"Auntie, this..."
Yun Qian wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it. Because Haohao was already holding the wooden sword and her aunt was walking up, it was useless.
"Little bastard, who taught you to do this?" Murong Qingfeng walked up and squatted down to look at Haohao.
"Don't call me a bastard!" Haohao said angrily.
Murong Qingfeng asked: "Then what should I call you?"
"My name is Zhang Hao!"
"Oh, that's good! Let me call you Zhang Hao from now on."
"There is no future, today I will live or you will die!" Haohao said angrily.
"Oh my God, with this kind of teaching, it seems like you can beat me!"
"We must win, let's take action!" Haohao took a stance.
"The swordsmanship of the Mo family, haha, not bad, not bad. Was it taught by your Emiko godmother?"
"That's right, what are you talking about? Let's take action!"
"Okay, today I will play with your little... Zhang Hao!"
Murong Qingfeng took out his long sword, but did not pull it out, and just fought with Haohao.
"Ah..." Haohao shouted and rushed forward, very fast.
Murong Qingfeng easily dodged the sword thrust, maybe she didn't need a long sword, Hao Hao couldn't have hit her.
After a few moves, Haohao became a little anxious and said angrily: "Draw the sword!"
"Good boy, seeing how arrogant you are, I want you to know what it means to be powerful..."
Murong Qingfeng really drew her sword, threw away the scabbard, and flew out deep into the tree trunk in the courtyard. The leaves of the big tree were motionless, which showed how strong she was.
Haohao already felt that the opponent's combat power was off the charts, but he was still not afraid. He attacked again when the opponent had not yet attacked.
"Ah..." Haohao rushed forward with his wooden sword. Murong Qingfeng cut the wooden sword into two pieces with a slight wave of his long sword.
Haohao was stunned.
"Boy, your weapons don't seem to work!" Murong Qingfeng said.
Yun Qian over there shouted: "Son, use your Emiko godmother's sword..."
As he spoke, Yun Qian threw a long sword that was almost longer than him. Haohao was still able to catch it steadily and pulled out the sword. He also imitated others and threw the scabbard aside, but he only threw it out. A few meters away.
"We are indeed a family, haha, interesting... "
Haohao rushed over with his long sword, and Murong Qingfeng stood there to fight.
clang…
The two swords collided with a loud noise, and Haohao was forced to take a step back. The sword was almost knocked off, and his hands were numb.
"Zhang Hao, you can't beat me!" Murong Qingfeng said.
Haohao held the sword tightly and blew a whistle in his mouth. At the same time, he also attacked. Murong Qingfeng was confused.
She understood the next moment and said with a smile: "Good guy..."
When Haohao rushed up, an arrow flew out from nowhere, and Murong Qingfeng turned sideways to avoid it.
The body moved behind Haohao and kicked Haohao's butt. Haohao almost fell to his knees.
"How dare you sneak attack me!"
Murong Qingfeng picked up a stone and threw it over. The flowers screamed, and a small body came out, covering his hand in pain.
"Sister Mina..." Haohao said angrily.
"Brother Haohao, leave me alone and kill her!"
Haohao continued to hold the sword.
Murong Qingfeng looked at this small universe that was about to explode, and couldn't help but sigh: "My dear, if you grow up, that's fine. If you learn Mohist swordsmanship at a young age, the world will be in chaos... Then let this The world is a little more chaotic, and I should also learn the Murong family's swordsmanship... "
As he said that, Murong Qingfeng grabbed Haohao and grabbed his hands, but the sword had already fallen to the ground.
"Brother Haohao..."
At this time, Mina rushed over, and Murong Qingfeng caught her with her backhand. Mina struggled.
"Let my sister go, let her go..."
Haohao struggled and howled, but Yun Qian and the others over there didn't move. They knew that their aunt always acted in a measured way.
"Care about yourself first, you can't survive yourself, and you still care about others... call me grandma, and I will let you go!" Murong Qingfeng said.
Haohao said angrily: "Kill me. If you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you next time..."
"Oh, you are ambitious..." Murong Qingfeng said: "Call my aunt and I will let your sister go!"
"Seriously?" Haohao asked.
"certainly… "
"Okay, great aunt!"
"Hey..." Murong Qingfeng smiled happily: "Hey..."
"Let my sister go now!"
Murong Qingfeng let Mina go, and Mina rushed over to hit her. Murong Qingfeng hit her on the shoulder and fell down, but she stood up again to rush.
"Do you want your brother to die?" Murong Qingfeng said angrily.
Mina didn't dare to move: "Let him go!"
"You haven't called me grandma yet!"
"Did you let him go after I called you?" Mina asked.
Murong Qingfeng said: "I never said this, but if you make me happy by screaming, I might let him go!"
"Grandma!"
"Hey... Haha..." Murong Qingfeng smiled happily.
Yun Qian and the others over there were a little speechless when they saw Murong Qingfeng's operation. What else could they say.
"Let my brother go now!" Mina said angrily.
Murong Qingfeng said: "I'm not happy. Look, he has learned the swordsmanship of the Mohist family, so he must also learn the swordsmanship of my Murong family. What you should learn most is the swordsmanship of the Murong family. There are many other skills." You can learn any method, it’s not much worse than the Mohist method!”
"Haohao, as long as you agree to learn the Murong family's swordsmanship, I will let you go!"
"really?"
"Oh, you little clever one!" Murong Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, thinking that Haohao would say that he didn't want to learn from his enemies. Unexpectedly, he immediately agreed: "Of course it's true. Learn the swordsmanship of my Murong family, and you will be able to do it in the future." You can defeat me, haha, right? Defeating the enemy with his own skills is the most satisfying, isn't it
"snort… "
Having seen through his thoughts, Haohao snorted coldly.
"Since you want to learn, then you have to listen to me from now on?"
"I will listen to you when it comes to practicing swordsmanship! Otherwise, I can listen to you if you want to, but not if you don't want to!" Haohao said.
"Haha, okay, good boy, your mind works very fast!" Murong Qingfeng smiled.
"Haohao, why don't you call me Master!"
Yun Qian over there shouted loudly, this opportunity is rare!
"My aunt is pinching me, how can I scream!" Haohao said.
"Ha ha… "
Murong Qingfeng was very happy and let him go.
"Master, please bow to me!" Haohao said and bowed.
But Murong Qingfeng suddenly put her toes under Haohao's knees, and Haohao's knees knelt on her toes.
"No, I don't dare to be your master, otherwise your grandma won't be happy. I'm not qualified yet, but I'm content to be your great-aunt. Get up!"
The style of painting suddenly changed.
Haohao didn't know what to do.
"Haohao, thank you, grandma!" Yun Qian came over.
Haohao stood up and said, "Thank you, grandma!"
"Hey, that's pretty much it!" Murong Qingfeng responded happily.
It seems that she likes Haohao very much.