Eighth Young Master's Mansion!

Atrium, next to 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 to be dispatched.

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 her little mouth and muttered: "The imperial doctor said that spending more time in the sun 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: "When faced with cute things, most people can't help but deliberately bully them."

"snort!"

Lu Su's pretty face turned red and she snorted.

"Husband, you bully sister Susu again!"

Bai Ying and Lu Pheasant came together and said with a teasing smile.

The two of them were sweating profusely, but they were practicing martial arts.

"Ahem!"

Ying Ziye denied it and said, "I didn't. Don't ruin your husband's reputation!"

Puff!

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 his eyes, 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 began to laugh at 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 Xiao Meng has already come 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 made her feel warm and comfortable.

Even the three-no girl was forcibly deviated from the painting style.

From the previous seriousness of speech, 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!"

Facing 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 master, you don't need it."

Ying Ziye behaved calmly and rudely.

Bai Ying, Lu Pheasant, and Lu Su gathered around and watched silently, exclaiming in surprise 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 Baijia Palace of Imperial Academy 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 was the one to answer.

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 a torch, 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 learning martial arts during this time and has made a lot of progress. She often fights against Bai Ying who has suppressed his cultivation.

But he is eager to try and test his own practice.

"Can!"

Ying Ziye only hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

Martial arts can lead to spirituality, and cultivating the physical arts can prolong life.

High-level warriors who have reached a level above the first level can increase their longevity, and even those who live in the land of gods and immortals for several hundred years 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, and also asked Bai Ying and Shao Siming to teach them on weekdays.

It's the same today. Going to northern Xinjiang to face the Huns and fight with them can be considered as training.

Northern grassland.

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 arrived at the high mountain where the God of War stands, and the Haoxue Mountain, where snow falls all year round, is extremely beautiful.

But within this beauty, there is an extremely bloody palace.

Temple of War!

"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 and suppress his cavalry, and capture Young Master Fusu for training, we will definitely be able to plant inner demons in his heart!"

"It's just a pity that two land gods came to support the Great Qin Empire..."

This matter is not a crime of war, and it is 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 gods of war cannot defeat them.
To be continued...