Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Conflict

"Brother Xiao Yan." The young girl stood in front of Xiao Yan pretty, her delicate white hands were behind her, she leaned forward slightly, her beautiful watery eyes were bent into beautiful crescent moons, there was a smile in them, and on her pretty little face, a shallow smile appeared. The shallow dimples are instantly cute. Looking away from the scroll, Xiao Yan glanced at the girl in front of him with a smile, and then swept his eyes across the lobby, looking at those fiery gazes, he couldn't help saying helplessly: "Nizi, I know that your charm is not good. Little, but you don’t need to push me out as a shield, do you?”

"Hee hee." With a chuckle, Xun'er sat down next to Xiao Yan and stretched lazily. Her exquisite curves, wrapped in a tight dress, were immediately alluring. Xun'er's gaze rested on Xiao Yan for a while, and she said with a lazy smile: "Brother Xiao Yan has entered the fourth stage of fighting spirit?" It was said that Xiao Yan, who was buried in the scroll, raised his eyebrows. The ten levels of Dou Qi are all in the initial stage, and the subtle and weak fluctuations of Dou Qi are hard to be noticed by others, so if you don't use Dou Qi Or test stone detection, it is generally difficult to tell exactly how many stages the owner has reached, but now, after just a few random glances, Xun'er has revealed Xiao Yan's details in one go, which really surprised him .

"What is this girl's identity? The fighting skills she used to fight Xiao Ning earlier are obviously high-level fighting skills. This kind of golden light fighting skills is not owned by the Xiao family..." A few thoughts flashed in my mind, Xiao Yan tilted his head and took a deep look at the girl who was smiling at Yanxi, shrugged slightly, and nodded lightly: "The fourth paragraph." Seeing Xiao Yan's nod, the smile on Xun'er's little face suddenly widened a bit, and she said with a light smile, "I guess it has something to do with brother Xiao Yan's hard work behind closed doors for half a month, right?"

"En." Nodding lightly, Xiao Yan did not deny it, turned his eyes back to the scroll, and asked casually: "Why do you have the time to compete with them today?" "It's boring." Shrugging her shoulders imitating Xiao Yan, Xun'er said with a smile, her eyes turned to the young man, with a faint resentment: "Since the last time, Brother Xiao Yan hasn't looked for Xun'er for half a month. Now, are you still afraid that Xun'er will ask you to pay back the money?" Xiao Yan was stunned, a little embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "The coming-of-age ceremony will be held next year, can I hurry up and practice?" He raised his head, looked at the girl's slightly wrinkled pretty nose, and had no choice but to stretch out his palm and pat it affectionately. Xun'er's small head comforted softly: "I will definitely spare time to accompany Xun'er in the future."

Hearing Xiao Yan's assurance, Xun'er's little face relaxed a little, and she kept whispering in Xiao Yan's ear, that intimacy made all the teenagers in the lobby turn red with envy. Looking at the two people who were chatting and laughing under the bookshelf from afar, the corners of Xiao Ning's mouth twitched slightly, his face was quite ugly, his fists were tightened, loosened and tightened... As the grandson of the great elder in the family, Xiao Ning has always had a strong sense of superiority. In his heart, Xiao Ning has firmly decided on Xun'er, a girl who is different from others, as his daughter-in-law. His wishful thinking...

Seeing his pre-determined daughter-in-law chatting and laughing with another person, it is hard not to make Xiao Ning feel jealous, and most importantly, the one who talks and laughs intimately with Xun'er is the closest in the family. useless waste. The anger in his pupils kept pouring out, and after a while, Xiao Ning let out a breath slowly, and once again put on a warm smile on his face, straightened his messy clothes, and under the eyes of everyone, he faced The two walked quickly. In the lobby, everyone looked at Xiao Ning who was walking towards the two of them, and laughed gloatingly. Of course, the laughter was obviously not aimed at Xiao Ning, but at the seemingly ignorant Xiao Yan.

Sweeping his eyes over the shape of the veins on the human body on the scroll, Xiao Yan secretly memorized the location of the acupoints on the Rubble Palm and the direction of the veins. With a light sigh of relief, Xiao Yan's drooping brows suddenly frowned. His keen soul perception allowed him to clearly know the actions of everyone in the hall, including Xiao Ning who was walking over. "This girl is also a troublemaker." With a low sigh, Xiao Yan slowly put away the scroll in his hand. "Hehe, cousin Xiao Yan, are you here to learn fighting skills? Do you need my cousin to help you find some high-level jobs? There are some things that my cousin may not have access to." Standing in front of Xiao Yan with a smile on his face, Xiao Ning He laughed in harmony.

Xiao Yan rolled up the scroll in his hand, put it lightly on the bookshelf, shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Thank you for your concern, I don't need it for now." "Oh, hehe, I almost forgot... Cousin Xiao Yan's fighting spirit is only at the third stage, it is too advanced, and it is really difficult to learn." Rubbing his forehead with his palm, Xiao Ning seemed to smile suddenly, only However, the sarcasm on his face was not concealed very deeply. Xiao Yan sighed lightly, he came to the door to scold him... The corners of his mouth slowly raised a mean curve, Xiao Yan said helplessly: "I know you said this just to get Xun'er's attention, but I still have to say, you are very naive..."

After Xiao Yan's merciless insinuation, the smile on Xiao Ning's face gradually subsided. He did not expect that Xiao Yan, who was usually taciturn, suddenly had the courage to talk to him. With a gloomy face at the moment, he sneered and said, "It seems that cousin Xiao Yan has some opinions on my cousin? How about we make gestures? So that I can see how much my cousin has improved in the past few years?" "Do you need me to make gestures with you?" Xun'er put down the scroll in her hand, raised her small face, her beautiful watery eyes showed a little coldness.

With a twitch in the corner of his eyes, Xiao Ning looked at Xun'er who was acting as Xiao Yan's leader, and Xiao Ning's heart became more jealous, he gave him a hard look, and said mockingly: "You know how to hide behind women?" "Why didn't you dare to talk to me like that three years ago?" Xiao Yan picked up his toes and took down a bundle of scrolls again, and blew off the dust on them, saying indifferently. It has to be said that Xiao Yan's indifferent and calm appearance, in the eyes of those who have a bad feeling for him, really makes people feel chest tight.

Teeth were biting together fiercely, making a creaking sound, although Xiao Ning was furious in his heart, but Xiao Ning did not dare to take a real shot at Xiao Yan, no matter how low Xiao Yan's cultivation talent was, he was the patriarch's son after all. Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ning cast a gloomy glance at Xiao Yan, lowered his head slightly, and whispered coldly in his ear: "Xiao Yan, you are no longer the cultivation genius you were three years ago, but now you are just a It's just trash, Xun'er, you're not worthy of her, she's sensible, leave her as soon as possible, otherwise, hehe, although you can't attack you on weekdays, but at the coming-of-age ceremony a year later, you have to accept the challenge of a clansman, If you don't want to become a disabled person, I advise you to get out early, and then hide in a remote place in a remote mountain, and live your next life in peace!" Hearing these threatening words, Xiao Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, tilted his head slightly, looked at Xiao Ning with an extremely strange gaze, then rolled his eyes, picked up the scroll in his hand, turned around and left. Looking at Xiao Yan's actions, Xiao Ning thought he had compromised, but before he could be happy, the young man's understatement made his face turn livid. "Well, well, in a year... I'll wait for you to beat me to a cripple."