Tang Ming looked at the surface of the Shouhu Lake with clear eyes, reached out and grabbed a handful of bait, and gently threw it on the clear lake water.

Koi carp wearing colorful scales surged over, and under the sunlight, the layer of scales shone brightly in the rippling blue waves.

"Cultivate, good and evil, blessings, cause and effect, live..."

Tang Ming gently pronounced a series of words, while the jade next to him was confused.

Tang Ming gradually began to realize that just now, he almost became confused!

If you really get into the prison, you will never be able to transfer it for the rest of your life. Fortunately, the food box that Yu knocked over made me realize a trace of the truth, otherwise I would be completely finished.

"Girl, you are really Brother Tang's lucky general!"

Tang Ming picked up Han Yu and placed Han Yu on his shoulders. The two walked out of the villa.

...

"Well, what's wrong?"

After the two left the Shouhu Villa, they were about to look at the martial arts venue, but they didn't expect to meet Xing Zhiyu, who was bruised and swollen, halfway through.

"Have you lost?"

Yu jumped off Tang Ming's shoulder, looked at Xing Zhiyu who was terrible, and asked with a frown.

After all, Xing Zhiyu was a child who was only a few years older than Yu. At this moment, he held back his tears and shook his head gently at Yu.

"Uncle Master, I won, but..."

Xing Zhiyu was a little reluctant to speak, but Tang Ming frowned at this moment because he found that the injuries on Xing Zhiyu's face were not beaten by one person at all.

In other words, these injuries were not beaten during the competition. There were one-on-one competitions in the competition, and the injuries on Xing Zhiyu were very different from those on the major.

"But what? You want to be anxious, hurry up!"

Yu slapped Xing Zhiyu and said viciously with his hips.

Xing Zhiyu looked at Yu pitifully, and then, under Yu's questioning, he came out all the things he had passed.

It turned out that this guy was facing a closed disciple of an elder of the Bihai Academy. Xing Zhiyu was a little higher than that guy in terms of cultivation and spiritual weapons, so he won the battle without any suspense.

But just when Xing Zhiyu was so excited that he wanted to share his joy of victory with Yu, several disciples from Bihai Academy emerged on the way and beat Xing Zhiyu up, which turned out to be what Tang Ming and the others saw now.

After hearing this, Tang Ming was amused and crying. Fortunately, those guys from Bihai Academy were not very serious. Xing Zhiyu's injuries looked embarrassed, but in fact there was no big problem.

What Tang Ming thought was the same, but Yu was completely furious.

"Hmph, I can't win the battle on the ring, so I'll use a bad move behind my back. Let's take me to find them. Uncle Master will find you back!"

Yu Yidang the red Zhu Ling in his hand, and pulled Xing Zhiyu to find those people to "reason".

Tang Ming smiled helplessly and could only follow these two kids. After all, this place is not Qingxia Academy, and no one would guarantee that something unexpected would happen.

A moment later, outside a courtyard in Longcheng Academy, Xing Zhiyu and Yu finally blocked four or five children about the same age as them outside the courtyard.

"Who did you do it!"

Han Yu was not at all nervous. At this moment, she had completely adapted to the identity of Uncle Shi, and the main victim Xing Zhiyu, who was standing beside him, stood timidly behind Han Yu.

"Ha, ya, you're bringing reinforcements. It seems that our brothers and sisters have taken a little light just now!"

A brat with a cultivation level in the middle was probably in the late stage of Chongmai and stood up. He looked at Han Yu's thin body and then smiled disdainfully.

They are all the prides of various universities, and they have never seen what kind of scenes they have ever seen?

"I want to fight, right? Auntie will fight with you enough!"

Han Yu suddenly swayed the Hong Ling in her hand and said to these children who were about the same age as hers.

"Ye, this girl is so singular. She's with us brothers? You're tired of living!" Those children rely on the large crowds, and one of them stepped forward to push Han Yu.

brush!!

But unexpectedly, before his hand fell on Han Yu's body, a bright yellow light flashed and knocked him away directly.

The remaining children couldn't help but widen their eyes, and then they scattered, and everyone ran towards the courtyard behind them.

Tang Ming looked at the farce and shook his head laughed and cried. After all, he was just a group of unfamiliar children.

However, Tang Ming did not feel disgusted with these children at all. Even if they beat Xing Zhiyu up and even if they had a quarrel with Yu, Tang Ming could tell from their eyes that they were just children.

They are also young people, but Luo Cheng's eyes lacked the sincereness in the eyes of these children, and there were more killing and cruelty that even adults like Tang Ming were shocked.

"Want to run?"

Han Yu looked at the disciples of Bihai who were scattered and showed a sneer on his lips. Then the red silk in his hand trembled, and a series of rainbow lights rushed up, wrapping up at the guys who were scattered and fleeing.

Six of the seven guys were tied up tightly by Han Yu and threw them in front of Xing Zhiyu.

The only lucky one left was gone at this moment. That boy probably was the young master from a major institution. He carried a secret treasure on his body, otherwise he would never have been able to escape from the Chimang Zhu Ling in Han Yu's hands.

"Zheng, who has beaten you here?"

Han Yu stood domineeringly in front of the six "zongzi" and asked arrogantly to Xing Zhiyu beside him.

"I didn't see clearly how many people were, but I guess all six of them hit me, right?" Xing Zhiyu touched the redness and swollen face and said with some uncertainty.

"Hmph, if you want to fight or kill Xiting Zun, let me tell you the truth. We have all taken action. Those who want to take revenge will come over!"

"Yes, come if you have something to do. Since I dare to hit you, I am not afraid of you taking revenge. Come on!"

...

The kids tied up were very tough and said ruthlessly more and more smoothly.

But when Han Yu and Xing Zhiyu were serious, the guys cried louder and louder than each other. In the end, even Tang Ming beside him could not bear to watch, so he pulled Han Yu and these guys away.

"Hmph, tell you, if you dare to do something behind your back again in the future, I will not spare you!"

After Tang Ming's earnest persuasion, Yu let go of the red and red silk on the six people. The guys who had been shouting before were silent at this moment, all of them were silent when facing Yu.

"Rareless, where did the wild species come from? How dare you play wild with me?!"

Just as Yu Suspended the red and red silk in his hand, a sudden shout sounded from the courtyard wall, and then a sword light flashed past.

Tang Ming frowned slightly, and he pulled Yu and Xing Zhiyu backwards without moving.

The sharp sword energy cut a flat ditch where the two of them had just stood.

If Tang Ming slowed down his hand for a moment, Han Yu, who was covered in spiritual treasures, would be bad, but Xing Zhiyu's feet would definitely not be able to be saved.

Originally, Tang Ming regarded all this as a fight between children, but he did not care too much about it.

But judging from the fact that he took action, this guy clearly wanted to destroy Han Yu and Xing Zhiyu.

The fight between children can be harmless, but as a senior brother of the school, Tang Ming's eyes gradually became colder when it comes to other school disciples such as Ci.

"Senior Brother Qu!"

After the six guys were untied, they were all happy to see the man who suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Senior Brother Qu is a personal disciple of the four elders of Bihai Academy. He has a great status in the Academy and is even more attractive. He is only in Double Ten years and is already a mid-stage master.

The seven children and six of them were already bruised and swollen. When they saw several junior brothers who were beaten up by Han Yu and Xing Zhiyu, the man named Qu put the sword in his hand and stared at Tang Ming and the other two with a cold look.

"You three are disciples from which school, and you dare to humiliate my disciples from the Bihai Academy under the sunshine!"

The man shook the long sword, and the sword energy instantly spread over the entire sword body, and the sword light pierced from the point of the sword.

"Senior brother, please listen to my explanation..."

When Xing Zhiyu saw that the other party had a master, he immediately stuttered a little.

But this matter was caused by him after all. Although he was young, he knew that he would be responsible for what he was involved in. The most important thing was that he did not want to implicate Han Yu and Tang Ming.

"Explanation? Humph, come and explain to the spiritual sword in my hand!"

Who would have thought that the man was actually a arrogant person. Seeing Xing Zhiyu's weak aura, he held the long sword in his hand and stabbed Xing Zhiyu straight.

He ignored the fact that he was just a child in front of him.

The long sword blinked like a spirit snake, and Xing Zhiyu was already suppressed by the opponent's first aura. Don't resist. At this moment, he couldn't even dodge basically.

"Heart!"

In desperation, Han Yu suddenly waved the red and red silk in his hand, and a vermilion light surrounded Xing Zhiyu and wrapped him tightly.

But after the sword that was determined to be won, it seemed as if it was powerless afterwards. No matter how Qu Zhengyi drove the spiritual energy, the long sword could not break through the Hong Ling at all.

"My spirit sword is a third-grade spiritual treasure, and it's no problem to divide gold and cut jade. But when facing this foot of red silk, I can't do anything about it. This red silk is a rare treasure!"

Qu Zhengyi saw that his long sword could not break through Chimang Zhu Ling's defense, and not only did he retreat at all, but instead attacked Han Yu's spiritual weapon.

Although Qu Zhengyi is a disciple of Lu Junfeng, one of the four elders of Bihai, a treasure like Chimang Zhu Ling, especially if he is not sure that even his master may not possess cherry blossoms.

"I see how many people you can protect with your three-foot red silk!"

Qu Zhengyi sneered, then suddenly withdrew the spiritual sword, turned around and pinched the sword technique, and the long sword headed straight for Tang Ming.

Han Yu's Chimang Zhu Ling could protect Xing Zhiyu, but she could not protect Tang Ming. In Qu Zhengyi's opinion, as long as he took one of them, he could use it to threaten the girl who was not in a deep way in front of him.

Tang Ming, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the galloping spiritual sword.

How could he not know Qu Zhengyi’s thoughts?

The naked greed in the man's eyes was exactly the same as the guy from the rat clan he had met before.

Since Qu Zhengyi wants to die, Tang Ming will never stop him!
Chapter completed!