. Xue Ming's ancestors followed the Yellow Emperor to fight against Chiyou tens of thousands of years ago. This is the spear technique used. Unfortunately, the Xue family declined and the spear technique was lost. These were all learned by Xue Ming from painting books for thousands of years. ." Wen Zhaozhao introduced to Yin He.
Wen Zhaozhao knew in his heart that Xue Ming loved this gun more than anyone else. He did not have a master to teach him, so he was particularly excited when he heard that he could move to the same place with Jing Yuan and have the opportunity to learn. She couldn't help but wonder, would Xue Ming still have a chance to practice shooting after he was locked up in his previous life?
Jing Yuan had a strong ear and listened to Wen Zhaozhao's words without missing a word. He took Xue Ming's horizontal blow and held the head of the gun. The head of the gun cut his palm with flames. Jing Yuan did not blink. Blinking, he grabbed the gun.
"Damn it, little thief, I didn't expect you to be a robber. Give grandpa's gun back." Xue Ming was a little angry. During the fight, he also felt that Jing Yuan was just teasing him and not really fighting him.
"I'll let you quietly know what it means to enter Xiaoyao with a true shot of fire." Jing Yuan waved the gun barrel in his hand, bringing up a strong wind. Flames were everywhere where the wind passed, and six of them began to explode in a large area. His head turned red, and the fire dragon surged out and went straight into Xue Ming's face.
Xue Ming was stunned, and it was not until the fire dragon illuminated his face and disappeared that Xue Ming regained consciousness.
"How do you know my Xue family's marksmanship?" Xue Ming couldn't believe it.
"It's just that you just learned from it after playing it twice." Jing Yuan casually threw the gun in front of Xue Ming. He could see clearly that Xue Ming was not without talent. On the contrary, it was because he was too talented that he could learn indiscriminately. It became what it is now.
Xue Ming seemed to be stimulated. He knelt down and touched the body of his beloved gun. His father always said that it was passed down from his ancestors and asked him to practice hard and achieve something in the future. His eyes filled with tears.
Jing Yuan frowned, maybe he was too irritated. He took a step forward and was hugged by Xue Ming's calf before he spoke: "Master, master, you are my master."
Jing Yuan watched him smearing his nose on his boots. His eyebrows were beating fast. Within a few days, he had burned four pieces of clothing, but this was the only night clothes he brought with him. Jing Yuan resisted the urge to kick him away, grabbed his collar and asked him to stand up.
Wen Zhaozhao also realized something was wrong at this time. She shook Yin He's arm: "Is Xue Ming okay?"
"Isn't it a little too late to worry about him at this time?" Yin He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Zhaozhao.
Jing Yuan resisted the thought of kicking him away, and he kicked up the red-tasseled spear with his toes. Historical records record that the Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought, the sky and the earth were dim, and a large hole was torn in the southern sky by the demon. That Xue The ancestor of the family held a gun for a whole month before he was willing to die. He admired this kind of hero in his heart. In so many years, the Xue family has not produced a martial arts wizard, and the Xue family has no seat on the throne.
"Do you want to learn?"
Even after many years, Xue Ming will never forget that day. Jing Yuan stood against the light. His face could not be seen clearly, but his whole body was sparkling. The wind whistled through the hall, but he could not hear anything. , I could only hear those thunderous words.
Xue Ming forgot to breathe for a moment. He raised his head, swallowed, and was about to speak.
I saw a burst of black air coming, mixed with dirt, sand and stones, which made everyone confused. When Xue Ming opened his eyes again, Jing Yuan had disappeared. Xue Ming rubbed his eyes again. Where is the master? He is so big. There is a master!
Wen Zhaozhao was also dumbfounded. She must have not woken up and actually encountered a ghost during the day.
Yin He was furious and turned into a flying eagle and flew away: "Look for him, find him quickly."
