Everyday people say bad things about my young master [Cultivation]

"Aren't you tired?" Zhuo Juncheng asked with a smile, then handed the long sword to Wen Yuanxiao, "Young Master, fight me for a round."

So that he can continue to practice, Zhuo Junsheng is still very considerate of what he thinks in his heart.Wen Yuanxiao took the long sword, took two steps back, and made a gesture of please, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to show that he was in a good mood.

However, to Wen Yuanxiao's surprise, Zhuo Juncheng suddenly lowered his figure, and the fast Wen Yuanxiao could hardly catch his figure.But people had already attacked, Wen Yuanxiao drew out his sword to defend.

Zhuo Juncheng only tilted his head slightly, and stepped aside from the attack. Before Wen Yuanxiao had time to retreat, Zhuo Juncheng forced him to come forward.

Wen Yuanxiao moved the wrist holding the sword, then put it down again, his eyes were covered by palms, blocking his sight.

"My lord, are you still fighting?" Zhuo Junsheng asked.

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, but Wen Yuanxiao didn't speak.

"Your physique is weaker than ordinary people, and it is not suitable to fight by squeezing your own potential, which will cause damage to your body." Zhuo Junsheng said, "Young Master is a pharmacist, so you should be very familiar with your physical condition. Now Your body has become sluggish and can't react in time."

"So, son, let's take a break."

Wen Yuanxiao blinked, and his eyelashes brushed Zhuo Juncheng's palm. He took Zhuo Juncheng's palm away from his eyes, saw the light again, and saw the young man with a smile on his lips.

Why does it feel like the golden-orange sun is covering the person in front of him? He is doing it for his own good, and he can't live up to his good intentions.With a decision in his mind, Wen Yuanxiao put away his sword, nodded and said, "I'll listen to Xiao Sheng."

In the evening, when Zhuo Junsheng and Wen Yuanxiao were having dinner, an unexpected guest came.

The steward of Biezhuang is a tall, middle-aged man who is in the mountain and snow realm. He was led in by Song Yue. At this time, he bent over to Wen Yuanxiao, "Young master, I have seen you."

Wen Yuanxiao put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Why did the butler come to Ziai Garden?"

"My lord, this slave shouldn't bother you at this time. It's just that a dog who doesn't understand the rules caused trouble outside, and outsiders came to get him, so this slave has no choice but to disturb the master now."

"Is there such a person? Then the housekeeper should punish him seriously."

It was Zhuo Junsheng who spoke, and the eyes of the other three people in the room were all on him.The boy threw away his chopsticks, put his hands on his face, and looked quite impatient, obviously he didn't like to be disturbed.

A mere servant, pretending to be a pie.The butler straightened up, "A thief calling for a thief? The butler is talking about you! Someone, let me take this son down!"

"Yes!" A few thick voices responded, and immediately five strong men entered the door. The realm was at the peak of the mountain and snow realm, and their arms and muscles were knotted, and they looked very strong.

"Wait a minute." Wen Yuanxiao glanced at Zhuo Junsheng, pressed the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Sheng has been by my side for a few days, how could he cause trouble outside?"

"Master, I don't know something. This son fought fiercely in a martial arts arena in the town a few days ago. Not to mention the reputation of the Wen family, he also deceived the martial arts arena with [-] gold." It seemed that Zhuo Junsheng had made a huge mistake.

"Xiao Sheng won't, he is a very good person." Wen Yuanxiao retorted, he didn't believe that the gentle and warm Zhuo Junsheng would do such a thing.

"Young master, whether you believe it or not, this servant will take this son away today, as a warning to others." The steward said loudly.As soon as the words fell, the nameless strong man had rushed over.

"I don't allow it." Wen Yuanxiao stood up, the sword was out of its sheath, and it was firmly placed between Zhuo Junsheng and the five Wen family members.

Due to Wen Yuanxiao's obstruction, the five housekeepers also hesitated, after all, this is a master, so they turned their questioning eyes to the housekeeper.

"Take this son, don't hurt your son." The butler said coldly, raised his chin, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited for Zhuo Juncheng to be captured.

"My lord, please move out of the way." The five strong men shouted and rushed out.

Wen Yuan and Xiao Jian recruited luck, but only stopped one of them, watching the other four pass by him and attack the person behind him.Wen Yuanxiao was in a hurry, but he couldn't get away.

"Young master, don't worry." Zhuo Junsheng said.

Hearing this, Wen Yuanxiao's mood suddenly calmed down, Xiao Sheng is very powerful.

Zhuo Juncheng raised his hand, and the pitch-black iron sword that was usually used to practice against Wen Yuanxiao appeared in his hand.He didn't dodge, and the sword in his hand suddenly moved, facing the famous servant who was running towards him.

At this time, Zhuo Junsheng's sword move was more in the middle of the conversation, and there was a sword flower in the starting position. Seeing this, these Wen family members were all disdainful.

The authorities are obsessed, bystanders are welcome, but the housekeeper Bao Siyin faintly feels something is wrong, but he can't tell where it is. Judging from Zhuo Junsheng's aura, he really only has the strength of the Hundred Flowers Realm.

Originally, he was worried about Zhuo Junsheng, but after two moves with his servant, Wen Yuanxiao found out that Xiao Sheng was really powerful, and he showed a kind of offensive that he had never fought against him before. It looked very fierce!

Four against one, the one at a disadvantage should be the one being besieged.It was not the case at this time, Zhuo Junsheng relied on his body skills to walk among the four of them and fight without losing the wind.

Wen Yuanxiao's eyes were full of splendor, he had never seen such a powerful Zhuo Junsheng.Break through the opponent's attack with a sharp sword move, and the attack that follows goes straight to the opponent's vital point. He hardly dodges and completely substitutes the four people into his rhythm, without any power to counterattack.That movement was very smooth, flowing like clouds and flowing water, the boy's black hair was tied up like a crescent moon, and the corners of his clothes were swept up.

Seeing this, Bao Si naturally couldn't sit still, he slowly retracted his palms, holding back his strength, he expected that the young man would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect to be so powerful in battle, it is said that he is just a five spirit root.

However, in order to wait for Bao Si to attack, Zhuo Junsheng's figure flickered, seemingly to rescue Wen Yuanxiao who was fighting with others, but in fact his figure changed, and he came to Bao Si's body in a few steps.

Bao Si was a realm higher than him, and Zhuo Junsheng easily plundered him before he could defend himself.The edge of the sword suddenly stuck to Bao Si's neck, and then the boy turned around, and the icy sword edge slashed around Bao Si's neck.

Bao Si trembled, and a cold killing intent came along the edge of the sword. He touched it subconsciously. There was no blood. The young man in front of him must have a strong control over his own power, otherwise his neck would have been cut with a circle of blood. , bleeding.

"Okay, stop, your boss is in my hands." Zhuo Junsheng said.

Capture the thief first, capture the king first, the old principles never go out of style, Zhuo Junsheng just took out this almost worn-out routine once, but Bao Si and the others were still tricked.