. Seeing this manor of the Dongfang Family, ---- swaying around.
The wild wolf was standing by the pond. He was constantly swinging and lowering an ordinary steel knife, and then swinging it down again. The action was very fast. The sword that he had practiced for more than ten years now was practiced, but it didn't seem at all. Unfamiliar, Ye Feng nodded secretly in his eyes, not to mention that he was proficient in all kinds of weapons, but Ye Feng still has a say in weapons that are known for fierce swords. The world martial arts is only fast. It is based on fast. The only way is to pay attention to accuracy. . .
Undoubtedly, the wolf’s knife training method is right. It is like a withdrawal from Chen Muqing’s knife training method. It gives Ye Feng a very dangerous feeling, and Ye Feng’s appearance does not seem to bother the sword practice at all. "The wild wolf, still persistent, repeated the same action with one knife after another.
In time, the martial arts of the wild wolf will definitely improve several levels than before. This is Ye Feng's evaluation.
Seeing Ye Feng staring at the wolf in a daze, Dongfang Yaoqing gave him a hand, and walked to the pond to face the uncle Huang who was lying on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed and screamed: "Grandpa Huang !"
Still an image of a horrible old man, Huang Uncle squinted his eyes, glanced at Ye Feng, the light in his eyes flashed away. . .
Ye Feng nodded to the old man. Of course he could see the horror of the old man who seemed to have stepped into the coffin. Of course, Ye Feng was not half afraid, and some just admired such a hidden master. It’s not easy for people to live, let alone to live so long, he can imagine how uncle Huang was a tough figure when he was young, and choosing such a lifestyle to spend his old age is not comparable to ordinary people. of. . .
"You're Ye Feng?" Uncle Huang smiled at Ye Feng very rarely, and then got up from the bamboo chair, seemingly struggling.
However, as soon as he walked in front of Ye Feng, the latter couldn't help taking a step back. Uncle Huang's momentum increased with each step. Dongfang Yaoqing had an expression of optimism, with a faint smile in the corner of her eyes. . .
Ye Feng smiled and said: "Yes, my name is Ye Feng, but Uncle Huang should not know him."
"Of course I don't know, but my apprentice knows." Uncle Huang pointed to the wolf who was still practicing the knife, and smiled.
"I know him, nicknamed "Wild Wolf". He is quick to use swords. But I think he can switch to swords. That is what your old man meant. It seems that Uncle Huang is still very discerning. I won't be able to see it for long. You can see the effect." Ye Feng missed the opportunity to flatter, of course this flattery is not pure. . .
Uncle Huang was taken aback and squinted: "I heard that your martial arts is very high?"
"Where and where, just so-so, let's do it!" Ye Feng seemed to understand what Uncle Huang meant.
Seeing Ye Feng standing still and looking indifferent, the old man's aura slowly dissipated, nodded, and smiled: "It seems that the young lady has a good vision, but a young man. The road has to be taken step by step. Nian is one of the greatest sins in life, and you must know how to restrain yourself before you can make a difference!"
"I understand what the old man meant..." Ye Feng nodded seriously.
Uncle Huang walked back to the bamboo chair again, lay down slowly, closed his eyes and calmed down. He seemed to have no interest in speaking anymore. In fact, this was the time Dongfang Yaoqing had seen Uncle Huang speak the most since she was sensible.
Standing at the study window on the third floor, Dongfang Yu looked at the daughter and Ye Feng downstairs with a complicated expression, then sat on the chair, closed his eyes and "touched" the Buddha beads on his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Mother Wu, where's Dad?" When Dongfang Yaoqing and Ye Feng walked into the living room, Mother Wu was greeting the two servants to clean the living room. . .
"Miss is back? This is my uncle? Hehe, she's so handsome, she's a good match, master is in the study!" With Wu's detached position in Dongfang's house, she can naturally talk to Dongfang Yaoqing like this, but the two laymen It was a respectful face that called a young lady towards Dongfang Yaoqing.
Dongfang Yaoqing's face turned red, and then she walked towards the third floor first. Ye Feng said that she was not nervous at all, it was impossible, but at least she didn't seem so nervous, the clouds were clear and clear.
When he walked into Dongfang Yu’s study, Ye Feng was a little surprised. It was not that there were too many books in this study, but that almost every book was turned a little outdated. Obviously, Dongfang Yu was not a collector, but a real scholar. . . .
Ye Feng also secretly admired the words "control anger" in the extraordinary block letters on the wall.
"Dad." Dongfang Yaoqing called.
Dongfang Yu opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "Sit down!"
Ye Feng didn't miss the opportunity to call his uncle, and then he sat down with Dongfang Yaoqing. . .
Mother Wu brought a few cups of tea up, and then nodded towards Ye Feng friendly, and then stepped back.
"Go help your mother Wu to cook the dishes. It's been a long time since you've eaten the dishes you cooked. At night, I will show your hand in front of Ye Feng!" Dongfang Yu smiled and said to his daughter.
Dongfang Yaoqing was taken aback, and looked at Ye Feng with some caution. Fortunately, Ye Feng's expression was calm.
Watching his daughter leave, Dongfang Yu's expression suddenly became indifferent, and said lightly to Ye Feng: "Do you know how to play chess?"
Ye Feng was taken aback, but quickly said with a smile: "Yes..."
"How about playing chess with me?" Dongfang Yu's tone could not allow Ye Feng to refuse.
So Dongfang Yu personally took out a pair of ivory chess from the bookshelf. Although each chess piece is not small, it does not give people a rough feeling, but is very delicate.
If he dared to meet Dongfang Yu, Ye Feng had already given up. He hadn't even been afraid of meeting Ye Feng, the head of Central No. 1, and naturally he would not be afraid of Dongfang Yu's intentional aura.
Dongfang Yu's chess power is extraordinary, and Ye Feng is not a weak one. Dongfang Yu walks very calmly every step, with a general demeanor, while Ye Feng is running sideways, an endless posture.
In the end, Ye Feng lost, but the loss was also very tragic. Looking at the only three chess pieces on the chessboard, Ye Feng had no way to go. A handsome student was suffocated. Of course, Dongfang Yu was not much better, except for the overall situation. The general will be left alone.
"I lost." Ye Feng patted his horse and said, "Uncle is too good!"
Dongfang Yu knew it well, and was also surprised at the high level of Ye Feng's release of water. If he had not been scrupulous, he would also not be able to see the flaws, but Dongfang Yu did not point it out, and he smiled: "You Not bad."
Seeing Dongfang Yu's smiling face, Ye Feng felt a guilty conscience inexplicably.
Not in a hurry to clean up the mess, Dongfang Yu pointed to the side seat and smiled at Ye Feng: "Come, let's talk."
Ye Feng let out a long sigh, finally getting to the point. -