"Brother Xiao Yan."
The young girl stood pretty in front of Xiao Yan, her delicate white hands on her back, her body leaning forward slightly, her beautiful watery eyes, curved into beautiful crescents, and her smile filled her, and her pretty little face appeared shallow. The shallow dimples are instantly cute.
Looking out of the scroll, Xiao Yan smiled and glanced at the girl in front of him, and then his gaze swept across the lobby, looking at the fiery gaze, and could not help but said helplessly: "Nizi, I know your charm is not Little, don’t you need to push me out as a shield?"
"Hee hee." With a small mouth pursing, Xun'er sat down next to Xiao Yan and stretched out a lazy waist. The curvaceous curve, wrapped in a tight dress, instantly seductive. When Xun'er took out a scroll from the bookshelf behind her, Xun'er's eyes stayed on Xiao Yan for a while, and she smiled lazily and said, "Brother Xiao Yan has entered the fourth stage of fighting spirit?"
Hearing that, Xiao Yan, who was immersed in the scroll, raised his eyebrows. The ten stages of fighting energy are all in the initial stage. The vague and weak waves of fighting energy are difficult to be noticed, so if you don't use fighting energy Or the test stone detection, it is generally difficult to tell exactly how many paragraphs the owner has reached, but now, after just a few random glances, Xun'er has broken through Xiao Yan's details, which really surprised him a bit. .
"What is the identity of this Nizi? Look at the fighting skills she used to fight against Xiao Ning. It is obviously an advanced fighting skill. This golden light fighting skill is not owned by the Xiao family..." Several thoughts flashed in his mind, Xiao Yan Piantou took a deep look at the girl who smiled at Yanxi, shrugged slightly, and nodded lightly: "It's the fourth paragraph."
Seeing Xiao Yan nodding, the smile on Xun'er's small face suddenly thickened, and she chuckled lightly: "I think it is related to Brother Xiao Yan's hard work for half a month?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yan nodded faintly. Xiao Yan didn't deny it. He turned his gaze back to the scroll and asked casually, "How can you compare yourself with them today?"
"It's boring." Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders, Xun'er said with a smile, and turned his eyes to the young man, with a vague resentment: "Since the last time, Xiao Yan's brother hasn't found Xun'er for half a month. Now, are you afraid that Xun'er won't be able to pay you back?"
Xiao Yan was startled, a little embarrassed, and smiled bitterly: "Next year will have a coming-of-age ceremony. Can I just practice?" He raised his head and looked at the girl's slightly wrinkled nose, and had to stretch out his palm and pat it affectionately. Xun'er's little head softly comforted: "I will definitely spare time to accompany Xun'er in the future."
After listening to Xiao Yan's assurance, Xun'er's little face relaxed slightly, and she kept whispering laughter in Xiao Yan's ear. Her intimate appearance made all the teenagers in the lobby flush with jealousy.
Looking at the two chuckles and talking under the bookshelf from a distance, Xiao Ning's mouth twitched slightly, and his face was rather ugly. A pair of fists were tight and loose, loose and tight...
As the grandson of the elder in the family, Xiao Ning has always had a strong sense of superiority. For this unique girl, Xun'er, Xiao Ning has decided to make her his own wife in his heart very firmly, although this is just His wishful thinking...
Now that I see my daughter-in-law and another person talking and laughing, and being intimate, it is hard not to make Xiao Ning's heart not jealous. Moreover, most importantly, the one who talks and laughs intimately with Xun'er is the most in the family. Useless waste.
Anger was constantly emerging in his eyes. After a while, Xiao Ning slowly sighed. On his face, he put on a gentle smile again, straightened up the messy clothes, and faced the people next to the bookshelf in full view. The two walked quickly.
In the lobby, everyone looked at Xiao Ning who was walking towards the two of them. They all laughed happily. Of course, the laughter was obviously not directed at Xiao Ning, but at someone who seemed to be at a loss. Xiao Yan.
Looking at the shape of the human body vein on the scroll, Xiao Yan secretly remembered the acupuncture points of the gravel palm and the position of the vein.
With a lightly relieved sigh, Xiao Yan's drooping brows suddenly wrinkled, and his sensitive soul perception made him clearly aware of the actions of everyone in the lobby, including Xiao Ning who was walking over.
"This Nizi is also a troublemaker." With a low sigh, Xiao Yan slowly closed the scroll in his hand.
"Haha, cousin Xiao Yan, do you want to learn fighting skills? Do you need my cousin to help you find some high-level ones? There are some things, maybe my cousin can't reach the authority." Standing in front of Xiao Yan with a smile, Xiao Ning Harmony laughed.
Xiao Yan rolled up the scroll in his hand, placed it on the bookshelf gently, shook his head slightly, and said faintly, "Thank you for your concern, I don't need it for the time being."
"Oh, hehe, I almost forgot... Cousin Xiao Yan's fighting spirit is only three stages, too advanced, and it is really difficult to learn." Xiao Ning rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hand, and Xiao Ning seemed to smile suddenly, but The irony on his face did not hide much.
Xiao Yan sighed lightly, this was the one who came to the door to find curse...
The corners of his mouth slowly raised a mean arc, and Xiao Yan said helplessly: "I know that you are saying this to get Xun'er's attention, but I still have to say that you are naive..."
After Xiao Yan’s ruthless insinuation, the smile on Xiao Ning’s face gradually diminished. He did not expect that Xiao Yan, who was usually reticent, suddenly had the courage to talk to him. His face was gloomy, and he sneered: "It seems that cousin Xiao Yan treats my cousin very much? Or, let's make gestures? Let me see how much my cousin has grown in the past few years?"
"Do you need me to sign with you?" Xun'er put down the scroll in her hand, raised her small face, her beautiful Shui Ling eyes, a little cold.
The corner of her eyes flicked, looking at Xun'er who was standing up for Xiao Yan, Xiao Ning's heart became more jealous, and he gave him a fierce look, mockingly said: "You know hiding behind a woman?"
"Why didn't you dare to talk to me like this three years ago?"
Xiao Yan lifted his toes and took out a bundle of scrolls again, blowing away the dust on it, and said faintly in his mouth.
I have to say that Xiao Yan's indifferent and calm appearance fell in the eyes of people who hated him, and it really made people feel blocked in his chest.
The teeth clenched fiercely together and made a creaking sound. Although his heart was already furious, Xiao Ning didn't dare to really attack Xiao Yan. No matter how low Xiao Yan's cultivation talent was, he was after all the son of the patriarch.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ning glanced at Xiao Yan coldly, lowered her head slightly, and whispered coldly in her ear: "Xiao Yan, you are no longer the cultivating genius three years ago. Now you are just a genius. It’s just a waste, Xun'er, it’s not something you can match, know, leave her as soon as possible, otherwise, hey, although you can’t do it on weekdays, you have to accept the challenge of a tribe in the coming-of-age ceremony one year later. If you don't want to become a disabled person, I advise you to get out early, then hide in a remote place in a poor mountain and live the next life safely!"
Hearing these threatening words, Xiao Yan's mouth turned slightly, his head tilted slightly, and he looked at Xiao Ning with an extremely strange look, then rolled his eyes, picked up the scroll in his hand, turned and left.
Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, Xiao Ning thought he had compromised, but before he could be happy, the boy's understatement made his face suddenly green.
"Well, well, one year later... I am waiting for you to mark me as disabled."