My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

The farce is over.

Yang Yi follows Yang Yongning to leave.

On the carriage, Shi Yaowei was also there, talking warmly with Yang Yongning.

Because of Yang Yi's relationship, the relationship between the two families seems to have entered a honeymoon period.

"Hey, anyway, the tea fighting meeting is finally over. My Yang family has won the first place as expected. With this reputation, even if Lord Lai wants to support the green leaf sect, he doesn't dare to come up in public."

Yang Yongning also knows who is the pusher behind the green leaf sect.

If they lose the tea party this time.

There is a high probability that Lai Zhao will find a reason to transition some industries of the Yang family to the green leaf gang.

"Brother Yang, it's not a happy time yet. I heard that general Cao will return from the imperial capital for a while. At that time, I'm afraid there will be another storm in the city."

"Didn't you find that Lord Lai was kind to us just now in the city master's house? We have to stand in line."

After all, Shi Yaowei works in the city Lord's house, so he has a good understanding of Lai Zhao.

He smiled bitterly and said, "but thanks to this, I didn't be held accountable for attacking Fu Bingzhang and turning around to help you Yang family..."

The carriage was moving smoothly.

Yang Yigu closed his eyes and thought carefully about the strength gap between himself and Han Qing.

The concentration of mindfulness is really strong enough. It has initially been able to condense into essence and put pressure on him.

However, Yang Yi is guarded by mud pill refining, and his will is not easy to be shaken by the outside world.

The other party's mental power only affects his physical body.

Now his body is no worse than the martial arts master who specializes in refining body.

Therefore, Han Qing's pressure just now is not a big threat to him.

The reason why he looked dangerous was that he didn't use his mind to defend.

At the moment when Han Mu was killed, Yang Yi didn't want to expose his progress

Thinking of this, Yang Yi suddenly asked Shi Yaowei, "third brother, in addition to Han Qing and Han Jieyuan, can there be a strong man in Huanian?"

Shi Yaowei frowned when he heard the speech. "They are not the local forces of Baisha City, so no one knows how much information they have, but on the face of it, there are only these two."

Yang Yongning disdained to say, "what's the inside story of a force who escaped from the imperial capital? If there was Han Qing's temper, it would have been shown long ago."

This is not unreasonable, but it is not absolute.

After all, hiding cards is not Yang Yi's patent.

Yang Yi took out the brocade box containing green wood lotus and was moved.

To be on the safe side, he plans to explore the bottom of the Han family after he breaks through the Tongqiao territory.

If everything goes smoothly, it will be uprooted

Yang Yongning looked at them, looked strange and said, "brother Shi, you and Yi'er are also matched by brothers. I feel I have taken advantage of you."

"It's all right. We have our own views."

Shi Yaowei also felt strange, but he still smiled.

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The moon hangs high.

The backyard of the city Lord's residence.

The bent Lai Zhao is feeding food into the ground cage.

The cage is buried deep in the ground, from which you can only see a feeding skylight.

Lai Zhao picked up the clip, picked up pieces of bloody meat strips from the plate held by the servant and dropped them.

It was dark in the cage, and only the sound of tearing and chewing kept coming out.

The servant carrying the plate trembled slightly, not only because of the sound, but also because he saw some clothes fragments in the plate full of meat strips

Oh!

He couldn't resist one.

Ran to the next tree and vomited directly.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lai Zhao took the clip and asked in an old voice.

"Lord, the meat."

The servant vomited a few mouthfuls. As soon as he turned his head, he was blown up by a gust of wind.

He immediately cried out in fear, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get down.

Finally, the wind forced him to fall onto the skylight of the cage.

The skylight is too small for the human body to pass through.

But under the terrible wind, his body began to deflect and deform.

Click, click

Finally, he successfully entered the ground cage.

The sound of tearing and chewing sounded again.

But this time, it was accompanied by a fleeting howl

"You said Yang and Han were pinching each other in the square?"

Lai Zhao took back the majestic thoughts released and said softly.

"Yes, the reason is that there are some contradictions between Han Fuyuan and Yang Yi. Han Fuyuan believes that Yang Yi deliberately released the suspect who killed Han mu. Later, Han Qing and them arrived and made trouble."

In the courtyard covered with a layer of silver, there is still a middle-aged man standing.

He was tall and strong, with his arms exposed, and strange patterns were tattooed on the muscles of his arms.

The hair was tied into a small braid, and there was a deep bone scar on the forehead.

Lai Zhao has two elders at the level of Huanian.

One is Miao Fengyang, who reads everything and knows everything. The other is him.

"Yang Yi? The third son of Yang Yongning? I heard he is a good seedling."

Lai Zhao continued to feed meat. Although he was closed most of the time, he also had his own way to understand what happened in the city.

"The achievement of moving mountains under the age of 20 can be called excellent even in the whole big Yue country. I don't know how much better than Han Mu and others." He tutted and praised.

"Do you want to do something before he grows up?" The middle-aged man asked directly.

"No hurry. Even if he is a genius, he will not grow up overnight."

Lai Zhao threw all the meat on the grass into the cage, and then got up satisfied.

"Look at the attitude of the Yang family first. If they still get close to Cao Ku, it's not too late to start again. Even I want to take him as a disciple for such a good seedling. It's a pity to destroy it."

The middle-aged man nodded in silence.

It doesn't look like a good omen wants to accept his disciples.

Although Lai Zhao is half read and connected with God, he belongs to the top existence in Qingzhou.

However, Yang Yi comes from Qixia sect, and the attraction of half reading and communicating with God may not be so great.

"By the way, some time ago, the city Lord's house was stolen one after another. Did you find out who the murderer was?" Lai Zhao took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands. He suddenly asked.

"Not yet. The other party's means are quite clever. It's obviously a recidivist." The middle-aged man's way of congealing.

Lai Zhao looked up at him as soon as he stopped wiping his hands.

There is a fine flash in the tiny eyes!

Although he didn't look angry, the middle-aged man still felt a trace of danger.

The wind gradually blew in the quiet courtyard, but fortunately, it soon went out again.

"As soon as possible, dare to come to my city Lord's residence to steal. No matter who the other party is, I will ask him to pay the price."

Lai Zhao took back his eyes, returned to the harmless appearance of the bent old man again, and left quietly with his back hands.

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