Soul Emperor Martial God

"Learn from each other? Good..." Dongfang Tai looked serious, and subconsciously uttered a word.

But in the next second, he reacted instantly, "What?"

Yes, Xiao Yi is here to discuss.

I only planned to call an old Eastern parent to pass the message.

Unexpectedly, a direct visit to the Eastern Supreme, with the status of the Eastern Supreme, naturally can better give answers, accept, or reject.

"Are you here to challenge?" Dongfang Taishang asked suspiciously.

"Challenge?" Xiao Yi chuckled, "Not really."

"I don't know for the time being whether this Young Patriarch of your family is qualified enough."

Dongfang Taishang was surprised again, "Isn't the little friend here to separate the two evil barriers?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

Although I was confused just now, but now I have already guessed a general idea.

With the look of Dongfang Taishang just now, he said "Niezha" again, which is another division of the Dongfang family.

There were only a few people in the Dongfang family who had hatred with him Xiao Yi.

Although Xiao Yi already knew what was going on, he didn't click on it. He just said, "Dongfang is too misunderstood. Yi just simply came to discuss it."

Hearing this, Dongfang Taishang breathed a sigh of relief, but frowned again, showing dissatisfaction, even a bit of blame.

"Young people, there is nothing wrong with martial arts.

"The name of the first person in the younger generation, whoever doesn't want to have it?"

"It's just that, in the old man's impression, Xiao Friend Xiao Yi has never been the one who is willing to fight for strength and victory, and has never been the one who cares about such fame.

"On the contrary, Xiaoyi's little friend is lightly disdainful, and Daoist is pure and peaceful."

"In addition," Dongfang Tai said solemnly, "This matter, the old man cannot be the master."

"Why?" Xiao Yi asked without explanation.

Dongfang Taishang smiled bitterly, "This little guy in our family doesn't like fighting."

"Since his birth, he has only discussed with his fellow clan members three times in the Dongfang family."

"Once, it was a family assessment after Wuhun awakened when he was three years old."

"Once, it was a big family comparison at the age of ten."

"The last time, it was when he accepted the challenge of the tribe in his coming-of-age ceremony."

"Except for these three times, he has never played against the tribe, nor has he fisted."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi said in surprise, "What about outsiders?"

Dongfang Taishang smiled bitterly, "Almost nothing."

"Only those few times, the most recent one was a few years ago, the kid from Beiyin Palace squatted for several months, and then intercepted."

"Squatting? Interception?" Xiao Yi's face twitched under the mask.

Dongfang Taishang nodded, "The kid came to challenge, but our kid refused."

"Therefore, there will be squatting and interception, but the two sides ended in a tie."

Xiao Yi nodded.

In the mouth of Beiyin Wudi, the young patriarch of the Dongfang family was a pervert.

Yi Beiyin's invincible arrogance can allow him to give such an evaluation. This young patriarch of the Eastern family is definitely not a general.

Xiao Yi asked, "So, what does Dongfang Taishang mean, whether to reject or accept, depends on what the young Patriarch of your family means?"

Dongfang Taishang nodded, "The old man can lead you there."

"But whether you are willing to fight, it depends on the little friend's own ability."

"Okay." Xiao Yi nodded.

Dongfang Tai got up, just about to lead the way, but stopped and looked at Xiao Yi displeasedly.

"Take off this mask, it's all black and crippled."

"On the contrary, when he used to wear a male costume, he looked very good."

In Taishang Taishang's eyes, Xiao Yi at this moment, dressed in a strong costume, had extraordinary impulsiveness in his eyes, like the little guy who was quick and impulsive.

On the contrary, in the past, when he was in the suit of a young man, he was more sharp and restrained, hidden deeply, but conformed to nature.

"Good-looking?" Xiao Yi looked at Dongfang Taishang in surprise.

In those old eyes, Xiao Yi couldn't be more familiar with the concerned gaze that looked upon his junior.

In Xiao Yi's impression, he and this Dongfang are too good to have a relationship...

"The people of the Dongfang family don't seem to be as unbearable as I used to think." Xiao Yi secretly said.

"Still not picking it." Xiao Yi shook his head.

...

In the depths of Dongfang Home, there is a huge courtyard.

Too up the east, stopped.

Phew... A gust of breeze came to the table.

There is no trace of the wind, but the rest is clear and open, which makes people feel comfortable.

From a distance, the whole remote site is a beautiful and elegant place.

In the center of the courtyard is a Wangqing Lake with weeping willows on all sides.

There is a simple and elegant building outside the lake. There is a table in front, a piano on the table, and a figure in a green shirt.

Dongfang Taishang retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Yi, "Everything depends on the little friend's own ability."

"After leaving this courtyard, go back to the Supreme Hall to find the old man."

"Okay." Xiao Yi nodded.

Dongfang Taishang also nodded, then turned and left.

Regardless of whether the young man who sits with the piano meets the challenge, he shouldn't be here.

If there is no fight, Xiao Yi will find him.

If you fight, there will be a contest between these two equally young and equally outstanding evildoers.

In order not to look good on each other's faces after the victory or defeat, his predecessor is not good at it.

Taishang in the East, left.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly looking at Dongfang Taishang's back.

It seems that this Dongfang Taishang is not at all worried about the safety of his young patron.

Is it your trust in Xiao Yi?

No, my instinct tells Xiao Yi that what the Eastern Taishang had just revealed in his eyes was his absolute confidence in the young man in the green shirt.

"Interesting." Xiao Yi grinned.

tread…

Step forward.

The figure, just step in.

Hum...

When he stepped into this part of the courtyard for a moment, the sound of the piano lingered, lingering.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.

The sound of the piano penetrated the flesh and reached the mind.

Suddenly, the mood is smooth and relaxed.

The war spirit and indifference in Xiao Yi's eyes slowly retreated unconsciously and turned soft.

Step... step...

Xiao Yi walked step by step, not in a hurry, not slow.

However, he heard his own footsteps clearly, even though his footsteps were already extremely light.

The sound of the piano lingers around the entire courtyard.

It is clear that the sound of the qin is curled, but it seems to be audible.

For a long while.

tread…

The last step of Xiao Yi fell, and the figure was already ten steps away from the young man in the green shirt.

It was also a moment when the footsteps fell, and Xiao Yi's eyes returned to extreme indifference.

The long lyre on the table, suddenly the strings stuck, and the sound of the piano ceased.

Upon seeing this, the young man in green shirt turned his head slowly and looked at Xiao Yi.

"Originally, my side courtyard, I really didn't like people like you stepping into it."

Xiao Yi didn't say a word, but also looked at this young man in Qingshan.

Young Master Qingshan whispered, "Your hands are stained with blood. Since you stepped into it, I have smelled the strong pungent **** smell."

"In your eyes, there is a murderous intent, like walking out of a sea of ​​blood."

"Your heart is so indifferent, even the sound of my piano hasn't been suppressed a bit, even the sound of the piano has stopped."

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "This world is like this, killing is common, and the blood on your Eastern family's hands is no less than that of Yi."

Young Master Qingshan nodded, "That's why outsiders, including clansmen, are never allowed to enter this courtyard."

Xiao Yi sneered, "Parents?"

Young Master Qingshan said sternly, "There is nothing wrong with the dearest relatives; otherwise, I will ignore it."

Xiao Yi was stunned. He didn't expect that his sneer and sarcasm would be exchanged for such a serious answer.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

Bang... a flame condenses in his hand.

"Fight?"

Young Master Qingshan's fingers lightly dropped the strings of the piano, "The person who came is a guest, listen to the piano, and then leave?"

Xiao Yi sneered.

Young Master Qingshan took the lead and said, "After listening, you can decide whether to fight with me."

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