Mixed martial arts: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless master

When the Tianshan boy called him Zhuge Xiaohua, Zhuge Zheng and I were not surprised.

Although few people know my "word", you can still know it if you ask or do some research.

But others also know about his senior brothers, so it’s not just a matter of investigation.

"Don't be so surprised. I just said that when I met you, you were still a little kid."

Tianshan Tonglao said.

Seeing Zhuge Zhengwo's confused look, Zhui Ming leaned into Zhuge Zhengwo's ear and whispered in his ear:

"Master, this person is Ling'er's senior sister, called Tianshan Tonglao."

"Although she looks only eight or nine years old, she is nearly a hundred years old."

When Zhuge Zhengwo heard this, he touched his beard and frowned as he recalled.

After a while, Zhuge Zhengyi thought of something, bent down and cupped his hands and said:

"It turns out to be Senior Tong!"

When Tianshan Child Elder saw Zhuge Zheng, I thought about it and said lightly:

"Well, you have a good eye."

Zhuge Zhengwo asked:

"Senior Tong, why did you come to the capital this time?"

Tianshan Tonglao, also known as Tong Piaoyun.

Zhuge Zheng, when I saw Tianshan Tonglao before, she was still in my own sect.

His master Wei Qingqingqing and Tianshan Tonglao are good friends.

Tianshan Child Elder only went to Zizaimen once.

I didn't stay long that time and left Zi Zai Men in a hurry.

Zhuge Zhengyi remembers that his master Wei Qingqingqing had great respect for Tianshan Tonglao at that time.

At that time, his master was nearly forty years old, and the Tianshan Child Elder looked like this now.

Zhuge Zheng was still thinking about why his master respected a child so much.

Later, after asking his master, he found out that the reason why Tianshan Child Lao looked like this was due to the martial arts he practiced.

Moreover, Wei Qingqingqing also told Zhuge Zhengwo and Zhuge Zhengwo's senior brothers, saying: No matter what, you can't offend the Tianshan Child's Grandma, and you can't make enemies with the Tianshan Child's Grandma.

Zhuge Zheng and I kept this matter firmly in mind at that time.

But after his master passed away for many years, he never saw Tianshan Child Elder again, and gradually forgot about this incident.

Now that he saw Tianshan Child Elder again, he thought about it again.

"I'm just here with my junior sister."

Tianshan Tonglao said.

Zhuge Zhengmei looked at Ye Ling'er over there.

"I see."

After Tianshan Child Elder finished speaking, she stopped talking and continued to practice.

No one bothered her, and everyone went about their own business.

The little guy was eating and chatting with these sisters and brothers.

Time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day for Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng to compete.

Seven Heroes Town.

Ye Changan stood alone on the roof of the manor, with his hands behind his back and his eyes looking forward.

Yaoyue and others sat in the yard, cracking melon seeds and playing mahjong.

"Sisters, why is Ye Lang acting weird lately?"

A'Zhu cracked melon seeds and looked up at Ye Chang'an on the roof.

"Eighty thousand! Who knows what's going on with him."

Huang Rong said while playing mahjong.

"Bang! Sanjou! Maybe it's too hot. Let's blow some cool air on the roof!"

Li Mochou said.

"Nijo! Hot? Is it very hot lately?"

Xiao Longnu played a card and asked doubtfully.

"Oh, Sister Long, how can you fight two!"

Wang Yuyan, who was sitting next to Xiao Longnu, said anxiously when she saw Xiao Longnu playing a deuce.

Abi helped her sisters pour tea.

"I think Ye Lang misses that girl Ling'er."

"Thank you, Sister Abi. Don't tell me that Ye Lang misses Ling'er, I miss Ling'er too."

Yilin said with a smile.

"It's true that girl Ling'er didn't know how to write to my aunt after being away for so long."

Lian Xing said depressedly.

"She didn't even write to her mother to care about her. How would she still care about you, my aunt?"

Dongfang Bubai rolled his eyes at Lian Xing, and then focused on A'Zhu's card.

"Sister A'Zhu, you touched yourself!"

A'Zhu quickly took a look at his cards and said with a smile:

"Hey, it's really true!"

As he spoke, A'Zhu pushed down the cards in front of him.

"Yes, yes! Sisters, pay for it!"

Huang Rong, Xiao Longnu, and Li Mochou sighed and took out the money.

A'Zhu happily collected the money and asked Lian Xing puzzledly:

"By the way, Sister Lianxing, where did you go, Sister Yueyue?"

"My sister? I don't know either!"

Lian Xing said.

A'Zhu asked Huang Rong and the other girls:

"Have you seen Sister Yaoyue?"

The girls shook their heads and said they didn't see it.

on the roof.

Ye Changan sighed silently.

People in middle age have to soak medlar in a thermos.

Although there is no thermos cup, there is hot water.

Recently, Yao Yue was tormenting Ye Changan every night.

After Ye Changan had dealt with Yao Yue, he now had to deal with other women.

This kidney...

Even if it is made of iron and cannot bear it.

Ye Changan stood on the roof, just wanting to blow in the wind and calm down.

I must be ruthless tonight and not go to any room!

Just stay in the study!

Let these women sleep on their own!

"Ye Lang! I bought the wolfberry!"

At the gate of the manor, Yao Yue held up a bag and shouted to Ye Changan on the roof.

Ye Changan: "..."

The girls, who were playing cards and eating melon seeds, looked over curiously.

Yaoyue said loudly:

"In addition to wolfberry, I also bought tiger penis and bull penis!"

Ye Changan: "..."

I can’t get through this day!

Linger, Daddy misses you!

Come back soon!

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Beijing.

At night, you can see the comparison between the sword god Ximen Chuixue and the sword fairy Ye Gucheng. It can be said that people in the world are looking forward to the battle at the top of the Forbidden City at night.

"It's a bet!"

"Anyone who bets on the Sword God Ximen Chuixue will pay ten for one!"

"Anyone who bets on Sword Immortal Ye Chengcheng will pay one for one!"

The good guys started betting directly.

"Why does Sword God Ximen Chuixue pay ten for one? Banker, you don't think that Sword God Ximen Chuixue will lose, do you?"

A Jianghu man asked loudly.

The banker smiled and said:

"Do you think Ximen Chuixue can win? Are you afraid that you don't know that the Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng created a new sword move called Tianwai Feixian not long ago?"

"Flying Fairy from Heaven?"

All the Jianghu people shook their heads and expressed that they did not know.

"One look at you people, you are the ones who don't pay attention to Tianji Tower!"

The dealer said with a sneer.

"I'm telling you, based on the latest news from Tianji Tower."

"For this competition, Ye Gucheng created a new sword move specifically to deal with the sword god Ximen Chuixue, called Tianwai Feixian!"

These Jianghu people, you look at me, I look at you.

Then he took out his money and shouted:

"I'm escorting Ye Gucheng!"

"I will also protect Ye Gucheng!"

"I'll bet Ye Gucheng for one hundred taels!"

"I'll bet Ye Gucheng five hundred taels!"

A group of Jianghu people all deposited their money with Ye Gucheng.

Since it is news from Tianji Tower, it must be correct.

Everyone was optimistic about Ximen Chuixue, and now they were optimistic about Ye Gucheng.

Just when everyone was guarding Ye Gucheng, a voice interrupted everyone present.

"I'm Uncle Ximen! I'm...um...let me count!"

Everyone looked around and saw a little girl standing behind them, taking out banknotes from a torn sack.

"It's this girl!"

"Brother, do you know him?"

"I don't know him, but I've met him a few times."

"Elaborate, elaborate."

"Let me tell you, even though he is just a child, he is the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang in the Southern Song Dynasty!"

"Deputy gang leader? Ah!"

People in the world who didn't know Ye Ling'er all showed surprise.

Before they were surprised,

"You think this is the end?"

"My grandpa is Dongxiehuang Yaoshi, one of the Five Great Masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, and my grandpa is Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect!"

As soon as the names of Huang Yaoshi and Zhang Sanfeng came out, everyone took a breath of cold air.

Good guy!

Can't afford it!

Therefore, these Jianghu people made a way out.

Ye Ling'er took out a large amount of banknotes and dropped some on the ground.

Feng Heng, who was following him, thoughtfully picked up the banknotes that fell on the ground for the little guy.

"My uncle Absimon!"

The little guy put all the banknotes on the table.

The dealer glanced at Ye Linger strangely.

He heard everything the Jianghu man said just now.

I have a good grandpa and a good grandpa.

"Little sister, why don't you take custody of the Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng?"

The dealer said with a smile.

"No! I want Uncle Ximen!"

The little guy shook his head. The banker continued to persuade:

"Little sister, maybe you didn't hear what I said just now."

"The Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng has specially created a new sword technique to deal with the Sword God Ximen Chuixue."

"If you bet on Ximen Chuixue, you might lose everything."

The little guy put his eyes on his hips and said angrily:

"Lori, you're so embarrassed! Ling'er is going to kidnap Uncle Ximen!"

Seeing that the little guy couldn't be persuaded, the banker had no choice but to turn his attention to Feng Heng.

Feng Heng said with a smile:

"Just listen to her."

When the dealer saw that Feng Heng also insisted, he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Okay, but little sister, I have to tell you in advance that you can't blame me if you pay for it then!"

The dealer gave an instruction.

He was afraid that if he won the little guy's money, he would be in trouble when he went back and complained to his grandpa and grandpa that he cheated him of his money.

"I know! I know!"

"If Ling'er wins, you have to pay Ling'er the money!"

The little guy was worried that the banker had run away.

"Okay! Then let me count how much money you deposited."

The banker picked up the banknotes that Ye Ling'er put on the table and counted them one by one.

"One hundred taels... five hundred taels... one thousand, four hundred taels... eighteen thousand, seven hundred taels!"

After the banker counted the banknotes, he looked at Ye Linger in surprise.

I didn’t expect this kid to be so rich.

Whose child goes out with 10,000 taels?

The banker thought of Ye Ling'er's grandfather and grandpa to protect the market.

That’s understandable.

Who dares to rob this little girl of her money?

At this moment, a voice came over.

"I'll add another 81,300 taels, making it 100,000 taels."

Ye Ling'er turned around and saw Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuixue walking towards this side.

"Uncle Chicken!"

"Uncle Hua!"

"Uncle Simon!"

Ye Linger happily greeted the three of them.

The three of them came over, and Lu Xiaofeng and the little guy went to discuss the terms "Uncle Chicken" and "Uncle Lu".

Hua Manlou took out a few banknotes from her arms and said:

"This is eighty-one thousand three hundred taels."

"Remember it on Ling'er for me."

The dealer glanced at the expressionless Ximen Chuixue, and then took the banknote.

The Jianghu people next to him began to discuss in low voices.

"I'll go! Is that person so rich?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are worthy of being the seventh young master of the Jiangnan Flower Family, he is just extraordinary!"

"More than 80,000 taels! Just pay if you ask!"

"Is the one next to Huamanlou the Sword God Ximen Chuixue?"

"It should be! Didn't you just hear that little girl call me Uncle Ximen?"

After the banker collected the banknote, he wrote a receipt and handed it to Huamanlou.

"This is the written receipt. If you win, you can exchange the money with me with the written receipt."

Hua Manlou nodded, and then said:

"Ling'er, put this away."

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle Hua!"

Ye Linger was not polite to Hua Manlou either.

After collecting the documents, several people left here.

The little guy entangled Ximen Chuixue.

"Uncle Ximen, Ling'er believes you can win!"

The little guy said, waving his fist.

Ximen Chuixue looked at the little guy who was very confident in himself, touched the little guy's head, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

“What if Uncle Ximen loses?”

"Then Ling'er will help you fight back!"

The little guy clenched his fists and waved them vigorously.

"Humph! Ling'er's sword-controlling skills are getting better and better. If Uncle Ximen loses, Ling'er will use sword-controlling skills to deal with Ye Gucheng!"

Ximen Chuixue was very moved when she heard this.

"Don't worry, Ling'er, Uncle Ximen won't lose."

"Hehe...Uncle Ximen, Ling'er also believes that you won't lose! You have to work hard!"

As he spoke, the little guy raised his little palm.

"great, good luck!"

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Linger gave each other a high-five, and then one of them laughed out loud.

After lunch, the little guy ran straight out of the six doors.

Huang Yaoshi and others knew that the little guy was going to the palace to find Zhu Houzhao, so they did not stop the little guy.

Ruthless, Life-Chasing, Lengxue and Iron Hand also left the Six Gates and took the people from the Six Gates to the Forbidden City to maintain order.

Although it's only noon and it's still a long time before evening, many people from all walks of life have come here to reserve seats in advance.

On the Forbidden City side, people from the Six Gates, Jinyi Guards, East and West Factories, and Hulong Villa are all here to maintain order.

These Jianghu people did not conflict here.

In the imperial study room.

Ye Ling'er sat on a chair with her legs dangling in the air, dangling her short legs.

Zhu Houzhao was correcting the memorial at his desk.

From time to time, he looked up at Ye Ling'er, then lowered his head and continued correcting the memorial.

"Ling'er, aren't you bored staying here?"

Zhu Houzhao put down the memorial and asked doubtfully.

"It's not boring!"

Ye Linger shook her head.

In fact, the little guy doesn't want to sit here all the time.

I feel a little bored and want to find someone to talk to.

She first glanced at the prince beside Zhu Houzhao and wanted to talk to him.

But when I thought of the voice of Wang Gonggong, I gave up again.

I want to talk to the stupid brother, but I see that the stupid brother is busy and it’s hard to disturb him.

"Aren't you bored yet?"

"I just saw you shaking your legs a hundred and thirty times."

"I played with my fingers for about a stick of incense."

"I took out the items in your bag and found eight items in total."

"Are you sure you're not bored?"

Zhu Houzhao said lightly.

The prince on the side looked at Zhu Houzhao strangely and said to himself:

Your Majesty, are you sure it is Miss Ling'er who is bored, not you?

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said:

"Eunuch Wang, please ask Princess Yunluo to come over and play with Ling'er for a while."

The prince responded:

"Yes."

Ye Ling'er asked Zhu Houzhao puzzledly:

"Brother Idiot, who is Princess Yunluo?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said:

"Princess Yunluo is my sister. She is more than ten years older than you."

"Does Ling'er want to call her sister?"

"That's right!"

"Oh."

Zhu Houzhao lowered his head to correct the memorial again. The little guy looked at the door curiously, waiting for Princess Yunluo to come over.

"Brother Emperor!"

"Brother Emperor!"

Before anyone arrived, Princess Yunluo's voice arrived first.

The crisp and bright sound attracts the little guy's attention.

At the door of the Imperial Study Room, a beautiful little girl ran in from outside.

"Brother Emperor, why did you call me here?"

As soon as Princess Yunluo came in, she chirped and asked.

Before Zhu Houzhao could speak, Princess Yunluo's eyes fell on Ye Ling'er, who was sitting beside her.

"Wow! What a cute little sister!"

Princess Yunluo ran directly towards Ye Ling'er, squeezing the little guy's face with both hands.

"Brother Emperor, who is this!"

"It can't be your illegitimate child outside!"

"It's so cute! Brother Emperor, how old is your little niece?"

Princess Yunluo kneaded the little guy and kept talking.

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

Ye Ling'er: "..."

The little guy looked at Zhu Houzhao resentfully.

The idiot sister of the idiot brother?

He also said that he came to play with Ling'er, but why did he feel that he came to play with Ling'er?

Zhu Houzhao saw the little guy's resentful eyes, put down the memorial, coughed lightly and said:

"Ahem, Yun Luo must not be rude!"

"Oh……"

Princess Yunluo reluctantly let go of Ye Linger.

"This is my god-sister. I asked you to come here to play with her."

Princess Yunluo's eyes widened and she said in surprise:

"Fuck sister?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

"That's right! Just call her Ling'er."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Houzhao introduced to the little guy:

"Ling'er, this brother's sister, you can call her Sister Yunluo."

The little guy was very polite and sweetly shouted:

"Hello, Sister Yunluo!"

"Hey, hello, sister Ling'er!"

After saying that, Princess Yunluo took Ye Ling'er's hand and asked:

"Sister Ling'er, how did you and my brother meet?"

"Sister Linger, you are so cute!"

"Do you want to practice martial arts? My sister can teach you!"

When Zhu Houzhao heard that Princess Yunluo wanted to teach Ye Ling'er to practice martial arts, he smiled and said:

"Yun Luo, with your three-legged cat skills, you can't even beat me. You still want to teach Ling'er how to practice martial arts?"

"Don't look at Ling'er's young age, but Ling'er is already at the peak of the master's level."

"You, just forget it!"

Princess Yunluo: "!!!"

"what?!"

"The peak state of a grandmaster?"

"Ling'er?! Brother Huang, are you kidding me?!"

(End of this chapter)