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

Zhou Botong's eyes followed the movement of the little guy.

Whichever direction the little guy ran, Zhou Botong's eyes moved in that direction.

"Wait a moment!"

The little guy ran for a while and suddenly shouted to Huang Yaoshi behind him.

Huang Yaoshi stopped when he heard the sound.

One big and one small were panting, and there was a trace of sweat on their foreheads.

It is spring now and the weather is not very hot.

In addition, Taohua Island is on a river, so the temperature is a little lower than outside.

Both the little guy and Huang Yaoshi were sweating, which showed how tired they were.

"Grandpa, let's take a rest, okay?"

The little guy said to Huang Yaoshi.

No need for internal strength, just relying on strength to run, which is really too much for the little guy.

Huang Yaoshi nodded in agreement.

"it is good!"

He is also tired.

After all, age shows here.

Ye Ling'er and Huang Yaoshi stood there and rested.

Zhou Botong suddenly grinned and disappeared in front of the dinner table.

"call--"

The little guy felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, felt his hands were empty, and looked down again.

The gourd that was originally held in his arms has disappeared.

"Where's Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy put his hands on his hips and looked at his grandfather angrily.

"Grandpa didn't steal your gourd!"

Huang Yaoshi raised his hands to show that he didn't take it.

"Where's Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy pouted and looked at Yao Yue and Feng Heng angrily.

Yao Yue said speechlessly:

"What are you looking at us for?"

"Mother didn't steal your gourd."

If it were snatched, how could the little guy run for so long holding the gourd.

"Where did Ling'er's gourd go?"

The little guy frowned, with the words "I'm unhappy" written all over his little face.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It tastes good! Huang Laoxie, your peach blossom wine is pretty good!"

At this time, a voice came from the roof.

Everyone looked for the sound and saw Zhou Botong lying on the roof, with his right leg on top of his left leg, his head under his left hand, and a gourd in his right hand.

"Ling'er's gourd!"

The little guy saw the gourd in Zhou Botong's hand and shouted loudly.

Zhou Botong glanced at the little guy and said with a smile:

"Sister Ling'er, no wonder you and your grandpa have been fighting for so long!"

"This peach blossom stuffed wine is good!"

With that said, Zhou Botong picked up the gourd, put it in his mouth, and took a big gulp of wine.

Everyone looked at Zhou Botong dumbfounded.

Except for the little guy, everyone else looked at Zhou Botong with some sympathy.

If you dare to snatch the little guy's things, Zhou Botong will probably have a hard time in the next hour.

Thinking of this, everyone in Yaoyue turned their attention to the little guy again.

I saw the little guy's bright eyes staring at Zhou Botong.

He clenched his fists with both hands and breathed heavily from his nose.

"Grandpa Thief actually stole Ling'er's gourd!"

"what--"

The little guy shouted, took a step forward, and like a hairy eagle, pounced on Zhou Botong on the roof.

Zhou Botong was startled by the little guy and wanted to hide, but it was too late.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

"Tianshan plum-breaking hand!"

"Tianshan Liuyang Palm!"

"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

"Lion Roar Kung Fu!"

"One Yang Finger!"

"Powerful Vajra Palm!"

"Fire Palm!"

"..."

The little guy used more than a dozen martial arts skills at once.

The true energy of Beiming's magical power burst out everywhere.

The wooden house, the peach tree, and the wooden table used for eating were shaken by the little guy's internal force.

"Oops!"

Everyone felt the little guy's inner strength, and a bad feeling arose in their hearts.

Zhou Botong swallowed and wanted to run, but his legs no longer obeyed him.

"boom--"

The wooden house suddenly exploded.

In an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere.

The figures of everyone were wrapped in smoke and dust, making it difficult to see clearly.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone could barely see clearly.

Yao Yue first saw the wooden table where she was eating.

The wooden table is no longer a wooden table, but a pile of wooden blocks.

The dinner that was supposed to be eaten on the wooden table is now gone.

"It's over..."

Huang Rong suddenly exclaimed.

The wooden house where Zhou Botong was lying, as well as several wooden houses next to it, are now in ruins.

The little guy has fallen from the sky.

The little man crossed his arms bulgingly, his eyes still staring.

Staring at the wooden house that had become ruins.

Huang Yaoshi wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

After wiping it clean, Huang Yaoshi suddenly felt a little sad when he saw the wooden house in ruins.

"my house……"

After saying that, Huang Yaoshi suddenly seemed to realize something and hurriedly ran towards the ruined wooden house.

"Grandpa, don't worry about the thief grandpa, he brought this on himself!"

The little guy thought that Huang Yaoshi was worried about Zhou Botong, so he stopped him.

"I don't care what he does!"

"I'm worried about my dozens of jars of peach blossom wine!"

As Huang Yaoshi said that, he had already started rummaging through the ruins.

The little guy blinked.

This……

Ok……

If those dozen jars of peach blossom wine were ruined, grandpa...should, maybe, probably, maybe... wouldn't beat himself up, right?

While Huang Yaoshi was rummaging around, a head emerged from the rubble.

"The gourd is fine...hehe...the gourd is fine..."

Zhou Botong was still holding the gourd tightly, with a silly smile on his face.

Everyone: "..."

When Huang Yaoshi was looking for his dozens of jars of peach blossom wine, the girls of Yao Yue walked towards the little guy with dark faces.

"Ye-Ling-er!"

Yao Yue put her hands on her hips, stared at the little guy and roared.

"What-what!"

The little guy's momentum remained unchanged, and he made the same movements as her mother, putting his hands on his hips and glaring at the other person.

"What did you say I did?"

Yaoyue said angrily.

"Look at your masterpiece!"

Yao Yue directly picked up the little guy and let him look at the ruins.

"Huh? After seeing it, what happens next?"

The little guy was still angry, and his mother was angry, but she didn't notice it.

"Then what!?"

"You tell me what happens next?"

"You've destroyed the house, where should we stay tonight?"

As Yao Yue said, she was so angry that she couldn't help but slap the little guy's butt hard.

The little guy who was spanked by Jieyue woke up.

"Well……"

"My mother's house is gone..."

The little guy said softly.

"You still know!"

"Uh... hehe... hee hee..." The little guy didn't know how to retort, so he had to smile awkwardly to cover up his embarrassment.

Feng Heng covered his head and sighed:

"Hey……"

Why didn't you think the little guy was so naughty before?

Huang Yaoshi rummaged for a long time and finally found a pile of jar fragments in a pile of rubble.

Looking at the fragments of the jar in front of him, Huang Yaoshi fell silent.

The dozens of jars of peach blossom wine I made are gone...

More than a dozen jars of peach blossom wine are gone...

The peach blossom stuffing is gone...

Gone……

Up...

"Look at you, you've ruined your grandpa's peach blossom wine for more than ten years!"

Yaoyue saw Huang Yaoshi standing alone in front of the pile of broken jars with a dull expression, and couldn't help but give the little guy a few slaps.

"Okay, okay, just some jars that I will use to prepare this year's peach blossom stuffing!"

"If it's gone, it's gone. At worst, I'll buy some more!"

After all, Feng Heng couldn't bear the little guy being beaten, so he tried to persuade him.

"Huh? Grandma, you mean... those jars are all empty?"

The little guy raised his head and asked Feng Heng.

Huang Yaoshi also heard Feng Heng's words, raised his head and looked at Feng Heng excitedly.

"That's right! Those jars were originally empty."

Feng Heng nodded.

"Your grandpa's jars filled with peach blossom stuffing, I had already moved them away when you were chasing them."

The reason why Feng Heng moved away was because the little guy knew the location of the peach blossom stuffing jar.

Afraid that the little guy would drink peach blossom wine while they were not paying attention, Feng Heng took advantage of the little guy and her grandfather to chase them and moved all the jars away.

"Those jars?"

Huang Yaoshi asked excitedly.

Feng Heng looked at the little guy who was looking at her with eyes.

"I'll tell you when the little guy is gone."

"Good good!"

Knowing that his dozens of jars of peach blossom wine were fine, Huang Yaoshi breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer depressed.

"Delicious... delicious..."

Zhou Botong was still lying in the ruins, pouring peach blossom wine into his mouth one mouthful after another.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Zhou Botong and instantly became angry.

"Old naughty boy!"

"It's all your fault!"

Only then did Huang Yaoshi remember that his wooden house was in ruins.

If Zhou Botong, an old naughty boy, hadn't snatched the little guy's gourd, it wouldn't be like this.

Zhou Botong also knew that he had gotten into trouble and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Hehe...Huang Laoxie, I didn't do it on purpose!"

Huang Yaoshi did not give Zhou Botong a good look and said angrily:

"Hmph! Anyway, you caused my house to be destroyed, and you have to pay for it!"

Zhou Botong did not write any ink, nodded and said:

"Okay, okay! How can I compensate you?"

"Let me tell you first, I have no money!"

When Huang Yaoshi saw this, a hint of "cunning" flashed in his eyes.

"Let me think about it... I can't think of it at the moment! In this way, you owe me a favor!"

"If I need your help with anything in the future, you can't refuse!"

Zhou Botong didn't think there was anything wrong and nodded in agreement without thinking.

On the other hand, Huang Rong and Feng Heng looked at Huang Yaoshi with strange eyes.

Something is wrong with my wife (father)!

"Okay, let's first think about where to sleep tonight!"

Huang Rong held her forehead and said speechlessly.

The wooden houses are now destroyed, or several of them have been destroyed.

If you want to sleep, you will definitely not be able to sleep.

"Let's get some sleep, we're almost going back."

Yaoyue said.

"Go back? Isn't Peach Blossom Island good?"

Feng Heng asked.

"It's not bad, Feng Heng and we have been out playing together for so long. We have to go back to Ling'er and her father."

Yaoyue said.

They have been out for nearly two months.

I don’t know how Ye Changan is doing.

Although the little guy usually communicates with Ye Changan by letter, Yao Yue still wants to go back and see Ye Changan.

Not only Yao Yue thought so, but Huang Rong and the other girls also thought so.

"Mom, are we going back to see dad?"

The little guy turned to Yaoyue and asked.

"Well, do you want to go back to see your dad?"

Yaoyue asked softly.

"miss you!"

The little guy responded excitedly.

"I'm telling my dad right now that we're going back!"

Yaoyue quickly held down the little guy and said:

"Don't worry, we'll go back quietly to give your dad a surprise."

The little guy's eyes lit up and he responded loudly:

"it is good!"

-

Seven Heroes Town.

Ye Changan was wandering on the street.

"Ye Changan!"

A voice stopped Ye Changan.

Hearing this, Ye Changan turned around and looked over.

Among the people coming and going on the street, Ye Changan didn't see who called him just now.

Ye Changan turned his head with doubts. Just as he turned his head, a black figure flashed in front of him.

Ye Changan frowned slightly and chased after the black figure.

The figures of the two people were walking through the streets.

The speed was so fast that even the people on the street couldn't see them clearly.

The black figure in front led Ye Changan to a dark alley.

In the dark alley, there is still water on the ground that has not dried up because the sun cannot shine in.

In the corner, there were several dirty and smelly rats crawling.

The dark and gloomy alley was incompatible with Ye Changan's white clothes.

"Wang Chongyang, why did you bring me here?"

Ye Changan asked, staring at the black figure in front of him.

Hearing this, the black figure took off the black hat of his cloak, revealing his true face.

"I've been so hidden, but you still found out."

Wang Chongyang smiled bitterly.

Ye Changan asked directly:

"Tell me what you are doing this time."

Wang Chongyang ignored Ye Changan's attitude towards him and said:

"You can't deal with the Blue Dragon Society."

Ye Changan frowned and said nothing, waiting for Wang Chongyang's explanation.

"The Qinglong Club is not as simple as you think."

"With you, even Zhang Sanfeng, Tianshan Tongmao, Ximen Chuixue and Qiao Feng are the best."

"The Blue Dragon Society is not something we can easily deal with."

"I don't know what Bai Yujing's strength is, but the twelve hall masters under him are at least at the peak of Grand Master."

"Twelve great masters at their peak state, combined, have the strength of three or four half-steps to the realm of land gods."

"Do you think you can handle it?"

Wang Chongyang said.

This time he came to advise Ye Changan not to take action against the Qinglong Society.

Why do you want to persuade Ye Changan not to take action?

Wang Chongyang had his own plans in mind.

In short, he didn't want to see a fight between Ye Changan and Qinglonghui.

"It's just three or four half-steps to the realm of land gods. Is it very powerful?"

Ye Changan asked rhetorically.

Wang Chongyang: "..."

"Don't you know how powerful the half-step terrestrial neural realm is?!"

"If you really want to fight against the Qinglong Society, you will only kill your friends!"

Wang Chongyang said with some excitement.

Ye Changan looked at Wang Chongyang and then asked:

"Why don't you want me and Qinglonghui to fight?"

Wang Chongyang was stunned for a moment, then recovered and said:

"Because our Tianji Tower has fought against the Qinglong Club before, I know how powerful the Qinglong Club is!"

"I don't want to see you die in vain! Even your friends will be hurt!"

Ye Changan didn't reply, staring straight at Wang Chongyang.

Ye Changan was thinking in his heart, not about whether to fight against the Qinglong Society, but about Wang Chongyang's purpose.

(End of this chapter)