Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen Xiao Ning

Seeing the young man walking slowly over, Xiao Mei and the others stopped in their footsteps, and their laughing voices also gradually weakened a lot. The delicate young girls beside Xiao Mei stared at the young man who was once regarded as the glory of the family with wide eyes. The expressions on their small faces were unspeakable regret or something else. Xiao Meidun stayed where she was, feeling a little tangled in her heart. In fact, she also wanted to chat with this young man whom she had admired so much, but the reality told her that the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger. , It is obviously unwise to put your mind on a useless person.

The crooked Ye Mei frowned slightly, and then relaxed, Xiao Mei said helplessly in her heart: "Let's say hello, no matter how you say it, he can be regarded as my cousin." Not knowing what was going on in Xiao Mei's mind, Xiao Yan put his arms on the back of his head and walked over lazily. Looking at Xiao Yan who was close at hand, Xiao Mei's pretty face was about to reveal a smile, but the young man's actions made the smile that had not yet fully emerged froze on her face, making her look a little funny. With his arms resting on the back of his head, Xiao Yan acted as if no one was there, and walked straight past the girls without looking sideways, without showing the slightest nostalgia.

Looking at the young man's back with her ruddy mouth slightly open, Xiao Mei was a little stunned. With her appearance, when did she receive such treatment?An inexplicable shame and anger welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help shouting: "Cousin Xiao Yan." With a slight pause in his footsteps, Xiao Yan did not turn around, and his tone was light, like a conversation between strangers: "What's the matter?" The plain and unfamiliar tone made Xiao Mei stagnate, and she shook her head: "No..." Xiao Yan twitched his brows lightly, he didn't bother to pay any attention, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the end of the path, Xiao Mei stomped her little feet angrily, and immediately followed the same path up. Turning a corner, Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at the spacious room in front of him. On the plaque in the room, there were painted blood-red characters of Dou Ji Tang with three flamboyant and phoenix dancers. Xiao Yan was a little surprised when he heard the yelling coming from the fighting skill hall. There are usually few people here on weekdays. Why is it so lively today? Shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Yan just turned his thoughts casually, threw it away, and stepped into the fighting skill hall.

As soon as he entered the fighting skill hall, bursts of cheers and applause from young girls and young girls came rolling over. The fighting skill hall is divided into east and west parts. The eastern part is where the family's fighting skills are stored, while the western part is a large-scale training ground. At this time, many people are crowding around the training ground. Looking at the two contestants in the arena with great interest. "Looking at the strength of Cousin Xiao Ning's Dou Qi, I'm afraid he already has a level eight Dou Qi?" "Hey, two months ago, Cousin Xiao Ning had already entered the Eighth Stage Dou Qi."

"Although he has an eighth-level fighting spirit, cousin Xun'er has a ninth-level fighting spirit. It seems that it is really impossible for cousin Xiao Ning to win." "Cousin Xun'er, come on!" Hearing the amazed shouts from the crowd, Xiao Yan stopped in his footsteps. His eyes scanned the training ground, and finally stopped with great interest on the beautiful girl in the lavender dress. "Why does this girl have the time to compete with others today?" Muttering in his heart, Xiao Yan stopped in the east of the lobby, casually took a black scroll on the shelf next to it, and then slowly spread it out. After opening the scroll, several large yellow characters appeared on the back.

Intermediate Yellow Rank: Gravel Palm! Leaning leisurely on the bookshelf, Xiao Yan read the cultivation method of the Crushed Stone Palm, and occasionally glanced at the training ground where the battle was fierce. The spacious lobby seems to be divided into two worlds, the west side is noisy and the east side is quiet and peaceful. Xun'er's opponent is also a young man, but his age should be around seventeen or eighteen, and his appearance is quite handsome, not much different from the Galeo he saw that day. The young man's name is Xiao Ning, he is the grandson of the elder of the Xiao family, he is talented in cultivation, at only seventeen years old, he has already cultivated to the eighth stage of fighting spirit, in the family, only Xun'er can overwhelm him.

Xiao Yan didn't have much of an impression of his cousin. When they met occasionally, they greeted each other unfamiliarly and then left. Perhaps it was because of the somewhat disharmonious atmosphere between his grandfather and his father, Xiao Yan could always feel it. , this cousin doesn't seem to be very satisfied with himself, and maybe it's because of the decadence he showed in the past few years, so this cousin, in the past three years, has not made a special trip to find him. Trouble yourself... Smiling lightly, Xiao Yan shook off the memories in his mind and continued to study the gravel palm in his hand.

On the training ground, Xun'er was like a lavender butterfly, gracefully and swiftly dodging Xiao Ning's swift attack, her delicate and elegant face always maintained an ancient well-maintained innocence. Bored with her little hand, she released Xiao Ning's melee attack, and Xun'er looked casually around the lobby, and after a while, she suddenly stopped. Looking at the young man leaning on the bookshelf to the east of the lobby, Xun'er showed a soft and elegant smile on his indifferent face. In the girl's elegant smile, which was like a flash in the pan, the teenagers who were watching nearby couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Cousin Xun'er, be careful!" Just when Xun'er was slightly distracted, a boy's anxious voice suddenly came from the crowd. Sensing the fierce energy coming from behind her, Xun'er raised her eyebrows slightly, but her eyes turned to the boy under the bookshelf again. At the same time, Xiao Yan also raised his head, looked at Xun'er who was suddenly attacked in the field, frowned, and shook his head helplessly, his eyes revealing a hidden worry. Seeing the resentment and worry on Xiao Yan's eyebrows, Xun'er blinked her big beautiful eyes playfully, and then suddenly took a small step to the left. The attack was avoided impartially...

While the feet were moving, Xun'er's delicate little hand like jade gushed out a faint golden glow, like piercing flowers and catching leaves, passing through the blockade of Xiao Ning's palms, and finally landed lightly on Xiao Ning's chest superior. Tapping her toes lightly on the bluestone floor, Xun'er turned gracefully in a circle, dissipating the force of her reverse push, and looked at Xiao Ning who had retreated more than ten steps before stepping out of the training ground with her last foot. Seeing Xun'er who defeated Xiao Ning with a single palm, there was a slight silence around the training ground, and then there was a loud applause of admiration. "Hehe, Cousin Xun'er is indeed the number one member of the younger generation in the family, and she is getting stronger and stronger." After being knocked down by Xun'er, Xiao Ning still had a warm smile on her face, and walked forward, smiling said softly. Staring fixedly at the girl who was as beautiful as a green lotus in front of her, the love in Xiao Ning's eyes could hardly be concealed. Although they are called cousins, Xiao Ning knows that most of the family members do not have close blood, and Xiao Xun'er has no blood relationship with him at all. As if she didn't feel Xiao Ning's fiery gaze, Xun'er shook her head politely but unfamiliarly, and said softly: "Cousin Xiao Ning is humble." The young man who buried himself in the scroll walked away with a smile. As the focal point in the lobby, Xun'er's actions were naturally noticed by everyone, their eyes followed Xun'er's route, and finally stopped on the young man under the bookshelf. The young man seemed to have never heard of the hot eyes on the training ground, and was still intoxicated in his own world.