My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Yang Yi said that he remembered everything about the smoke scene.

When I was young, there was such a little guy playing behind her ass.

I just didn't expect that this little attendant was the one who reported his puppy love.

Immediately, he looked at Yang Yi and said word by word, "it's your boy!"

Yang Yi smiled awkwardly.

He wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect to attract the hatred of muyanjing.

However, this hatred did not last long. The curved moth eyebrows in the smoke scene stretched out and said faintly: "forget it, it was all a child's thing, so I don't care about you."

"Thank you for your generosity, sister Yanjing."

Yang Yi made a pretentious gesture.

"Look at you. You've had a good time these years."

Mu Yanjing ignored Yang Yi's ridicule, but looked at the man who was half a head taller than him. He thought that at the beginning, the boy had been timidly following behind him.

In addition to the changes in appearance, what surprised muyanjing most was that she noticed a good fluctuation in strength from Yang Yi!

Although she could not directly assert the realm, the introverted breath made her feel a little afraid.

"It's OK. I've been practicing in Qixia sect all these years."

Yang Yi naturally noticed the surprise of the other party, so he explained with a smile.

"So it is."

Muyan nodded, but he didn't care.

Although the Yang family has never been strong in martial arts, this does not mean that they will not be strong all the time.

She has been abroad for many years and has experienced a lot, so she is very open to many things.

Anyway, I was happy to see my childhood playmate and smiled faintly.

The atmosphere in the hospital finally eased.

Seeing this, Yang Yongning whispered to Mu Zongchang about the purpose of his trip.

The tea fight meeting is imminent. If this matter is not solved, it is very likely to be the way of the Han family.

"Are you sure?" Mu Zongchang's eyes were suspicious.

"I'm sure. In short, I have to investigate clearly."

Yang Yongning didn't move Yang Yi out. He can trust his son unconditionally, but for outsiders, this reason is obviously insufficient, so it's better not to mention it.

Mu Zongchang thought for a moment when he heard the speech, and finally nodded.

Anyway, those tea masters are from the Yang family. Now Yang Yongning wants to check. Of course, he has no reason to refuse.

So I immediately asked someone to confirm who left Mu's house last night

……

Yang Yi didn't pay attention to the follow-up investigation.

Yang Yongning and mu Zongchang will do such things more professionally than him.

He and Mu Yanjing wandered around in the Ruota Mu house. Although they had a good relationship when they were young, they have grown up after all, and it is inevitable that they are unfamiliar.

Moreover, Mu Yanjing seemed to be still in the mood of quarreling with her father just now.

So the atmosphere was somewhat dull along the way.

Yang Yi looked at the clear pool water on the side and said, "I heard that you have been in Yaozhou all these years?"

Mu Yanjing gently nodded and said, "yes, I went to the dangu over there to learn the Dandao, but then I focused on cultivating martial arts."

"No wonder your father is so angry," Yang Yi said with a tragic smile

After a pause, he was also curious.

In the past, I was gifted in alchemy.

Because of this, Mu Zong Changcai sent Mu Yanjing to study in dangu.

How did you give up in the end?

"You must be wondering why I finally gave up Dandao, didn't you?"

Mu Yanjing suddenly turned and looked over, as if he had read what Yang Yi thought in his heart.

“……”

Yang Yi didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Hey!"

Mu Yanjing's eyes drooped slightly, asked himself and replied, "because Dan Dao can't save the kingdom of Yue."

At this moment, she looked at the carp swimming in the pool, and there was an inexplicable temperament of worrying about the country and the people.

“……”

Yang Yi was speechless.

Why does this have anything to do with the greater Vietnam?

In his memory, Mu Yanjing was not such an image.

"Have you been cheated by anyone?"

Yang Yi's eyes are strange.

Bathed in smoke, he shook his head in silence.

Obviously, I don't want to say more about it.

Now Yang Yi can finally understand mu Zongchang's mood.

My daughter, who hasn't seen her for many years, secretly changed her major. She's still mysterious when she comes back. Who can stand it?

But Yang Yi is not mu Zongchang after all.

And the relationship with Mu Yanjing is limited to such a childhood memory.

So he didn't dig to the bottom.

However, the impression of Yaozhou in my heart is a little more mysterious.

When Yang Yi was ready to leave Mu's house, the inventory was not over.

So he didn't wait for Yang Yongning. He left Mu house alone and walked back to Yang's old house.

Baisha city has been bustling recently.

Pedestrians jostle each other in the street, the doors of shops on both sides are open, and business is booming.

Sensing the strong breath in the flow of people, Yang Yi showed a faint smile.

In the case of frequent natural and man-made disasters in Qingzhou, the comfort here is precious.

Bang!

Passing a restaurant.

A cup suddenly fell down in front of Yang Yi.

This movement attracted the attention of passers-by around, but it was also a matter of leaving quickly.

Yang Yi held the knife, frowned slightly, looked up and found that Han Mu and several people were looking this way with a smile at the railing upstairs.

"Yo, this is not..."

Han Mu had a sarcastic smile on his face.

I was just about to make a pretentious speech, but I didn't expect Yang Yi to turn a deaf ear and have managed to leave.

His face darkened in an instant.

How could he have thought that Yang Yi was so calm?

"Ha, the young master of the Yang family was stunned before. Now he must be afraid of brother Han, so he hurried away."

"Yes, yes."

Several young childe brothers nearby all agreed and smiled.

Han Mu grinned, and his anger gradually subsided

After leaving the restaurant for a distance, Yang Yi suddenly stopped his pace of going home, turned his head and walked in the direction of less people.

Although Baisha city is lively, the flow of people is mainly concentrated in several square areas in the center.

The surrounding old square areas such as shiqiaofang have disordered layout and old houses, and there are not many outsiders at ordinary times. In addition, many people go out to join the fun during this period, resulting in the extremely desolation of many areas.

Time passed slowly.

It was already evening when Han Mu and some friends left.

The warm sunset hung in the west, and the light like a flame came obliquely.

Han Mu raised the curtain and looked out. At this time, the coachman was driving the carriage leisurely. The muddy yellow road was some potholes. On both sides were old dark dwarf houses. On the edge of the house, withered and yellow weeds could be seen everywhere... It was very quiet around, except for the sound of wheels turning.

Nothing to look at. Han Mu put down the curtain and put one hand comfortably on the soft pillow.

To tell the truth, he hated the party just now. Several people on the table claimed to be young heroes of Baisha City, but in fact, the strongest ones just gathered in Dingjing

Han Mu shook his head and sighed.

He comes from the imperial capital and has seen the world. Naturally, he feels that these people are ignorant.

Fortunately, this boring party is finally over.

He closed his eyes and wanted to take a nap. There was another bridge in front of him and he came to the Han house.

But at this time, a hot shadow fell rapidly from the sky, and with a bang, it smashed a sinkhole in the area where the carriage was located!

The fierce horse raised its hooves and ran away. The coachman fell off the carriage and looked around in shock. There was no sound in the pit, and there was gurgling blood flowing out of a pool of meat mud