The devil is hard to raise

Ye Yu could feel the warmth of the sun before he woke up. The morning light came in through the closed screen window and pressed on his eyelids.He immediately opened his eyes, jumped up from the chair, then stood at attention with both hands and feet, and began to say very rhythmically: "One, two, three, four..." and began to do radio gymnastics.

His current body is very resilient. In the past, broadcasting gymnastics that were difficult for him was a trivial matter. Now that he has traveled to the world of martial arts, of course he has to do as the Romans do and exercise well.

After doing a set of radio gymnastics with ease, he touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and thought with some regret that with his current physical fitness, returning to the original world to chase girls is a matter of success in minutes.I used to be a dead house, I could only lick the screen for two-dimensional cute girls, and saw the three-dimensional sister Yu was killed in seconds.

Ye Yu thought sadly, but it's a pity that everything is gone, and he can never go back to the past.He is now a hero of the justice faction, holding a green bamboo sword to fight the boss, he may sacrifice himself.For a while, the ancient dragon, Jin Yong, Wen Ruian, and those martial arts books from Huan Zhu Zhuzhu ran out. A chivalrous man should have the world in his heart, a chivalrous man should be proud of the world, and a chivalrous man should hack Chao Min to death.

Once a day, YY hacked Chaomin to death, and his mood would really improve.He grinned a few times, and then turned around to see that the kid had woken up, standing beside the bed in the linen clothes he had taken off, looking at him with a blank expressionless face.

Only then did Ye Yu remember that there was something important to do, so he hurriedly walked in front of the young man, stretched out three fingers and asked, "How much is it, my child."

Chaomin,...

Ye Yu frowned, and raised his middle finger again unwillingly, "Then how much is this?"

Chao Min...why looking at this finger, I have the urge to break it off.

Ye Yu was a little desperate, he scratched his hair angrily, and raised two fingers again, "It's a few, it's easy, one plus one equals..."

two.

Before Chao Min could make a sound, Ye Yu had withdrawn his finger and muttered decadently: "He's dead, his IQ has gone from [-] to [-], maybe even schools for the mentally handicapped won't accept him."

For Ye Yu's crazy words, Chao Min didn't have the desire to figure it out, he was still thinking about when to take out his dantian.

Wait until Ye Yu becomes normal, no longer crazy or stupid, then kill him.Even if the successor of the Dongxian School seems to be useless now, the heart of the Dongxian School itself is to be broken by the wind, and to be rebuilt after being broken.It is very likely that Ye Yu was seriously injured and closed his self-awareness to heal his wounds, leaving only a sliver of consciousness to become like this.

As soon as Ye Yu finished worrying about the little ghost, he felt his desire to move around the corner.It's time for sword practice. Anyway, if this body does not practice sword for a day, it is like not eating.He picked up the sword and took Chaomin's hand again. Chaomin's juvenile hand was very slender. Ye Yu grabbed it and said with a smile: "I said you eat more, and you will not be able to chase after sister Yu in the future if you are so thin. of."

Ye Yu's hand was very warm, as warm as a hot flame.

Curiously lowering their eyelids, looking at the hands holding each other, a bright red flashed in Zhao Min's dark black pupils, which was obscure.

Walking into the yard, Ye Yu let go of his hand, and Chao Min's fingers suddenly became cold again.He looked over, and saw that Ye Yu had already moved lightly, drew his sword and waved it in the yard.The ethereal aura of the Dongxian school is fully displayed on him, but at the same time, there is no trace of the rigid aura of the sword school.Soft on the outside and strong on the inside, without that sharp killing intent, the sword in Ye Yu's hand would be useless.

But to Ye Yu, he didn't seem to care at all.

"Swordsman, strong but not destroyed, keep one's heart and hold one, kill but not destroy."

A calm and cold words suddenly sounded in Ye Yu's ears, his swordplay paused, his mind went blank for a moment, the erratic movement on the sword immediately stabilized automatically, and the change of his feet had already changed his swordplay.The tip of the sword cut across the air, and a crooked neck in the distance was immediately cut across by this sharp sword energy. After a while, the trunk made a dull sound, and then the whole tree was split from the middle with a rattle and went straight back. Fall on your back.

Ye Yu was frightened, he quickly retracted his sword, and checked the green bamboo sword in a panic. It was the sword that chopped down the tree just now. Could it be that he was wrong, the green bamboo sword is actually not a sword, but a laser in Star Wars?Then he remembered the voice just now, that voice made the scalp tingle, and he was almost manipulated at that moment.He hurriedly looked around, but there was no one in the yard except the kid.

For a while, Ye Yu was a little suspicious, thinking that this yard was very evil. Maybe this is not only a world of martial arts but also a world of ghosts and ghosts. Who knows if a thousand-year-old tree demon will come out.He rushed in front of Chao Min, grabbed his hand and hurried outside, said with lingering fear while walking: "Let's get out of this ghost place quickly, it will be bad luck if we get possessed by something unclean."

Looking at the crooked neck tree, Chao Min squinted his round eyes, a kind of dark madness was silently growing.

He would actually guide Ye Yu, the proud successor of the preaching immortal of the Dongxian School.

This is not the most important thing. What makes him unhappy is how Ye Yu, who was guided by him, has such a weak sword energy.It's just... It's just embarrassing him.

Not long after Ye Yu and the others left, a black shadow silently crawled out from the pile of broken branches and leaves of the crooked neck tree lying down.The masked man with the flute on stood up, and then took off his mask. Under the mask was a black hood that tightly wrapped his face.The flute man carefully wiped the dust off the mask with his cuff, put it back on, and then turned into a black phantom and continued to follow.

And the problem in his brain transitioned from how the lord would like such a fool, to...how Ye Yu, who was guided by the lord, has such weak sword energy.

Does that idiot Ye Yu know how many people on their path are willing to risk their lives just for their respect?One sentence can be used for life, one sentence can break through the realm, one sentence can immediately become a Buddha (devil...)

In terms of his stupid evaluation, Diziman added another evaluation to Ye Yu, Ye Yu is a waste of martial arts.