Counterattack Martial Arts NP (3)

It is in April, there was a clear sky on the island and the sea was peaceful.

There is a majestic city on the island.

The towering gray city wall does not know where it stretches. It is different from other well-ordered cities in all directions. The city of non-returning atmosphere is casual, with the chic and wanton characteristic of people in the rivers and lakes.

The city is a non congregation. Although in the eyes of the decent people outside, they are people who kill people without blinking and think evilly, but in essence, although most people in the city practice martial arts, only a few go out and travel. The people on the island are simple and honest. The city dwellers are generous and outgoing, especially hospitable.

Of course, the residents of the island never know what softness is when they encounter those who are unruly.

In the middle of the city, is the Master's House.

Ye Sinian shook his head, looked at the frustrated child in his arms, and said: "Practicing is a process of accumulation over the years. You are talented and clever, and you will be able to become great as long as you persist."

"Master ... " Yun Buqi's meaty face raise a little wrinkled, he said: "If I do not engage in active practice, will that give Master shame? "

A faint light flashed in Ye Sinian's eyes, but his face did not move at all. He still had a gentle and comforting look. He reached out and rubbed his head, asked softly, "Oh? Who said that?"

"Girl Fang from Wutongyuan..."

Yun Buqi's obsidian-like eyes were filled with a little grievance, he relied on reaching out his arm around the shoulders of the master, and said lostly: "She said I am too useless, not worthy of being a master. The first apprentice... also said that she will give birth to a child like a celestial being for Master in the future, let Master expel me from the teacher... Master, when you have a child, will you not care about me?"

Seeing his painful eyes, Ye Sinian's hand gently patted the back of his disciples, and denounced:"Nonsense. As a teacher in this life there will only be one disciple, and that is you."

"But that's been waiting for you ... What about the child..." Yun Buqi hugged Master's neck tightly, a dark light flashed across his eyes, but his tone was full of anxiety.

"I will only have one child in this life as a teacher." Ye Sinian hugged the disturbed apprentice in his arms, and promised earnestly. Thinking of the so-called righteous daughter left behind by the old leader, his heart was filled with killing intent.

What a Fang Yutong! How dare to say that kind of thing in front of my children! It's a sin worthy of death!

Getting the promise he wanted, there was no more haze in Yun Buqi's eyes. He buried his face in the neck of the master, his crystal-clear eyes were full of a strong desire for exclusiveness that did not match his age.

He had too few things in his short life, except for his mother, there was only Master.

Since his mother gave birth to him, she has been lingering on the sick bed. Even if she cared about him, she was a little weak. From childhood to adulthood, the only person who gave him the most care and warmth was the respected teacher.

It was Master who rescued him from the dark life. Master gave him food and taught him martial arts and gave him hope. It was also Master who let him know that there is not only hate, but also warmth and love.

Therefore, no matter what means he must use, no matter how despicable and sinister he will become, he will never, and will not let anyone take away his master!

Above the main hall, Ye Sinian is the standard equipment of the leader, sitting leisurely on the high seat.

The flaming red clothes fell to the ground, the man on the high seat closed his eyes, the mask on his face blocked all his expressions, cold and mysterious.

The people under the seat were divided into two rows. The leader did not speak, so the whole hall was silent.

"Is something important happening in the arena recently?" Ye Sinian opened his eyes, his indifferent gaze swept across everyone one by one.

"Demon Lord, in recent days the rivers and lakes have been calm and there is nothing important." The deputy teacher immediately stood up and replied with a bow.

"There is nothing serious in teaching?" Ye Sinian curled his lips in a bored manner, but because of the mask's concealment, it was not seen at all. The leader in everyone's eyes was indifferent and serious.

He seemed to have heard the boredom in his tone, and the vice-master paused a little bit undecided, but he didn't feel that something special happened in the church recently, so he could only test it a little nervously: "Demon Lord, everyone in the center has concentrated on practicing, there have been no major incidents in recent days."

As soon as his voice fell, everyone saw the master sitting upright suddenly, and their hearts were shocked.

When everyone raised the idea of ​​120,000 points to listen to their master's instructions, they only listened to the master's slender fingers tapping a few irregularly on the handle, and asked the deputy master quickly: "I heard about the vice master's wife. Have she found a good disciple so far?"

The most annoying thing in the center was poking. The always solemn vice-master couldn't help but frustrated his face, clasped his fist and said helplessly: "The master knows what to do, the lady has not found anyone with the most yin body yet. Being a disciple is really a pain in the heart of the subordinates."

They didn't expect that the leader would be into gossip. The expressions on everyone's faces were very wonderful.

However, since the leader of the disciples has been accepted, his personality has changed a lot. Not to mention, the fact that he always shows off his apprentices all the time is not surprising.

As a result, they only regarded it as the leader showing off his disciple in their minds.

But why is Ye sinian really so bored?

Although his disciple is indeed worth showing off everywhere, but now his purpose is not only here.

A smile flashed across his eyes, Ye Sinian clapped his hands violently, and said, "Isn't the vice leader dark under the lamp? To the Yin body, isn't there one in my teaching?"

The expression on the vice leader's face was one stagnant, he said in disbelief: "What the leader said..."

"The Fang girl!" Ye Sinian smiled in his palm, and said: "How can you ruin the madam's famous poisonous arts? The righteous daughter of the old leader, when he was dying, the old leader specially asked this sect to take good care of her. Before, this sect was busy practicing and couldn't take care of her. Now that we have this great opportunity, how can we waste it?"

"But this... ..." The deputy teacher's face was a bit tangled. He knew about his wife. His wife's character was fierce, and most of all, she looked down on those who counted on looking forward to climbing high branches. This girl has been counting on marrying the teacher. Everyone on the island knows about the master's wife. If he accept her as a disciple, she will be abused by his wife...

The rest of the people were also entangled.

Fang Yutong considers herself very high and never wants to contact them, they naturally not feel sympathy, just feel...what is the excitement of the leader? Didn't you always ignore that person before?

"It's a deal!" Ye Sinian ordered in the final word: "Today she will be sent, hope your wife teaches her good, be punishable on punishment, giving to leave the sect face."

The deputy leader wanted to reject but without exiting, he had to answer with a bitter face: "Subordinates obey!"

Ye Sinian felt refreshed, waved his sleeves and stood up, saying: "If there is nothing important, then go. Come on!"

After that, in the sound of everyone's response, the toes disappeared into the hall in an instant.

My good disciples are waiting to practice swords with me!

The smoke and waves are vast and endless.

On the deck, Ye sinian stood with his back, silently watching the distance between the sea and the sky.

The salty and humid sea breeze blew on his face, and his fiery red clothes were blown by the wind to hunt, his long and strong body instantly became clear.

As soon as Yun Buqi came out of the cabin, he saw the back of his master's long body, his long black hair and fiery red clothes flying in the wind, looking from a distance like he used to hear from street performers. That said, the phoenix that flutters its wings.

A trace of unspeakable panic suddenly rose in his heart. He looked like a master who was about to drift away in the wind, and a trace of haze flashed across his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

But the haze disappeared in an instant. Yun Buqi blinked, and instantly regained a sunny smile. He strode forward, holding Ye Sinian's hand in a very natural motion, and said: "Master, are you cold?"

Ye Sinian didn't notice the over-intimacy in his actions. Over the past ten years, he has witnessed his rapid growth from a child who can't hold his sword to his current level. The young man in his heart is full of gratification only for the young ones in his family.

"Without returning to the sixth level, you won't be invaded by the cold or heat." Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows, feeling that his apprentice asked a silly question.

Yun Buqi didn't care about the ridicule in his master's eyes. He squeezed his Master's slightly cold hand, and complained somewhat: "Last time I give you the warm jade that I got for a long time? Why didn't Master not bring it on?"

Thinking of the strangely shaped jade hand warmer, Ye Si fell a few rows of black lines around his forehead. He slapped his hand away angrily, and said: "As the master of a sect, What does it look like to hold that big guy in the sun ?!"

Yun Buqi was a little embarrassed when he thought of the look. He touched his nose, but still muttered a little bit unconvinced in his mouth: "I didn't let you take it out again..."

"What are you talking about?" The ending was slightly raised, Ye Sinian's phoenix glanced slightly at him sideways.

"Nothing!" Yun Buqi replied with a solemn face. He raised his head slightly and looked at the tall Master. He realized that he was only a little bit higher than Master's shoulders, and he felt a little gloomy in his heart, saying: "Master Lord, when will I be as tall as you?"

He has always been satisfied and confident with his figure. Ye Sinian didn't bother to trouble him. He raised his chin proudly and said: "Want to be as tall as me? That is not easy."

It is true that he is not bragging. The original owner has practiced martial arts since he was a child. He has a very well-developed body. His height has already passed 1.8 meters. In this ancient world, he can be regarded as a small mountain.

Yun Biqi did not mind even more abandoned for optimism, he was like a baby clinging to its own general Master lean waist, chin in Master solid chest, said: "Master, but what trick did you use?"

Ye Sinian was happy when he heard that, he lowered his head and patted his disciples pitiful and handsome face who blinked like him, and said, "It's a trick, how can it be easily revealed?"

After that, he looked at the apprentice for a moment. With a black line expression, Ye Sinian smiled openly and walked into the cabin with his hands behind his back.

Standing in place, Yun Buqi watched as Master's back disappeared from his sight, his depressed face was instantly replaced by a meaningful smile.

His master's lean and sturdy body seemed to still be in his arms, Yun Buqi squeezed the hand that his master had just held, and undercurrents surged in his eyes.

Turning around, Yun Buqi faced the Wuhui Island where he had lived for more than ten years, slowly holding up a smile that was sure to win.

Someday...