young master in arms

"Master." Someone's call sounded so familiar.

"Master?" The voice was approaching, as if whispering in his ear, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a cluster of sunlight pierced his eyes mercilessly, he closed them subconsciously, and the people around him seemed to be indifferent. No more words.

where is this?

He slowly opened his eyes this time, trying to see the surrounding environment clearly, but someone pulled him up from the bed forcefully, and he was caught off guard and almost fell off the bed. Xiao Yushan looked at him angrily: "Master, don't get up again, master!" I will scold you again when I come back."

"Brother Shan?" He saw clearly that this person was Xiao Yushan, standing in front of him, holding up his coat as if he wanted to put it on for him.

But wasn't he in the hinterland of the ghost sect just now?Why did he return to the Jin Mansion?

This is indeed the Golden Mansion, and it is also his room. Xiao Yushan held up his clothes and was about to put them on him. He took a step back, shook his head, and realized that all this was so real. One of my own dreams?Even Brother Shan being injured by Xiao Muran was just a nightmare of his own?

He pushed away the clothes in Xiao Yushan's hands, and punched Xiao Yushan's left shoulder hard. Xiao Yushan frowned in pain, "Master, Yushan helped you to dress, why did you still attack?"

Jin Shaoyan felt a little pain from this punch. Before Xiao Muran came to the Jin Mansion to make trouble, he never knew that Xiao Yushan knew martial arts. Now that he punched, the true energy in Xiao Yushan's body rebounded by itself, and he was Surprised.

"If everything is a dream, then why does Brother Shan know martial arts in the dream, but Brother Shan still knows martial arts after waking up from the dream?"

He was secretly suspicious, looking at Xiao Yushan, he always felt that something was wrong, but Xiao Yushan was not angry, he unfolded the dark red coat and said with a smile: "Young master, don't make trouble, when the master comes back later, he will randomly check your recitation of "Taibai Poetry Collection" Woolen cloth."

"Still reciting?" Jin Shaoyan has always had a headache for reciting books. In order to deal with his father, he temporarily hugged Buddha's feet and recited all night, but he still couldn't recite a poem. Miss Jia is here too."

"He Ruozhi?" He laughed when he thought of the name of Miss He's family: "He retarded—" Keke, he shouldn't cancel other people's names, so he asked in amazement: "Why did she come?"

Xiao Yushan said: "The second lady of the He family, He Qinglan, is here. The eldest lady had a bad stomach yesterday, so she can't come today."

Thinking of He Ruozhi devouring food, Jin Shaoyan felt that everything was predestined.

He quickly got dressed, Xiao Yushan put on his boots for him, and the two of them were ready to go out when Jin Shaoyan suddenly asked, "Brother Shan, where did you learn martial arts from?"

Xiao Yushan was startled, and there was a little panic between his words: "When the young master was practicing martial arts with other masters, Yushan secretly learned a half-movement from the side."

This explanation is reasonable, Jin Shaoyan didn't know how to refute it, so he had to follow him to the hall.

Dad and He Zhizhou (prefects in the Song Dynasty were often called Zhizhou) seemed to be talking about interesting things, and they laughed at the same time. The second young lady of the He family sat behind her father, but she stole her eyes and looked at Jin Shaoyan's face. Noticing the girl's gaze, Jin Shaoyan turned his head and smiled at her, her cheeks flushed for a moment, and she lowered her head shyly.

Jin Shaoyan bowed to his father and He Zhizhou respectively, and his father asked him to sit down, while He Zhizhou kept praising him for being a handsome man. If you want to come to the Central Plains, you can become the world of our Mongolians in a short time."

He Zhizhou smiled bitterly: "Brother Jin, if you hadn't vouched for me in front of Khan, my family and I would probably meet on the Naihe Bridge now."

Jin Shaoyan, who was sitting beside him, was a little surprised. It was eight years ago that Kublai Khan proclaimed himself emperor, why did his father say that he would be proclaimed emperor next year?The adults were still talking, but he suddenly asked, "Father, have you ever thought about the name Khan will use to proclaim himself emperor?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was very interested. Master Jin said with a smile: "I think Khubilai Khan is as fond of the Central Plains culture as he is himself, especially the Book of Changes. Perhaps it is not impossible to choose one of them."

He Zhizhou said yes, but no one could guess which sentence it was.

Jin Shaoyan said: "My child guesses that Khan may use the name of 'Dazai Qianyuan' to take the name of the country as 'Dayuan'."

He didn't like learning at first, but now he just blurts out what he remembers, looking at the astonished and admiring eyes of the people present, he felt a little complacent, even his always strict father was full of praise: "My son's words are extremely Yes, every word in the "Book of Changes" is precious, but these four characters are really in line with my Mongolian domination of the world."

Everyone chatted for an afternoon, but Ms. He didn't feel bored. She kept her eyes on Jin Shaoyan, who was talking about it for a moment, and her admiration grew deeper. It seems that he has learned a lot and is full of knowledge.

Grandpa Jin was surprised, and thought to himself: "I have been doing business outside the customs for many years, and Tu'er has such knowledge. It seems that my Ala family will rise steadily in the future, and be as proud of the world as Khan."

After dinner, He Zhizhou resigned. Master Jin left Jin Shaoyan alone in the study. Jin Shaoyan realized that everything before was a dream, but now it is reality. Won the favor of daddy.

Unexpectedly, he had just entered the study with his father, when suddenly a ghost-headed knife was placed on his neck.

Master Jin's laughter was terrifying: "I have raised you for many years, but I never expected that you are the son of Han people!"

"what?"

"go to hell!"

The fear of death made his hairs stand on his head. He heard a young girl's voice: "Be careful!" He suddenly came to his senses and slammed his palm upwards.

He tried his best with this palm, so it should not be underestimated. Although a blow on the head can destroy the sky and the earth, it cannot destroy the immortals between the heavens and the earth.

"Heh." Hearing one person yell angrily, Jin Shaoyan took three steps back and knelt on the ground.

He raised his eyes and saw a big man with a burly iron tower standing naked in front of him. Murong Bing was behind him. The big man's eyes were like the Nine Nether Fires, so red that he seemed to be bleeding. He stared at him angrily. Jin Shaoyan asked Murong Bing behind him softly, "Miss, are you alright?"

Murong Bing nodded to him: "Uncle Yan, I'm fine."

The big man said: "You go back first, this man will be dealt with by your Uncle Yan."

He had just met Jin Shaoyan's palm, but he felt the burning of his palms, and he thought to himself that this man's cultivation was so terrifying at such a young age, he didn't dare to be careless, his eyes were fixed on him all the time, as if he wanted to use his martial arts skills See through.

"Uncle Yan, can you stop fighting him?" Murong Bing asked in a low voice.

Yan Wang was taken aback, and looked at Murong Bing with surprise on his face: "Good Binger, why do you talk about outsiders?"

Murong Bing took a quick look at Jin Shaoyan and said, "It's because he saved Bing'er."

The big man was unexpected, and when he went to see Jin Shaoyan again this time, he found that he was actually a good-looking and handsome man. Looking at Murong Bing's delicate red face, this thick and strong man seemed to understand a little bit, and laughed loudly: "So that's the case, Uncle, I know, I think you don’t like many outstanding disciples in my ghost sect, but you like this kind of little boy."

As soon as he spoke, his thigh was hit by Murong Bing, of course he didn't feel the pain, he still smiled and said: "My Bing'er is so shy, it's really rare, interesting, hahaha interesting."

Jin Shaoyan over there had a look of astonishment, is this still a fight?

"Hey big guy, are you still going to fight with me?" He felt that the two people on the opposite side were making fun of him, and he couldn't help shouting out of embarrassment.

The big man heard his question, looked at him, and grinned: "Don't worry, baby, I want to fight with you, but some people don't allow it." He deliberately teased Murong Bing, who blushed: "Hmph Uncle Yan, I won't cook steamed fish for you next time."

When it comes to eating, the big man's eyes are fixed: "Bing'er's fish is really rare in the world. If you don't cook it for me, I'm afraid Uncle Yan will never be able to eat it in his life."

"Then you will listen to me."

"Hahaha, okay, okay, listen to you and listen to you."

Murong Bing rolled his eyes and pointed at Jin Shaoyan: "Throw him out, I don't want to see him at all."

As soon as these words came out, the two men were taken aback.

"Bing'er, don't you like him? Why are you throwing him out? I saw that he is very good at martial arts, and the suzerain will definitely like him. When the time comes to let him join the ghost sect, wouldn't you be happier for eternity?"

"Throw it away?!" Murong Bing's face turned cold, and he threatened: "Uncle Yan, if you don't throw it away, I will throw away all the fish in the kitchen, and I will never cook fish again in this life!"

Obediently, is this still worth it?Hades may not judge life and death, but he must not be without fish to eat.

He seemed to feel that eating fish was the most important thing, so without waiting for Jin Shaoyan's reaction, he took a big step, which made the ground tremble three times. Jin Shaoyan knew that he was going to attack and was about to parry, but Yan Wang moved so quickly that he blinked. When he got behind him, he smiled and said: "Since Bing'er doesn't want to see you, then you can go!"

Although he was joking, the movements of his hands were very big. Jin Shaoyan was powerless to break free. He was hugged by Yan Wang, unable to move at all. After Yan Wang hugged him, he rushed towards the gate. Murong Bing Don't worry, he also ran over.

Yan Wang was extremely fast. When he arrived at the gate of Guizong, he entered the passage directly. If he took the right path, he would only need an hour to reach the ancient castle. There must be no room for retaliation."

The sound of the wind in the ear is tight, which represents the speed of Hades.

But suddenly there seemed to be someone blocking the front, and the King of Hades roared: "Who dares to trespass on the Holy Land of Ghost Sect!"

At the same time, a wave of palm strikes struck, and Jin Shaoyan was taken aback. This person's skill was comparable to that of Yan Wang. I don't know who would come here. Yan Wang received the opponent's palm, and he was also surprised: "Why are there people in the Jianghu now?" So many martial arts masters."

"Who is coming?"

He stopped, stepped back and stood in an open space, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to kill him.

The other party replied softly, his tone seemed to be mixed with a smile: "The next 'Ten Swords' Chu Xiaoxiao, I think you are the King of Hell?"