Conflict

　　 "Little Er, my lady just borrowed your place to rest, a small rural shop, there must be no good tea, we brought our own..."

　　 The beautiful maid obscured the shop who wanted to come forward and said unceremoniously: "Also...I use my own'clear spring pot' for making tea, and I also need water..."

　　 Seeing that, she has all kinds of appliances in her house, but she just takes a rest in the shade of the tea shed.

"Hey..."

　　 The shopkeeper agreed with a bitter face, the business was obviously dysfunctional.

　　 But the next moment, this maid offered a penny of silver, and immediately made him smile, and hurriedly went around.

　　 The young lady didn't talk too much, and sat on the silk-padded bench, with her talking eyes sweeping the crowd in the shop.

　　 First, he looked at the table of people , then scanned the pair of grandparents, and finally stopped on Fang Xian, and gave a soft voice.

　　 "Miss, but you think it is noisy here?"

　　 The maid rolled her eyes, as if she was about to call the servant who followed the carriage to drive people.

　　 "Hehe... What a pungent maid!"

　　 Just as the masked woman frowned, just as she was about to speak, the sitting younger sister finally couldn't bear it, and sneered: "Could it be that your house opened it?"

　　 While she was talking, her figure flashed, and she actually left her seat, bullying herself forward, and reaching out to grab the veil on the masked lady's face.

　　 This is to teach the other party a lesson, and the second is that she is a little curious about the face of the masked woman.

　　 "Bold!"

　　 When the maid saw this scene, she was glared and jumped up like a cat with a blown up hair. She stopped on the way of the junior sister's attack. She stretched out her hand and scratched her nails. She cut through the void with martial arts.

"what!"

　　 When the two played against each other, the martial arts of that junior girl was actually better than that of the maid, but she didn't give her full strength at the beginning, and she immediately suffered a big loss.

　　 In the exclamation, she retreated a few steps, and there were several blood stains on the back of her right hand.

　　 "Junior Sister?"

　　 The brothers at the same table were shocked, and some directly drew out their weapons: "So bold, dare to move our Qing!"

　　 The maid was not afraid: "It is your people who do it first, and we are the people of the Yao family!"

　　 Seeing her posture, this Yao family should be very famous throughout feng County.

　　 The few Qing disciples suddenly hesitated.

　　 "Brother, give me revenge!"

　　 The junior sister was not angry, and directly shouted: "No matter how powerful the Yao family is, can you control other counties?"

　　 "Miss Protection!"

��　 The Yao Ji chariot guard outside saw this and immediately rushed in, and the battle was about to start.

　　 "Do it!"

　　 The senior brother glanced at the junior sister and saw that her eyes were red, and she had already fought with the enemy, so he had to sigh and fly up.

　　 The shadow of the sword, light and sword suddenly rose, flashing in the small tea shed.

　　 The store was so scared that he could only lie under the stove, trembling.

　　 Fang tian sat on the side, watching the show with wide eyes.

　　 In his eyes, a strange color flashed from time to time.

　　'Well... the maid walked like a cat, with her toes pinched inward, she landed silently, and her hand was vicious and vicious. She should be practicing a variant of Wuxing Tiger Boxing-cat boxing! feng County Yao Family? '

　　 Even the "tiger boxing method" he secretly learned before, in the root of it, is also the evolution of the "tiger-shaped boxing".

　�� Seeing that the maid took action at this time, she immediately learned a few routines of'cat boxing', which might be able to be integrated into her own boxing technique.

　　Any moves outside the door can be seen at a glance, this is already a level of peerless genius.

　　 Fang tian does not have this talent, but under the blessing of [Eye dimensions], their every move seems to be slowed down countless times, as clear as looking at the palm.

　　'Well, there is also this Qing, you can learn some weapon skills secretly...'

　　 Fang tian was overjoyed while watching the show.

　　 Relying on this talent, perhaps as long as you have experienced it and watched more martial arts, you may not be able to form your own family and create the most suitable martial arts for you.

"OH..it's a pity that martial arts have reached the peak, and there seems to be no magical powers...what do I want to do? Live this life well first...'

　　 Thinking of the horror of the past life, Fang Tian sighed and lamented that he did not seize the opportunity.

　　 At this moment, his expression changed.

　　 only heard the sound of 'pop'.

　　 A wooden table was torn apart in the crowd's fighting, and fragments splashed everywhere.

　　 One of them is unbiased and stabs at the frightened country grandson.

"Ugh..."

　　 Fang tian sighed softly, his body screamed, and he got up suddenly.

　　Hoho!

　　 Like a tiger roaring in a mountain forest, its breath is pressing.

Fang Tian decided not to intervene because he didn't care who won or lost.

He is not a hero. Fang Tian wishes to stay low as he emerged as the enemies multiplied.