City tour of the master of cultivation

Looking at the scattered stones, everyone was shocked, and their eyes were all in disbelief.

He Haikuan smashed such a huge stone so easily. How powerful was he.

Is that the power of martial arts? If we learn martial arts, we'll be rich!

Many people already have their own ideas in their hearts. The servants who didn't like training originally have an unprecedented desire for strength.

"Captain he, how powerful! Teach us!" the servants swept away the fatigue just now, with an urgent look and a strong desire between the words.

Of course, Zhou Yi was the most shocked. When he Haikuan used his martial arts skills, his eyes almost fell off. If other people hadn't been there, he would have grabbed he Haikuan for advice.

"Martial arts can be practiced only when you have reached that level, I can teach you what I have learned without reservation!" He Haikuan wiped the back of his hand and whispered.

"Well, are there any other training tasks, we can continue to practice!" The servants smell speech, the expression is extremely excited, even one person has tightly grabbed he Haikuan's sleeve.

"Well, then, all the men present, 200 of them, get up and leave by themselves after finishing!" He Haikuan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that he could show his martial arts skills, which saved a lot of trouble.

It seems that these teenagers still have some blood.

"Captain he, are there any other training tasks?" Zhou Yi inquires from he Haikuan.

"Didn't I tell you that 200 of them would get up and leave on their own after finishing?" He Haikuan was interrupted by Zhou Yi, and he looked a little impatient.

"It's done!" Zhou Yi said innocently.

"What? It's over so soon! " He Haikuan turned and looked at the servants who were still lying on the ground and struggling to move back and forth, with a look of astonishment.

"When you're done, go home and have dinner." He Haikuan pats his head with a look of sweat. He really can't figure out how this teenager with some physical problems can easily run 100 laps today. When he doesn't respond, he finishes another 200 laps. Is this guy a monster? Looking at his weak body, he doesn't seem to have stepped into the realm of martial arts. Is all this an illusion?

Seeing he Haikuan's muddled face, Zhou Yi, who wanted to learn martial arts from him, had to turn around and leave, but he didn't know that all this was caused by himself.

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He spent half a month peacefully. Because of rich training every day, Zhou Yi's thin body is gradually getting stronger and stronger, and his strength is also growing rapidly. If he speeds up his pace, he can enter the dual realm of martial arts.

But one thing is imminent. He hasn't paid for his thousand liang of blood jade. If he asks the shopkeeper to come to the house to ask for money, he will surely be punished.

Having been the son of the world for several years, the seventh prince also gave Zhou Yi a lot of pocket money. The sum of the money was nearly five hundred taels. If it was a common people, they could spend their whole life in peace, but they were half as far away from the target of one thousand taels. Zhou Yi frowned, thinking of countermeasures.

"It seems that I have to borrow tea first." Zhou Yi shows a wry smile at the corner of his mouth and asks a "strong" adult man to borrow money from a woman. This will spread to other people's ears, but he still doesn't laugh himself to death. Although he has a good relationship with Xiaocha, he has never done such a thing as borrowing money.

Having encouraged himself, Zhou Yi's eyes show a sense of firmness. After locking his door, he walks towards Xiaocha's room.

"Brother Zhou Yi, what can I do for you?" When the room was opened, the beautiful face of Xiaocha came into view. Zhou Yi was stunned. Although he had seen it many times, every time it was so pleasing to the eye, it made his heart beat.

"Well, it's OK. I just miss you. Come and see you!" Zhou Yi's face turned red with shame. Although he had already summoned up his courage before, it was hard for him to open his mouth when he really faced Xiaocha.

"Really? Xiaocha also wants brother Zhou Yi. " Xiaocha suddenly smiles and pulls Zhou Yi's arm to her room, no matter whether Zhou Yi resists or not.

Entering the room of Xiaocha, the gorgeous decoration like the palace of the imperial concubine is reflected in Zhou Yi's eyes.

All around the room are ancient celebrities' calligraphy and paintings. From that stroke, we can see the charm and artistic conception contained in the calligraphy and paintings, so as to determine its great value.

The floor is covered with blankets, and the edge of the bed is surrounded by a huge tiger skin. The person lying on the bed seems to be guarded by a tiger, giving people a very safe feeling.

The air is filled with a faint smell of red sandalwood. Ordinary people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it. The looming red sandalwood cigarettes are floating out of the red gold incense burner in a mysterious way.

This room is very familiar to Zhou Yi, because many years ago, this was Zhou Yi's own room. The warm and safe tiger skin big bed was his favorite.Looking at the familiar scene, the young man's expression is a little unnatural. The decoration and furnishings here are the same as many years ago.

"Brother Zhou Yi, there was a big change in this room, but I restored it according to your previous style. How about it? Are you familiar with it?" Small tea stares big eyes to gather to Zhou Yi's body, gentle way.

"I like it." Zhou Yi's eyes are a little wet. He sniffed and forced himself to smile.

For Xiaocha, Zhou Yi always has a complex feeling. He has had countless fantasies. If he hadn't saved Xiaocha that night, would Xiaocha have done this to himself?

It shouldn't be. This is the last answer Zhou Yi wants to accept. But he knows that he is nothing. He has no identity, no background, and only a good heart for her.

After a little stupefied, the boy woke up from the endless fantasy. As soon as he patted his head, he almost forgot today's business.

"By the way, Xiaocha, can you lend me some money? It's urgent!" Zhou Yi's face turned red. He held back for a while before he spoke out.

"How much?" Xiaocha raised her eyebrows and was curious.

"Five hundred Liang." Zhou Yi stretched out five fingers.

After hearing this, she turned and walked towards the cabinet of the room. After searching for a moment, she handed five or six silver tickets to the boy.

"This is six hundred Liang. Take it, brother Zhou Yi." Xiaocha usually doesn't spend much except buying some clothes and jewelry, and she doesn't pay much attention to money. If Zhou Yi needs it, she can take even 10000 Liang.

"Thank you. I'll pay you back when I have money." But Zhou Feiyi's eyebrows are not satisfied. At least she asks him about the money.

"Hee hee, when is brother Zhou Yi going to return it?" Xiaocha raised her mouth and joked.

"Five Liang a year, how about a hundred years?" Zhou Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and returned fire.

"I hate it." Xiaocha's face flushed. Of course, she knew the meaning of this sentence. She was extremely sweet in her heart.

"Well, accompany me to wangguifang again, there are some things to deal with!" Zhou Yi turns to the topic.

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When he comes to wangguifang again, Zhou Yi's breath is also slightly short. It's here that he has been greatly humiliated. The scene of that day seems to have just happened, which is constantly reappeared in Zhou Yi's mind.

Xiaocha is always so optimistic. After saying goodbye to Zhou Yi, she goes to the jewelry store happily.

As soon as I entered wangguifang, many people recognized Zhou Yi. They looked mocking. Some people even began to talk loudly, regardless of Zhou Yi's presence.

"Isn't that the crap you beat up those days? I dare to come here today. I'm tired of living here? "

"Yes, that's him. He was stuffed with waste paper that day. It's ridiculous to think about it."

"If you meet the people of Weifu, you will be beaten again. Maybe you will let him eat shit this time, ha ha! There's a good play to see! "

This kind of speech is constantly ringing in Zhou Yi's ears, but Zhou Yi doesn't care at all, and naturally walks towards the antique shop.

The owner of the antique shop has been waiting for Zhou Yi for a long time. If Zhou Yi doesn't send money in a few days, he will get up and go to the seventh Lord's house to ask for money.

As for Zhou Yi, the shopkeeper still trusts him, and he doesn't want to tear his face with him, but it's really valuable. He doesn't make much money. If Zhou Yi runs away, he will lose a lot.

When he was debating whether to go or not, a thin figure came into the sight of the shopkeeper.

When he saw that this was Zhou Yi he had been looking forward to, his heart was suddenly replaced by joy.

"Well off? If you don't come here again, I'll go to your house and ask for money! " The shopkeeper took the bank note in Zhou Yi's hand, and his face was full of joy.

"If I really don't have money, you can't help me if you don't take it!" The boy stroked his nose and joked.

"I don't know you yet? If you come to me more often when you are free, you will keep all the good things for you The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the mustaches on both sides of his mouth cocked up.

Zhou Yi waved his hand, then turned to the street, the figure is still so bleak.

"Don't you think the lessons are enough? How dare you walk with Xiaocha The young man in gorgeous clothes sat on the restaurant with a venomous face.

"Weining, be more ruthless. You'd better make him disabled!" The young man stood up with a vicious look.

After his words, Wei Ning, dressed in black, runs to Zhou Yi quickly.

At this time, Zhou Yi is looking for the figure of Xiaocha, but when he turns around, a familiar figure appears in front of him.

"Boy, I don't think I've taught you enough!" Wei Ning has a cool face, and before waiting for Zhou Yi to be stunned, he waves his fist to Zhou Yi's side face.

"Do you really think Zhou Yi is a soft persimmon?"