The cypress leaves are deeply visible and pitiful

He didn't know how many ten years were left, he only knew that everything was coming soon - that flamboyant boy was finally about to emerge from his infancy!

This competition lasted for several days and nights. At the last moment when Xiao Ke pushed Zhong Ming's grandfather to the top of the mountain, Xiao Ke concentrated all his attention on the tip of the sword, and rushed towards Zhong Ming with strong mana while spinning. Zhong Ming almost put out all his strength to resist, and finally Xiao Ke was shaken away.There was no emotion on his face, he just stood up and cupped his hands, indicating that he lost, and turned to leave.The next moment, a trace of blood overflowed from Zhong Ming's mouth.Zhong Ming didn't even frown, but smiled easily, and the whole deep forest suddenly lost its color, and said, "It's coming soon." The voice was too weak, and it disappeared with the wind before it traveled far.Mr. Yin Shizu, who came over on the auspicious cloud, quickly took a look at his wife's injury, and cursed a few times, "Stinky boy."

Young Master Ke has already walked down the mountain slowly, step by step, just like a hermit in the mountains, but the blood on the corner of his mouth denies everything, and his unsteady steps are also due to some injuries.Every ten years, he competes with Zhong Ming. Although he is his grandfather, Zhong Ming has never let him down in the competition. Xiao Ke is extremely embarrassed every time he is injured.There was no emotion in Xiao Ke's eyes, and he thought to himself that his father should prepare something delicious for himself again.It seemed that the failure just now had no effect on him.That's because he has failed so many times that he can't remember clearly.But let me calculate for you how much time has passed: let’s put it this way, Yin Xiaoke is 320 and eight this year.

Ke Xiaoye, who was over a hundred years old, went down the mountain and returned to the small courtyard where he had lived for more than 300 years. He hummed an out-of-key tune, and as soon as he entered the door, he began to shout: "Father, I promised my son tonight." Have you brought the purple rice locust flower ointment?"

"How do you know how to eat?" Yin Dongzheng was very annoyed at his son's ignorance of him, a white-eyed wolf who recognizes food but does not recognize people!

"Of course I brought it, and it was made by your Shangjun fathers together, come and taste it." Xiao Jun first gave Yin Dongzheng a look, and then turned to talk to Xiao Ke with a smile.They didn't ask what the result would be, because they were afraid of hurting their precious son's heart.

"Huh? That's really hard for the three of them, but...is it really edible that they cook together?" Xiao Ke expressed his doubts.Speaking of these three Shangjun, yes, they are the other three masters in Yin Dongzheng Palace.Counting the queen and the devil, the five of them have had ups and downs in getting along in the past hundred years, but their relationship is very good. On weekdays, Xiaojun and the other four would play and joke around while Yin Dongzheng was away, which made the devil a headache. Everything can be done, so Xiao Ke deeply doubts that the food made by the three of them can really be eaten?

Although he has never seen the true faces of the three Shangjuns, Xiao Ke, who thinks he knows them well, really guessed wrong this time.The three Shangjun knew that Xiao Ke was also their son, and they cared about this little guy for 300 years, so they naturally had more expectations and care for him.When Xiao Ke first knew that there were still a few little daddies, he deeply despised Yin Dongzheng in his heart: You still laughed at me, so you married four of them, okay?It wasn't until one day that the queen father accidentally chatted with him who was recovering from his injuries, that he understood what kind of entanglement the three little fathers had with Yin Dongzheng, and also realized that no one could destroy the relationship between Xiaojun and Yin Dongzheng. , It also makes many people jealous.Take what Du Shangjun said, the existence of the three of us is to witness how strong their love is.

At night, Xiao Ke turned around his internal skills and healed the wound.Lying in bed in a daze.Perhaps he had already forgotten what he was doing, and the reason why he was willing to practice in the first place. He felt more and more that his goal was to successfully step out of this forest. Even if he was not a king, he was still a hero in his heart.

After another ten years, Zhong Ming knocked on the door of this familiar courtyard.I saw a young man in linen clothes squatting on the ground indecently, using the thousand-year-old sword bestowed by the devil to dig soil, no, to be more precise, he was digging a hole.Zhong Ming twitched the corners of her mouth, and patted him lightly from behind. Xiao Ke, the cowardly boy, waved his dirt-covered hands, "Don't disturb me." He continued digging.After a while, "Ah! Haha. I found it!" People like Zhong Ming, who would not care if the sky fell, poked his head curiously, and saw the young man holding a wine jar in his hand.

"Father secretly taught me the secret recipe of making wine, Sophora japonica, hehe, I don't know if it will be successful or not. Grandfather, come and taste it, too?" Zhong Ming shook his head vigorously. Reliable wine.

Xiao Ke pouted, no one shared with him.

"I came to you to compete."

"Oh? It's ten years again? Then wait a moment." After finishing speaking, he patted the soil in his hands, wiped his body after he didn't see it clean, "Okay, let's go!" Mr. Ke's smile is really hard to bear Extricate yourself.

Zhong Ming showed a slightly disgusted expression. He is really a clean person. Xiao Ke's style of painting...is really...

The two competed in the old place, but the atmosphere seemed relaxed, and Xiao Ke looked relaxed.After a few rounds, beads of sweat could be seen on both Zhong Ming and Xiao Ke's faces, but no one reached out to wipe them off.The next second, the two were entangled again in the sword force, and the two opposing mana resisted each other, forming phantoms in the sky, intertwined in the forest.It was too late and then soon, the swords of Xiao Ke and Zhong Ming fell to the ground one after another, and the two began to compete in spells with bare hands.For a moment, Xiao Ke's muddy hand was about to be stuffed into Zhong Ming's mouth. Zhong Ming frowned and hid, but Xiao Ke took advantage of the loophole and caught Zhong Ming's grandfather. Close to Zhong Ming's neck.

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