Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

He Dong's howling really had the posture of the proprietress of Changyin Building, almost deafening Song Yexi's ears, and those guests who had shrunk their necks just now stretched their necks to see.

It's not just the ears that suffer, it's also unbearable to be looked at by so many people like monkeys.

Xiaoer couldn't bear it and knelt down, and persuaded the young master: "Young master, hurry up and let my young master get up, he is weak, and he can't bear such a toss."

Song Yexi almost burst out laughing, this little boy has bad eyesight, he is so weak, even if he is fat and fat, even if he throws a stone, he won't be able to hurt him.

"Master Ye, just accept me as an apprentice. I will serve you with delicious food and drink. Just teach me."

Song Yexi kicked her leg: "Get up."

"Are you willing to accept me?"

Seeing that Song Yexi still refused to agree with a cold face, He Dong didn't care about 21, and hugged her tightly, as if she wouldn't let go no matter what.

This fat man is shameless, he still wants it.

Song Yexi said with a cold face, "Get up!"

He Dong was frightened by Song Yexi's words, so he stopped crying and howling, and even looked at Song Yexi in a daze along with his second child.

"I don't teach much."

He Dong jumped up from the ground immediately: "Success, as long as you are willing to teach, you can teach as much as you want."

"I want to live in your house."

"No problem, good food, good drink and good service, He Ran has nothing else, there is no shortage of food and wine."

The He family's house is just behind the restaurant. It is a rather large house. The business of He Ranju is very prosperous, so the ancestral property is rich and the house is also very large.

He Dong's mother—Mrs.

Song Yexi didn't give any explanation, but just asked a question: "Do you know that there is a famous move in the Fengzu swordsmanship?"

After finishing speaking, he drew out his sword, his figure was light, and the sword strokes were struck down without any muddy water. When the sword wind swept away, the fallen leaves all over the ground were rolled up by the sword wind and flew up against the wind.

He jumped up, and the fallen leaves danced wildly and rolled up to follow. The withered and yellow leaves were like flying butterflies at this time.

The backyard was covered with fallen leaves. Song Yexi had just touched the ground with her toes, and she was also agile when she retracted her sword.

Mrs. He said word by word: "The phoenix is ​​bathed in fire."

He Dong didn't understand it, it was just a fancy sword move, the leaves fell all over the ground, why was my old lady stunned, no, why did she cry!

"Mom, what's wrong with you? What can you tell from this move?"

As soon as He Dong finished speaking, Mrs. He patted him on the head angrily and called him stupid.

That is the famous move of the Feng Clan called "Phoenix Bathing Fire". What Song Yexi demonstrated was just a sword move. If spiritual power is injected into it, it will be too powerful, and the house may be destroyed.

Mrs. He wiped her tears, pulled He Dong over, dragged him to Song Yexi, kicked him on the leg and made him kneel down.

"Young Master Ye is from the Feng Clan?"

"That's it."

"Are you really willing to accept my son as a disciple?"

Song Yexi looked at He Dong a few times, and he was really fat. After a little thought, he said, "Well, but he can't learn the moves of the phoenix bathing in fire, at most he can only learn a few moves to protect himself."

"That's good, that's good, He Dong, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and kowtow to your teacher."

This teacher is worshiped.

Song Yexi also knew why He Dong couldn't learn swordsmanship so well, and even ran into the mountains to rob people as opponents. The reason was very simple. Mrs. He doted on He Dong too much, and she couldn't see He Dong suffering a little bit.

After teaching for a few days, Mrs. He came seven or eight times a day, either to deliver sweet soup with supplements, or to let the maids pinch her waist and beat her legs. It's no wonder that He Dong is so fat.

When it was time for dinner, everyone went to rest before he spoke.

Song Yexi was extremely depressed, there really was no such thing as free food in this world, so it would be of no use if this went on.

Therefore, this time, he took strong medicine and strictly prohibited Mrs. He from visiting again. He Dong had to practice basic skills first to train his body to the best condition for him.

He Dong was walking in the yard with a bucket, and Song Yexi was sitting on a corner of the roof of the house with a dog's tail grass in his mouth. It's good to play around occasionally, otherwise his life would be too sad.

"Hey, you are now a master. Didn't you hurt him by teaching him?"

Song Yexi was too lazy to look up at the person who came: "I don't know how to teach him the magic skills of the demon clan."

If it's just some basic sword tricks, if he can teach them, He Dong can also understand them. If they are more advanced, even if he can teach them, He Dong may not be able to understand them.

Ao Feng rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "I think I helped you a lot during your cultivation, why don't you call me Master."

Someone with a dog's tail grass in his mouth thought about his own cultivation process. It was a life-and-death gamble. If it wasn't for his own fate, he might have died a long time ago.

"Do you need me to stay and help?"

"No, you'd better not come over and cause trouble for me."

Ao Feng restrained his smile: "But you are being watched."

His eyes narrowed slightly, Ao Feng was right, he was really being targeted, and he didn't know who the other party was, if the background was too big, there might be endless troubles.

He spat out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and said casually: "I know, so now you are too."

Ao Feng suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Hahaha, not necessarily, you can do it yourself, I want to be wise and protect myself, and there will be a period later."

That unreliable Ao Feng hides faster than a rabbit when it comes to mentioning this matter, anyway, staying here will add to the chaos.

He Dong has been squatting for two hours in the horse stance, his hands and legs trembling, Song Yexi broke a tree branch and whipped his buttocks: "Squat well, keep your waist straight."

"Ye...Master Ye, why do you still have to stride, can I rest for a while? I'm too tired."

"To practice swordsmanship, you must first hold the sword firmly."

He Dong has passed the best age for sword practice, and now he has to work hard if he wants to practice, and only letting him squat for three or two hours is already considering his fat body.

About another hour passed.

"Go eat and rest for half an hour."

When He Dong heard this, he threw the bucket with a bang, and the whole lump of flesh collapsed on the ground, dying or alive.

"Master Ye, what do you want to eat? Do you want someone to bring it to your room?"

"No, you go first."

Song Yexi went to stay at He Ran Residence, and Xiao Er also recognized him. He was He Dong's master, so he naturally had a good room for him to use, but he chose a table in the corner to stay. Well, it's more comfortable here.

After drinking and eating, as soon as they heard everyone shouting something, those people all looked out of the window, Song Yexi couldn't hold back and looked over, the street market was also very lively.

Two young masters walked by on the street. They were dressed in pink and had white faces. They were good-looking. They held long swords. They walked with a heroic appearance. With their attire and their swords, they were undoubtedly members of the Feng clan.

The men and women of the Feng clan are all outstanding in appearance, no wonder they say that if they want to marry, they should marry the Feng clan men. If they want to marry, they should marry the girls of the Feng clan.

Really, what did they say? The two of them came straight to Heranju, asked for two upper rooms, and then hurried up. There were so many men and women downstairs that their saliva flowed out.