Looking at the young people who were walking slowly, Xiao Mei and others all stopped, and their laughter gradually weakened&# 39;

Several pretty girls beside Xiao Mei looked at the young man who was once considered to be the glory of the family with wide eyes. The expression on her small face could not express regret or other things.

Xiao meidun was in the same place, with some tangles in her heart. In fact, she also wanted to chat with the young man who once attracted her admiration. However, the reality tells her that the gap between the two people is growing. It is obviously unwise to focus on a disabled person.

The curved Ye eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and soon stretched out. Xiao Mei had some helpless words in her heart: "say hello, no matter how you say it, he is also his cousin."

He didn't know what Xiao Mei was thinking. Xiao Yan put his arms on the back of his head and walked lazily.

Looking at Xiao Yan close by, Xiao Mei's pretty little face was just about to show a smile, but the young man's behavior made the smile that had not yet completely appeared on her little face stiff, and it seemed funny.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, Xiao Yan walked straight past several girls without looking askance. He did not show the slightest nostalgia.

Looking at the young man's back with her ruddy mouth slightly open, Xiao Mei was shocked. With her appearance, when did she receive such treatment? A sense of shame and anger welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help shouting: "cousin Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan didn't turn around. His tone was like a conversation among strangers: "what's wrong?"

The dull and unfamiliar tone made Xiao Mei lag, and she shook her head: "no..."

Xiao Yanmei picked it lightly, then did not bother to pay attention to it, shook his head, and continued to move forward.

Looking at the figure disappearing at the end of the path, Xiao Mei stamped her feet angrily, and immediately followed the same road.

Turning a corner, Xiao Yan looked up at the spacious room in front of him. On the plaque of the room, there were three blood red characters of dragon flying and Phoenix dancing in the fighting skill hall.

Listening to the shouting from the fighting skill hall, Xiao Yan was surprised. There are usually few people here. Why is it so busy today?

Shrugged his shoulders, Xiao Yan just casually turned his head and threw it once, and stepped into the fighting skill hall.

As soon as we entered the fighting skill hall, the cheers and cheers of teenagers and girls rolled over.

The fighting skill hall is divided into East and west parts. The east part is the place where the family fighting skills are stored, while the west part is a large-scale training ground. At this time, many people are gathered on the training ground, looking at the two people competing in the field.

"Look at the concentration of fighting Qi that cousin Xiao Ning's hand gives, I'm afraid there are already eight sections of fighting Qi."

"Hei hei, two months ago, cousin Xiao Ning had already entered the Qi of baduandou."

"Although he has the spirit of fighting in eight segments, cousin xun'er has the spirit of fighting in nine segments. It seems that cousin Xiao Ning is really unlikely to win."

"Come on, cousin xun'er!"

Listening to the astonishing shouts from the crowd, Xiao Yan's footsteps stopped. He glanced around the training ground and finally stopped on the beautiful girl wearing a pale purple dress with great interest.

"Why does this girl have leisure to compete with others today?" With a murmur in his heart, Xiao Yan stopped at the east side of the lobby, casually pulled a black scroll on the shelf next to him, and then slowly unfolded it. After unfolding, several yellow characters appeared on the back of the scroll.

Yellow level intermediate: Gravel palm!

Leaning leisurely on the bookshelf, Xiao Yan read the cultivation method of the gravel palm, and occasionally glanced at the training ground where the war was fierce.

The spacious lobby seems to be divided into two worlds. The west side is noisy and the east side is quiet and peaceful.

Xun'er's opponent is also a young man, but his age should be around 17 or 18, and he looks pretty handsome, almost the same as the Galileo he saw that day.

The young man's name is Xiao Ning, and he is the grandson of the elder of the Xiao family. He has a good talent for cultivation. At the age of only 17, he has reached the level of eight sections of fighting Qi. In the family, only xun'er can beat him.

Xiao Yan didn't have much impression on his cousin. When he met occasionally, he said hello and left. Perhaps it was because of the discordant atmosphere between his grandfather and his father. Xiao Yan always felt that this cousin seemed not very satisfied with himself, and perhaps it was because of the decadence he had shown in the previous few years. Therefore, in the past three years, I didn't come to trouble myself

With a faint smile, Xiao Yan shook off the memories in his brain and continued to study the gravel palm in his hand.

On the training ground, xun'er is like a pale purple butterfly. She evaded Xiao Ning's swift attack gracefully and nimbly. Her delicate and elegant face is always plain.

Xiao Ning's short-range attack was somewhat boring. Xun'er's eyes wandered around the lobby at random. After a while, she suddenly stopped.

Looking at the young man in the east of the lobby who is buried by the bookshelf, xunher's cool face shows a gentle and gentle smile.

In the young girl's elegant smile, which was like a flash in the pan, the young people who were watching nearby could not help being silly.

"Cousin xun'er, be careful!" Just as xun'er was getting a little nervous, a young man's voice suddenly came out of the crowd.

Feeling the ferocious force behind her, xun'er's eyebrows were slightly raised, but her eyes were once again swept to the young man under the bookshelf.

At the same time, Xiao Yan also raised his head and looked at xun'er, who was suddenly attacked in the field. He frowned and shook his head helplessly. His eyes revealed hidden worries.

Looking at the anger and worry between Xiao Yan's eyebrows, xun'er blinked her beautiful big eyes playfully. Then her body suddenly took a small step to the left. This step, however, was somewhat strange. She averted Xiao Ning's attack impartially

When her feet were moving, xun'er's delicate hands, like jade, gushed out a light golden awn, which was like wearing flowers and stealing leaves. It was blocked by Xiao Ning's palms and finally landed on Xiao Ning's chest.

The tip of her foot is on the bluestone floor. Xun'er turns a circle to remove the strength of the push back. She looks at Xiao Ning, who has stepped back more than ten steps and finally stepped out of the training ground.

Looking at xun'er who beat Xiao Ning with one palm, there was a slight silence around the training ground, and immediately there was a loud applause of praise.

"Hehe, cousin xun'er deserves to be the first of the younger generation in the family. She is really getting stronger and stronger." Xiao Ning, who was knocked down by xun'er, came forward with a warm smile and said softly with a smile.

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of her, Xiao Ning could hardly hide her love.

Although she is a cousin, Xiao Ning knows that most people in her family do not have close relatives, and Xiao xun'er has no blood relationship with him.

It seems that she didn't feel Xiao Ning's hot eyes. Xun'er shook her head politely but strangely, and whispered: "cousin Xiao Ning is humble." After that, Xiao Ning went to the east of the lobby, smiling and chanting to the young man who was buried in the scroll.

As the focal point in the lobby, xun'er's behavior is naturally noticed by everyone. A pair of eyes follow xun'er's route and finally stay on the teenagers under the bookshelf.

As for the burning eyes of the full training ground, the young people seem to be unheard of, and are still intoxicated with their own world.

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