Zhang Tingye glared at Li Yu hatefully, but he pulled out the long sword from his waist again. When Li Yu and Ge Tangji could no longer see their backs, Zhang Tingye slowly walked towards his room. From time to time, the sound of weapons intersecting from the Bai Mansion came from time to time, but usually he returned to silence after only one or two strokes. After all, those thieves in the Yangtze River are still far from these young masters.

Zhang Tingye walked a distance and suddenly felt a slight footsteps coming from behind him. Zhang Tingye snorted secretly and slowly lifted the sword in his hand. The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and they became more and more urgent. When Zhang Tingye waited for the footsteps to reach six or seven feet behind him, he suddenly turned around and stabbed, but stabbed in the air. Zhang Tingye felt a trembling heart and hurriedly lowered his body. Almost at the same time, a white shadow swept across his head. Zhang Tingye half knelt on the ground, turned around and stabbed the sword. The visitor actually clamped Zhang Tingye's sword with both hands.

Before Zhang Tingye could see the person's appearance, the person who came kicked Zhang Tingye's right shoulder, and Zhang Tingye was kicked to the ground. When Zhang Tingye was panicked, the person who came had already taken it off and threw away his long sword. He raised his right palm and paused for a moment, then slapped Zhang Tingye hard on the belly. Just as Zhang Tingye was about to reach out to protect the vital point, another person came floating like the wind to help Zhang Tingye block the man's right palm.

Zhang Tingye heard Lin Miao's uttering, and hurriedly looked at it. Lin Miao was the one who rescued him. Lin Miao smirked and said, "Brother Zhang, don't sit down, hurry up and talk." When Zhang Tingye stood up with a red face, Lin Miao had already clamped the man's left waist with his right arm, turned around and came to the right side of the man, and grabbed his neck with his left hand.

Seeing that Lin Miao was calm and lightly subdued the person who attacked him, Zhang Tingye could only grit his teeth in dissatisfaction, lowered his head and walked over to Lin Miao, picked up his sword and left quickly. Seeing that Zhang Tingye had walked away, Lin Miao pushed the man's shoulder and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "Sorry, Miss Bai, Lin just offended him." Bai Yanyan glared at Lin Miao with a complicated expression, touched her chin before saying hatefully: "No wonder Miss Long called you to die a hooligan! Shameless, despicable, vulgar, dirty, dirty..."

Lin Miao raised his eyebrows innocently, and hurriedly interrupted Bai Yanyan and said, "Miss Bai, don't rush to show off his ink. By the way, Senior Bai is just taking the exam for our martial arts. Why are you so heavy?" Bai Yanyan argued with a blushing face: "I am a grudge with you, Jiujian Pavilion, you really don't know?" Lin Miao sighed and hugged her arms: "Okay, I'm new to me anyway, and I really don't understand some things. But don't just pick up soft persimmons and pinch them!"

Bai Yanyan took a step back in anger and shouted, "You have to care about me!" As she said that, Bai Yanyan pinched her fingers and used the inch inside to hit Lin Miao's heart. Lin Miao blocked Bai Yanyan's unique move, but her face changed. She shook her right hand as if she was scalded by hot charcoal. Then she asked Bai Yanyan in surprise and said, "It hurts so much... what kind of martial arts is this?" Bai Yanyan was stunned for a moment before asking carefully, "Do your hand... really hurt?"

Lin Miao held his right hand with his left hand and looked at Bai Yanyan with a grin. Bai Yanyan came to her senses and snorted arrogantly: "Dead hooligan, do you know that our Bai family is so powerful?" After saying that, Bai Yanyan walked around Lin Miao with excitement and muttered in a low voice: "This dead hooligan's martial arts skills are so high that they can't stop it... Haha, I've been practicing it!" Lin Miao turned his head and watched Bai Yanyan walk away, then put down his right hand and chuckled and shook his head: "It's really easy to cheat! Forget it, just be happy." Then Lin Miao also strode back to his guest room with his hands behind his back.

The next morning, Bai Xiaofeng came to the front yard of Beppu. Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao, Yang Tiantai and others were waiting for her. Bai Yixu, Tang Zixi, Bai Yanyan stood on the other side of the Jiujian Pavilion. Bai Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Everyone, I felt deeply guilty when I made you a false alarm last night." Luo Rui asked Su Xiaoyu with confusion and said, "Girl, what happened last night?" Su Xiaoyu glanced at Luo Rui and explained in a low voice: "Sister Luo, you drank too much yesterday. I will tell you later." Luo Rui said Oh, closed his lips and looked at Bai Xiaofeng.

Bai Xiaofeng slowly glanced at the Jiujian Pavilion, nodded with relief, but suddenly raised his voice and said, "Bai Xiaosi'er! You let me run away yesterday, what's going on?!" Mu Wushuang and others turned their heads to look at Bai Yanyan and burst into laughter. Bai Yixu hurriedly turned his head to stare at Bai Yanyan, and shouted in a low voice: "Sister Four, what did you do last night?" Bai Yanyan glared at Lin Miao angrily and angrily, while Lin Miao scratched his head innocently.

Bai Xiaofeng snorted and lowered his eyebrows: "Bai Xiaosi'er, the young master Lin is kind to let you have a move, but you don't know that the sky is so high and the earth is thick?" Bai Yanyan defended with a flushed face: "No, aunt, I did hurt this dead hooligan yesterday..." Long Yubing puffed up his cheeks and looked at Bai Yanyan. Just when he was about to speak, Bai Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "Lin's martial arts, let alone the one-acre three-point land in the Bai family's mansion, can definitely rank first even if you look at the entire southwest! Bai Yan'er, how capable do you have to hurt him?"

Bai Yanyan hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, aunt, I did..." Bai Yanyan was stunned for a moment when she said this, then gritted her teeth and shouted at Lin Miao, "You dead hooligan! How dare you cheat me..." "Hey," Long Yubing interrupted Bai Yanyan coldly, then strode to Bai Yanyan, looked down at Bai Yanyan and said, "...He is my junior nephew, you have to call him Young Master Lin - the three words "Dead hooligan" are also called?"

Bai Yanyan raised her face and stared at Long Yubing and asked, "If you can call me, I can't call me?" Long Yubing slowly bent the corners of her mouth, showing a cold and arrogant smile like wintersweets: "You are right. I call him a hooligan, yes; if you call me, yes, yes. Do you understand, Miss Bai?" Bai Yanyan took a step back in anger and said, "You are just a Jiaojiao lady who can only cry. Why do you talk to me like this? What are you so proud of, huh?"

Long Yubing snorted and turned his face away, put away his smile and changed into a look of ignorance: "Just because this dead hooligan is my junior nephew. He listens to me and doesn't listen to you, what's going on?" "You..." Bai Yanyan's pretty face turned red. Although she stared at Long Yubing fiercely, she didn't know how to refute her. Zhang Xiuwen stood in front of Long Yubing quietly, and whispered without looking back: "Little Junior Sister, say less." Long Yubing silently bowed to Zhang Xiuwen and slowly retreated to Su Xiaoyu and Luo Rui.
Chapter completed!