Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The most famous view of the Tibetan Sword Villa is undoubtedly the owner of the villa holding his sword and watching the flowers.

The demure temperament presents a beauty that transcends the world among the colorful fallen flowers, and the feminine face is spread out in a pure and gender-neutral "scenery" because of its extraordinary state of mind and cultivation.

Absolutely vulgar, serene, calm, looking at the flowers pales in color.

In front of Ye Ying, no matter how stubborn he is, he can't act arrogantly, he has his own majesty.

Because of this, what Na Luo is most afraid of is the angry master and this "teacher's wife" in front of her. She can make jokes with Ye Hui and trick Ye Meng with sharp words, but she can't play tricks in front of Ye Ying. Come up with your own ideas.

Looking at Ye Ying's peaceful side face, Na Luo said awkwardly: "I just miss him..."

She hadn't seen her for several years, and she would suspect that the bastard master had thrown her away again.

Ye Ying replied safely: "He will come back."

"What if I don't come back!"

Naro bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes flickering with anxiety.

"Although I don't know what's going on, but many times, really many times, I feel that he is going to leave, and I can't detect his aura with a single wrong eye... That feeling...is terrible..."

"Sister."

Ye Qifei's worried Lalanaro pointed out that when it comes to relying on the master, the senior sister is even more dependent on her.

It is said that she wants to leave the village, but in fact Ye Qifei is just following Naluo, she does not intend to violate the master's request, but just being with her senior sister so that she will not feel rejected, so Ye Qifei can't understand the restlessness of her senior sister , but I can feel that feeling a little bit.

It's not like I can't notice the strangeness in my master.

A trace of worry flashed across Ye Qifei's eyes, and she couldn't help but look at her uncle. Ye Ying's peaceful expression had the effect of relieving all anxiety.

After watching, Ye Qifei calmed down and said to Na Luo: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, Master will not want us."

Naro was silent and didn't seem to believe it at all.

Ye Qifei knew that her senior sister had been forgotten by her master many times and she had become a psychological shadow, so she asked Ye Ying for help.

"Uncle, do you know when Master will come back?"

Ye Ying pondered for a moment, then said: "It should be soon."

Naro pricked up his ears.

Ye Ying: "A few days ago, he sent a letter back."

Naro opened his eyes wide and asked anxiously, "What did he say?"

Ye Yingping said flatly: "Return as scheduled."

Na Luo: "..." Rolling up his sleeves, he wanted to break into the village and leave, and he was furious, "Does that guy know what credit is?"

Ye Qifei hurriedly stopped her: "Calm down, senior sister, this is in front of uncle, you must calm down!"

Naro yelled frantically, "Let me go!"

No matter what Ye Qifei said, she also has the blood of Tibetan swords, a baby chicken who can carry an epee, and Na Luo is a delicate and weak little Wudu, even if he is caught by the arm, he can't escape even if he is a few years younger than himself. The palm of the junior sister's hand.

Ye Ying said at this moment: "He will definitely come back."

Naro turned his head angrily, with disbelief on his face.

"What evidence do you have?"

"Unfortunately, Ye's birthday is next month."

Ye Ying said lightly.

Naro opened his mouth, speechless.

How come there is a feeling of being shown a face?

Ye Qifei patted her senior sister on the shoulder and finally calmed down.

"Ah!"

Gu Shengyu, who was far away, pinched his nose, and he, who was always in good health, unexpectedly caught a cold.

Mo Yumao, one big and one small, helped him lead the horse and carry the luggage. When he heard his sneezing, Mao Mao asked enthusiastically, "Sir, do you want to eat a meat bun? I'll just eat the meat bun when I'm cold." !"

Mo Yu turned his head away in embarrassment, "It's better to go to the hospital, sir."

I have no money to see a doctor, so I used meat buns to coax the young Maomao. I didn't expect that he would be brought out to talk about it today. It's really self-inflicted.

Gu Shengyu was taken aback when he heard it, knowing that these two little ones had suffered a lot, but he never thought it was even more miserable than he imagined.

"Ma'am, here are two meat buns."

He threw out a few copper coins, and stuffed the two warm meat buns handed over by the aunt into the hands of Mo Yu and Mao Mao.

Gu Shengyu sniffled, "Poor kid, eat quickly."

Maomao opened his innocent big eyes, "Don't you want to eat it, sir? It can be cured!"

Gu Shengyu said emotionally: "Maomao, let me tell you, there is only one disease that meat buns can cure, and that is hunger."

毛毛：“咦？”

Gu Shengyu: "Your brother is bluffing you."

Mao Mao pouted dissatisfiedly, "Brother Xiaoyu won't lie to me, don't you think so, Brother Xiaoyu?"

Mo Yu blushed silently when asked.

Gu Shengyu watched the Coke, but his joy gave way to sadness.

"Ah!"

Mo Yu: "Sir, you really should go see the doctor."

"Nonsense, I am a doctor myself," Gu Shengyu went to grab a few medicines for Mo Yu to fry, and then took Mao Mao to sit in the backyard of Luosu's inn to practice martial arts.

Gu Shengyu said: "What do you want to learn?"

Maomao: "I will learn what the teacher teaches!"

Gu Shengyu raised his eyebrows: "The tone is not small, you know I know everything and dare to say that?"

Maomao remembered Mo Yu's saying that Gu Shengyu was good at everything, and hurriedly said: "Sir, you can do everything! Can you make buns? I want to learn!"

Gu Shengyu: "..." He looked at Mo Yu who was walking over with the medicine.

Mo Yu: "..."

Mo Yu's heart trembled because of Mo Mao's purity. Seeing that Mao Mao was a little helpless under the silence, he walked over firmly and said to Gu Shengyu, "Sir, you should drink the medicine."

Gu Shengyu: "... I'm talking when it's cold." He took two puffs of the cigarette stick and exhaled a mouthful of mint. "It just so happens that you are here too. Let me ask you, what do you want to learn?"

Mo Yu said: "What does Maomao want to learn?"

Gu Shengyu was dumbfounded: "Make buns."

Mo Yu: "..."

Gu Shengyu: "To tell the truth, this is the first time I asked someone what they want to learn, and the other party threw back such a sentence to me. Even if it is learning cooking, I won't be so speechless."

Mao Mao was confused: "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Mo Yu said decisively, "No, what Mao Mao said is correct."

Maomao was happy: "Brother Xiaoyu is so kind!"

Seeing that Mao Mao was happy, Mo Yu was also happy, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah."

Gu Shengyu took two puffs of a cigarette lonely, hissing, it's so cold.

So, after tossing and tossing for a long time, Gu Shengyu drank the medicine, and the two boys finally discussed the result.

Maomao is serious: "I want to learn swords! Use swords to promote righteousness in the world!"

Mo Yu said noncommittally: "Whatever you want, I just want the power to protect Mao Mao."

Gu Shengyu smacked his lips, thinking that the two brothers really have different ideas, the younger one is upright and the older one is neither righteous nor evil, they are both the type to suffer.

Maomao didn't know what was going on in Gu Shengyu's mind, so he said happily, "I want to protect Brother Xiaoyu too!"

Mo Yu was happy in his eyes, but he didn't show it to the outside. He was restrained and arrogant after a young age when he was an adult.

When Gu Shengyu thought so, the two brothers were enjoying themselves, full of love and righteousness.

Gu Shengyu held a cigarette stick and delivered a blow to the head.

"Ouch!"

"Enough is enough."

Mao Mao held her head. Although Mo Yu was in pain, she cared about Mao Mao without saying a word, and stared at Gu Shengyu who made a sudden move with complaining eyes.

Gu Shengyu rolled his eyes, pointed at Mao Mao and said, "You, swing your sword one hundred times a day, and run ten laps along East Street and West Street," and then pointed at Mo Yu, "Want power? Yes, but you have to pay a price. "

Mo Yu's expression suddenly became extremely serious, "Okay!"

Seeing this, Gu Shengyu raised his eyebrows: "It will be very painful."

Mo Yu shook his head, "It's okay, I'm mentally prepared." No matter how painful it was, it was the time of the attack.

Seeing that he was so determined, Gu Shengyu clicked his tongue and said: "Okay, but before that, your 'disease' must be cured, but compared to the disease, it should actually be poisonous..." After speaking, his voice became softer. It's getting smaller and smaller, all because of the familiarity of this technique, very similar to the number of episodes when someone poisoned himself when he went to the Valley of the Wicked.

Mo Yu wanted to keep asking, but Gu Shengyu waved his hand and sent the two of them to work or practice. Even if they had calligraphy, they couldn't let it go. What's the matter with such an older child whose handwriting is so ugly?

Then Mo Yu, Maomao discovered that he had escaped the turmoil of the rivers and lakes but fell into the abyss of learning.

Mao Mao teary eyes, Brother Xiaoyu, let's run away, I don't want to write big characters!

Swinging the sword a hundred times was enough to drain his strength, and when he was writing, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the pen.

But even so, they still persisted in Gu Shengyu's strict requirements.

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that compared with the days before, their life now is really good, very good... But a good life will be broken.

Mao Mao went out to run around early in the morning, and accidentally found that the person who had chased them down was looking for the street looking for inquiries.

These guys in short clothes and holding all kinds of weapons are not like Hualiu's group of pure hooligans.

They were organized and planned, and they were also the group that had been chasing and killing Mao Mao and Mo Yu for the longest time.

When these people in gray clothes left, Mao Mao covered his mouth and got out of the vegetable basket, and rushed back to the inn with two vegetables on his head.

At this time, Gu Shengyu was urging Mo Yu to review the Thousand-Character Essay, when Maomao pushed open the door and shouted, "It's no good, brother Xiaoyu, those people are catching up!"

Mo Yu's hand made an extra stroke of Mo, and raised his head with a stiff expression.

Gu Shengyu took two puffs of menthol cigarettes and said unhurriedly: "Pack up your things, let's go outside the town."

Mo Yu and Mao Mao's eyes lit up, they were not abandoned!

It is very easy for Hui Pupu and his team to find their target. No matter where they are, the two teenagers who walk away alone are very attractive. Basically, Mo Yu cannot escape their pursuit every time. But there are some problems.

In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, two children were indeed conspicuous, but it was normal for an adult to bring two children.

These people who were targeting Kong Mingjue never expected that anyone would dare to take Mo Yu and Mao Mao in, let alone Mo Yu and Mao Mao, two vigilant brats, would stay by their side.

The gang who made up their minds to catch them did not find out the inn where they lived until the afternoon of the third day, and by this time Gu Shengyu had already led them out of town and into the mountains.

Gu Shengyu walked slowly ahead, but his speed was not too slow, and the two little ones trailing behind were nervously climbing to the top of the mountain, unable to understand what he meant.

In fact, there is no other meaning, simply playing bungee jumping.

He exhaled a mouthful of bluish-white dry smoke, and the stone he lit this time was of this color.

The smoke fluttered into the air and connected with the clouds, Gu Shengyu's expression was unpredictable, and his thoughts were hard to fathom.