Peerless Junior Uncle

Tell Mu Lan, but you know that Mu Lan knows his brother's smell like the back of his hand.Then deliberately followed Mu Lan to walk in front of him, so naturally he didn't need to say anything. "

"Little prince, if you know too much, you will be silenced." Fu Qingcheng laughed.

"Then little uncle remember to leave a whole body for me." He Tingge said seriously: "Speaking of which, how old is your little uncle?" ?

"Guess?" Fu Qingcheng blinked.

He Tingge thought about it, shook his head tremblingly, thinking that it would probably be sixty or seventy.

"He..." Seeing He Tingge's appearance, Fu Qingcheng acted maliciously, took a sip of tea after a while, and said, "If I remember correctly, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival should be his 30th birthday."

Now, He Tingge's hand holding the teacup trembled, and a drop of tea barely spilled out: "You are so young?"

"That is, when I was picked up by my master, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and when he took Mu Lan as his apprentice, he was only seventeen or eighteen. At that time, Mu Lan was only five or six years old like me." Qingcheng explained calmly.

"Oh..." He Tinge secretly counted with his fingers, and he is indeed about 30 years old now, and he looks young with a baby face.

"The reason why the little uncle doesn't know martial arts is because he was born with no meridians, and he couldn't gather his true energy at all, so the master didn't teach him martial arts." Fu Qingcheng said: "However, learning other things is easy." Said He leaned closer to He Tingge and whispered, "You don't know how picky eaters Mu Lan was when she was young, and he was used to it."

He Tingge raised his eyebrows, and his face was itchy with warm breath: "How to say?"

"When Mu Lan first arrived at Wofuling, he didn't say a word, and the little uncle used all kinds of tricks and ignored him. Later, after staying with the Nine-fingered God of Cookery for a while, Mu Lan started to eat him. dishes, and occasionally call out Master."

He Tingge couldn't help but laugh when he turned around, and saw a face close at hand, while Fu Qingcheng was still unknowingly talking about Mu Lan's childhood, as if he felt very happy to occasionally slander Mu Lan behind his back .

The corners of He Tingge's lips curled up. Seeing Fu Qingcheng's mischievous childish expression occasionally, his heart was so soft that he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Fu Qingcheng's head before he knew it.

Fu Qingcheng wrinkled his nose, and gave He Tingge a dissatisfied look: "It's not big or small."

"After all, I'm older." He Tinge said.

Fu Qingcheng rolled his eyelids indifferently: "Where is it big? I didn't see it."

The corner of He Tingge's lips curled up, and he said with a faint smile, "Do you want to compare?"

Fu Qingcheng paused, then raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you challenging to be an uncle?"

"No way." He Tingge smiled, and was about to say something, but his brows were furrowed. At the same time, Fu Qingcheng's figure disappeared into the room in a flash.

He Tingge walked out the door in a few steps, but saw Fu Qingcheng's light-colored clothes falling slowly in the night wind on the opposite roof, and opposite him was a man in black, with his messy hair floating in the air In the middle of the day, an indescribable smell wafted through the yard.He Tingge frowned, it was Mu Ze!

Fu Qingcheng looked at Mu Ze with an indifferent expression. When he mentioned Mu Lan, he felt that there were people around him, and he had a faint feeling in his heart that it might be Mu Ze, so he didn't disturb him.

"You child, how did you make it look like this?" A faint sentence came from the side, and Mu Ze turned his head vigilantly, and saw Yin Qianji in white, and Xiao Hei, who was squatting on his shoulders, looking drowsy. .The care in Yin Qianji's words made Mu Ze confused for a moment, and there was a trace of sadness on his face covered with black hair.

At this moment, there was a strong wind blowing in his ear, Mu Ze dodged subconsciously, and saw Mu Lan's face was cold, and a snake whip in his hand was mercilessly thrown over, Mu Ze's face showed a trace of Unable to explain the unclear expression, he took a whip: "Mu Lan."

"Do I have to thank you for remembering my name?" Mu Lan stood opposite Mu Ze and said coldly.The snake whip in his hand was tightly squeezed by him, as if he would not have the only support if he didn't hold on to it.

"Mu Lan knows kung fu?" He Tingge was a little surprised, and Huo Qiangu yawned and gave He Tingge a blank look: "My Mu Mu can draw with Qingcheng."

He Tingge raised his eyebrows, but he didn't know this.

"Hey... what a good child, how could he be fed like this." Huo Qiangu looked at the wall and sighed regretfully. He Tingge listened to this, and then looked at his picture, which was obviously only about 20 years old. face, felt that this sounded very inconsistent.

Fu Qingcheng stood on the roof holding a folding fan with his hand under his nose, looking at the two brothers who were silent in front of them, he felt that the scene was a bit awkward, so he decided that with Master in charge, nothing serious would happen to Mu Ze, so he immediately stepped down from the roof.Yin Qianji yawned and said, "What, let's fight first?"

Mu Lan's face turned cold, and the grief and indignation of more than ten years turned into an invisible force. She turned the snake whip in her hand and walked towards Mu Ze's face.

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng who was walking down from the sky, his face was a little incredulous, although the lightness kung fu is very mysterious, and he can do it himself, but it was all done by borrowing strength, Fu Qingcheng is good at lightness kung fu, he knows it, but it is like a ghost Floating down how to explain?

"Don't you know?" Huo Qiangu on the side raised his eyebrows proudly: "This is a move called 'Ghost Step', one of the martial arts masterpiece 'Jiuqu Harrier'. It can walk on the wind, not only can you walk down from it, If you want him to walk straight in mid-air right now, he has no pressure."

He Tinge raised his eyebrows, looking very powerful.

"What are you talking about!" Fu Qingcheng went straight to He Tingge and asked with a smile.The corners of He Tingge's lips moved: "It's nothing, I'm just complimenting you."

The three of them didn't talk much, they looked up at the two people who were fighting in the air, they couldn't help but secretly stunned, Mu Lan was so powerful, the snake whip seemed to have eyes to force Mu Ze to face him, but But Mu Ze blindly dodged and didn't fight back at all.

"Fight back!" Mu Lan said coldly.

Mu Ze just frowned, he wanted to escape, but the barrier Yin Qianji erected invisible with internal force made him unable to leave, he was not Yin Qianji's opponent, the poor internal force prevented him from being distracted. He forced to break through the barrier, but he didn't want to fight Mu Lan.

"Are you just going to play with him well? If you have the guts to abandon him for more than ten years and ignore him, how can you do something if you don't have the guts to take him?" Yin Qianji's faint voice came from next to his ear, Mu Ze paused in his heart, turned his gaze, There was a "chuckle" sound on the back of the hand, and a cold knife popped out from the back of the hand, meeting the whip thrown by Mu Lan.

"I've learned a lot." Fu Qingcheng leaned against He Tingge. He Tingge was leaning on a pillar to look at the roof. He also found it very enjoyable to watch the two fight each other: "Can Mu Lan win?"

"That depends on Mu Ze." Fu Qingcheng yawned lazily.

He Tingge looked at the two figures on the roof, suddenly felt that something was missing, subconsciously looked around, frowned slightly, usually bluffing, why didn't Haitang see anyone for a long time?

"He and Ziyang have returned to Xu's residence." Fu Qingcheng answered as if he could see what he was thinking.He Tingge nodded clearly, looked at the two drowsy people beside him, and said, "Why don't you two go to sleep first."

"Huh." Huo Qiangu snorted, "I want to watch my Mu Mu." He Tingge curled his lips helplessly, but Fu Qingcheng patted him on the shoulder: "Call me when the fight is over." room to sleep, even though it was He Tingge's room.

Haitang's troubles

The two fighting were ecstasy, but the spectators were all yawning. Even He Tingge felt a little sleepy. He leaned on the pillar and looked at the tiles and broken leaves flying down in the yard from time to time, thinking that if Xu Ziyang was there Let's calculate how much money this is a loss.

The blade on Mu Ze's wrist shone coldly under the moonlight. The whip in Mu Ze's hand swept past with a gust of wind. Mu Ze's skills were superior to his, but he could only defend but not attack. In the end, Mu Ze grabbed Mu Lan and threw him over. The snake whip, the barb of the whip's tail pierced the palm of the hand, and the dark red blood dripped on the ground along the lines of the palm, smashing out flowers.

Mu Lan was short-tempered, but her face was still cold and handsome, she exerted force on her wrist, but the snake whip did not move at all, and said coldly: "Let go!"

Mu Ze hesitated for a moment, let go of the snake whip, and there was a piercing pain on the bloody palm, and even the shoulder that was hit by Mu Lan at first was also stabbing, and his brows were wrinkled, but he didn't care about it , just staring at Mu Lan, I still remember the last time I saw him, when Mu Lan was seven years old, she sneaked a glance at him, and in a blink of an eye, he was already this old.

Huo Qiangu sat on the chair in the corridor, curling his lips angrily. Mu Lan is very sad now, but others can't see it.

"Mu Lan..." Mu Ze's hoarse voice slowly spit out from his lips. Apart from this name, what else could he say?

"What are you doing back here? Aren't you dead?" Mu Lan said coldly, his breath was a little messy, but he controlled it very well.Mu Ze opened his mouth when he heard the words, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Mu Lan threw the snake whip, turned and left, with a sneer on the corner of her lips, which seemed to be self-deprecating or sad.

"I just want to come and see you." Mu Ze said softly, his hoarse voice cut through the air, Mu Lan paused, but didn't look back, and said coldly, "I'm doing just fine without you." Only Huo Qiangu noticed Mu Lan's reddish eye sockets, and his heart felt sour. For so many years, he has never seen him cry, even