Thunderbolt, a thousand years old

"What is Wu?" Lin Tianxing also sat down, and asked casually.

Yin Qiansui answered casually without turning back: "Warrior is the way, uphold righteousness, and perform chivalrous actions, so as to live up to the arrogance of the warrior."

"Oh?" Lin Tianxing was slightly surprised, but he also made up his mind about it, and then he pretended to be casual and asked, "What is righteousness?"

Below, Yin Xiaoshen and Xia Yan also pricked up their ears.

"A little bit of arrogance, a thousand miles of blissful wind." She replied with great pride.

Lin Tianxing nodded secretly, with their Confucian demeanor.

"Then what is text?"

"What do you think of the turbulent martial arts situation?"

Lin Tianxing asked again and again.

Several people waited for her answer with piercing eyes.

"Literature, literate, knowledgeable about the ancient and the present, aware of propriety, righteousness, honesty and shame, right and wrong, black and white, and righteousness."

"As for the turbulent martial arts situation, I have only one sentence for you, set things right, and cover up with water, I'm afraid they will do something!" Yin Qiansui met Lin Tianxing's expectant eyes with an idiot-like expression.

Lin Tianxing stared at him, "Go back and sleep if you know? Don't think you can escape responsibility if you lose your memory!"

Yin Qiantui was dumbfounded, how could he change his face when he changed his face?

Lin Tianxing looked righteous: "Although you lost your memory due to work injuries, you can't break the law with your body! Everything you break today will be deducted from your monthly bill! Hmph!"

Huangru flicked his sleeves arrogantly and disappeared in a flash, Nima, the place on his body that was punched was really painful, and he wiped away the tears from the pain.

"Hello? I'm not the only one who smashed things, you also smashed a lot, why only mine?!"

Yin Qiantui jumped and roared loudly, however, Lin Tianxing just slipped on his foot, and the oil on the sole of his foot disappeared completely.

Yin Chitose let go of his anger.

"Puff..." Yuru Wuxia smiled unceremoniously, and immediately got a slap in the face.

Yin Chitose: "Why are you laughing? Is it funny?"

Xia Kanxuan, Yin Xiaoshen and the two touched their noses.

Feng Ru ruthlessly got up directly: "The herbs in Yufengtai need to be watered, I'll go back first, Chitose, remember to come back and drink the medicine later."

Yin Chitose nodded to Yingshuang.

Yin Xiaoshen: "I'm going back too."

Xia Kanxuan: "Ahem, I remember I still have things to deal with."

After speaking, he got up one after another, and walked out of the hall with a righteous face.

After a moment of silence, the sound of ping-pong-pong came from the hall.

Then they successfully heard the sound of fighting again, Yuru Wuxia's mouth was extremely poisonous, of course, Yin Qiantui did not give up too much.

Xia Kanxuan: "Xia Yan has met an opponent."

Yin Xiaoshen: "From now on, Confucianism will be lively..."

Yue'er hid in the clouds, the two were probably tired of bickering in the hall, Yin Qiantui was the first to walk out with a flick of his sleeves, and even kicked a door over.

"Yin Qiansui! You wait for me." Xia Yan roared while hugging the fallen door.

almost hit him...

A certain person held his head high, ignoring the anger in the hall, and humming a little tune all the way back to Yufeng Terrace. As soon as he entered the door, a little Confucian scholar came with a bowl of black medicine.

"My lord, your medicine."

The little girl is timid, this new venerable is really violent, these days, she fights with venerable Yuru every day...

Yin Qiantui glanced at the medicine with a look of disgust, Nima, just looking at it made me want to vomit!

"Let's put it there, we'll drink it when we meet." She casually pointed to the table in the room.

"Yes."

The little girl put down the medicine silently, then closed the door and retreated.

Yin Qiantui walked up to the medicine holding his nose, checked the color, then let go of his nose and sniffed it, it is a good medicine for blood.

"Ugh..." She almost vomited, pinched her nose quickly, picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into the flowers in the house, and it was over.

She doesn't drink it!

After washing herself up and lying on the bed, in the empty room, she subconsciously touched the inside of the bed, as if she felt that something was missing.

But she was too sleepy, so she didn't think about it that much.

It doesn't matter to her whether she has memory or not, as long as it comes, it is her kingly way to do as she pleases!

"End of Chapter"